Thursday, February 26, 2009

Signature move

The above video of Carlton Banks sliding across his kitchen floor is my signature dance move.

Yes, I can do this. I call it the "crotch drag." My friend Jenny taught it to me in high school when we were both on the dance team (yes, I actually made a "team" of sorts...even though I'm pretty sure it was rigged).

I used to do this move often in college for Anna, but now I only do it for special when I have "one too many" drinks, or when I go out dancing and get super excited, or really when there's a clearing in a crowd and I feel like making a lap.

My vow to you: If you ask me in person to do this, I will do it... as long as I'm wearing pants.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

No mo' breakfast

A friend of mine at work shared this video with me. It is too good not to share.

I'm told this occurred on the local WTVA Mornin' Show right here in Tupelo, MS. Lookin' good, Tupelo! Lookin' good, indeed.

My observations:

1. Notice no one is at the keyboard playing music...
2. Is that a picture of Elvis in the background?
3. They run the gamut of breakfast foods, even adding a few non-breakfast items such as sugar and rice (huh?) and beef stew.
4. That poor lady. She barely sings, but she just keeps on swaying off-beat. However, the biggest tragedy of the video is her hair. It looks like a simple bob from the front, but...wait a minute...there's a pony tail back there!

By the end, I was like, "No mo' verses, please!"

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

I am WIRED today!

The picture above represents me today, except in human form. The culprit: Claritin-D, 24-hour. If you've been in a cave for the last couple of weeks, you wouldn't know that Kurt and I have been battling bronchitis (I think it was closer to pneumonia). After two rounds of antibiotics, I still have some nasal and chest congestion, so I picked up some Claritin-D yesterday on my lunch break.

I noticed they have the option of 12-hour or 24-hour. Well, who wants half the relief? Not me. So, I got 24-hour. I took one pill at 1:30 p.m. after I ate some lunch. And I did not sleep AT ALL last night. (Kurt said I dozed off around 5:00 or so, but I don't remember that).

I didn't want to wait until lunch time to take one today for fear of another sleepless night, so I took one when I got up this morning as today's dose. I mean, I am HYPED today, people!

Even a coworker and my boss commented on my heightened "energy" level this morning. Yikes. One of them said, "Your eyes are just really wide today, and you're smiling a lot."

So, if you need a pick-me-up today, don't settle for coffee, soft drinks, or chocolate -- your basic caffeinated products. Go for the good stuff. You will not sleep, I promise.

Ironically, don't druggies use Claritin-D and Sudafed to make crystal meth?

In other drug-related news, I will be taking an Ambien around 9:30 tonight. Wish me luck!

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Valentine's Day is so gay!

Well, not really...but it sure seems like it around our house. That's one of the downfalls of being a couple with two masculine names.

Oh well, the cake was still yummy!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Ma, Meatloaf!

Can you name the movie whose quote I referenced to name this post?

While I was volunteering at a banquet tonight, Kurt's mom graciously had Kurt over for dinner. She is the sweetest mother-in-law in existence, and the following post is in no way an insult to her or her always stellar cooking. I simply dislike one of the menu items.

On the menu at Barb's house this evening was meatloaf, a dish I have never liked. Allow me to define meatloaf for you: a filthy meat bath. You know how Jerry Seinfeld tells Kramer that taking a bath is "sitting there in a tepid pool of [your] own filth"? Well, that's what meatloaf is. Instead of Kramer in a tub, it's meatloaf in a pan.

I mean, first off, it's a loaf of meat. The only thing that should come in "loaf" form is bread.

Secondly, it's a mixture of beef, eggs, and ketchup, mushed into a bread pan, soaking in its own juices. Grotesque.

It doesn't drain. It just sweats on itself and then gets all crusty on top. No thank you.

My friend Emily has a fancy recipe for meatloaf. However, I believe it is a non-redeemable dish. Like I said: filthy meat bath.