Ramblings about Tina Fey and other "important" news.

For our upcoming trip, I went out and bought Tina Fey's Bossy Pants for some reading on the plane ride.

I bought it today and I am currently on page 100 of 275 pages in total by 9pm this evening. I may have let myself start the book, thinking I would work through it slowly.
I can't put it down.
What I did do was put Wren down for her afternoon nap, slather myself in SPF 60 sunscreen, and go sit in our backyard to read it. I had laugh-out-loud moments. I may have snorted at least once. And for sure I threw my head back in laughter-with eyes closed twice.
Go buy it.
This evening, as I came across a particularly funny part in a chapter about her honeymoon, I was laughing so hard that Kenton came out of the other room smiling and wondering what I had just read. The sad thing is that reading the book is sort of like watching 30 Rock. And Kenton doesn't find 30 Rock funny. Or Saturday Night Live. (Note: If you know nothing about Tina, I will tell you that she is the executive producer of the tv show, 30 Rock, and she also used to be on Saturday Night Live). I tried to read him the funny chapter that had me in happy tears, but I only got one little noise out of him that I believe may have been a cough in slight amusement. Sigh. At least he gave me a chance.
(Sidenote: I went on Amazon.ca to find the picture of the book. It's on for half the price I paid. Too bad I was in a rush this week to get it!)

Because of the recent events with Osama and all that business, some have been asking us if we are worried about our flight to New York. No. We are not. I am one of those people that just doesn't exactly enjoy flying as a general rule, so in that sense, I am not excited to get on a plane, but it has nothing to do with people talking about terrorist retaliation. As a friend put it, "They already bombed New York, they will choose somewhere else this time." Phewf.

A few things of high importance worth noting:

I have recently discovered the best ice cream ever. It's President's Choice, and its chocolate peanut butter deliciousness. Something like that. I could eat an entire tub of it. Every time I sit down to eat some, I start to feel sick from it's richness, but you just have to push through it, every bite is worth it.

Today Wren is the proud owner of a pair of baby flip flops with a strap on the back to keep them on her feet. Baby toes in flip flops= the cutest thing on earth. Especially if their little toenails are painted. I will try to get a picture of this soon.

Wren has been cutting a molar for the past 5 days now. The poor thing is always in a grumpy mood. If she isn't in a grumpy mood, it's because something is distracting her from the sheer irritation in her mouth. I wish that when new teeth came in, she became cuddly and sad, like when she has the flu. But no, she is ready to slap anyone that comes too near. Watch out.

Our friends in New York that we will be spending time with when we get there, had sent us a little package in the mail to help us get around the place. It just came today (just in time), and it turns out part of the package was a travel book with a map! So nice of them. It's actually the Fodor's travel book, the same one I was reading from the library. Before getting the book in the mail today, I had seriously considered borrowing the book from the library again and taking it on our trip, hoping I didn't lose it. Don't tell.

After the fantastic time we had at Eric and Katherine's wedding last Saturday, I wanted to go on Facebook so badly to see if anyone had posted any pictures from the day (or night). I wanted to sort of reconnect with friends over Facebook, see what was going on. So I logged back in, and because Facebook doesn't actually delete your account, everything was still there. Same news feed, friends, everything. As I scrolled through the news feed trying to see if anything from the wedding was up (but not finding anything), I got progressively more annoyed and overwhelmed with it all. There is nothing interesting on Facebook (seriously, don't be offended, I beg you), and everyone's statuses were ridiculous and pointless. I immediately deactivated the account and sighed a huge sigh of relief. Then I went and did something important...like..the dishes. I had previously said I would probably miss Facebook and want it back. Well, I was wrong. I don't. Don't look for me. I won't be there. But I will be here. But now I might have offended you and you may hate my guts. So maybe I won't see you here anymore...and I won't have 12 whole followers anymore..maybe just 9. Such is life.

In other news, look! I have 6 herbs growing in my kitchen. Well, right now they are in Andrea's kitchen as she cares for them while we are gone.
They are dill, thyme, tarragon, rosemary, basil, and chocolate mint. I also have approximately 6 pesky fruit flies in the house as well because of it. Or maybe it's just one fruit fly who really gets around...

Andrea is the green thumb between her and I. I want to start a garden this year so bad. Just a little one with easy things like carrots and potatoes. I have one drawback...I hate earthworms. I was trying to do some weeding the other day in the planter where these herbs will eventually end up, and I came across a slimy, nasty earthworm. I could barf. I really hate them.
Unfortunately my hate for earthworms became public knowledge my first year of University when it was raining all day outside, and I was walking to the cafeteria for dinner. A girl from my dorm...who shall remain nameless...found it hilarious to torture me on this subject, and picked one up and threatened to throw it at me. She had me screaming, running for the doors to the building, as she threw a worm at me and hit my back right before I got inside. It was disgusting. I still shiver at the memory. And really, can you actually picture me running and screaming anywhere in public? It's so not like me. Unless you have a story that I can't remember off hand doing that very thing. Just keep it to yourself otherwise I will start screening my comments section before allowing others to see it!

If you are like me right now, you are probably wondering why this post is so long and turning into rambling. I just realized I am trying to keep myself from reading my book.

Kenton and I have a new favourite thing. It's pretty cool. We are the somewhat new owners of a Blackberry and it comes with a game called "word mole". It's basically like Boggle. When we go to bed, we snuggle in, and one person plays the game while the other person also helps find words to get points. Last night I was playing, and we got to Level 16 and beat a record high score. It was pretty exciting. If you play this game, what is the highest level you have achieved?? (or maybe you keep track of your points. I think ours is 3250 or something like that). It's cool, I know.

I am also really excited about our trip. So is Kenton. So is Wren. She has no idea. I can't say this is my last blog post before I leave, because I might need to do some more book-avoiding so that I have something to read on the plane ride and the layover.

But it is 9:38 and that is 38 minutes past my bed time. And I am definitely not joking on that one.

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