Preppy Girl's Guide

When I got to the daycare yesterday, there it was... the dreaded plastic bag! Most mommies are familiar - it contains your child's dirty clothes (presumably from a leaky diaper). I hate the sight of "the bag." I opened the bag with trepidation, expecting an overwhelming whiff of poo - but not this time. Phew. The clothes were just wet, not poopy. After I picked up the clothes I noticed that my sons "extra outfit" was still in his cubby. I wondered why they hadn't used it but figured they'd just probably clothed him in some clothes that belong to the school. His extra outfit was a pair of sweat pants and a sweatshirt which would have been a bit warm on a hot day (like yesterday).

I made my way to the message board in his room where the teacher lists the days events. It said the kids had been watering the garden outside and had gotten a "little wet." Then, as if shouting, the next line read, "MAKE SURE YOUR CHILD HAS A CHANGE OF CLOTHES FOR F*CK'S SAKE!" Okay, it didn't really say that last part, but it was clear the teacher was annoyed by the lack of extra outfits. I then got to my son's daily progress report (the piece of paper that tells you how much they pooed and peed all day). At the bottom, in huge letters again I read, "PLEASE MAKE SURE YOUR CHILD HAS A CHANGE OF CLOTHES!!!" I am irked.

I make my way outside where his teacher and I have the following exchange:

Teach:"Sorry he's in Daycare X's clothes but he didn't have ANY in his cubby."
PGirl: "Umm no...he does have clothes in there but I guess you thought he might be too hot in them. So that's fine."
Teach: "Oh by the way, his sneakers are soaking wet too. The kids got drenched earlier."
PGirl: "Great." which is accompanied by a smirky, half sarcastic smile.

In the meantime, she lets my son out of the gated play area and he runs halfway down the block while I'm signing both kids out. I am now beyond annoyed. I realize this woman probably deals with difficult parents all the time and I don't mean to insinuate that she meant to harm my child in anyway by letting him loose BUT here's my stance:

1. Out of all the people you could complain about are you seriously picking on me?
2. My kid DID have clothes which 3 days earlier (in 50 degree weather) would have been perfectly acceptable.
3. If you're taking the kids out to get "drenched" please let me know ahead of time and I will not only send extra clothes but I'll throw in a swimsuit, sandals and a towel to boot.

Ya know, it costs more than private school to send my kids to this daycare. And while I'm sure this teacher hardly reaps the fianancial benefits of my kids' tuition, she doesn't need to take her frustration out on me, who is currently a candidate for mommy of the year (okay, maybe not but seriously people!)

I went home, washed the clothes that belong to the school and brought them back today along with an extra set of "summer" clothes. I think I'm just pissed because I try so hard NOT to give the teachers anything to worry about concerning my kids. Sometimes, you can't win. Grrr.

Just thought I'd post an update on my Thursday 13 (because I'm sure you were all on the edge of your seat waiting to hear what I'd accomplished).

1. Colored the hair but I'm not sure I like it.
2. Didn't get to the toenails. Just touched them up...again.
3. Went to the grad party, the food was good.
4. Didn't clean the house much but got some stuff done.
5. I did NO laundry but I think my husband did.
6. Took the dog to the vet where we saw his sister (the dog's not the vet's). Puppy reunion!
7. Got a last minute babysitter and the improv was HILARIOUS.
8. Saw my in-laws, twice.
9. Still didn't change out my winter clothes - and today it's 96 degrees!
10.Looked for new sandals but didn't buy any (*sob*) :(
11.Planned the party. Next Saturday at McDonald's if you'd like to come.
12.I actually only had one beer (as predicted) but had LOTSA wine. :)
13.Definitely enjoyed the weather (and my air conditioning - It's freakin' hot!)

I have been so busy at work I haven't even read any blogs all day (okay, that's a lie, I think I read two). I have some catching up to do once the kiddies are off to bed tonight!

For lack of anything else to blog about, here are 13 things I have to do this weekend (Please, contain your excitement.):

1. Color my hair; those grays are peeking out.
2. Paint my toenails. I've been just "touching them up" for weeks.
3. Go to a graduation party. I can't believe it's that time already!
4. Clean the house.
5. Do some laundry.
6. Take the dog for puppy boosters.
7. Go to an improv show (if hubby got a babysitter).
8. See my in-laws (who'll be up visiting their retirement home 25 min. away).
9. Change over my summer/winter clothes (they are currently in a state of flux).
10. Look for some new sandals.
11. Plan my daughter's birthday party.
12. Drink an ice cold beer.
13. Enjoy the beautiful weather!

Can't wait!

No, this is not about my ranting post a few days ago, it's about clearing the air in my minivan - the mommy-mobile. It stinks. I am not sure what is causing this exactly, but I'm sure it has something to do with old french fries, melted crayons and a fruit punch that spilled on the floor during a trip to the drive-in three years ago. As much as I love the minivan, I HATE those areas where the seat hooks into the floor. They are an absolute TRAP for anything and everything a toddler drops.

Galoot drove the minivan Sunday to shoot a video with a few of his compadres. I don't know who was doing the deed but, it stank like cigarette smoke on Monday morning. I'm sure you can imagine how great that smelled on top of everything else going on in that vehicle. Blech.

On my little trip to Wegmans last night, I decided to look for an air freshener. Being Wegmans and all, I figured I'd find something nifty. When I approached the car care items I was sorely disappointed. The only items left were Strawberry Magic Trees and a blue plastic dolphin - tough choice. And so, a blue dolphin it would be. I threw it in the basket and made my way to the check out.

When we got home, I hung "Flipper" from the rear view mirror (cheesey, I know) to let it work its "magic" overnight. I'd pretty much forgotten about it until I climbed into the car this morning. Jesus, Mary & Joeseph! My nostrils burned as my eyes started to water. I wanted to take it down but I was afraid to touch it. I opened all the doors for a little cross breeze, but I didn't have much time to waste. I piled the kids into the car and we made our way to school. Luckily, both kids are pretty stuffed up from allergies so they were tolerating it well.

About five minutes into my drive I realized something - I could no longer smell the putrid stench of my car. Little Flipper had done its job. Eau de Air Freshener beats Stench-o-minivan anyday!

When I got to work today, my cute little Mary Engelbreit calendar had a fitting verse displayed:

"A happy marriage has in it all the pleasures of friendship, all the enjoyments of sense and reason and indeed, all the sweets of life."

Having said that (or typed that, or read that - you know what I mean), I would just like to clear the air a little about my previous post.

1. It is MY blog and I am allowed to vent if I feel like it (and so I did).
2. I, in no way, said my husband doesn't do anything. I was simply complaining about the cleanliness of the kitchen area of my home.
3. I was not complaining ONLY about my husband. There are two children and a dog who also make a mess there.
4. I did not backtrack or back down from my original post. I agreed with some points and tried to make light of the situation. I'd do it again.
5. As much as I love my husband, I'll have to disagree on one point. I think I spend WAY more time doing things each week than he does. I'm sure he doesn't realize this, and I don't throw it in his face (until now I guess), but in all honesty - I am home, with the kids, all the time (when I'm not at work, that is). We all know what that entails - a million little things that maybe he never even thinks about. And I am TOTALLY cool with that. I like being with my kids and we have a routine down. And I KNOW he can't exactly help it - his job requires him to be away for MANY hours (which is why he recently resigned). I know he wants to do more but he just can't right now.

Look, he is wonderful, smart, funny as hell and the sweetest guy I have ever met. If he ever leaves me, I'll be lost. But if I've got a "beef" about something I'm gonna "blog it out."

Aaah. I feel better.

And by the way, he stayed up and folded all the laundry (I'd put in the dryer earlier) when he got home last night. Gotta love that!

Every once in a while I have a little breakdown. I get overwhelmed with the mess in my house and I have a little freak out. Everywhere I look I see clutter, dirt, dust, grime. Everything looks disgusting. I clean like a mad woman, slam things around, and usually end up in tears. My husband tells me to stop, to sit down and relax - but I can't. Any attempt to relax will be interrupted by my thoughts of the mess that awaits. The need to clean is all consuming. At the end of my little hissy fit, I usually end up in self blame mode, uttering phrases like, "I must just be a cleaning freak" or "I guess I just have control issues." But honestly, I don't believe what I'm saying at all (though I'm sure my husband does).
The truth is, I'm only half annoyed with the mess itself. I'm equally angry about what caused the mess and my inability to control or prevent it. If I walk into a mess in my kitchen (that I didn't create) I usually try to leave it for a little while (you know, at least give galoot a chance to take care of it). After a day, I will get angry and REFUSE to clean it. By the end of day two I have to clean it (because it's taking up space and preventing me from cleaning and/or cooking other things). At this point I get angry at myself for not cleaning it the day before. This cycle seems endless.

To top it all off, I'm the only one who seems overly concerned about the mess at all - except of course my mother, who will very willingly tell me how bad it looks. The thing is, I AGREE with her. It is bordering on out of control. Am I insane? Does wanting a clean and orderly house make me a bad guy? (yes, I am fishing) Do all guys think their wives are freakazoid cleaning machines?

Rant of the day over. PGirl out.

Stole this from Princess & Galoot. Feel free to steal if you are idealess like moi.

1. You have 10 bucks and need to buy snacks at a gas station, what do you get? Water, pretzels, pringles – the kids would get any drink that’s in a spillproof container.

2. If you had to be reincarnated as some sort of sea dwelling creature,what would you be? A dolphin. Eeek-Eeek

3. Who is your favorite redhead? Lucy? Or maybe Conan!

4. What do you order when you're at a pancake house or waffle house? Blueberry pancakes.

5. Last book you read? Mommies are for Counting Stars

6. Last CD you bought? 10,000 Maniacs

7. Describe your favorite pair of underwear? Black T-back.

8. Describe the last time you were injured: I’ve had back & neck problems for a while. But seriously injured? – probably when I broke my ankle a couple of years ago.

9. Of all your friends, with whom would you want to be stuck in the middle of a jungle with? My dad. He’s like MacGyver.

10. Are there any odd things that make you feel uncomfortable? CONFLICT period.

11. Are there weird things that turn you on? Geeks.

12. What is the wallpaper on your cell phone? Sunset on the lake in front of my Dad’s house.

13. Favorite Soda? I LOVE a fountain Coke with ice from McDonald’s. Sadly, I don’t drink them anymore.

14. Flavor of pudding? Chocolate or butterscotch – it’s a toss up

15. What type of shirt are you wearing? Short sleeved fitted T, kelly green from old navy.

16. Prescription medication? I have xanax but don’t take them anymore. Phew.

17. If you could use only one form of transportation for the rest of your life? Flying if I needed to get there fast. A train if it didn’t matter.

18. Most recent movie you've watched in a theater? I can’t remember. It’s been years. I did see Mission Impossible 3 and Failure to Launch at the drive-in two weeks ago though.

19. Name 3 things you have on you at all times (besides in bed): Watch, Earrings, my rings

20. Would you rather give or receive a foot massage? Receive (while getting a pedicure, aahh!)

21. Name a teacher you had the hots for: Ummm, I can’t really think of one!

22. What is a saying that you use a lot? Cool

23. What is your favorite part of the chicken? Oyster (those little pockets of dark meat on the back)

24. What's your favorite city? Key West

25. Favorite kind of cake? Chocolate

26. What's the first word that comes to mind right now? Stop

27. When was the last time you saw your mom in person? April 22.

28. What makes you feel like puking? Puke in general

29. What did you have for dinner LAST NIGHT? McDonalds*

30. Last item you bought? 3 Ice Cream cones and an Oreo McFlurry!

That's it!

*In my defense I ordered a bacon ranch salad with grilled chicken and it was GOOD!

First of all, what is up with Blogger? I've had to republish my blog 3 times this week. Grrr. You get what you pay for.

On to other matters. Wednesday night my dad brought over a box he'd found in his garage. It was labeled "Preppygirl's Dance Costumes." I was excited, thinking my daughter would just love them for her dress-up collection. When I opened the box, I could not believe my eyes - for it was NOT filled with dance costumes but several other pieces of my past. Inside, I found the following:

The 45 RPM of "St. Elmo's Fire" by John Parr. He also brought us great hits like, "Naughty, Naughty" and... er, umm... okay - I guess that was about it.












George Michael's "I Want Your Sex." I'm sure my mother was thrilled about her teenage daughter blasting this song.












Jack Wagner's "All I Need." Oh Frisco, you are all I need baby. I not only found the 45 in this box, I also had the 12 inch. Vinyl Baby!






Oh but that's not all. I also found my High School Diploma, an old friendship bracelet, a plaque for "who's who" (I know, I know, it's a scam), my junior year basketball picture, and two ticket stubs to "West Side Story" starring Jack Wagner at the Sunrise Musical Theater from 1987. Whoa, I was having serious flashbacks!!!.

Anyhoo, I thought I'd share my little piece of the past. If you had any doubt before, now you KNOW what a geek I am!

I finally caught up with "Big Love" last night. That show continues to suck me in. If you've never seen it, check it out. I was totally UNinterested when I saw previews - but I have to say, it's really well done and the acting is top notch.

I think what shocks me the most is how it all just "works." By that I mean the relationship among all the family members. It seems like an impossible situation (and oh do they EVER have problems) but the wives are all willing to share him (well, sort of) so it works.

So what is up with Nicky (the braid)? One week I love her, the next week I hate her. And Marjine is hilarious. I'm glad she finally kinda stood up to the neighbor lady. Then there's Barb, wife #1 and rightfully so - she's almost perfect. Imagine how much money Bill must make if he can support three families, in three huge houses! Of course, Nicky's credit card bills might set him back a little ($58,000.00!!!).

This show is so effed up sometimes it's a little hard to watch - but it hardly bothers me (that's a change as far as my viewing habits are concerned - a far cry from my usual smiley romantic comedy). The storyline and humor keep it going. Anyone else hooked?

It was a great weekend. Friday night we hit the mall and I was allowed to pick out a gift. I'd been wanting a new watch (my old one bit the dust in the pool in Florida) so I was psyched. I ended up with a cute pink Fossil. Next was dinner in the food court, then home to watch the season finale of "The Office" which we'd tivo-ed the night before. HOLY CRAP it was good. After my husband fell asleep I replayed the ending about 5 times. But - while I'm happy about Jim & Pam I feel a little let down... I WANT MORE. Guess I'll have to wait until the fall - grrr...

Saturday was nice. Did some cleaning, watched some sappy movies and got a babysitter so we could actually go out. Galoot had an improv show so we grabbed some dinner and headed over to the theater. Went out for a couple of microbrews later (we have an awesome local brewery that most pubs in town serve on tap). I needed a night out.

Sunday was great too. The kids gave me a some cards they made at school and some flowers. Galoot made breakfast and we lounged around all day. At dinnertime, Galoot got my favorite pizza and a bottle of cab. It was perfect. We went to visit my grandma after dinner and she was so happy to see us.

It was a Happy Mother's Day indeed. I hope you all had a great weekend too!

I have been trying to piece together a desk for two days now. It is one of those desks where you need a degree in astro physics just to read the directions. Why you ask am I putting this together? Because if I put in a work order with our maintenance department it would take MUCH longer to get it done than it is taking me (that is if I don't count the two weeks it's been sitting in a box in the back room because I was too busy).

Don't get me wrong, I actually like putting these things together (geek) and besides I really don't trust someone from maintenance to do it right (control freak). I'd better finish it today or it will remain half-put-together for several more days. Now if I could just get more torque for my electric screwdriver (dork).

Have a good weekend all!

Guinness Girl has bestowed upon me the letter G. This is how it works: If you'd like me to assign you a letter, tell me in your comment. Write ten words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation of what the word means to you and why, and then pass out letters to those who want to play along.

Giddy - This word makes me happy. I tend to overuse the phrases "Giddy as a schoolgirl" and "Positively Giddy." I'm such a Goober.

Galoot - Hubby's nickname. If you've ever seen or met him, this term is self expalanatory.

Gary - Dad's name, Brother's name. Dad's best friend's name. I am surrounded by Garys (maybe the plural form is Garies?) tee hee.

Gilbert - (as in Sara Gilbert) This is the one celebrity my former roommate would VERY OFTEN say I looked like (TOO often Tom, drop it already). It must be the hair because I don't really resemble her.

Great Googily Moogily! - Ya gotta love Maggie & the Ferocious Beast. That's the most docile looking beast I've ever seen!

GOBO - Theater folk will get this right away. GOBO is a lighting term for a metal or glass template that can be inserted into a focusing fixture to project an image. The term GOBO literally means, "GOes Before Optics". (I just learned that last part) It's just a Goofy term that I like the sound of. (please excuse my hanging dangling participle)

Generic - anyone remember in the 80's when grocery stores came out with generic items? All white box, black letters, no brand name. It was actually kinda trendy for a while, then eventually suffered the same fate as "buddy" sneakers. No brand name = not cool. I guess my family was totally "not cool" - we ate generic everything for years.

Genre - This is a term used in a lot of Improv games. The actors ask the audience for a film genre for instance, to work into their routine. About 15 years ago, some friends and I went to an improv show and were asked to come up with a movie genre. My friend Tom (yes, the relentless roommate mentioned above) yells out "Elvis movie." This is met with, "that's not really a genre" from the Improv troupe. They continue to ask for genres, Tom continues to yell "ELVIS" until finally, it escalates to "GOD DAMN ELVIS!" (did I mention he's relentless?) We, of course, are half drunk and laughing our asses off by this time. We almost had to leave. But now, everytime I hear the word "genre" - "god damn elvis" pops into my brain (and give me a break - it's a genre for sure!)

Gams - My best feature. Long legs, or "gams" as they're sometimes known. Makes pants buying difficult sometimes. I love this time of year when I can wear capris!

Glasses - If you read my previous post, you know the relevance. Here's a little piccie of my daughter and her cabbage patch doll (Katie Katrina) also sporting her spectacles.

That was fun. Any takers? - In other news, I (and several of my friends) apparently just became legal in Oklahoma.

PGirl out.

Friday I took my oldest for Kindergarten screening. When all was said and done, the school nurse pulled me aside to express her concerns over my daughter's eyesight. She measured her left eye at 20/70! Yikes! I was shocked to say the least. I've never seen her squint or complain about her eyesight in any way. (denial was setting in)

Sunday I took her to Wal-mart vision center (with no vision insurance, it's the most reasonable place around). My daughter was a little apprehensive (she thought we were shopping for sunglasses) but she was doing okay. The doctor was really nice. He asked if she knew all her letters yet (at which point she sang the ABC song, loud and proud). I said she knew most of them by sight but not all - so he decided to test her with pictures instead. He started by projecting several pictures onto the wall and asked her to identify each. She was doing fine, "A duck, a birthday cake, a man riding a horse." Each projection he showed her got progressively smaller, but she was doing well - until the jeep. He projected a picture of jeep, which I could see very clearly. She struggled with it - I could see the frustration on her face. I thought to myself, "It's so clear - Can't she see that jeep?" Suddenly she says to the doctor - "VEHICLE! I couldn't remember the word." I burst out laughing (as did the doctor). Here I thought she was blind and she simply didn't know how to describe the picture (not a car, not a truck but a vehicle mommy!) Not bad for a 4 year old.

As it turns out, she is a bit more near sighted than most kids her age. He did recommend glasses and he'll re-test her in a year. Oh well. I'm glad they caught it now. I just hope it doesn't give her a complex (she already has one about her freckles). She picked out some pink frames (of course) and they'll be ready in a few days. Rose colored glasses just took on a whole new meaning!

Don't ya just love getting bitched out for something that isn't your fault? That's how my Monday's going so far. And the guy who did the bitching will likely never apologize - that's fair eh?

I distribute sales figures twice a week. I was asked to send these out on Tuesday and Thursday mornings by noon (and I have an e-mail to prove it). I usually send Tuesday's figures out on Monday (since they are also needed for an early morning meeting on Tuesday). I often send them before lunchtime on Monday to get it out of the way. Today I decided to wait a bit so my staff could process some orders which had come in via the internet on the weekend. At five mintues 'til noon my assistant was met with the following phone call:

Angry VP: "Where is my report!?!?"
Assistant: "I thought you needed it on Tuesday, not Monday"
Angry VP: "She always sends it on Monday"
Assistant: "Yes but we are hoping to include more sales by doing it
later in the day. You'll still get it today."
Angry VP: "I changed it to Monday weeks ago - she always sends it on
Monday!"
Assistant: (to me) "He says he changed the days?" (A look of "WTF" comes
over my face)
Assistant: (reading my look, oh so well) "She is not aware of any changes
to the schedule. We'll send a report in a few minutes."
Angry VP: "FINE!" (*SLAM*)

At this point several e-mails are exchanged between the VP and myself, including the one where he specifically asks for reports on Tuesday and Thursday (I'm not letting him off the hook that easily!). At the same, time VP's assistant is IM-ing me "Don't take that crap from him! He's so dramatic. He's trying to intimidate you!" The funny thing is, I am so NOT intimidated. This guy is a control freak and can't accept the fact that he never told me he needed the reports a day earlier. It just so happens, in my own control freakiness, I was sending the report on Mondays (a whole day earlier than he needed it) to make sure he had it on time. To make a long story short (too late) he screwed up, not me. I decided to take a trip down to his office to give him the chance to apologize (I hope y'all aren't holding your collective breath...)

He was terribly civil but OF COURSE couldn't muster up an "I'm sorry." Pitiful.

I was careful NOT to apologize for anything though. Sometimes you have to find satisfaction in knowing you are right, and THEY are wrong. Bureaucracy sucks.

Okay, I feel like a hypocrite* for the second time this week. Last night I viewed a video clip that I'd like to share with you all now. Turn your sound down a bit if you're at work (but not all the way or you'll miss the joke!)

Smelly Tell-Evangelist

Disclaimer: I am not poking fun at God or Jesus or Preachers. I simply find this clip masterful at achieving its goal - a laugh.

* Two posts ago I said I don't like fart jokes, which this clearly is - but it's done really well... REALLY.

I have about ten different things sitting on my desk which need my attention - but I can't seem to address any of them. I am just in la-la land today. I have been staring out the window, watching the Montessori school (who rents space at the other end of our building). The kids are so cute in their little bike helmets. I think I'm just having one of those days where I wish I was 9 years old again with not a care in the world. Oh well, I'd better do some work before I lose my job. Hope you're all having a super colossal day!

Okay, I have NEVER liked Howard Stern. Although I enjoyed his movie, I think his show is stupid and ridiculous. I'm not big on fart jokes or bathroom humor so I never really "got" why so many people like him.

Galoot and I both have subscriptions to Sirius and have for over a year. I usually just listen to music (KidStuff is very popular in our car), a little NPR and the occasional Raw Dog comedy show. My husband recently started tuning in to Howard 100 just to see what all the fuss is about. He told me he feels a bit conflicted about it because, when just Howard is talking about a particular subject, he sounds intelligent (I agree on this point) and interesting. Then Robin or one of the other jerks in the studio opens their mouth and it all goes downhill. (For the record, I don't think Robin is a jerk, she's just annoying).

Anyhoo, my husband has been trying to get me to listen to see what I think. Well, yesterday I gave it a try. They were interviewing director J.J. Abrams, (with whom I'm somewhat familiar) so I figured it might not be so bad. It was mildly amusing at first, but it soon started to escalate. I was laughing so hard within 5 minutes, I almost had to pull over. Seriously, I was literally crying. And what I was laughing at was so un-P.C. - I will surely burn in hell for even finding it humorous.

I was amazed. It was FUNNY. I felt like a hypocrite. OH BUT WAIT - I turned it on today to hear the most disgusting story (it involved someone defecating in their pants - and that was the tame part) - so maybe I was right afterall - but... I think I might be hooked enough to check it out once in a while. The nice thing about satellite is I still have like 150 other channels to choose from. I highly recommend it!

I can't believe I've had my blog this long and haven't posted my 100 things. Taking a cue from flybunny, here goes:

1) I started this blog after being coerced by Sherri & Princess.
2) We were all friends (and sometimes roommates) in Florida.
3) The name PreppyGirl came from a story where Sherri used that term to describe me.
4) I don't really think I'm that preppy (okay, maybe a little)
5) My husband didn't know about this blog until a couple of months ago
6) I think some of the things I complained about really opened his eyes
7) I just spilled raspberry herbal tea all over my desk
8) It smells pretty fruity in here
9) I actually had raspberry cheesecake on saturday and raspberry jam on sunday
10) My husband is the funniest person I have ever met
11) My husband is the tallest person I have ever met
12) A mutual friend set us up at work
13) My husband's pick up line was "I hear you like beer"
14) I do like beer
15) I married at age 29
16) we had to pay our wedding DJ two hours overtime
17) we never really honeymooned
18) I had a baby 10 months after our wedding
19) had another baby 2 1/2 years later
20) Since I have one of each (girl/boy), I'm done
21) I broke my left ankle on the due date of my second child
22) it makes for a good story
23) My husband is an actor
24) he's done some extra work on films but mostly does theater and improv
25) I played Miep in a local production of Anne Frank
26) It was my only adult role
27) I used to play the violin
28) I still can, I just don't have a violin anymore
29) I started going gray at age 19
30) I have colored my hair ever since
31) Many people know me as a red head, but my natural color is brown
32) I'm back to brown now
33) I worked in a large perf arts center for 11 years
34) I still miss that job
35) I still hate that job sometimes too
36) Not sure how I feel about my job now
37) I mostly like it I think
38) I played basketball in high school
39) I was a cheerleader when younger
40) I went through an awkward stage and was thus no longer cool enough to cheer
41) I'm sure I'm better off because of it
42) My parents divorced when I was 13
43) My dad has been married 4 times
44) My mom , just the once
45) My in-laws are both remarried
46) This gives my kids a LOT of grandparents
47) I have one brother
48) He is INSANELY talented
49) I used to be jealous of him
50) He is the best artist I know, seriously
51) My brother and my husband formed an improv troupe together
52) My brother is the second funniest person I know
53) Sometimes when you say improv people think "dorky and cheesey comedy"
54) Their comedy is very "smart" and extremely funny
55) My husband has an MFA in theater
56) I finished my B.S. at age 33
57) I attended community colleges and evening classes while working full time
58) I feel like a missed out on campus life
59) But I had my fun (did I ever)
60) I went to community college on a full ride
61) I lost my scholarship after the first semester (bad preppygirl)
62) I dropped out of college full time when I got mono (no idea how btw)
63) I moved to Florida and didn't come back for 11 years
64) I don't like to read because it's hard for me to concentrate
65) I have been a little chubby for the better portion of my life
66) I've lost 20 pounds in the last year due to stress and anxiety
67) I'd put the weight back on if it would make me feel like the old me
68) I'm actually feeling better lately (and I can't really complain about the weight)
69) I hate it when people chuckle about the #69
70) It seems so sophomoric
71) I also don't especially like Mad TV for the same reason
72) I love SNL but I don't like Seth Myers
73) I also never got what was so great about Jimmy Fallon
74) I always loved Will Ferrell though
75) I just "get" his brand of humor
76) While I don't read much, I LOVE David Sedaris
77) His books are easy for me to read
78) I like to laugh
79) I shy away from serious movies
80) I prefer comedies, especially romatic comedies
81) I can't watch stressy stuff (suspenseful, uneasy stuff)
82) I am 5'9" but most people guess anywhere form 5'10 to 6'0
83) I think I'm big boned
84) I am 1/4 swede, 3/4 Irish
85) I've been to Ireland once (never been to Sweden)
86) I have 12 first cousins, all on my mom's side (Irish)
87) I've spent a lot of time in Chicago because my mom grew up there
88) I'd like to be an actress, or a teacher
89) Vince Guaraldi music calms me and reminds me of my childhood
90) I had braces for 3 years and now I need them again
91) I took tap & jazz for 10 years
92) I used to love going to school
93) I was often the teacher's pet
94) I like myself
95) except when I yell at my kids
96) I really like my in-laws (most of the time)
97) I love my parents
98) I love my friends, even though I don't see them much