Monday Funnies

In my search to find something to make me smile today, I found the following funny things::

Guilty Pleasures (sleep edition)

Welcome to the latest edition of Guilty Pleasures (sleep edition). Considering how much sleep I had last night, I thought it only fitting to talk about my favorite pastime (oh wait, does that make me sound lazy?) So, what makes for a good sleep, you ask? I'm afraid most of mine are going to relate to the heat (since Utah has ridiculously hot summers), but many of these items are needed year-round.

For me, it all starts with a good pillow. I LOVE my pillow. I've had it a million years and take it everywhere I go. Granted, it's probably seen better days, but I don't care. I love it.

Next, it's the down comforter. Oh, how I love my down comforter. I even use it during the summer. I love the feeling of the A/C or fan blasting cool air on me and snuggling up with my down comforter. Ahhh, heaven. Bonus note: My sister and I just found a PINK down comforter in AZ (since they probably don't need those there) for $20. Score!

Along those lines, nice, cool sheets are always a joy. Currently, I've got super cute Pink Princess sheets (what?!?!!? shocking!), but these would be fantastic. They're so cute! Sadly, they don't really make Hello Kitty sheets for adults (what? Are they trying to say I'm too old to worship Hello Kitty? Well, they're wrong), but I love them anyway.

I try to use my ceiling fan for as long as I can. Yes, this is a picture of my actual ceiling fan (jealous?). I love the noise, I love the feel of the whirling wind, and I love the breeze felt when it combines with my fan and/or AC. Speaking of cool air, I love having my box fan in my window. Pretty soon it'll be hot enough to change it up for the A/C (which is not pictured, but I'm sure you've all seen those ghetto little window A/C units). When that happens I'll need to change up my entire room, but it'll provide cool air and happiness for a long time to come. :)

As I've advanced in age, it's become necessary to add an air purifier to the nightly routine. Now I'm so used to the sound, it lulls me to sleep. I've got a boring one like the one shown above, but wouldn't this be a better one?At least my humidifier is Hello Kitty (wow, I sure need a lot of crap to sleep). This is usually only used during the summer to try and ward off those nosebleeds (which reminds me, I should start using it now), but isn't it adorable?Last but not least, there's nothing like a yummy smell to help me go off to dreamland with a smile on my face. My new Scentsy burner should be coming this week and I can't wait to use the cucumber melon scent, especially at night. Now that I know the wax won't explode onto my ceiling, I can use it way more.

So, what about you? Any tricks or special things you need, or enjoy, while sleeping? Inquiring minds want to know.

Yahoo! A Pink Laptop For Me

Look at the fun laptop I just ordered. I'm so excited. My old one is about to retire (read: take a crap on me), so it's perfect timing. Plus, now I get to have a pink one...and as I've always said, the more pink, the better! :)

Be Afraid, Be Very Afraid

I'm grumpy. I don't know what's going on with me - perhaps my monthly bill is on its way, which would at least explain the pissy attitude. Yesterday I was so ready for the day to be over that I went to bed at like 7:30. Um, yeah. Shouldn't I have rolled out of bed happy and cheery today, ready to face the dreaded Monday? Instead, I'm ready to crawl back into my beloved bed and sleep more of the day away. I don't know why I'm so crabby. I got into that stupid fight with Mr. Can-No-Longer-Be-Named (that doesn't count, does it?) on Saturday night and have been ticked off ever since. Yesterday I went to the mall to buy new sunglasses and a cover for my phone and when I went to take my old cover thing off, part of it broke. Nice. Luckily the new iPhones are coming out soon, since the damage appears to be minimal (but still annoying). When I was out in public, I realized by no means should I be around other people, lest they feel the wrath of the pink, so I put myself to bed. I should've known yesterday was going to be a bad day. I'd been so looking forward to finally sleeping in (and I wasn't afraid to sleep all day, if need be), but then I got this terrible nosebleed early in the morning (freaking heat) and it wouldn't stop. I finally shoved a tampon up there (hey, it works) and kind of slept. But, really, how well can someone sleep with a tampon shoved up their neverending, bleeding nose? I'd say the nosebleed was comparable to the seven-hour nosebleed of last year (I think, or maybe it was the year before)...now that was scary. I lost so much blood I was totally lightheaded and drained of energy for a week. But I digress. At least it's a short week, right? My brothers are coming to town for the holiday and I'm excited to see them.

What Not To Wear

I almost forgot to mention the funniest sighting at the concert the other night. Check out the vest wearing man - um, wow. If my iPhone had a zoom function, you could see his super cool earring, as well. The scariest part was watching him pace back and forth in front of the stage - planning an attack, perhaps? Or, just trying to demonstrate his cutting edge fashion sense?
Before I cropped the picture of Vest Man, I noticed the look this girl is giving me. Doesn't it look like she wants to fight me? Let's go, lady. I'll take it outside with you (like I'm so tough). I'd slap those sunglasses right off your scowly, pruney face.

Happy Birthday, Debra!!!

Once upon a time, I met a lovely, long-haired girl at BYU who instantly bonded with me about boys, boys, and well, boys. :) Despite losing track of each other for far too many years, we were happily reacquainted (at Bunko of all places) and it's been nothing but a lovefest ever since. Debra is the only person I know who could organize an anthill and make things make sense. She plays a mean game of "Five Queens" (is that what it's called??), is the master of all things computer-related (her cards put me to shame), and is a wonderful wife and mother.Today is the birthday of my dear, sweet, vivacious friend, Debra, and I wanted to send her all the pink love in the world. Happy Birthday, Debra!!! :)

Monkey is a Concert Going Fool

Ruthie, Monkey, and I went to see the Ingrid Michaelson concert tonight, which was awesome. I always love seeing her live, especially considering she tried out a bunch of new stuff tonight.

Before the show, we went to Olive Garden for some dinner. Monkey wanted to try some Italian.

Monkey got tired from all the excitement this weekend and took a nap during the second half of the show.

Kiss My Grits

As I was driving home tonight, a song came on the radio (which was some easy listening channel for those of us who are close to 100 in age) that reminded of going to the skating rink when I was little. I'm not exactly sure which song it was, but it brought to mind the first time I asked a boy to couples skate with me in the fourth grade. When I asked if he'd like to skate and his response was, "With who?" OUCH! My point in bringing up that lovely story is from a young age I've had bad luck with men. I should've just learned to run far, far away.

Is there a full moon going on or something? This weekend seems to have brought out all the crazies. Before I left for the play last night, Stalker stopped by to hang out, but I was walking out the door. Then, after the show, I hung out with a new guy (I haven't thought of a name yet - perhaps Psycho?) who took me to a type of place I didn't even know existed in SLC (or anywhere in the world, for that matter). I don't want to shock anyone, so for the sake of common decency, let's just say that the type of place we went to rhymes with "finger's pub" and I've never felt like such a prude in my entire life. Luckily, we only stayed for like ten minutes, but a guy who was there actually told me to remember his name because I'd be screaming it later. Who says that? Ever? ICK!Today I got a call from Dead Man (otherwise known as the Neverending Ex) letting me know he's moved in with his girlfriend. Now, why do I want to hear about those type of things? I spent twenty years trying to domesticate the man, and it took her all of five seconds. I know, I know, we're not meant to be, there's other fish in the sea, blah blah blah, but it's annoying all the same.

One other nickname made a reappearance, but he made me so mad I'm never going to mention him again. I give up. Is there some sort of nunnery I can possibly join?

Top Three Postsecrets of the Day

Monkey Goes To Farmer's Market

This morning I was finally able to attend my beloved downtown Farmer's Market (which goes on from June to October every year). While there's tons of great stuff there (produce, arts/crafts, yummy salsa and honey, etc.), my favorite things to find are my blown glass necklaces.

I'm not going to lie to you - I completely worship them. I probably own at least, oh, five million necklaces already (slight exaggeration, but not by much), yet I can never get enough. Oh, and Monkey decided to hang out with their monkey...see, he's making friends!

The necklaces are made by my friend Travis, who I met a few years ago when I couldn't stop going to their booth. He and his wife, Allie (still newlyweds that met in Junior High - cute, huh?), have become great friends and I look forward to hanging out with them every week (plus, I get to see the new masterpieces Trav makes). They call me their best customer and I usually just hang out at the booth and help sell them (since I love them so much, I think everyone should have at least one).

Monkey Goes To The Theater

Last night I went to the theater (yes, I'm fancy) with McHeidi to see the traveling Broadway production of The Drowsy Chaperone. We decided that Monkey needed to have some culture, as well, so he came with us. The musical was SO funny. We didn't really know what to expect, but McHeidi scored free tickets, so we went to check it out. I'm so glad I went - we had a blast.

Before the show, we went to grab some chinese food at Cindy Lee's (or, as McBrian calls it, Cindy Ree's). Monkey got to meet Miss P and she LOVED him (but, then again, who doesn't?). Couldn't get enough. I think she would have gladly taken him home with her if we let her.

Pyper and Monkey

McHeidi

McBrian

Adventure Girl In The Making

So, the other day I bought a kayak at work. Yes, that's right, I said a kayak. I've always wanted to learn how to kayak and when I lived near the beach I always meant to take lessons, but I never did. So, now I own one. Granted, it's inflatable (so it won't take up a lot of space), and for two people, but I'm excited. I can't wait to use it. I think I'm going to take the tip from Shmegan and take it out on the lake (is it called a lake? It's really more of a pond) at Liberty Park (again, I told you all roads lead there). Do I need to do anything special to take it out there? Does anyone know? Do I have to have two people, or can I take it out by myself? I mean, it says it CAN accomodate two people, but I took that to mean that one person could maneuver it just fine. Perhaps these are things I should have checked out before my big $40 purchase.I've never really been an outdoorsy, adventure type girl, but maybe I should start. Perhaps I'll acquire all the things shown above and turn into a tough little cookie. Hey, it could happen.