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Tuesday, November 11, 2008

On the brink of this Tuesday afternoon

I figured that I would kill the last couple of minutes of my lunch hour with a little bit of verbiage to keep my loyal readers happy. Not too much to report here, just plugging away at school and work, while still trying to keep a somewhat even balance on life, lol.

I did get to enjoy the sweet melodies of my favoritest person in the world this past Sunday evening. Incase you havn't been privy to my years of stalkage, I would be referring to Chris Martin, who is the lead singer of Coldplay. Normally, I am a pretty big concert snob and only buy tickets for the floor, but having seats that were 2 rows from the floor certainly paid off this time when the band decided to do a live acoustic performance of "The Scientist" in arms reach distance of me. Ofcourse photos were prohibited b/c of copyrights, yadda, yadda, yadda, but still the experience was seriously unforgettable. Best concert of my life, hands down. I love this band, I obsess over them in fact, I know every lyric for every song that they have ever written. I would guess that this type of obsession could probably be defined as a clinical illness.

I'm off to another wedding this weekend in Clearwater for yet another one of my high school friends to get married. Perhaps my day will come eventually. Heck, who am I kidding, at this point, I'd suffice with getting to have a little one-on-one alone time with the male species. Afterall, I am now officially the last member of Chateau Shineanigans to have overnight company. I guess that makes me some kind of loser of sorts. I need to allot some time in my schedule to be sluttier. :::sigh:::

The holidays are right around the corner... which I am dreading both for financial reasons as well as being alone yet another holiday season. Every year my family insists of poking fun at my lack of male companionship, and I'm sure that this year will prove to be just as abusive as prior years. Joy! I can hardly contain my excitement for this time to be upon us.

I did however get proposed to last night in the Super Walmart by a tall and lanky cowboy gent. He was not very attractive, and absolutely not my type, but he did make me smile none the less when he told me that he was going to marry me. Who would have thought that a stop for groceries would prove to be so entertaining as I was crawling into the frozen turkey section of Walmart trying to find my next 24+ lb. victim of choice for the holiday feast which is rapidly approaching. I did manage to get a butterball beast which will be ample in filling the stomachs of my family as the invade my house later this month. I can hardly wait. Pics to follow as I molest the poor guy on Thanksgiving morning. I'm taking suggestions for names this year if anyone would like to contribute.

So, for Hilary, Cowboy Curtis, Andre, The Mike, and ofcourse my lovely little Beaver (wow did that sound like a sexual innuendo)... start brainstorming, my turkey needs a name. Comment with your suggestions.

Love you life-
Mel

2 comments:

Cowboy Curtis said...

24lbs? I'd have to go with Slim or Fat Boy. That's a big bird. Is it big enough to fit over your head like Monica did on Friends? 'Cause that would be cool. I bet you could scare the hell out of Chris if you snuck up on him as turkey-head woman. Just wait until he goes to sleep, then go stand over his bed, gobbling. "GobblegbobleDon'tEatTheTurkeygooblegobble!!!!!!!!"

BVM said...

Name him fat turkey neck....Ryan is always concerned that he has a fat turkey neck, and I think it will make him paranoid. You can say FTN for short :)