Is it possible to like too many Tumblr posts?
I don’t know if I’m just too generous or if you guys are just WAY too funny or share the same likes as me, but I have accumulated a TON of liked posts in the short time I’ve been on Tumblr.
But really. You guys are awesome. And I just thought you should know that.
And it’s not a crime to like someone’s (or everyone’s) posts, so spread some love today!
Minimum eyebrow-pluckage. Seriously.
However, I trimmed them this morning and realized that it’s been a little too long since the last time I did eyebrow maintenance.
My coworker is on the phone with Sinead O’Connor, not eight feet away from me.
Sometimes my job is surreal.
The lovely Kaitlin tagged me, so here are five random facts about me!
- I make noises. All. The. Time. Not just any noises, really random, weird and sometimes loud ones. I don’t know why I do it. Sometimes it’s to break awkward silences, sometimes it’s to show frustration at work, but often it’s just one of my ways to communicate. So far, nobody thinks I’m [too] crazy.
- I am a die-hard University of Michigan football fan (and other sports, but mostly football) despite never actually going to the college. My favorite story is that when my mom was pregnant with me (I am a September baby), they had their season tickets to the games moved back a few rows so she didn’t have to walk down as many stairs because she still wanted to attend the games. That’s commitment.
- I have a passport but have YET to use it. I know, I am appalled at myself.
- Pat Sajak is a member of the board of trustees at the conservative, little liberal arts college I attended in Michigan and I once got to shake his hand at one of our many fundraising galas (Bonus random fact: My college is one of the only colleges in the U.S. not to accept any federal funding). It took all my willpower not to scream “Wheel. Of. FORTUUUUNE!” whenever he walked by.
- My grandparents owned a farm where they raised angus beef cattle and I spent nearly every summer of my life helping bail hay (or at least riding on the tractor alongside my Grandpa) until I left Michigan in 2006. My grandparents are sadly both gone now, but those times spent on their farm are some of the fondest memories I have.
To find a beautiful blue and a lovely green nail polish.
I love this yellow, but now I want something even brighter.
Vie Society recommended a few (I like this one), but am wondering where I might find some more. I usually buy my polish from the drug store, but are there any other places you go to buy your color?
Oh, and I’m impatient, so I’d like to be able to buy it in store and not online :)
“My fellow Americans,
From this day forward, we will not allow you to produce children. Starting tomorrow, we will be breaking into your homes and performing abortions on everyone. And notice that I said everyone. It doesn’t matter if you’re pregnant or not; you are getting an abortion. Not able to have children? Doesn’t matter. 95-years-old? Abortion. Christian? Double abortion.
Thank you, and praise Allah.”
We must have the same friends.
And it was refreshing to know that they didn’t know what it was.
I just found out I got summoned for jury duty April 20. Which is meh (I REALLY hope it’s not a grand jury, because that’s 27 WHOLE DAYS of sitting in a trial). But Rachel reminded me of the Sex and the City episode where Carrie has to go to jury duty and the man next to her pulls a MANGO out of his briefcase. And now all I want to do is stuff a pineapple in my bag and pull it out when they ask me questions during jury selection.
That would be totally normal, right?
And I am looking forward to:
- Lots of hugs and TLC from my Mom
- A haircut that is quality, but not $500
- My dad’s jokes
- Shopping trips with my mom
- Coffee date with my Dad
- An Easter sermon from my church’s minister
- Seeing my extended family
- Driving my own car
- Catching up on sleep!
Needless to say, I can’t wait to go home to Michigan, even if it’s only for a weekend!