Getting old

It has been brewing in my mind lately about how fast time flys. I feel like an adult, how scary is that? I felt I should share some of my thoughts...

1. Our 10 year high school reunion is this year.
2. The music in American Eagle is really too loud.
3. The smell of Abercrombie cologne wafting out of the store makes me sick.
4. I hate the mall. Too many hoodlums.
5. I don't understand Rap music anymore. WTF? I am an OG foo' and I don't understand what they are saying.
5. If you don't know what OG means, then you are old too.
6. Rap music: what the hell is a Stanky Leg dance?
7. I don't enjoy hardly anything on the radio.
8. Songs from my youth are playing on the classic rock station. Yes. It's true.
9. My little brother is not little anymore.
10. All my friends are parents.
11. Retirement is a big concern.
12. I repeat everything my mother used to say.
13. I realize that my parents were always right and they are human too.
14. I enjoy watching the Presidental Election and public broadcasts.
15. People call me Ma'am at work.

Okay, I could go on but that will do for now. I'll add more to this as it is noticed in my daily routine. Please feel free to leave any of your own encounters.

New toy

So my mom got us this stereo tower of entertainment for Christmas. It hooks up to the tv for surround sound, or ipod hook up for music, cd's, dvd's...whatever. It also has two microphones on it for karyoke. It's a lot of fun, I don't sing much but it seems to work when we need to summon one another in the house. Ha! I have included a picture of Eric rocking out for your enjoyment.

Confession

I have to admit I love to watch The Bad Girls Club on the Oxygen Network. I love reality trash with bitchy chicks. It makes me laugh. What is really sad is that I can't wait for the next episode to come on in a week or so. This season is great! Good thing I have my trusty DVR to ensure proper viewing. Without commercials, thank you very much. I blame my enjoyment in this show on my week vacation from work. Stupid marathons...they get me every time.
So anyways, if you haven't seen the show it involves 7 girls that are self proclaimed "bad girls" shoved into a mansion in LA with lots of alcohol and drama. Yes, it follows the reality show template: alcohol, boobs, chain smoking, and whores. I can't help but watch.

Judge me if you must.

Hello to all

Okay, I'm joining the blog community because Courtney finally convinced me. Heh, j/k. I enjoy to ramble on about random things so why not? Now, I cannot promise that this will be very interesting in the beginning (I am new at this, remember?), so bear with me. For a quick update if you don't already know, Eric and I just built our first house and moved in November. It's a lot of work but so much fun. Although, it would be nice to not have prison walls and actually hang some pictures and paint stuff. We tripled the amount of square footage that we were used to in the condo, so we really don't have much. We finally got a couch (shout out to craigslist) so at least one of the living rooms has stuff in it. Hopefully with our tax return we can spruce up the decor...then I'll host more events. :) I will say our pets are extremely happy with the new place. The cat, Jolie, pounces at the foot of the stairs and then tears ass up them and gets all fluffy. It's so funny, I'll catch her on video next time it happens. Chester runs all over the place and terrorizes the cat. It's great. Oh, and yes I said video...Eric bought me a really nice camera for Christmas. Woot! (ha ha, I love that word) Although, the manual for it is freakin' 150 pages and it's pretty complex. I will hopefully have more information on this shortly with lots of lovely pictures.

Thanks for looking!