tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19511172045130297952024-03-13T04:04:51.152-07:00Live Life GoodMy Life is a Giant F'ed Up Romantic ComedyMelissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-35008110504048094882014-07-12T21:15:00.001-07:002014-07-12T21:15:53.663-07:00Massage ManA friend of mine gave me a free massage for the local massage school. I was pretty pumped to fully take advantage of this, so he went ahead and made me an appointment. I got to my appointment and headed into the massage room. The masseuse told me to strip down into what I was most comfortable, so as always I took off all my clothes other than my underwear. The massage went pretty well, you could tell the masseuse was still learning but overall it was a good experience. When I came out of the room, the masseuse went outside and the instructor asked me if I could fill out a survey about my experience the use for the students. As I proceeded to complete the survey I went to write "She did a great job!" When I suddenly realized that I wasn't sure if it was a guy or girl. She had a short hair cut, but I just assumed she was a more masculine woman than a more feminine man. I was find with either, I just wasn't sure. So I asked the instructor, "what was the student's name again?", the instructor responded "Ty". Well crap..that could be a guy are a girl. So I crossed out she and wrote, "They did a great job!" Just to be safe...when I gave the instructor the paperwork back, he asked me, "So how did HE do?" That solved the mystery. Apparently the whole time that I thought a woman was working on me, it was a man. And I was buck naked the whole time. Moral of the story: make sure to ask for a man or woman when booking a massage if you have a preference.
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Song of the day: Life Happens by Brandon and Leah Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-73239752075489804212014-07-12T15:24:00.000-07:002014-07-13T21:33:03.533-07:00The St. Paddy SelfieIt was the weekend before St. Paddy's day, so obviously the only thing to do was head out downtown to celebrate in the festivities. Naturally, we started at 10 a.m. Because that's always a good idea. We were at the local Irish pub that is a must on St. Paddy's day and we met this guy named Nick. Nick referred to himself as "bad ass Nick." Nick seemed like a fun guy to hang out with, not really my type, but more of a he'd be a fun person to call up to go have a drink with. Apparently, after asking for my number, Nick's idea of a good time with me involved receiving a selfie. Instead of writing out a whole story of what happened between me and Nick, I am just going to write out the text message conversation that ensued on the days following our exchange of numbers:
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Saturday, March 15th
(after my friend and I had left the bar Nick was at)
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2:50 p.m.
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Nick: Where u at?
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Me: Headed to Fast Eddies
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Nick: Without me? You are Cute.
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4:50 p.m.
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Nick: Where u at
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Me: Revolver
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Nick: K I will try to come up there....I want u
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5:50 p.m.
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Nick: Where u at
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Me: Revolver!!!!
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Nick: I'm drunk. U still out partyn.
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11:50 p.m.
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Nick: Hey Sexy Shorty
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The following few days after that there was a little small talk between he and I, nothing too exciting, basically the usual "did you make it home last night?" "What are you up to today?" "How was the rest of your weekend" Completely harmless back and forth, until a few days later...
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Sunday, March 23rd
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*Small talk about college basketball and my love for the Zags and apparently his lack of love for the Zags.. (should have been my first red flag)*
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Nick: What are you up to
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Me: Having lunch with some friends
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Nick: Nice! Have fune and don't talk about me the entire time lol. Let me know when you get ready to leave so I can place my to go order with ya ;)
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Me (trying to amuse him): Haha sure no problem
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Nick: I knew I liked you :) now stop texting me and have fun w/your friends. Oh if u snap a quick selfie feel free to let me see.
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This is when SH*T got weird. Really?!? Snap a quick selfie???
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We then began texting about the Zags game that was on tv and he asked if I wanted to make a bet...so naturally I told him we could bet a high five...
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5:15 p.m.
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Nick: Is my food getting cold? LOL
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me: Umm...about that..
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Nick: Wow! Talk about a let down...and I didn't get a pic!....
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Nick: Hope you know I was just playin
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*I never responded...it was getting too weird.*
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Monday, March 24th
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1:45 p.m.
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Nick: I believe someone lost her bet
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Me: ya ya ya
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Nick: Gonna have to collect. How about a pic of u giving me an air high five lol.
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*STOP ASKING ME FOR PICS CREEPER*
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9:00 p.m.
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Nick: Guess I'm going to collect my winnings another day lol.
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*At this point I am completely creeped out and no longer going to speak to this guy, yet he somehow still did not get the hint*
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Wednesday, April 2nd
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Nick: Hey stranger
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Wednesday, April 9th
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Nick: Hi
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Then he finally stopped. Note to all men out there: DO NOT ask a girl for a selfie the day after meeting her. It's creepy.
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Song of the day: "Follow Your Arrow" by Kacey Musgraves because I just love her..and her songs.
Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-65281136542075813222013-11-16T18:14:00.000-08:002013-11-16T18:14:58.948-08:00Good VibrationsA few months ago I went on a little mini-vacay to California. In the interest of packing lightly, I brought a carry-on suitcase and put it on the ala carte cart as I went on the plane. I was all buckled in and ready to go when my name was called over the intercom to come to the front of the plane. As I passed all the other passengers very impatiently waiting to take off, I noticed the stewardess was holding my carry-on suitcase and looked very annoyed. She asked me if that was my suitcase and then said very loudly (at least I thought) "Something is vibrating in here and you need to turn it off!!" I tried to play it cool, and said (loud enough so the people annoyingly watching me could hear) "Oh! That's just my toothbrush!! It's an electronic one!" Just in case they were wondering what exactly was vibrating in my suitcase..
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That was kind of embarrassing. And it really was my toothbrush.
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Song of the Day: "Hold On, We're Going Home" by, DrakeMelissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-34724171981884134472012-09-04T19:26:00.000-07:002012-09-04T19:26:14.690-07:00The Chase.So there's this guy. This guy that I always seem to have random make out sessions after a night of drinking. This has been going on for years, sadly. And I've been really proud of myself for keeping my distance and avoiding that situation lately. That was until this last weekend...when my dear friend Shar thought it'd be a good idea to pour shots of Fireball. After one too many shots and a late night jump in the pool, I thought it was a great idea to start messing around with him in the bedroom.
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After a while Shar decided she needed to stop the hot mess that was me..and started banging on the door yelling, "Melissa, you got a text message!!" it was 2 am at this point and I yelled at her, "I DONT CARE". I should also note that Shar too had about 5 shots of fireball and weights approx. 107 pounds. I then heard her playing with the door knob and freaked out pushing this guy, who then landed on the floor between the bed and wall, and unable to move. I laughed hysterically..because that's what I do. A few minutes later my phone started ringing outside the door. At this point I thought maybe something was going on and I should answer my phone, so I go grab my phone and see I have a text message and missed called from Shar herself. The text message read, "Don't do it. Chase. Remember they need a chase."
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I decided to follow her advice and continue my reign as "the queen of blue balls"
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I love my friends.
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Song of the day: Hot Mess by, Cobra Starship...because that was just one hot mess of a night.Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-19366281442794907082012-09-04T19:08:00.000-07:002012-09-04T19:08:09.940-07:00Big Sister.I love my sister. Sometimes she can be bossy and overprotective, but I know it's all in love. A few weeks ago my sister and I and some friends and family made a nice little beach vacation weekend getaway. After a little too much wine and tequila tasting, we decided to hit up the local bar.
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We found a table to sit at next to some guys that looked like pretty decent guys from a far....they proceeded to small talk with us and eventually one of the guys asked me to dance..I should probably note at this time that he was on crutches and may or may not have been missing a tooth or two...at any rate, I humored him with a dance and sat back down. A little later in the night, he asked me if I wanted to make out, I kindly giggled and said no thanks...but apparently he took this as yes, please, shove your tongue down my throat...and this is exactly what he proceeded to do. I tried to play it off and kind of laugh and push him away, but apparently he didn't get the point.
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At this point my sister could see what was going on and yelled at the guy, "DUDE, SHE SAID NO. LEAVE HER ALONE!"
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He immediately pulled away from me and got up and left, his friend he was there with then came up to my sister and made the comment, "you don't want to know what is going to happen next"...my sister then noticed a nice little tat on the guys neck with a line that read "cut here". That was about the time she decided it was time to go and grabbed us girls to leave.
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Thank God for big sisters.
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Song of the day: Pour Some Sugar on Me by, Def Leppard..because I'm pretty sure the band played that song last night.Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-82226351719385922642012-09-04T18:45:00.000-07:002012-09-04T18:45:10.458-07:00Social MediaSo here's the thing...I feel like social media may be ruining my life. I am a social media junkie. I love Twitter, Facebook, instagram...the list can go on. And after this past weekend, I also think it may be ruining my love life as well.
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A friend of mine wanted me to meet a friend of hers...we met up one time, where he proceeded to get ridiculously trashed and ended up puking on my friends floor, then proceeded to sleep in said puke. To say the least, it was a bad first impression. But we became friends on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram..yada yada yada. I hadn't really heard much from him in the months following our encounter other than the occasional Facebook comment or tweet...that was until this past weekend.
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This past weekend I received a private Facebook message saying:
"So we def know how to social network...let's see if we can text???? xxx-xxx-xxxx ;)"
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No. How about we don't. Is what I really wanted to respond with, but being the nice sucker that I am, and not wanting to hurt my friend's feelings, I decided to text him to say hello. When I asked him what he was up to his response was, "At the lake. LTD. pretty much SOP."
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Now, I would like to think I'm pretty savvy at my tweet game, but I have no clue what these acronyms mean...after research I discovered LTD was living the dream, but still not quite sure what SOP means...standard operating procedure?!?
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I responded to him with "SOP?!?" and never received a response....guess he's just not that into me.
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And that my friends, is how social media is ruining my life....and if you know what SOP stands for please let me know, it is driving me crazy!
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Song of the Day: How We Do By, Rita Ora. Its catchy.Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-48431149619820832172012-04-16T11:13:00.004-07:002012-04-16T11:22:04.633-07:00Snack Time..A while back I went out with some friends to celebrate a birthday. We went to a local sports bar and some of my friends were playing pool, when a guy came by and asked if he could join. But first we need to rewind real quick, my friend Shar is determined to find me a man. I know she’s coming from the best place ever and has the best intentions, but I’m convinced she has relationship amnesia (please refer to this article for an explanation: http://hellogiggles.com/married-friends-and-guys-who-like-their-mom). I think she just really wants to have another couple friend to do couple things with, and I am totally dropping the ball on that one. Anyways, fast-forward to the bar. Shar’s husband is playing pool with this guy, we’ll call him Jim. Shar comes up to me and is convinced Jim is the man for me…I tell her not to embarrass me and knock it off, cause that’s what best friends do. So Shar decides to play it sly and have her husband get his number, because Jim seems like a loner that doesn’t have many friends, oh and he went to WSU, which in Shar’s book automatically makes him dateable :) Also, Jim was at the bar by himself, he claims he was supposed to meet some friends there and they ended up ditching him, but I’m still skeptical about that story…Anyways, I end up playing pool with Jim and he seemed nice enough, not a love connection, but a nice guy. We say our goodbyes and go close our tabs and Jim creepily sits at the table behind us watching..keep in mind the bar is closing, everyone has cleared out, and he has already closed his tab. He then follows us outside and goes to his car and leaves. Phew. <br /><br />So we decide to stop at Jack and the Box, because two tacos at 2 am always sounds like a good idea when you’ve been drinking, and Shar’s husband gets a text from Jim. The text says, “Hey. I don’t remember your friends name but can you tell her to call me sometime.” Ummm. No. A. you don’t even remember my name. and B. I do not call guys, if he really wanted to talk to me he should have gotten my number. So Shar’s husband says, she’s not gonna call you, here’s her number. Shortly after I get a text message from Jim that says, “Hi. I don’t remember your name but it was nice meeting you.” I politely told him my name and said it was nice meeting him as well. He then responded with “Would you like to go out and get a drink sometime” So I said sure. To which he responded, “Sure? That doesn’t strike much confidence. It’s cool if you don’t want to go. You can say no.” What I really wanted to respond with was, “REALLY?!?! WTF do you want from me, I don’t even know you.” But I didn’t…and then he said “Ok, I was playing around, you already said sure, so you can't say no now :)” I had no words to respond to this so I decided to go to bed and not respond until the morning. <br /><br />The next day was Superbowl Sunday, I went to a superbowl party and was on my way home around 9 o’clock when he asked me if it’s too late to meet up for a drink. It’s Sunday night and 9 o’clock, yes, it's too late. Who goes out for drinks on a Sunday night? Are bars even open on Sunday nights? I nicely responded with yes, it was late, I had work in the morning, and I was just leaving a party. To which he responded with ya, me too, just thought I’d ask.<br /><br />The following week he asked me to meet up with him for drinks and appetizers over the weekend; I told him I was going to be out of town. Later I found out he hung out with my friend Shar over the weekend and was questioning whether or not I was really out of town….I don’t know you. I’m not a liar. Don’t make assumptions.<br /><br />So the following week, he asked me if I wanted to go get a drink and a snack on Thursday night. A snack? What is a snack? I was confused. The smart ass in me wanted to say let me check with my mom and make sure it doesn’t fall into my nap time..but I refrained and kindly said sure, what time and place? His response was 8 o’clock at the local bar. 8 o’clock?!? During the week?? For a snack?!? I’m getting too old for this. Plus, doesn’t he know that you’re not supposed to eat 3 hours before you go to bed?!? This was totally ruining my diet. But I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt…plus it’d make for a good blog story eventually I was sure. So I go and meet up with him, and the conversation was fine, again he was a nice guy, just not a whole lot of sparks flying….then he started asking me about my siblings, and if they are married. So I told him that my brother is divorced. So naturally, he asks me how my parents felt about that…I told him I don’t think any parents want to see their child get divorced but it was probably for the best…why were we having this conversation? Then, all the sudden, it all made perfect sense, he got really quiet and red and said I have to tell you something, I’m recently divorced and have 3 kids. It totally clicked, this is why he said snack, he is in kid mode..at least there was an explanation for that. I kindly asked him about his kids and made a mental note to text Shar immediately….I then found out that he works the graveyard shift and would be going to work in a few hours..as he drank about 3 beers. The HR person in me really wanted to lecture him, but I refrained.<br /><br />A week or two later he invited me to go to the movies, but I was out of town (really..I was). A week later I ran into him at a bar and he told me, “my friends told me I should just give up on you.” I didn’t respond. I didn’t want to be rude, and I had no clue how to respond to that.<br /><br />Morale of the story: If a guys asks you out for a snack, he is probably recently divorced with 3 children. Also, when you know you know. Don’t waste your time going on dates with people you really have no interest in, it’s a waste of time.<br /><br />I recently read this post on hellogiggles.com and I can totally relate to it, and today’s post kind of fits with it perfectly, I referred to it earlier as well..enjoy! http://hellogiggles.com/married-friends-and-guys-who-like-their-mom<br /><br />Song of the Day: The Fighter Feat. Ryan Tedder by Gym Class Heroes (Papercut Chronicles II is one of my favorite albums..so great!)Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-18518824216455292372012-04-11T20:43:00.003-07:002012-04-11T21:09:44.626-07:00Real Life Vampires Bite.So I had a friend/potential love interest that I had been talking to for awhile. One weekend I went to visit him and some friends and we decided to go out on the town for the night....and said friend began to get increasingly intoxicated. We decided to head to another bar and he and I got in the back seat...apparently he decided to try to seduce me and bit my cheek...it wasn't a seductive or sexy nibble..it was a definite bite. I tried to laugh it off like it was no big deal and he was trying to be funny, but then when we got on the dance floor at the next stop he did it again. At this point, I politely asked him to please stop because he was kind of hurting me and it felt like I was getting a bruise. Apparently he took that as please bite me more and tried to bite my cheek a few more times!! I was completely baffled, like seriously, who tries to take a chunk out of a girls' cheek and considers it sexy? This was not ok and my cheek was getting progressively sorer. The next morning I woke up and went into the bathroom to find a bruise on my cheek. I felt like I was in Jr. High and trying to hide a hickey from my mom! A few days later he texted me to apologize for what happened. His reasoning for biting me was, "It's hard for me to show my emotions and I like you...I thought it was hot, like Edward." So note to all those Twi-hards out there...real life vampires are not as sexy and hot as the vampires you see on tv..and biting hurts.<br /><br />Song of the day..."Somebody That I Used to Know" by Gotye, because needless to say..he is now somebody that I use to know.Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-78296149792011181292012-01-24T13:59:00.000-08:002012-01-24T14:12:56.410-08:00Obviously He Deleted You For a Reason...It had been two years since I had talked to my ex-boyfriend. He now has a serious girlfriend, which apparently means I no longer exist. A few months ago his brother died, so I sent him a nice message sending my condolences and letting him know I was there if he needed me. He responded with a thank you and that was the extent of our conversation. I thought maybe after this tragic incident we could at least be civil and not pretend that neither of us existed in eachother’s world. Apparently I was wrong. <br /><br />Not long after I had texted him, I noticed that he had deleted me as his friend on facebook (honest mistake I was sure ;) ) I thought if I sent him a friend request and he accepted this would mean that we could at least be friends. I think we both knew a real relationship would never happen between us, but we got along great as friends. A month or two passed by and my friend request was never accepted. Oh well. <br /><br />During the traditional night before Thanksgiving outing, I went out with some friends and he happened to be at the same bar as me. He immediately turned his head when making eye contact with me. Wow. Really?! So a little later in the night, I realize his girlfriend has disappeared and he is signaling me to come say Hi. So being the somewhat inebriated girl that I am, I went up to him and said hi. He immediately said to me, “I’m sorry I didn’t add you on Facebook but my girlfriend won’t let me.” No Hi, how are you doing, what’s new? but an immediate apology for not being my Facebook friend. Obviously, he was bothered by this. I’m sure I made some smart ass remark about this and how ridiculous it all was, and how he needed to grow up and be a mature adult, to which he agreed with me about. I made sure to assure him that I had no intentions of ever having another relationship with him, and he completely agreed. He then went into the typical schpeel of “You’re a wonderful person, I want only the best for you, you deserve it…blah blah blah” we chit chatted for a while longer and said our goodbyes.<br /><br />When I got home I realized how bothered I was by this, so I decided to send him a text (because inebriated texts are always a good idea) and said, “Hopefully nobody else is reading this, but I’m glad you are doing well and it was nice to see you.” No sexual innuendos or inappropriateness, just a nice little note to a friend. <br />Around 8 a.m. the next morning I got a response for him saying, “Who is this?” I began to panic. Obviously, she made him delete my phone number a long time ago, and I was about 99% sure that this was his girlfriend texting this, I don’t think he’d be up that early and he probably would have been able to guess who the text was from just by our conversation the night before. I didn’t want to get him in trouble for such a stupid thing. So I decide to just pretend I sent a message to the wrong number. <br /><br />This is how the conversation ensued:<br /><br />Me: Is this Shawn??<br /><br />Him/Probably Her: Did I see u last night? The pub was packed. <span style="font-weight:bold;">(at this point I was almost positive it wasn’t him because he would call the bar a pub??)</span><br /><br />Him/Probably Her: This is Josh Smith <span style="font-weight:bold;">(name has been changed =))</span><br /><br />Me: Ummm…sorry I think I have the wrong number.<br /><br />Him/Probably Her: Why u acting?<br /><br />Him/Probably Her: Hey Melissa, there is someone else reading this and always will be. Josh is doing just fine, so no need for u to text him anymore. <span style="font-weight:bold;">(I’m still trying to figure out how she figured out it was me…I think she probably just scrolled up on the phone and saw the message I had sent him when his brother died)</span><br /><br />Him/Probably Her: Obviously he deleted our number for a reason! <span style="font-weight:bold;">(Umm..obviously. You are crazy)</span><br /><br />Him/Probably Her: Glad we have an understanding.<br /><br />At this point I am just laughing hysterically and feeling really bad for someone who is in a relationship that they can’t trust so much that they have to constantly check their phone to make sure they are not talking to anyone else. That must really suck. I should probably keep my distance.<br /><br />Also, the following Sunday I went to church and guess who was there and announcing she was becoming catholic?!? There goes God again with his silly sense of humor =) She must not have gotten to the part in her RCIA class where they teach about trusting and forgiveness….<br /><br />Song of the Day: We Are Young feat. Janelle Monet by FunMelissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-10568091806329945412012-01-23T10:04:00.000-08:002012-01-23T10:09:41.240-08:00Seriously?!So I am really trying hard to be open to others and not come off as stuck up or such a snob, since I am told sometimes I can be a little standoffish when first meeting someone. But after this fiasco, I feel like it’s better to wear my emotions on my sleeve and if I am not interested in someone, it is better to just give them the cold shoulder than be nice. <br /><br />A few months ago I was at a friend’s house for a football game. At this party was Dan (name has been changed =) ). Some background history on Dan: When I was in high school my brother’s girlfriend was in the same class as me, my brother was 2 years older. When I was a junior, my brother was attending the local community college. While at school I would constantly hear stories of how my brother’s girlfriend was cheating on him with Dan. I would tell my brother and he would just yell at me and make me cry and call me a liar. Obviously, he wanted to trust and believe his girlfriend. Not long after this, my brother’s girlfriend broke up with him and became pregnant with Dan’s child. Told you so. <br /><br />Fast forward about 8 years later….Dan is at this party. I really haven’t had a conversation with the guy and he begins to talk to me, I decide to not be rude and have a conversation with him, that wasn’t too painful. A few weeks later I see Dan at the movie theatre with his daughter, I say hello and proceed to go watch my movie. The next day I have a facebook message from him asking how my movie was, again I don’t want to be rude so I respond. We go back and forth for awhile with small talk, and eventually he asks me for my number. I know we have mutual friends and Moses Lake is such a small town that I am bound to run into him again, so I give him my number. <br /><br />Dan proceeds to text me constantly that night, I tell him I am going to bed and he tells me that I should continue to text him until I fall asleep. Umm…no thanks. I’m tired. The next few days he continues to constantly text me and I’m not really sure what to do. I try to take a long time to respond and blame it on my nephews that were visiting at the time and he asks me, “do you want kids of your own?” Umm..ya, but not at the moment. He then says, “Oh you want to wait until you’re married?” At this point I am extremely irritated but don’t want to be rude, since I know he has a kid out of wedlock, so I nicely respond, ya..that’s the plan! To which he responds, “doesn’t everyone?? That was a joke”. Not sure I see the funniness in that…..<br /><br />So then I try to nicely tell him I’m not interested by telling him, I’m not sure what your intentions are but I’m not interested in dating anyone right now. He responds that’s cool, I just wanted to go grab a drink sometime, did you just get out of a relationship or something? No…I didn’t, I just really don’t want to talk to you. And he still continued to text me regularly.<br /><br />After consulting with some friends I decide the best way to handle this is the ignore method. <br /><br />This is how it has been going:<br />12/25/11 – Merry Christmas!<br />12/26/11 – Hey how was your Christmas?<br />12/27/11 – Did you forget about me? =(<br />1/1/12 – How was your new years?<br />1/8/12 – Hey<br />1/17/12 – Happy Bday <br />1/21/12 – (FB Message) did you change your number or something? i have tried to text you a few times and you never respond =\<br /><br />At this point I really just want to respond to him and tell him that I don’t think it’s a good idea to speak with him given the fact that he knocked up my brothers girlfriend, probably while my brother was dating her, and I really think it’s extremely inappropriate for him to even think it’d be ok to hang out with me.<br /><br />Oh, and I later found out that at that same party he got my best friend’s 18-year-old sister in laws phone number…he is 28..gross.<br /><br />Song of the day: Cry Me a River by, Justin Timberlake. Its pretty obvious why. :)Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-12048731639493525082011-09-15T20:59:00.001-07:002011-09-15T22:03:02.899-07:00New Shows of the Fall!So I'll admit it..I am a tv junkie. DVR is one of the greatest inventions ever. One of my favorite times of the year is seeing which new shows are coming out and deciding which ones to add my the dvr que.<br /> <br />So I'm going to give you a list of the new fall tv shows I am most excited for: (p.s. Sidra- I left the central times in just for you :) )<br /><br />Heart of Dixie - Monday, Sept. 26 at 8/7 c<br />Summer is back and I'm beyond excited!! Not sure how much I love the concept of the show (NY doctor moves to Alabama)..but I love Rachel Bilson so I will definitely be watching. Keeping my fingers crossed Seth makes a guest appearance :)<br /><br />X Factor - Wednesday, Sept. 21 at 8/7 c<br />Simon is back and I am pumped! Not as excited about Paula being back :/ I like the concept of the show - including bands, duets, and soloists, and no age limits- plus the judges mentor their contestants.<br /><br />Whitney - Thursday, Sept. 22 at 9:30/8:30c<br />I've never seen her stand-up...but the commercials look promising!<br /><br />New Girl - Tuesday, Sept. 20 at 9/8c<br />Ever since Elf I've loved Zoey Deschanel, can't wait to see what this show has to offer. E! ranked it the best new show of the fall...hope it lives up to all the hype!<br /><br />Suburgatory Wednesday, Sept. 28 at 8:30/7:30c<br />I read a review that this was a mean-girls-esque show with tons of SNL guest stars...can't go wrong with that!<br /><br />Up all Night Wednesday, Sept. 14 at 10/9c<br />I really like Maya Rudolph and Christina Applegate..hopefully this show can be as funny as the two of these ladies are.<br /><br />Song of the Day: Pumped Up Kicks by Foster the People - definitely one of the songs of the summer!Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-53709332561357518082011-09-11T10:57:00.000-07:002011-09-11T11:13:02.234-07:00Why You Should Never Delete a Friend Off of Facebook...<div>So a while back I had one particular friend on Facebook that would drive me nuts. The daily posts of what he was eating, where he was going, and what day of his work schedule it was on a particular day drove me nuts. At one point I had enough, I just couldn't take it anymore. Something had to be done. So smart me thought, I'll just delete him, that way I won't have to deal with these ridiculous posts. Little did I know that I could have easily just "blocked" his status updates and would never see his updates when I logged in, and he would continue to see that we were still "friends". <br />A few months of facebook bliss passed when I got a friend request from him...oh crap I thought..he must have realized he was deleted as my friend. I hadn't really seen much of him so I wasn't really worried about whether or not he would notice if we were "friends" or not on facebook. A few days passed and I still hadn't decided what I wanted to do...ignore his request? or allow him to be my friend again?<br />During my lunch break one day I happened to run into him, it was already kind of awkward since the friend request was looming and I still hadn't accepted him..and he was the type that would definitely know. We started some small talk and a conversation about another mutual acquaintance of ours "defriending" him and not accepting his new friend request was brought up...this was just getting too awkward and I had to leave. The real icing on the cake was I later found out that he conveniently posted on his facebook that he would be at the store that I ran into him at...if he was my friend, I would have known this and could have avoided the whole situation.<br />So of course when I got home I thought, I can't add him right now..he'll totally know I was avoiding adding him as my friend..so I waited a few days and added him. And blocked his status updates. <br />The moral of this story is...don't delete someone that is annoying you on facebook, just simply block their posts, otherwise awkward encounters will happen, and you will be stuck in my situation.<br /><br />Song of the Day: You and Tequila by Kenny Chesney</div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-38960886831157445122011-05-31T22:16:00.000-07:002011-05-31T22:32:45.627-07:00God has a Silly Sense of HumorSo a few weeks ago I decided to go to church for Palm Sunday. I got to church a little late, so I slipped into the pew in the very back. Church had already started so I was trying to be as quiet as possible. As soon as I sat down a gentleman next to me said (in his outside voice might I add), "Good Morning!". I responded with good morning and thought to myself, is this kid for real? He then proceeded to discuss with the person he was with how he was trying to make a cross out of his palm and the difficulty he was having with it. All I could think of was how ridiculously loud this guy was being when we were suppose to be quiet and reverant. I think the lady behind us got so fed up with how loud he was being that she eventually just gave him her palm that she had made a cross out of to shut him up.<br />He then turned to me and asked me what page the reading was on, again in his not so quiet church voice.<br /><br />After communion, I quietly went back to my pew and kneeled quietly to be reverant and pray (which was what everyone else in church was doing), except for my friend sitting next to me. He thought this would be a great opportunity to introduce himself (again in his not so quiet church voice). He asked what my name was, if I was a student at Gonzaga, and what I was going to do on this beautiful Sunday afternoon. I was in such shock that he was talking so loudly during this time of silence that I tried to just quietly answer him so he would leave me alone. Once we sat down, he turned to me and asked me for a pen. I handed him a pen out of my purse and watched as he wrote his name and number down on the collection envelope. He handed me the envelope and told me to give him a call sometime if I ever wanted to get a drink or hangout. I gladly took the envelope and left church as soon as I could.<br /><br />As I left church, I thought to myself..touche God. Touche.<br /><br />Song of the day: "Someone Like You" by Adele..I HIGHLY recommend her new album 21. It is beyond amazing!Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-9019588410046847532011-03-16T20:26:00.001-07:002011-03-16T20:32:34.319-07:00Snooks.So last weekend was the St. Patty's day celebration here and town. My friend and I decided to go out aoround 5pm..when we got to the bar, almost everyone was already completely wasted. It was pretty obvious we had a lot of catching up to do. As we headed to the bar, a group of guys started talking to us, as I turned to my friend to ask her something I heard that guy standing next to me refer to me as "Snooki". I turned to him and asked, did you just call me Snooki?!?! He responded, "ya, I did, you're just like Snooki cause you're little, you're like a little meatball" and started laughing. I don't think that was a compliment. And I never talked to him again.<br /><br />Song of the day: "Come Pick Me Up" by Ryan Adams. I heard this song acoustically by this local guy that plays in bars and could not figure out what the song was called or who sang it but loved it. Last week I was watching American Idol and one of the guys sang it, I was so excited I finally found this song!! The guy on AI totaly ruined it, but this version is waaayyy better..<br /> <iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dRnoh86FD2A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-74164429294698263652011-02-19T15:49:00.000-08:002011-02-19T15:52:42.381-08:00It's Britney B*tch!!Brit is back!! <br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-Edv8Onsrgg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />Obviously..this is the song of the day!!Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-78124991493947699282011-02-17T20:03:00.001-08:002011-02-17T20:11:15.716-08:00The BeibsI have a confession...I kind of love Justin Beiber. Not in the OMG I love Justin Beiber and want to marry him kind of way..but more in the damn, this kid is super talented..i love this kid. I got to watch his movie in 3d with some super cute kids, and I think I may have been a little more excited than they were. I can't believe how talented he was at such a young age..its a great documentary..not sure if the 3d was necessary, or if it was worth the movie ticket, but it's definitely worth a rental! I will admit, when I heard his first song I would make fun of him, I mean what does a 13 year old know about love...but I've found a new respect for him.<br /><br />Even Glee has Beiber fever and that makes me very happy :)<br /><br /><iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OXos2b-5pXI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""></iframe><br /><iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s9Y3eTWm8Lw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""></iframe><br /><br />How could you not just want and get up and start dancing to these songs?!Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-6396677489256858202011-01-23T20:00:00.000-08:002011-01-23T20:16:34.250-08:00Facebook.I will admit, I am pretty addicted to facebook. I enjoy stalking the occasional person and it's a great way to stay connected to people. <br /><br />The Social Network is a great movie I recommend everyone watch. It is so amazing how one little idea has become a national phenomena.<br /><br />But, there are just a few things that just drive me absolutely crazy about certain people who abuse the privelage of being able to use Facebook. Once you read my list, most of you will probably know exactly who I am referring to in the majority of my list.<br /><br />So here it goes, a few things that drive me crazy about Facebook users:<br /><br />1. Just because we went to High School together does not give you the right to be my facebook friend. If we didn't talk or hang out in high school what makes you think I want you to see all of my personal business?!<br />2. If we are friends on facebook, please don't act like you don't know me when I see you in public.<br />3. If your spouse is sitting right next to you, you don't need to comment on their page. Nobody wants to know that she doesn't understand her math homework.<br />4. I don't care if today is Friday, but for you today is Monday because it is your first day of work for the week.<br />5. Enough with the lol's and :)'s....nobody is that happy.<br />6. I don't need a play by play of your day. Nobody's life is that exciting, not even B. Spears.<br />7. If you constantly have to post on facebook how in love you are with someone, more than likely you are tryng to hide how unhappy you are and are over compensating. Like I said, nobody is that happy all the time...and p.s. facebook isn't a romantic and personal way to tell someone you love them, the whole world can see it.<br /><br />Feel free to add to the list.... :)<br /><br />Song of the Day: Coming Home by, Diddy - Dirty Money & Skyler GreyMelissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-29121013192541540212011-01-12T21:23:00.000-08:002011-01-12T21:30:06.959-08:00Tias Tortilla Chips<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TS6NCtCuIJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9-TqnXVNFXI/s1600/kettle-tias-chips-group-590.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561537667439403154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TS6NCtCuIJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9-TqnXVNFXI/s320/kettle-tias-chips-group-590.jpg" /></a><br />These are my new favorite chips. And they are healthy(er) too!! I found them in the organic food aisle at Fred Meyer. Always exciting when I find good food that's good for you too! Salsa Picante is my favorite. So delish.<br /><br />Song of the day: Stereo Love by: Edward Maya and Vika Jigulina. It reminds me of Portugal..I miss that place.Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-10457434273119222982011-01-06T21:30:00.000-08:002011-01-06T21:32:24.048-08:00Work.Oh how I wish I had a cuss jar at work right now....<br /><br /><iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3mNjTO0agJ0?fs=1" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br />Some times when employees are bitchy with me I just want to say, "It's not my fault your life sucks and you're not getting laid."<br /><br />Song of the day: We'll Be Alright by Travie McCoy. I'll be alright :)Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-19230304647891591202010-12-27T20:12:00.000-08:002010-12-27T21:25:04.988-08:00The Set UpI hate being set up. It just really bothers me for some reason. Maybe it's because I feel like people feel sorry for me because I’m single, or it makes me feel like I’m a loser because I can't find anyone on my own, whatever it is, I don’t like it.<br /><br />For example, my cousin always makes comments about me being single and not giving people a chance. In my defense, my cousin lives 2 states away and when I go to visit, I want to spend time with my family, not his friends. And he really has never tried to go out of his way to introduce me to anyone. Anyways, he called me one day and told me about this friend of his, we’ll call him “Matt”. When I asked if Matt was attractive, his response was, “he has a great personality.” Not a good start. So he tells me to look up Matt’s facebook. I look at his facebook and he seems like a decent guy, not really my type but whatever. A few weeks later Matt tried to add me as his friend on facebook. At first I didn’t really want to add him. I don’t know this guy and he didn’t send me a message or anything saying who he is, but I knew if I didn’t add him I’d hear it from my cousin. So I accept his friendship and the guy never attempts to even talk to me. After about a month I decided to delete him, I find it kind of creepy to friend someone who doesn’t even know me or make an attempt to know me. He obviously was not that interested in me.<br /> <br />Then it happened again today. A friend of a friend commented on my facebook to send her a text. I text this girl, whom I rarely talk to, and she tells me how her brother in law saw my picture on facebook and was interested. A few days before this, this girls brother told me he wanted to hook me up with the same guy..and his wife said NO immediately… coincidence? I think not. So I respond with who is he? Do I know him? She tells me he’s a nice guy and offers to send me a picture. I decline because I think its awkward for her to send me a random pic of this guy who is sitting next to her. So I tell her he can go ahead and add me on facebook if he wants to get to know me…I figure this is the easiest way of getting out of having to give him my number. So the guy just added me on facebook. He has made no attempt to say hello to me. And I don’t really think he is my type anyways. He’s 6 years older than me and posts pictures of his animals on facebook. I think the thing that bothers me the most about this incident is this girl knows nothing about me. I wouldn’t mind so much if my sister or one of my best friends who knows me really well would try to set me up with someone. How does this girl who knows nothing about me, other than who my family is, know what kind of guy would be good for me?!? <br /><br />I don’t have time for guys who are too chicken to talk to me. Facebook is ruining my life. This is exhausting.<br /><br />Song of the day: One Love by the Glee Cast. I got some new Glee CDs for Christmas and this song is one of my faves off the soundtrack!<br /><br />Update: Guy from story #2 just facebook messaged me...further proving why people who don't know me should not set me up. Here is his message:<br />"Ok.. So my sister in law said you were a single girl..haha. I would like to meet and hang out. Lets go out somewhere and have some fun!!! What do you think? <br /><br />Oh.. Lets save the background information about ourselves for later. I'll just say one thing about myself. Im very driven and focused in my life."<br /><br />I rest my case.Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-47252476960094577362010-12-20T20:19:00.000-08:002010-12-20T20:52:22.638-08:00Work Parties Should be at WorkSo every January the company I work for has an awards banquet and dinner on a Saturday night. This year, the banquet happens to fall on my birthday weekend. Spendng my birthday with my co-workers is not what I had in mind as a great birthday weekend. I never understood why companies have work parties outside of work. I don't know about you but I don't really want to spend my weekend with my co-workers who I am forced to work with and deal with all day, 5 days a week. I like to enjoy my weekends with my friends and family who I don't really get to see during the week because I'm too busy working. It would be much nicer if my employer took time out of my work day to award me, I would appreciate getting paid to not work much more, and it would be much more convenient. And then there's the whole issue of bringing a date. I always thought it was kind of weird when people would just bring random dates to work parties...I know I would get 20 questions at work the next day about who I was with. It's just all too much!!<br /><br />Maybe I'm just bitter because I don't want to spend my birthday weekend with co-workers. <br /><br />Song of the Day: All I Want for Chrismas is You by, Mariah Carey..gotta get in the holiday spirit!!Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-83498288269827801342010-12-20T20:14:00.000-08:002010-12-20T20:18:56.944-08:00Garage Sale UpdateI got to work last week and there was two tubes of lipstick on the table. One had a sticky that said, "slightly used." I picked them up and threw them away.<br /><br />Song of the Day: Mo Town Philly by Boyz II Men, brings me back to my Full House days! :)Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-70574584369557405512010-11-16T12:43:00.000-08:002010-11-16T12:53:08.305-08:00Work is not a Garage SaleI try not to post much about work on here, but this certain situation just baffles me. So, we have a fairly large lunchroom for employees to eat lunch in or hang out in during their breaks. For some reason, over the years people have decided the lunchroom is a good place to dispose of items from home they no longer use. For example, old used books, unused trinkets, or old tupperware. While I thought this was kind of odd, it didn't bother me much. Until I got to work yesterday, when there was a bottle of half used cologne and a bottle of half used body spray someone put out in the lunchroom. I don't understand why anyone would think it'd be ok to just bring half used toiletry items and place them in the lunchroom for others to use. I'm so confused. And just when I thought things couldn't get any stranger they did..I get to work this morning and the bottle of cologne was gone..and replaced with ANOTHER bottle of different cologne. Naturally, I had to blog about it. Really people?!?<br /><br />Song of the Day: Grenade by, Bruno Mars. Need I say more?!?Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-52143143288520991462010-11-15T21:22:00.000-08:002010-11-15T21:50:14.956-08:00Why Men Love B&%*es!My dear friend Shar bought me this book called, "Why Men Love B&*ches" She bought it for me because she felt I was selling myself short when it came to guys. I'm not completely through the book yet, but I think it has some really good incite. In general I agree with most of it, basically it says how a girl should value herself and not let a man walk all over her-she has to make him work for her because she is a prize and worth it. Which I totally agree with it. It also explains how to not appear to needy too a man and keep him intrigued. Other parts of the book I don't necessarily agree with...or at least don't have enough patience to go through with :) Then today I got my newest copy of Cosmo (whose subscription was ironically given to me by Shar too, haha.) As I was reading cosmo, I was asking a guy friend of mine if he agreed with what it said about guys, some he agreed with, some not so much. This got me to thinking...what's with all these rules and games we have to play to get guys?? Why can't I just be my impatient, sometime obnoxious, and silly self and let everything else fall into place?!? I like to think that if someone really likes me, they'll deal with how crazy and impatient I can get at times. I'm not saying these books don't have valid points, because they do..but there's only so many relationship books I can read before my brain explodes. And if certain girls would stop being so easy, guys would learn how to work a little harder to get what they want :) <br /><br />Song of the day: This Ain't No Love Song by Trace Adkins...kind of goes along with the whole playing games thing, and I like it!Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951117204513029795.post-1707075195809946962010-11-01T20:19:00.000-07:002010-11-01T20:45:16.738-07:00Pumpkin DerbyPart of my job is being in charge of the Wellness Committee. The company goes all out for Halloween. We have department skits, departments decorate their cubicles, and we have a "parade of ghouls" where judges vote on the best male/female transformation. This year was our 2nd year doing the annual Pumpkin Derby. The departments are divided up into 9 teams, each department gets a pumpkin they must decorate and put wheels on, we then race them down a ramp and the winner wins a trophy and bragging rights for a year. Although it is stressful to organize and put on, I must say it was alot of fun and we have some pretty creative employees! Enjoy the pics!!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-Hx4A62GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/mLyW95OpgjQ/s1600/Enunciator.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-Hx4A62GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/mLyW95OpgjQ/s200/Enunciator.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791757981210722" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-HxutZFxI/AAAAAAAAADs/xJOXk0uAHdM/s1600/Dev+Witch.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-HxutZFxI/AAAAAAAAADs/xJOXk0uAHdM/s200/Dev+Witch.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791755483387666" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-HPED5hMI/AAAAAAAAADc/ikr_zE_0Xss/s1600/Spider.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-HPED5hMI/AAAAAAAAADc/ikr_zE_0Xss/s200/Spider.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791159919510722" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-HO0AlcCI/AAAAAAAAADU/OzBT9ohd3R0/s1600/Dragon+Wagon.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-HO0AlcCI/AAAAAAAAADU/OzBT9ohd3R0/s200/Dragon+Wagon.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791155610644514" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-HOtnSPiI/AAAAAAAAADM/qhU7JVBvB4o/s1600/Baby+Hanibal.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-HOtnSPiI/AAAAAAAAADM/qhU7JVBvB4o/s200/Baby+Hanibal.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791153893916194" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-FOI5wzFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LwiFg2USWys/s1600/Winnie+the+Witch.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-FOI5wzFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LwiFg2USWys/s200/Winnie+the+Witch.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534788945016048722" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-FN5SKkeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/P_4jYtyb2eA/s1600/Pumpkin+Stewie.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-FN5SKkeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/P_4jYtyb2eA/s200/Pumpkin+Stewie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534788940823433698" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-FNrUJX7I/AAAAAAAAACs/qEoPOOg84SY/s1600/Mr+Pumpkin+Head.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-FNrUJX7I/AAAAAAAAACs/qEoPOOg84SY/s200/Mr+Pumpkin+Head.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534788937073647538" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-FM_tS5FI/AAAAAAAAACk/VqPBZGrAjZU/s1600/Meal+on+Wheels.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_alGzl_AN7q4/TM-FM_tS5FI/AAAAAAAAACk/VqPBZGrAjZU/s200/Meal+on+Wheels.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534788925367968850" /></a><br /><br />Song of the day: "Baby" by Justin Beiber because I have had some major beiber fever alll day today!!Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09172224946586169977noreply@blogger.com3