Ugh, Ugh, Ugh.  I said recently I was done complaining but I LIED! But it is more complaining about things I can change.  So now I am plotting and planning change type things.  I am also planning a nap, but that is for later.

Right now, my main complaint is the heat.  Every one here in OK acts like the present heat wave is just so unusual.  Most summers here aren't THIS hot.  I'm not sure how they don't remember that pretty much ALL of our summers are this hot, or very, very, very close.

In short, I STILL dream of living somewhere that has more mild summers and very real winters.  I do not, however, want to take another bar exam.  So my plan involves waiting until the 5 year mark for reciprocity and then BAM, I'm outta here!

Sharks or dolphins?

I recently jumped back into the dating pool.  I am not sure how great an idea this has been for me.  Because my picker is evidently still broken.  Basically, don't date guys who can't rock an untucked shirt.  There's a reason for this rule....  No clue what that reason is either, but there IS a reason.  Just for a minute, do you guys have ANY idea how hard it is to type with a Great Dane on your arm?  It is really only kinda hard, like 4 on a scale of 1 to 10.  But mainly because her is only 5 pounds right now.  I'm going to work on weaning her off the arm laying by next month, when she will probably weigh 50 pounds thereby making it a difficulty of 20 on a scale of 1 to 10.

I really need to talk, belatedly, about the Casey Anthony Trial.  I really want to know where I could find a pink tuxedo shirt like that.  Soooo cute. 

But anyway, about my dating endeavors.  What I have learned is that when I date guys with soft hair and green eyes, it is going to fail.  Also, these specific guys don't mind it so much if girls lie.  So while I was being honest, it turns out lying works better with this specific guy.  Since lying is never going to be something I am good at, clearly I need a guy with more coarse hair and brown or blue eyes.

Hey, don't lean on that door lock over there

I don't think these two are father and son because Billy Bob Thornton is entirely too hot to have spawned Timothy Olyphant.  BUT, they are clearly using the same clown to do their dental implants. 

Right, well

At this moment, my dog is barking at the neighbor who lives next door and has made the horrible decision to mow his own yard. He is paying for it dearly by being forced to endure the bark of my annoying, yappy dog. I am even annoyed and I am not the one bearing the brunt of the bark, nor am I mowing. My blogging has been entirely erratic, which is much how I am in person as well. I have come to the realization that if you have ever read my blog, you know that you cannot count on me to return consistently. I am on twitter and facebook and I am consistent to post mindless things on facebook. Otherwise, for goodness sake, do not count on me. My friend, Tori, has been posting consistently on certain days. I like that idea. Being tied down to a specific day of the week frightens me, because I am terribly passive-aggressive and I seriously will not like being forced, even by myself, to commit to something. SO, from this point forward, I promise to post on my blog on a day of the week.

Now, onto the more important things.... Like should I get up or should I take a nap now?

Frankly Scarlett, I don't give a damn

The best blogging ideas come to me when I am driving and cannot possibly write them down or when I am asleep, when I also cannot possibly write them down because I like being asleep.

So I am going to talk about my upcoming road trip. To the North East Coast. New Englandish. Because it has been a year now. I have not taken a serious road trip in the SUV. For some reason, beyond the hideous gas mileage, I am dreading the beast. Even though it will actually be a great thing for a road trip. We have no set plans except to get to PA and go from there. Prom is coming up. Last year D's dress was from Pittsburgh. Needless to say no one at prom had that dress. This year we are thinking NY, MA or CT for her prom dress. The options are endless. Because that part of the USA is the most awesome.

Just saw Adjustment Bureau today. And that together with recent quotes on Facebook posted by random friends just increase my need to relocate. For instance, the Mark Twain quote about looking back in twenty years.... will I regret it if I don't do it? Why yes, I will. The longest journey begins with the first step. I think I can.

I think I am right here... But I have more...

I think Jack Nicholson is Leonardo DiCaprio's dad. I have more thoughts like this I intend to share. I am sharing because keeping them in my head makes my head hurt really bad. It is hard to contain it! It is the eyebrows, the eye set, the bags under the eyes, the noses, the hair line (the hair line Nicholson used to have and the one DiCaprio is starting to have....)

The Road

I really have a lot to say. Thankfully for the lot of you I am not near a computer when my brain flows over with thought.

Tonight, I had to run to the store for ice. My fridge won't make ice until it is hooked up properly, and I have been completely spoiled by not having to hook up the thingy the last few houses and so I truly have no clue and thus, bagged ice. The checker and I had a nice conversation:

C: Uh, it is 8 degrees outside, why do you need ice?
Me: Well, it isn't 8. It is 27. And I need it for my coke.
C: Okay. So, the Steelers are winning.
Me: I LOVE Pittsburgh.
C: Steelers fan?
Me: Uh, City of Pittsburgh fan.
C: Really? Have you actually been there?
Me: Once I drove through there, twice I went there on purpose. Spring Break!
c: For real?
Me: Yep. I want to live there I like it so much.
C: Your kids are lucky. Will you adopt me?

And thus, Pittsburgh really is cool. I KNEW IT!!!!