Oh my God I don't think this past weekend could have gotten any crazier. Let's see…
Times I left the house…1
Times I got out of my pajamas…0
Times the dog* looked at me like "God this is boring"…4700
I was sick. Again. I know it's shocking since I am the pillar of good health and wellness. But it's true. I contracted some effed up form of the flu and was stuck inside the house the entire weekend.
The only good thing about it is that I was able to do some soul searching. Here are the jaw-dropping revelations I made about myself:
I am anti-fevers. I've decided they completely suck, and I will no longer support their agenda. I know-it's a hard line to draw, but if I don't have my beliefs then I don't have anything.
I will make out with and marry Maxalt, my new migraine medicine. It is so damn good. I might pull a Matthew Perry and become addicted. I can't believe I just made fun of Matthew Perry-my lovely Chandler Bing. I'm sorry, Matthew/Chandler. But I mean seriously, you guys, that guy loves his prescription drugs.
I am a football movie whore. Seriously I love football movies so effing much it's not even funny. I have this problem where if I pass a channel that is playing "Friday Night Lights" I have to stop. I HAVE TO STOP. It's not an option for me. Mmm…football players. I loooove football players. My sister and I have always been suckers for football players. Oh and track stars-sorry, Drew. Go track!
I will watch VH1's "I Love the…" series any day of the week. This weekend it was "I Love the 70's Part 2". And it was amazing. Those shows are laugh out loud funny. It's nostalgia overload, and the people they get to do the commentary are perfect. I especially loved this guy-a 6'5" 300lb black man-freaking out about how much he loved the movie "Hair". When he admitted that he had the soundtrack you could hear the entire television crew laughing. Awesome stuff.
Yeah so that's pretty much all I learned about myself. Pretty deep stuff, huh? Give me a break-how deep can I go when all I did this weekend was feel like crap and drink Raspberry Diet Rite. Oh! Another revelation…
I love Raspberry Diet Rite. A lot.
*I didn't get a dog. I'm watching my parents' dog. He is awesome. And bored with me.
P.S. I don't want to get anyone's hopes up, but…let's just say there are currently some emails going around about planning our next holiday tree committee meeting. That's all I'm saying.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Out of control
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I, too, am a sucker for football movies Sarah. I think "Remember the Titans" is one of my favorite movies!
I'm not any kind of name dropper, but when you mentioned Friday Night Lights, I went back in time to 1989. I dated the real Don Billingsly in college a few months freshman year. He was a sophomore majoring in mass communications.I was a pysch major. He went to podunk East Central University in Ada, OK. Unfortunately, I introduced him to his wife. (Note to self: NEVER do that kind of thing AGAIN!) I shit you not. Oh how times have changed though. He sells insurance in Carollton, TX. Friday Night Lights rocks, but the book tells the whole story. (He is still a hottie...but married now with 2 kids, I think.)
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