I am A Child

I wonder if I will ever grow out of this uncontrollable need to screw with people. I just walked past my co-worker's office who has a door on both walls so he can go in and out to different parts of the building. I instantly had the urge to find a big rubber band and attach it to both door knobs so he couldn't get in or out. Surely this would anger him - as well as get me fired.

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I'm not going to apologize for this behavior though, because it usually hands me a good laugh - which is something I greatly need during the work week.

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So if you value your belongings or if you don't have a sense of humor equivilant to that of a 4th grader, I'm afraid we can't be friends. Just let me know up front though, so that you don't get mad at me for doing something like this:

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PLEASE NOTE: I can dish it out quite well, but can't take it as well. You've been warned.

Instant Good Mood

I don't know about you, but whenever I find that I'm having a bad day, I know that there are a few things that will help:

1. A nap. But this is not always a possibility. So we venture on.

2. Doing a spit-take. Seriously. Try it.

3. Bloopers. I'm not talking about home video bloopers, I'm talking about Saturday Night Live or sitcom television bloopers. Here, for your viewing pleasure, are a few of my favorites:

(Note: I don't own the rights to any of these videos and I believe once you click on them you'll see who really owns them. If not, blame blogspot because they let me use them. Kthxbye.)

Bill Hader and Seth Myers

The cast of Friends

The cast of Seinfeld

Watching these people laugh instantaneously puts me in a better mood no matter what.

Oh, and this guy too...

I'd like to make an addition to the list of qualities I'm looking for in a guy:

Skip Schumaker's ability to brood



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I think that might be it.

Oh wait and one more

John Krasinski's... "John Krasinski-ness"...

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Yep. That oughtta do it.

Columbi-Ahhhh.....

I've been dying to revisit the town where I went to college... a little piece of heaven known as Columbia, Missouri. Located there is The University of Missouri, more commonly known as Mizzou.



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Co-Mo might not be the classiest of college towns, but it certainly isn't the worst (I'm looking at you, Lawrence). I followed in my big sister's footsteps and became a waitress at arguably the best bar and grill in the area. Willie's Pub and Pool/Fieldhouse offered an environment that suited all personality types. There was a patio that faced out toward the busiest street in the city, always a prime location on Mizzou football Saturdays, or really any sporting event for that matter. If you were in the mood to dance, Fieldhouse provided not one, but two areas to make that drunken dream come true. In the front, you have the bar where they play music that everyone knows and where the drunker you get, the more likely you are to sing and dance along to it.

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Then there's the back dancefloor. This is geared toward people who seriously came to get down. R&B and rap music fill the room and college co-eds come in swarms to hear the hottest dj spin the hottest records. It gets real in there. And sweaty. Always a phenomenal choice after a long week of exams...  or after a breakup.

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I also want to visit my sorority house. It's unbelievable how much I took living there for granted. Sure, compared to other house it was on the older/smaller side... but it was full of some of my best friends. First semester sophomore year I was crammed into a room the size of my walk-in-closet at home, with two other girls. It was rough at times, but it was also probably the best room in the house to hang out in. There were always late night study sessions, "getting ready" festivities, Law & Order: SVU marathons, random dance parties...

 (ugliest couch ever)

"She's the cutest girl in the whole wide world, she's a Chi Omega girl!"

The bars, the parties, the college experiences - THE PEOPLE... It's just such a good town full of (for the most part) amazing people who are just looking to have a good time, and pass a few classes along the way.

I'd give anything to go back for a year and really live it up. Now that I really think about it... can you imagine how destructive that would be? I can't believe I made it out alive the first time...

                                                                                                                                                          

Stay beautiful Co-Mo. I'll see you again soon.

Readers, what is your favorite town, besides the one you live in?

What I'm Waiting Around For...

Here are a few of the qualities I'm looking for in a guy:

Colin Firth's humble mannerisms...

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George Clooney's charm...



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Matt Damon's family values...

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Robert Downey Jr.'s quick wit...

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Frank Sinatra's loyalty to his friends...

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and Tim McGraw's adoration for his gal...

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IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK?!

Lucky...

I love the fact that I can go home during my lunch break, change into comfy clothes and cuddle with Mia for 50 minutes. It's like a little siesta in the middle of my day - and it makes the work day tolerable!

Ready for Love - Kelly Sweet

When love calls your name
And whispers you're the one
When all you've ever dreamed
Dances like stars around your heart

And finally I hold the chance
To give you all my love
So whats keeping me

Away from holding you
I'm ready to believe
Be strong enough
Give everything I am
And trust in love
My arms long to reach for you
The way I feel I wish you knew
I'm ready now, I'm ready to believe
Ooh, I'm ready for love

Only once, you will find
A love that is so true
And the way I think of you
You can't imagine how beautiful it feels

I must find a way to speak
This secret I hold near
Its these words

You need to hear
I'm ready to believe
Be strong enough
Give everything I am
And trust in love
My arms long to reach for you
The way I feel I wish you knew
I'm ready now, Im ready to believe
Ooh

I know with you I could stay forever
Sailing into grace
Here all things are possible
There's no time or space
When I feel you near

I'm ready to believe
Be strong enough
Give everything I am
And trust in love
My arms long to reach for you
The way I feel I wish you knew
I'm ready now, I'm ready to believe


Betsy Bloggin' Y'all!

I'd like to dedicate this blog to my dear friend Betsy. She's taught me so much about life that without her, who knows what kind of mess I'd be. Let's look at the many examples of ways she's added to my life.

Kittehs
I'd been around a few cats in my life as a child and always found them okay. I was bitten by one as a kid (for good reason I'm sure) and ever since I just stayed away from them. My grandmother Ziggy had one while I was a teen and she hid every time I came over, so I never really even saw her! I'm told she was beautiful and quite a snuggler though. Anyway it wasn't until college when I finally reached my true appreciation for felines. Betsy and her roomate Amanda purchased a set of kittens from the same litter and named them Cho Chang, and Charles.

Cho is the darker baby, Char is the golden baby. The closer I got to Betsy the closer I got to the boys, and soon enough I was obsessed. I would sleep over at Betsy and Amanda's and wake up with one of them snuggled up to me in the middle of the night purring away. I had always been a dog person, but thanks to Cho-Cho and Chuck, I had made room in my heart for kittehs as well. I also thank Betsy for the line I've used (literally) hundreds of times about cats. Without fail, whenever I tell a group of people I like cats, someone will say "Oh I hate cats". That's when I quickly add, "You don't hate cats. You just don't prefer them". So true! People expect them to act like dogs, but they're not dogs.  As a matter of fact they're an entirely different species! Whaddya know?!
A few years later when I moved home, I asked my parents for a dog (we have a family dog at my parents' house named Matti who I love very much, but she is really their dog. I wanted something to love me unconditionaly the way Matti loved my parents). The day of my birthday came around and there was a box with the words "Not A Dog" on it - a sure sign that this in fact was a dog. I grabbed the box, and it was a solid 10 lbs if not heavier, so I had to assume it wasn't the Cairn Terrier puppy I had been asking for. I set the box on my lap and opened the lid, and this what was inside...

This handed me not only a huge shock, but a great laugh as well. Her name was Angel, and she was rescued from The Open Door Animal Sanctuary in central Missouri (a great place to donate to if you're ever interested! http://www.odas.com/). I renamed her Mia, and we quickly became inseperable. This has been the greatest gift anyone has ever given me! If it weren't for Betsy, Amanda and their two "broders", I wouldn't have my gorgeous burrito Mia. She may pee all over my new condo and she might get hair balls every now and again, but nobody said love was easy!

Lactaid
Though I hate to admit it, I always need it. She's always got it and ain't afraid to use it.

  

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My fickle lactose intolerance and severe addiction to dairy thank you...

Google Reader
Betsy had been suggesting to me for months that I look into this mysterious gizmo that will show you the updates from all of your favorite websites in one place. "Too good to be true" I thought to myself. And then one magical Saturday morning, I gave it a whirl. She suggested some of her favorite sites for me to subscribe to, and I've been hooked ever since. My favorites range from Hyperbole and a Half to Smart Pretty and Awkward and my most recent favorite, fetch dixon which has given me these gems that I like to share with you all:

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Without Google Reader, I wouldn't have several of the ideas that I've used for my condo! I wouldn't have known about special promotions from some of my favorite stores! And (most importantly) I wouldn't have any other blogs to steal anything from (and give credit to) to put on Life's Circles!

Perspective

Those of you who know me know that I can be, at times, somewhat sensitive. One of the most important lessons that Betsy has taught me is to understand that I can't control what other people are going to do or think. Many people have tried, but I think she's the only person who has succeeded in this monumental task. In college I would get myself into situations that I couldn't get of still smelling like roses. I had always wanted everyone to love me, and everyone to take my side on things. But over time (with Betsy's help) I was able to come to terms with the fact that not everyone is going to be my best friend. Not everyone is going to agree with everything I do.



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But if I have a solid group of friends and a supportive family who backs me no matter what, that's really all that's important. She also has a very intuitive way of giving me her honest to God opinion without being harsh or too critical. She shares this quality with my sister and I am so lucky to have two people like this in my life. Sometimes it catches me off guard, but at the end of the day, I realize they're only doing me a favor, and usually saving me from myself!

There's tons more, like white wine, Twitter how-tos, and some seriously sweet dance moves... but I fear further Betsy blogging would lead her to believe that I'm in love with her (and further convince my father that I'm a "hamasexual")

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So for now, Betsy, please just look at this as a giant THANK YOU for being such an amazing friend, and for being so full of knowledge and for having kittehs.



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How about you? Have you taken time to tell your best friend how much they mean to you? You don't even have to do it via blog! Just pick up the phone, email, text them to tell them how much you appreciate them. You'll be glad you did!