Check out the big brain on me!


Do you like my blog post titles? Or my blog header? Or my sidebar titles? Yea, I’m pretty stoked about them too. Mostly because they are in my own handwriting!

Yea, I turned my handwriting into a font. It’s pretty much been the highlight of my life.

I’m serious. It kinda has been.



Get Meaningful Fridays #6


  • Refer to points 1 and 2 from last Friday
  • Bruff Commons (specifically because it is where I dine twice a day during football camp, thus, not having to make dinner when I get home über late)
  • Sharing one-liners made famous (in my mind) from people like Grandma Joan in the office (e.g., “he’s so crooked they will have to screw him into the ground to bury him” in reference to a politician who shall remain nameless
  • Numerical and alphabetical rosters on one sheet of paper.
  • Having most of the numbers on the aforementioned roster memorized, prior to the first game.


Get Meaningful Fridays #5


It was just brought to my attention (thanks Mom) that I didn’t post the fifth installment of ‘Get Meaningful Fridays’ and it’s already 10:15pm here in the Boot. My bad. In my defense, football camp has started and I just got home from a meeting. It is kinda late…

  • My bed.
  • My pillows (even more than before).
  • The cloud cover at practice today that seemingly lowered the temp from about 95 to about 90.
  • Comments on the Sutter Home blog
  • My mom arranging a family dinner for when I come home at the end of September…
  • …and almost all my family RSVP-ing positively (and on a school night!)

For 10:22pm, that’s a pretty solid list outta me.

PS- Milestones this week: you’re currently reading my 100th post and I passed the 10,000 visitors mark earlier this week. Yay!



Nifty.


All of my blog posts now come complete with a signature as the end. Cool, huh? I took the idea from Audra, a scrappin’ buddy of mine.

For the record, the below is my ever-popular ‘initial signature’, used to initial the paper that bundled large piles of bills I would take into my drawer in my previous life as a bank teller. We used to have a laundromat as a customer and she would come to my teller window with stacks of $1.00 bills and we would have to count and bundle said bills. My name was just too long to sign thousands of times over, thus my initials came in handy. And I like my initials, so that’s a bonus too.

Woot woot.



Because apparently I should eat dinner every night


This is posted on the fridge

This is posted on the fridge

I haven’t been terribly thrilled with my eating habits lately. I get home from work and the last thing I feel like doing is actually cooking, mostly because I have a serious lack of kitchen creativity these days. So in an effort to make my (spotty) workouts count for something, I have taken to making a menu for the week. It’s a bit obsessive, I suppose, but I’m trying it out in the hopes that I will be motivated when I do get home, since I already have a plan. And the food to prepare already in my fridge, thanks to a trip to the grocery store in which I weathered (pun intended) a thunderstorm. Thanks a lot weather.com. I had a plan and your inaccurate report messed it up.

I’ll keep you posted on how this works out. Oh. And happy first week of football camp.