double shots

I went to Starbucks to have some coffee and reading time before meeting with some girls. I am unsure as to why I do not do this more often because I really like coffee shop interactions. (And reading.) One time while at the same coffee shop with some friends a random lady came to our table and started telling us all about herself and the books we should read.

Anyway, today the barista asked me if I wanted an extra shot of espresso on the house. Maybe I looked extra hot, or extra tired. I declined while explaining that I used to do that sometimes in college and it would make me shaky and my friends could tell when I had had two shots vs. one. Maybe while I was explaining that I distracted him from my original answer (which was no) or maybe he wanted to see if I was telling the truth.

The fact that I thought about going back there to show him my shaky hands and fast/random talking action could be proof enough that my latte definitely had two shots of espresso.

grandpa is a funny man

Gpa: Tell me about Mr. Right, Krista.
Me: I would if I knew who he was, grandpa.
Gpa: I think you are holding out on us.
Me: (after laughing) You do, huh? Well I am not. I don't have any stories. (pause, then insert stories)
Gpa: Well, it's leap year.
Me: I don't know what that means.
Gpa: You don't know what leap year is?
Me: Well yes, but I do not know what it has to do with this conversation.
Gpa: When it is leap year girls can ask guys out. (Goes on to talk about the little archie comic and how this somehow relates to the fact that apparently for about 260 more days I can ask guys out.. which I won't. Or there is a certain day that I can ask them to marry me... which I definitely won't. Apparently this has something to do with Sadie Hawkins. I was a little surprised to realize Sadie Hawkins did not originate as a dance but as girls asking guys to marry them.)
Me: Oh. Would have you liked it if grandma asked you to marry her?
Gpa: Oh yea! Or Ginny Leunsoda.
Gma: You keep threatening me with Ginny.
Gpa: Actually, I think she might have died.

This is one reason why, only 1.5 hours away from home, I get home sick.

glimpsy poo

These are things I've thought about blogging about, yet haven't. Coming at you, all at once.

Why have the Olympics? I think we should make it worth something. Instead of having wars to see who can kill the most people before a country ops out, the country with the best gymnastics routine, skiing, and speed skating wins. Each country could get some sort of affirmation such as "best recovery from a wipe out." So far from what I have seen on TV tonight, Russia wouldn't be doing so well via ice skating.

This (just) reminded me of a card from FreshInk. The card talks about resolving all feuds via a dance off. I hope that Alex doesn't read this because I bought that card for her. I love those cards.

Sometimes I double tie my shoes on accident because the ratio of shoes I tie that need to be double knotted to those that don't is not in my favor.

News is almost always sad. I think that it would be possible to change society a bit if we had happy news too. Stop interrupting to tell me that a house randomly blew up unless you are also going to interrupt to tell me that a child just got adopted into a caring family.

I like iGoogle. A lot. I didn't even know what it was about 3 months ago. I don't like when my blog reader thing says that I have no unread blogs. I need more people to stalk, or the people I stalk should have more to say. I also like photos of the day. Here is one that I really liked.

Today after Mr. 3 pooped his pants at school and didn't tell me.. ever.. I asked him why and he said "I wanted it to be a surprise." This should give you a glimpse of what he is going to be like in a few years. It will be (for them) FUNNY, but challenging.

Do you think that a girl created the idea of a roller coaster as a fun simulation of the non-fun ride of her own emotions?

I heard once that you aren't supposed to put two spaces after a period anymore. Who cares enough to change something like that? I rebel! Count those spaces, meanie heads.

I might grow up to be a

philematologist... instead of whatever else I am going to grow up to be. (It's kind of a fun article. I wouldn't suggest reading it if you are lonely and don't have anyone to call for a random make out session.)

Today, after I found my Easter basket, I was happy to see one of these. If you haven't seen one in action yet you will probably "crap your pants." (Which suddenly isn't that funny of an expression.)

Mr. Noodle on Sesame Street kind of reminds me of my college chaplain, who is a really cool guy. I could also see Joel Brummel as Mr. Noodle. I'm not going to tell you who is who. See??!!

I told someone today that my new goal is to be Italian. Then I felt bad because I don't want to betray my family. I'll take up yodeling lessons to make up for it.

My jelly bean cow has been around for a long time. So have his jelly beans. I wouldn't eat them if I were you.

I went to the library and checked out a lot of books. I don't know if I will get to read them, but I want to. I do know that awhile ago I bought some books at Borders.. and I haven't read them yet. I also borrowed a book from my cousin Jodi. I haven't read it yet either.

No coat today, but no worries because snow is on its way.

off button

If I could tell my brain to turn off, I would say "turn off, brain." And then, of course, I would say thank you.

transferring transferors

I called a graduate school today because I was hoping to set up a visit.

The "switchboard operator" is really stupid. I think I am upset about it because I have transferred calls/worked with people before and I don't think it is that hard. I am also frustrated about it because I have to go through her to get to the department I want. It is the point of a switchboard, no?

Here are some other options I've come up with (since calling 2 more times didn't work).

*Search around website and find a number, call it on purpose but claim it as an accident, and ask them to transfer me to the department of social work.

*Call back and tell Liz how to do her job.

*Call back in a few hours and hope that she is a work study and someone else answers the phone that knows how transfer properly, or ask her when her shift is finished.

*Show up and poke her eye with my pinkie finger then, uh, go learn about the schools graduate school program. (Since kicking someone in the shin seems like appropriate behavior for someone trying to enter grad school.)

penny the dog

Before some of my challenges at work included:


Correcting backwards S's, twos, fives, and z's (someone could have been a bit more creative, I think)
Temper tantrums
Vegetables
Being on time
Hats, gloves, mittens, boots, coats
Fine motor skills
Finding the balance between "meaner" and good discipline
Etc.





Now they also include this:

It is a very cute (bladder infected) puppy, I agree.

forearms

Things that you use your forearm muscles for:

typing
pouring milk/other beverages
turning your steering wheel
writing
opening doors/other items

Things that hurt today:

typing
pouring milk/other beverages
turning your steering wheel
writing
opening doors/other items

Reasons why my forearms hurt:

I went rockclimbing. It was super. The sad thing is that if you asked these people (Charlie, Jon, Lynn) they would tell you that I really didn't climb that much.. so I probably shouldn't hurt. All the same, I might have to watch my trash talk at group tonight. Or not!