Mexican Pointy Boots

My colleague Paul came into my office today and said "Google Mexican Pointy Boots" so I did...and I'm speechless.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEiMA3QtYWc

Gratitude

If you look to others for fulfillment,
you will never truly be fulfilled.
If your happiness depends on money,
you will never be happy with yourself.

Be content with what you have;
rejoice in the way things are.
When you realize nothing is lacking,
the whole world belongs to you.
-Lao Tzu in the Tao Te Ching

Bitching About Babies

Karl's brother and his wife had a baby just over 2 months ago. They live 20 minutes away. I have not even gotten to hold the baby yet. Granted, I was gone for two weeks, but still. We are like the least important people ever to them.

Two nights ago I dreamt that I was pregnant. When I woke up I was so sad. We aren't trying to get pregnant or anything, and now would be the worst time for it, but I really want a baby. So that makes the sister-in-law thing even harder, because she has one and won't share. Bitch.

My Mother-in-Law is Ridiculous

This time the story is just plain weird.

Her mother (in Illinois) is in her 90's and recently decided to sell her house and move to an assisted living condo. So Barb's sister, who also lives in Illinois, is cleaning out the grandma's house. And by cleaning out, I mean cleaning out. They are throwing everything away, which seems wasteful and lazy and irresponsible all at the same time. Karl's mom went down there over the weekend, and she asked if we wanted anything from the house. I said we would love any Christmas things or antique dishes. Well, all of the Christmas stuff is already at the dump, but she did offer me two large plywood geese (no thank you) and several boxes of blue curtain fabric (we do need new curtains, but also no thank you). But then she mentioned that there was an entire set of red depression glass that no one wanted, and she asked if we would like it. I was so excited that

a. It survived, and

b. I could have it.

So I said yes, I would love it, and she said, okay, great, I'm glad someone can use it, and I'll bring it home for you on Monday.

She called Karl last night while I was at work to tell him that she brought the depression glass home with her, but before she gives it to us she wants to serve a meal on it. She's thinking Christmas dinner. What??? Why? I mean, I don't care, but that is truly bizarre. Okay, go ahead and keep the boxes in your already crowded basement until you force us all to come to your house for some awkward family holiday and go to town serving mayonnaise-broccoli salad and stale dinner rolls on dishes you didn't even want. See if I care.

Formal Announcement

I'd like to make a formal announcement on the Lip Chip Blog that AC and I will be attending a Kenny Chesney concert at Red Rocks together this summer and it is going to be awesome...well maybe

What is wrong with people these days???

Let me give you the situation: Overall, I am enjoying my flight home Thursday night from LA. I am into my book, I've had a glass of wine, and while I'm secretly annoyed at the woman in the middle seat next to me for invading my personal space (her jacket was over the arm rest, touching my leg), I'm having a decent time. So, imagine my deep disappointment when, on final approach into Seattle, some guy about 10 rows ahead of me unbuckles his seat belt and starts running toward the back of the cabin. This obviously gets the attention of everyone in the cabin, and the Flight Attendant, who has been seated for quite some time due to turbulence (and the fact that we're landing) starts yelling for the passenger to go back to his seat. Instead of going back, he stops at my row (I have an aisle seat) and starts screaming "let me back there or I'm going to pee right here. I mean it, I'm going to pee right here." Okay, really? He is slightly turned toward me, meaning he will likely pee on me. The woman next to me, who I had been secretly annoyed with, grabbed my arm and practically pulled me into her seat, telling me "young lady, you're going to get peed on." Thanks, as if I wasn't aware of the situation (although I did consider this a nice gesture and was therefore no longer annoyed with her). So the Flight Attendant finally lets this guy come back and then she continues to pound on the bathroom door to tell him to hurry up, the pilots are ready to abort landing. I mean, seriously. WTF? He finally gets out and wants to go back to his seat but we are so close to landing that the Flight Attendant makes him take a seat in the back so we can actually land. As we're taxing into the gate, he actually stands up and tries to go back to his seat. Unbelievable! The male Flight Attendant finally put him in a bear hug type hold until we got to the gate (side note: the crew did a great job handling the situation). It's now Saturday (two days after the incident), but my question remains: what the hell is up with the public? Not cool.

Not even kidding

On Saturday, we were blessed with a lunch visit from Karl's parents (Barb and Don). Barb surprised us with two plates of cookies. Here they are... I'll type what the labels say underneath the pictures just in case you can't read them.

NUTS! Low fat,Choc. Chips Dried Cherries, Oatmeal

NO NUTS! Low fat, Choc. Chip, Dried Cherries, Oatmeal

Then she told me this long story about how she made a HUGE batch of cookie dough (which I'm sure was like a cup and a half) and she wanted to make half with nuts and half without. And she started making the no-nut ones first, and by the time she was done with the no-nut ones, she hardly had any dough left to make the with-nut ones! So when she's at home and she eats a no-nut one, she sticks a few nuts in the top. Seriously her stories are so boring.

Karina Bliss

Remember our housemate, Karina Bliss, from the president's house? Well... Okay so it's not her, but can we pretend it is???

Hip Chips

Did you guys know that: a. Maurice's still exists, and b. They have a program called Hip Chips? Just thought you should know. They probably wanted to call their program Lip Chips, but then they found out about us and had to go with Hip instead.

CD in the mail

Hey Girls, I sent you all my fave current CD! Lip Chip forever! xo