Owie

After eating an entire box of mac & cheese last night, I decided it would be a good idea to get off my ass and do one of those Tae Bo dvd's, something I haven't done in about 5 years. Now, I know I've let myself go a bit in the last year, but it's a stupid exercise video so how hard can it be? Let's just say that I didn't even finish the damn thing and I am actually sore today. Damn you Billy Blanks!

Give Me A Break!

It was cold, they're a young team, it was a good effort, blah, blah, blah. I don't even want to talk about it...

Snowtarded

One of the many things I hate about living in the DC area is that no one knows how to drive in the snow. And I can’t figure it out. I mean, this area gets snow every year. Maybe not as much as New England, but white fluffy stuff covers the ground at least once every winter. And people freak out about it every single year. We got about 5 inches of snow last night and people were acting like it was the blizzard of the century. On the always annoying commute home, I got stuck behind a douche bag in a V8 Cadillac that was obviously snow-retarded. Every time he had to start moving again he’d slam on the gas sending his tires spinning. He would also jerk his wheel all the way to the left and then all the way to the right instead of just keeping his tires straight and would end up fish-tailing. Every time. Even if you don’t know how to drive in the snow, wouldn’t you realize after one or two starts that gunning the engine while steering erratically isn’t the most effective way to navigate traffic in the snow?

Weekend Update

This weekend pretty much rocked! The Packers won and after the first five minutes, the game was actually really fun to watch. Then, Dallas LOST, which was the icing on the cake! To be completely honest though I am equally, if not more so, nervous about playing the Giants this weekend. All season I’ve been picturing our triumphant victory in Dallas for the last playoff game of the season. Douche bag Romo runs off the field crying and TO tries to fight Al Harris but gets knocked over by the hordes of people celebrating. Favre’s Dallas curse is broken and we’re off to the Superbowl. It would have been the perfect end to the perfect season.

Now we’re playing a team we don’t know much about. And Eli can be really, really good and that scares me. But I have faith in my team and I will be going ape-shit crazy on my couch this weekend watching the game and getting shit-faced since I don’t have to worry about work on Monday. (Thank you, Martin Luther King, Jr! It’s nice to know you worked so hard and sacrificed so much so that lazy white, black, red, and yellow people can sit on their asses recovering from football hangovers once a year. I am sure that is what you were envisioning in your speech about a dream or whatever.)

Anyway, on a side note about Eli Manning – he totally sucks. Now, I am sure that growing up in your brother’s shadow is no fun, but man, what a mofo. Who seriously tells the Chargers that they will refuse to sign if drafted by them? An arrogant, cocky motherfucker that thinks he’s better than everyone else, that’s who. Apparently when you grow up in a NFL family, you think you are owed something. It’s his loss anyway, because San Diego is gorgeous! AND he could have been playing with my favorite non-Packer player, LaDainian Tomlinson now.

Also this weekend I went ahead with my haircut. Two people at work actually came up to me and told me that they don’t like it. Seriously, who does that kind of shit? Even if you absolutely abhor someone’s haircut, you don’t actually tell them that! The point is - I like it so they can just suck it. It’s definitely a change and I’ve always wanted to be a brunette. There’s no way in hell I’m going to keeping dropping money to keep in brown, but it’ll be fun while it lasts.

Jumping on the Posh bandwagon!

When there are no amazing vacations on the horizon, no exciting job prospects, you haven’t been on a date in over a month and haven’t had sex in longer than you care to remember, and it’s winter even though it’s warm and rainy out, what’s a girl to do? Well, I’m dealing with the doldrums by cutting off all my hair and dying it dark brown. Think Posh Spice but darker. I already know that I am not going to like this cut because a) I have fine, thin hair and when I get a short cut I end up looking like a boy, and b) when my hair is short, I actually have to style it in the mornings, which rarely happens. So why am I cutting it? I’ve had blond hair to approximately my shoulders (give or take about 2 inches in either direction) for the last decade. In high school, I dyed it all sorts of crazy colors, but my natural color is light blond, and frankly, I am bored with it. And I’ve always been of the mindset that it’s just hair and it will grow back. The only thing I am slightly worried about is not being able to put it in a ponytail. My hair has been in a ponytail pretty much every day for the last 5 years. I cannot stand working out with my hair falling in my face. Luckily, I haven’t been working out, so that shouldn’t be too big of a deal.

Yellowstone!

The thermals were so unbelievably blue. And our weather was fantastic the entire trip which made them appear fathomless. I think my favorite were the fumaroles.

What can I say about Old Faithful? I think that winter was the perfect time to be in Yellowstone for the first time. I think the West is calling me. I can definitely see myself working in Yellowstone or living in Montana. Or Alaska. Maybe my New Year's resolution should be to figure out what the hell I want to do with my life...

There was a blanket of snow at least a foot deep over all the trees creating what they call 'snow ghosts'. I have a crappy point and shoot camera, but I was really impressed with how well it took pictures and I just love the way the snow looks covering everything.

In an awesome coincidence, Tracy just happened to be in Yellowstone at the exact same time I was so we got to spend New Year's Eve together! I haven't seen Tracy since I left Juneau, but she is one of those friends where you can not talk for months - or even years - and the second you meet up somewhere you take up right where you left off. It was good times and I miss that girl!

The circle of life. Kinda gross, but amazing at the same time.

Coyote tracks next to a wolf track. Wolves are a LOT bigger than I thought they'd be.
Ok, I know this isn't a Yellowstone picture but for Christmas I decided to let Pint have at it. She definitely enjoyed her first meaty prime rib bone. A lot.