I realize that the posting here has been infrequent as of late. It's not that I don't have a lot to say (just ask Matt or my poor family), it's just that I don't think anyone wants to read about how I got up ten minutes early to iron my pants this morning or how many M&Ms I ate this weekend or how much money I saved by switching my car insurance to Geico. Please don't tell Flo or that nice man with the deep voice from the All State commercials. It's nothing personal, it's just that with the economy the way it is and my driving habits and Geico's low prices, switching to them made the most sense. And also, the most "cents."
Thank you, I'm here all week.
Just kidding. My dad handles all the car insurance needs around here. But maybe Geico will read this and offer to insure me for free!
I am a great driver! No accidents! No tickets! I LOVE SPEED LIMITS!
Anyway, after our big Monopoly showdown on Friday night, I sort of laid (lied? lain?) low the rest of the weekend. I took a quick nap after church yesterday-not because I was tired, but simply because the opportunity was there. I used to be a frequent napper in college, which only makes sense because going to class for three, MAYBE three and a half hours a day can really wear a girl out. Perhaps if I hadn't napped so often I would know which tense of "lay" should be used in the first sentence of this paragraph. Either way, I took the lesiurely schedule of the last four years of my life and all the sleeping opportunities it provided for granted. Ah, youth. It really is wasted on the young and well-rested.
Are you still awake? I wouldn't blame you for wanting to lay (lie?!) down and take a nap right now. I am almost putting myself to sleep.
Matt and I went out to dinner last night, which was Big Fun. I wore one of those "not a really a shirt but not really a dress" things with leggings. It was slightly outside my comfort zone and while it most certainly would not have passed the "put your arms at your sides, and if it's shorter than your longest finger it is unnacceptable" rule at my Catholic high school, I went for it because the edge, I live on it.
We went to P.F. Chang's and I really wanted to get the Moo Goo Chicken, because how often can you say Moo Goo in public without someone saying "God Bless You" afterwards? Not often enough, my friends. Not. Often. Enough. However, I didn't like any of the ingredients so I went the mature route and got something that I knew I would enjoy as opposed to something that just sounded like a sneeze.
In a sad twist of events, Emily's cell phone had an unfortunate encounter with a glass of water-ALLEGEDY-and stopped working the other night. (I JUST KEEP GOING! Are you laying/lying down yet?! I cannot stop myself.) I found an old phone for her to use, but she lost all of her contacts and pictures. It got me thinking that I better go through my phone STAT and save all of my priceless photographic memories, lest a similar unfortunate hydro-technological event befall me.
I did so Saturday night, and here is what I found.
Although, I did find THREE pictures of my hair and a major case of static electricity that Emily took when we were at the mall one of the fourteen times we went last week.
I cannot tell you how thrilled I am that those moments are forever captured.
Although I could keep going and going, Energizer style, I will end this for now. Please go lie or lay down for a while. You deserve it.