Wednesday, September 27, 2006
"On my way into work this morning, there was a beautiful rainbow. It was probably much too early for all of you; you were probably still tucked in bed. But anyway, there was a beautiful raindbow stretched accross the sky....symbolizing hope maybe? I don't know. Shortly there after, a huge black thundercloud rolled in, explaining why you are all soaking wet from the rain. However to me, that black cloud symbolizes a snuffing out of all the hope. Okay on to your tests..."
Oh gee....that makes me feel great...yeah! Bring on that test...all the hope has been snuffed out!!
Apparently he wasn't refering to my test though....I got a 94% :D (Just so you know, there is a huge, gloating smile on my face)
Monday, September 25, 2006
College tuition: thousands of dollars
Books for class: hundreds of dollars
Pack of mechanical pencils: 4 dollars
Hearing your Doctorate-certified professor yell "boobies": priceless
Sunday, September 24, 2006
This is Laura and I....she's an honorary Ludington Girl...such a sweetie!
Di and I look like we're in the ice capades.... AND LIFT!
Meg and I acting like goofballs...what else is new?
Apparently I missed the memo that this was supposed to be a sultry photo....rar!
Ahhh...gotta love these girls! :D
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Yeah...we're dorks...but we're cute dorks!
Monday, September 18, 2006
So Friday night rolled around and me and a couple of girls from my floor decided to take a lil' trip to Wal-Mart and peruse the goods...and I definitely don't mean the locals. When entered the store we noticed it was all decked out for Halloween. We were oohing and aahing over the candy...until we saw the gates of hell (a blow-up entryway with a beckoning Grim Reaper). Now, being the adventurous types that we are, we couldn't just pass up a chance to pass through the gates of hell (never would have guessed the entrance to hell was at Wal-Mart...I would have figured it would be at Mejiers on a Saturday, but anyway...) Well, we passed through and what do you know....found more Halloween stuff....even pets!
Kirstie found an adorable kitten that just begged to be held....
And scratched under the chin. I think he likes it!
Deirdre and I found pets too! I found an adorable mouse and she found a feathered friend! Who knew Wal-Mart was the place for pets?
Tragically, our pets had to be left behind due to dorm pet regulations...nothing other than fish. Thankfully, the kitty found a good resting spot before we had even walked away. Those really expensive shirts should keep him warm for a while and I'm sure with a face like that, it won't be long until someone else adopts him.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
I filled her room with streamers and balloons displaying offensive names and phrases.
And then the best part of my whole revenge.....BRUTUS THE BIG BROWN SQUIRREL!
I posted the pictures on facebook last night thinking she wouldn't see them...I was wrong. I had a voicemail last night, "you slut-faced hoebag skank.... IT'S ON!" We'll see about that.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Here we are proudly displaying our handywork- but if anyone asks, it wasn't us.....
My creation number one: Helena The Hooker Hog.....notice the cleavage and sexy Virgina Slim Cigarette...yummy
My creation number two: Sheila The Slutty Sheep...notice the under-boob escapage and the skank tat....
Kaitlyn D's first creation: Barbie The Bootycall Bunny....notice the tight, SHORT leather dress and really comfortable looking heels.....
Kaitlyn D's second creation: Sally The Abused Skank Squirrel....at first Kait tried putting purple eyeshadow on Sally, but there was an accident....we are now blaming Sally's black eye on Brutus The Big Brown Squirrel. Also notice the fishnets and working-woman pumps....gotta sell those flowers, baby!
And last but not least, Kaitlyn P's creation: Phat Phenomena....notice the "boob squishing, fat mooshing" corset and Fullet (female mullet)....mmm.mmm.
So there you have it; crayons and coloring books aren't just for kids.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Last night was our first game and the first time we wore our shirts...of course we photograhed the occasion!
The team....(Back L-R: Stephen, Derek, Me, Kait Front: Meg)
This is our strategy....distract the other team and...DOMINATE!
Rockin' the sparkly, pink puffy paint!
Our game was at 9pm and took about an hour. We played two games and won both. Wahoo! Looks like it is going to be a good season!
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Monday, September 04, 2006
I'm thinking a little Raid is out of the question...maybe a rock...or a shotgun.... :) That could be interesting.
Thank goodness for a telephoto lens...these bees were swarming and I don't know about you, but a bee sting, or swarm, doesn't exactly sound like a good time.
One of my earliest memories of my Grandpa was when we would walk down to the mailbox and get the mail and on the way back, we would stop at the apple orchard.
We would walk around the trees and find the best looking apples. Grandpa would lift me up so I could reach to pick two apples. He's set me down and we would walk back to the house holding hands. We'd go inside and Grandpa would wash the apples in the kitchen and we sit together in the living room and eat them.
I can still remember the first sweet, crisp bite of an apple still warm from the sun.
Passing Grandma and Grandpa's grapevines also brought another memory to the surface.
When my brother, Michael, and I were younger, we would spend many days of our summer over at Grandma and Grandpa's house even though Mom didn't have to work. We would love to be at their house because our cousins, Joyce and Sam, were there everyday. We would go over and play for hours. Let me tell you, we were (and still are) some spoiled rotten grandkids. How many grandkids get a full playground in their grandparent's front yards?
Or a full-sized, sandbox with lid so the sand stays clean?
My point exactly...anyway...
Almost everyday, we would play outside-building forts, making up games and chasing each other all over. Most of the games would end up girls vs boys....unfair, I know, but it happened.
Toward the end of the summer, Grandma and Grandpa's grape vines would be loaded with bunches of grapes.
The perfect ammunition....
We would split into pairs, me and Joyce vs Sam and Michael and collect grapes in pouches we would make in the front our tshirts. After we were fully "loaded," we would give each pair a couple minutes to hide and then the war began. We would hunt for each other and then chase one another around the yard and fields, all the while pelting each other with unripened grapes. Let me tell you, unripened grapes sting when thrown hard enough!