Buddy-Bot!....Don't forget about the chickens!

I am obsessed with this "children's" music. OBSESSED. My brother turned me on to Buddy-Bot last weekend. (He's good for something) If you have kids, or in my case, you DON'T, you have GOT to buy the album. Your kids will be obsessed too. Let me just say that I was listening to this ALL DAY in the car. My fav's are Old MacDonald, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, and Love you more.  But here's Buddy-Bot's break out first video.

PS. Pay attention to his fancy footwork here. I gotta get back to my hip hop classes for sure!

Hello Asshole!

Oh Appliances, how I hate thee so.

Listen. I'll break it down for you. They came to deliver the washing machine yesterday. I was given a window of 10-4. Really?? WHO has that kind of time?

They arrive at 4:35. Really? couldn't make that SIX HOUR WINDOW?

Welll, one thing leads to another and I called the guy an asshole and he left.

WITH MY WASHING MACHINE

And JUST when I was envisioning setting fire to Best Buy, a wee savior appliance arrived to redeem the appliances of the world.

The Hello Kitty Humidifier!

I had ordered it days before. I've been waking up with drool all over my face because it's so dry I apparently can't breathe at night. Is this the cutest thing EVER or what? And...IT GLOWS PINK in the dark! 

HEART.

Now, if they could only make a Hello Kitty Washing Machine the world would be a better, happier place. 

Wait....I bet they do....

HA! Oh man. This kills me. You gotta love the Japanese and their undying dedication to all things Kitty.

At any rate I am basking in the glow of the ONE appliance that makes me happy. Even if I am still sleeping on dirty sheets.

Maybe they should make Hello Kitty Anger Management Classes.

Wait....

Is this why you're supposed to get married? SO your Husband has to deal with this crap?

I had to buy a new washing machine yesterday. Because my 3 yr old VERY EXPENSIVE TOP OF THE LINE washing machine broke. BROKE. Just All up and BROKE. After THREE years! Grrrrr.

I realize there are bigger problems in the universe but WHY ME???? Seriously. I don't know if I'll ever get used to wasting my money on stupid stuff like Appliances. Appliances for washing stuff.  UGH! It's not fair! What did I do to deserve having to buy a new washing machine!!?? Is this like, karma for all those taco bell burritos I stole from the student union when I was in college?

I don't know why it hurts...physically HURTS to hand over the credit card for those purchases. Last spring I spent more than that on one pair of shoes NO PROBLEM. In fact. It was EXCITING to come home with those shoes. But a Washing Machine?? FML.

I was so distraught after that purchase I went straight across the parking lot to Costco and spent a bunch of money on total crap. As one does at costco. I mean yah. Who DOESN'T need a box of TWENTY FOUR protein bars? And TWELVE new pairs of socks.  And TWO QUARTS of lobster bisque. (one should always eat lunch BEFORE going in there)

Then, since I was already on a spending spiral I finished the day off with the "piece de resistance"...the ultimate wasteland....Target.  Needless to say My new washing machine that gets delivered today will have ADORABLE matching polka dot bins to store the detergent.*

*which I forgot to buy.**


**of course***


***God forbid I buy things I actually NEED at Target or Costco.

Raindrops on Roses and Whiskers on Kittens...

...Peanut Butter Cheesecake and couches for sittin'.

Isn't that how that song goes?

Well, it's how it goes in MY book. And exactly what I did this weekend. Had a Glorious WELL DESERVED vacation in Carlsbad/San Diego. I found there were a LOT LESS idiots there. And crystal clear blue skies! And beautiful ocean views! And the people who worked at Starbucks were actually super nice.  Who knew?

I got to hang out with my adorable little brother who is expecting his first baby in a few weeks. His Wife is one of those irritating pregger women who, if you look at them straight on, or from behind, YOU CAN'T EVEN TELL THEY'RE PREGNANT.  And she's due in like 5 weeks. Life is bitterly not fair. I mean. I haven't BEEN preggo, but I know I just KNOW that people will start asking me when I'm due about 1 week in. Hell, I get asked that after a big salad.

I also got to meet up with some of my "fans." Can I just say that an evening of pure laughter+aforementioned cheesecake=1,000mg of prozac. Believe me. I know. Makes me wish I just had a life of pure vacation. 24/7.  Where I could travel around hanging with crazy fun people (that's crazy-fun, not crazy, fun) from all over. And eat cheesecake.

sigh.

They didn't have a major for that in college.  I majored in English and French. Which has made me into the corporate billionaire that I am today.

FaceStalker

I feel as if I should let it be known that I am ticking away the hours until the season finale of Real Housewives of Beverly Hills tonight. NOTHING ELSE MATTERS.

Okay. That's off my chest. NOW....Lets get to The Devil's online lair...Facebook. Though I LOVE if I don't have someone's email I can just pop over there to send them a message, I am about to ram a fork in the eye of the next person who sends out Group emails where they have it set up so that EVERYONE ON THE EMAIL RESPONDS TO YOU. And I don't even know how to make it stop! Is this a new feature?

And to top it off I get an email sent to me every single time someone I am not even friends with sends a response to the original sender AND a pop up on my Phone saying that "anna has sent YOU a message!" when in fact anna, whom I don't know and will never know, has sent a message to my original soon to be ex-friend.

And since I wasn't the original sender I can't even stop it. It's like having an annoying neighbor pop into your window every 5 seconds.

And their cousin.

And their husband.

And their co workers.

And their inlaws.

I also hate how if you comment on someone's picture or whatever that you get an email every single time SOMEONE ELSE comments on said item. WHY? WHY IS THIS NECESSARY???

Also if someone writes stuff on your wall you should have to APPROVE IT before it actually makes it on there. DITTO on picture tagging! (ESPECIALLY on picture tagging)

People keep asking for a "dislike" button. I am asking for "like" "dislike" and "Deep Seated Hatred"

I REALLY wish companies would consult me on such matters. I wish there were a government job title called like, GRAND CONSULTANT TO EVERYTHING. Cuz I SO woulda majored in that. I woulda been class Valedictorian! Magna Cum Blah Blah! At the VERY least I would have officially graduated!

Also I would make it so the Housewives were on every.single.day.

LIKE!

THANK GOD I'm not teaching today!

It's a full moon. I'm payin' my monthly bill. And I just got my DMV car registration renewal in the mail...which I FEEL like I JUST paid...and it WENT UP. AGAIN. $465!!!!!  Of this, there's a $20 non-smog fee....because my car is new enough that I don't have to pay for a smog test...they charge me for that. nice. LOVE broke ass california. LOVE.

I've also not been sleeping cuz it's so damn dry in this draught desert state. And I've just lost like 4 'Words with Friends' games.

Who wants to mess with me right now? WHO?

Shouldn't we (and by "we" I mean "I") get presents for days like today?

YES! YES WE (I) SHOULD!

ONE TWO THREE FOUR ONE TWO THREE FOUR....wow. I haven't uh, COUNTED in a while!

Apparently the only thing that gets me to my blog these days, as inspiration, are youtube videos. It's sad. It's true. I wish youtube videos would ALSO inspire me to, say, do taxes or run around on a treadmill. Now THAT would make youtube useful. Anyhoo...I about peed my pants on this one. Minute 1:06 had me in tears.

All I can say is that I got a Kindle for Christmas and I then downloaded all three Steig Larrson books and I JUST finished the last one yesterday and can now come back to my normal blog stalking/shopping life. If you have not read these I COULDN'T PUT THEM DOWN. And OH! The Kindle! How I love thee instant gratification ways!

Oh, and also noteworthy...BARB, of BIG LOVE BARB! came to my class last sunday. I about DIED because I taught the entire sunday AM class and didn't know it was her and then she comes up to me after class to ask me all these questions and it took me a few seconds to recognize her and then I wasn't even all  HOLY *COUNT* (see below video) it's Jeane Triplehorn! I was all HOLY *COUNT* it's BARB! BARB is talking to me! I'm talking to BARB! The more she talked the lamer I became. I think I even stuttered. BARB!

K. That is all.

Well, It's SOMETHING

Don't even watch this video unless you have the "Angry Birds" app on iphone and play it A LOT.  Sorry to be so elitist here, but this made me LOL. For real.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

You know you've partied like it's 1999 when you end up passed out watching the Twilight Zone marathon. 

 

And I will leave you with this direct quote FROM a Twilight Zone episode last night where a little boy was maybe about to die and THIS is what his dad prays for...

"Please let him live!  He's just a 5 yr old boy! He's never even experienced what it's like ot go to school. He's never had a girlfriend. He's never worn long pants!..."

So, my blogger friends, make sure you make EVERY SINGLE DAY of this blessed new year count! And for the love of God....wear some long pants before it's too late!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!