lottery

My friend at work said that if she won the lottery she would quit her job and be a lifeguard during the summer at the beach. This does not make sense to me. Because the reason she said she liked it was because she likes sun and water, but if you won the lottery you could do that without the pressure of saving lives, scary undertoes, and wearing a tight red one piece bathing suit. BUT you may get to work with this stud:

 

 

 

“Hey Nicole, time for training. We’ll start with the basics: growing a nice patch of chest hair and sucking your stomach in as you turn to the perfect angle for any photo op.”

treehouse of wood

I love log cabin. My dream would be to have a log cabin tree house where I could park my giant recreational vehicle underneath it. It would most likely have a fireman pole that would drop down directly into the driver seat of the RV. I could make a little sunroof directly above and leave it open for emergency getaways. The pole would stop about a foot above the RV so I could free fall into my oversized leather driver seat. Of course I will have a driver on duty, so once I drop into my control seat I can go back and start to play a crazy card game of war with whoever I have as a guest in my RV. The reason I will first drop into the driver seat is to let everyone on board know that I can drive if I want to, because I am an excellent driver, but that I choose not to. It’s a respect thing. I found a couple of log cabins that I would really enjoy, too.

I know this one isn’t a tree house, but I just really love how huge the logs are. It’s so cool.

Now, this one has a perfect RV parking spot. This could be dream world.

Lastly, this is the world’s tallest log cabin which was built by a russian gangster. Oh… just try to picture what the inside of this house looks like.. I can’t do it. Maybe a lot of safes?

moustashion

For some reason I have seen a lot of moustaches on the internet lately. Apparently they are making a comeback and I don’t know how I feel about it. The comeback is not necessarily on the face, but in the wardrobe!

 

 

 

Girls all over the world are getting angry that they can’t grow a stash, so they have to wear one around their neck. I would say this is 2/6 as good as actually growing one.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Babies have uprisen even more than women, because they can’t even grow some peach fuzz.

 

 

 

 

 

 

And this girl went for the gold and just got sticky moustache:

If you cover up her hair with your hands, she looks like she works in a street market in France. I can practically  hear her yelling ” baguette! baguette!” (but in french.) and with a Barry Manilow voice?

hair do

I was looking up online how to manage a cow lick cause sometimes my bangs just don’t work. I get tempted to cut my bangs all the way off sometimes, but I know that it will be a really hard growing back phase and I would most likely do this:

Let’s be honest. I’m not quite that fashion forward or backward.

One time I had a haircut and it looked like this:

 

Minus the hat, my hair turned under PERFECTLY like that. That was before I discovered using a straightener.

 

 

 

 Well, needless to say, hair always has a tendency to do weird things. Mine especially likes to curl under or out like a 8-year-old cute little bob, but when I originally looked up a picture for cow licks, this picture came up online:

 Apparently this is a picture from Cowlick Salon. Now, that is a good hair cut.  I wish that we were still allowed to sit in chairs like that to get worked on.  I would also be willing to sit in a giant ice cream cone so I could ask the hair stylist to color my hair to make it look like my favorite Neapolitan ice cream. I would even be willing to succumb to a swirlie if I could look more like Neapolitan ice cream. deliiish.

Today’s only second best

Thursday is better than friday. I know that my theory doesn’t apply to my life anymore, because I work on the weekends, but I still stand by the fact that thursday is better than friday. If I could order the days of the week from favorite to least favorite, here is what it would look like.

1. Thursday
2. Friday
3. Saturday
4. Sunday
5. Wednesday
6. Monday
7. Tuesday

Let me explain. I think that Thursday is the best for a few reasons. I think that anticipation is one of the most fun things about life and on thursday you are anticipating the weekend and how much fun it’s going to be. And you know that Friday is coming next. The reason friday is better than saturday is cause you still get to see your friends on friday(think elementary school) and on saturday sometimes you are bored because you can’t drive to see your friends. Also, teachers are a little more slack on Fridays.  If I learned one thing this past year teaching it’s that teachers love Fridays and summer way more than the students do.  I think that the rest of my order is pretty clear. You might be confused that Monday is better than Tuesday, but monday you get a fresh start which makes it a little better than waking up Tuesday and realizing you still have 4 days of work/school left. I miss elementary school. and cupcakes for birthdays. but I don’t miss my june birthday and not getting repped at school for it.

I wish I would have been that kid…

chirrsy

Today my name tag was remade. (not a scrolling light up kind NOR a magnetic kind.) It’s the kind that pierces your clothing. My name was indicated as Chirrsy. I kind of wanted to leave it like that so people would always try so hard to pronounce my name. It’s kind of exotic, I think.  Maybe it could be malaysian or something.  other exotic names:

Chisisi- Egyptian name meaning “secret”

I think I was born to be named this because I can never keep seecs.

Adeen- Irish name meaning “little fire.”

NO one would mess with you(unless there was a name that meant big fire.)

Acteon- a Greek name meaning ” a hunter dismembered by his own dogs.”

Really? Who would name someone that horrible name?

And now for a quiz. Which of the dogs originally dismembered Acteon?

A.

B.

Answer to come…

things I know I need. take 1

Now, some people think that recreational vehicles are just plain silly.  Those people are probably the same ones that wouldn’t consider Taco Bell a great sit down Sunday lunch. So what I will tell those people is to do the following: Think outside of the bun, and give RV’s a chance. Ever since I can remember I have wanted an RV. I think that it would be impossible to NOT have fun sitting on a couch sipping on a shirley temple playing a little 5 deck war while riding along the interstate with dad driving and blasting the beach boys. Even if you were just getting dropped off at school. I know I don’t get dropped off at school anymore, but still… So here a few pictures to convince you with:

Starting with the original RV:

 

Well, this was a model that Toyota put out to have station wagon by day-cozy comfy restaurant and bed by night. genius.

 

 

 

 

What more would you really need in life?

Here is the fancy of fancies RV:

And Finally, we have our RV of the future: