Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Dear turning quarter of a century,

You rocked the casbah.

Thanks to everyone who made it an incredibly memorable day (emails, ecards, FB posts, phone calls, text messages, gifts, blog posts, waffles for breakfast, car decorating, a fryless Mighty Kids meal, blue plate for dinner, gluten free apple pie, movies, music, homemade Rancho market gift card, ice cream = lots of love).

I have a feeling 25 will be a very very good year.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Dear Samoa,

I can you hear your white beaches, palm trees and turquoise blue water calling. Thanks Air New Zealand for having an offer I couldn't possibly refuse...anyone else want to come along for the ride? May 15-June 1 (1 week in Australia + 9 days in Samoa).



*Note: to all my friends and family members who are not yet married, I don't mind if you decide to get married in an area where one (me) could easily extend their trip post-wedding to a tropical destination. Thank you Leah for being so considerate.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Dear Undergrad Education,

For the first time, in a really long time, I missed you.

I happened to come across the final script for my advertising capstone group project and I got the butterfly feeling in my stomach as I remembered all the long days, nights and the seconds leading up to the presentation.

How the group PWN just came together and rocked it. Our thumb bands, our homemade t-shirts (which I still wear), our posters, our kick A books, our TV spot...our trip that we won, but never went on.

THAT was a lot of a fun (not the trip part...everything before that).
Not that I would want to do it all over again, but still, I had fun.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Dear Road Conditions

(for Little Cottonwood Canyon),

I sadly won't be going to the Bird today because "The canyon road is currently restricted to vehicles with 4WD, AWD, or chains." I have none of those things.

Dang it.
Dang it.
Dang it.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Dear 60-day Review,

Remember when I forgot about you? So I showed up at work at 8am, business as usual until my supervisor asked if everything was ok. Yeah, I replied, Why do you ask? She looks at me with a furrowed brow. Your performance review was at 7:30. We can meet whenever you're ready, in a super nice but I knew was a little confused and maybe a little miffed as to why and HOW someone could possibly forget about their performance review (I'm still learning to cope with my life unattached to the blackberry).

I stammered a little, but firmly responded with I'm ready right now - of course, *#&^, @#$*, @!@# - was my mental response.

Great way to start the day.
Great way.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Dear RTA,

RTA (v.) - reply to all; a function in email that allows you to reply to all parties that sent and received an email. Sometimes used inappropriately causing an excess of non-relevant replies to flood one's Inbox. Very annoying. Very amusing.

For example - this is the original email I received at work:


Subject: Please stop feeding the cats



FYI…
The County Animal Services has requested that we ask our employees to stop feeding the feral cats that are hanging around the campus. There is an ordinance prohibiting feeding cats without licensing them, apparently feeding them is claiming some sort of ownership, so please refrain from feeding these feral cats or catch them and take them home.

Human Resources



As if the original notice from HR wasn't weird enough...this was the BIZARRE RTA that followed MINUTES after...



This RTA resulted in a chain of back and forth, off-line email conversations among my coworkers and I, trying to figure out who would do this sort of thing. I have never met the guy who sent the email, but he will always be known as the cat Cheezburger guy who inappropriately RTAs.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Dear Super Bowl,

WHICH ONE OF THESE IS NOT LIKE THE OTHER?


It's true, before tonight's game I thought the Steelers were playing the St. Louis Cardinals (option #3...with the cardinal perched on the baseball bat). Sports fans everywhere - you have my permission to collectively roll your eyes, shake your head and sigh in disappointment.

BUT REALLY - just for kicks - think how much fun that game would be if it were to happen...picture this, a Steelers linebacker bolting from home plate in an attempt to tackle the Cardinals pitcher while he stood on the mound, just getting ready to throw a curve ball. Or have the QB throw a pass to home only to have the batter swing at the pig skin with his Louisville Slugger and knock it out of the park.

I find it to be an amusing image - but then again I could have just committed some serious sports blasphemy crossing these 2 very different American sports.

I'll be the first to admit, I'm not a sports fanatic nor am I even remotely concerned about what's going on during the game (despite my past as a high school cheerleader). I will however admit that I liked a few ads. I've heard it said the ads are the best part of the Super Bowl - I say that's true, but on an ad by ad basis. Some are good. Some are awful.

GOOD
#1 - Freak outs in the car relating to work frustration?
I have no idea what they are talking about...



#2 - "...what are you going to do, turn off your TV and computer?? hahahahaha..."



AWFUL
- these ones I refuse to post in an effort to lessen the amount of garbage on the internet - but let's just say some of them had to do with Go-Daddy, E*Trade and Doritos. Sex unfortunately still seems to sell (boo), talking babies are not funny and eating chips to blast a female's outfit from her body? yeah, that guy deserved getting hit by a bus.

Oh and another non-football Super Bowl highlight? When Bruce Springsteen ran into the camera, crotch first. Celebrities! They're just like us!!