The House Rules - Christian Kane

We interrupt on-line Boston freaking registration *&^$#*~%$@# [the 42 time filling in all the blanks is a charm?!] to crack a few funnies . . . .

No. 407: When we ask you how we look, you lose points every time you answer with "fine."


No. 384: It's not that we like the flowers themselves, it's that the flowers mean you're thinking about us. And we love that.

No. 494: We kind of wish we could chest-bump, too.

No. 154: Never underestimate the power of a kiss on the head.

No. 634: When we are truly angry, we go silent. That is your opportunity to apologize, or run. Neither will save you.

No. 584: "Business casual": Easy for you, but bewildering for us.

No. 374: Even we know this: The craziest girls are the ones who seem the most normal at first.
No. 495: We still like being asked on a proper date.

No. 841: Even if we look sad, don't tell us that we look depressed.

No. 934: Nothing is quite as comforting as a big, man hug. Safe, warm, firm, but yielding.

No. 455: We always want dessert. We always want you to order dessert. What we never want is for you to ask us if we want dessert. It's redundant.

No. 444: Replacing the roll of toilet paper counts as one of those "little things" that we love.

No. 914: Putting dishes in the sink doesn't count as doing the dishes

No. 417: No matter how much we love you we will never care what level you've gotten to in Call of Duty.

No. 204: "Chuck Norris would do it" is not an excuse for bad behavior.

No. 148: We like safe drivers. High-speed chases only impress us when they involve Jason Statham.
No. 724: We are really more forgiving after fights than we let on.

No. 472: In regards to shirt buttons, here's our advice: one open, you're fine, two open, you're cutting it close, three or more and you look like you belong on Tool Academy.

No. 946: It's true: We always want to be your top priority.  Always.

No. 224: Electronics clipped to your pants are sexy only if you're Batman, Superman, or any other kind of man who needs them to save lives, not send e-mail


No. 249: We love hearing about your family. Even when it's boring, it's good to know you think about them

No. 847: When we slam the door, it means come in.  Duh.

So now you [men] have no excuses.

Happy Freaking Monday.
;)

Cry or laugh?

You decide.



[a w e s o m e]

So did you laugh or did you cry?

Both?  Liar.

Blitzkrieg Bop - R A M O N E S

Awesome song.

So yesterday at 3:16pm.

I freaking got these [yes, freaking]:

O M Gosh.

Immediately, put the black one on.

Then emailed "Ron" .  Saying something like this:

"HOLY FREAKING CRAP.   I am so happy.


Thank you.


Thank you.


Thank YOU!


My 10 year old thinks I've lost it, [probably have] but . . . . I am so excited.


THANK YOU SO VERY VERY MUCH!!
Just in time - have one on already [no shock there] off to the gym. YAY me!


Thank you!

Emz"

* * * *  * * *  * * * *


 and off to the gym I went . . . . . feeling pretty sweet.

Woke up this morning and ran this far in the pink "Ramones" like one.

I may be converted to t-shirts.

I mean seriously.

These.
Shirts.
Rock.

Hmmmmm, I wonder if he can make one of these into a bra top?

"It's All I can Do" - Cars

It's all I can do. [random fact posts]

But this time I was asked to.  Thanks "Goose" for the Versatile Blogger award.

[funny fact . . . google "versatile blogger" then go to the Images tab ---- enjoy.  You can thank me later.  So funny.  Okay, probably just didn't get out today but it cracked me up.]

I liked this one best.

Versatile?!  Not so sure.

Anyway.

Seven more tender, juicy bits of knowledge about me you [never] wanted to know.

1.  I hate this crease on my arm.  I sleep with my arm under the Pita's pillow [which HE hates, hates, hates] so that the crease won't get creas-ier.

2.  My mom is famous.  Here's their blog.  One day I'll convert her to blogspot.  Seriously, millions of cookbooks sold.  Remember cookbooks?  Those recipe book things we used to use before foodnetwork[dot]com was invented.

3.  I own one necklace.  It was a gift.  Haven't worn it for about four years.

4.  Sorry, to all my tri-guys out there . . . Biker shorts on men [unless they are on the bike 100% of the time they are wearing them] make me c r i n g e . 
[Anyone see "Modern Family" Wednesday night?  Nuff said.]

5.  I [now] love that my birthday is in early January.  I just start my celebration on  New Years Eve and it lasts a solid 7 days.  Works for me!  I'm thinking I'll make it last until after Rock N' Roll AZ this year, what's an extra week and a half?!

6.  My name is Emz and I'm addicted to Costco.

7.  I still have lead stuck in the palm of my hand from 4th grade.

JC - the boy I liked for about 4 years, stuck me with it [accident].  Hurt like crap.  I remember sitting there thinking awesome.  Completely awesome. 

Hmmmmmm, who to tag?!

* Julie @ Hotlegs Runner.  I just love saying, "hotlegs"
* Karen R @ Glass Slippers.  I mean look at that shoe.
* Q @ Q on the Move. The man puts screws in his shoes.  no joke.

"When The Deal Goes Down" - BD

guilty.

I'm selfish.

I often find myself making "deals" with others.  Business "deals" - those seem to be the easy ones [re: my work/business].  Family "deals" get slightly trickier. 

You know, like this, "Mom if I remove your dead toenail - you have to pick up the dog's poop for two days." 

OR

"If you let me stay up 20 more minutes - I'll rub your feet for 5 of those minutes".

This "dealing" often reminds meof a show I used to watch almost daily.  "Let's Make A Deal" [with Monty Hall].

I loved everything about this show.  The weirdness.  The suspense.  The selfishness of the players.  They may already have a new car in curtain #1 but they sit there really stressing about how curtain #3 may have something better.  Ya, like a 187 year old camel.

Low point.  Yesterday.  When [can't believe I am going to admit this but . . ] I actually found myself proposing a "deal" - wait for it.  wait for it. . . .  with God.  Yep, you read that right.  The thought/prayer went up something like this [sorry if this is hard to follow, but it's the honest truth]

"....if You can please help me with my "A" [wait that doesn't sound right]."

started again.

"....If You help me with my #1 then I'll do #2 [wait, that sounds even worse]."

[self slap.  Emz, stay focused.]

"....if You help me with XYZ then I'll make sure I take care of ABC that I've been putting off."

and before I could get to my next thought my eyes poped open.

Really Emz?!  Really?!

He scratches your back and you'll scratch HIS?  Get a clue Lady . . . . He is already scratching.  Ya, for like 30 something years.  Feel it.  Realize it.  Be grateful for it.

[Note to self.]

A few less deals in life, may be a really good thing.  I truly, don't feel like I ask a lot of others.  But when I do . . . why are they always in "deal" format?

So please feel free to call me out on this, if I do it.

deal?

"Ramble On" - LZ

Ten Things Tuesday

1.  I love high-fives

2.  Six days until I register for this:

3.  The Pita's hands may be big but "J"'s hands are especially tiny.

4.  And her pinkie may be even tinier . . . [yes, I thought it was a little funny]

5.  Miles for today, ehhhh, I'lll take it

6.  Scored a sweet "Ladies Technical Vest" from Barefoot Neil Z's 10*10*10 Virtual race.  Completely awesome. 
7.  Pita came home with this for me Saturday.  Left me a little confused.

* I tried 74 times to fix it/turn it - I give up.*
 [ok, ok, that's not rare but . . ] he said, "I just need to fit the word "running" in there somewhere."  Sorry, can not print/type my reply.......I swear, he even thought it was funny though.

8.  Fun night Saturday night celebrating "S"'s birthday.  Yes, the guy behind us to the left [wait was that Kovas?!] was super creepy.

[ummm, ya, just realized I photo shopped him out - wise move by me.]
9.  Why is [most] everyone waiting until 2012 to do Boston?!  Just curious.  Well, I'm not - so take that --- all eleven zero people that care.

10.  Reason # 812 that a ten year old should not have a cell phone.

Your mom is the only one who wants to talk to you knows your number.
Reason #813 - - she never answers the bloody phone.

Run This Town

So I signed up for this yesterday.

So who's comin'?

Come on!

If it was this much fun last year:

WHY NOT?!

Trying to put together a little "meet-up" party. [Friday, January 14th or whenever we can get the most people out!]

Leave a comment or email me.  Let me know if you are coming!

And Ummmm Happy Canadian Turkey Day?!  I have a [blonde] story about this but . . . maybe another day.