Post titles are eluding me.

• Do you remember the other day when I had my “oh my God I feel old” moment? I had another one yesterday. This one was so abrupt that I literally had to put my hand out to steady myself. I received an essay that began with the sentence…”I visited NYC for the first time the summer before 7th grade, coincidentally merely weeks before 9/11…” Think back to how old you were when 9/11 happened. Takes your breath away doesn’t it? Ah, youth.

• I am shocked at how many of you had never even heard of the awesomeness that is Oregon Trail. For shizzle, I lived for computer class. The deal was when you finished your “assignment” you had the choice of either playing Oregon Trail or Number Munchers. (And they were on floppy disks. Not the ones we know and don’t use today, those were called hard disks way back when. (at least that’s what they called it where I went to school) These floppy disks were like 4-5 inch squares.) When playing Oregon Trail you had the task of choosing a profession, speed of daily journeys, and you got to name your other wagon members. I’m not going to lie, all of my wagon members were the boys I had crushes on. The best part of the game (sadistically) was when someone died and you got to write something on their tombstone. An example of what I would write? “Here lies Ryan. He died b/c he wouldn’t make me his girlfriend.” No joke. It was an awesome way to get out my playground frustrations.

• Also, Number Munchers rocked as well.

• My husband and I got a new couch last night! And by”got a new couch” I mean my parents are having a new couch delivered today and we got their old one. It looks amazing with my living room furniture, even matching my husbands 10 year old (?) green recliner. We’ve moved the other couch into the game room and have officially moved the last bit of non-adult furniture out. The couch bed, better known as the top bunk from my childhood bunk beds.

• The bad thing about the new couch? It bit me. One of the upholstery staples underneath the couch scratched my index finger on my right hand. Thank goodness I know how long it’s been since my last tetanus booster!

• Today I’m rocking pigtails. I’m not sure why but I woke up this morning and said to myself, “self, you’re going to rock some pigtails today!” Behold!

• And finally, my sister and I are going to go see The Rocky Horror Show tonight. Not the movie, the musical. And rumor is that there’s audience participation. But honestly, I’m really going b/c I’m interested to see what college kid they got to play Frankenfurter. Dude, any 18-22 year old guy that will willingly wear a corset, fishnets, and massively high heels has got some serious onions***.

*kisses*

***Thank you Peter for helping me come up with a much better way to say “that dude has balls.” Onions is genius! Genius I say!