And hello to all the sad, dull kids too. I guess.
Things that have made me happy and shiny, as of late:
1. Bar-Crawl, Buffalo Style
Yes, the bar-crawl I went on in Rochester last month was merely a reproduction a much more famous bar-crawl done in Buffalo. Who runs it? I don't know. All I know is that my friend's boyfriend knows 'em and we're starting at 2PM this Saturday. We've also got a hotel, and I love staying in hotels (even thought I know they're secretly crawling with germs). Ice machine relays, anyone?
2. Helio Castroneves won Dancing With The Stars.
Thank the Lord. I wouldn't have minded if Mel B. won, she's good in her own right. But Marie Osmond? What was WITH that wacko rag-doll dance?! I mean, I get the concept, Marie. You're a "world-famous" doll designer. But some things just don't mix, like you and constructive criticism. Dolls don't dance for a reason. They are there to look pretty in their "fancy", overpriced dresses, not to bust a move. Hello, Chucky? Gross. Dancing, moving dolls are scary, bottom line.
Oh, and props to Helio, for not only winning, but for being happy and shiny while doing it. The smiley Brazilian race-car driver took home the super sparkly trophy last night. Mmmm alliteration.
3. North Carolina or BUST!!!
Yes, my pending trip to visit one of my bff's, Little Miss Sexy Sare herself, is less than a week away! I can't wait to spend some time in the south, and I've been watching Paula Dean on The Food Network to prepare. From what I've gathered so far, they eat a lot of butter, are very polite, and have an accent. ;) I can't WAIT to see for myself.
Have a good one, ya'll!
-Mony Pony
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Best Thanksgiving Ever...(so far)
Why?
1. I came, I trotted, I conquered.
So, I felt the need to express the fact that it is only 12:00 noon-ish and I am already having the MOST fabulous Thanksgiving Day. Why, you might ask? A little thing we here in Buffalo like to call the Turkey Trot. It's an 8K road race (4.96 miles for all you metric-phobes) and I actually finished it, in 1 hour and 4 minutes. Now, to the unaware passerby, this might not seem so sensational. However, those of you who really know me, know what a freakin' awesome feat this was for me. Correction: it would have been an unattainable feat, a few months back. But not today. Sweatin' it on the good 'ol treadmill paid off. I triumphed, with the help of my dear friend SJ and her mother and brother. I guess there was a reason I am friends with so many runners...I couldn't have done it without their advice and encouragement. I'd also like to thank the Academy. I feel like a million bucks.
2. Life can be so much sweeter than Art.
I would just like to give "Thanks" for being privy to one of the most beautiful moments I've ever witnessed. (I mean, my sister's weddings were good, but that was a long time ago=old news).What happened is that me, SJ, her mom and brother get back to her house after trottin' it. We start to say out goodbyes (and we're already super happy because we did the race, and I am especially ecstatic because it was my first one...I mean, I was high as a kite) and then SJ's sister sticks her head out the door. She says hello to everyone and then says "Monica, come inside for a minute" and I'm like, "Why?!" because I have no idea why she would want me to come inside. I mean, we're friendly but we don't braid each-other's hair or anything. Maybe she wanted to show me a picture or someti- and then it hit me. My ESP totally kicked in and I knew. But you don't, so I'll tell you.
We get inside, and SJ's mom SCREAMS because her eldest son, who is in the Army, surprised them all and flew home for Thanksgiving. I mean, you can watch a million "soldier homecomings" on Good Morning America or whatever, and they totally make you tear up. But this, this was like witnessing a brilliant composition or classic painting being created by a master, before your eyes. Seriously, maybe my endorphins were just on over-load, but it was like a work of art. Her mother's tears were the brush strokes and I won't forget it for the rest of my life. To see such pure joy emanating from a person, without agenda or because someone bought them something, was just thrilling. And after the initial shock and hugs we chatted a bit, I said a few things that didn't make sense and I bid my adieu. However, I am thankful that I got to witness such a display of love and that SJ and her family are truly having a happy Thanksgiving.
3. PIE, without guilt.
Yes, I run/walked 5 miles today. That means I get to eat lots of pie. The anticipation in palatable. ;)
Now, I have to dry my hair and such because we're leaving for my sister's house at 2. I hope everyone has a dynamite Thanksgiving!
1. I came, I trotted, I conquered.
So, I felt the need to express the fact that it is only 12:00 noon-ish and I am already having the MOST fabulous Thanksgiving Day. Why, you might ask? A little thing we here in Buffalo like to call the Turkey Trot. It's an 8K road race (4.96 miles for all you metric-phobes) and I actually finished it, in 1 hour and 4 minutes. Now, to the unaware passerby, this might not seem so sensational. However, those of you who really know me, know what a freakin' awesome feat this was for me. Correction: it would have been an unattainable feat, a few months back. But not today. Sweatin' it on the good 'ol treadmill paid off. I triumphed, with the help of my dear friend SJ and her mother and brother. I guess there was a reason I am friends with so many runners...I couldn't have done it without their advice and encouragement. I'd also like to thank the Academy. I feel like a million bucks.
2. Life can be so much sweeter than Art.
I would just like to give "Thanks" for being privy to one of the most beautiful moments I've ever witnessed. (I mean, my sister's weddings were good, but that was a long time ago=old news).What happened is that me, SJ, her mom and brother get back to her house after trottin' it. We start to say out goodbyes (and we're already super happy because we did the race, and I am especially ecstatic because it was my first one...I mean, I was high as a kite) and then SJ's sister sticks her head out the door. She says hello to everyone and then says "Monica, come inside for a minute" and I'm like, "Why?!" because I have no idea why she would want me to come inside. I mean, we're friendly but we don't braid each-other's hair or anything. Maybe she wanted to show me a picture or someti- and then it hit me. My ESP totally kicked in and I knew. But you don't, so I'll tell you.
We get inside, and SJ's mom SCREAMS because her eldest son, who is in the Army, surprised them all and flew home for Thanksgiving. I mean, you can watch a million "soldier homecomings" on Good Morning America or whatever, and they totally make you tear up. But this, this was like witnessing a brilliant composition or classic painting being created by a master, before your eyes. Seriously, maybe my endorphins were just on over-load, but it was like a work of art. Her mother's tears were the brush strokes and I won't forget it for the rest of my life. To see such pure joy emanating from a person, without agenda or because someone bought them something, was just thrilling. And after the initial shock and hugs we chatted a bit, I said a few things that didn't make sense and I bid my adieu. However, I am thankful that I got to witness such a display of love and that SJ and her family are truly having a happy Thanksgiving.
3. PIE, without guilt.
Yes, I run/walked 5 miles today. That means I get to eat lots of pie. The anticipation in palatable. ;)
Now, I have to dry my hair and such because we're leaving for my sister's house at 2. I hope everyone has a dynamite Thanksgiving!
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Let's Play Catch Up
So here's a recap of "The Best" of the last two weeks.
1.) My 61 year-old Mother Learns the Wii
Yes, at my niece's 7th (I think) birthday party, my mother was invited by her grandchildren to play tennis on the Wii. Always eager to please the kiddies, my mother accepted. If you have never witnessed the hilarity of a computer-bashing baby-boomer, swatting around a Wii controller, you don't know funny. The best part was watching her try to serve, "I don't...what? I AM holding down the button!" Meanwhile, my other niece is screaming, "It's up and over Grandma!! No! UP AND OVER!"
I guess you had to be there.
2.) Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Frappucino
Mmm, I just had the pleasure of enjoying a mouth-wateringly delicious, Starbucks Grande Pumpkin Spice Frappucino Light. (Eff the writer's strike, hire me! I even MAKE UP words!) Ahh...Pumpkin Spice time at Starbucks is truly a reason to celebrate the season. However, I think I might have surprised them at the counter this afternoon. For one, the place was packed with people swathed in scarves, huddling over their steaming lattes and green teas, the sound of hot beverages percolating behind the counter. I requested my frapp and the gal who makes the drinks kind of winced at my order. Or maybe she just had a twitch. Either way, yes, I ordered a frozen drink, and it is supposed to SNOW today. What can I say, I'm dangerous. I like a cold beverage, anytime of the year. Do you know what I call those naysayers who switch to hot beverages when the weather turns cold? WEAK.
3.) This Picture I Just Drew:
Yes, that picture is obvious time well-spent. Good job, me.
I think anything I might have added after that picture just wouldn't contend. Some might think those three topics being labeled "The Best" of my last 2 weeks is a sad thing. Me, I think its pretty darn fabulous. So that's all, I'm out.
Keep it cool,
Mony Pony
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