That's what my brain is right now... everything is SMOOSHED inside it... (that's also one of the words I used during a really poor live shot at a train derailment a few years ago... followed by an immediate drop of the head and instant embarassment)
My friend Megan recently wrote a post on her blog with the warning "hold on to your seats!" I'm stealing that. HOLD ON TO YOUR SEATS, FOLKS! Probably would have been more effective if I hadn't admitted my theft beforehand, huh? And since we are currently in the midst of the Winter Olympics.. every subtitle within this post will follow the Vancouveran theme...
THE LUGE
A.K.A. My ass of a dog, Mack
Last weekend, I got all dolled up to head to a "retirement" party for my beautiful friend and coworker, Marla. Those who know me know on the weekends it is not uncommon for me to hole up in my pink room and scrapbook until I run out of decals.. so to get all snazzy and go to a party is a big deal. I was all ready and put on Mack's leash to let him out one last time before leaving. Unfortunately I didn't see the other dog on HIS leash, being walked right past our house by my neighbor. Mack BOLTED for his would-be friend.. the other dog had a mad case of Little Dog Syndrome and spazzed. I tried to pull back on Mack's leash.. but quickly learned party shoes + freshly fallen snow + 72 pound IDIOT DOG =
BRANDI SLIDING BELLY FIRST ACROSS THE FRONT YARD.
Yeah, you read that right. I tried to dig my heels in.. but had no traction.. and just like a cartoon flopped down onto my front and got pulled across the front yard like a MORON. I can just imagine how my neighbor's night went.. speed dialing or facebooking everyone he knows.. telling them how the TV girl luged across her front yard trying to stop her dog.
Mack and I were not on speaking terms for several days.
BIATHALON
A.K.A. Brian's New Job
Brian is now a month in to his new gig at Qwest Center Omaha as one of the heads of internal production. Basically, if you go to something in the arena.. everything you see on the big center screen, the banners, the sound.. that's all at the hands of my husband :) He's kind of a big deal.
Why biathalon, you ask? Because Brian has logged 127 HOURS in the last two weeks.
Concerts + NSAA State Wrestling + Creighton Basketball + UNO Hockey =
a very tired husband... but BANK for his wife :)
The one GREAT perk.. the celeb sightings. When Tim McGraw and Faith Hill came into town.. guess who hooked up TM's cable in his dressing room? BRIAN. And guess who talked to him about baseball? BRIAN. And guess who said "oh, it's no problem" when FH walked by and said "oh, I'm sorry.. I didn't know you had someone in here.." BRIAN.
And in case you were wondering if Faith Hill really is that gorgeous in person.. Brian's answer:
"OHHHH YEAH... she's NOT ugly.."
SKELETON
Like me giving up ALCOHOL for Lent... you're NUTS to try either one.
But that's what I'm doing... one of my favorite things to do after a long day is have a glass of wine and either read or scrapbook... so it's a big sacrifice for me to give it up for Lent. So far so good! Unfortunately I've turned to milkshakes/smoothies instead.. which does NOT bode well for my weight loss regime....
BOBSLED
Brian got me Wii Mario Kart for my birthday...
I know have Wii thumb.. and I think I went for a four hour stretch Saturday night without blinking...
BUT THE GAME IS BRILLIANT.. If you have it, let me know--we can race online!
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Thanks for helping UNSMOOSH some of my random thoughts :)
And thank you everyone for the birthday wishes!
29?!?!?!
