some things to (holiday) cheer about:
01. the cowboys beat the giants last night! as embarrassing as it is to admit this, i am quite the football fanatic this year. i get overly excited on sundays, especially if my bois are playing. yes, with an i. by the way, we're going all the way this year. i can feel it!
02. the weather tomorrow! for reasons unknown, it decided to be summer today. 60 degrees. sunshine. pretty windy. oh but tomorrow, it's not supposed to get above freezing, and they're saying rain/sleet/snow is very likely. keep your fingers crossed for us marylanders, please and thank you.
03. speaking of wintry weather, i went christmas shopping today! and i managed to only buy five items for myself. believe me when i tell you, that is a feat. however, a lot of the stuff i got for becca is stuff i will be borrowing and enjoying as well. you may call it selfish, but i call it budget-conscious. in case you forgot, we're in a recession.
04. speaking of this god awful recession, gas prices are way down. $1.85 in this area.
05. and speaking of gas prices.. okay, not really..
06. and last but not least, ade and i will be celebrating five whole months of pure bliss together in 7 days and our first christmas together in 10. it's all very exciting!
over and out,
shannon
Monday
Thursday
young, wild, and reckless
or just risky? i was thinking about this today as i gobbled down 354bajillion calories in thanksgiving food. i'm not complaining though. anyway, back to the task at hand. risky vs. reckless. what's the diff? here's what i came up with:
eating fast food is risky. eating fast food every single day is reckless.
facebook pics are risky. halloween facebook pics in your barely-there costume are reckless.
driving without wearing your seatbelt is risky. speeding without wearing your seatbelt is reckless.
risky is saying, "i'm falling in love." reckless is saying, "i'm falling in love, and i don't care if my heart gets broken." those are terribly bitter words to eat.
debit cards are risky. credit cards are reckless.
risky is buying a shirt, wearing it, and trying to return it. reckless is buying a shirt, wearing it, spilling red wine down the front, and trying to return it.
hitting the snooze button once is risky. hitting it four or five times is reckless, and you're probably late by now.
risky is downing a few beers. reckless is downing a few jager bombs.
saying "i love you" to your new boyfriend is risky. saying "i love you" to your new boyfriend after you've had a few drinks is reckless.
risky is having a song as your ringtone. reckless is having "i kissed a girl" as your ringtone.
a leopard-print bra is risky. a leopard-print bra under a white blouse is reckless.
relationships are risky. open relationships are reckless.
sex before marriage is risky. sex before love is reckless.
flirting with a random cute guy at a bar is risky. taking him home with you is reckless.
oh and by the way..
happy thanksgiving!
gobble gobble,
shannon
eating fast food is risky. eating fast food every single day is reckless.
facebook pics are risky. halloween facebook pics in your barely-there costume are reckless.
driving without wearing your seatbelt is risky. speeding without wearing your seatbelt is reckless.
risky is saying, "i'm falling in love." reckless is saying, "i'm falling in love, and i don't care if my heart gets broken." those are terribly bitter words to eat.
debit cards are risky. credit cards are reckless.
risky is buying a shirt, wearing it, and trying to return it. reckless is buying a shirt, wearing it, spilling red wine down the front, and trying to return it.
hitting the snooze button once is risky. hitting it four or five times is reckless, and you're probably late by now.
risky is downing a few beers. reckless is downing a few jager bombs.
saying "i love you" to your new boyfriend is risky. saying "i love you" to your new boyfriend after you've had a few drinks is reckless.
risky is having a song as your ringtone. reckless is having "i kissed a girl" as your ringtone.
a leopard-print bra is risky. a leopard-print bra under a white blouse is reckless.
relationships are risky. open relationships are reckless.
sex before marriage is risky. sex before love is reckless.
flirting with a random cute guy at a bar is risky. taking him home with you is reckless.
oh and by the way..
happy thanksgiving!
gobble gobble,
shannon
Sunday
boob tube
this wednesday: oprah's favorite things
and oprah has gone and outdone herself by making it the thriftiest holiday yet! everything on her list costs nothing or close to nothing or something. i wasn't really paying attention. i think i was reminiscing on all of the past, luxurious episodes. i'm a little nervous for this episode because i am a firm believer that money buys lots of nice things that can make you happy. plus, i feel like recession or not, oprah can afford to splurge a little this christmas. stop being such a penny pincher, o!
tivo.
then.. sunday: britney spears: for the record
omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg. annoying? oh well. that's all i can say.
but on another more talkative and highly illegal note.. a copy of circus sort of mysteriously wound up in a friend of a friend's hands, and those friends have been sharing the wealth (it is the holidays afterall.) and making their fellow britney-obsessed friends quite happy. okay translation.. i have a burned copy. and i LOVE. it's so good, and i need for you all to go to youtube or something and listen to amnesia, unusual you, and kill the lights. those are my favorites. and kind of like oprah's favorite things in 2008, they were free! imagine that.
tivo.
and then.. next wednesday: victoria's secret fashion show
the show is always so cute. plus, i get ideas for the festive lingerie section of my christmas wishlist. what skivvies to display on my toned, tanned, and teeny tiny body. ha i wish.
and oprah has gone and outdone herself by making it the thriftiest holiday yet! everything on her list costs nothing or close to nothing or something. i wasn't really paying attention. i think i was reminiscing on all of the past, luxurious episodes. i'm a little nervous for this episode because i am a firm believer that money buys lots of nice things that can make you happy. plus, i feel like recession or not, oprah can afford to splurge a little this christmas. stop being such a penny pincher, o!
tivo.
then.. sunday: britney spears: for the record
omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg. annoying? oh well. that's all i can say.
but on another more talkative and highly illegal note.. a copy of circus sort of mysteriously wound up in a friend of a friend's hands, and those friends have been sharing the wealth (it is the holidays afterall.) and making their fellow britney-obsessed friends quite happy. okay translation.. i have a burned copy. and i LOVE. it's so good, and i need for you all to go to youtube or something and listen to amnesia, unusual you, and kill the lights. those are my favorites. and kind of like oprah's favorite things in 2008, they were free! imagine that.
tivo.
and then.. next wednesday: victoria's secret fashion show
the show is always so cute. plus, i get ideas for the festive lingerie section of my christmas wishlist. what skivvies to display on my toned, tanned, and teeny tiny body. ha i wish.
tivo.
from one couch potato to another,
shannon
Monday
life's little lists
10 years ago (1998):
i was in the 6th grade. omg junior high! jade and i were besties. i was head over heels obsessed with bon bons lip gloss and nail polish. oh and lip smackers. duh, who wasn't? i think i was "going out with" travis at the time. my gosh, he was so dreamy. short, scrawny, bleach blonde hair, blue eyes. where is he now? i'm almost positive that at this very moment, he's chilling inside his apartment in texas, staring aimlessly at his bob marley-clad walls, completely baked, looking (and smelling) like a dirty hippie. mmm sexy can i? oh and i owned a pair of jncos that i loved very much. did i really just admit that to the blogger world? yes. yes, i think i just did.
5 things on today's to-do list :
-must.take.more.theraflu. and then pass out. i'm sick, just fyi. really? again? this never happens to me. twice in one season is a bit much, dontcha think?
-finish season 4 of friends.
-call my mother.
-drink my eight 8 oz. glasses of water.
-make my christmas wish list!
5 things to do if i were a millionaire :
-buy the sweetest ride pretty much ever: a silver range rover.
-i need winter clothes in my life reeeal bad. and closed-toe shoes.
-i think it's all over, but i would have bought tickets to madonna's sticky&sweet tour. front row. cherish the thought..
-travel allll over this beautiful world.
-share the wealth with my family. new houses and cars for everyone. i'd also buy brady his very own iphone since little six year olds need those and all.
5 places i have lived:
-mineral wells, texas
-shamrock, texas
-denton, texas
-san marcos, texas
-rockville, maryland
5 jobs i have had:
-i had a lemonade stand for a day when i was little.
-hostess at the banana boat in florida. (i guess technically i lived there too. for two summers.)
-hostess, counter girl, waitress, and bartender all at mamma lucia here in maryland.
5 random quirks:
-i cannot for the life of me suck on peppermints, cough drops, or any sort of hard candy all the way through. i'll suck on it for maybe 30 seconds, then i'll bite into it and annoyingly crunch on it until it's small enough to swallow.
-i have a playlist on my ipod for every single mood that i could possibly be in.
-right now, i'm verrry obsessed with polyvore.com. i made these:
i was in the 6th grade. omg junior high! jade and i were besties. i was head over heels obsessed with bon bons lip gloss and nail polish. oh and lip smackers. duh, who wasn't? i think i was "going out with" travis at the time. my gosh, he was so dreamy. short, scrawny, bleach blonde hair, blue eyes. where is he now? i'm almost positive that at this very moment, he's chilling inside his apartment in texas, staring aimlessly at his bob marley-clad walls, completely baked, looking (and smelling) like a dirty hippie. mmm sexy can i? oh and i owned a pair of jncos that i loved very much. did i really just admit that to the blogger world? yes. yes, i think i just did.
5 things on today's to-do list :
-must.take.more.theraflu. and then pass out. i'm sick, just fyi. really? again? this never happens to me. twice in one season is a bit much, dontcha think?
-finish season 4 of friends.
-call my mother.
-drink my eight 8 oz. glasses of water.
-make my christmas wish list!
5 things to do if i were a millionaire :
-buy the sweetest ride pretty much ever: a silver range rover.
-i need winter clothes in my life reeeal bad. and closed-toe shoes.
-i think it's all over, but i would have bought tickets to madonna's sticky&sweet tour. front row. cherish the thought..
-travel allll over this beautiful world.
-share the wealth with my family. new houses and cars for everyone. i'd also buy brady his very own iphone since little six year olds need those and all.
5 places i have lived:
-mineral wells, texas
-shamrock, texas
-denton, texas
-san marcos, texas
-rockville, maryland
5 jobs i have had:
-i had a lemonade stand for a day when i was little.
-hostess at the banana boat in florida. (i guess technically i lived there too. for two summers.)
-hostess, counter girl, waitress, and bartender all at mamma lucia here in maryland.
5 random quirks:
-i cannot for the life of me suck on peppermints, cough drops, or any sort of hard candy all the way through. i'll suck on it for maybe 30 seconds, then i'll bite into it and annoyingly crunch on it until it's small enough to swallow.
-i have a playlist on my ipod for every single mood that i could possibly be in.
-right now, i'm verrry obsessed with polyvore.com. i made these:
-i've never had my new year's kiss.
-i think honey mustard makes everything taste better. everything.
Saturday
kiss my sass
waitress rant..
about two weeks ago, four gentleman sporting their business casual came into the restaurant and found themselves seated in my section. lucky guys. i'm a helluva waitress!! haha anyway.. the night had been pretty crappy thus far so i was just ready to go home, and when i'm ready to go home, i give my tables a lot of tude and sarcasm. well these guys liked it! they told me i had a lot of sass and could be the next kathy griffin. i took it as a compliment because other than the fact that she's the epitome of a ginger and pretty darn fugly, she's really funny. i like funny. so me and my (business casual) boys got along nicely for the remainder of the night. they ordered a bottle of $50 red wine. charles krug, if you like specifics. they ordered appetizers. they ordered pricey entrees. they ordered coffee, cappuccinos, and dessert. i talked with them for quite some time while they were eating their tiramisu and found out that one of the dads was having issues with his 19-year-old daughter. it's her first year at college so she's doing what we all did.. ignoring his calls, texts, and facebook friend requests. after i finished giving facebook dad advice, another dad started asking me about myself. i mentioned that i was born and raised in texas, he asked what part, i told him, he noted that his wife is a southwest texas state alum (and a strutter!), and i said small world. isn't that so weird?! it's not like texas state is a huge school or anything. what are the odds of a marylander going to school at texas state? anyway, i'm getting off track. after they were all finished, i dropped off their check, thanked them for coming, and told them they just had to request me they next time they came in because they had been such joys.. and of course, i was sassy the whole way through my little shpill. my fine ass and sass worked it out for an hour and a half and got a 40% tip! that's dayum good y'all.
well, last night, facebook dad and one of the other dads returned. they requested to be seated in my section of course. i talked to them about the election. not sure why. i hate politics. i got an update on facebook dad's rebellious daughter. he took my advice, and it worked! it was pretty much the same thing all over again. just me and my (business casual) boys. again, they ordered wine, apps, steak and seafood entrees, dessert, coffee, the whole shebang. the check for the two of them came to $105.84. i ran their credit card, gave it back to them, and thanked them once again for everything. my tip? 14 effing dollars. what happened to 40%?! hell, what happened to the customary 18%?! ugh.. d-bags. y'all can kiss my sass.
thanks for lending your ears (or eyes),
shannon
about two weeks ago, four gentleman sporting their business casual came into the restaurant and found themselves seated in my section. lucky guys. i'm a helluva waitress!! haha anyway.. the night had been pretty crappy thus far so i was just ready to go home, and when i'm ready to go home, i give my tables a lot of tude and sarcasm. well these guys liked it! they told me i had a lot of sass and could be the next kathy griffin. i took it as a compliment because other than the fact that she's the epitome of a ginger and pretty darn fugly, she's really funny. i like funny. so me and my (business casual) boys got along nicely for the remainder of the night. they ordered a bottle of $50 red wine. charles krug, if you like specifics. they ordered appetizers. they ordered pricey entrees. they ordered coffee, cappuccinos, and dessert. i talked with them for quite some time while they were eating their tiramisu and found out that one of the dads was having issues with his 19-year-old daughter. it's her first year at college so she's doing what we all did.. ignoring his calls, texts, and facebook friend requests. after i finished giving facebook dad advice, another dad started asking me about myself. i mentioned that i was born and raised in texas, he asked what part, i told him, he noted that his wife is a southwest texas state alum (and a strutter!), and i said small world. isn't that so weird?! it's not like texas state is a huge school or anything. what are the odds of a marylander going to school at texas state? anyway, i'm getting off track. after they were all finished, i dropped off their check, thanked them for coming, and told them they just had to request me they next time they came in because they had been such joys.. and of course, i was sassy the whole way through my little shpill. my fine ass and sass worked it out for an hour and a half and got a 40% tip! that's dayum good y'all.
well, last night, facebook dad and one of the other dads returned. they requested to be seated in my section of course. i talked to them about the election. not sure why. i hate politics. i got an update on facebook dad's rebellious daughter. he took my advice, and it worked! it was pretty much the same thing all over again. just me and my (business casual) boys. again, they ordered wine, apps, steak and seafood entrees, dessert, coffee, the whole shebang. the check for the two of them came to $105.84. i ran their credit card, gave it back to them, and thanked them once again for everything. my tip? 14 effing dollars. what happened to 40%?! hell, what happened to the customary 18%?! ugh.. d-bags. y'all can kiss my sass.
thanks for lending your ears (or eyes),
shannon
Wednesday
10 things i love about you
01. those dimples
02. when you call me "shane"
03. the way my hand fits in yours
04. how excited you get when you a) watch the cowboys.. well, when they're winning, b) talk about your dog, macy, and c) hear one of our songs come on the radio
05. your kind heart and generosity
06. our deep convos on sushi sundays
07. winking wars!
08. your hugs and kisses
09. the coveted adrian side smirk
10. the way you smell, especially after a hard day's work
happy birthday ade!
siempre,
shannon
02. when you call me "shane"
03. the way my hand fits in yours
04. how excited you get when you a) watch the cowboys.. well, when they're winning, b) talk about your dog, macy, and c) hear one of our songs come on the radio
05. your kind heart and generosity
06. our deep convos on sushi sundays
07. winking wars!
08. your hugs and kisses
09. the coveted adrian side smirk
10. the way you smell, especially after a hard day's work
happy birthday ade!
siempre,
shannon
Monday
love in this club
i have some serious writer's block, but i do have a quick story to share with you guys.
last night, and by last night i mean saturday night, the boys and i went to union jack's in bethesda. the boys=adrian, gabe, patel, jed, viet, and viet's friends. and i=me obviously. the one and only girl. talk about a lot of testosterone. anyway, my goal for the night was to find all of the boys (adrian NOT included because he's mine all mine.) a fly mamacita to dance with. patel somehow managed to spot the one indian within the entire crowded bar so he made his move. ten minutes after leaving, i get a text from him that says "i got it look out." haha what does that even mean? ten minutes after the vague yet still somehow cocky text, he returns only to have discovered that his potential fly indian mamacita is actually his distant relative. yikes. that was a close one, patel. needless to say, none of the boys found their fly mamacita for the night. oh well.
better luck next time boys,
shannon
last night, and by last night i mean saturday night, the boys and i went to union jack's in bethesda. the boys=adrian, gabe, patel, jed, viet, and viet's friends. and i=me obviously. the one and only girl. talk about a lot of testosterone. anyway, my goal for the night was to find all of the boys (adrian NOT included because he's mine all mine.) a fly mamacita to dance with. patel somehow managed to spot the one indian within the entire crowded bar so he made his move. ten minutes after leaving, i get a text from him that says "i got it look out." haha what does that even mean? ten minutes after the vague yet still somehow cocky text, he returns only to have discovered that his potential fly indian mamacita is actually his distant relative. yikes. that was a close one, patel. needless to say, none of the boys found their fly mamacita for the night. oh well.
better luck next time boys,
shannon
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