FYI - Despite a horrible head cold with congestion and 8 inches of snow in Cow Town, I officially passed my confined water dives for Scuba certification. I successfully learned how to prepare my scuba unit, breathe underwater, flood and clear a mask, breathe underwater without a mask, perform a fin pivot, perform a 5 point descend, hover underwater (aka bouyancy control) and breathe from an alternate air source, to name a few. Now I just have to pass my open water dives, which will take place in Hawaii!! Go me :)

I'm having a Ross Geller moment

So, I'm not wearing leather pants today, but I'm wearing fresh from the dryer jeans. Just before putting on my very tight jeans, I put Neutrogena's Body Wrap lotion on my legs, and now I have to stretch my legs every time I walk so that my jeans will fit better. Not to mention, my legs are starting to sweat now. Great.

Thats a spicy meat-a-ball!

So, I'm sitting at my desk typing away, listening to Pandora radio (my customized Louis Armstrong station), when all of a sudden, I hear the following:

"I’ll be glad when you’re dead you rascal you
I’ll be glad when you’re in your grave you dog
When your dead and in your grave no more ravioli will you crave
I’ll be glad when you’re dead you rascal you
I’ll be glad when you’re dead you rascal you
I’ll be glad when you’re in your grave you dog
I invite you to my house for a meal; all my meatballs you try to steal!
Oh, you’re a dirty dog"

I was intrigued by this weird little song because it has dark humor lyrics set to a really happy tune. My only conclusion was that whoever wrote this song must be suffering from Only Child Syndrome because to wish death on someone for stealing a meatball is harsh! And yes, you guessed, I'm a little biased because I'm a meatball stealer, but I'd like to think of it more as co-habituation.

Part cat, part fish = catfish

I'm getting Scuba Certified tomorrow for Hawaii!!! I've been kind of intimidated by scuba diving lately, but everyone's been telling me I've got nothing to worry about. I guess the saying is true - "Scuba diving is so easy, even a cat can do it!" Not really sure if I quoted that correctly.

Summer Dreaming

I just stumbled on this photo of Marilyn Monroe, and it got me dreaming of summer. Its going to be 64 degrees in Cow Town today! Not quite swimsuit weather yet, nor is my body ready to grace the world in a swimsuit, but summer is calling my name. Hawaii in 75 days! Better start applying the sunless tanner now and invest in some disposable razors...I may actually have to trim my leg hair first...sick :) "Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it." ~ Russel Baker. I'm sure Baker did not mean this quote in my context, but I thought it fit...hehe.

There always after me Lucky Charms!

This is how my work celebrates St. Patty's Day.

Top O' the Mornin' to Ya!

May you enjoy the four greatest blessings:

Honest work to occupy you.
A hearty appetite to sustain you.
A good woman to love you.
And a wink from the God above.

It be raining in Cow Town this lovely Irish morning, but if you've ever been to the Emerald Isle, then you know this is the perfect Irish weather. I surely do have the Luck of the Irish with me this fine March 2010. After 4 years of long distance with Blake, I will finally be moving to the same town, and in only 2 months, we will be married! God must surely be winking at Blake and I from above :)

To get you into the Irish spirit this lovely St. Patty's Day, here are a few photos from mine and Blake's adventure in Ireland: