Sunburnt and rambling

First of all, I'm an idiot. I'm an idiot because Saturday I wore a tank top out in the heat of the day with no sun screen for the first time this season...and my very pasty skin is now the color of a lobster. And it hurts. Bad.

Now that we've established I'm an idiot, let's move on to something less exciting. Despite the fact that life just continues to rush on by and every time I really think about the fact that it's already close to the FIFTH month of this year I get overwhelmed, I really haven't had much excitement in my life to blog about. I've been enjoying the new episodes of "Lost" and "The Office" and have pretty much been counting down the days until the next time I go somewhere other than Sand Springs, America.

Work has been crammed full of mandatory fun meetings, and if we aren't at the mandatory fun meetings, then they are sending mass emails about the fun meetings. It's loads of fun, I tell ya. They (they meaning not my work people, but someone else) are currently knocking down and burning trees behind our parking lot, for what will probably be the 56th bank on this side of town, so we've had quite the smoke-filled odor floating through our building.

Mike and I are thinking about getting a new house. Wait. Let me rephrase: Mike and I are thinking about getting to the point where we think about getting a new house...next year is the goal. We always said we would live in our current house for 5 years, then move into something a little bigger (no that is not a plug to say we are planning to expand our family). Yes, we are only two people and a dog and we want more space. Sharing the scrapbook room with the guest room/catch all is not my idea of fun. I need more space for all the scrap stuff I am accumulating. :) I'm getting "new house fever" in the worst way. I try not to really think about it a whole lot because I know we won't be ready to move until next year, but I can't help it. It's so close I can taste it. I don't think my obsession would be so bad, but I have lived in this house for 21 years people!! (we bought my parents house when we got married in case you didn't know that) We've done a LOT to the house to make it our own, but I'm ready for a change. Like yesterday.

All that to say, I really have nothing new going on in my life. Just living life and having fun. Hopefully I'll get some more good blogging material soon. Blogger's block sucks. Hard core.

Addictions

Have you ever played Tetris so much that when you lay down to sleep at night and close your eyes, your mind is still putting the falling pieces together? I have...many times.

I have an addictive personality. I get "hooked" on stuff really easily. If I find a new TV show that I am interested in, I can't just watch every episode ever created from the series nonstop with no sleep, food, or interaction with civilization. I can't stop there. I have to go online and research the show, research the actors, the characters, and everything in between. I get obsessed until I'm convinced I know more about the show than the ones who created and wrote it. No lie. Then I have to get my sister into the show and all my friends and people I know, so that I won't feel quite so guilty about spending so much time obsessing over something that's not real.

But it's not just TV--it can be anything. If I read a book I really like, I can't stop until I've read every book written by that author. Or if I find a game I like, I can't stop playing it until I've mastered it. Or even a new website, that has my mind thinking of suggestions and scenarios to offer to the blogger to write about even when I'm laying awake at night. My mind won't shut off. So much so that I start to dream about the things I'm obsessing about.

I'm so thankful that I never tried drugs or alcohol because I'm sure that I would be an addict to all of it. I'd be in rehab for the 8th or 9th time...I'd probably be addicted to rehab. Thank goodness I'm not, or else I'd had to move to Hollywood.

My current obsession is a trial that's been in the headlines for a couple of weeks. It's a pretty gruesome trial, so I'm not entirely sure what drew me to it in the first place, but it did. And I have been obsessed with it for a week. I can't stop watching it. The jury is in deliberation right now, and I am anxiously waiting to here the verdict-whenever that will be. I'm hoping after they make their decision that I can go back to lead a normal life again...that is, until I find something else to obsess about. I need help. :)

Cops

People are afraid of cops. It's in their nature. They can't help it. You are driving down the road minding your own business and you see a cop...your immediate reaction is to press on the break. Even if you aren't speeding.

Unlucky for me, there's a cop in my town that seems to have the same arrival time to work as me because I always seem to follow him into Tulsa when I'm running late. The police precinct is about 5 minutes from my job, so for practically the entire 30 minute drive to work I follow him.

Here's what I find annoying: If I'm running late, the last thing I want is to follow a group of cars going 10 miles UNDER the limit because there is a cop in front of them and they are scared to pass him. There is no written law that you can't pass a cop if you are not speeding. So instead of herding like cattle in all lanes BEHIND the cop, please go the speed limit and pass him!! He can't write you a ticket for going the limit. Seriously people. Get out of my way so I can get to work on time.

Thank you. That is all.

Life changing seasons

Right out of college I went through a season in my life where all of my friends were getting married...including myself. It was a lot of fun-I love weddings, especially when it's a close friend or family member. I did find it ironic though, that the only conversation that a person could hold with me was to ask me about the wedding plans. The conversation was so predictable and would always go something like this:

Person: Hey how's it going?
Me: Pretty good...you?
Person: Good...
(long pause)
Person: So, how are the wedding plans coming along?
Me: Pretty good.
(long pause)

And then they go on their merry way. I thought that after a few years wedding season would stop...or at least slow down. But the truth is, it will never stop. Someone I know will always be getting married. But now I've found, that on top of wedding season, I've now entered baby season. Right now, 8 out of my 100 MySpace friends are pregnant. And that doesn't even include the "dad" friends that I have whose wifes are preggers. That's 8%, which seams like a lot to me. And now the predictable conversation has now transformed into the following:

Me: Hey, congrats on the baby! That's so exciting. Happy for you.
Person: Hey, thanks. We're excited. So...when are you going to have a baby?

It's like word vomit...they can't help it. They have to ask. So it makes me wonder--why do we do that? Why do we feel the need to ask the same question to every newly engaged couple and to every newly married couple? Why can't we just let them offer the information if they choose to? It's not like we really want to know. We just have to ask because we can't help it.

Duh!

My friend bought a new flat iron to take on her trip out of the country and noticed on the safety instructions that says, "Do not use while asleep." While normal human beings like you or I would recognize that to be somewhat obvious...some idiot had to attempt such a feat in order for them to include that on the instruction sheet, right? Which only leads me to believe that there are too many idiots in the world.