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Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Lauren is (always) right

Its time to start updating this thing more often. This morning...I'm headed to the eye doctor so I can get some contacts. I am very excited about this for a few reasons. First of all, I like choices. Glasses? Contacts? Glasses? Contacts? Just one more decision I can make getting ready in the morning. ALSO...I think I am way behind on this ridiculously-large-sunglasses trend, and its something that is going to make my life a little bit better. Also, I hear being out in the sun without eye protection can age your eyes by YEARS and I'm not into the whole aging myself by YEARS* when I can get some really cute sunglasses and make up for it.
Basically, this entry was one long ramble. I'm sorry. Not a very good comeback. I'll work on something better later and get back to you.
* except for the tanning bed. because it makes me look HOTT

Monday, July 28, 2008

I'm sitting here at my computer, catching up on blogs tonight, thinking about how oh I need to post more often. I've gotten out of the habit, and with my new iPhone I hit the internet once an hour or so without coming anywhere near an actual computer.
Last night I went on a spontaneous trip to Tulsa. All I really needed was a text from Lauren telling me to get my ass to Tulsa; she was cleaning out her closet, and she had wine! So tonight I sit here in a new (to me) sundress that I can already tell is going to be a summer staple. I have stories from last night about visiting with an owl, getting delivered McDonalds by a very kind on-duty police officer with excellent calves, and eating some very delicious caramel popcorn.
Chris bought a beautiful new boat, Britney got a job in Ponca City, Erin moved into a new house, and now I think you're about all updated. :) This weekend I'll be headed down to Lake Murray for a family reunion (my maternal grandfather's side) so there should be some excellent stories and pictures. And in two and a half weeks? Dave Matthews in Bricktown! Life is pretty good. Now, if only we could get out of these 100+ degree temperatures, I wouldn't have a thing to complain about. But then again, I have about 5 new sundresses and a fantastic tan, so I say bring it on. :)

Saturday, July 19, 2008

So tonight, my little bro, the one person in my life that is the most important to me no matter how much he annoys me, got engaged. To a really awesome, pretty, kickass girl named Tehia. I'm pretty excited.
Also, what's got me all hot and bothered is the fact that I'm going to finally, after what feels like years and years and maybe even decades....I'm getting my own iPhone tomorrow. Sometime before three. God willing, the mailman will have mercy upon me and deliver it by at least ten, enough time to set it all up so I can play and play and play when I'm on the clock tomorrow night. Otherwise, I'll just call in sick. Only kidding. But don't think I'm not tempted.
Life is going pretty well for me right now. I mean, I'm not saying I haven't been pulled over and given a ticket in the last week (because I have) and I'm not saying I have all my shit payed off (because I don't) and I'm not even saying I'm being completely productive (because I still haven't found a new morning job) but really....I have some kickass friends, and I opened a savings account for the big OrLANdo move this week and I also got a gift of 6 free really awesome bottles of wine from my boss tonight for my one year anniversary of working there. All I'm saying is, I'm not complaining. And pretty soon, I'll be wakeboarding and wine-rooming and having plenty of otherwise Orlando fun. And I'm pretty excited that I get the opportunity at all to be spending some of the best years of my life, with some of the best people in my life. Until then, though, I'm going to keep working and drink my free wine. And do a little camping out this weekend to pass the time.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

The "R" Word

A few weeks ago, when Greg came for a visit, the following conversation took place. You should know, going into this story, that Greg enjoys (a little too much) certain nonpolitically correct words, and though he knows he's not really supposed to use them, he can't control himself at times. But he really tries. And it makes me laugh.
So he and I went to lunch with my friends Britney and Jason to a local place in Norman for lunch. Jason walked out of the bathroom at one point, and was all, dude you're not even going to believe that bathroom. Its ridiculous. So, of course, we sent Greg in to scout it out and see what Jason was referring to. Then when he came out, we looked at him with expectant faces, and asked him to report.
Greg turns to me and immediately asks: "Is it okay if I use the 'r' word?" I, having absolutely no idea to what word he is referring, give him permission, and he proceeds with his explanation.
"So...pretty much that bathroom looks like what I would imagine would happen if someone blew the whole thing to smitherines and then they sent in MacGuyver's Retarded brother to put it all back together again! I'm serious, its like, here's some string and a paperclip, please reassemble the stalls. It looked like it was about to fall apart at any moment."
And that was the story of how Greg got to use the word retarded in conversation and didn't even get yelled at for it.

Sunday, July 06, 2008

Guns and Blood Pressure Machines

Me: What's up dude?
Chris: HURRYUPANDGOTOWALMART!!!
Me: What?
Chris: HURRY. UP. AND. GO. TO. WALMART!!! Right now.
Me: Why?
Chris: Because, we are all at Wal-mart, taking our blood pressures, and you need to join us.
Me: Um, you do realize that it won't be the same Wal-mart? That you're 2200 miles away? Can't I just do it tomorrow?
Chris: *HUGE SIGH* Um Mindy, you really need to get on the wagon and embrace this whole thing or don't do it at all. If you want to really hang out with us, you have to be doing the same things we are doing here, no matter where you are. You've got to commit.
Me: My sincerest apologies.
PS: He also went today and got his concealed weapons license. I would like to add, however, that he doesn't own a gun, that he doesn't plan on using it in any purposeful way whatsoever. But he has it. You know, just in case.
Now I think its safe to say that its my turn for a *huge sigh*