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Gender: Female
Status: Single
Age: 30
Sign: Capricorn

City: TUSCALOOSA
State: Alabama
Country: US
Signup Date: 1/12/2006

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008 

Category: Jobs, Work, Careers

Oh dear, sweet, goodness...

This makes me so happy...This is what would happen to me if I decided to stomp grapes...

Saturday, February 09, 2008 

Hello again, three people who still check this blog.  I know that I have been absent for a while and for that I do not care...because I will write whenever I feel like it, so there.

I am writing to talk about my abnormal day and at the end of this post, there will be a poll for you, the reader, to participate in, should you so desire.  Okay, so yesterday, in an attempt to not become a complete hermit, I agreed to go see the 9 year-old son of my friend, Melissa, play basketball.  I hadn't been to one of these games before, and I would just like to say that what this church league has done to basketball is just sad. The basketball played on Hang Time in a gym that is no bigger than my guest bathroom on a four-foot goal is more realistic than what they make these kids play.

First of all, these kids play three periods per half.  That is right, they don't play quarters they play sixths...That is absolutely RIDICULOUS!!  Then each of the children get a colored band to wrap around the sleeve of their jersey.  The colored band corresponds to another one on the other team.  So a player with a red band can only guard the player on the other team with the red band...I was told by Melissa that the colored bands correspond to skill level and position.  Shortly after a slightly retarded child let the ball hit him in both hands and then the face, I was able to crack the code...

(Side note: I would like points for not making any comments out loud that offended any of the parents sitting in the bleachers in the Northport Baptist Church's Family Life Center)

(Side note to Side note: I had plenty of these THOUGHTS just not aloud)

The team I was rooting for lost but I was proud of ol' Max, because he guarded a little thug on the other team and he knocked him down like a linebacker several times...Heh Heh.

Okay, so it had been a weird enough day, but after the game was over, all of the parents formed a tunnel holding each other's hands and the kids ran through said tunnel while techno-praise music blared over the loudspeakers...I felt like I had taken illegal hallucinogenic drugs or something.  Whatever THAT was, it was NOT basketball...

So I get back this afternoon, and Kent's dog Pistol is out again, so I go out into the backyard to fill in the hole that he has most recently made to get out (it looks like Sanford and Son in our backyard with all the cinderblocks...I kid you not).  As I am going out through the yard, I notice that there's a two liter bottle just sitting there, and upon further inspection, I noted (through my super-astute powers of observation) that despite the label that clearly said Diet Cola it was full of pee...Now, my dogs are both talented, but I doubt that they are filling 2-liter bottles with their pee...Someone must have peed into this bottle and then thrown it into my yard...Who does that?!?

So, I guess my question, is which was weirder? The perversion of the sport I love, or having pee thrown into my yard?  And what were the chances that both of these things would happen on the same day?

PS I did get the bottle out of the yard and into the trash utilizing plastic bags, and sheer grit.  However, it didn't make it any less disgusting and all I can say is that there isn't enough anti-bacterial soap in the world...

Thursday, January 24, 2008 

Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities

Yes, I know that it's been a while since I posted.  I have some excuses as to why it's been as long as it has but as everyone who has ever coached me sould say, "Excuses are like assholes...everyone's got one." So, no excuses...

I don't really have much to say.  I am typing this as I am watching the newest installment of the RW/RR Challenge so thoughts ont that to come later after I can watch the whole thing.

First, my condolences (for whatever they're worth) go out about Heath Ledger...Holy shit, and I don't know why this one hit me hard, or maybe I have some idea, I am just saying...wow!

Okay, on a lighter note, I think Randy Jackson is the most worthless celebrity ever.  "Yo, yo, yo, Dawg." Him bragging about making Mariah Carey and Janet Jackson stars back in the day is like me bragging that I won a state championship as a coach in high school with Michael Jordan and LeBron James on my team...Seriously, you could put a llama wearing a hoop skirt and a do-rag in that chair, and American Idol would be just as successful as it is now.  He adds nothing.  At least Paula is drunk and crazy.  Simon is mean and generally right.  Randy is just worthless. 

I miss Grey's and the Office and all of my other great Thursday nite television.  I fully support the writers.  So the fat cats need to come off some money, so my life will be better.  Again, all about me.

I am loving One Tree Hill this season.  It's new, it's good and it makes a random Tuesday worth living.

And lastly, I have been catching up with the third season of Lost (more like re-watching) in preparation for next Wednesday's premeire.  Let's get excited!!

All right, more details on the Challenge in a later post...

 

Friday, December 14, 2007 

Current mood:  annoyed
Category: Life

I don't want y'all to think that I am making this my only post on elevators, because there are many things people can do in an elevator that annoy me and I don't have time to write the thesis it would take to correctly cover it all.  So here is the elevator pet peeve from today.

I am walking into work today (through the garage because it's raining), and this 45 year-old dude in a bright red Honda comes barreling in and almost knocks me down.  Worst of all scenarios because his windshield wipers were on, and so they got me wet, and I had to jump out of the way and all of that, but he didn't hit me so I didn't get to go home from work with an injury, I just had to continue on to work, wet, cranky and now heart pounding from my near death experience.  Whatever.  What does this have to do with the elevator?  I am getting there.

So I continue on into the building to wait for the one elevator.  It gets there, I get in and press 6 to head on up to my floor.  Right as the doors were fixing to close, I see jackass Honda man coming in, so I stop the doors from closing (at great personal risk to myself because those babies were almost closed) and hold the elevator for him.  He saunters on over, taking his time, like he doesn't know that my whole strategy for showing up to work is to beat my bosses by thirty seconds so that I get credit for beating them but no so much that I've already been here for 45 minutes by the time they get here.  The dude finally makes it to the elevator and says, "2 please."  Really? You couldn't just walk up the damn steps?  In the time that it took you to almost run me over, saunter over to the elevator and tell me you were headed up ONE STINKING FLOOR I could have jogged back and forth to two 11 times...AARRGGHH!  Okay, I feel better.

Friday, December 07, 2007 

Current mood:  cantankerous
Category: Sports

 Just take a moment to swallow your drink before you open this link.  Trust me...I have Mountain Dew dripping from my chin right now.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007 

Current mood:  cheerful
Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities

You know, for a show that I can honestly say that I REALLY look forward to, I don't write about the episodes of The Hills nearly enough.  Sure, I will pass along what I see as far as the fact that clearly this show is staged, fake, scripted almost, but as far as talking about the reason that everyone cares that it's fake (because the show itself is AWESOME!), I don't do that enough.  So here you go.  I enjoyed last night's episode immensely!

First, how about the "she-pratt" reference.  We don't get to see Spencer's sisters (even though he's referenced them before) for the three seasons we've had the pleasure of knowing Spencer, and then Audrina "sees her" at some club, she and Lauren talk about it, and then lo and behold, there is the sister with her roommate threatening Brody to not hang out with LC and for LC to stop hating on ol' Heidi. 

I picture that scene being set up a lot the same way that Daniel Larusso was set up to beat up that guy at the club in Karate Kid III.  You know?  Where the millionaire quit his business to ruin the life of an 18 year-old and he gives that guy $50 to hit on Daniel-san's fake girlfriend?  You don't?  Whatever, that movie is a classic.

The beauty of this whole exchange is that we get to see the She-Pratt tell her brother all about it the next day.  And it isn't the actual description of the events that is great so much as this conversation reveals the following salient details: (1) Spencer and Heidi had their electricity turned off after not paying the electric bill for SIX MONTHS! and that is what killed all the jellyfish (All together now: AWWWW).  I would have thought they died from fear of Spencer's huge, shark-like chiclet teeth, and (2) Spencer's sister is an ordained minister.  No for real, she got ordained over the internet (just like the apostles used to).  Wow!  Heidi immediately turns a little green as she tries to explain politely why she doesn't want the she-Pratt to officiate her wedding.  I mean, I can't make this stuff up…Somebody clearly can, but I couldn't!

Anyway, let's spend a moment on Audrina: this tree-hugging, granola-eating, turban-wearing guy that she's seeing has clearly out-kicked his coverage here.  I don't know why Audrina likes him.  From all appearances, his best feature is that he can grow facial hair and turn any bedsheet into a hat that he will wear to a club.  He has desserted her in Vegas.  He left her at a beach party (at least he left her helmet for her), and last night he was kissing a girl at the bar in front of Audrina.  So after a minor meltdown in the club, Justin-Bobby gets her outside the club, by a dumpster, and keeps asking her to get in the back of the car…Now, as it turns out, that isn't nearly as dirty as it sounds, but geez.  Audrina left Lauren and Brody at the club to jump in this car.  Sure, she tells her "friend at work" that she just left him at his apartment, but I ain't buying that.

They ended the night with Audrina saying it was over, but I don't believe that.  Just overall, a fun episode to watch.  You know what would have made it better?  I need some Lo in my life.  That girl is just great.

Sunday, November 25, 2007 

Current mood:  crappy
Category: Sports

So Auburn, Missouri, and Tennessee all won yesterday.  That is the nightmare day as far as football goes.  I was trying to help the Jayhawks all I could.  I was screaming loudly at the television, I was changing sweatshirts when I didn't feel like the one I was wearing was lucky...By the end of the game, when Todd went down in the end zone for a safety, I was an emotional wreck.  As much as it pains me to admit it, the Tigers were a better team last night.  And as much as I am trying to be the classy fan here, I still want Oklahoma to beat the snot out of them next week.  I don't think I can live in a world where Mizzou is playing for the football national championship...

Roll Tide, Rock Chalk, and here's to hoping that we play better next time.

Sunday, November 25, 2007 

Category: Sports
Our Kicker just missed and we are still down 14-0...I want to kill the kicker. I will take it all back if he wins it for us in a couple of hours...AAAAARGH! I have now put on my lucky sweatshirt...if that doesn't work, it's definitely NOT my fault...Rock Chalk!
Sunday, November 25, 2007 

Current mood:  excited
Category: Sports

Okay.  So I am sitting here in Tuscaloosa, Alabama.  Still completely full off of turkey and dressing and the rest of it.  I'm still happy that our family had such a good time overall at the latest meal and all of the other fun stuff we did afterward.  I actually have cuts on my hands and a couple of bent-back fingernails from our rousing family game of "Spoons" last night (if you've never heard of it, don't ask).  And yet, with all of that I miss my second family right now.

Because if you live in Alabama and you follow football (everyone here does) then they are looking forward to the kickoff to that Alabama-Auburn kickoff in about 10 minutes now.  Why does that make me miss people? Well, because I am first and foremost a Jayhawk...and about 15 minutes after the Iron Bowl starts, the Border War is set.  Most of the time, this ain't a big deal.  I hate it when people have split alleigances but generally speaking I don't feel guilty about cheering for Alabama during football season and KU for the rest of the year. 

That being said, I hate all things Mizzou (and if you've ever worn a KU uniform you know why, they are awful!!), and this year we go into this game 11-0 vs. a 10-1 Missouri team.  We are ranked 2 with the 1 team having lost last night.  And can I just say that this makes me feel like some sort of cosmic shift has taken place, because when I went to KU, our football team lost in overtime to Toledo...This year? We beat the 45-13 and it wasn't even that close.  Just completely bizzare type of turnaround.  Most years the Border War in football is more like a Border Quilting Bee.  You want your football team to sew the most squares, but it won't kill you if your sewing machine breaks down.

Not so this year.  So I am now sitting by myself on my couch, because all of the football fans that would normally watch a KU game with me are glued to their televisions watching Alabama at 6-6 take on Auburn at some other record, and I don't blame them for it.  Maybe in a few years, the Border War will take on more meaning nationwide.  I don't think that Bama fans will ever miss an Iron Bowl...I guess I am just having a bittersweet experience now that the Border War has the same meaning for me in football.  The champagne is ready, I'm wearing my KU Sweats, and I am ready for us to beat the absolute hell out of Mizzou...Rock Chalk Jayhawk, everyone...I miss all of you who understand the KU fandom, I am happy that I can appreciate football, I want to see Alabama win, but more than that I want to see those Tigers lose tonight!!!  So, Roll Tide, and Rock Stinkin' Chalk Kids...

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 

Okay, so here is your somewhat belated Bachelor post.  As an added bonus and an apology for being so late, I am going to include commentary about the After the Final Rose show.  So here we go.

First, a list of Ways that Watching the Bachelor Finale Can Be Ruined:

  1. Include your brother, who has not watched the show much, thinks Brad is a tool, and sits on the couch flipping through an Us magazine the whole time whilst making snide remarks about the way Brad talks.

  2. Feel as though your getting gypped because the episode is only 58 minutes long and does not include a shower scene with Brad.

  3. Brad proves your brother right at the end of the show giving him five minutes' worth of "told you so" commentary, which is followed by you wishing Brad hadn't wasted everyone's time.

 Chris Harrison quickly recaps this season.  Basically, Brad met 25 women and now there are two left.  I really think Chris Harrison has the easiest job in the world sometimes…but I've given Chris a pretty hard time.   So as we tune into see who is going home crying, I will try to keep the Chris jokes to a minimum if possible. Plus, I would hate to take out my bitterness toward Brad on Chris.  That's like having a bad game of Guitar Hero and taking it out on your secretary at work.  It's just uncool (the taking it out on your secretary, not Guitar Hero because it's completely cool).

No shower scene this episode, but we do get a scene of Brad looking out over his deck pondering his future.  That's when his two brothers and mom show up.  I think we should pause for a moment of silence in honor of the Brother who isn't Chad.  He's got two siblings who are chiseled, well-built, well-dressed millionaires, and he looks like the lead singer from Smashmouth.  That is him in the front of that picture.

Brad describes DeAnna as an independent woman.  Do you think that Brad takes all of his descriptions of these women from Destiny's Child songs?  I, for one think Beyonce is a genius, but I would hope the guy in my life would come up with something on his own…Anyway, Chad makes lame joke that he is Brad, Mom tells DeAnna that she is just gonna call her DD because she can't remember her name, or some such.  From what I could tell, the family time consisted of a champagne lunch, a stroll with Mama, and ended with Brad and his brothers jumping fully clothed into the pool.  During the Mama chat, DD tells Mama that she is falling in love with her son.  While DD is telling Mama that she is so in love, Brad is back at the pool with his brothers telling them how confused he is.  Hindsight is 20/20 and all but this should have raised the red flag.  All in all, it looked like the whole thing took about 20 minutes.  In fact, it probably took me longer to type this than their date did.  Brad tells DD that his family loved her "of course." 

"Of course" and "at all" are Brad's fall back phrases.  Throughout the seasons of the Bachelor, there have always been words and phrases  that are overused.  "Amazing," "connection," "most dramatic rose ceremony ever" to name a few, but Brad's "of course" and "at all" usage is off the charts.  I don't know why it bugs me, but I suspect it has something to do with Brad wasting my time for months now.  Blech.

Date 2 is Jenni.  Jenni is all happy and cheerleader-y.  And the producer gives Smashmouth the sign so he can ask, "When do we get to meet this Jenni?" and the knock on the door would happen at that exact moment.  All of the Womacks have a nice, hearty laugh and it looked like the final scene on an episode of the Brady Bunch or something (nope, not bitter "at all").  Brad hugs her and then proceeds to his constant fixing of hair before introducing her to his family.  Mama asks the awkward question of whether Jenni has told her son she loves him yet, to which Jenni says no and then starts into her machine gun laugh that she does when she's nervous, or happy, or really just breathing.  It was then that Mama takes Jenni on the walk and gets down to business.  Mama says if Jenni marries Brad she will be marrying his family and that she'd tell Brad yes if he proposed.  Something like, "Yes, I love you, let's go now!" Insert machine gun laugh here.  I am pretty sure the vases on the table were rattling.  The whimsical brothers had found a football by the time they got back out there, and Jenni shows off her catching ability.  I guess they were out of dry clothes for them to repeat the pool scene they had with DD.

Brad and Mama then go on a walk in which Brad tells Mama how confused he is, and how when he is with DD he thinks of Jenni and vice versa.  Red Flag 2.  Brad is worried that he is gonna break two hearts (of course, we know now that he will, but it isn't his and the woman he doesn't choose, it's both of the girls).  Boooooo, Brad.

Onto the last one-on-one dates, where the women get to cook for their man.  Usually, this is done at the Bachelor pad, but this year ABC decided to use some sort of Model Apartments type setting.  Seriously, the outside of the building looked like the one they use on "Blind Date" when they get all sauced and end up at some random hot tub.  That's what the building reminded me of, and if it's too obscure a reference, just move on…

DD has made lasagna and is lighting candles and says that she wants to end up with a guy who she can eat dinner with.  Umm, okay.  Dinner was spent with DD smiling sweetly and telling Brad she loves him.  Brad complimented her cooking and telling her that she's everything he's ever looked for in a wife and mother.  DD says that where the dishes go is very important to her…I know, it seemed pretty random to me too.  On the couch in the model apartment, DD continued to pour out her heart and blink a lot.  The whole time Brad looked kinda nauseous.  Red Flag 3.

Back to the Blind Date house for his one-on-one with Jenni.  Jenni has made some sort dish that requires chop sticks.  I think she must have poked herself in the eye with one of them too, because she cried - A LOT!  Jenni broke down at the dinner table and then Brad comforted her and told her not to be sorry - at all, at all.  Don't be sorry at all.  I am telling you he uses that phrase all the time.  For every one of Jenni's tears, Brad said "at all."  I am not even kidding.  Jenni then just decided it was time to say everything she's ever had in her head about Brad.  At one point she even pulled out her diary and read it to him.  "Dear diary- today I met Brad and he is super-cute.  I love him.  I love everything about him.  I will love you forever, even if you choose the other girl.  If you take a chance on me (Think Andy Bernard!) I will do whatever it takes to make you happy."  Oh, sweetie…I don't think there has ever been more snot on a final date.  Brad reassured her that the crying was fine and then excused himself to see if the ABC staff had stocked the model apartment with some Pepto.  Seriously, during both of the last two one-on-one dates, he looked like he was fixing to vomit.

And with only a 58-minute show, they wasted five minutes of it with Brad buying an engagement ring…a ring he is probably auctioning on eBay right now.  Brad then put on his khaki suit and headed on over to the state park in front of the ocean where they set up a pedestal for him to stand on.  Every year, it's this moment that you wait for.  Who is gonna get out of the first limo, because that is the girl who is gonna get kicked to the curb…Of course this year is different, but the first time through I didn't know that.  Aaaaaaand Jenni gets out.  Chris Harrison greets her and then escorts her to the steps where he leaves.  I am thinking that Chris Harrison must have a pretty good idea what an executioner feels like.  Jenni is all nerves and smiley-faced.  And I felt so bad for her right then.  Brad tells her how wonderful she is, how beautiful she is, and thanks for the free haircut, but he needs more and he can't get it from Jenni.  Goodbye, Jenni. 

I thought Jenni took it pretty well.  She tells him that she feels embarrassed about telling him how she felt. Brad tells her not to be embarrassed "at all" (AARGH!).  Then they hug and he walks her to the limo.  Jenni wishes him happiness and then gets in the car.  Good for her.  Then she cries in the limo.  I hope they at least give her a xanax.

Next up, DD's turn.  The first time I watched this, I felt like DD was getting the rose but no ring.  Brad just seemed too confused.  I did NOT expect him to break up with her too.  That means this dude has broken up with 25 people in like four weeks.  That is probably some sort of record, don't you think?

Anyway, DD absolutely was must-see television during the breakup.  He starts off telling her all the things he loved about her and how perfect she was.  And then he did the cruelest thing he does which is to tell her prior to breaking up with her that he had just said goodbye to Jenni.  As he saw the relieved smile come over her face, he had a mini-anxiety attack where he stepped down off the pedestal and tugged at his tie while she stood up there ALONE and putting on her bitch face (which is a GREAT bitch face, by the way).  I thought she was gonna stab him in the neck with her eyeliner pencil or something.  By the time he got back up on the pedestal to finish his thought, DD had gone from sweet and relieved to dark and bitchy.  Where Jenni was all huggy and crying, DD was not about to hug this guy.  She asked if she was just a friend and Brad says "Not at all."  Of course he did.  Brad: I hope you know that I care about you. DD: No, I don't.  I thought I did but I don't.

Then she told him that it was breakups like this why she didn't wear her heart on her sleeve.  Really, DD? Breakups like this one?  As in, every time a guy I really love invites me to a State park to stand on a pedestal and then tells me I can't have that rose that's sitting right there, it just hurts me so much?  Because that seems odd to me.  I don't know, it just does.  Maybe that happens in Georgia a lot…I don't know.

But DD bucks up, tells him he'll regret his decision and then she and her gold dress that made her butt look huge got back in the car and went back to the Blind Date house.  What a downer.  Usually, no matter how bad you feel for the first girl who leaves, you at least get the happy ending.  The twirling around and the kissing and "I love you too."  This time the last segment of the show was the second girl crying in the limo, Brad sitting alone staring at an engagement ring while sitting in the State Park.  He looked pathetic, but it was pretty hard to feel sorry for the guy…Nope, I felt sorry for DD who we see carrying her shoes down the hall in silence as she shuts herself back into the model apartment.

Fast Forward to After the Final Rose:

If I had been Brad, I would have sent Chad out there instead.  In an effort to help us feel like this show is not a complete waste of time, Trista and Ryan (along with their baby Max) as well as Byron and Mary (who are still together but have been engaged longer now than Pam and Roy were on The Office).  But it's like ABC wants us to know "See? It's not a waste of time, I promise…these things do work out like 8% of the time."  Mary says that they're getting married in November.  But this show aired on November 20th so I guess she means November of 2008?  I don't know, but since Mary was the famous "my eggs are rotting" girl she better get cracking.

I'm not gonna recap the whole show.  It was pretty predictable.  The girls were pissed.  Brad admitted he has some commitment issues, but confirmed that he isn't gay.  DD (who wore a garbage bag to the show) even told him that since he isn't with anyone still, she would have taken him back…I didn't see that coming but Brad stuck to his guns. That boy is not going to be tied down.  Hmmm.

I would love to end this by swearing off the Bachelor forever, but that would just be a lie.  I'll watch again this spring.  It's an addiction, I guess.  I could have worse problems.