I'm going to start working on my skills for the next litter we have.
LOVE THIS!! So stinking cute!
thanks for the link Choco-Lisalicious!
Showing posts with label stuff I love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stuff I love. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
The woes of a runner's feet
I'm not a foot person. I don't like touching other people's feet, unless your names rhymes with Schmissy. I don't like people touching me with their feet. I think feet, in general are gross. Disgusting.
But dancer's and runner's have the grossest feet of all.
Remember when I got this:
I swear by it. And while it won't cure my blisters or keep my toenails from falling off - it does keep my tootsie's nice and soft. No gross looking cracked out heels for this girl.
*sigh* Running or a perfect polish job? I'll take running any time.
But dancer's and runner's have the grossest feet of all.
Remember when I got this:
Today it looked like this:
And not to mention this little problem:
That's my toe minus the nail. Yup. No nail at all. Totally screws up a nice polish job.
You can't win as a runner. Your toes and feet will always have something jacked up about them, but I will pimp out my favorite foot product of all.
This:
I swear by it. And while it won't cure my blisters or keep my toenails from falling off - it does keep my tootsie's nice and soft. No gross looking cracked out heels for this girl.
*sigh* Running or a perfect polish job? I'll take running any time.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Mini Cooper of Murray - HOW I LOVE YOU!!!
Remember my new ride? The one I love so much?
So yeah, the check engine light came on in my NEW TO ME Mini Cooper (name to finally be revealed at the end of the post), and it was sputtering when it started. Rut roh! Crap-a-doodle!
I dutifully called the dealership and asked if I had to have an appointment to bring it in for service. I was told yes. I asked when could I bring it in. I was told August 11th. HOLY HANNAH! Are you freaking kidding me? I said, "Are you SERIOUS? You mean to tell me that my car could be totally broken down and I would have to wait clear until the 11th?" The poor person on the other end of the phone took a few long seconds to answer me (I'm sure he was rolling his eyes at the crazy lady), and said that if I could leave it there, I could drop it off and hope for a cancellation and it get in sooner.
Hmmmm......let's see. I can't drive it. At least, my owners manual says I shouldn't. So it could either sit in the garage until the 11th or it could sit at the dealership and I might get lucky with a cancellation. Choice seemed pretty clear to me.
Yesterday morning, I parked in the service area, and walked in to a gentleman behind a desk. I explained what I was told on the phone and he kinda looked a little incredulously at me (more like 'your frickin crazy lady). In fact, he asked who I talked to that told me I could leave it. I dunno know, I tell him. He opens a drawer to show me all the car keys of the people who are ahead of me. People who have appointments. I think he was making the point that any idea of getting it looked at earlier was a joke.
At any rate, I left it, had the Shark pick me up and take me to work and I fell into depression knowing my beloved car was sitting all alone in a dealership parking lot. I was now stuck driving the Molly the Mustang or the Pete the Pathfinder. I love them but NOT like I love my Mini.
Fast forward to this afternoon when I received this email:
M-Cat,
Your MINI is ready!
Just let me know when you would like to pick it up.
Levi
Levi Vxx Xxxxxxx
MINI of Murray
I could hardly believe it! As soon as Tuffy emerged from the Man Cave I had him and his GF take me over to the dealership.
I walked into the friendly face I've ever seen! Levi himself - right there -with my car ALL GOOD TO GO!
He explained what the issue was -some engine misfiring. I sheepishly asked if it could have possibly have come from me running to just about bone dry before filling the tank. Yeah, I totally pulled a Kramer. It has this cool computer that tells me how many miles I have before the tank is empty and I just kept pushing it. it was a small adrenaline rush......but I digress.
He gave me my paperwork, explaining that they also saw that my brakes needed some service and then also did a general overall inspection. I again reiterated at how shocked I was that it was done so quickly, when just yesterday I was given the impression that no way in hades would I be hearing from them before the 11th. Know what? Levi had guys work late yesterday. YES!! I KNOW!!!! I was a tich tempted to kiss him, but instead told him that he officially was getting a HUGE shout out on the old blog!
A cute young man brought my beloved Mini up front, and I was out of there giddy as 16 year old who just got asked to the prom!
Ahhhhh, my Mini. I love him. I do. I've finally named him. Benny. As in Benny the Jet. Sing it now....
Ba ba ba Benny! Ba ba ba Benny! Ba ba ba Benny is the Jet!
And to Levi and his crew at Mini of Murray - you now have a loyal and dedicated customer who will sing your praises any chance she can get.
*note: I was in no way compensated by Mini of Murray - I just now REALLY love the dudes!*
I dutifully called the dealership and asked if I had to have an appointment to bring it in for service. I was told yes. I asked when could I bring it in. I was told August 11th. HOLY HANNAH! Are you freaking kidding me? I said, "Are you SERIOUS? You mean to tell me that my car could be totally broken down and I would have to wait clear until the 11th?" The poor person on the other end of the phone took a few long seconds to answer me (I'm sure he was rolling his eyes at the crazy lady), and said that if I could leave it there, I could drop it off and hope for a cancellation and it get in sooner.
Hmmmm......let's see. I can't drive it. At least, my owners manual says I shouldn't. So it could either sit in the garage until the 11th or it could sit at the dealership and I might get lucky with a cancellation. Choice seemed pretty clear to me.
Yesterday morning, I parked in the service area, and walked in to a gentleman behind a desk. I explained what I was told on the phone and he kinda looked a little incredulously at me (more like 'your frickin crazy lady). In fact, he asked who I talked to that told me I could leave it. I dunno know, I tell him. He opens a drawer to show me all the car keys of the people who are ahead of me. People who have appointments. I think he was making the point that any idea of getting it looked at earlier was a joke.
At any rate, I left it, had the Shark pick me up and take me to work and I fell into depression knowing my beloved car was sitting all alone in a dealership parking lot. I was now stuck driving the Molly the Mustang or the Pete the Pathfinder. I love them but NOT like I love my Mini.
Fast forward to this afternoon when I received this email:
M-Cat,
Your MINI is ready!
Just let me know when you would like to pick it up.
Levi
Levi Vxx Xxxxxxx
MINI of Murray
I could hardly believe it! As soon as Tuffy emerged from the Man Cave I had him and his GF take me over to the dealership.
I walked into the friendly face I've ever seen! Levi himself - right there -with my car ALL GOOD TO GO!
He explained what the issue was -some engine misfiring. I sheepishly asked if it could have possibly have come from me running to just about bone dry before filling the tank. Yeah, I totally pulled a Kramer. It has this cool computer that tells me how many miles I have before the tank is empty and I just kept pushing it. it was a small adrenaline rush......but I digress.
He gave me my paperwork, explaining that they also saw that my brakes needed some service and then also did a general overall inspection. I again reiterated at how shocked I was that it was done so quickly, when just yesterday I was given the impression that no way in hades would I be hearing from them before the 11th. Know what? Levi had guys work late yesterday. YES!! I KNOW!!!! I was a tich tempted to kiss him, but instead told him that he officially was getting a HUGE shout out on the old blog!
A cute young man brought my beloved Mini up front, and I was out of there giddy as 16 year old who just got asked to the prom!
Ahhhhh, my Mini. I love him. I do. I've finally named him. Benny. As in Benny the Jet. Sing it now....
Ba ba ba Benny! Ba ba ba Benny! Ba ba ba Benny is the Jet!
And to Levi and his crew at Mini of Murray - you now have a loyal and dedicated customer who will sing your praises any chance she can get.
*note: I was in no way compensated by Mini of Murray - I just now REALLY love the dudes!*
Friday, February 12, 2010
Love. What's Love got to do with it?
Or: You've reverted to your inner child self again
Or: Book Review - 3 books at a time.
Or: What have you been doing for the past several hours? Why did you take the day off, and what do you have to show for it?
I really do love to read. I was a HUGE reader all my life growing up and when my kids were little. I can remember reading book after book after book. I owned the entire Nancy Drew series. As a young married gal, I moved onto huge novels, joined a book club and maintained at least a book a week record.
I lost that appetite gradually over the past few years. I don't know what happened, but my trips to the library dwindled to nothing more than every other year when I would go once to grab several for the beach.
For the most part, I make it through my weekly People magazine, occasionally my Runner's World, and sadly, I am several months behind on my Ensign. This last week though? I have devoured 3 different books. Sure they are all three small and quick reads, but they each made an impression on me and in their own way, caused my little old, black heart to swell with love.
Alphabet Soup
I know, I know I already reviewed it in this post. And if you want to be in the running for a copy, you'll have to go there and post a comment, but it does merit another mention. Not only because I am the best book pimp in the world, and an even better SIL, but because I am still laughing over the stories, many of which I had forgetten. The family armed with their paintball guns going after the rodents. Push-ups on the side of the road and yes it was Luka who barfed in the cookie dough. It's such a fun read and when I was finished, I pondered all the good times my family has had together. I thought of my brother, his wife and children and was reminded how much I freakin LOVE them!
Prepare Now for the Temple
Okay, I won this back in August of LAST YEAR in a blog give away, and I confess that it has been in my reading basket on my nightstand since then. I keep dropping my monthly magazines on top of it and forgetting that I had it. Wednesday night, I did a little cleaning and de-cluttering and my basket got my wrath. I rediscovered a whole lot of reading material that I had put aside for a "later date".
I loved this read. Brittany (private blog - sorry) does a great job of addressing the importance of preparing to attend the temple and directed it to young women. Who am I kidding? I even learned a thing or two. Ever since I have served in YW - I have made a deal with each of them. When they get married in the temple, I will give them their first pair of "good girls" (that is what I call the garments). I've tried to make is a special occasion and impress on them what a big deal it is. I decided after reading her book, I am going to include a copy of it for each of my girls when I give them their "goods". I am also inspired to get myself back to the temple. I need to worship there more often. I am reminded how much I love it.
PS - sorry it took me so long to review it Brittany!
The Shack
Martie was telling me all about this earlier this week and I was so intrigued I actually asked to borrow the book and then spent a good several hours reading it. I had a hard time putting it down. I don't want to give too much of the plot away, but let me say this.....it is one of the most thought-provoking books I have read in a long time, and while the specific's aren't necessarily important, the message can be life-altering. I absolutely view my purpose and my relationships with every single person I encounter different than I did this morning. Isn't that a strange thing? Here it is 4:00pm MST and I am a different person than I was 8 hours ago.
In fact, I finished the book, laid it down on my chest and just rested quietly on the couch thinking. THINKING. In my mind's eye I pictured my parents, my siblings, my husband, my children, my friends. Individually.
I picked the book up again, thumbed through and found some of my favorite thoughts and then wished the copy was my own so I could pull out my highlighter. It centers completely on love and relationships. I looked at my book marker which happened to be a pink doily heart I had on hand for Valentine's. I then thought how fitting it was that I read this book on Valentine's day weekend. Love.
That's really what it's all about anyway right? Love. Valentine's day isn't just a day for romance, chocolate, hearts and devotions to our sweethearts, it also includes expressions of love for ALL of our relationships.
Great book. Great read. Great thought provoker and life changer.
And now, I think I'll hit the library tomorrow and start embracing that piece of me that LOVES to read.
Or: Book Review - 3 books at a time.
Or: What have you been doing for the past several hours? Why did you take the day off, and what do you have to show for it?
I really do love to read. I was a HUGE reader all my life growing up and when my kids were little. I can remember reading book after book after book. I owned the entire Nancy Drew series. As a young married gal, I moved onto huge novels, joined a book club and maintained at least a book a week record.
I lost that appetite gradually over the past few years. I don't know what happened, but my trips to the library dwindled to nothing more than every other year when I would go once to grab several for the beach.
For the most part, I make it through my weekly People magazine, occasionally my Runner's World, and sadly, I am several months behind on my Ensign. This last week though? I have devoured 3 different books. Sure they are all three small and quick reads, but they each made an impression on me and in their own way, caused my little old, black heart to swell with love.
I know, I know I already reviewed it in this post. And if you want to be in the running for a copy, you'll have to go there and post a comment, but it does merit another mention. Not only because I am the best book pimp in the world, and an even better SIL, but because I am still laughing over the stories, many of which I had forgetten. The family armed with their paintball guns going after the rodents. Push-ups on the side of the road and yes it was Luka who barfed in the cookie dough. It's such a fun read and when I was finished, I pondered all the good times my family has had together. I thought of my brother, his wife and children and was reminded how much I freakin LOVE them!
Okay, I won this back in August of LAST YEAR in a blog give away, and I confess that it has been in my reading basket on my nightstand since then. I keep dropping my monthly magazines on top of it and forgetting that I had it. Wednesday night, I did a little cleaning and de-cluttering and my basket got my wrath. I rediscovered a whole lot of reading material that I had put aside for a "later date".
I loved this read. Brittany (private blog - sorry) does a great job of addressing the importance of preparing to attend the temple and directed it to young women. Who am I kidding? I even learned a thing or two. Ever since I have served in YW - I have made a deal with each of them. When they get married in the temple, I will give them their first pair of "good girls" (that is what I call the garments). I've tried to make is a special occasion and impress on them what a big deal it is. I decided after reading her book, I am going to include a copy of it for each of my girls when I give them their "goods". I am also inspired to get myself back to the temple. I need to worship there more often. I am reminded how much I love it.
PS - sorry it took me so long to review it Brittany!
Martie was telling me all about this earlier this week and I was so intrigued I actually asked to borrow the book and then spent a good several hours reading it. I had a hard time putting it down. I don't want to give too much of the plot away, but let me say this.....it is one of the most thought-provoking books I have read in a long time, and while the specific's aren't necessarily important, the message can be life-altering. I absolutely view my purpose and my relationships with every single person I encounter different than I did this morning. Isn't that a strange thing? Here it is 4:00pm MST and I am a different person than I was 8 hours ago.
In fact, I finished the book, laid it down on my chest and just rested quietly on the couch thinking. THINKING. In my mind's eye I pictured my parents, my siblings, my husband, my children, my friends. Individually.
I picked the book up again, thumbed through and found some of my favorite thoughts and then wished the copy was my own so I could pull out my highlighter. It centers completely on love and relationships. I looked at my book marker which happened to be a pink doily heart I had on hand for Valentine's. I then thought how fitting it was that I read this book on Valentine's day weekend. Love.
That's really what it's all about anyway right? Love. Valentine's day isn't just a day for romance, chocolate, hearts and devotions to our sweethearts, it also includes expressions of love for ALL of our relationships.
Great book. Great read. Great thought provoker and life changer.
And now, I think I'll hit the library tomorrow and start embracing that piece of me that LOVES to read.
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