Well, I made the mistake of asking my grandma today if she was going to vote. She's always voted, and she's always voted Democrat, so I just thought I'd make conversation while we were in the car. My bad. Discussing politics with a 79 year old woman was a stupid idea. It partly made me sad, because it made me realize how old she's getting. It also made me frustrated because it made me feel like if you're too old to drive, you should be too old to vote. Here are some of the amusing highlights from the conversation...

1. Apparently Obama isn't "Americanized" enough to be the president.

"Why not?" I asked.
"Because he was born and raised in Hawaii."
"So that makes him un-Americanized?"
"Well, they just have a different way of doing things there".

Damn those Hawaiians and their crazy ways.

2. Apparently Obama is interested in helping only the black people of the world.

"He did a lot of good things for Chicago", I said
"Well, he did a lot for all the black people. Chicago is 95% black."

Holy cow! I must've missed it when all but 5% of the white people in Chicago were shipped out.

I love my grandma, but sometimes she's crazy. This might be the first year she's ever voted for a Republican presidential nominee.

my dream job.

I think I've figured it out. I would absolutely LOVE to be a tester for infomercial products. These ads always make the products seem so easy to use. I have a feeling, however, none of them are quite that easy. I just saw an ad for this Point 'n Paint. If it was really that easy to use, people would quit buying brushes, tape, sponges, and all that other crap you have to buy when you decide to paint anything. It looked like this guy stained a door in less than a minute. Amazing! And I've always liked watching the cleaning products, especially the ones you use in the bathtub, that are supposed to remove all the dirt, grime, even rust! You know, one second your bathroom looks like it belongs in a condemned building, the next, VOILA... it looks like a brand new bathroom.

I've never bought anything from an infomercial before. I have been told that the Furminator used to be advertised on TV, but I've never seen it. And if you have a dog that sheds and don't know what the Furminator is, you MUST educate yourself! It's absolutely the best thing ever. My mom told me about it, then within a few days of that, a client at work mentioned it as well. So I went out and bought one, spending almost $50 on the little gadget, only to find out later I could've gone to Amazon.com and spent $35. Oh well. This reminds me Hayden is due for a good Furminating session.

I like being old(er)...sometimes

It's 10:20 pm on a Friday night, and I'm at home. In bed. Watching Real Time with Bill Maher. And I am so okay with that. In my 20's, I would've been mortified to admit I was home on a weekend night with nothing to do. I would've been hitting the bar, charging too many vodka tonics on my Visa card, waking up the next morning, maybe not sure how I drove myself home. I would quite possibly be wearing some of the same clothing I had on the night before, makeup still on, smelling like stinky bar and cigarettes. I would wake up at noon (if I didn't have to work that morning), drive to either Sonic or Braum's for one of my traditional hangover meals, and watch TV on the couch until I was forced to get up for some reason. Ugh. I can't believe I used to eat hot dogs.

Like I said in my last blog, there's nothing I enjoy more than a few friends, a bottle of wine, a good meal, and fun conversation. Throw in a little chocolate for dessert, and it's pretty much a perfect night.

All this talk of wine... I'm going to have to make a trip to the liquor store tomorrow =)

And I just figured out you can spellcheck on here. Fantastic!

Is there a way you can change how you sign off on your posts? Like at the end of my posts, it says "posted by the sweetest girl you know". Some say "until next time" or stuff like that. I want mine to say "peace out". Or something besides "posted by".

what a great time!

Tonight I took a trip down memory lane with some old high school/work girls. Four other ladies, along with myself, had a great time reminiscing about our old days at Jake's Rib. Seeing as how it's been about 12 years since I've worked there, it has been almost that long since I've seen some of these girls! Thanks to Facebook, we all got connected a little while back, and finally made a dinner date. It's funny how you can go so long without seeing a group of people, but fall right into place with them as if no time has passed. Not to mention, it was just nice to get out of the house, away from the craziness of trying to settle into a new home. I miss going to dinners with my girls (and guys)... it seems like it doesn't happen as often anymore - at least not the "let's get together for no reason" dinners. Now it's more like "I'm having a birthday" dinner. I know I could probably be a little more proactive in planning things - I just hate being the one in charge. Maybe that could be one of my resolutions for 2009 =)

do I have to...

because I really waited too late, now I'm tired and I don't feel like blogging... (in tune with Scissor Sisters "I Don't Feel Like Dancin', just not as dancy).

All in all, it was a pretty good day. I had a cinnamon cream cheese danish for breakfast. Yum! Neil Diamond's "Forever in Blue Jeans" was the last song I heard before going to work, so I totally rocked it out during the last 3 minutes of my commute. I double-booked two clients, but it all worked out. I found out a new season of Friday Night Lights has already started. I got to watch Bill Maher tonight, because we have HBO for 3 months. There ya go, my day in a nutshell. Nighty night...

I'm tired of moving.

It really, truly, honestly is no fun at all. It feels like the most never-ending process I've ever had to endure. We have the kitchen/dining room, living room, bathrooms, and laundry room moved over. In the old house, we still have a loveseat and two big chairs, Clint still has his whole office, and all the stuff in the garage. People came today and set up the internet, but I don't know when we'll have cable. I'm having modern technology withdrawals. Why don't you just take my cell phone away from me and send me back to 1982? I need my cable!

Since we are in the midst of all this moving madness, we haven't had time to go to the grocery store and fill up the new refrigerator. Which means we've been getting a lot of fast food meals. And I'm not big on fast food meals. I'm really craving a big salad which fresh veggies, and maybe an organic orange from Dodson's. I'm pretty sure I've gained weight, and I feel like POOP! I'm tired, I have no energy, I just feel so lethargic. In an effort to "energize" myself, I've taken up diet Dr Pepper again. Ugh. Gross! If you've ever read Skinny Bitch, you know that diet soda is liquid satan. As soon as we can get to the store, I'm back to being healthy. And feel free to question me on a regular basis, I need all the ass-kicking I can get.

Okay, so to jog my memory for future blogs, I might try blogging about some of the following next time. This is kind of an idea I'm stealing from my really smart boyfriend.

1. What's happened to the traffic situation in Norman? It totally blows.

2. I am SO FRIGGIN' HAPPY that I'm not a teenager anymore. Was I ever really so obnoxious and annoying? And crazy?

3. My dog is really, truly the greatest creature on the face of the earth.

Let the chaos begin...

the chaos of moving, that is. Clint closed on the house this morning! And while he ran around town taking care of all of the utility transfers, and all of that fun stuff, I was at work. By the time I finally got home, at around 6:45, it was almost dark, but that didn't stop us from moving stuff in the new house! We got almost all of the bathroom stuff, a large chunk of the kitchen stuff, and all of our hanging clothes moved over. The kitchen stuff is pretty organized, the bathroom stuff not so much. Since I have to work tomorrow I'll just drive over there and get ready. As for right now, I'm falling asleep in my contacts and makeup. Hopefully, we'll get quite a bit of furniture moved tomorrow and we can sleep there tomorrow night. I'm pooped!!

So if you don't hear from me for a few days... I might be buried under a stack of boxes!