Public Transportation

This morning as I stood in the rain with my umbrella waiting for the bus I realized I was singing "Belly Up to the Bar" in my head. Do you know this song? You can watch this clip if you don't. But, fast forward to 3:14 if you want to just watch the "Unsinkable Molly Brown" part. The line that kept going in my head was, "Ooonly drink when you're all alone or with somebody else! Belly Up! Belly Up to the bar boys! Better loosen your belts!"

So I'm standing there waiting for the bus with "Belly Up to the Bar" stuck in my head and I'm having the urge to dance around. Maybe the fact that I'm wearing a dress that has a full skirt, with boots made me feel like Molly in the bar scene, I don't know. But I wanted to full on dance and sing that song at the top of my lungs. (You'll be disappointed to know I didn't.)

Anyway, I'm standing there waiting for the bus. I realize that the bus is not only late, but I haven't seen any of the other buses come by and I'm wondering if there was some kind of bus strike or something and if I was going to have to go home and beg my roommate to take me to the Metro Stop. Right as I'm thinking this I see the 10A come up. (Now, the 10A will take me to a Metro Stop, it will also take about twenty bus stops longer to get there than the 10E. My problem is, the 10A and the 10E come to different bus stops. They're close together, but not quite close enough that it's a quick cross the street or something.)

So, quick recap: 10A at stoplight. I decide real fast that I don't want to wait for the 10E. I start running.

There I am, running down the sidewalk trying to keep my umbrella steady my red tight-ed legs going as fast as they can since I DO NOT want to miss this bus, when I see the 10E pull up behind the 10A. I stop and quickly turn around and run back to the bus stop.

Ok, I know buses have windows, and I know people don't have anything to do when stopped at a red light but look out the windows, but in my mind, I was pretty sure no one saw my dorky little sprint down the street, about face, and run back. Nope, no so. I get on the bus and see a guy who's frequently on it and he comments on my little run to the bus. I had figured that at least no one on my bus would see me. (Maybe the 10A, but definitely not the 10E.) Then I find out that other friends were on the 10A and they saw me run to the bus too.

Great.

So this morning I provided two entire buses with entertainment this morning with my split second decision making skills.

Clutz

I just did three really clutzy things within the span of 15 minutes. All of which were unfortunately enjoyed by me and me alone.

1. I'm really busy today (except for the 5 minutes I'm taking to write this post) and had to run down to get lunch really fast and eat it at my desk. So, as I'm getting off the elevator, I trip. I don't know how you trip on flat ground, but I did.
2. I eat my lunch quickly and run back to the copy machine to make about 300 copies of a huge binder for three other people. I'm in the midst of copying when I look down and I have a full on dribble of sauce from my sandwich running down the buttons of my white button-up shirt.
3. Since I made so many copies I used all the paper and had to refill it. I opened a new reem of paper and practically slice my pointer finger off. There were blood spots on the brand new paper.

Anyway, I thought I'd share. They were funny at the time, but now my foot really hurts from my stubbed toe. And I have to go clean my shirt. And I can't type without feeling my paper cut.

Gosh. Life is tough!

Ugly Naked Men

Have you seen Friends? Watch this video if you want a refresher and a laugh:

Well, we're in NYC this weekend staying with two dear girls, Erin and Andrea, who have kindly let us stay in their apartment despite being out of town. Last night while looking out the window I found myself looking at the bare-naked butt of a random stranger. And I felt like I was on Friends and staring at Ugly Naked Guy. I ran away from the window saying, "He's naked! He's naked!"

Then we all had a good laugh and were awkward for feeling like Peeping Tammys.

Gone.

I decided to remove my "rings" post.

Singledom and Dogs

(This is Ellie in our family backyard. Photo compliments of Emma.)

So, I promised a post about rings I like but I'm having technical difficulties and thought I'd share another thought first.

I love weddings. And I love things that surround it. But I sometimes don't think that my own wedding will happen as soon as I'd like. Last week, I had a friend from my mission offer to be my "back-up" if I wasn't married by 40. I might have to take him up on it at the rate I'm going! (That makes me sound like I'm desperate, or distraught that I'm not married yet, I'm really not! I couldn't have done all the things I've done if I was married, but the thought is always there in the back of my mind. I'm 25 and I'm not even close to getting married...)

Yesterday on my run I thought, “If I don’t get married by the time I’m 32, I’m getting a dog. “ Then I thought, “and since I'll be alone and having to work I’ll have to get a dog walker… I bet someone in the single's ward would do it..." I think it’s a great idea.

Buuuut I hope I find someone to love and someone to be loved by before then.

And then WE can get a dog!

Absolute Productivity

I had a VERY productive weekend. Here is what I accomplished:

1. Initial cleaning of room. Remember when I posted about THIS? Well, I got home from work Wednesday and my new room was so much worse than that ever was! How could it be worse? It was, believe you me! My new room is bigger, so there is more room to have clothes strewn about. But in my defense, I didn't have a dresser and didn't have anywhere to put my things. (But, I really did look at my room and think that someone must have gone through my closet and thrown everything all over the room!)
2. Got my new lamps put together
3. Put together my new five drawer black dresser I bought Thursday night at IKEA. Want to see which one? Go HERE.
4. Listened to General Conference while I cleaned and put together. It was wonderful.
5. Had people over for soup. I made Thai Pumpkin. I found the recipe HERE a long time ago (long time ago meaning before my mission) and have been wanting to try it again. But, on a side note, as I searched for the recipe for my link I think I found some other ones that could be better. That's because if I ever see anything with coconut in it I'm inclined to think it will be absolutely delightful. I might try THIS one or THIS one in the future.
6. Dance party while we did the dishes. New guilty pleasure song: Party in the USA
7. Watched Some Like It Hot with my roommates.
8. Cleaned, cleaned, cleaned my room. I put the clothes from the box (a BIG box) my mom sent away in my dresser or moved clothes from the closet into the dresser. I washed sheets and clothes. I swept the floor too.
9. Rearranged the paintings on my walls
10. Cleaned the bathroom
11. Folded my clean laundry

I would say it sounds like a productive weekend. Pictures to come of my room when I have it where I want. (But unfortunately I didn't take a "before" picture.) On my to-do-list now? Find a chair, chaise or some kind of seating furniture. It's going to be great.

HUH??

I woke up this morning with a plugged ear.

I figured I just had an excessive amount of ear wax or something gross like that. So I tried to clean it out with a Q-tip. Nothing. It was clean.

I feel like I'm under water. And I feel like I have to talk extra loud so I can hear myself. (I really hope I'm talking normal though.)

But the problem is I still can't hear and it's the ear that faces the front of my desk. So when people come to talk to me I have to turn my whole head so I can listen, so I don't look at them as say "huh?"

Major problem.

But, I'm feeling more for all those who are hard of hearing.

I give you my sympathy!