I QUIT

In which I drone on about stuff in real life.


I quit or I'm in the process of quitting smoking. It sucks. Don't let anyone tell you it doesn't suck. Have you seen this commercial? Yeah, it's kind of, exactly like that. But the benefits will outweigh the suck in the end. Plus, I can't smoke anywhere other than my yard, my car and in the bathroom at the bar (but I totally have to blame it on the girl in the next stall who is even more wasted than me).




At least once a week I will post visual aids for my own motivation. I will be a world traveler. Because what I really want to do is get lost in Ireland all by myself. Maybe even kiss a pretty boy. It's pretty decent motivation but so is money and health.

I drink and William Shakespeare makes me cry

In which I had a good time.


I had my second annual date with Michelle to see Shakespeare Uncork'd. We had a few cocktails of the Vodka kind. Pissed off some dude by being on our wireless devices and on Twitter instead talking to each other or him. Whatever. Walked into the amphitheater almost on time. I loved it! This year was Much Ado About Nothing. I thought it was even better than last year. I laughed. I cried. I tried to hide my crying until I heard Michelle sniffling beside me. YES! I was not alone in my nerdiness.





After the show we went to the Peony (not the plants but the bar) We had a few more cocktails. I think I super-sized mine by this point.

The Wager

In which I give something up to get something I really want.








I have wanted to go to Ireland forever. Also, London. I talk about all the time. (Obsession is a theme for me people) My mom, who hears most of my "I really want to go to Ireland" whining, made me an offer. She said if I quit smoking, save the money that I would've spent on cigarettes and use it for a trip to Ireland, she will watch my kids for 1 whole week. Are you serious? Hell to the yes!!! (<----said in my best ghetto styling) I set a date for August 15, 2010.

What? You miss me?

In which the 3 readers I had may miss my blah-blah-blog


I stopped writing because nothing ever happens. Not really anyway. Then the Internet broke up with me. I tried to call every once in a while but our schedules conflicted. I lost my phone. Bought a new phone. The Blackberry Curve. (Mine is purple and pretty) There is a App World. My favorite app is Twitter. I send messages to Twitter like All. The. Time. What is my point. My point is I will blog a little about the tiny events in my life. We'll start with my fangirl idiocy.

I'm much too lazy to post links to the entire conversation but I responded on Twitter to Rob Thomas' (AKA @ThisIsRobThomas)question in my traditional smartass manner and he totally tweeted back to me. *SQUEEEEE* I did this whole fangirl dance and fist pump thing in the kitchen about 35 minutes later. I was trying to be cool.




I have decided I'm going to approach this blogging thing in a different way. I'm not going to worry about content. I'm just going to take you along for the ride. I have plans and obsessions. I'm going to use this for that. Yep.

Obsessions: