So, Paul usually gets one or sometimes two days off per week, but last week by some fluke, he got Wed/Thu off and then Sunday off as well! It was awesome. On Wednesday we both went to get haircuts. Paul looks gorgeous as always with his newly shorn hair and my hair turned out cute as well. We just go to a cheap place but the woman who cut my hair was good. I love getting my hair cut because A) I feel so much better when its thinned out and not so hot on my neck B) It feels SO GOOOOOOD to have someone brushing my hair and pulling on it gently and rubbing my head C) The people who cut my hair always gush 'your hair is so thick and healthy, what's your secret?' I could do with hearing that every day. (Btw, my secret for great hair is...get ready... genetics).
After that we went to his work to drop something off and sat down for a bite to eat. They have great food there and I love the fact that Paul's coworkers feel free to sit down with us and chat, they are almost all really nice. (Plus his boss showed him the paperwork that he got from a recent secret shopper - Paul was keying that night and he got 100%, they referred to him as 'actively interacting with and leading the employees' 'neatly groomed and easily identified' 'friendly and energetic' etc. In other words, Paul rocks, which I already knew, but its nice for head office to know too)
Then we headed to Walmart for some groceries. We also wanted to pick up a bathroom scale cause I get nervous not being able to weight myself. I have some sort of unformed fear that if I don't weigh myself regularly I will one day be so fat that I can't get out of bed. So we looked in small appliances and the bathroom section, but there was no sign of scales. So, I finally found an employee who, of COURSE, did not speak English. Then we walked around still more and saw only the same employee. Paul said he would go ask her in Spanish, but as he was walking towards her, he looked at me and said 'I have no idea how to say "scale" in Spanish'. So we kept looking. Finally, we found another employee who took us to the two sections that we had already been, then finally found the scales - in the hardware department. They were, inexplicably, right next to outdoor light fixtures. But, we did find a nice, cheap, accurate scale and all three of us were pleased with what it said. Paul also bought a $5 movie. It was 'Hudson Hawk' with Bruce Willis and we watched it that night, it was really good.
The rest of the week we didn't do much, but we got a lot of time together, even some nice alone time, so that always makes me happy. At one point, for some reason, Paul said the word 'Jenga' and so the rest of the weekend I could only pay a portion of my attention to everything because at least 50% of my brain was occupied saying this ' You take a block from the BOTTOM and you put it on top. You take a block from the MIDDLE and you put it on top. That's how you build a tower, you just can't stop. Then you start all over PUTTING BLOCKS ON TOP!!!!!' At least, that' s how I recall the song going. I also recollect it as being sung by children, well more chanted by children. And it seems to me that they sang it very agressively. ' You WILL START ALL OVER!!! You WILL PUT BLOCKS ON TOP!!!'.
This was a boring post and not very well written. But...I dunno, I have felt unpostish lately and this is what you're getting. Now, go out and PUT BLOCKS ON TOP!
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Jenn we have been friends for many years. Those years are now over, because you put the jenga song in my head. Die in a fire! A fire made out of jenga blocks!
--Chris
Because Andrea has gotten me obsessed with knowing the words to every song (and now jingles, apparently) ... here ya go:
"jenga, jenga, j-j-j-jenga. you take a block from the bottom and you put it on top, you take a block from the middle and you put it on top. That's how you build the tower; you just don't stop. You keep building that tower putting blocks on top. It teeters and it totters, but you don't give up; it weebles and it wobbles, but you build it on up. You take a block from the bottom and you put it on top, you take a block from the middle and you put it on top, till someone knocks it over, and that's when you stop, but you can start all over putting blocks on top."
" jenga: great game with a strange name"
Hee Hee.
You can blame Andrea if you never, ever get this out of your head :p
Also, I get the same comments about my hair at the hairdresser. My secret is also the same ... eerie.
I had something witty to say, but my computer crashed, and when it did, my comment did, too. I'm lame. Jealous of your thick hair, mine stinks. Glad you and Paul had some good together time. My man is still out of town.
Jenga? Is this some 80's thing that I missed out on because I was raising kids, or worse yet, some 70's thing that I missed out on because I was -- oh, well, no need to supply too much information...
I also like someone brushing through my hair, except Frank expects me to do the same for him and there's not much there to brush on his pate! Mom2
I have bad hair AND bad skin. I have nothing but bad things to say about my genetics! Grumble! I also can't believe that Angie is trying to pin any Jenga lyric craziness on me! I've never even played Jenga. Chris had some knockoff game with beans and a block shaped like an egg.
I wasn't blaming you, Andrea, for the Jenga lyrics themselves, just for the fact that I HAD to look them up and share them ;)
And, actually, I don't think I've ever played Jenga either.
I must have giggled at the wrong thing because i now too have a zit. And its not just a zit, its the biggest, reddest zit ever and it's in the exact centre of my nose.
Btw, this is the most comments that I have ever gotten on a post and I can't believe its JENGA that did it all!
Also, btw, does anyone know the lyrics to the song "The Last Resort" by the Eagles. I have a question about the lyrics that the internet cannot answer, but I won't post it unless people actually know the song.
ALSO, btw, I'm SO jealous of people with good skin, so I have to hate you a bit now, Reba. I never sleep in my makeup anymore, but when I used to be a bar goer, I would come home at 5 in the morning drunk off my ass and not bother to take the makeup off. That meant that I would have zits and generally poopy skin til the next weekends bar excursion.
However, I do sympathize with the white hair thing. I used to get tons of white hairs, but since my depression has evened out a bit I only get a few. I still get few enough that I pull them out savagely when I see them. I would like to know why Matt's hair is going white at the temples and its all distinguished and my grey hair wants to make me cry.
And yet another btw...I liked Jenga but I didn't like that other one, but I don't know what its called. Its like a clear tube and you stick, well, sticks through all these holes and then dump marbles on them and pull out the sticks one at a time and try not to let the marbles fall. I hate that one because when the marbles fall I have a nervous breakdown.
Much like the game Perfection, which may have set the tone for my life. I used to play it at my aunt and uncle's and I now understand why my parents refused to buy it for me. Its the one where you press the screen down and then try to fit all the weirdly shaped plastic pieces into the right matching hole and if you don't succeed, the frame pops up loudly and with a buzz and the pieces go everywhere. I always had a near heart attack every time. I remember that if I didn't make it and the thing popped up I would shriek and then sit there with my hand on my heart for 5 minutes. This was at age 10 or younger.
I think that that is the quality about me that is most annoying to my friends and loved ones, my extreme jumpiness. Me shut up now :)
The game you're talking about, with the tube, sticks and marbles, is called Ker-Plunk (sp?). My sister and I had that game when we kids and loved it :)
I feel for ya, Reba. The one on my nose is exactly the same. Its humiliating. And it is showing no signs of going away yet.
And, yes! kerplunk! Grrrr!
Should I mention I'm one of those people with decent skin? I never wear makeup, and never did, even as a teenager. I have dry skin, tho so I think that's why I never had acne. I get one from time to time, but not bad normally.
I played Jenga, but never Kerplunk. My memories of Perfection were as a little kid, about three, when I was in the hospital for a collapsed lung. I played it in my hospital bed like crazy. I was out of the oxygen tent by then and was quite rambunctious. We kept losing pieces, which made the game easier, lol.
P.S. I am adding to the number of comments!! hahahahahah! Marathon!
I was talking to my sister about the hair/skin stuff and she reminded me of what I've told her before. Yes, I have good, thick, dark hair. But, that also means that I am hairy all over. I must spend 3 hours a week in hair removal. So, that balances out I think. And Jenna, I think its the same thing with skin, you have dry skin so you don't get a lot of acne but you probably have to do a lot of moisturizing and stuff, whereas my oily skin makes me acne prone but I -never- use moisturizer and still have very smooth skin. In fact I just realized the other day that I'm pretty lucky in one way - due to my oily skin and chubby face, I have NO wrinkles yet and I'm mid-30's. (Well laugh lines when I smile, but that's it)
Yeah, I have to be careful with moisturizer. My mom just gave me this cool Oil of Olay stuff that is lotion plus a bit of color, it isn't quite a self tanner, but it will lightly tone your skin. It's awesome...I have color on my legs finally, and haven't spent much time in the sun. There's a separate one for just the face, too. LOVE IT!
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