Don't you want to stay??

Seriously, I am really happy I listen to music at work because it has made it easy finding titles to my posts.

I would like to state for the record that "You're Welcome." Mainly because I spared you guys some posts. I was going through my posts and apparently I went on a tangent of Paris Hilton after her Piers Morgan interview. And then followed that with my disgust of the View interview she apparently had. So you're welcome I never uploaded that one. :)

The other one was apparently written in December when I was feeling lovey dovey. And the opening line was "Why is it when you finally find someone that makes you laugh until it hurts, smile for no reason, brightens your day with a "hi" that you can't for the life see yourself with that person and am not even sure you're attracted to them?"

Again. . . you're welcome.



Also, I found that whole "Stats" button on my blog like 6 months ago. Yeah, I know, I really delved into the blogger functions when I started my blog. :) Anyway, it really worries me that the main thing that sends people to my blog is "I want to kill my neighbor" or "neighbour" because a) I'm pretty sure that post will not give you great directions for that and b) they are probably severely disappointed once they read the content. In a close second though is "I think I just vomited in my mouth. . ." Oh the things people apparently google!

I finally saw "Bridesmaids" and I thought it was pretty funny. I snorted like 5 times, which is usually a good sign. The funny part was that I could totally sympathize with Kristen Wiig's character. I've been in weddings like that where one person is trying to trump the other girls in the wedding as being the closest. I never tried to top the other girl, but it always cracked me up. And also felt her pain as everyone else around her is married.

I really want to see the movie "Bad Teacher." It looks awesome. I hope it doesn't disappoint!

And on a side note, I have a huge crush, and I pray that it turns into something. The more I talk to him and hang out with him, the more and more I find out how adorable he is. Then my roommate brings me back from Cloud 9 by reminding me that he said the phrase on Saturday "I'll be rolling up with my friends" and then I came back down. Randomly, he throws out gangsta phrases, and where as I often throw out "A to the izzo" on a sign off, he's doing it straight up in conversation. I usually do it to be funny because I am as far from hip hop as one might get. If that's his only flaw though, I'll take it. Because right at the moment, I see none.
I do appreciate her bringing me back to reality. It keeps me grounded.

This weekend I'm heading home for Father's Day. . . and my friend's wedding. . . and my nephew's Baptism in which I am the Godmother again. I also am picking up my friend's dog from her in laws so it saves them a 4 hour trip. I don't think I could pack anymore into a weekend.

Enjoy the beautiful weather!!!