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Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Hi my name is Carrie and I'm an obsessive eye brow plucker...

Happy Hump Day everyone!
Traffic was SO BAD this morning it was UNREAL. I think that’s the worst traffic I’ve ever sat in.
Last night I watched “Intervention” off the DVR and it was this guy who was an alcoholic and he got put in the hospital for alcohol poisoning, which wasn’t shocking since he drank a GALLON OF PLASTIC BOTTLE VODKA, but the most disturbing part of the episode was when he DRANK HAND SANITIZER in the hospital because it was 62% alcohol and he needed it. HAND SANITIZER. Grossest thing EVER. And he acted like it was water. It was the saddest thing I’ve ever seen. He was all dead behind the eyes and crying all the time. I feel sadistic just watching the show. And then I don’t even watch the “intervention” part of it, I fast forward thru it because I don’t like to hear families blame shift. I just want to see the end. By the way Anthony has been sober since Sept. 22, 2008 which I find VERY HARD TO BELIEVE since he DRANK HAND SANTIZER.
He was almost as disturbing as the lady who drank mouth wash. Probably more disturbing because at least mouth wash is minty.
The Amazon Gold box is going to ruin my marriage. Amazon entirely is on track to ruin my entire bank account. Why do they have to have such good deals? Jerks.
I’m sad to report that the economy crisis is starting to effect the Midwest and people I know. My brother is looking for a job and a lot of my friends are too. I feel so bad! I know a lot of other people who are beginning to receive threats that layoffs. I really hope things pick up soon for our nation.
A radio DJ this morning said something that really struck me, she was talking about how the media is going crazy because Jessica Simpson went from a size 2 to a size 8 (by the way there is NOTHING wrong with that at all, I applaud her) and she said “It’s so sad to think that just last week our country was full of optimism and hope and love when we were rallying behind a new President, and now we are back to this petty crap.” And it’s so true. I also read a quote from Actor Daniel Radcliffe that really summed up how I feel about Obama right now or at least on inauguration day-He expressed his happiness for America in having elected Obama, describing him as a combination of Martin Luther King and JFK, saying he represents “everything the rest of the world liked about America and now likes again.” I think I really feel that sentiment because I’ve seen America thru the eyes of the rest of the world when I lived overseas on military bases.

So here are the foods I think we will be having at the STUPID bowl party-greek dip, sausages, beef and cheese dip and bean and cheese dip. And I might get some veggies. Small snacks, it’s a small party from our guest list so far. I’m trying to find a good bean and cheese dip recipe. One that you can dip tortilla chips in. Nothing that involves VELVEETA. Please for the love of pete. Maybe something with cream cheese instead? Throw your recopies my way! Ooo! And if I can put it in the crockpot you will be my hero and you may stay at our party until 10:10!
Okay well I’d better get on with the day since I was a half an hour late to work.
Also, can we just cancel the audition part of American Idol? PLEASE? They didnt' even SHOW the people who got thru really, just weirdness, that episode wasn't even worth the 15 minutes I spent fast forwarding thru it. I'm over it, can we just get to the elimination rounds so you can break my heart already and kill all the people I like? I'm starting to think David Cook was a fluke. Last seasons auditions were a little more bearable then the crap they are putting out right now...Anyone feeling me on this??
Once again it’s a day where NO ONE is emailing me. I’m starting to wonder if my friends are still alive or if their email isn’t getting thru or if MY email’s aren’t getting thru. Either way I’m very worried about my lack of emails.
One Love!
Carrie

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Welcome PRESIDENT Obama!! Yay for days where history happens!

Happy HISTORY EVERYONE!!

I am going to have a stunted blog today because I have not yet quite processed all of my feelings on the Inauguration today. Besides just ecstatic and excited and wordless about it.
I hope all of you got a chance to watch. I finally got CNN.com up and working after a few failed attempts! I actually missed the first part of the inauguration waiting for the video to load. UGH! Good thing I DVR’d it!
It’s just all so very very exciting, and hopeful. I am very hopeful. Especially since my children will be born while Barack is president
L’ara (whose house we are going to tomorrow for what sounds like a Top Chef inspired dinner!) would like to recommend the book “I hope they serve beer in hell” to our Heavy Baggage Book Club. Here is the description and cover from Amazon.com-
My name is Tucker Max, and I am an asshole. I get excessively drunk at inappropriate times, disregard social norms, indulge every whim, ignore the consequences of my actions, mock idiots and posers, sleep with more women than is safe or reasonable, and just generally act like a raging dickhead. But, I do contribute to humanity in one very important way: I share my adventures with the world. —from the Introduction Actual reader feedback:
"I am completely baffled as to how you can congratulate yourself for being a womanizer and a raging drunk, or think anyone cares about an idiot like you. Do you really think that exploiting the insecurities of others while getting wasted is a legitimate thing to offer?"
"Thank you, thank you, thank you—for sharing with us your wonderful tales of drunken revelry, for teaching me what it means to be a man, for just existing so I know that there is another option; I too can say ‘screw the system’ and be myself and have fun. My life truly began when I finished reading your stories. Now, when faced with a quandary about what course of action I should take, I just ask myself, ‘What Would Tucker Do?’—and I do it, and I am a better man for it."
"I find it truly appalling that there are people in the world like you. You are a disgusting, vile, repulsive, repugnant, foul creature. Because of you, I don’t believe in God anymore. No just God would allow someone like you to exist."
"I’ll stay with God as my lord, but you are my savior. I just finished reading your brilliant stories, and I laughed so hard I almost vomited. I want to bring that kind of joy to people. You’re an artist of the highest order and a true humanitarian to boot. I'm in both shock and awe at how much I want to be you."
"You are the coolest person I can even imagine existing. If you slept with my girlfriend, it'd make me love her more."







Let me know if you are interested in reading it or picking it up so we can post your reviews!!

Okay I’m off to watch PRESIDENT Obama do random things thru out the day! As a history major, I could watch this for the next three days without stop. Ask how many days I was in my room after Sept. 11th happened…anyway-needless to say-ADDICTED!

God Bless you all and God Bless the UNITED States of America!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

WOW!

So Carrie R. sent this to me, and I know I've blogged 100 times today already but too bad.
This is a letter made me cry, at work, in my cubicle.
This letter makes me want to be a mom yesterday.
This letter makes me proud to say I voted for Barak Obama. I agree with everything he is trying to accomplish for our country (as lined out in said letter)
The letter is taken from his interview with Parade magazine. You can find it here. But I will paste it down below in case you are too lazy to click, or you are like me and Seth won't let you open more than one window on your computer, lest your poor old Dell crashes and dies from working to hard.
I hope he brings back Fireside Chats like Roosevelt! I would DVR it!

Next Tuesday, Barack Obama will be sworn in as our 44th President. On this historic occasion, PARADE asked the President-elect, who is also a devoted family man, to get personal and tell us what he wants for his children. Here, he shares his letter to them.

Dear Malia and Sasha,

I know that you've both had a lot of fun these last two years on the campaign trail, going to picnics and parades and state fairs, eating all sorts of junk food your mother and I probably shouldn't have let you have. But I also know that it hasn't always been easy for you and Mom, and that as excited as you both are about that new puppy, it doesn't make up for all the time we've been apart. I know how much I've missed these past two years, and today I want to tell you a little more about why I decided to take our family on this journey.

When I was a young man, I thought life was all about me—about how I'd make my way in the world, become successful, and get the things I want. But then the two of you came into my world with all your curiosity and mischief and those smiles that never fail to fill my heart and light up my day. And suddenly, all my big plans for myself didn't seem so important anymore. I soon found that the greatest joy in my life was the joy I saw in yours. And I realized that my own life wouldn't count for much unless I was able to ensure that you had every opportunity for happiness and fulfillment in yours. In the end, girls, that's why I ran for President: because of what I want for you and for every child in this nation.

I want all our children to go to schools worthy of their potential—schools that challenge them, inspire them, and instill in them a sense of wonder about the world around them. I want them to have the chance to go to college—even if their parents aren't rich. And I want them to get good jobs: jobs that pay well and give them benefits like health care, jobs that let them spend time with their own kids and retire with dignity.

I want us to push the boundaries of discovery so that you'll live to see new technologies and inventions that improve our lives and make our planet cleaner and safer. And I want us to push our own human boundaries to reach beyond the divides of race and region, gender and religion that keep us from seeing the best in each other. Sometimes we have to send our young men and women into war and other dangerous situations to protect our country—but when we do, I want to make sure that it is only for a very good reason, that we try our best to settle our differences with others peacefully, and that we do everything possible to keep our servicemen and women safe. And I want every child to understand that the blessings these brave Americans fight for are not free—that with the great privilege of being a citizen of this nation comes great responsibility.

That was the lesson your grandmother tried to teach me when I was your age, reading me the opening lines of the Declaration of Independence and telling me about the men and women who marched for equality because they believed those words put to paper two centuries ago should mean something.

She helped me understand that America is great not because it is perfect but because it can always be made better—and that the unfinished work of perfecting our union falls to each of us. It's a charge we pass on to our children, coming closer with each new generation to what we know America should be.

I hope both of you will take up that work, righting the wrongs that you see and working to give others the chances you've had. Not just because you have an obligation to give something back to this country that has given our family so much—although you do have that obligation. But because you have an obligation to yourself. Because it is only when you hitch your wagon to something larger than yourself that you will realize your true potential.

These are the things I want for you—to grow up in a world with no limits on your dreams and no achievements beyond your reach, and to grow into compassionate, committed women who will help build that world. And I want every child to have the same chances to learn and dream and grow and thrive that you girls have. That's why I've taken our family on this great adventure.

I am so proud of both of you. I love you more than you can ever know. And I am grateful every day for your patience, poise, grace, and humor as we prepare to start our new life together in the White House.

Love, Dad

LOVE.HIM. <---- The end.
I might be back later today-who knows? If not have a great day and an awesome tomorrow!