This calls for a second post!
I no longer think the world is coming to an end. My new found outlook on society changed less then an hour ago... Let me explain.
If you read Jeremy's blog, then you know that a week ago he dropped off dry cleaning and it was like $80! Well I was a being nice GF and picked all 11 articles up! The nice man at the dry cleaners told me I left my lights on (I didn't, they go off after 75 seconds). It's just the fact that he told me, he cared. Then he asked if I wanted him to carry the clothes to my car. Awww, I said no but by golly that was nice.
The niceness didn't end there. I went to Safeway. (As most people know I love the Safeway on Benfield. The people are so nice, the food is good and overall it is just a great grocery store!) I went to get cupcake stuff. Well down the baking isle, there was this lady who couldn't reach the betty crocker bag mix (10 for 10, Safeway has the best deals). So I said "Excuse me, would you like me to get that." She said yes and I did and she was very thankful. Good times. I kept shopping...
So what happened next is what changed my outlook (That little kid who flicked me the bird really messed with my head...) I got the milk and was cruising down the isle to checkout. So I get to the end of the isle and it's like rush hour at the checkout lanes. I can't get out of the isle to even make it to a checkout lane. I notice the checkout lane right in front of me is open and there's only one lady in it. So I begin edging forward trying to get out of this isle. A really nice dressed lady stopped to let me out (She was going for the same checkout lane as me) At this same time I notice the lane next to the one I was eyeing up is open and no ones in it. The lady asked me if I was going for this checkout lane (the first one), I said yes. She had like 3 things in her basket and I had maybe 10. I said "You have less things then me and that lane is open and doesn't have anyone in it, if you want to go there." She was surprised and said "Are you sure." I said yeah because I wasn't in a hurry or anything. She thanked me and went in the shorter lane and I went in the other. She checked out faster then me and left the store then I left. I put my groceries in the car, returned the cart and was heading back to my car when I saw the lady approaching me. She came up and said "Thank you again very much. Here I would like you to have this," and she handed me a really cute ghost candle. She said "Happy Halloween." I said It was no problem and thank you very much and la de da I was on my way.
This little act has given me a new renound faith in humanity, thank you lady from safeway!
FYI: I still don't like the middle finger kid...
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Thu-Thu-Thursday
After much costume drama, Jeremy and I have decided to be pirates. We went to spirit Halloween in Glen Burnie and selected our costumes. One size fits most... well I suppose I am not most. The costume is enormous! I hate it, of course! Jeremy liked his, again of course! So last night I ordered a pirate costume online and it should be here by Friday before 3pm. Hope it comes or it looks like I am going to be a Mermaid!
Jeremy is such a turd. I love love love (yes 3 loves) Halloween. It is most defiantly one of my favorite days of the year. (Reason 500 why Jeremy is a turd: He argues with me when I call Halloween a Holiday) To me Halloween is a holiday, get off my back Jerms. The decorations, the costumes, the kids, the candy, peoples excitement (except Jeremys), pumpkins, ghosts, witches, scary movies... I LOVE IT ALL! To Jeremy: Stop raining on my parade, Let me be excited about something. Unless you want to dress up like that big penis in the costume store, Stop Acting Like a Dick!
ShoreGood has a big day on Monday. I stumbled apon a website that happened to be starting a purified bottled water campaign. Well over a month or so of e-mailing the owner, he is coming to visit, Monday! I am really nervous. So far I have been Jeremy's puppet. Before any type of communication, I would run to Jeremy and get his help with pretty much word to word of what to say. I am picking him up at the airport then driving to the plant.
I just hope everything goes extremely well, this could be such an amazing project in the future. I will write more and stop being so vague once the i's are dotted and t's are crossed. I don't want to get ahead of myself.
La Fine
Jeremy is such a turd. I love love love (yes 3 loves) Halloween. It is most defiantly one of my favorite days of the year. (Reason 500 why Jeremy is a turd: He argues with me when I call Halloween a Holiday) To me Halloween is a holiday, get off my back Jerms. The decorations, the costumes, the kids, the candy, peoples excitement (except Jeremys), pumpkins, ghosts, witches, scary movies... I LOVE IT ALL! To Jeremy: Stop raining on my parade, Let me be excited about something. Unless you want to dress up like that big penis in the costume store, Stop Acting Like a Dick!
ShoreGood has a big day on Monday. I stumbled apon a website that happened to be starting a purified bottled water campaign. Well over a month or so of e-mailing the owner, he is coming to visit, Monday! I am really nervous. So far I have been Jeremy's puppet. Before any type of communication, I would run to Jeremy and get his help with pretty much word to word of what to say. I am picking him up at the airport then driving to the plant.
I just hope everything goes extremely well, this could be such an amazing project in the future. I will write more and stop being so vague once the i's are dotted and t's are crossed. I don't want to get ahead of myself.
La Fine
Monday, October 27, 2008
Just another Manic Monday
I think the world is coming to an end. I came to this assumption when yesterday, Jeremy and I were driving out of my community and this little kid gave me the finger. I honestly wasn't doing anything wrong and she (no older then 4 years old) just flicked me the bird! I was so shocked!
If I were on my A game, I would have stopped the car and yelled at the little brat. I have never hated a kid so much. I know that's pretty harsh to say but she made me feel like the world is coming to an end. People nowadays don't know how to raise kids. If I would have done something like that or talked to my parents the way kids talk to theirs now, I would have had the shit beaten out of me (AND I should have)! I think society is going right down the shitter and the world is going to end!
I also have paper towels stuck all over my glue covered hands. Last night I was painting my Halloween trees and Gorilla gluing them(Jeremy caught an error and I just fixed it, originally I spelled it Guerrilla like drug warfare glue. Not my fault, spell checker said that was how to spell it, lol). Well I had a bit too much fun and got glue all over my hands. I went inside and washed my hands like 15 times and put finger nail polish remover on them. (FYI, nothing works... Update, Lyndsey told me WD40 works, stay posted). Without thinking (obviously), I grabbed a paper towel... Glue, Paper Towel... Need I say more?
Jeremy said we could go to DE tonight and go to the pet store, bet you $1 we don't go.
If I were on my A game, I would have stopped the car and yelled at the little brat. I have never hated a kid so much. I know that's pretty harsh to say but she made me feel like the world is coming to an end. People nowadays don't know how to raise kids. If I would have done something like that or talked to my parents the way kids talk to theirs now, I would have had the shit beaten out of me (AND I should have)! I think society is going right down the shitter and the world is going to end!
I also have paper towels stuck all over my glue covered hands. Last night I was painting my Halloween trees and Gorilla gluing them(Jeremy caught an error and I just fixed it, originally I spelled it Guerrilla like drug warfare glue. Not my fault, spell checker said that was how to spell it, lol). Well I had a bit too much fun and got glue all over my hands. I went inside and washed my hands like 15 times and put finger nail polish remover on them. (FYI, nothing works... Update, Lyndsey told me WD40 works, stay posted). Without thinking (obviously), I grabbed a paper towel... Glue, Paper Towel... Need I say more?
Jeremy said we could go to DE tonight and go to the pet store, bet you $1 we don't go.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Psychic
Last night I saw this lady who claims to be a medium, aka she talks to the dead.
(Some may know this some may not, after my bro died a friend got tickets to see John Edwards and it was awful. Enough said)
Momma K, Aunt Carol, Kathy, Kathy's sister, Me & Jeremy (Jerms was sorta guilted into going, we had an extra ticket.)
I'll recap what happened;
Her name was Lisa Williams (I think), I've never heard of her, she is English. So we get there and she does her little speal about how she talks to dead people. They come to her sorta like a flash of light.
Her first reading was some lady whose daughter died. The daughter had 2 young kids and so on. It was sad. Then there was another lady whose daughter killed herself. A ladies son who was murdered. I mean other people would come through and talk like grandparents and stuff but yeah it sorta went like that. Don't get me wrong it was sad. I just kept wondering is this really real?
Then, she was like I have a dog here, yellow lab with a hurt left leg. Of course, it was some little boy in the audience. Are you kidding me? It's a school night at like 10pm and this lady is talking about dead people. Why would you bring a kid to something like this? It's fake, he's a ploy.
This blog sounds dumb but that's what I did last night.
Jeremy fell asleep half way through and I would have been right behind him but I like her voice, it was funny and I wanted to mimic it.
The most exciting part of the night happened on the way home. Jeremy and I left and were on 97 when I called my mom. They were all lost somewhere on Northern Avenue. I tried to navigate them out of the city, (Anyone who knows me knows I couldn't find my way out of a paper bag but oh well). They ended up pulling into a ghetto gas station and a man said they could follow him and he would show them where to go. That sounds sketchy right? Well good news: there are good people left in this world (at least 1 in Baltimore) because he did help them out. So thank you, Mr. white dodge pickup with a ladder in the back, wearing a gray sweatshirt and khaki pants, mid 30's with dark hair. I won't give the license plate number. My Aunt gave me a complete description of the guy before following him. haha :)
So to wrap this up, I am a skeptic but hope is a very powerful feeling.
(Some may know this some may not, after my bro died a friend got tickets to see John Edwards and it was awful. Enough said)
Momma K, Aunt Carol, Kathy, Kathy's sister, Me & Jeremy (Jerms was sorta guilted into going, we had an extra ticket.)
I'll recap what happened;
Her name was Lisa Williams (I think), I've never heard of her, she is English. So we get there and she does her little speal about how she talks to dead people. They come to her sorta like a flash of light.
Her first reading was some lady whose daughter died. The daughter had 2 young kids and so on. It was sad. Then there was another lady whose daughter killed herself. A ladies son who was murdered. I mean other people would come through and talk like grandparents and stuff but yeah it sorta went like that. Don't get me wrong it was sad. I just kept wondering is this really real?
Then, she was like I have a dog here, yellow lab with a hurt left leg. Of course, it was some little boy in the audience. Are you kidding me? It's a school night at like 10pm and this lady is talking about dead people. Why would you bring a kid to something like this? It's fake, he's a ploy.
This blog sounds dumb but that's what I did last night.
Jeremy fell asleep half way through and I would have been right behind him but I like her voice, it was funny and I wanted to mimic it.
The most exciting part of the night happened on the way home. Jeremy and I left and were on 97 when I called my mom. They were all lost somewhere on Northern Avenue. I tried to navigate them out of the city, (Anyone who knows me knows I couldn't find my way out of a paper bag but oh well). They ended up pulling into a ghetto gas station and a man said they could follow him and he would show them where to go. That sounds sketchy right? Well good news: there are good people left in this world (at least 1 in Baltimore) because he did help them out. So thank you, Mr. white dodge pickup with a ladder in the back, wearing a gray sweatshirt and khaki pants, mid 30's with dark hair. I won't give the license plate number. My Aunt gave me a complete description of the guy before following him. haha :)
So to wrap this up, I am a skeptic but hope is a very powerful feeling.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
The Office
Awhile back Jeremy and I went to target and they had The Office (the show) stuff for sale in the dollar spot. Needless to say, Jeremy spent like $50 on all this Office stuff. SOME of the stuff includes: regular pens and quote pens, pencils, 3 mouse pads, a Dwight stress ball head, post it notes, pad of paper, dry erase board, notebooks and magnetics.
Just now Jeremy and I decided to take a break (at work). He pulled out this bag of Office stuff. I grabbed the magnetics that you have to build a sentence from words said on the show.
We split up the words (he picks 1, I pick 1 and so on).
Here is what we came up with.
Mine is the one on the left, Jerms is on the right.
I did accidentally drop his as I was putting it on our mini-fridge so it might not all be correct...
PS. Jeremy said he might start a blog. I wonder what he would write about?
Just now Jeremy and I decided to take a break (at work). He pulled out this bag of Office stuff. I grabbed the magnetics that you have to build a sentence from words said on the show.
We split up the words (he picks 1, I pick 1 and so on).
Here is what we came up with.
Mine is the one on the left, Jerms is on the right.
I did accidentally drop his as I was putting it on our mini-fridge so it might not all be correct...
PS. Jeremy said he might start a blog. I wonder what he would write about?
Friday, October 3, 2008
New Kids!
I decided to start a blog that I can post more in then just what sugary creation I just made. (erinsedibles.blogspot.com)
Last night my BF and I saw New Kids on the Block at the Verizon Center. I can not even say how much fun I had, probably because my throat is so sore from screaming!! They played a lot of their new stuff which was eh, but when they played their classics, it was awesome! Brooke and I decided Donny and Joey are still the hot ones, Jordan is in love with himself, then the other two... are just the fillers. Nothing has changed.
Natasha Bedingfield opened for the kids. She has a really good voice but a pretty ugly haircut. It sort of resembles Donald Trumps but one side shaved... whatever.
Right before the Kids took the stage there was like "their big enterance". On the screen it kept saying some stuff but my favorite was when it said, "Fifteen years ago, they walked away. But now they are back!" It was pretty cool, haha.
So all and all I am still a new kids fan and have to wrap this post up because I am about to buy a New Kids bed set.
C'est la vie
Last night my BF and I saw New Kids on the Block at the Verizon Center. I can not even say how much fun I had, probably because my throat is so sore from screaming!! They played a lot of their new stuff which was eh, but when they played their classics, it was awesome! Brooke and I decided Donny and Joey are still the hot ones, Jordan is in love with himself, then the other two... are just the fillers. Nothing has changed.
Natasha Bedingfield opened for the kids. She has a really good voice but a pretty ugly haircut. It sort of resembles Donald Trumps but one side shaved... whatever.
Right before the Kids took the stage there was like "their big enterance". On the screen it kept saying some stuff but my favorite was when it said, "Fifteen years ago, they walked away. But now they are back!" It was pretty cool, haha.
So all and all I am still a new kids fan and have to wrap this post up because I am about to buy a New Kids bed set.
C'est la vie
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