Tales of Wit and Charm…

i’ve been thinking about getting a night/weekend job. as if working and school isn’t enough to occupy my time, right? the money would be nice, and a change of pace would be welcomed. it would be helpful to do something relating to social services, as that is what i am studying.

i’ve been with the same company for almost a decade (gasp), which is amazing for someone who claims commitment issues! i love the people i work with, they are my family, and most days i like them better than my own family! however, it would be nice to have something a little more social than my daily geek-fest. don’t get me wrong, i adore my geeks. but, i work with the same people day in and day out. it would be fun to mix things up a bit.

but, what to do….

well, it has been decided….and not by me. are you ready? are you sitting down? good, as my future contains porn. you’re surprised aren’t you? with the whole “invest in my chest” campaign you wouldn’t think i have it in me. i know, nor did i.

so, let me explain. i wanted some very natural looking highlights in my hair. it’s almost summer, and as a dirty (pun inended) blonde, i wanted to brighten it up a bit. natural, notsomuch. porn star, yes.

behold my future….

i’m famous for never being prepared. i constantly rely on my friends for anything i might need while i’m out. jen for lipstick. aimee for her big purse to carry my phone and wallet. midge for alcohol. my friends love me, and don’t mind. i think?

tonight i didn’t have a galpal, so i wasn’t prepared with a real camera, just my camera phone. a “friend” took me to a dinner tonight held for jazz season ticket holders.

mmmmm……man candy!!

i had a great time, and successfully felt up at least one player! someday, i’ll learn to be prepared.

maybe.

it was a slow weekend; in part due to conference, but mostly due to the fact the geeks were out of town. not only were they gone for the weekend, but they left me all day friday…. geek-free! pmk originally came up with the idea to have guest bloggers, however, he’s been “busy” and is now just getting around to writing one. whatever. i think once his family circus was over he didn’t have proper blogging material.

and with that i bring you brokeback zion….

A nice but cold morning in Zion Canyon.

JB requires each of the students to give a presentation at some point of the trip to pass the class. You should have heard some of the hack jobs we witnessed. I am really worried about the future of our college students. Some were actually entertaining. We heard about flash floods (The Prophet), some sort of camp fire banana abomination (the Mormon couple) and how to stop gaping wounds from bleeding (the Doc). That one could come in really useful after seeing the way alex & jb ride.

The most gratifying part of the trip was to see us ‘older’ folk kick some 20 something ass going up Kolob Canyon and out on the Gooseberry Mesa. Still good to know we’ve got something left in the tank.
Some of the slackers trying to keep up.

Sarah would have been appalled at the guest showers in the campground. The only person I know that is more neurotic than I am is Sarah. You go into these glorified bathroom stalls and stick you token into the wall timer for 10 minutes of hot water. The floor is caked in mud and god knows what else. You have no choice but to walk barefoot through the muck to the shower part. The air is freezing, but the warm water feels good. Your 10 minutes seems to go by in a nanosecond and you are stuck with the stark reality of cold air. Now the fun begins: you have to walk back through the muck and put your clothes back on without dropping them into it. I dropped a sock and contemplated leaving it there. Instead, I gave to Sarah as a souvenir. Hope she liked it!

as i’ve mentioned before, my brother is a practicing mormon–practicing what, i’m unsure of. i picked him and a few friends up from conference today. this is what i wore in honor of my heritage…..
they have metal detectors at the conference center, so ben was forced to take his keys out for all to see….
i’m starting to wonder if he really is my biological brother, and not a random baby our mother found in a parking lot–like i told him as a child!

i’m a bit out of sorts this morning; time change, takes some time getting used to. apparently, i am not the only only. i awoke to this:
daisy has a dog bed on the floor, where she sleeps, at some point in the middle of the night she decided that wasn’t good enough. without waking me (which is nearly impossible!), she jumped onto my bed, settled in and went to sleep. she looked entirely too cute to kick out!

sometimes a girl needs a little boost, a boost beyond a soy americano, that is. so, when i saw the below statement on a “friend’s” blog, i knew it was true. i’m abfab! i won’t be needing that extra shot in my coffee today!

“Originally I put this pic up for Sarah, a hot girl in Utah that is pretty much the only one that I’d consider staying for….”

squish, squish, dahling, squish, squish..