tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32305425600562077372024-03-12T17:37:18.139-07:00But I'm not Wearing Underwear!!A grown woman's blatant refusal to grow up.Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-19957594763133679952010-01-25T23:23:00.000-08:002010-01-25T23:23:17.816-08:00QuestionsFirst: Is anyone seriously confused by my blogging right now? I'm falling in love with my WordPress blog and I don't know if I'll keep this one up much longer and just transfer all the posts over to the other one and toss this one. Think about it, I'll come back...<br />
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Second: If I were to say tell you uhm..."Hey do you like to scrapbook?" And you answer "No, I have a ton of pictures and supplies but no time." And I reply "Well would you pay someone to do it for you?"<br />
What would you say? Okay now what would you say if that person were me? <br />
I've been rattling it around in my head for a while. But I think that I am pretty decent at scrapbooking and I like to do it and if I could actually do it for other people I think I would get more out of it. So let me know okay! You few and seldom readers! Not your fault I know! With all this moving around and changing places, it's my bad.<br />
Anyway there you go. Short and sweet. If you want long and crazy posts just go <a href="http://www.iheartporkchops.wordpress.com/">HERE</a><br />
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Love you all and GOODNIGHT! Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-78821770689426057542010-01-19T22:28:00.000-08:002010-01-19T22:28:20.531-08:00Already! I have an answer Already!!Dude, I am awesome at persuading people to perform at my wedding. I already got an answer to my email. Now all I need is 50 grand. At least. I figure anyway. You see those ads over there to the left? Yeah start clicking!!! haha! <br />
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Here is my original email to the manager of the Dan Band:<br />
<div>On Jan 17, 2010, at 7:01 PM, Miranda Choate wrote:</div><br class="ecxApple-interchange-newline" /><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Optima; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><div class="ecxhmmessage" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Okay from the website I see that The Dan Band doesn't do weddings. And I'm sure you still get requests like mine every second of every day. But what I'm wondering is, if I don't have any grandma's would they still not do it? Because it has been a dream of mine to have them at my wedding. Yes I am female. And honestly they would probably fit right in with both families involved.<span class="ecxApple-converted-space"> </span><br />
I would probably die even to get a response to this. And I will start a mini crusade to have the Band at my wedding.<span class="ecxApple-converted-space"> </span><br />
Oh and I have no date set. So this can be life long.<span class="ecxApple-converted-space"> </span><br />
I have no grandmas and my grandpa is too def and cusses like a sailor anyway.<span class="ecxApple-converted-space"> </span><br />
My family is not offended easily and would be so happy that I'm getting married to not even care who was there. Hell if Dan was ordained they wouldn't mind him officiating the damn thing.<span class="ecxApple-converted-space"> </span><br />
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Miranda Choate<br />
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</div><div class="ecxhmmessage" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">And here already is the response. I'm emailing this to my mom so she knows her options. </div><div class="ecxhmmessage" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
</div></span>Hello there,<br />
Yes the Dan Band are available for weddings and it can be done one of three ways.<br />
They can perform live as an entire 7 piece band, they can perform live as a 3 piece band and perform to a backing track<br />
or Dan can make a personalized video of one song, either Total Eclipse of the Heart from the movie Old School or Candy<br />
Shop from the movie The Hangover.<br />
7 piece band is approximately $15,000-$25,000 plus air fare, hotels, ground trans, etc.<br />
3 piece band is approximately $10,000-$15,000 plus air fare, hotels, ground trans, etc.<br />
The personalized video is around $1,500.00<br />
Keep in mind, if they perform as a band, we also have 2 to 3 crew members on top of the band, so we are talking about<br />
9-10 people for the full band and 4-5 people for the backing track show.<br />
Please let me know if you have any further questions?<br />
Thank you,<br />
DavidMirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-76291185552393902512010-01-17T18:51:00.000-08:002010-01-17T18:51:36.253-08:00My Dream...And The Dan Band.I have a dream to have <a href="http://www.thedanband.com/">The Dan Band</a> sing at my wedding. So I'm going to find out how much it would cost to book them. And when I have that money given that I'm not 80 by that time, I will get married. No matter what I look like.<br />
Ever since Old School I have loved this guy. He is hilarious and would fit so well for my wedding. Because it would be a big party and everyone cusses anyway! <br />
This is in writing now so I have to keep to it.<br />
Oh I just looked and apparently they don't do weddings because they're afraid of killing grandmas. Since I have no grandmas and my grandpa is too deaf and might not be here when I get married, I'm going to email and beg them. This might have to become a crusade. Anyone care to join me?? Want to start writing letters for me??<br />
info@thedanband.com<br />
management@thedanband.comMirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-35092256050008045612010-01-13T21:13:00.000-08:002010-01-13T21:13:31.657-08:00Bros a no no for CoCo!I know I should be posting something about how I donated $500,000 to the Haitians or whatever but I don't have that kind of money. And I'm not being mean about this. But all I can do about Haiti is say "that sucks" <br />
But instead I just wanted to say this:<br />
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Head on over to <a href="http://www.iheartporkchops.wordpress.com/">My OTHER Blog</a> I'm on my sixth post! Amazing right?! I've made it to day six! I however am just doing them a day at a time because I honestly don't have enough topics to write out several blogs and save them for later dates. <br />
So yeah, still going. I have a weird work schedule, and have yet to work on my transcriptions but hey I get paid tomorrow. And I might be shoe shopping! Oh not fancy shoes, I'm going to get some Nike Shocks to help my feet feel a little better at work. I was also going to look into those Rebok easytone shoes, you know the ones that make your butt look better...but I'm willing to bet a lot of money they don't have them in my size. I think those ones would be better then the Sketchers because no offense to people with back problems or club feet but the Sketchers look like they're made for people with those types of problems. I think it's the high heel.<br />
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Anyway! get on over to my other blog right now! I've said some pretty funny things. Okay maybe not but hey you read this one, you're bound to like the other one!Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-8383371606178779652010-01-01T19:09:00.000-08:002010-01-01T19:09:21.589-08:00Trying out a NaBloPoMo Again...So I signed up to do a blog a day a month but the twist is this: I'm pulling double duty. I'm going to keep this one up but not EVERY day. My "every day blog" will be at this place: <a href="http://www.iheartporkchops.wordpress.com/">My New Blog</a> and depending on if I can keep up with both by the end of the month I'll see which one I like better.<br />
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The theme for NaBloPoMo is "Best" And I know that I've asked for help before, but this time I'm serious. I want to do something like "The Best Email chain from a friend" or "Best Memory from..." "my best mistake" (haha) But as you can see I need HELP. So I want some suggestions of the "best of" for my blog. I want to get this done this month really badly! And I also want to try out WordPress to see if I like it better then Blogger. So I need feed back and what not. Keep in mind that it is a work in progress over there and it is a lot different then Blogger, so I have to figure out how to keep everything going.<br />
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I'm really nervous about switching because I finally have more then a couple followers and I hate to confuse everyone right off the bat. So if it gets confusing again, let me know and I will gladly do whatever you want me to do. Because that's who I am, I'm a people pleaser.Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-60562493389002923442009-12-29T14:43:00.000-08:002009-12-29T14:43:34.409-08:00Leaving 2009 BehindIt's about that time. Where everyone writes the obligatory post about what they are going to do for the new year. Or what they hated/loved about the year past. So what should I do?<br />
I've never been good with "New Year Resolutions" I also don't do so well with Lent. Because I don't stick to anything. I am definitely not a self motivator.<br />
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Side rant...I can not spell definitely without help from spell check. This then will be my first NYR:<br />
Learn to spell definitely. And now that I have typed it out multiple times it looks weird. Kinda like the word Stripe.<br />
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As I'm sitting here eating Fritos and this awesome ranch/cottagecheese/sour cream dip, I'm wondering why I have a weight problem. No, I kid. I'm wondering what the hell happened in 2009. Lots of shitty things happened to people, and for me too, I'm not leaving myself out of this. <br />
I will point out that I have had this blog up and running now for almost a year. I'm wondering where to go with this, if I just want to keep it as a rambling nonsensical blog that's just for me and I allow you to peek in on it on occasion. Or do I want to delve deep and turn this into something that is coherent.<br />
But what would I do? I mean I'm all scattered so there's got to be a way to limit myself and direct this blog towards something. I just don't know what.<br />
And then I ask myself.. "why?" Why do I want to change? Why not stay the same, being this way hasn't sucked too terribly bad. I have more readers then I did when I first started.<br />
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Side question: How does one sustain themselves by being a Professional Wind Boarder. Honestly.<br />
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Oh and just to warn you I am going to attempt a blog a day in January. The theme is "Best" I need some topics. But I'm not going to do this on THIS blog. I'm going to shift over to my newish/other blog. I'll give you all the address when I get to it. I will link it on my page as well. I want to keep this one as my rambling nonsense and use that one for my NaBoPoMo or whatever the fuck the letters are. I will also do a post on here...on occasion. If you're lucky. Right now I have a topic in mind and if I can pull it off I think it will be hilarious. <br />
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Okay I think I might be done with this ADD post today. I really have way too much going on in my pea brain to actually sit down and type it out.Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-72786360360396757902009-12-26T20:52:00.000-08:002009-12-26T20:52:00.831-08:00Here's why I suck as a salesmanI'm getting worse as I go with my Transcription. I don't know why, I don't know what I'm doing wrong. But apparently I cannot do it. Every assignment comes back worse then the one before. I get all the medical words right, but can't seem to figure out where and when these people want commas. I've been rereading the chapter on grammar and still haven't figured it out. So I'm apparently wasting 3 grand on something that I am apparently not cut out to do. Which is AWESOME! Good thing my job at the mart is going so well, if anything I can climb the ladder there! YAY! Just what I always wanted to with my life! RETAIL! ugh. Sorry. I just don't know what to do or where to turn to now with this stuff. I don't understand why it's so nit-picky. <br />
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I am so not in the mood to blog. It's sad. So I'll leave you with this...a little Christmas Day video.<br />
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<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0kmKGkpbCdk&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0kmKGkpbCdk&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-45132819785273413602009-12-22T20:03:00.000-08:002009-12-22T20:03:53.698-08:00Pictures from the new CameraOkay he's contained, safely in the bathtub, yeah, yeah tell me how safe that is. I'm right out side the door and I keep yelling at him anytime he's quiet. Oh and I keep telling him not to drowned I know that helps too.<br />
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So! here are some pictures from the new camera. I want to show you all what I had for dinner the other night and share with you my awesome "lil' smokies" dinner. hahaha....(I'm totally mocking all of you that do "recipe" posts right now. I am)<br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoHfJdbchw8/SzGSG7dg7UI/AAAAAAAAAMI/X_HHGpNiVYM/s1600-h/DSC00178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoHfJdbchw8/SzGSG7dg7UI/AAAAAAAAAMI/X_HHGpNiVYM/s320/DSC00178.JPG" /></a>Now this is the tricky part...Put these two important ingredients into a pot, TOGETHER. Okay wait, You need to remember to keep this at medium to medium low. Because if you walk away with it on medium high, the bottom will burn to shit and you will loose half the smokies...I <strike>don't</strike> know this from experiance...or anything...<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">So there you go, there's my awesome reciepe for Little Smokies. And now some other random photos from the new camera.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoHfJdbchw8/SzGT7qeP0gI/AAAAAAAAAMo/xoFdXGdTamw/s1600-h/DSC00236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoHfJdbchw8/SzGT7qeP0gI/AAAAAAAAAMo/xoFdXGdTamw/s320/DSC00236.JPG" /></a>This is honestly the BEST picture I have ever captured of a cat. Do you see her tongue sticking out?! Are you kidding me?! The whitness of the fur throws off the exposure but whatever. I don't have photo shop. Any rich twitter friends wanna send me that? <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">So this camera has already proven itself to me. Go back through and look at previous photos. Can you tell the difference between 2 megapixels and 6? Because I kinda can, and I am no photographer. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-42486272453397111772009-12-22T15:50:00.000-08:002009-12-22T15:50:51.680-08:00Typing Quick Before the Kid gets into anything else...Seriously I haven't been on the Computer in two days. Because every time I tried Oscar would get into shit. Like right now? Okay a little bit ago, he was in his grandma's bathroom, elbows deep in the toilet playing with a toy. Awesome! Before that he was in her room messing with god knows what. He said he was "drinking water" but I don't believe it for a second. At this moment I have no idea what he's doing. And that scares the crap out of me.<br />
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I don't know what's up with me but I haven't been liking being on the net or the computer lately. I think it's because I'm mad at my Medical Transcription class. They're total bitches about grading and make me feel like I was never taught how to write a sentence. I have even reread their chapter on grammar 5 times now to figure out what the fuck I'm doing wrong every assignment. I have yet to figure it out. Seems as though they change the rules for EVERY SINGLE FUCKING ASSIGNMENT. So why train at all? If the rules are different for EVERY different transcription what the hell am I doing here?? And the shit that they get me on is REDICULOUS and doesn't change the structure or meaning of the fucking sentence.<br />
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I apologize for all the f bombs. I know I don't really throw them around that much, but as you can see I'm super angry at the moment. If it wasn't an online class I would go into someone's office and punch a bitch right in the face. I swear to God. <br />
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Other then that life has been super fantastic. Everyone is home with my parents except me. So I'm throwing myself a pity party here. I'm a saaaddd Randa. We're supposed to go over to my Aunts for Christmas dinner so that should be <strike>interesting </strike>fun. Work is going splendidly I got notice that I am now a permanent employee, and my mother already has her delusions of grandeur for me. "You'll be upper management in no time!" She's the only mom who would be proud that her daughter is a manager at a W.M. So yeah, I still like going into work, everyone at this one is actually pretty pleasant to work with. So I guess that's a plus. And paying bills feels really good. <br />
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I got a new camera from a super cool Twitter friend, that I can not stop bragging about. It's been tons of fun taking pictures, and I've already sucked a set of batteries dry. Which apparently isn't hard to do! But hey I've got a lot of random picture of Oscar now! YAY! He <strike>hates </strike>loves the camera.<br />
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Anyway I need to get going, I typed this furiously and fast to get it all out there, and now it's back to chasing and yelling at a kid who doesn't seem to want to just sit still for just half a freaking second.Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-32661775304662287702009-12-17T23:02:00.000-08:002009-12-17T23:02:16.163-08:00Friday List Day is back...100 things..We're going back to basics on this one. If you need to catch up go here... <a href="http://doadw.blogspot.com/2009/12/100-things-about-meyoure-in-for-it-now.html">100 Things Chapter 1</a> and then here... <a href="http://doadw.blogspot.com/2009/12/100-things-about-mepart-dos.html">100 things part Dos</a><br />
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Okay here are the early years of Randa Dawn...<br />
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70. For, I believe, at least one year of my life I was Wonder Woman. I have told this before but I like to brag. I mean I watched the show (I remember an episode where WW was spinning around tied up in a chair to transform). I wore under-roos that had the stars on the butt and the top like W.W. And I would not answer to Miranda, or Randa. When I was almost done with the phase, my awesome uncle made me wrist cuffs, headband and lasso (Lassoop, I called it) and I was thrown right back in. Mom was "overjoyed" to say the least. The sad thing is, there is only one picture of me as W.W. and that was a Halloween picture from preschool. Mom thinks that the reason she has no evidence was because she got wrapped up into watching me play this character she forgot to record it. <br />
69. I used to also pretend to be a dog. So much so that I wore holes in the knees of every pair of pants I had. The went on well into 3rd grade.<br />
68. I would pretend to be a dog in Church and I barked at the Priest, and I also lifted my leg to a pew...My sister was so glad to be related to me.<br />
67. My best friend when I was in kindergarten to 4th grade was a boy named John. I would say his last name but then you would google him and get to make fun of him about how we used to play My Little Ponies and SheRa all the time. That's right. He had the greatest room EVER. It was huge! I want to go back to that house to see if it really was, or if it was because I was small.<br />
66. He stopped being my friend in 4th grade, and we were never really friends again, and I never really knew why. It was probably because I turned into a total bitch.<br />
65. I met John's "roommate" at a friend's wedding a couple years back. He wanted dirt about him, I told him about the ponies. It came as no surprise to him because apparently John is gay. I had no idea, honestly. The last time I saw him he was a total Frat guy. I also told his roommate to make sure that if John tried to say that the Ponies were his sisters, to call him on it. They were his. He even had the castle. Man I miss those days.<br />
64. One day when my mom went to the store my sister was being mean to me so I packed up all of my ponies and "ran away" all the way to the weird fern bush in the front yard, where I pretended I had a fort.<br />
63. I don't have many memories before the second grade. I can remember my first grade teacher, but nothing about the first grade. <br />
62. My first memory of school though was getting pushed in the swings by my sister's friend and thinking that I was going to go over the bar.<br />
61. My first second grade memory was of two boys talking about my friend who was "the new girl" and how she was "the cutest girl in the class." That always made me jealous, but I still liked her.<br />
60. That friend and I would go on to get into a lot of trouble together. Not real trouble just dumb stuff.<br />
59. I would play pretend so much by myself that I hardly remember much of my family when I was little.<br />
58. I used to fall asleep before dinner and then get woken up by my sisters and think it was the next day.<br />
57. My sisters liked to get me to talk in my sleep a lot too. They would ask me questions, which would end up getting me hit by one of them. <br />
56. I never noticed until a little while back but my mom had a pattern to our names...The girls had M names, with the middle name having 4 letters, and the boys had A names. Which is interesting because my dad has an M name(well not his "given" name) and my mom has an A name. hmmm.<br />
55. My grandma used to say "Colder then a Witches Tit" and I never knew that was a bad saying until one day we went to the grocery store and I said it really loud and she shooshed me. I didn't know WHY it was a bad saying, until High School. Yeah, I'm slow.<br />
54. I was the typical shy 3 year old, but when someone asked me "What does your mom call you" I said "Her little food and farter." My mom's proudest day with me. <br />
53. I was the shortest girl in my class until I think 7th grade. Then everyone stopped growing and I kept going. I still wish I wouldn't have stopped at just 5'9" though. <br />
52. Oh! I got a wart on my tonsils! Right around the time my youngest brother was born. I remember mom was gone and I had to get a shot in my butt. And it actually choked me, I remember not being able to breath at times. My oldest sister told me that she told dad that I stopped breathing and he said "Oh she's just snoring" and then I got the shot...Then I had to go to Bend, (Closest big town) to the doctor and he went in and snipped it out, then teased me. He asked if I wanted to keep it and I was all for it, but no, I didn't get to keep my tonsil wart. <br />
51. I only had one boyfriend before meeting Jesse. His name was Jason, and I was in the fourth grade. My sister told me he was using me for our Nintendo. He broke up with me because I wouldn't wear a stupid bracelet that he bought me. I also never kissed him. I wasn't very sad that he broke up with me.<br />
50. We had a Cocker Spaniel named Muffin, who would follow me to the bus stop almost every day. She also laid in the middle of the road a lot, but never got hit by a car. I also had another dog named Rascal, who "ran away" or so THEY told me, but then when I was older my oldest sister said "Oh he probably got ran over or something." They're so cruel to me.<br />
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There you go, some history...Next time...Who knows where I'll take this list!!Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-26894138949801786892009-12-17T13:13:00.000-08:002009-12-17T13:13:05.815-08:00Total Blogging BlockI need some help. I need something to blog about and I've got nothing, I really want to write SOMETHING but my brain isn't working. It must be because I don't get to hang out at home and surf the internet all day. Who knows. All I know is right now I've got NOTHIN'<br />
But if I have to say something I will say this:<br />
Get your ass out there and watch The Hangover. Single handedly the funniest movie I've seen in a long time. I had tears running down my cheeks by the end of it.Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-20709918732702003002009-12-13T21:49:00.000-08:002009-12-13T21:55:39.204-08:00Saturday Night LiveHey people it's Sunday. Is anyone going to berate me into eating less? Because I did. I have started cutting my portions down again to try and get to normal sized meals. I'm starving.<br />
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So I missed Saturday Night Live and I missed one of the funniest skits ever. Seriously it's one of my top contenders.<br />
Kristin Wig is awesome.<br />
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Oh and then there's this one, with Christopher Walken, who I love whenever he's on SNL...<br />
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So with that start I'm going to try and weed my favorites down to 5 favs.<br />
Starting with Will Ferrell. I love all the cheerleader skits that he does. Actually I love everything that Will Ferrell does. He's awesome. And I miss him on SNL.<br />
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I could add tons and tons of the new digital shorts, including Mother Lover, Dick in a Box, Lazy Sunday, but here's one of my favorites. <br />
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And of course I cannot make this list without putting my love Chris Farley in it, seriously any skit he was in was awesome, and this is just the one that everyone loves, and quotes the most:<br />
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Hold on a moment, I'm verklempt, talk amongst yourself. <br />
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And here is my lover...I mean Justin Timberlake with Kristen Wiig as the "Target Ladies" too freaking funny.<br />
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Oh and an extra because I love Eddie Murphy and the old school...<br />
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Here's the proof. Oh and BTW these were taken by a real camera! A camera that is now MIA because my son is obsessed with it and I'm sure has stashed it somewhere.<br />
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</div>And no we didn't clean up around it before I took pictures. Oh and I have decorations around the windows now. Yes I'm getting in the spirit!<br />
Now off to form a search party for the missing camera!Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-63068916124837792742009-12-08T22:56:00.000-08:002009-12-08T23:15:39.680-08:00100 things About Me...Part Dos<b>Part 2 of my 100 things about me.</b><br />
To catch up simply read the entry below this one or click here! <a href="http://doadw.blogspot.com/2009/12/100-things-about-meyoure-in-for-it-now.html">100 Things</a><br />
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<b>Weird/Gross Things That I'm admitting. </b><br />
79. I bite my nails. Really bad.<br />
78. I have bit my toe nails. (recently??)<br />
77. I chew/smell my hair. It's a weird compulsion thing that I have done forever. I like to smell my hair. I do chew on it, but I don't swallow it, oh and I hate having a single hair in my mouth. That's weird.<br />
76. Awkward situations in movies/shows make me uncomfortable.<br />
75. I fart all the time. But not in public. I gross Jesse out all the time. Yet he still likes me!<br />
74. When I was in school, High School, and before, I would NEVER go to the bathroom at school because I was afraid the fire alarm would go off and I would have to run out with my pants down.<br />
73. I was petrified of the fire alarm until 6th grade. Even after that though, I wouldn't go to the bathroom.<br />
72. I had a dream recently that a dog was trying to hump me. And not my leg, but actually trying to hump me.<br />
71. I don't poop very often. Like sometimes I can go three days before I have to go. I have always been like this. Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-91049245628681536162009-12-05T22:49:00.000-08:002009-12-05T22:49:45.989-08:00100 Things about me...You're in for it now...I just saw a good way to break this up into sections that I can manage. And I think I'll do it in steps, so you keep having to re-read things...ha!!<br />
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<b>Me...Where I came from, (family)</b><br />
100. My mom and dad have been together for almost 40 years. Don't know if they should be but they are!<br />
99. Lots of people who know me know this...I have 2 older sisters and 2 younger brothers.<br />
98. I'm "bigger" then both my sisters. Taller and fatter. I'm awesome!<br />
97. I'm "bigger" then my youngest brother. Not taller though. Just fatter. We were at one time an equal amount away from 200lbs. But instead of going down I keep going up.<br />
96. My family is all above average height.<br />
95. My mom had ten kids in her family.<br />
94. My dad had 3.<br />
93. Due to my mother's awesome memory, I have 3 birthdays. Well due to my dad too. My real one is on August 2nd. But mom gets confused because my brother's b-day is on the 4th...of January, and by the time August comes around she forgets and thinks mine is on the 4th. Then one year my dad thought my birthday was on the 10th, which is my nephew's birthday. So when I turned 19 I ended up being 21. And got a beer from my sister for it!<br />
92. All of us except my baby brother, who's not really a baby, has kids. I'm the only one with just one.<br />
91. Oldest sister has 3 boys. I don't know their ages. Just the oldest because well he's been around the longest!<br />
90. Second oldest has two. Girl/Boy combo<br />
89. Oldest brother/younger, has two. Boy/Girl combo.<br />
88. I was the oldest when I started having kids. At 27. <br />
87. I've said this before, but I grew up in one house. Mom, dad and oldest sister moved there and then never left. I don't think they'll ever leave. Unless one of us wins the lottery!<br />
86. My parents never smoked. My mom swears she's never tried weed.<br />
85. Might need some back up on this but I think ALL of my siblings and I have "tried" weed.<br />
84. One of my dad's favorite movies is Easy Rider.<br />
83. We all have a very dry sarcastic wit, that we got from our dad.<br />
82. We all have a very sick sense of humor, that we got from my mom's side of the family even though she tried to keep us from getting it by keeping us from her family. <br />
81. We are all super competitive. Yet we all have low self-esteem. Mom has yet to figure out why. <br />
80. When we were all older we pissed dad off so bad that he stopped going to church with us. On Christmas Eve.<br />
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<b>Next time: Weird/Awkward things I'm admitting.</b>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-52066078862674891712009-12-04T09:52:00.000-08:002009-12-04T11:00:45.621-08:00My Thoughts for the dayI think all this nonsense about "interviewing" people on blogs is just a contest to see which blogger is this witty-est. Yes I know that's not a word. But really it all seems like a pissing contest to me. "My questions are funnier then yours!" "yeah well my interviewee is a better blogger then yours!"<br />
Really this is just because I'm jealous because I'm not a famous enough blogger to be interviewed and I really am not a good enough journalist to actually interview anyone.Maybe I'll do it anyway...who wants me to question them?!<br />
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Oh and a thought about my last post in which I said that I would have<br />
Eminem<br />
Mariah Carey<br />
Beyonce<br />
Ben Folds<br />
Josh Groban.<br />
I have to expand. And probably take out Beyonce. Because honestly I only like her most recent CD. And her music isn't diverse enough for me to really enjoy.<br />
Eminem I would love to have because he changes so drastically yet stays the same from his very first CD to now.<br />
Mariah well because I love her. And she has a lot of CDs to listen to.<br />
Ben Folds because really? He's awesome, I saw him live and I loved him.<br />
Josh Groban, because I like singing in Italian!<br />
I think I will trade Beyonce for Red Hot Chili Peppers. Yeah! That makes me hip right?! Because that's what I'm going for here. HIP. Wait, no, Outkast. Yes! I love Outkast.<br />
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CDs that I would not have(and my reasons):<br />
<b>Dave Mathews Band</b>-I have NEVER liked this band. And yes I went to college. I can't stand his voice. He was funny on SNL but still don't like his music. <br />
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<b>Bob Marley</b>-I am not technically a white person because I do not like Bob Marley. I don't even really like reggae music all that much. I'll listen to it if it's on, but I'm not going out to reggae concerts. <br />
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<b>U2</b>- I know I'm not the only one to had Bono and his stupid sunglasses. I hate them. Like vehemently. More then I hate the word Hubby. <br />
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<b>Pearl Jam</b>-Do they sing "Don't call me Daughter?" because that's the dumbest song ever. <br />
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<b>Pink Floyd-</b>I don't have an explanation, just never got into them, never liked it. <br />
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<b>The Beatles-</b>Now I like a couple songs. I will sing a long because my mom had their album and yes I know some lyrics. But if I were a fan of Rock Band I wouldn't go out and buy the Beatles version. They're not that great!<br />
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<b>Jack Johnson</b>-he reminds me of this soccer player I knew in college. Total bone head.Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-16691907611993927032009-12-03T11:36:00.000-08:002009-12-03T11:38:45.498-08:00Because Aunt Becky Told Me to.I'm not doing this really to enter a contest because I just told someone in a comment that I've only entered one contest before. And NOW I'm a big fat liar. But honestly I like <a href="http://www.mommywantsvodka.com/">Aunt Becky</a> and I might just maybe have a crush on her. (I'm one of many in a very long line) Anyway! She had this little youyou on her blog and wanted her commenters to post them on their blogs about them and then link it from her comments or something like that I can't remember and I didn't read it all. I just cut and paste. haha! Okay! Here! These are my answers!<br />
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<b>1) Do you like sprinkles on your ice cream?</b><br />
Like all the time? No just when I'm at a buffet (pronounced buff-it) because it's the law at a buffet to get sprinkles on your ice cream. <br />
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<b>2) If you had to choose one word to banish from the English language, what would it be and why? </b><br />
Hubby. I don't know if technically it's "real" word but I hate it. I think it's dumb. Call your husband by his name when you talk about him. Everyone knows that he's your "hubby" shut it already. <br />
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<b>3) If you were a flavor, what would it be?</b><br />
What flavor would I be? I got called "white chocolate" a couple times in my life because I supposidly was a white girl "Trying to act black" but I didn't really "try" it just was the way I was. So I guess I would be white chocolate, but I don't personally like white chocolate so I think I would have to be Neopolitan. <br />
<b>4) What’s the most pointless annoying chore you can think of that you do on a daily/weekly basis?</b><br />
Hmm this is a hard one because most of my "chores" are boring, but not pointless. My least favorite chore is cleaning out poopy underwear. <b> </b><br />
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<b>5) Of all the nicknames I’ve ever had in my life, Aunt Becky is the most widely known and probably my favorite. What’s your favorite nickname? (for yourself)</b><br />
My favorite nickname has to be Chode. Because it started out as a horrid thing and then turned into a name I love and get all mushy when my friends call me it.I also like RandaDawn because it made me feel a little closer to my dad when he called me that. When I worked for him he never said "Miranda will help you with that" he always said "RandaDawn (all at once like it was one word) will help you with that." It was cute and made me feel like a little kid when I was 22. <br />
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<b>6) Your stuck on a desert island with the collective works of 5 (and only five) musical artists for the rest of your life. Who are they?<br />
</b>Eminem<br />
Mariah Carey<br />
Beyonce<br />
Ben Folds<br />
Josh Groban<br />
(I am soo not a hip mom...)<br />
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<b>7) Everything is better with bacon. True or false?</b><br />
That is the God's honest truth right there. EVERYTHING is better with bacon. No futher talk of it either. mmmmm bacon....<br />
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<b>8 ) If I could go back in time and tell Young Aunt Becky one thing, it would be that out of chaos, order will emerge. Also: tutus go with everything. What would you tell young self?</b><br />
"That your third grade teacher was wrong and you can be just a mom, and be happy doing it."<br />
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So I haven't done anything. I tried. And now I can see how terrible my core really is because bagging groceries for 7 hours sucks. And I was kinda loosing my breath last night because my back hurt so stinking bad. The muscles were burning. BURNING!!! <br />
So what if it's "wordless Wednesday" here's my words! (Edited because I didn't get this posted till today, Thursday)<br />
<b>Ring</b>- Jesse decided out of the blue on Monday to take me to a jewelry store and pick out a ring. He gave me a limit, a rediculous limit and I blew right by it. The ring is on layaway perfect poor people's love story. There was no proposal linked to the ring. We haven't discussed that part. I have been told by my eldest sister that the wedding will happen "when your sisters get off their asses and plan it." and I added "and pay for it." Because I am not paying for it. We just had to put out money for the damn ring. <br />
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<b>Poop-</b> Oscar was doing really good about pooping in the potty all by himself. And then something went terribly wrong. And four days now pooping in his unders. Nothing makes me gag quicker then poopy unders. Well there is something but I won't go into it. I hate poop.<br />
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<b>Work-</b>Has been a lot of fun. I like all the people I work with and I have to say that there isn't a lot of good dental hygiene going on at the store. But they're nice people! Oh and having one car for three working people sucks balls. big time.<br />
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Crap, I'm already out of words. Maybe this is why they call it wordless Wednesday, because no one has anything to say.Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-55922114090619750442009-12-01T12:37:00.000-08:002009-12-01T12:37:06.508-08:00So What if I can't post every day?You all know that I'm not a writer right? So therefore I do not have the stamina to write EVERY single day in one month. I'm proud of how many post I did do though. I broke previous records. And I am trying harder now to write more often. So there!<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Name someone with the same birthday as you: </span><br />
I had to google it. I did one of those birthday things on Facebook one day and I could have swore they said Hitler had my b-day but, he's not on this list. Uhmm so there's a lot of Athletes though. Which is interesting, I guess.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Where was your first kiss?</span><br />
Where? Uhm I think it was in Burns, and I think it was with some guy who was like 10 years older then me. Oh and it was when I was19. yeah, so? <br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else's property?</span><br />
hehe. Maybe. If by vandalize you mean wrap in caution tape. Oh yeah and in high school my cousin and I put a tampon that we doused in soda on a guy's antenna on his car and he blamed it on someone else. <br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex?</span><br />
Uhh yes yes I have. I punched a boy in the face at a party. Apparently "it made the sick sound" He was calling me names and I was done. <br />
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Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people?</span><br />
Yes, I had to sing Kareoke to get out of paying an $81 bar tab. Ice Ice Baby.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">What's the first thing you notice about your preferred sex?</span><br />
Necks. And the way they dance.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">What really turns you off?</span><br />
A smelly sack. <br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">What do you order at Starbucks?</span><br />
I don't really go to Starbucks. I'm not a coffee drinker and I don't have money. Sorry to be a downer.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">What is your biggest mistake?</span><br />
Not using my University to my advantage. Sure I made wonderful life long friends, but I should have maybe looked into the schools mentor-ship possibilities a little more.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose?</span><br />
Like, am I a cutter? No I'm not. But I hurt myself emotionally a lot.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Say something totally random about yourself:</span><br />
My boobs like to hide in my armpits.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?</span><br />
Never. Never Ever.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Do you still watch kiddie movies or TV shows?</span><br />
I'm watching Hoodwinked at this very moment.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Did you have braces?</span><br />
Yes, in 8th grade until almost the end of ninth.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Are you comfortable with your height?</span><br />
I'm 5'9" I'm comfortable with it but I always wanted to be taller.<br />
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What is the most romantic thing someone of the preferred sex has done for you?</span><br />
I don't know. I'm not a romantic type of girl. <br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">When do you know it's love?</span><br />
When you try and shove him away really hard and he doesn't budge.<br />
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Do you speak any other languages?</span><br />
Uhhh no. I took Spanish in high school and College and the only thing I got out of my college course was a crush on two different boys. ha!<br />
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Have you ever been to tanning salon?</span><br />
Hell no, my skin is too sensitive for that stuff.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Have you ever ridden in a limo?</span><br />
Yeah from SLC to Wendover, NV. Fun times!<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">What's something that really annoys you?</span><br />
Bad drivers. And open cupboards. <br />
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What's something you really like?</span><br />
Movies.<br />
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Can you dance?</span><br />
Yes, yes I can, and not like a stripper. But not like a dance team member either. The only choreography that I could ever follow was a kata...I tried out for dance team but found out that I was not a choreograph kinda girl.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Have you ever been rushed by an ambulance into the emergency room?</span><br />
Nope. But I did make emergency room nurses tear up. <br />
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Painless right? I know I'm awesome.Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-64076912068155918022009-11-28T12:58:00.000-08:002009-11-28T13:00:35.336-08:00Because I have nothing to write...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Look at those cute pajamas! They're from my friend Leslie's mom.<br />
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Do you see how I need a new camera? This is Oscar screaming at Jesse, right before he slapped him. He has started to really like screaming lately.<br />
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He put his unders on his head. And then kept them on there for a while.<br />
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Look at this kid! He's watching Little Einsteins.<br />
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We got a box of tupperwear for 5 dollars! And they're the best toy Oscar has gotten lately!Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-42565831214214378902009-11-24T10:23:00.000-08:002009-11-24T10:23:59.049-08:00Thank You Little Einsteins and I hate You!I'm not talking about the now defamed "Baby Einstein" but The Disney Channel's "Little Einsteins" which is now Oscar's very favorite show. I just had to pause right now to restart another show. All I hear all day long is "Linestien?!" (That's how he says it, no my kid is not smarter then yours, he can't pronounce Einsteins) So I turn it on and for a half hour at a time I can get something done. Yesterday I got to talk to my "adviser" for school for a whole 18 minutes before he started yelling at me. Thank goodness we can barely afford the DVR, I'd be screwed. I think he has more shows recorded on it then I do. I have yet to get to watch my Monday night shows because well yeah I had to work on stuff for my class and well this keeps him entertained.<br />
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I'm almost half way done with my class! I'm so excited! If I can get it done before February I'll be all good to go! I'm giving myself that dead line so I can get a job before my temp assignment gets done with my other work. I'm trying really hard not to get frustrated with it all, but it's really hard. The thing is the rules change for EVERY assignment. And the "advisor" told me that. "well you can't do the same thing on every assignment." What kind of sense does that make? Then why do they have "rules" if everything changes every time?? And when I think that I've got it and it's good. It's not. And it's only getting harder. This next assignment I have to get an 85% or better on it. UGH! And for the midterm I have to get that the FIRST time around. No do overs. I don't think I'll make it. But to me it just doesn't seem practical. Especially after talking to other people that are transcribing for doctors right now. <br />
Well on that lovely note, I have to get going and work on my next assignment. I have to get it in by tomorrow. Gotta stay on schedule!Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-73313705365441839482009-11-19T14:35:00.000-08:002009-11-19T14:35:12.937-08:00If I won the Lottery...First off I promised that once I got paid I would start playing the lottery...I did.<br />
And this is what I would do with my winnings....<br />
First I will be selfish, these are the selfish things I'm going to be doing:<br />
Paying off all our debt.<br />
Buy a house in the old neighborhood and remodel it to what I want it to be and decorate it sensibly. Not lavishly. I will not pack my house with shit just because I have money.<br />
I will however have a gigantic garage.<br />
Hybrid Tahoe<br />
Nissan Skyline<br />
Chevy Camaro<br />
A big ass RV<br />
Then while the house is being remodeled we would take a vacation and see all of my friends. ALL of them.<br />
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Second I would give my family the following:<br />
Pay off all of their debts.<br />
Buy Barb a house and a car of her choice.<br />
When I say debt I say house payments too.<br />
And if they don't have a house I will buy one, and pay their taxes.<br />
(listen don't talk to me about "taxes" and all, I know the stipulations this will get worked out seriously if I did)<br />
Okay back to it. <br />
I would also buy them transportation of their choice, and pay their bills for at least 5 years.<br />
I would also fund any kind of random "biz" they got into...okay that is a lie.<br />
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For my mom and dad...<br />
I would pay off everything. Absolutely everything. I would buy my dad an old corvette that he's been wanting and fund the whole thing to re-build it. I would give my parents anything they wanted. I would basically set up an account and just pay all of their bills all the time. Just so they would not have to worry about anything anymore. Oh and I would let my mom shop OFF the sales racks. So she wouldn't have to wait for that shirt she loved to go down to $15 from $45. <br />
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When it comes to my friends this is what I would do. Since most of my friends went to college, and grad school and med school and law school. I would pay off ALL of their student loans. And then I would pay for all of them to gather at least once a year somewhere for a yearly reunion. And pay for everything. <br />
They would get anything they wanted. I would also pay their bills for them for at least a couple years if they needed me to.<br />
Leslie and I have a special arrangement since we've talked about this. I would buy a store for us, a yarn store/scrapbooking store. But we wouldn't sell anything, we would just have it to have all the merchandise. Well we would sell stuff if people came into the store. But we wouldn't try to sell anything. Oh and our store would be called: "Yarny-Yarny Cut-Cut" (I have copywrited that so don't try and steal it, I know you want to!) We also have an arrangement that I would buy her a house, and the taxes on it. And give her a monthly allowance. (She better do the same for me if she wins the lottery)<br />
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These are the places that I would travel to if I won the lottery:<br />
First to NYC to visit my best friend V and just go on a crazy spending spree.<br />
Then to Africa on a safari, even though I'm shit scared of gigantic bugs, but I want to go to the Cheetah Conserve and help out. I would also donate a ton of money to that program. <br />
Then I want to go to Japan, because well, why not?!<br />
After that it would be a big trip around Europe.<br />
Okay maybe just a big trip around the world. That sounds good.<br />
When I finally get back to the states I will travel around in my big ass RV visiting friends and going to all the famous haunted places in the US.<br />
And all the famous Steak Houses. I am going to just watch the travel channel and go where ever it tells me to! Like all the best water parks.<br />
Oh! I would also take my ENTIRE family and shut down Disneyland for 3 days. Then we would head to Florida and see which one is better Disneyland or Disneyworld. <br />
And now that I have this all down and out to the world I am holding myself to it.Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3230542560056207737.post-34863508580893157192009-11-16T19:57:00.000-08:002009-11-16T19:57:25.504-08:00"Put it back in your pants!"I have realized that this is going to be said a lot more from now on. I love my boy. But really I get tired of seeing his wiener. Penis whatever YOU call it. I call it a wiener. I think because it's fun to say. Oh and this was just said "put your butt on mom!"<br />
I am thinking that our roles her might start getting reversed. I have gone to work the past four days and Jesse has not...This has lead me to say when I walk in the door "where's mah beer!?" ha!<br />
Today was an actual work day, well half day, I spent the first half "training" on the computers. And then the rest of the day was learning from another associate. It was fun. And then she left me. I had to work on a busy register by myself. I made it, but my back didn't. I am OUT OF SHAPE! My core muscles are in a bad way. I hope to one day get them into some sort of working condition but for now I'm REALLY worried about tomorrow when I have to do this for 7 hours. I don't know if I will make it. I'm honestly not trying to be a wuss or anything but listen:<br />
I haven't worked or done ANYTHING outside my home in over 3 years. I also haven't done any sort of "stand up all day, run around" work for over 5 years. So this is a big change for me. I'm going to try and not exaggerate and I think this is why I'm not a very good blogger. Because I tend to not stretch my truth too much. It might sound like an exaggeration but when I say that my body hurts from my neck to my toe joints, I am not kidding around. I am more out of shape then any other fat person. I got sweaty from scanning and bagging items. I don't know how fast I was going compared to other beginners but I thought I was going at a decent rate. I didn't have people tapping their feet or looking at their watches in exasperation. Sooo I think my first half day at work was good. I will say that I do like being in "retail" I put that in quotes because it's not like other retail stores. I do like being around people, I have to say this, because before I've said that I don't like to work with people. But you know what I don't like?<br />
I don't like bitches in offices. I don't like catty bored women who start shit in office settings and make a hostile work environment for others. I never EVER want to work in an office setting again. I will work the rest of my life at Wal-Mart if I have to, to avoid an office setting. Even at my last job where I really liked everyone and all the people were really cool, there was office drama. And I was even a target at one time. And I don't like that shit. I will get my Medical Transcription done, but I will not work in an office, I will work at home from the comfort of my very own office/closet and not have to deal with other people fucking with me.<br />
I'm sorry for that angryness. I had to get it out. I'm a little mad about a situation that my sister is in. And that's all I'll say about it. <br />
Oh you know what else makes me mad? $32.00 for 200 text messages. I went over my 400 texts last month and it added that much to my bill. Did you know that it only costs 1/20 of a cent for those texts to get sent?? And they charge $.15, well T-Mobile does, a text?! That's re-donkulous.<br />
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Oh and this is what happens when I have no idea what to write about. You should be used to it by now. And now I'm done, I'm getting off the computer and resting my shoulders and back. And possibly sqeezing my fat body into our tiny bathtub.Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07374759585682438535noreply@blogger.com1