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Sunday, August 7, 2011

Cougar Or Creeper?

I realize the title of this post could be misleading. Am I talking about a seemingly older woman creeping on younger men or a creepy old man creeping on, well, any female with two legs?


Well, as interesting a post that might be, no. This relates to my status on Facebook after seeing a fellow Cougar [*ahem* WSU  Cougar]:


"I feel as though there should be a universal hand signal for fellow Cougs to identify eachother whilst driving...that way other drivers know I'm waving & freaking out in an excited way, not a creepy way...haha awkward!"

{I specify "whilst driving" because any Coug knows simply saying "GO COUGS!" is sufficient to anyone within yelling distance. Also works with rolled-down windows at a stop-light. :) } 


Lindsey replied:  "I agree completely! Especially when you see someone out of Washington state... it is like this super exciting feeling... and then you realize they have no idea why you are being so creepily excited towards them. Haha :)"


Amanda said she threw up the "pitchfork" sign at Arizona State University, and that I should make my own and start a trend. Believe me, I've thought about it:






Ok, so I didn't actually come up with this one, Tim and his buddy Chris (also a fellow Coug) did. [By the way, ignore my apparent disinterest in style and hair as I was coming off of 24-hours of straight travel and THEN expected to stay up past midnight for New Year's 2010.] 
But I like the idea: 

Put your right hand in a claw formation and strike down whilst yelling "RAWR". 

This would work quite well in a car situation- put up your "claw" and see if the other driver does as well; if so, continue with the signal! This also provides an auditory outlet for the pent-up excitement, but in a way that stays within the Cougar realm. Genius.


Other ideas?



Monday, July 18, 2011

tomato, potato...

Or...bleary, blurry, or bright-eyed?


I often get made fun of [mainly by one person, *ahem*TIM*ahem*] for saying dumb things, probably because I forget to think before I speak. I like to think that I'm just so excited to impart wisdom and wit that my mouth jumps ahead of my thoughts and spews out a cacophany of words...and that they are so above everyone's knowledge that no one understands.


Case in point:
Sunday, July 17, 2011


I say the sentence, "My eyes are all bleary." Meaning, of course, that they were unfocused and felt a little like sandpaper.
Oh MAN did that set off a rampage of corrections! 
"Bleary? What's bleary? Don't you mean blurry? Bleary isn't a word." 
[I do have to admit that I said, "NO, Bleary...like bleary-eyed and bushy-tailed." 
Which Tim so kindly reminded me, "What an IDIOT! It's BRIGHT-eyed and bushy-tailed." 
Turns to Ryan and Karla, "She aaalways is saying dumb things."]


~however~
back to my original point, my eyes were, in fact, bleary


Evidence (from http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/bleary):



blear·y

  [bleer-ee]  Show IPA
–adjective, blear·i·er, blear·i·est.
1.
(of the eyes or sight) blurred or dimmed, as from sleep orweariness.
2.
indistinct; unclear: The day begins with a bleary view ofone's world.
3.
fatigued; worn-out.


THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGHT [OR, ACTUALLY, DAY]!

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Day 29: Your Favorite Restuarant

Really? I have to pick just one??!! 
I love food. Tim and I make a point of finding delicious food at delicious sounding restaurants [especially breakfast places] and consuming more than the average person would ever need. So rather than giving you a never-ending list, I'll narrow it down to my favorites in Hawaii:



Best All-Around/Can-Eat-Whenever-No-Matter-What-"Food-Mood"-I'm-In
Yardhouse



Best Dinner/Date-Atmosphere-With-The-Prettiest-Pond/Garden-View-From-Your-Table
 Haleiwa Joe's [Kaneohe]


Best Breakfast-In-Which-You-Can-Stuff-Yourself-And-Not-Feel-Even-Remotely-Guilty- Because-It-Tastes-So-Good
The Original Pancake House
Granted, the one pictured above is in Portland- the original Original Pancake House.
But it tastes the same in Honolulu! 


Day 28: A Picture Of You And Your Best Friends

My girls! Monica, Me, Cassie, Lindsey
Parma, ID 2008

Spedettes!
Bryan, Lindsey, Monica, Lindsey, Me, Cassie, Tim, Nick
Flag-Football Intramural Champions 2008

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Day 25: A Picture Of You Dancing


Tim Mcgraw concert in San Diego 7/2010
Back when a hole was a hole...and when you said "I'm down with that" it meant you had the flu...


Sweet Charity 2005
The "Frug"