I Am So Completely LOST!!!!

Everyone is addicted to one thing...or a  few things.  And some of our addictions we choose not to reveal because they're unhealthy, immoral or just plain embarrassing.  Others...well, they might be strange or wonderful or embarrassing but not EMBARRASSING...and we have no qualms about telling people. 

My addictions of this nature would be:
1)  The Vikings  - y'all know it.  I love them.  I'm still in mourning, but I'm healing.
2)  John Hughes movies - can't get enough.  Could watch every single one of them over and over again. 
3)  Reading - much to the chagrin of my husband, who tells me my nose is ALWAYS in a book and I'd read the back of shampoo bottles if I had nothing else to read (which is ..actually true.  I have done that).
4)  Music - I have spent WAY too much money on CDs (in the past) and iTunes (now). 
5)  Black shirts - I have way too many, yet every once in a while I still can't find the perfect one to wear for a certain situation.  I'm not really quite sure how I can't find it...but I typically will then buy another one.  I really need to insert some more color in my wardrobe. 
6)  Purses - I don't know how I came to be the girls that has 25 purses, but I think I just might be that girl.  I used to use one purse for a year or two..now I can't get enough of them. 

...and finally.....

7)  LOST!!!!!  Which starts tonight!!!!  And I'm so flippin' pumped it's ridiculous!!!!!  I can't stop using exclamation points when I think about it even!!!!!! (and completely ended that previous sentence in a preposition I think..but I don't care)!!!!!

Here's the thing...I love TV.  I do.  However, contrary to popular belief, there really are very few shows that I'm a slave to like I used to be.  I DVR only a few shows.  A couple of trashy reality MTV programs that shall remain nameless, Greys Anatomy and Lost.  And Lost makes me lose my marbles.  You can't talk to me when Lost is on.  I will physically do the audible groan, roll my eyes, dramatically pause the program and turn around and go, "WHAT!!"  if you say something to me.  I don't do that with Greys or the other nameless shows.  Only Lost.

Here's why...I've watched every episode of every season...and I still have no idea what the heck is going on half the time.  I peruse websites after each episode to see what other people think, I read the "experts" reviews and have slap-myself-on-the-head moments of clarity when I read something that I missed.  I buy the books..yes, I do.  The Unofficial Guide to Lost by Nikki Stafford.  I do not have Season 5 yet but I know..it will soon be mine.  I can't stand Jack...well, I guess "can't stand" is a strong definition but I'm definately a Skater, not a Jater (you Lost fans know what I mean by that).  Though Suliet came on strong at the end of Season 5 and I wanted to not like it, but I did.  I want to hang out with Hurley.  I want Sayid to teach me how to put a "torchurra scrunchie" in (found on another Lost website - it's hysterical).  I want Sawyer...period.  Desmond seems to be a bit of a Christ-like character and actually looks astonishingly like Jesus..that CAN'T be a coincidence, can it?  I want mascara tips from Richard Alpert, John Locke both intrigues me and scares the crap out of me.  The list goes on and on and on...

And tonight?  It's on.  For the first time in oh..9 months.  I had to catch myself up a bit because the hiatus' are FAR too long.  (would I type hiatus' or hiatuses..I'm not sure.)  I've been telling Dave since last week that he may as well plan on me being completely mentally unavailable Tuesday night.  Even if I can't watch it right when its on due to kids schedules and dinner and homework and all that stuff, I'm still going to be thinking about it.  And as soon as the kids are in bed and everything is done, I'm planted in front of the TV.  I'll stop and rewind things that I think might have a clue of some sort.  I'll pause and search out scenes for something I missed.  No..I don't take notes (though in writing that, I'm wondering if I should). 

I am completely, totally, utterly, inequivocably and Lost dork.  I'm so excited, I can hardly wait. 

Remember that first paragraph where I said some addictions we choose not to admit because they're EMBARRASSING????

Yeah...maybe this should have fallen into that category.....

FootballGirls

I am a FootballGirl. 

I'm not kidding.  I have Vikings Fever.  SUPER Vikings fever. RIDICULOUSLY stress-inducing Super Vikings Fever. 

I had to leave home today or a work meeting for a couple of hours and other than that...I've been reading the Star Tribune, ESPN, CBS Sportsline, NFL, etc all...day....long.  I'm completely ignoring my children (though Big A had a slumber party and was awake VERY very late last night so I'm not even sure she's aware of where she is right now based on the glassy staring nature of her eyes).  I'm spending way too much time analyzing our chances of winning in the Superdome.  I'm seeking out analyst's predictions already that I'm sure will change by the end of the week.  And I'm honestly kind of hoping that ..just like last week...no one will expect the Vikes to win.  Because of no one expects them to win...
...they will win.  When our backs are against the wall, we usually win. 

Those that know me know that I've always been a die-hard football fan.  I'm loyal to the core, even when it's almost impossible to be.  I bleed purple.  As a child, I can remember my mom jumping up and down in front of the TV during Vikes games SCREAMING at the TV (you know you did, mom) and I remember thinking, "Wow....she is ca-RAZY!!!"  Apparently a little of that fever is passed through the bloodlines because now I'm the one doing that as my two daughters look at me thinking the same thing.  I can only hope that my Football Fever WILL be passed down to at least one of my girls...and I will smile proudly when I see them doing the same thing I'm doing and being proud FootballGirls of their own..  This is not just a boy's sport.  I actually get a LITTLE bit insulted when I hear about a Vikings Ladies Luncheon where women can get tickets to meet the Vikings, have some lunch, and be told a little bit more about how the game works.   That being said, I'm kind of guessing that most men aren't cheering wildly while mentioning just how cute Adrian Peterson is in their next breath or how Jared Allen is the only guy that can somehow make the mullet sexy.  Ya gotta keep SOME girl in the FootballGirl. 

I'm lucky to be friends with a lot of other FootballGirls..one of which I've played Fantasy Football with for years.  We kind of failed this year in our league and didn't make the playoffs, but last year we took second (shoulda had first though...that dang Corky always "brings it" in the playoffs).  My FootballGirls make this game even more fun for me.  (maybe we need to start a Group on Facebook ..or some club that meets under veiled secrecy every month to make us even more enticing.  Let's discuss.)

With all this, it's this FootballGirl's birthday this upcoming Saturday.  You know what I want more than anything???  Seriously????

A win in the Superdome.  A Super Bowl berth.  A Miami visit. 

Yep...if someone can get me that for my birthday, that'd be the best.  It'd make my 25th birthday that much more memorable (chuckle).  So work on it kids....work on it. 

Happy Birthday to me....FootballGirl wants a Super Bowl!!! 

Born Again Blogger

That's it.  I need to write. I can't put it off any longer.  It's been forever and I'm starting to feel all bogged down with crap I need to get out. I need to post pictures...there are HUNDREDS since I last wrote (not all are safe for this family blog of course...but I'll assure you, they're quite funny). I NEED to decompress. I need to energize and I need to feel like I can do this again. 

Here we go.

My intention...which as we know, my intentions are usually good, but not always followed well...was to write right away in 2010. A new year... a new start...a new me.  Well..not really..same old me.  But definitely a new start.  And here I sit..halfway through the first month of the year, frantically trying to figure out what to write about as I'm writing.  What is going on?  I said on a popular networking site that I'm known to frequent that shall remain nameless that I felt like someone had pressed the mute button on me lately.  I got nothin'. 

So we'll start this out in the Random Musings kind of way that I've done in the past.  Brainstorming.  Letting my mind just pull out random events, sayings, jokes...what have you and just going with it. 

Random Musing #1 - I'm walking the Susan G Korman 3-Day walk in August (most of you know this as my last blog talked all about it).  I officially started my training this month.  No..I don't have the proper shoes yet, or the proper attire, and it's cold and yucky out so I'm traversing the miles on my really boring treadmill.  I've tried to read while walking but unless I have a really large print book where the walking motion doesn't make the letters all scramble together, I'm not succeeding very well at the walking and reading thing.  I'm thankful my treadmill is in my family room, not 15 feet from a large TV.  I'm also thankful for a fully stocked iPod that is slowly having the perfect walking playlist made on it. 

But the gear will be attained, the weather will get warmer (hopefully before June) and I will be able to get outside and make this endeavor seem a bit more enjoyable at some point.  I'm incredibly nervous, scared, excited, joyful...pretty much every emotion there is to be had..in doing this walk.  And I haven't even done it yet.  From what I've heard, the experience you have while there is completely mind-blowing. 

I hate to turn this into a fundraising quest again, but should you feel like you'd like to support me in any way financially in this quest, there is a 3-Day widget (internet speak for picture on your blog that links to something else) on the right that you can click on.  This will bring you to the 3-day website and allow you to donate to me if you so choose.  I promise my upcoming blogs will not have this in every blog, but I can't emphasize how important this is to me, to my friend Christina who is going through this, and to all the women (and men) out there who have been affected in some way.  I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your support - be it emotionally or financially. 

Random Thought #2:  Big A has a Girl Scout dance tomorrow night.  Every January they have had a sock hop.  This year they've turned it into Hollywood Diva night.  For those that know my child, you should know that this is like telling her she has to wear red hair to the dance.  Its THAT simple.  I'm pretty sure we could scour her closet and find diva-worthy outfit in no time.  However, she declared to me the other day when talking about it that "when we go shopping to get my outfit"...wait...WHAT?!?!?!  I definitely don't remember saying that.  When I told her this she looked at me like, "Ummm...duh!"  She then explained that she had already told her friend that she wanted to get a long sparkly red dress, red high heels, diamond earrings, a fancy scarf of some sort, and her hair in curls and piled on her head. 

I laughed.  I guffawed. I chortled.

Fantastic idea...really.  But here's what you're REALLY going to get:  a pair of clearance big black sunglasses from Target that were $6.48.  POSSIBLY a trip to Unique...the fabulous thrift store down the street...to see if there are any fancy shoes for under $5...and a trip to your closet. She furrowed her brow a bit but honestly....I don't know WHERE she gets that from.  (I'm not kidding...I am NOT a diva). 

And as a side note...since I already begged for money once, I may as well do it again...I should mention this dance is the kickoff of Cookie Go Day..which is Saturday...which means that the day she starts selling Girl Scout cookies.  So....ya know...if you like them, have a sweet tooth, support your local scouts, or just simply can't say no to cute adorable little girls peddling cookies...keep Big A in mind and we'd be happy to take your order. 

Random Thought #3:  I'm definitely starting to worry that I'm going to lose the five readers I have with my bequests or money in this blog...especially after my LONG hiatus from blogging.  Probably not a good way to build the ole' audience up again. 

Random Thought #4:  Super Mario Bros for the Wii is incredibly hard.  Big A doesn't understand that Bros. is actually an abbreviation for Brothers...and so she pronounces it as it reads.  And I laugh every time I hear her talking about playing Super Mario Bros (brose).  She and her bros.  She's so urban.  Then there's Little A - my singer.  There's a particular song that has the lyrics "something something, what a beautiful nightmare" (okay the "something something" I made up...I instantly forgot the real words but I know the Beautiful Nightmare line is correct).  Little A sings this at the top of her lungs but instead sings it "beautiful latte.  Which also makes me laugh as I picture my adorable 5-year old as quite the coffee connisseur when I hear her sing that. 

Random Thought #5:  I TOLD you this was going to be random.

Okay...3:30.  Kids home in a half hour.  I'm going to go mainline some Diet Coke now and fall into a book for a half hour until chaos commences. TTYL.  BRB.  LOL...or something like that. (you internet geeks out there know what all the means).

A Test

This is a test. I KNOW I haven't posted in forever and I will..today..but something wacky is up with my site and I'm doing this quick test to see if it self corrects.

To be continued.....