tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52704222011-04-21T15:25:48.615-05:00Happy MediumOpinionated blather, shampoo suggestions, sexual connotations... it is all right here, folks! Kick back! Enjoy! And, for the sake of my unborn grandchildren, leave loving comments!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comBlogger1091100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1162405973660958652006-11-01T12:07:00.000-06:002006-11-01T12:40:43.923-06:00Booooooo, indeed!Damn Boo at the Zoo! This annual zoo event has ruined All Hallow’s Eve for me. It used to be a joyous occasion, but now it just equals many nights of hell. So, Todd and Warren, yeah, kids in costumes are cute up until you’ve seen 10,000 of em. Fifty-two-percent of which are Spidermen; 17% princesses; 15% some animal; 13% that damn scream movie ghoul; and 3% inflatable sumo Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1159381404784299442006-09-27T13:22:00.000-05:002006-09-27T13:56:39.393-05:00Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1152106268745171852006-07-05T08:29:00.000-05:002006-07-05T08:31:08.756-05:00Donnie and I play a lot of Dr. Mario!Sure, it is a great game, but what would High School Graduate Luigi be like?Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1149786529022255382006-06-08T11:55:00.000-05:002006-06-08T12:08:49.036-05:00The other night, while getting my fulfilling dose of Adult Swim, there was a clip of a very distinctive theme song. Joy filled my heart as the network then implied the beloved show would be coming to Adult Swim starting July 10th. Never was the show mentioned by name… but it wasn’t necessary. I knew. Well, yesterday, I found this:http://www.wandtv.com/dsp_story.cfm?storyid=43795What a frigginSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1144814052296923262006-04-11T22:24:00.000-05:002006-04-12T11:39:13.576-05:00This time of year, critters across the land awake from their winter slumbers.Including Jerkus maximo, more commonly knownas an asshole.Behavior: Courtship behavior includes spewing profanities and burning rubber down at the local Hawaiian Ice Hut, all while decent families are trying to enjoy a tasty treat. Primarily nocturnal. Rarely seen between the hours of 5am and 12noon.Packs of assholes Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1143146020506321242006-03-23T14:16:00.000-06:002006-03-23T14:43:33.280-06:00You will surely find this as entertaining as I have!One Red Paper ClipThis guy started off with a red paper clip and has been making various trades in hopes of eventually ending up with a house. Currently up for trade is a recording contract. Some of the trades that have been offered in return include a full body tattoo, an adult beverage hut in Mexico, and lots and lots of cookie dough. So, Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1141250260381340012006-03-01T15:56:00.000-06:002006-03-01T16:00:02.623-06:00Check this out:Chuck Norris FactsWhat else do you have to do!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1141148260911797712006-02-28T11:36:00.000-06:002006-02-28T11:37:40.920-06:00YOU, shake your junk!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1140038744572660912006-02-15T15:21:00.000-06:002006-02-15T15:25:44.583-06:001. Legal First name? Jezebel. 2. Were you named after anyone? A whore of Biblical proportions. 3. Do you wish on stars? No, but I do wish upon the orange glow of Decatur. 4. When did you last cry? Two days ago when my dog stepped on my foot. 5. What is your favorite lunch meat? Potted meat food product. 6. What is your birth date? Flag Day 1981 7. What is your most embarrassing CD? A Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1139930987651240552006-02-14T09:28:00.000-06:002006-02-14T09:30:51.083-06:00What I would add to my husband's "Across the Street" post:Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1135886738207839392005-12-29T14:03:00.000-06:002005-12-29T14:21:02.863-06:00http://www.superdickery.com/galleries.htmlIf you have a few minutes to spare, browse through this website. You will not be disappointed, unless, of course, humor is your archenemy.Below are a few highlights.http://www.superdickery.com/seduction/1.htmlOne of these things is not like the others.http://www.superdickery.com/seduction/3.htmlI know it was a different time then and some words had Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1135725729393642302005-12-27T16:59:00.000-06:002005-12-27T17:24:16.383-06:00I hope everyone had a wonderful CHRISTmas! Hope you enjoyed it more than this kidThe funniest thing about this picture is the candy cane. The kid has probably lost all bladder control at this point, but has a death grip on that candy cane.This next one is simply called "Toasted"Classic! The facial expressions featured here are just golden, but noticethat the older two are holding on to the Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1134402405516661812005-12-12T09:45:00.000-06:002005-12-12T09:46:45.526-06:00Fine. If you don’t want to call it a Christmas tree, then your menorah is a damn decorative candelabrum.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1132608350439243442005-11-21T15:22:00.000-06:002005-11-21T15:28:17.066-06:00Lets have a little fun.Add a caption to this picture (in comments).Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1130942916351134832005-11-02T08:47:00.000-06:002005-11-02T08:50:15.710-06:00Why does a chicken coop have two doors?Because if it had four, it would be calleda chicken sedan.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1130427428194660202005-10-27T10:23:00.000-05:002005-10-27T10:48:25.393-05:00I have not seen a lot of urinals in my time. For one, I'm a lady that uses only women's public restrooms. For two, urinals are just something I hate to make direct eye contact with... same as with lepers and other bathroom fixtures that apparently have eyeballs.Last night, for at least the second time, maybe even third time, since I've been working full-time for the zoo, someone pooped in a Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1128867303489196582005-10-09T09:13:00.000-05:002005-10-09T09:17:10.446-05:00What has 9 arms and sucks?.....Def LeppardSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1126836050909215582005-09-15T20:32:00.000-05:002005-09-15T21:05:25.660-05:00Don't turn down good pussy when it's free.This is Megatron, commonly referred to as Meg. Meg is a black and white male. He is a little shy, but plays well by himself. Also, he likes his belly rubbedand looks like a pirate. He has an eye patch, nose ring, and goatee.This is Jack, a black and white male. He is adventurous and loves people. I was considering keeping Jack, but I'm pretty Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1126104996180362992005-09-07T09:48:00.000-05:002005-09-07T10:21:06.846-05:00No, no, I cannot take credit for the words that follow.They are the highly poetic, substantially moving lyrics of R. Kelly (“R” standing for statutory RAPE). Yes, if it wasn’t ridiculous enough, here, in writtenform, are the first three “chapters” (excruciating portions)of the “rap opera” (ghetto drama fest) Trapped in the Closet. Enjoy.(Chapter 1 of 5) 7 o'clock in the morning and the rays Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1125364882036050492005-08-29T19:18:00.000-05:002005-08-29T20:55:13.870-05:00Greetings, and welcome to my collectionof odd plush/plastic crustaceans and cephalopods.I have a particular fondness for these thingsand below you will see the history of my collection(oldest to newest).Shrimpy Shrimp-Purchased from the zoo gift shop one summer whileI was teaching Zoo Crew. Not a big seller, butadorable. He chills in the computer desk. Umm,chilled shrimp cocktail. (Please don't Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1125166579149935162005-08-27T13:07:00.000-05:002005-08-27T13:20:03.320-05:00People, people, people! Why all the switching to MySpace? Have you forgotten that YOU power blogger! I’m very disappointed that all of you have fallen forthe friggin’ ingenious marketing tactics of MySpace. You can’t comment unless you sign up… brilliant. However, that means those of us that are stuck in our ways will not be able to leave loving comments. And now that I’ve gotten it in my Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1124990769087130072005-08-25T12:24:00.000-05:002005-08-25T12:26:09.093-05:00Right when I think people can’t surprise me anymore, I get this call:“I heard female catfish menstruate. Is that true?”Was this lady hanging out around the water cooler when this came up? I’m guessing she was the only one of the bunch with the chesticles to actually call the zoo with this doozie.…And, no they do not.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1124652999390504032005-08-21T14:27:00.000-05:002005-08-21T14:49:04.770-05:00Check this out (or else be thrown to the wild albino squirrels of Olney, Illinois):Venom and Maul play Candy Land.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1122560861841031292005-07-28T09:21:00.000-05:002005-07-28T09:28:46.360-05:00If you believe in miracles as I do, please pray for my Sloopy-Boo. The vet thinks there is something wrong with her central nervous system, either a stroke or aninjury. It is very sad for us. She's my pal.I've seen some amazing answers to prayers, especiallyregarding my grandpa's health just within that last couple of months. Therefore, I also have hope for my bunny rabbit.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1121267807780489132005-07-13T10:15:00.000-05:002005-07-13T11:03:27.223-05:00The cat pooped in Don’s pants. Two poos, each in a different pair of pants. There is just something innately funny about poop being in pants. It also helps that they weren’t my pants nor was it my poo. One poo was quite dry, almost beef jerky–like when it was discovered, thus making it easy to remove. The other masterfece however was quite juicy and right smack inside the gluteus maximus Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1119580808576418782005-06-23T21:26:00.000-05:002005-06-23T21:42:53.343-05:00I just got attacked by kittens. I crawled back into their lair (as I have a tendency to do frequently), and they all mauled me. It was the most awesome thing ever. Their eyes are open now. As soon as I got back there, they started wobbling their way over to me. They crawled all over my arms and, when I talked to them, they all started mewing and squeaking. They rock so hard. Most awesome Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1119314137577732582005-06-20T19:34:00.000-05:002005-06-20T19:44:32.156-05:00Here are all of the babies at 1.14 weeks old. They are officially two weeks old today. All (four, count them, four) of the black and white kitties are with balls. The three tri-colored kitties are equipped with fallopian tubes.Enjoy!Capt. Mustachio and Jack "Meg" (but, as it turned out, Meg has balls) and SqueakerBoxxx Sarah's unnamed fave and Bubble Unnamed, but suggestions welcome Poor mom Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1118363364291254612005-06-09T19:29:00.000-05:002005-06-09T20:17:06.426-05:00Knight with her 7 babies, born 6-6-05. Back in April, we adopted a sweet little stray cat. We made her a house cat and named her Knight (pronounced "k-nig-it"). Long story made short, our too-young-to-become-pregnant-cat had 7 kittens on Monday. It wasn't unexpected, mind you, because for the last month she has been enormous. Whenever she tried to run around the house, she looked like a fat Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1117905175461220192005-06-04T12:09:00.000-05:002005-06-04T14:47:01.033-05:00“Erection I have not, young Skywalker.”(P.S. I'm still working on recovering my comments... not that you bastards commented much anyways. You bunch of babies' daddies!)Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1111457445584577642005-03-21T20:10:00.000-06:002005-03-21T20:18:12.826-06:00Welcome to the Easter Spectacular!Hey, there's a hole in this egg! ...Who's naughty?!! Crappin' on the bunny trail!Mmmmm! ...delicious baby!Hoppy Easter, my ass!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1109876752564849562005-03-03T12:59:00.000-06:002005-03-03T13:41:00.900-06:00Had a dream last night…I went to Hardees to get myself a combo meal.For the drink, I chose a vanilla shake. Well,apparently, it wasn’t big enough because I thenwent right next door to a specialty drink/coffeeshop. They had several varieties of smoothies(in those machines that churn the goo), all on aturntable no less… that’s just how many. I chosethe vanilla smoothie. A man resembling theJessica/Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1103824615043004172004-12-23T11:54:00.001-06:002005-06-04T12:21:41.166-05:00Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1102201785008284462004-12-04T16:49:00.000-06:002004-12-04T18:04:24.690-06:00Behold!!! I have blogged twice this week. You must
also read the previous entry. There was talk of penises.
This is a little segment I like to call "Gripes and Likes!"
Gripes:
On Thanksgiving, the family checked the GKC movie listings
for Finding Neverland, a movie that I've been anticipating.
Sure enough, it was showing that night at the ghetto GKC
so seven of us drove across town to view the Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1102026181679290632004-12-02T16:18:00.000-06:002004-12-02T21:00:03.786-06:00Todd mentioned the other day that if he had been born
with 2 penises, he would have wanted his parents to forbid
the doctors from removing one. Guess what I learned
today... Snakes have paired hemipenes. Yes, that's right,
multi-peniled. Tucked into their cloacae are two of these
things. When Mr. Male Snake is wanting to get it on with a
snake of the female persuasion, he flips one of these Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1099511390459435022004-11-03T13:47:00.000-06:002004-11-03T15:54:33.116-06:00cowards (kou'erdz) pl.n. Those who corner, ambush, and decapitate defenseless zoo animals for their own sick amusement. Synonyms: bastards, scum, murderers.
http://www.herald-review.com/articles/2004/11/03/news/local_news/1003714.txt Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1099408370631177562004-11-02T09:10:00.000-06:002004-11-02T09:26:08.926-06:00On your way to the polls today, consider this:
A weapon of mass destruction was found. This weapon killed 300,000 innocent people, including babies.
http://www.thisislondon.com/news/articles/14004914?source=Evening%20Standard
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,135652,00.html
Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1094495648211784662004-09-06T13:29:00.000-05:002004-09-06T13:34:08.213-05:00You shouldn’t have to pay for things that hurt. Case in point, fillings. I had to have 2 cavities filled this week. The numbing shot sure has a sting to it. For some reason, my cheek, just one, became quite swollen and painful after the appointment. Nevertheless, you should only have to pay for things that feel good, like hookers.
My most favorite sandwich is a BLT with peanut butter and Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1092923076551997272004-08-19T08:16:00.000-05:002004-08-19T09:30:02.383-05:00We are the proud parents of a doggie! We adopted her from the Animal Shelter this past weekend. She was a stray and had lived at the shelter for a month. We've named her Bean, and it fits her well because it is a cute and playful name. It was kind of a toss up between Bean and Pinkerton, both of which I came up with. Don and I brainstormed for the longest time. I started going over favorite bandsSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1091634337629910322004-08-04T10:40:00.000-05:002004-08-04T10:54:13.240-05:00Greetings! I have not blogged in far too long. Moving is a gruesome beast, an overwhelming monster. We still have not finished unpacking. Don was working 12.5-hour days last week, and I worked an 8-day streak. We threw a lot of stuff away, and we managed not to kill each other in the process. Mike asked if we were still married after moving. Yes, happily. I only got angry once. Donnie threw my Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1088121365145103512004-06-24T18:52:00.000-05:002004-06-24T19:09:56.000-05:001.75 Liters of Jose Cuervo
On my greatly-anticipated last day at St. Teresa, I was kindly told by the dean that a gift awaited me in the teacher's lounge. I was excited. Sure enough, there was a brightly colored, nicely decorated gift bag with my name on it. The durn thing was heavy as crap and made an odd noise when I picked it up. St. Teresa bought me 1.75 liters of Jose Cuervo margarita.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1087777388524563392004-06-20T19:21:00.000-05:002004-06-20T19:27:11.226-05:00I wondered why the Frisbee kept getting bigger, but then it hit me...Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1084988687614263962004-05-19T12:06:00.000-05:002004-05-19T13:29:14.146-05:00Random Blurbs
Caffeine Free Pepsi is fantastic.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind and Big Fish are so very fantastic. Failing to see these movies would be a sin.
One of my students asked me yesterday, "Can a woman run out of orgasms?" Yey for Friday being the last day of school!
Classsssy
Our apartment has become infested with what I believe are bird mites. Yes, bird mites. You see,Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1084466157276784542004-05-13T11:20:00.000-05:002004-05-14T08:17:22.326-05:00Hope you like the changes made to the ol' blog. It has only taken me HOURS to do.
I think I'll just do a short post on good things/bad things:
Good: Mi Pueblito restaurant in Fairview
Bad: Millikids bringing duck-calls to Mi Pueblito (I can't make this stuff up, folks!)
Good: Mandarin Oranges
Bad: Not being able to open fruit bowls specifically designed for kids' lunches
Good: Automobiles
Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1084294987083167652004-05-11T12:01:00.000-05:002004-05-11T14:01:08.770-05:00"I put two and two together and decided you're pissing me off!"
-Carl
Aqua Teen Hunger Force
Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1083777824952882242004-05-05T12:23:00.000-05:002004-05-05T19:58:36.590-05:00Joke of the Day: What does Michael Jackson like about 28-year-olds? Hmmm??????????? There are twenty of them!
Go Indians!
I just saw an interesting news article. Apparently, the University of Iowa just canceled a baseball game with Bradley due to the Bradley mascot being a Brave. Here's my opinion: there's nothing wrong with having a Native American as a school mascot. Other mascots Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1083189957579648002004-04-28T17:05:00.000-05:002004-04-28T17:40:08.733-05:00Ladies and gents, I present the ECKO tuxedo! Now, this guy looks a little too old to be going to prom. And if he is, I sure hope his hair wasn't invited.
(scroll down for more goodness)
Oh, and I got the position at the zoo. I'm now the Education Director and Volunteer Coordinator for Scovill Zoo. Yey! I'm pretty excited.
Also, if you're interested in checking out a quirky musician, go Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1082829209933477172004-04-24T12:53:00.000-05:002004-04-24T12:58:24.450-05:00Sappy
Because they got everything done by noon, Donnie got off work early yesterday! Yey! We cuddled on the couch before I had to go off to Seno. We were both sitting upright holding eachother. He rested his head on mine, and we dozed off for a little while. The phone woke us up (tellamarketer bastards interrupted our beautiful moment). Donnie said, "I drooled on your head." Sure enough, Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1082655476982603912004-04-22T12:37:00.000-05:002004-04-22T12:44:34.216-05:00In both of my English classes, we are reading To Kill a Mockingbird. In order to get the rugrats to read, I regularly give reading quizzes, aka pop quizzes. On the board, above the assignments section, I posted a note: **Expect "pop" quizzes!**
Today, I noticed it had been changed to "poop quizzes!"
Not really sure how long it's been like that.
Kids!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1082137882986457112004-04-16T12:51:00.000-05:002004-04-21T12:32:42.716-05:00I'm just on a roll here. Enjoy it while you can because I'm a busy girl and not able to be quite so dedicated to blogging as, per se, Nick McWon'tAddMyLinkToHisBlog. And if you haven't visited the Happy Medium for a while, I encourage you to read the most recent 4 issues. YOU MUST!!!
*Prom Putz City*
Prom is upon us. It is kicking my butt all over the place. I just can't get enough of high Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1082052150860275112004-04-15T13:02:00.000-05:002004-04-15T13:19:11.966-05:00I'm back already. Can you believe it. Seriously, can you? I was quite bored with my last blog so I felt that I owed it to the two people that read this (myself included) to provide something more mind-stimulating. In fact, just to kick it up a notch, I'm not going to worry about typos.
*1981*
The eighties are back. I see it via the skirts and tops that are dominating the likes of Kohls Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1081878331252619032004-04-13T12:45:00.000-05:002004-04-13T12:56:19.686-05:00Now that I know Jason still cares and reads my blog, I shall shower you all with blog wonder.
Life past 18 is hard. I'm searching the job market all the while a little voice haunts me... "this could be your career for the next 25 years. Choose wisely, Grasshopper." Wow, 25 years from now I will be almost 50, and then life starts again, right?! Seems like work is such a leisure sucking Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1081117570024797882004-04-04T17:26:00.000-05:002004-04-04T17:29:47.560-05:00It would suck to be the fat kid with the last name Atkins.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1078702678048537822004-03-07T17:37:00.000-06:002004-03-07T17:40:58.513-06:00"Staying in bed saying Oh God! doesn't count."
This was on the marquis at the Woodland Chapel. Do you read it the same way I do?Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1075830704040280212004-02-03T11:51:00.000-06:002004-02-03T11:54:00.280-06:00Prediction:
I predict that next year's Super Bowl half-time extravaganza will be ultra-conservative. Nothing wrong with that, but I'm willing to put money on it. Actually, I'm not a gambling man. I figure the performance will include a verteran rock band and/or country stars. Think Aerosmith / Shania Twain, etc. I bettcha!
Looks like Justin and Janet may not be presenting at the Grammys. Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1075744348200570662004-02-02T11:52:00.000-06:002004-02-02T12:59:08.436-06:00Alright, alright! So I'm watching the Super Bowl. Yes, I'm watching the Super Bowl. Believe it or not, I usually catch at least part of the big event. If nothing else, I perk up for the commercials. Last night, however, our church was hosting a Super Bowl party. There was a larger crowd and a relatively small TV for that number of people. Half-time rolls around. Most of the people there Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1075505415489596222004-01-30T17:30:00.000-06:002004-01-30T17:49:40.483-06:00Perhaps, I'm a bad person...
Don and I ordered Jimmy Johns the other night. I had the Turkey Tom and Don had the Italian. All in all, the bill came to $9. We had it delivered to us. Don gave the guy a $2 tip! I think that is way too much. We were charged $0.35 for each sandwich we had delivered. I pointed this out to Donnie. Plus, I figure delivery drivers get paid more (hence the extra Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1072299802892852232003-12-24T15:03:00.000-06:002003-12-24T15:16:18.890-06:00Seriously, folks! (...assuming that you just read the
following, or chronologically preceding, two blog posts)
I know many of you have probably become
frustrated with the holiday. Is seems as though
the commercialism of Christmas has dampened some
of the joyful spirit that should surround the holiday.
People even make gift-giving a competition.
I do it too. I look at the amount of Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1071841425148034692003-12-19T07:43:00.000-06:002003-12-19T07:56:14.606-06:00Nothing says HAPPY HOLIDAYS quite like humping
a candy cane!
(PS. I finally got The Edge and Ben Folds pictures to work...
go to the Dec 2nd post... go check 'em out! RIGHT NOW!)Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1071780670390793952003-12-18T14:51:00.000-06:002003-12-19T08:01:08.373-06:00So, I'm that teacher everyone hates... I teach grammar. In order to ease some of the pain, I decided to use Mad Lib-type activities to teach parts of speech. I went on an online search for Mad Lib ideas and stumbled across an EROTIC Mad Lib. Mind you, this is not appropriate for teaching, but Don and I couldn't resist. Also keep in mind, we could not see the story unfolding. We simply Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1071252415458075702003-12-12T12:06:00.000-06:002003-12-12T12:57:48.466-06:00Tomorrow is Donnie's birthday. He'll be the big 24! When I was a little kid, I thought 24 was the perfect age. I don't know why, I just did.
"The Great Cake Incident"
I baked Don a birthday cake. I bought a dinosaur cake pan off of eBay because Don is a big nerd that loves big scary dinosaurs. He didn't know about it. I baked, decorated, and presented the cake yesterday. I couldn't haveSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1070649693042978482003-12-05T12:41:00.000-06:002003-12-05T12:49:49.966-06:00Speaking of old ladies... There's a craft bazaar TOMORROW!
(This is the email I sent to campus announcements, so if it sounds corny, you can kiss my...)
Donnie really hated this, but I titled the email "How bazaar!"
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HANDMADE SCARVES, HOMEMADE SOAPS and BATH SALTS, GLASS-BEADED JEWELRY, and CHRISTMAS ORNAMENTS!... all perfect for that hard-to-buy-for mother/aunt/grandma/sister-in-law/Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1070647951278248692003-12-05T12:12:00.000-06:002003-12-05T12:19:17.293-06:00Hey, all! Nick's latest blog made reference to one findyourspot.com He said that his lovely Sarah told him about it. Now, when I first read the web address, I have to admit, I thought it was a "dirty" website. I was all like, "way to go Sarah." Anyway, if you don't see the connection, go ask your mom. She'll tell you to go ask your father.
At this site, you can take a quiz and then be toldSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1070391419600527692003-12-02T12:56:00.000-06:002003-12-19T07:51:20.610-06:00"Recipe for Grade A Hunk O' Man"
Combine the following ingredients:
(1) Ben Folds
and (1) The Edge
Blend well for 10 minutes. Then, PRESTO, you have one adult Donnie.
Serves one.
(...if you know what I mean)
PS. Warren is fired as Blogmaster if this doesn't work right.
Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1069868785547051502003-11-26T11:46:00.000-06:002003-11-26T11:49:34.046-06:00Just got home. I followed a semi-truck part of the way. On the back was the company name "Bateville Casket Company." Perhaps, the Bateville part is wrong, but you get the idea. That was in the bottom left corner. On the top right, it read, "Please drive carefully." Perhaps, this would have been more compelling: "Please drive carefully. I'm busy enough as it is." Appropriate, maybe. Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1069783556191419882003-11-25T12:05:00.000-06:002003-11-25T12:08:50.106-06:00Bless the holidays! Bless mint flavored M&Ms and minterrific Hershey Kisses! May Dairy Queen put such M&Ms into a delightful holiday-inspired Blizzard! Then I will bless them.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1069439586282590602003-11-21T12:33:00.000-06:002003-11-21T14:11:14.496-06:00"The Evolution of a Witty Comment"
I was checking campus announcements and came upon one that closed with a great quote from Andrew Jackson. I thought to myself "Sarah, you must post this quote on your blog. It applies to you, and the few soles that read your blog will be taken aback by your educated mind." Pondering this, I decided to challenge the Millikid that posted the announcement. Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1069355983337378982003-11-20T13:19:00.000-06:002003-11-20T13:20:20.310-06:00Jason, when are you going to add a comments thingy to your blog?
Speaking of comments, when are you people gonna let me know you still exist out there. If I don't start getting comments, I'm just gonna figure you've got better things to do than read my blogerama.
I sad.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1069126258976210572003-11-17T21:30:00.000-06:002003-11-21T12:42:27.326-06:00"No one ever solved anything with a run-on sentence."
--LuAnn
King of the HillSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1068501201435573942003-11-10T15:53:00.000-06:002003-11-10T15:54:18.030-06:00Just got a postcard in the mail informing me of an upcoming career fest. Have you ever wondered why there's a registration fee for these things? Think about it!... most of the people attending a career fest are UNEMPLOYED. This particular career fest charges $20 at the door. That's crazy!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1068420672085133842003-11-09T17:31:00.000-06:002003-11-09T17:31:34.700-06:00If ya still out there, let me hear ya holla like ya just don’t care! My lack of bloggness has probably dwindled my readership. You’ve probably been wondering where I’ve been. I’ve been student teaching, my friends. It was time consuming and exhausting at times, and I just couldn’t make time for blogging. I have to say though that I thoroughly enjoyed student teaching. I’ve become really Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1063680197743619902003-09-15T21:43:00.000-05:002003-09-15T21:51:12.260-05:00Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1063679733921073322003-09-15T21:35:00.000-05:002003-09-15T21:52:00.283-05:00"$60,00 Penial Extensions"
What do Decaturites need with an H2 Hummer? Will they be climbing out of a river bed? Perhaps, they will be driving up the side of a rocky hill tomorrow on their way to pick up Zack from soccer practice. Owning a Hummer in Central Illinois is ridiculous. There are no wars. There are no cragggy hills. As the title suggests, the owners of these vehicles are merelySarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1062633375208844882003-09-03T18:56:00.000-05:002003-09-03T18:59:22.510-05:00Recently, a 38-year-old man awoke from a 19 yearlong coma. This poor guy has been comatose for half of his life. That’s crazy, but let us consider the changes our world has experienced within the last 19 years: technology, Michael Jackson, etc. The Internet as we know it was merely an idea in 1984. Michael had a nose and was black. This guy missed New Kids on the Block, British Knights, and Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1062192514338423512003-08-29T16:28:00.000-05:002003-08-29T17:30:49.483-05:00The Old, The Blond, and the Newly African-American
I don't know the whole story, but on my way out of Wally World (I constantly refer to Walmart in this manner), I read the USA Today's headlines. Apparently, Madonna, Brittney Spears, and Christina Aguilerra shared a kiss pior to their VMA performance. Gee, is this an act of artistic expression? They did it so that every boy, man, and Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1061661656602165002003-08-23T13:00:00.000-05:002003-08-23T14:00:55.240-05:00Welcome to another edition of Millikin Blows!
Last week my Daddy called. I told him I was nervous about starting student teaching this week. He informed me that, no, I may not begin Monday. He continued to inform me that Millikin sent me a letter... a "nasty gram" as I like to call it. The letter stated that I hadn't paid any tuition nor had I set up a payment plan to do so. Well, just the Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1061515706894869142003-08-21T20:28:00.000-05:002003-08-21T20:59:37.123-05:00I'm back! Todd FINALLY added this wonderful blog to his links (Nick would be a good person if he followed this example), so I figured I owed it to the reading community to share my thoughts... those that are left after a hotter-than-hell day.
Monday, I started student teaching at Argenta-Oreana High School. Well, I'm not teaching yet, but the process is underway. I kid you not, but the Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-105927825444706452003-07-26T22:57:00.000-05:002003-07-26T23:05:59.743-05:00Strawberry Shortcake Newtons are from Heaven!
When I was in The Limited recently, I saw some jeans that looked kinda neat and proclaimed to Don, "Cowboy riding pants!" You see, I meant to make note that they looked like pants cowboys would wear while perhaps roping cows, and not riding actual cowboys.
Tuesday was Life Cycle Day in Zoo Crew. We discussed the transformation from egg to Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1058632329526534712003-07-19T11:32:00.000-05:002003-07-19T11:32:09.440-05:00Hey, all! I cut my hair... all of them, in fact. It was time for a change and I was tired of my neck being 400 degrees in the shade. Plus, my hair was majorly heavy. I had 10 inches taken off! I was just going to go for 7-8, but then I found out that Locks of Love donations are to be 10" so I said, "let's go for it!"
That's all I have for today.
Toodles!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1058193559145037742003-07-14T09:39:00.000-05:002003-07-14T09:45:04.000-05:00Well, the soonest dentist appointment I could get is on the 25th! That's a long time to go looking funnny.... not that the last 22 years haven't sufficiently prepared me! I just hope that more doesn't break off since it is kinda jagged right now.
Oh, well, currently I own the best bag of Cooler Ranch Doritos EVER. It will comfort me. I swear this is the best bag ever, and I'm a Dorito monger.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1058153392982565372003-07-13T22:29:00.000-05:002003-07-13T22:41:46.066-05:00"The Freshmaker, My Foot!!!"
Several months ago, on a cold afternoon, I was tutoring in the Writing Center. Because I like to have fresh breath for my clientele, I reached into my book bag and took out a mentos. This particular mentos was individually wrapped for my convenience. Because I am a freak about germs, I thought it would be best just to squeeze the mentos into my mouth, as to avoid Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1057627528098556752003-07-07T20:25:00.000-05:002003-07-11T23:17:54.150-05:00There is a puppy named Ursula at the new Love At First Sight pet adoption place. I want her real bad. She is a brown lab-mix and my birthday is Wednesday. Please bring her to me with a big yellow bow tied loosely around her neck. Thanks.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-1057624636678883272003-07-07T19:37:00.000-05:002003-07-07T20:15:16.910-05:00So, I've decided that I would like to give up this whole being a woman thing! It has taken me nearly 22 years to figure out that I'm not crazy... just a woman. I get in the weirdest moods for no reason other than estrogen. I can be bouncing around the room (like a Phish) one minute and then curled up in bed the next feeling overwhelmed with doubt and uncontrollable saddness. I didn't ask for Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-959988662003-06-24T19:52:00.000-05:002003-06-24T19:52:33.513-05:00Don and I have been married a month! I can't hardly believe it. My how time has flown. It seems like just yesterday that I was running around stressed out of my mind with finals, work, and wedding whatnot. Also, it seems like just yesterday that our closest friends and family were gathered for our joyous day. It was a great day! I still can't get over how perfect everything was. It was a Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-959272942003-06-22T18:49:00.000-05:002003-06-22T18:59:53.000-05:00Another great name for a band: One Trick Pony!
Don and I cannot go anywhere without being hit up for money. We went to Pastabilities (great food, not-so-impressive name) and we were literally yelled at from across a four-lane street by some scary black man. When we went to the video store the other night, we got hit up for money by a mexican gentleman and a herd of little girls. We had to Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-959050002003-06-21T20:36:00.000-05:002003-06-21T20:36:14.040-05:00"I swear, all those people talk about is wieners!"
Have fun trying to figure out how such a phrase came about!
Amanda gave me a grapefruit plant at my bachelorette party. It was quite the thoughtful housewarming present. In fact, I was giddy over my new plant friend. For a time, it was referred to as merely "My Plant." Well, I decided it needed a name. Within seconds, the perfect name came Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-958464982003-06-19T20:27:00.000-05:002003-06-19T21:15:08.000-05:00Greetings!
First and foremost, I would like to retract any admission of "wrongness" I made in regard to Todd's posted comment. After careful consideration, I have deemed "flicked off" to be an appropriate term for giving the finger. I have been saying "flicked off" ever since my two middle fingers were created by our Lord. Both flicked and flipped imply a motion that would rid your shirt of a Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-956771582003-06-14T23:17:00.000-05:002003-06-14T23:36:21.000-05:00Well, I took a test today. Aspiring teachers get to do that... a lot. I was a little worried about it too, because I can't remember what a dipthong is. Also, it was scheduled to be a five hour doozie; however, they allot that amount of time on account that some have to take two content tests. Like Don... he may have to take one for science and one for math, unless they've made an inclusive Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-956496112003-06-13T21:47:00.000-05:002003-06-13T21:53:06.000-05:00I have returned, but this time I smell a little like Petting Zoo. But according to Don that still smells a lot better than the Heavy Petting Zoo.
I've actually missed blogging. Perhaps, I should purchase some of the Blogger merchandise and proclaim my nerdhood with a stern and loud voice. I've been pretty pooped out lately with Zoo Crew and apartment maintenance. I still haven't moved over mySarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-950968352003-05-30T16:18:00.000-05:002003-05-30T16:18:29.006-05:00Hey, all! I'm back from the honeymoon!
I doubt I'll be blogging a whole lot within the next few days. I have to finish moving stuff out of my parents' house (including my beloved and often disgruntled computer). Plus, I start back to the zoo full-time on Monday. Stay tuned; I promise to provide wonderful bits of blog again soon.
Love,
Sarah Reining
PS. Thanks to everyone that participated Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-946711202003-05-21T00:23:00.000-05:002003-05-21T00:24:01.000-05:00HEY! Starting Saturday, I'll be able to stay out past 11 o'clock. Yeah!
Long fingernails suck!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-946648622003-05-20T21:45:00.000-05:002003-05-20T21:45:26.946-05:00All of the tuxes for the Reining/Peters wedding have been checked in. They're ready for pick up! Seno is open 10AM-7PM (Monday through Friday). I won't bother to give the Saturday hours, because EVERYONE will long since tried their penguin suit on by then!!! They do look really cool though. And I think tomorrow is my Seno anniversary. If you don't count my minor bit of unemployment, I've Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-946183322003-05-20T00:09:00.000-05:002003-05-20T00:14:23.000-05:00Attention all in the wedding: rehearsal is at 6PM on Friday. Dinner will follow, most likely at Monicals. The reception hall opens at 8AM on Saturday for all willing to help decorate. Pictures start at NOON on Saturday. The wedding is at 2. The reception will follow at approximatley 4PM (after more pictures and all). The reception is scheduled to conclude at 8.
Cheers!
PS. If you are Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-945621572003-05-18T22:35:00.000-05:002003-05-18T22:35:13.513-05:00Why does it take 15 months to plan one day?
Outhouses and Johnny-on-the-spots are of the devil.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-944314022003-05-15T23:46:00.000-05:002003-05-16T00:02:18.000-05:00I'm pretty excited about this wedding buisness. For a while there, I thought my heart was going to explode. But now that prom season and finals are over, I'm much less heart attack prone. I have to say though that I'm fairly cranky. The last couple nights I've been pretty short with Don, and as he says, condescending. He's right. I've felt bad about it. I get that way, but I blame it all Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-942496192003-05-13T01:14:00.000-05:002003-05-13T01:14:56.480-05:00I could very well be a bad person for this... but everyone keeps asking where we have a bridal registery at. (Why do they call it a bridal registery anyway? Don's going to be using the pot holders just as much as I.) We are registered at Walmart, Kohl's, K's Merchandise, Target, and Amazon.com. Don't fear, we haven't registered for the entire store. We have a few things here and a few thingsSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-939501042003-05-07T16:24:00.000-05:002003-05-07T23:13:45.000-05:00Greetings! This is only a test blog. I've edited my template in order to allow my fine visitors to post comments. It has also been edited to present the "posted" times in the superior Central Standard Time. This test is to see if it actually worked!... I am fairly computer dumb. Please ignore the senseless nature of this edition. Stay tuned... (I will write hella after finals are over)Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-937781822003-05-04T22:17:00.000-05:002003-05-04T22:23:45.000-05:00Strawberry-rhubarb pie may berry well be my favorite kind of pie. (I honestly meant to say “very well,” but committed a typo. Upon proofreading my blog, I noticed the pun and decided it deserved to stay.) It has a sweet, yet tart twist to it. My Grandma just sent over such a pie and I ate two pieces (I’m toying with the idea of eating a third… I want one real bad but then I’ll have one less Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-935126582003-04-29T23:53:00.000-05:002003-04-30T00:42:42.000-05:00So, I'm just the big ol' hippie today. I just got back from seeing Arlo Gutherie at Kirkland. It was such a super show. I had no idea Arlo was such a story teller. He is such a joy to listen to. He strikes me as the type to call you a friend after just meeting you once. Also, he is quite hilarious. I laughed throughout the entire show. A part of me even wanted a transcript or a recording Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-934827352003-04-29T14:23:00.000-05:002003-04-29T14:23:05.403-05:00(Monday)
Well, I found a few typos in my little story, but that’s OK. I do plan to finish it, and then perhaps have Don or his sister Jen illustrate it. Donnie drew a really cute little Mr. Wiggly. Mine came out looking very phallic… thanks so much, Don, for pointing that out!
I’m typing this in my Word program, and not just because the spell check is so darn convenient, but rather because mySarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270422.post-932250532003-04-25T01:01:00.000-05:002003-04-25T01:06:56.000-05:00Oh, and guess what??!! I'm getting married in exactly one month. I can't hardly believe it. It seems like it was just yesterday that Don and I were noting the 6-month mark.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18146231742456217264noreply@blogger.com