Ahhhh.....

Normally if you saw a set of these, you would probably turn and run. However, I just got back from my hair appointment where I got one of the best head massages of my life. And I have to say that it was in large part due to those long, scary, acryclic things. (And yes, they were decorated with a Christmas motif). Seriously, there is nothing better than someone massaging your head for 10 minutes with music playing in the background and a pleasant smelling shampoo aroma in the air. I wish it could last forever. Ahhhh.....

More SNL Fun

This is another clever song from SNL. Andy Samberg is pretty creative. This one is clean for the whole family. Enjoy!

Justin Timberlake SNL

Tia and I used to watch SNL every week. There were normally five or six funny skits every week, but lately they just haven't been funny and we haven't even been watching. However, the last time that Justin Timberlake hosted we thought that it was super funny, so we decided to tivo last weeks SNL with Timberlake as the host and musical guest. I thought that this particular skit was hilarious, while dirrrty and probably inappropriate even Tia got a good laugh at it. So I warn those who are faint of heart that they might be offended by this. I wonder how many ladies really want this for x-mas.

So apparently my significant other thinks this is a bit too much to put onto the blog. Thus I have attached a link. Once again if locker room humor is not your cup of tea don't go to the link.

Me as a dog

This is how I felt at church today. I was totally sitting there singing in sac, but I could NOT stay awake!! Sometimes I wonder if I have a mild form of narcilepsy or something.

Ice Ice Baby...

Obviously this is not my foot, but something similar. Although I don't shave my legs often, they don't usually get this bad.

So....yesterday as I was walking down the driveway to get into my car to go to work, I totally biffed it. My leg bent at the knee and went behind me and all of my weight landed on my ankle. As I was laying on the end of the driveway, I frantically called Peter and told him to come home and take me to the doctor. Hearing the panic in my voice, his first thought was "Has Romey been hit by a car?"

As I laid on the driveway pondering what my next move was, my neighbor drove by and stopped to help me back up to the door. When I stood up, I started to completely black out. At which point two other neighbors came over to help. They layed me on the ground and covered me with blankets. By this point, the first neighbor had gotten concerned and called 911. So, pretty soon, the whole fire truck squad was there. Luckily, by the time they arrived, I was feeling much better and could actually see out of my open eyes and so I asked them to cancel the ambulance. They helped me into the house and then Peter came to take me to the doctor.

Are you kidding me? Talk about causing a scene. This was so embarassing. Not to mention a major inconvenience. I was just getting stoked about skiing over Christmas break and now I'm not so sure that is the best idea. Luckily it was just a bad sprain and not a break, but I feel like an old lady hobbling around here. This is the first time in my life I have ever sprained anything. So it looks like the next two days will be full of tivoed Oprah and Ellen shows and I guess I can finally get to those Christmas cards.

Easton Under the Bed

Just to put everyone at ease who was worried that I wasn't doing an adequate job of protecting my wife, and to put any meth smoking neighbors who might be interested in breaking into my house on notice, I have reacquired one of my childhood possessions, a bat. It is now being stored under my bed and I am more than willing to crack the dome of anyone who attempts to enter my abode without a proper invite.

Disturbing

1:00 a.m. laying in bed
me: Peter I think I hear someone in our driveway
P: No, just go back to sleep*
2 minutes later....
me: There are people in our driveway right now!
P: You're right. What should I do?
me: I don't know, maybe go turn on the outside lights?

So last night/early this morning, there were definitely people in our driveway, near our back patio. We have no idea what they were doing because by the time we looked out the window, they were gone. We could see some strange vehicles outside driving around and we also could make out about four people on the street. They were being pretty loud, which is why I woke up in the first place. We called the cops, but by the time they came, every one was gone.

This is disturbing on a few levels. First of all, our back patio is about 120+ feet from the street. It's not something you just "wander" on to. Second, after this happened, it kept me awake the better part of the night because I realized that we have absolutely no way to defend ourselves. I'm guessing this was probably some high school kids running around the neighborhood, but what if it had been a real intruder with the intent of doing some type of harm?

The best that we could come up with is to turn on the outside lights. Oooh...that will really scare them away. Or call the cops...who knows when they will arrive. I'm absolutely anti-guns, but how else should citizens protect themselves in their own homes? We don't even own a baseball bat to keep next to the bed. I think I might have a miniature can of mace lying around somewhere. If I wanted to get really neurotic, I guess I could bring one of the kitchen knives upstairs and keep it in the nightstand. Although, those things have a hard time even cutting chicken.

I guess my point is that it's pretty scary to think of how defenseless we are capable of being in our own home. The only alternative that might make me feel a little safer (besides Peter pumping up so that he looks like Daniel Craig), is if we get an alarm system. Other than that, let's hope for the best.


*Peter has said this exact comment to me before when I woke up in the middle of the night hyperventilating and told him that I thought I was dying. Thankfully, it was just a bad case of heartburn.