Elephant Smartness

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My Weekend in Pictures

I'm back from camp! While I was on the island, I learned some history:

Here's a view from my window. You know I took it from inside because you can see the reflection of the light fixture.

I saw a boat.

It was rainy most of the weekend, but quite scenic.

It was a beautiful weekend. It was like a vacation, but with stress.

Who invented the word "gal?"

Because the word "gal" is ugly. Do not call me a gal. It's especially odd to me to hear a young adult use the word. Because really, who uses the word "gal" besides old people?

Keeping it Real.

I've discovered that when I go through the drive-thru, I order wrong.

See:


We need some chicken up in here.

It's Snowing!

Okay, it's not snowing right now. But last night, this was the scene running through my head.

How Does This Thing Work?

So I was sitting in the waiting room at a certain tire store today, waiting for them to replace my winter tires with my all-weather tires for the summer (and then it snowed tonight, but that's another story), and two of the employees came into the room to hang some posters. I hear one of the guys say "How does this thing work?" Not a reassuring thing to hear from an employee at an establishment that is currently working on your car. Guess what he was talking about? A tape gun. The other guy desmonstrated to him how to pull the strip of tape out, and pointed out the sharp teeth which cut the tape. After a few awkward attempts, the tape gun newbie got it figured it out. Sort of.

So far my tires have all stayed attached to my car.

Go Google Yourself.

I googled my friend's name today, and came up with some interesting results. A few of the links had to do with her place of employment. One link highly amused me: an article that talked about how she owned a gas station in Wisconsin. She's been holding out on me.

I googled myself (It's smart to do that from time to time just to make sure there's not something crazy online--used to be you could find my cell phone by googling me), and I came up with several other people with my same first name. There's some chick in Salt Lake who has my first name, and she appears to be Mormon. She stole my name. I'm pretty sure I'm older. She needs to give it back.

So I decided to google family and friends. I googled the W's, and BoyW is an american watercolorist, and also an author of novels and poetry. GirlW is a famous australian singer, the owner of a yoga company, and an actress. All these hidden talents!

I googled all my family and found that both my sisters, my mom, AND my brother belong to this professional networking site. Is this a secret club you guys didn't tell me about? I wanna play too! Sister K was also acknowledged in a computer book. Sister A was listed on one of those find your high school classmate sites. It says where she lives and where she works. Since I've got the Safety Patrol in my blood (I was a crosswalk guard in the 6th grade), I emailed her and informed her of this. Stalkers could find her and follow her around!

My family has all kinds of hidden talents and accomplishments, too. My brother is apparently a doctor in Minnesota. My dad has played and taught tennis for 20 years. Who knew? Also he's an anime fan. That I totally knew. It's SO obvious.

My Dream Home

I love my house that I live in but I have a few things in mind that I think my roommate KP and I should add to achieve maximum comfort.

1. A hottub. That would be wonderful for my poor back that is one big knot between my shoulder blades and beyond.
2. A towel boy. To fan us when it's hot and fetch us rootbeer and possibly towels for when we emerge from the hottub.
3. A housekeeper. To cook us healthy, flavorful meals, do our laundry, and change lightbulbs.
4. Jacuzzi bathtubs in both our bathrooms. For when the hot tub is too far away and we can only make it the 5 steps to the bathroom.
5. A masseuse. For when the hot tub is just not cutting it.

I'm sure there are more things I could add, but for right now that is all I need in my dream home to make me happy.

Me, me, me!

I couldn't think of anything to blog about so I decided to check my horoscope and blog about that. The NY Postone said:

"You will soon get the chance to do something creative, something that gets you noticed, but if, in true Sagittarian fashion, you go over the top you may end up making as many new enemies as you do friends. Follow your star by all means but never forget that your actions affect other people."

Um, no. I don't think that over-the-top creatively quite describes me.

So I kind of struck out with the horoscopes.

The site I best identify with: the one for 13 year old girls. Cosmogirl.

There's even a mood ring test on cosmogirl. I'm blue today. I'm cool and relaxed.

THEN I decided that I needed to find a magic eightball. Then I could ask it questions in order to make important life decisions. I google magic eightball.

Q: Should Wendy and Will move?
A: Outlook not so good. (Totally did not shake the 8 ball 3 times. At all. I don't know what you're talking about.)

Q: Should I move to Paris?
A: Absolutely!

Q: Should I take Advil for my headache?
A: No Way! (Okay, obviously the magic eight ball is on crack.)

Q: Will I get a car for my birthday?
A: Ask again later.

Q: Will I get a car for my birthday?
A: Outlook not so good.

Q: Will I get a car for my birthday?
A: Ask again later.

Q Will I get a car for my birthday?
A: Yes. (Aw, guys, you shouldn't have!)

Q: Will I go back to Paris soon?
A: Absolutely!

Q: Should I go to work tomorrow?
A: Ask again later.

Q: Will I get to go to Disneyland this year?
A: My sources say no. (stupid sources!)

Q: Should I go to work tomorrow?
A: Outlook not so good. (sweet!)

Q: Should this be my last question?
A: Ask again later.

Q: Did Baby Girl rub cookie on the wall?
A: Definitely. (This thing knows all!)

Q: Can I please have a million dollars?
A: My sources say no.

Q: I said please!
A: No way!

Q: Pretty please?
A: Absolutely!

Q: Can we make this my last question?
A: Absolutely!

Here's Kermie!

For Little Man:


It's a classic.

Happy Saint Patrick's Day

What better way to say it than with Muppets! (Thanks W :) )

Kick Off Your Sunday Shoes

When I was about five (that was for my sister), one of my favorite songs to sing was Footloose. I remember vividly putting on my sunday shoes, going out to the swing set, swinging as high as I could and singing the song at the top of my lungs, and when I got to the line "kick of your sunday shoes," I would kick my shoes off. Then I would stop the swing, go and get my shoes, put them on, and do it all over again. I'm sure my mom was thrilled when she did my laundry, because I seem to remember that I was wearing socks.

My other favorite song was the theme song to The Greatest American Hero


My friend Paul taught it to me when I was about five one day while we played on the slide. We sang it as we "flew" down the slide. Because he flew in that show. Note the super cool special effects. I remember I liked that show when I was little, although my memories consist of his perm and the theme song. They just don't make tv like that anymore.

Dolores Umbridge Sighting

I have met a woman who looks exactly like Dolores Umbridge. For those of you who are Harry Potter challenged, she's the evil teacher/government official in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. This woman I met has the same facial expressions one would expect from Dolores. She thinks very highly of her own opinions and bestows them upon others as though we should to. The only thing she is missing is she doesn't do the little throat clearing thing she does in the book. Also she doesn't have a pink bow in her hair. That I've seen yet.

Can You Hear Me Now?

I'm not one of those people who are offended by people talking on their cell phone in the grocery store. To me that's no different than having a conversation with the person who came to the store with you. And some of us don't have people to take to the store with us. So I really think that people need to chill if they are worrying about people on cell phones in public. I'm also not generally bothered by people who drive and talk on their cell phones. It's less distracting to me to be on my cell phone than it is to have two loud kids or 4 teenagers in my car. Mind you, I would not combine the kids and the cell phone in general. That's just TOO much distraction. But unless someone is swerving, making stupid traffic decisions, or going 20 under the speed limit, I don't get why people get so worked up about it. All these "hang up and drive" bumper stickers make me want to whip out my cell phone and pull up alongside the cranky person who apparently spent money to whine about something stupid.

What I DO find rude, inappropriate, and silly, is people who answer cell phones in meetings or while someone is speaking to the group, without leaving the room. This has happened twice in the last few days. One of them was a woman who showed up an hour and a half late to the meeting, and then took a call shortly after arriving. Didn't even bother with the pretense of moving to get out of her chair. The other one was a woman who totally talked over the presenter at a Pampered Chef party- didn't lower her voice, totally had a conversation about what was going on and what the plans were for the day. Come on, people. Step in the other room.

I am admittedly attached to my cell phone to the extent that I panic if I forget it, and worry about it until I find it. In my defense, part of the worry springs from the fact that I have on more than one occasion dropped my phone in a parking lot. So far I've lucked out and found it laying in the same place not run over, or turned into a desk, but you never know when that luck will change. Even I can generally withstand the temptation to answer my phone in meetings, at restaurants, or when in the middle of a conversation. Those things I do think are rude. It tells the person speaking to you that their time is not valuable to you, and that whatever they are trying to communicate is not important for you to hear. THAT is inconsiderate.

But I still wouldn't buy a bumper sticker.

If I Were Queen, I Would Eat Cake AND Be Thin

I am a big movie nut. If you did not know that, we have probably not met. Or possibly you don't listen when I talk. Tonight I watched Marie Antoinette with Kirsten Dunst. I know at least a few of you are quite bothered by her, but I find her endearing. Plus she's got dimples, and people with dimples are cute. Also I love period dramas, so I entered into this movie with a great deal of hope. It succeeded in several ways. The clothes were pretty. There were lots of great shoes. All the shots of Versailles were gorgeous. (I've been there- they did not show any shots of the big gravel lot we walked across when we got there, or the busses and cars parked there. Odd.) Kirsten was fairly convincing as a light hearted teenager who found french customs odd, which they were. As someone who is most defnitely not a morning person, I would have to say the whole custom of all the females at court helping the dauphine dress would greatly irritate me. Mind you, I'm not sure how much any of the story matched up with history, but it kind of sparked my interest, so I might just have to read something.

On the down side, we spent a lot of time watching her lie around, and giggle, and eat sweets. (AND she was a stick throughout it all. 'Cause apparently all that lying around helped her to burn off the calories. I should totally try that. I'm going to lie here in my bed and you all can bring me sweets, 'kay? But don't get any ideas. I don't need help getting dressed, or to be woken in the morning by 20 of you standing in my room looking cute while I look... grumpy.) It seemed to drag a little. It was slow at the beginning, then picked up a little, and just when you felt like you were getting somewhere, it slowed down. Then it ended. Abruptly. Not really sure what happened to them after they were taken from Versailles. Also I wasn't really clear on if they went willingly or if the mob was still there somewhere. (I'm sure you all know what happened. I have always had this suspicion that I'm the only one who doesn't remember all this history, even though I'm pretty sure I learned it once. You can laugh at me in my ignorance, but please don't point and laugh. I can't take the pointing.)

And another thing (spoiler here, so skip this paragraph if you want to be surprised). Romantically it left much to be desired. She finally seems to have befriended and seduced her husband, and then a few scenes later she takes a lover. What is that?

All in all it was a pretty movie, but unsatisfying in many ways. One that's good to netflix, but not to own. That's my opinion.

On the subject of tv, every once in a while I happen upon Tim Gunn's Guide to Style on Bravo. It's on tv right now, hence the odd swerve in topic. I love Tim. He's fabulous. But the model they have as his little sidekick is very... unapproachable. That's the only word I can find to describe her right now. I don't want to be her friend. If I don't want to be her friend, why would I let her dress me?

Pretty, Shiney Hair!

I got my hair cut and colored tonight. It's a very pretty dark, dark brown with some red in it. Also it's very shiney. Also, it's very, very soft. I currently don't have any product in it. I want to love it and pet it. It's quite sassy. I would take a picture and post it, but it's not styled, plus I don't wanna post a picture of me.

I've decided that I am quite entertained by Eli Stone. It's a tv show, for those of you who are too cool to pick up a remote. One of the things that I find entertaining that many people may not have caught is that so far every episode has been named after a George Michael song. I know this because I grew up with a sister who had a huge poster of George on her wall for quite a while. I know most of his songs, even from Wham. And I think people who don't appreciate his music are wierd. So it was hilarious to me to see him make a cameo in the first episode. And it has been fun to hear his music in some of the episodes. I'm also happy to tell you that according to tvguide.com, he will make two more appearances, and it appears he has actual lines. Yes, I know, he has had some interesting personal moments in real life. But that doesn't mean his music isn't good.

Now I have this song in my head:

Technology Hates Me

So I have this printer that I got for free, which is my favorite price. It's been sitting in my room for quite a while unused, and I tried hooking it up tonight, now that I have the right cable to connect it to my computer. It totally hooked up to the computer and they were on speaking terms and everything, and I was so excited. Then I tried to print. First it jammed, then it just gave me error messages, and then I pulled the cartridge out for the third time to see if it wasn't in right, and it wouldn't go back in. And THEN my printer decided to power off and I can't get it to turn back on. So I give up. For tonight. And I may have to call Tech Support. And by tech support I mean one of my lucky friends who is on speaking terms with technology. Because right now everything I touch seems to go on strike. Everything recovers eventually, but first it up and quits with no warning for no apparent reason.

I know I'm Hot, but...

Why is it that at least 2 out of 3 times a guy has hit on my lately (because, you know, I get that all the time), it has been when I have had virtually no makeup on, my hair is in a pony tail I did not look in the mirror to affix, and I feel ooky. It happened again today. I was coming out of the library thinking about how I hate mean people, and especially crabby women, and some guy was all "hey, beautiful." Really I'm surprised I didn't get some serious flirtage on my way out of the gym tonight, because if the No Makeup Ponytail look is hot , then the No Makeup Ponytail Bright Red Sweat look should be smoking. Can I hear a "How YOU doin?" boys and girls?

Reunited!

And it's understood...

Don't know any of the other lyrics but I have that part of the song stuck in my head now. I got my laptop back today. They put in a new lcd monitor. It's all happy and colorful now. I'm so excited! AND it was covered by warrantee, so I didn't have to pay for it. All is right with the world again.

I Feel All Sad and Lonely

My laptop is sick. I think it's a little depressed. The fields that are usually white are black, and the lettering is white. Things that are usually red are blue, and things that are usually blue are pink. It's all very pale and pastel-y. Except for the black part, of course. So I had to take my laptop to the laptop doctor today, and they are keeping it for the week. 7-10 business days, but sometimes it's 5-7. So please, Mr. Techman, fix it quick so I can have it back for the weekend!