Seven Quick Takes (vol.1)
One of my favorite bloggers, DebbieQ, does this each Friday. It’s very similar to my Rainy Day posts, but it looks like you’re intentionally writing 7 random things… instead of making a list of random crap because you can’t come up with anything better. I’m not sure that I’ll be doing this every Friday since I’m not very reliable, but I’m going to give it a go!
I have a message for all companies that aren’t NASA. We, here in Houston, don’t think it’s clever when your ads say space related things. We think it’s dumb. You aren’t the first person to do this, you aren’t inventive. Inserting your product into “Houston, we have a _______” is stupid. So so stupid. And McDonalds, please pull the ads that say “HOUSTON: The Angus Has Landed.” Seriously. We don’t read those ads and think, “Wow. McDonalds really understands us! They are really speaking our language…” You look like an idiot. Please stop.
Just in case anyone is keeping score in the Who Has The Best Husband contest, you can stop counting now. Mine wins. Not only did he clean the heck out of the kitchen last night, but my hubby snuck a card in my purse this morning for me to find at work. And for those of you who know him, you know that he writes fantastic cards! You don’t get to see what he wrote but you can see the card he picked out… The front says “hello :)”
Have I mentioned that my love languages are Acts of Service and Words of Affirmation?? My love cup is full!
At what age do the tiny fly-aways go away. When my hair is in a ponytail, I look like I’ve been electrocuted. I have these bits of hair around my face that don’t seem to grow. I don’t know what to do about them. I have a half curl on the left side so not only does it stick out, but it curls a bits. It’s awful. I feel like I’m already paying my “bad hair dues” since I’m 24 and have gray hair. Isn’t that enough God???
Dear Mariah and Eminem,
We don’t care.
I seriously think I have carpal tunnel. Or something like that. My right hand ring finger and pinky are almost always in pain. They often tingle. Sometimes the pain shoots all the way up to my elbow. By the end of the day, I want to cut my arm off. I’m not really sure what to do about this. And please don’t say “get off the computer” because that’s really not an option. And I really don’t think the appropriate answer is “take a few ibuprofen” because I’m really not into taking 2 pills, three times a day for the rest of my life. Does anyone have any real advice?
I was sort of curious if there would be any hospitalizations or deaths after yesterday’s Twitter issues. Seems like these people have become surgically attached to their iPhones and Blackberries. I don’t understand Twitter. It’s annoying. I wish there was a way that I could tell facebook to filter out the crappy tweets. Please don’t tell me what people are eating, where they are driving, when they are going to bed, what they are saying to other Tweeters, and other things with “@” or “#” in it. Seriously people. There is such thing as privacy… and that’s saying a lot coming from me. You guys know a lot about me but you don’t know everything… trust me.
I’ve said this before I will probably have to say it again – Just because I hate Twitter, does not mean I hate you. (It just means that I honestly couldn’t care less what you JUST did and what you are ABOUT to do. And please don’t refer to your friends as @_____. Use their names!)
I’m copying DebbieQ’s #7. I am also attached to my planner. It is always in my purse. I am VERY picky about the planner that I use. I have found that I am already in need of a 2010 planner. I have a sticky note in the back of my 2009 planner for 2010 events. It’s full. I am having a bit of anxiety about the planner that I just ordered because I’ve never seen it in real life. I must’ve been drunk because normal, sober Chelsea would NEVER commit to a planner without holding it, turning it’s pages, testing the size and paper quality, and holding it up against me in the mirror. I hope I don’t regret this decision. Stay tuned.
There you go. There are 7 things you could have lived without knowing. Except #2. (Stephen really is great.) Hmm, also, I think you needed to know number 1… and 5… and 6. And really, Mariah and Eminem… really.