When I'm Too Lazy To Type....

This is what you get:

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Part Two:





And if anyone cares to compare:

The Pretty People

There are some people that seem to have a strange ability-- no, let's be honest... it really is more of a superpower. A superpower that defies description....one that no woman in the world would refuse. What is this magical gift they have been granted, you ask? They are able to look the same after work as they do in the morning. These gifted people are able to end the day with the same amount of makeup on as when they first left their bathrooms. Their hair stays in the same basic position all day long.

They don't wilt.
They don't perspire.
They don't get rings of mascara and eyeliner that seep into their eye wrinkles.
They don't forget they have eye makeup on (after some 12 years of wearing it regularly) and rub their eyes.
They can walk around Hong Kong looking chic and cool at any hour of the day.
They can spend 14 hours on a plane and look no worse for the wear.



I? Am not one of those people.

Thoughts from The East

*We were almost treated to a taxi driver brawl at the Yiwu airport the other night because the driver at the front of the queue didn't want to take the Chinese man who was first in line.... he wanted the "foreigner" behind him. (I'm trying to picture THAT happening in New York City) Also, since Chinese men often sound (to me) like they are fighting when they are just having normal conversations-- you should hear a group of 10 of them when they really ARE furious! I'm still mad that my camera was in my suitcase where I couldn't get it. What I wouldn't give to have video. It was highly entertaining.


*It is possible that I have seen more Australians today in Hong Kong than actual Hong Kong residents.

*As we were walking the Jewelry Show today, my boss mentioned that he thought he was going to have to change his style for the next trip. When I asked him what he meant, he gestured towards a group of well dressed men and said "I guess you have to dress like a gay man." My response? "They aren't gay.... they're Italian."


*Speaking of Italians, I wonder at what point my boss is going to start thinking that me pointing out hot men to the other buyers is unprofessional.

In Case You Wondered

I can apparently no longer access my blog while in mainland China. Also? Facebook seems to be off limits. Weird.
I'll post more later, but am too tired write now to update on the trip much. I'm attaching proof-- here's what I look like at the end of the day over here...

This is How I Know I'm Old

Since she was old enough to know what a wedding is, my niece, Anna, has asked me about once or twice a year the following question:

"Aunt Sarah, if you ever meet a boy you like enough and decide to get married-- can I be a flower girl?"

She's 9 now (almost 10) and when she was here last month the question changed to:

"Aunt Sarah, if you ever meet a boy you like enough to marry-- can I be a bridesmaid??"

I told her she would have to duke it out with my friend, Katie. :-)

Conversation of the Day

Me: "So, Meredith-- are you ever going to tell me about your crush?"

Meredith: "I'm not telling you who I have a crush on!"

Me: "Oh come on! I'm your aunt! This is the stuff you are supposed to tell me."

Meredith: "Uhm, yeah. You're my aunt with a Blog AND a Facebook page! I'm not telling you!"

Quote of the Day

As spoken from Eli to Meredith:

"You'll agree that I am an expert manipulator of my voice."

A VERY IMPORTANT DAY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDMA!!!!!


To celebrate, I offer you Josie and Anna's favorite things/memories about you:

Josie's Top Five:

1. You are pretty
2. You are great at sewing.
3. You have great ice cream.
4. You make super good food (Your cinnamon rolls are DELICIOUS!)
5. The M&M delivery

(Anyone sensing a theme??)


Anna's Top Five:

1. She just loves you.
2. Cinnamon Rolls!!
3. You are a very sweet grandmother
4. All the things you have made for her
5. Ice Cream and Pizza!

A Major Part of My Childhood

You have no idea how happy I am to have found this..... AND when all of my nieces are here so I can continue to pass on the joy of the original Cabbage Patch Sing Along Album. (Someone posted all the songs on You Tube, but this is the only one I remembered verbatim as an adult....)

Things I Have Wondered Today

*Who decided that female jumpsuits should make a comeback?


(Follow Up Question)
*Why has that person not yet been shot?


*If a horse and a donkey can mate and make a mule, and a horse and a zebra can mate and make a zorse, then why can't a donkey and zebra mate and make a zonkey? And why isn't a mule called a honkey? (wait....I think I know the answer to that one....)



*If Senators and Congressmen don't actually write OR read the legislation they are voting on, then just who DOES do all that? Are 19 year old interns really ruling the US Congress?


*If I was sent back 100 years in time would I be totally useless? Do I need to learn a new home-ec type skill just in case?


*If I was sent back 400 years in time and managed to take back a big thing of Morton's Salt....just how rich would I be?


*Who was the first dude to decide he was thirsty enough to try drinking cow's milk?


*Who was the very first person to ever be named Emma? There had to be SOMEONE who was the first....


*Who decided that Owls were the next big thing in accessories? Or Squirrels? What is it with all of the woodland creatures lately?

Things That Would Make Me Happy (or HappIER)

1. The television show "Homefront" coming out on DVD.

2. Being able to afford this from Anthropologie: SUPER FUN COAT

3. Being told that peanut butter has a magical weight loss effect.

4. An announcement that Stephenie Meyer has decided to finish Midnight Sun.

5. To read that Nancy Pelosi has resigned.

6. Free Mascara for life

7. A sunless tanning cream that doesn't SMELL like sunless tanner.

8. To learn that John Mayar isn't nearly the putz I believe him to be.

9. Another Bourne movie in the next 2 years

10. Learning that I CAN wear t-strap shoes without looking like I have Heffalump feet.

A Pretend Past

Sometimes I think it would be fun to live in the Old West.....but not the real Old West. I'm talking about the Old West as written by Lori Wick.

The one where there are men who are both single and employed in various manly professions.

The one where the aforementioned men are just waiting for the love a good woman who may or may not know how to cook.

The one where the people work hard but don't seem to actually live in sod houses or worry about twisters or plagues of locusts.

The one where there is only one church in town that is always taught by the world's most patient minister who always has a saintly wife and 5 year old that is always saying things to make the adults laugh and think "Oohh, what a little scamp!"

The one where people who don't know each other often seemed forced into marriage for a variety of reasons but ALWAYS eventually discover they are soul mates.

The one where there are insanely large families and then men are always really, really good at handling the kids.

The one where the lack of air conditioning is not an issue.

The one where chivalry is not dead and hygiene is not questionable.

There Was No Military Coup in Honduras!!

Please watch. I know some of you are probably sick of hearing about this from me, but it is important to get the TRUTH out there. I don't know why our government has taken the wrong side on this-- but they have!!

Mathis Brothers, The Sequel

Another scene of trying to crack the most literal man on the planet:

John: "And over here we have a slightly darker leather couch, but still a very nice quality item..."

Me: (stares at the couch trying to figure out what it reminds me of)

John: "See how nice that leather feels?"

Me: "It is very shiny..." (still trying to figure out what it reminds me of)

Heather: (sits and tries to look at the couch since she's trying to actually get something done)

John: "Oh, the shine is just from the lights" (points to the overhead spotlight pointed at the couch) "The average person wouldn't have a 150 watt bulb pointing at the leather in their home."

Me: (shrugs) "Well, not unless they really like being under a spotlight while watching television."

John: (frowns) "No, no. People don't do that. They don't have lights like this."

Me: (sighs on the inside and then the lightbulb goes off) "Leather pants! It is a leather pants couch!"

John: (frowns and wishes the girl with the money would make me shut up)

Searching For A Sense of Humor At Mathis Brother's Furniture

Tonight Heather and I went furniture shopping (for Heather, not me). We met a man who was intent on selling some leather furniture. He was very knowledgeable about the aforementioned leather furniture, but he did not respond well to any attempt at levity. My favorite exchange of the evening follows:


Me: "So how fragile is leather furniture? Does it scratch very easily?"

Very Literal Sales Man: "NO! Scratch? Leather doesn't scratch! What happens to a cow when it rubs itself against barbed wire? Hm?"

Me: (with a blank look) "Uhm. I have no idea what happens to a cow when it rubs itself against barbed wire."

Very Literal Sales Man: (frowns) "Well, it doesn't scratch!"

Hiatus Over!

5 Signs You Might Be The Loudest Person At Your Office
(Based On A True Story)


1. No one ever asks you to stop muttering.

2. No one seems to be surprised when you enter the room.

3. Your coworkers tend to take two steps back when you stop to talk to them.

4. If given a choice between riding in a car with you and walking, they choose walking.

5. People flinch when you tell them "Good Morning".

Dangers of the Hallway at Work

So yesterday a man in the hallway at work watched me walked by and then looked to the heavens and sighed. I had to laugh because I really don't know-- is it good to make a man sigh?? I've never seen him before-- so he couldn't ALREADY be exasperated to see me coming....unless word of me had spread, I guess.....

8 Words You Never Want To Hear

"You'd Be Responsible For Paying for the Crane"


P.S. I think there should be a rule that if you put the word "Expert" in your business title-- that you actually have to BE AN EXPERT.

A Thought

It seems like there's been a lot of loss for people I love lately. It has made it hard to be flippant and whiny- which are my two favorite things to do on this blog. I'm sure I'll return to random thoughts soon enough....but for now-- do me a favor and remember to tell your friends you love them....and don't wait for something bad to happen before you go see them.

I didn't post yesterday. Don't particularly want to post today..... so the question is, does this count?

This One Is For All The Frumpy Girls Out There

I Dreamed A Dream


I couldn't embed the video-- but you all have to go watch this by clicking on the above link. Please.

(Part of why I love this is because I went through quite the preteen phase of performing this song in my parent's basement-- right next to the ping pong table)

A Question

Can anything make you feel more dorky than doing an at-home workout DVD?

Passing on the Classics

I taught the girls this song a couple of years ago. It is from a Cabbage Patch Kids record that I used to perform with my neighbor, Kelly, when we were in grade school. We usually did it sitting under a card table in her bedroom. I can't remember why we sat under a table to accomplish it, but for some reason that was important.

This video always makes me laugh (even if it does cut off right as they are getting to the good part)

An Unusual Problem

This morning in Bible Class we were asked to share our favorite Bible Verse. And putting aside that it was clearly a stalling move by the teacher since his class was ending waaay early.....his request proved problematic for me for several reasons. First of all-- I couldn't really remember what my favorite scripture specifically said-- mostly just the gist of it.

And you are probably thinking-- "So? Just look it up, Sarah! Yeesh!". First of all, don't be so snippy-- it's rude. Secondly, I would have been happy to do that if I remembered where it was actually located. So yeah-- not only did I not really remember what my favorite scripture exactly said....I didn't really remember where it was. Somewhere in Psalms or Proverbs was as close as I was getting.

But I persevered and eventually found it-- and then stumbled onto the third and ultimately definitive problem. Once I read the exact wording, I realized there was no possible way anyone could get me to read THAT scripture out loud in a Singles Bible Class.

What is this mysterious scripture, you ask?

"An honest answer is like a kiss on the lips.
Proverbs 24:26

Announcement!

I have a new computer!!! It is not out of the box yet!! This better be the last post from my iPod for a LONG time.

Song Recommendation of the Day

"Where I Stood" by Missy Higgins


I am completely obsessed with this song right now. (Although I will say that the whole CD is great) I have tried in vain for 10 minutes now to attach a You Tube video of her singing it.....but my computer just can't seem to handle that demanding task. Just know that you can do a search for it and hear it for yourself.

Where I Stood


I don't know what I've done
Or if I like what I've begun.
But something told me to run
And honey you know me- it's all or none.

There were sounds in my head
Little voices whispering
That I should go and this should end
Oh and I found myself listening

'Cause I don't know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should.
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should.
'Cause she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood.

See I thought love was black and white
That is was wrong or it was right
But you ain't leaving without a fight
And I think I am just as torn inside.

Cause I don't know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should.
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should.
'Cause she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood.

And I won't be far from where you are if ever you should call
You meant more to me than anyone I ever loved at all
But you taught me how to trust myself and so I say to you
This is what I have to do

Cause I don't know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should.
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should.
'Cause she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood.

UUGGHHH!!!!

So I have been trying to post but my computer is currently having a complete meltdown. Sad that I almost always get online on my iPod as it is a million times faster than my beloved but admittedly ancient laptop. So this is me giving up. I will return to the good fight tomorrow... just like Scarlett would have wanted.


P.S. I cut 4 inches off my hair today. If you add that to the 3 inches I cut off in Feb.... it is adding up!

New Celebrity Crush Alert

We met on a long flight to China. Just me, 13 hours, and 5 episodes of The Mentalist. Ah-- Simon Baker.....you had me at your first grin.

A First

So tonight I am posting from my iPod because Eli is playing a game on my laptop. And while this is not the first time I have posted on my iPod, it will be the first time I have input from others (namely Elu and Meredith) about the content of this post.

Eli has suggested that they tell you about me from their perspective which I was not against until I realized that he wanted to give every last detail of my job. When I told him that I try to keep most super personal ID stuff off the blog... he said (and I quote) "oh that's right... You have to be an enigma...." (then he lowered his voice to a whisper and -- I kid you not-- cocked one eyebrow and continued) "The Enigma That Is Me". Yup. That is correct- even the 10 year old knows that's a joke.

Meredith on the other hand thinks she is about to lose a tooth and can't focus on much else. She now would like me to wrap this up so she can check her email. Seriously.

Purely Hypothetical Question of the Day

If you were walking into church while the absolutely CRAZY wind was blowing and you could only keep either the front of your skirt down or the back of your skirt down.....which would you choose?



(The answer goes something like this-- it is silly to pretend that you can keep any portion of your skirt down if the Oklahoma wind wants to rip it up over your head....so the only thing a hypothetical person can really do is be sure they are wearing leggings..... Also? I hypothetically picked the front-- the back flew so high it actually hit my pony tail......hypothetically that is.)

A Conversation that Did Not End Up As Expected

Two Friends are headed out to dinner. The following conversation ensued:

Sarah: (walking to the front door telling a story SO riveting that I can't even remember what I was saying) "And so blah blah blah.....and then BLAH!"

Cheryl: (walking out the front door nodding while pretending to listen to the fascinating tale) "Uh huh..."

Sarah: (turns around to lock the front door) "And then I said......" (lowers voice to a frantic whisper) "at ohler!"

Cheryl: (speaking in a normal tone of voice) "Huh?"

Sarah: (pointing with my eyes while whisper yelling) "kat ohler!!"

Cheryl: (looks behind her) "WHAT?"

Sarah: (gives up and speaks normally) "CAT STROLLER!" (points to the elderly couple walking on the side walk by the building with their cat....in a stroller)

Cracks. Me. Up.

Star Wars as explained by a 3 year old
(Be sure and listen for the warning about Darth Vader)

Things I Did/Thought/Wondered Today

1. "This is what happens when you try to clean". (after having to type all day on a painful finger pad that was sliced open when I dusted my desk at work. Don't ask)

2. A new Arby's opened by work this week. Both Mandy and I were pathetically excited to go there for lunch today. (And judging by the 15 cars in the drive-thru built for far fewer vehicles, we weren't the only ones).

3. "Did some kind of new Wal-Mart training manual go out that instructed all cashiers to start tying the handles of their plastic bags into a double knot before handing them over? Why do you people keep doing this to me and and then look at me as though I should be grateful for the extra effort you put in? What genius at headquarters in Arkansas decided that shortening the handle will make it easier to carry out to my car in 45mph Oklahoma winds??"

4. Words cannot express how grateful I am that America decided to vote off that annoying chick on American Idol.

5. "Why did I do my hair today?" (after walking half a block to get from car into work and looking like Cousin It when I walked in the front door)

6. "Why-o Why-o did I ever leave Ohio?" (Side note-- I've never actually been to Ohio)

7. Jini asked me what kind of cheese my string cheese (that I was eating at my desk) is. I had no good answer.

8. "Don't be an idiot, lady. There is no self-check out at TARGET" (thought but NOT said to the lady behind me in line who kept trying to talk her daughter into going to the "self-checkout")

9. "Hm. How can I write this email in such a way as to make the person feel stupid for asking me an idiotic question without thinking I am calling them stupid? How can they decide for THEMSELVES that they are wasting everyone's time?? It wouldn't be MEAN to help them do that....really it would almost be a form of helping them to self-enlightenment....."

10. "I didn't know anyone still wore their bangs that high. With gray hair."

A Goal

So my grand plan is to try and post every day this month. And if I don't manage it, I will just pretend it was an April Fool's joke!

Awesome Clip of the Week

Why oh why do we not have someone who will stand up and say this to President Obama AND Congress?

Quick Random Notes

*We are at the Best Western in Yiwu. Incidentally-- it is neither Western NOR the Best.

*It is extremely cold here....which I'm not really complaining about. Amazing how much less fragrant a place can be in the cold. (It was insanely hot and humid when we were here last Sept.)

*I accidentally wore my shirt inside out when we crossed the border from Hong Kong into mainland China (we actually walked across it with our suitcases). I feel this only bolstered my "we look like refugees fleeing persecution in Hong Kong" point to my coworkers.

*I don't care how proficient a spitter you may or may not be-- you have not truly seen (or HEARD) spitting until you have been to China.

*The iTunes store (or at least MY iTunes store) does not work in mainland China. This is very annoying when you want to download the season finale of Burn Notice to watch on the plane.

*In case you hadn't figured it out-- I have nothing that interesting to post at the moment......

Is My Maid Trying To Tell Me Something?

I am once again back at the JW Marriott in Hong Kong. And while I know you are ALL excited to hear my twice a year update on the status of the bacon on their breakfast buffet... I am sad to report that blog feature has been discontinued due to unfortunate and newly developed food allergies.

HOWEVER-- that does not mean that I don't have exciting news to report. (and possibly even MORE riveting than a bacon update would have been....but I make no promises......)

My first post was GOING to be movie reviews of the bajllion movies I either started to watch and/or actually finished on the flights over. And while I still plan to get to that eventually....there has been a new development that I feel deserves a priority entry.

We spent a long day today walking around the city to various appointments.....thankfully able to dodge the POURING rain due to Hong Kong's lovely system of covered walk ways. I finally got back to the hotel a little bit ago.....tired and ready to flop. Everyone else in my group is on the 22nd floor.....but I am all alone on the 12th floor. I didn't think too much about that, but as I walked into my room tonight...I began to suspect I am on some sort of special party-girl floor. Why is this, you ask? Well, first let me explain that as you walk into my room....you enter a short hallway and you have to go around a little curve to get into the bedroom. As I opened my front door tonight-- I noticed a thump of base playing.....and I wondered if I'd forgotten to turn my TV off this morning. But as I walked into the bedroom, I realized that the maid had been in to "turn down the bed" for the night...but let me tell you, she went the extra mile. My lights were turned down to dim, the bed covers were turned down, and.....someone was rapping/singing on the stereo system about all of the "sweet honeys in the club tonight" and his need for me to "shake it baby, shake it". I went over to the stereo and realized that the maid had decided that LL Cool J was just the fellow to sing me to sleep tonight (and in case you were working the theory that the maid was listening to her OWN CD and forgot to take it out...nope. The CD actually has "property of the JW Marriott" imprinted on the front of it)

Let me tell you-- I don't know who they think was coming back to this room tonight--- but I really don't feel worthy of the ambiance she worked to create. I feel like I need to put on some tight pants and make some sort of martini or something. My grand plan of reading Jane Austen in the bathtub just doesn't feel right.....



P.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSIE!!! (even though you don't read this. Maybe you dad will and he'll tell your I said it......

Delayed in Tokyo. Bored. Really, really bored. Updates that have been promised have not come.

The Flattering Lighting of Incredible Pizza

Meredith (my niece--for the 2 of you that don't already know that) and I spent the afternoon at Incredible Pizza yesterday. If you are unfamiliar with the establishment (and before yesterday, I'd never been there)-- basically it seems to be an all you can eat pizza extravaganza combined with go-karts, putt-putt, bumper cars, arcade games, etc. Meredith and I skipped the food and went straight to the games. Our first stop was the go-kart line where we wanted to sign up for a "double" ride (meaning I would drive while Meredith was the passenger/navigator/encourager)--- Anyway, it was there that the following conversation was had:


Me: (addressing the teenager working the register) "Hi...we'd like to sign up for a double ride."

Meredith: (smiles and waves at him like she has been smiling and waving at everyone since we got there...)

Incredible Pizza Dude: (looks a bit confused): "You're going to ride with her?" (points at Meredith)

Me: (returns his confused look) "Uh, yeah...." (also throws in a nod in case some body language is needed as well)

Meredith: (still smiling)

Incredible Pizza Dude: (frowns slightly) "How OLD are you?"

Me: (starting to look around to make I'm not too old to be riding go-carts-- but am reassured when I notice old dudes currently racing) "Uh..." (then blank for a minute and try to remember if I am 31 or 32).... "31! I'm 31!"

Meredith: (waiting patiently, still smiling)

Incredible Pizza Dude: (loses the confused look and replaces it with a startled one) "Really?"

Me: "Uh, yes."

Incredible Pizza Dude: "I would NOT have thought that. I was thinking like...22 at MOST."

Me: (speechless and still not a little confused about why it matters)

Meredith: (smile turns reassuring-- pats my thigh) "That's a GOOD thing, Aunt Sarah!"

Me: (starting to appreciate the dark lighting of Incredible Pizza) "I know, sweetie." (turns to Incredible Pizza Dude) "Uhm, thanks I guess?"

Slightly Blind Incredible Pizza Dude: (smiles and "scans" my payment card)


Our scene now cuts to 10 minutes later when I look at the balance of our payment card and realize he hadn't charged us for the ride....we go back over to tell him....



Me: (waiting for weird 50 year old lady to stop going on and on to poor Incredible Pizza Dude about how there better not be any kids in the "fast" go-kart race because she drives FAST-- FAST!! and she will not be thwarted by some kid who is out there piddling around not knowing what he's doing)

Incredible Pizza Dude: (kindly waits for the woman to walk off before he starts laughing at her)

Me: "Hi! Us again! I just noticed that it didn't subtract the money for the go-karts when you scanned our card."

Incredible Pizza Dude: (looking at me with a look that says "annnnddd????)

Me: (feeling a bit awkward) "Well, I just wanted to let you know."

Incredible Pizza Dude: (smiles and cocks an eyebrow) "Well, that's a GOOD thing, right?"

Me: (not really sure if a 19 year old is flirting with me or not) "Uh, yeah....."

Incredible Pizza Dude: (smiles) "Well, good!"

Me: "Alrighty, then. Uhm...thanks!"

Meredith: (looks at me and shrugs)



As we were leaving later, I was telling Meredith that I still couldn't figure out WHY he cared how old I was-- when she pointed out that he was probably checking to make sure I was old enough to take her on a double ride (apparently you have to be 18...I failed to notice that). I have no idea if her theory is accurate, but I have decided to go with it....as 18 is even better than 22!

(also? Meredith and I TOTALLY won our go-kart race....in case you wondered)

Analyze THIS

I've been having lots of weird dreams lately. One involved a Friday the 13th-like scenario with me and other people running around some summer camp. (No, I haven't watched any horror movies lately)

One involved one of my good (single) friends getting pregnant and lots of conversations with my father (the dream version) with him insisting he had no idea she was "THAT kind of girl!!!!" (he was taking it very hard)

There was another dream where I accidentally dyed my hair blond and was SO relieved when I woke up and realized I still had brown hair.

But by far the most disturbing (to me) dream was the one where I had these long purple, hairs growing out of my finger tips. I just couldn't figure out how to groom it-- and if I should shave it (how WOULD you shave your fingertips?) or try to pluck it or WHAT. But I did have the (dream) thought that it would nicely conceal my fingerprints. WHY dream version of me was worried about this....I have no idea. Maybe I was going to be a covert Muppet or something......

Surprising Things About Being Single in My 30s

1. It totally snuck up on me.

2. I don't mind it nearly as much as the 15 year old me thought I would.

3. My father has revealed a previously unsuspected busybody/matchmaking streak.

4. My mother remains well behaved (at least to my face).

5. I have so many friends that are ALSO single to keep me company.

6. It is kind of fun and not a little liberating.

7. Having this many years to watch marriages from afar has left me with a conflicted view of the institution. (No unmarried person should be made to watch the movie Fireproof. If that movie doesn't make marriage look utterly exhausting, I don't know what does. I mean-- if you are already in it, great! Work hard at it! But for us singletons? Let's just say it isn't exactly a marriage recruitment video....)

8. Did I mention that my father has revealed his busybody tendencies? Well, it is worth mentioning twice because it was doubly surprising.

Breaking Out My Rusty Typing Fingers

Anyone who has known me for more than a day knows that I am-- well, how to put it?? Let's just say I am a candid person. I often share more about myself than anyone probably wants to know..... for instance, if I do something particularly stupid-- I usually can't wait to tell as many people as possible about it (particularly if it is a FUNNY stupid thing--- for instance when I figured out last year that a "Water Pill" is not actually a pill that magically hydrates people).

But the interesting thing about being a candid person is that many people also assume that I don't have an inner edit button. Several people in the past year have joked with me that they always know what I'm thinking because (and I quote) "If Sarah thinks it, she says it". And for some reason, I have found that surprising. While I admit I almost always have something to say about everything (even if it is just to announce I know nothing about the topic on hand)--- it really amuses me that I might have a reputation for saying everything that pops into my head....because seriously? What I actually say out loud constitutes about a 1/3 of what is going on in my head (if that).

I apologize if that scares you.

Alas, I realize that just because I manage not to spew my every thought on to the world does not make me mysterious or anything.....but I would like to reserve the right to be not quite the open book that everyone thinks I am.

Hong Kong Int'l Airport

Ok- I promise to start actually WRITING blogs again very soon.....but in the meantime you have to check out this awesomness. Why does this never happen when I'M at the Hong Kong airport??

Color Me Surprised

Look-- a little awareness!!!

(The saddest part of the whole thing is the last line-- they hope he doesn't mean it???)

The Daily Show With Jon StewartM - Th 11p / 10c

Changefest '09 - Obama's Inaugural Speech

Barack Obama Interview
John McCain Interview

Sarah Palin Video
Funny Election Video

Food For Thought

Agree or Disagree.....but I thought this was interesting