Anything But Ordinary,
Two blogs. That's how many you can get in before I notice. Two.
I myself have a new found appreciation for the zoo. I hadn't gone to the zoo in YEARS and was perfectly fine with that because I never had a strong desire. Then I found out Columbus has the best zoo in the country and NOW I MUST GO!!!!!!!!!!!!! Favorite animal at the zoo: Penguin. They just seem like they'd be a lot of fun to hang out with.
So you know what I have been complimented on a surprising amount lately? My eyebrows. Yes, you read that correctly, and I'm not joking for once in my life. Several people have commented on how good my eyebrows look. To which I pridefully reply "I was blessed with natural arches."
A storm is rolling in. Every time it storms now I think of you and how scared you must have been 3 hours earlier.
So Megan and I are convinced that my boss is secretly a ninja because we will see him in his office and LITERALLY 4 seconds later when we go to talk to him, HE'S GONE! And we'll look around the entire office and never find him. IT'S LIKE HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR! #ninjaboss
Dakota Fanning graduated high school. She plans on going to NYU. I always thought young Dakota might turn out to be one of those intelligent child actors that ends up going to college and getting educated. Go her.
I also love the small things in life. I feel like you and I are cut of the same cloth in this aspect because I also tend to notice little things that make me smile. Example: Once I was in a dressing room trying on clothes and there was a woman and her young daughter in the stall next to mine. The little girl said "Mom, I think you should get the dress that looks best on you. Actually, I think you shouldn't get any and save your money so you can take me to Disney World." Wait a minute, was that little girl really you reincarnated!?!?!
Other small things in life that make me joyful:
1) seeing the sun rays burst through the clouds
2) watching squirrels play with each other
3) witness a child's excitment
4) hearing someone play piano
5) being told a belly-laugh worthy joke
6) the feel on my face when I first lay down on my pillow at night to go to bed.
I have an open wound on my elbow that WILL NOT HEAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I swear it has a stubborn mind of it's own and has a mission in life to constantly cause me pain by NEVER GOING AWAY! EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why oh why does my body hate me? I think it's because I've been depriving it of crackers and this is its way of getting back at me for not feeding it such a necessity. And Neosporin has been failing me. I've been lathering it on like it's going out of style but the wound is still there! I thought Neosporin or however you spell it was supposed to be some kind of miracle medicine that made all boo boos magically disappear. Childhood fantasies destroyed. I bet now you're wondering how I got this horrendous battle wound aren't you? Well, let me tell you Becca, LET ME TELL YOU!!!
I was walking through a meadow one day after work picking daisies and making daisy chains to wear on my head when all of a sudden the sky went black. WEIRDEST THING EVER (right after Kim Kardashian as a singer of course)! I looked up at the dark sea of clouds and to my horrow I saw what is possible the most scary thing on the face of this planet decending. Lady Gaga. She has horns and spikes and other odd things protruding from her person and her make up was so thick a clown that was also in the meadow ran in horror. All of a sudden, a thunderous voice came from this mythical being. It said "LUNNNNNNAAAAAAAAA! I have come to challenge you to a duel of the utmost physical difficulty. If you win, I will agree to make my next music video no where near as disgusting and inappropriate as I normally do. If I win, I GET YOUR SOUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I asked her what the duel entailed and she said "We will face off against each other in a battle of strength and endurance. See those piles of logs over there?" "Yeh" I replied. "Whoever chops all their logs first wins the duel!" Being the cocky person I am I accepted such an easy challenge. At the sound of the whoopi cushion, we began. We were both chopping with such speed and intensity and fury that you could barely see our hands moving. All you could see was splinters of wood flying everywhere. I, of course, won the duel because of my bulging muscles I now possess. Lady Gaga didn't even have a chance. She was about to sign over the directing rights to her next video when she went crazy, like she always does, and starting flinging her ax around haphazardly. Unfortunately, in all the commotion she managed to knick me right in the elbow barely taking off the first layer of skin. I promptly gave her a swift roundhouse kick and knocked her down. Needless to say, my wound is worth it if Lady Gaga gets put in her place.
Actually, I got it doing a side plank.
So you like how I've spent half of this post so far talking about my oozing wound. And how you have the image of an oozing wound stuck in your head. You are welcome.
I am SUPER DEE-DUPER excited about the Beccachel Weekend Extravaganza! (there's a lot of a's in that word) And just so you know, if you honestly don't think Lola can make the trip, I don't mind driving to see you. I have started compiling a list of super fun activities for us to do during our weekend:
-ZOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Kickboxing lesson
-Cake Wars Competition
-Sporcle
-Somehow prank K Joe Timm
-Goon someone
-We should probably visit Mama G at some point...
-Try on Prom Dresses
-Go Dragon Hunting
-Practice casting spells
-Watch Tangled
-Get tangled in Christmas lights
-Build a rollar coaster
-Ride a rollar coaster
-Adopt a Highway
-Film an action movie
-Write a book about dark matter
-Memorize the Swedish Royal family line
It's gonna be EPIC!!!! Just like your future son's name. Epic Butter. Haha, that's funny now that I see it. I wonder what epic butter would taste like? Sweet or Spicy? I'd go with Spicy. Definitely not salty. Yeh, I'm thinking spicy.
This might acutally turn out to be my longest post ever.
Maybe not.
Who knows.
I don't.
Sk8er Boi,
Luna
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