I've been feeling sick to my stomach ever since lunchtime. I guess it could be that I ate something that didn't agree with me, but more likely it's because I just filled my car up with gas and it cost me $60.01. In the grand scheme of things, $60.01 isn't a lot when compared to the price of a house or a nose job, but when I compare it to the cost of a lot of other things I start to feel ill. Especially when I consider that I could be putting that $60 toward some wedding costs. It is 15% of the remaining balance of my wedding dress. It could buy almost one place setting of china from my gift registry. I could get my hair cut and colored for the same amount, and it would last substantially longer. The list goes on, and I should probably stop complaining since the person that pumped before me left their receipt and I saw that they spent $97.29. And I thought that buying a sporty Korean family sedan would save me money. Who knew?Monday, June 30, 2008
Caught between a rock and a hard place
I've been feeling sick to my stomach ever since lunchtime. I guess it could be that I ate something that didn't agree with me, but more likely it's because I just filled my car up with gas and it cost me $60.01. In the grand scheme of things, $60.01 isn't a lot when compared to the price of a house or a nose job, but when I compare it to the cost of a lot of other things I start to feel ill. Especially when I consider that I could be putting that $60 toward some wedding costs. It is 15% of the remaining balance of my wedding dress. It could buy almost one place setting of china from my gift registry. I could get my hair cut and colored for the same amount, and it would last substantially longer. The list goes on, and I should probably stop complaining since the person that pumped before me left their receipt and I saw that they spent $97.29. And I thought that buying a sporty Korean family sedan would save me money. Who knew?
Tagged... Brought to You by the Number 5
Things I did today:
1) Woke up at 5:15 am to Billy Joel's "Uptown Girl" playing loudly in some part of my house (not happy).
2) Ran out of clean towels, so I did a load of laundry when I woke up at 5:15 am.
3) Worked hard to finish stuff up at work before the end of the month.
4) Plan on going to the gym after work.
5) Plan on spending quality time with my honey after the gym.
Snacks I enjoy:
1) Smoked gouda with apples ("Gouda's my favorite!").
2) Hummus on crackers
3) Almonds
4) Churros
5) Carrots
Five things I would do if I suddenly became a billionaire:
1) Pay off debt.
2) Buy a huge, awesome house that cleans itself.
3) Travel the world.
4) Invest it in property and buy stock in companies like Pepsi because, apparently, Pepsi is very big in China, and China is where it's at.
5) Donate some to charity.
Five places I've lived:
1) Los Angeles, CA
2) Provo, UT
3) Dusseldorf, Germany (but only temporarily for work)
4) Don't have a 4th
5) Don't have a 5th
Five jobs I've held:
1) Office assistant for an oral surgeon (gross!)
2) Custodial at BYU's Heritage Halls
3) Jamba Juice
4) Nanny
5) Too many more to list
Five things people don't know about me:
1) I like the smell of skunk.
2) Back in the day when 21 Jump Street was all the rage, I planned to marry Johnny Depp.
3) I love the 80s and sometimes wish we could go back. Ronald Reagan was president, gas was cheap, and hair was big. Good times.
4) I wish I were bootylicious like Beyonce.
5) There was this one time, I stayed up way past midnight.
Five people I tag:
1) Mal
2) Chit Chatt
3) Forever Laym
4) Tenth in line
5) Melissa
1) Woke up at 5:15 am to Billy Joel's "Uptown Girl" playing loudly in some part of my house (not happy).
2) Ran out of clean towels, so I did a load of laundry when I woke up at 5:15 am.
3) Worked hard to finish stuff up at work before the end of the month.
4) Plan on going to the gym after work.
5) Plan on spending quality time with my honey after the gym.
Snacks I enjoy:
1) Smoked gouda with apples ("Gouda's my favorite!").
2) Hummus on crackers
3) Almonds
4) Churros
5) Carrots
Five things I would do if I suddenly became a billionaire:
1) Pay off debt.
2) Buy a huge, awesome house that cleans itself.
3) Travel the world.
4) Invest it in property and buy stock in companies like Pepsi because, apparently, Pepsi is very big in China, and China is where it's at.
5) Donate some to charity.
Five places I've lived:
1) Los Angeles, CA
2) Provo, UT
3) Dusseldorf, Germany (but only temporarily for work)
4) Don't have a 4th
5) Don't have a 5th
Five jobs I've held:
1) Office assistant for an oral surgeon (gross!)
2) Custodial at BYU's Heritage Halls
3) Jamba Juice
4) Nanny
5) Too many more to list
Five things people don't know about me:
1) I like the smell of skunk.
2) Back in the day when 21 Jump Street was all the rage, I planned to marry Johnny Depp.
3) I love the 80s and sometimes wish we could go back. Ronald Reagan was president, gas was cheap, and hair was big. Good times.
4) I wish I were bootylicious like Beyonce.
5) There was this one time, I stayed up way past midnight.
Five people I tag:
1) Mal
2) Chit Chatt
3) Forever Laym
4) Tenth in line
5) Melissa
Monday, June 23, 2008
Just get me to the church... er, temple... on time!
The post you've all been waiting for. It finally happened, Rob and I are getting married!!! And I've got the pictures to prove it. We went to LA over the weekend so that Rob could meet my parents and ask my dad if he could marry me. I was so worried that my family wouldn't like him, but more worried that he wouldn't like them. We're kind of a weird bunch, so I thought it likely that he might just run in the other direction when he met them. I couldn't be more pleased that my family likes him and he likes them. My nephew especially likes him. All weekend he kept asking me if Robert was going to be part of the family and if Robert was going to be his uncle. Last night before he went to bed he gave me a hug and then went over to Robert and gave him a hug and said "I'll miss you." I guess he's not going to miss me. He better remember what side his bread is buttered on if he knows what's good for him.I was really worried for Robert to talk to my dad, so I gave him every possible scenario before we went to LA. I was surprised, but not surprised at my dad's answer. "She's old enough to make her own decisions. Actually, it's probably better because she'll be your problem now." Gotta love dads. But seriously, that's just my dad's way of doing things. All weekend I wasn't quite sure what he was thinking. He finally told me last night that he was happy for me. And of course my mom is excited.
Since I was expecting the proposal this weekend, I was going over every possibility in my head. My first guess was that he would do it at the beach but he didn't seem to be fidgety or weird while we were there, and I felt like he had multiple opportunities to have already done it, so I started thinking he would do it at the Griffith Park Observatory. Right as the sun was almost completely behind the Malibu part of the Santa Monica Bay, he turned his back to me, but I still wasn't thinking he would do it then. All of a sudden, he was on one knee asking me to marry him. He'll say that I answered before he even asked, but he's full of it - I waited for the full question. I got really embarrased because there were a lot of people on the beach that night due to the blazing hot weather over the weekend. As I looked around, I noticed that no one was even paying attention.
Life is great now that I am engaged... there's a lot of pressure off because now I can talk about it and make plans freely; however, I've noticed that everyone has come out of the woodwork with suggestions for how we should do the wedding. It's nice that everyone wants to help, but a little overwhelming, too. I'm going to try really hard not to be a bridezilla. If I am, please forgive me and know that I'll be back to normal by September.
I've always heard that when you meet the right one that things just fall into place... and they have. I feel really blessed to be marrying such a wonderful man and am looking forward to a great life with him. He's pretty great!
Friday, June 13, 2008
TGIF... sort of
Friday afternoons from about 2pm to 5pm are the worst time ever!!! Especially on the Fridays where we have a company potluck and we all just sit around eating lunch, leaning back in our chairs and telling cat stories. We really did that today. I heard some scary cat stories, which are making me feel totally not jazzed about having a cat as a pet. I did hear that spray bottles are indespensible and you can put your cat in "time out" if it is naughty. Sounds like good times. I digress... my point is that it is hard to work when you have a full belly and you've been sitting around for 90 minutes just shootin' the breeze. I think that we should just be able to go home after occasions such as this.
We all went back to our desks around 2, and I was really dreading getting back to work, when I opened up MSN.com and saw that Tim Russert, of "Meet the Press" fame, died today. I announced it, figuring that we could spend at least 15-20 minutes discussing the event, but all I got was "who's that?" and "hmm, that's sad." Dang it! I guess I tried.
People around this place have too good of a work ethic. I miss the old Symantec days where the office cleared out around 2, and anyone left after that was either a sucker or worked in Sales Support - I exclude all of you SSC peeps from the "sucker" category because I realize that you just don't have the option of leaving early. One time, I left work early and decided to catch an afternoon matinee and ran into the CFO. He didn't say "why are you at the movie at 3pm when you should still be at work." He was like, "hey, nice to see you here. What show are you here to see? Well, awesome! You'll have to tell me about it on Monday." People at Connect PR stay late on Friday. I'm not down with that. And I feel guilty for not staying late just because there are a lot of people who do. Overachievers, all of them!!!
So, this is my pity party. I hate Friday afternoons, blah, blah, blah. If you'd like to join, I have one every Friday afternoon from 2-5pm. Same Bat time, same Bat channel.
P.S. I made Martha Stewart's Creamy Lemon Squares for the potluck today. I have one word... notworthit. That's all one word.
We all went back to our desks around 2, and I was really dreading getting back to work, when I opened up MSN.com and saw that Tim Russert, of "Meet the Press" fame, died today. I announced it, figuring that we could spend at least 15-20 minutes discussing the event, but all I got was "who's that?" and "hmm, that's sad." Dang it! I guess I tried.
People around this place have too good of a work ethic. I miss the old Symantec days where the office cleared out around 2, and anyone left after that was either a sucker or worked in Sales Support - I exclude all of you SSC peeps from the "sucker" category because I realize that you just don't have the option of leaving early. One time, I left work early and decided to catch an afternoon matinee and ran into the CFO. He didn't say "why are you at the movie at 3pm when you should still be at work." He was like, "hey, nice to see you here. What show are you here to see? Well, awesome! You'll have to tell me about it on Monday." People at Connect PR stay late on Friday. I'm not down with that. And I feel guilty for not staying late just because there are a lot of people who do. Overachievers, all of them!!!
So, this is my pity party. I hate Friday afternoons, blah, blah, blah. If you'd like to join, I have one every Friday afternoon from 2-5pm. Same Bat time, same Bat channel.
P.S. I made Martha Stewart's Creamy Lemon Squares for the potluck today. I have one word... notworthit. That's all one word.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
I'd like to order a BLT... hold the T
I don't like tomatoes. I've never liked tomatoes. I have ordered a BLT minus the T, which has often brought on a few funny looks from restaurant servers, but what do I care? It's not like I'm ordering a cheeseburger without the cheese, because that would just be a hamburger. Since there's no BL option, I have to order a BLT minus the T. I've actually been kind of happy with the ban on tomatoes because when I order food that normally has tomatoes on it I don't have to tell the server that I don't want the tomato. If there are no tomatoes, I don't have to refuse them.
And what's with restaurants thinking that because you don't want tomato that you must want extra onions? Is there a height requirement on sandwiches and burgers that is breached when you take out a tomato? I went to lunch at a friend's house today and we decided that we would get Subway sandwiches since the footlongs are only $5 - such a deal, and there were so many onions on them that my eyes were watering from the next room. So not only do I have to ask for no tomato, I have to ask that they don't put extra onions on because I've asked for no tomato. And the cycle continues because if you ask for no tomato and limited onions, they put more pickles on. I guess I just can't win.
I blame my parents, of course, for my dislike of tomatoes. They would make me go out to the garden and pick tomatoes for our salads every single night, and there were worms on the plants. I'm not down with worms. It must have had a psychological impact on me, seeing the worms, and not wanting to eat the tomatoes. You may be wondering if I stay away from all tomatoes. No. I like tomato products, just not raw tomatoes... unless they're cut up real small and I can't taste them and I can't feel the slimy texture.
So I know that some of you will read this post and you're going to comment on how it's "un-American" to not like tomatoes. I have this to say to you: "brownies and mushrooms."
Since I'm talking about foods I don't like, I might as well add milk to the mix. I love me some dairy products, but there is nothing that grosses me out more than a glass of milk unaccompanied by peanut butter, chocolate, cake, or cookies. I like to drink milk with cookies, cake, brownies and peanut butter sandwiches, but I have to carefully meter the amount of milk-to-bite so that I don't run out of bites before the milk is gone. That's just how it works for me. I do eat milk with my cereal, so I'm not totally weird.
I know that this is a pretty lame post, but someone reminded me today that I haven't posted in a week, so I thought I should grace my precious readers with a little tid-bit. As soon as I have something more awesome to write about, I will.
A lot of you have also been asking for pictures of me and my beau. Here's the sitch... in the pictures that we've taken, either he looks good and I don't or I look good and he doesn't. So, naturally, I can't post any pictures that don't make me look good. I would never do that to myself. And I don't want to post any pictures where he doesn't look good because I need everyone to see how really, really, ridiculously good looking he is. So, until we both decide to be photogenic on the same day, you won't be seeing any pictures. He really does exist, I promise!
And what's with restaurants thinking that because you don't want tomato that you must want extra onions? Is there a height requirement on sandwiches and burgers that is breached when you take out a tomato? I went to lunch at a friend's house today and we decided that we would get Subway sandwiches since the footlongs are only $5 - such a deal, and there were so many onions on them that my eyes were watering from the next room. So not only do I have to ask for no tomato, I have to ask that they don't put extra onions on because I've asked for no tomato. And the cycle continues because if you ask for no tomato and limited onions, they put more pickles on. I guess I just can't win.
I blame my parents, of course, for my dislike of tomatoes. They would make me go out to the garden and pick tomatoes for our salads every single night, and there were worms on the plants. I'm not down with worms. It must have had a psychological impact on me, seeing the worms, and not wanting to eat the tomatoes. You may be wondering if I stay away from all tomatoes. No. I like tomato products, just not raw tomatoes... unless they're cut up real small and I can't taste them and I can't feel the slimy texture.
So I know that some of you will read this post and you're going to comment on how it's "un-American" to not like tomatoes. I have this to say to you: "brownies and mushrooms."
Since I'm talking about foods I don't like, I might as well add milk to the mix. I love me some dairy products, but there is nothing that grosses me out more than a glass of milk unaccompanied by peanut butter, chocolate, cake, or cookies. I like to drink milk with cookies, cake, brownies and peanut butter sandwiches, but I have to carefully meter the amount of milk-to-bite so that I don't run out of bites before the milk is gone. That's just how it works for me. I do eat milk with my cereal, so I'm not totally weird.
I know that this is a pretty lame post, but someone reminded me today that I haven't posted in a week, so I thought I should grace my precious readers with a little tid-bit. As soon as I have something more awesome to write about, I will.
A lot of you have also been asking for pictures of me and my beau. Here's the sitch... in the pictures that we've taken, either he looks good and I don't or I look good and he doesn't. So, naturally, I can't post any pictures that don't make me look good. I would never do that to myself. And I don't want to post any pictures where he doesn't look good because I need everyone to see how really, really, ridiculously good looking he is. So, until we both decide to be photogenic on the same day, you won't be seeing any pictures. He really does exist, I promise!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
ABCs of Jenny from the Block
A- Attached or Single? Attached
B- Best Friend? Mom and Robyn (Robert is ascending the ladder)
C- Cake or Pie? Chocolate cake
D- Day of Choice? Friday
E- Essential Item? Burt's Bees Lip Balm
F- Favorite Color? Pink
G- Gummy Bears or Worms? Gummy Bears
H- Hometown? Los Angeles
I- Favorite Indulgence? Mani/pedis
J- January or July? January - I'd much rather be cold than hot. You can always put more clothes on, but only so many you can take off.
K- Kids? None right now.
L- Life isn't complete without? The gospel... and Barefoot Contessa
M- Marriage date? I don't know
N- Number of brothers and sisters? 3 sisters
O- Oranges or Apples? Apples
P- Phobias and Fears? Snakes and never getting married or having children
R- Reason to smile? Life - I am so blessed in so many ways!
S- Season of choice? Fall - not too hot, not too cold, all you need is a light jacket.
T- Tag three people? Awallz, Chit Chatt, Forever Laym
U- Unknown fact about me? My IQ is 113 - very average
V- Vegetable? Carrots
W- Worst Habit? Leaving my dirty clothes on the floor
X-ray or Ultrasound? X-rays are a lot less messy
Y- Your favorite food? Chocolate
Z- Zodiac Sign? Aquarius
Monday, June 2, 2008
The Host
Has anyone read it yet? I started reading on Friday night, but I'm having a slightly hard time getting into it. I think I need some encouragement.And, her eye is freaky.
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