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My niece and nephew, Hannah & Carter, turned three today. I made a quick trip to God’s country for the party. It was a half princess and half cars party. The kids had a great time and I got a princess takeaway bag.

Here’s a few video clips of the kids singing to themselves. Take note of Hannah singing “Happy Birthday to just me” in typical princess fashion.

**Hannah and Carter, Happy Birthday! Your auntie Sarah loves you dearly and is very thankful such cute, spunky kids came into her life. I love you more than chocolate. Seriously.

do you ever have those days where the smallest things nearly cause you to snap? yesterday was that day for me. it started out great, slcup and i had a successful shopping trip where i brought home polka dot shoes and a butterfly bag. we decided to make a night of it and hit the gateway for a movie followed up by drinks at iggy’s.

after spending 30 minutes searching for parking in the garage my patience was lost. arriving at the theater the lines were absolutely insane. i went straight to the concession line thinking if i just had a diet coke i’d feel better. i gave up after 10 minutes and met slcup in the theater. we saw music and lyrics, despite my current hate of all things british i still love the very shaggable hugh grant!

i enjoyed the movie with the exception of old man fucker, who sat behind me and kicked my seat in sync with the music. which is unfortunate, because as the title implies there’s a lot of music! it took every once of self control not to turn around and punch him. instead, i compiled the following list in my head.

movie theater no-no’s:
1. never ever step on someone’s beautiful new bag.
2. under no circumstances is it appropriate to play ddr on the back of someone’s seat.
3. laying your feet across the seat of a complete stranger is not okay and just plain creepy.
4. text messaging during anything beyond the previews may result in your demise.
5. loudly fighting with your date is unacceptable–take your foreplay elsewhere.

before i post the following picture, i’d like to remind you that sometimes pictures are deceiving. i do not have one leg and two feet. i do, however, have really baggy jeans.

without further ado…
after spending entirely too many hours logged in bowling on the wii, i decided it was high time i left the house and pay tribute to a real bowling alley. a real bowling alley is one that serves beer in red plastic cups and makes me wear ugly shoes!

as i settled in i heard a familiar voice, one that could only belong to fellow blogger theorris. we’ve been discussing getting together for a bloggerfest, but to date nothing had been planned. apparently accidentally stalking him was the way to get him on the ball.

after bowling three games i realized i’m a much better wii bowler. remember the time i went office bowling and got a turkey? me, too. i had high hopes. at best last night i bowled a 87, my high wii score this week is 162. i blame the ball weight. i need something lighter than 10 pounds. perhaps it’s time to choose a ball that fits my hand rather than by color.

I love Valentine’s Day! So much in fact, I’m using proper punctuation and capitalization for this post. Now, that’s love!

Boo on all you that think it’s not a real holiday. Would Google change the mastiff on their home page if it weren’t? Um, yeah. I hate hearing men complain about it, come on guys it’s your freebie get some day. Buying flowers or even a card it not going to kill you.

when i told pmk and jb today i got the clap, their jaws dropped. after a moment they realized what i was trying to say, in std free language.

let me explain…

it’s no secret i have a shoe fetish. i find great delight in co-workers noticing my adorable footwear. the geeks never do. which is fine, they are after all geeks…and men. there’s the cutest chinese woman who works with me. everytime she likes my shoes she squeals with glee and claps her hands. i love it!

so when i wore my new “who needs ballet lessons when you can buy the best part” shoes, she clapped.

if i don’t smell like warm vanilla sugar tomorrow you’ll have to forgive me. you see, i ran out of shower gel and lotion this morning and when i stopped by trolley square tonight to pick some up, the only thing i picked up was the feeling of terror. i parked and started to walk into the mall when i was nearly crushed by hordes of people running out.

i’m home safe on my couch and realize my karma isn’t nearly as horrible as i thought.

i’ve never once been mistaken for a drag queen.

i saw the wedding date today. when i heard the line “i’d rather fight with you than make love with anyone else” i realized this is why i’m single. hearing cheesy classic lines like that and never hearing them in life has forever ruined me. damn actors!

nintendo is awesome. i love the idea of reading the news on a gaming system, especially when the reporter is a pal of mine. in fact, i feel that in order to be a better friend i need to own a wii. if that’s not justification i don’t know what is!

i found this on my doorstep tonight:i thought perhaps the mormon visiting teachers had struck again. that is until i took a closer look…beer and ice cream, my guilty pleasure foods! who says dreams don’t come true?

a huge thanks to the god of sugar and beer for providing some much needed comfort food!!