Please Excuse My Drought Afflicted Snippets
Forgive me for my lack of posts over the last few weeks. I am sure you are just dying to know my thoughts, ideas, opinions, life lessons, updates on life, etc. I mean how could you possibly go on with your life?
Yes, the GMAT took place. No, the GMAT did not win! OK, well maybe, but it depends on the perspective you choose to take while assessing the situation. I am certain the GMAT is a complete piece of crap when it comes to MBA program acceptance and no matter how much you study or spend time memorizing ridiculous formulas and fraction/decimal conversions, it doesn't pay off. But, no need to fret, I made a decent score (570) in many programs' eyes. Since I have had some time to regroup, I am now heading places (places who actually care about other more important strengths I have as an applicant and who want me to choose them).
I could now begin my rant about a particular university's MBA program, but I will refrain because I refuse to waste any more of my precious time on such a pathetic program. Take my $50 application fee and shove it where the sun doesn't shine (unless you happen to frequent European beaches)! I should hear back any time now about my acceptance into another SEC MBA program. Go ahead, call me a sell out, but hey, it's only for a year and I'll always be a Tiger at heart (just struggling for the time being).
In other news, the Easter bunny decided to make searching for my basket quite the task this year! I had to get help from my little (almost taller) brother. Good to know the Easter bunny still remembers me and loves me enough to fill my life with uber amounts of dark chocolate and sour candy.
Now that I can break out my white shorts and linen pants (when I buy some), I would appreciate it if the wanna-be fashionistas would box up the UGGly boots and keep them put away until after Labor Day (thanks for your cooperation in advance)! I find it disturbing to witness such a fashion crime, especially in the South, when it is 80 degrees outside. Get. With. The. Program. Or. Become. A. Recluse.
Word: Do NOT attempt the Insanity workout! I took one for the team (yes, you may bend over backwards to thank me) and risked my life. You will lose all of your limbs and mobility for at least a week. You will come close to death after a mere 5 minutes, and you will utter hateful words to the man on TV with the little bit of breath you have. After 45 min. you will realize that walking on the treadmill or putting your shoes on the pavement for a short time will suffice (unless you are a macho man).
Oh and Peter Brown, yes, I am still very bitter and am well aware that it has now been over a year since I won the One Shining Moment contest. You will find my formal letter of rage in your mailbox by the end of the week. Brace yourself.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
T-13 Hours and Counting
The day has finally arrived (or will arrive in less than 13 hours). My nerves seem to enjoy breaking the rules and refuse to chill! I have spent the day attempting to "go by the book" and relax, but I am still debating whether or not I have relaxed or I need to relax or I need to study or I need to...AHHHH! Pure craziness, but thankfully for only a little longer.
I attempted to relieve some stress with retail therapy; however, I am still uncertain as to whether or not it contributed to my stress or if it really benefitted me. The first store I entered, the sales associate greeted me and proceeded to look at me and utter the following, "Are you sure I can't help you with anything? You look confused or something." Who is that chick?! I mean really, I know I was stressed out, but give me a break (Nerves: 1 Hilary:0)! Thanks, high school chick. Not only did I not find an Easter top, but I was also paranoid in every store I entered. I just so happened to catch other sales associates looking at me funny because I appeared to have "I'm confused/frightened/lost" written across my face. Epic retail therapy fail!
After such an unsuccessful morning, I needed a pick-me-up. I managed to score the most amazing, delightful, cute (seriously, the bag is adorned w/cream colored polka dots) spring-filled, delicious bag of M&M'S EVER! Let me introduce you to my (your) new chocolate obsession: Coconut M&M'S! The only thing that could possibly make this tasty treat better is dark chocolate; but, the milk chocolate will suffice for now (Nerves 1: Hilary 1). Get. Your. Bag. Now.
Just as I decided that I should become a recluse for remainder of the day, my nerves decided to play an evil trick. Yes, I forgot the code to enter the gate at my apartment (Nerves: 2 Hilary:1)! But no worries, I managed to get home and collect myself (aka come to terms with my mind and put a leash on it).
I refuse to lose to my nerves today; therefore, I will spend the rest of the evening consuming unusually large amounts of dark chocolate and catching plenty of beauty sleep in fresh, crisp, clean sheets (Nerves:2 Hilary:2)!
GMAT OWNAGE: T-13 hours!
*Note(s) to self: Relax. Breathe. Focus. Keep the faith. Exude confidence.
I attempted to relieve some stress with retail therapy; however, I am still uncertain as to whether or not it contributed to my stress or if it really benefitted me. The first store I entered, the sales associate greeted me and proceeded to look at me and utter the following, "Are you sure I can't help you with anything? You look confused or something." Who is that chick?! I mean really, I know I was stressed out, but give me a break (Nerves: 1 Hilary:0)! Thanks, high school chick. Not only did I not find an Easter top, but I was also paranoid in every store I entered. I just so happened to catch other sales associates looking at me funny because I appeared to have "I'm confused/frightened/lost" written across my face. Epic retail therapy fail!
After such an unsuccessful morning, I needed a pick-me-up. I managed to score the most amazing, delightful, cute (seriously, the bag is adorned w/cream colored polka dots) spring-filled, delicious bag of M&M'S EVER! Let me introduce you to my (your) new chocolate obsession: Coconut M&M'S! The only thing that could possibly make this tasty treat better is dark chocolate; but, the milk chocolate will suffice for now (Nerves 1: Hilary 1). Get. Your. Bag. Now.
Just as I decided that I should become a recluse for remainder of the day, my nerves decided to play an evil trick. Yes, I forgot the code to enter the gate at my apartment (Nerves: 2 Hilary:1)! But no worries, I managed to get home and collect myself (aka come to terms with my mind and put a leash on it).I refuse to lose to my nerves today; therefore, I will spend the rest of the evening consuming unusually large amounts of dark chocolate and catching plenty of beauty sleep in fresh, crisp, clean sheets (Nerves:2 Hilary:2)!
GMAT OWNAGE: T-13 hours!
*Note(s) to self: Relax. Breathe. Focus. Keep the faith. Exude confidence.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
One Shining Moment
March Madness has arrived. I will spend approximately 15 minutes max filling out my 2010 bracket. Be afraid fellow bracketology maniacs! I plan to defeat all competitors in each of my three bracket challenges (don't worry, I play by the rules and use the same bracket in every group).
Usually I pay more attention to college basketball, but for some reason it just didn't interest me much this year. Perhaps I can blame Sporting News Radio's Peter Brown. On Good Friday last year, Sporting News Radio decided to have a "One Shining Moment" lyrics contest. They would play a line or two of the song, and wherever they stopped the music, the listener had to complete the lyric. After my dad and I pondered for a moment about how ignorant the station was for having such a lame contest (I mean hello it's the 21st century, and any contestant could easily Google the song lyrics and read them aloud as necessary), yours truly made the call and won! Yes, as Peter Brown put it, "to all you guys out there, this GIRL just won!"
Well word Peter, that GIRL is losing respect for all things Sporting News, thanks to you not coming through with the prize! After countless e-mails over a year's time, I STILL have yet to receive my prize and have no longer been getting e-mail responses. Bitter much? YES! It is only a specially designed purple and gold, tiger-striped, glass serving bowl with a fleur de lis in the bottom (for free), but it is the principle of the matter. If you say you are going to do something, especially on national radio, then you better follow through. After all, it's your fault for putting such a lame contest on air and presenting me with a perfect opportunity to out-smart you. Too bad Papa Joe had to flee Sporting News years ago. I should have seen the red flag then.
Peter Brown and Sporting News: you are dead to me!
GMAT ownage countdown: 14 days
(I will attempt to make data sufficiency into an object over the next week so that I can physically torture it and destroy it!)
Usually I pay more attention to college basketball, but for some reason it just didn't interest me much this year. Perhaps I can blame Sporting News Radio's Peter Brown. On Good Friday last year, Sporting News Radio decided to have a "One Shining Moment" lyrics contest. They would play a line or two of the song, and wherever they stopped the music, the listener had to complete the lyric. After my dad and I pondered for a moment about how ignorant the station was for having such a lame contest (I mean hello it's the 21st century, and any contestant could easily Google the song lyrics and read them aloud as necessary), yours truly made the call and won! Yes, as Peter Brown put it, "to all you guys out there, this GIRL just won!"
Well word Peter, that GIRL is losing respect for all things Sporting News, thanks to you not coming through with the prize! After countless e-mails over a year's time, I STILL have yet to receive my prize and have no longer been getting e-mail responses. Bitter much? YES! It is only a specially designed purple and gold, tiger-striped, glass serving bowl with a fleur de lis in the bottom (for free), but it is the principle of the matter. If you say you are going to do something, especially on national radio, then you better follow through. After all, it's your fault for putting such a lame contest on air and presenting me with a perfect opportunity to out-smart you. Too bad Papa Joe had to flee Sporting News years ago. I should have seen the red flag then.
Peter Brown and Sporting News: you are dead to me!
GMAT ownage countdown: 14 days
(I will attempt to make data sufficiency into an object over the next week so that I can physically torture it and destroy it!)
Monday, March 8, 2010
Monday Morning NBC Mishap
Dear NBC33 Baton Rouge,
Please fix your airing issues ASAP! Thanks to you, I had to start off a new week without the TODAY show and had to watch (and be tortured by) Good Morning America instead. Needless to say, the one-time, temporary switch did not suffice! I need my daily fix of Meredith, Matt, Ann and Al like I need my morning coffee. Next time (not that there should ever be a next time) I will forget the morning news and relive the good ol' days with Saved by the Bell reruns.
Thanks for understanding. I look forward to having my morning routine back in order tomorrow.
Your loyal morning viewer,
Hilary
Please fix your airing issues ASAP! Thanks to you, I had to start off a new week without the TODAY show and had to watch (and be tortured by) Good Morning America instead. Needless to say, the one-time, temporary switch did not suffice! I need my daily fix of Meredith, Matt, Ann and Al like I need my morning coffee. Next time (not that there should ever be a next time) I will forget the morning news and relive the good ol' days with Saved by the Bell reruns.
Thanks for understanding. I look forward to having my morning routine back in order tomorrow.
Your loyal morning viewer,
Hilary
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Pre-Spring Bliss
Bachelor Saga
Jake chose Vienna...YUCK! Apparently he was looking for an immature, classless, unattractive bimbo to be his wife. I guess he got what he wanted (clearly not the one his family would have liked him to choose)!
Good news: Ali will be the next bachelorette. Too bad she chose work over Jake! But hey, she was right all along. He wasn't the one for her if he was attracted to Vienna (strictly physical attraction, which is even more puzzling).
More good news from lastnight: Dancing with the Stars will feature Erin Andrews, Chad Ochocinco, Kate Gosselin, Pamela Anderson, Jake (barf) and other celebrities whose names I cannot recall. I've never been a big fan of the show, but I'll definitely have to stay tuned this season.
Maybe these stars can teach me a thing or two about dancing. Knock out two birds with one stone (indulge myself in a primetime television series and learn how to dance with rhythm)!
Good news: Ali will be the next bachelorette. Too bad she chose work over Jake! But hey, she was right all along. He wasn't the one for her if he was attracted to Vienna (strictly physical attraction, which is even more puzzling).
More good news from lastnight: Dancing with the Stars will feature Erin Andrews, Chad Ochocinco, Kate Gosselin, Pamela Anderson, Jake (barf) and other celebrities whose names I cannot recall. I've never been a big fan of the show, but I'll definitely have to stay tuned this season.
Maybe these stars can teach me a thing or two about dancing. Knock out two birds with one stone (indulge myself in a primetime television series and learn how to dance with rhythm)!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Let the Countdown Begin!
I officially set my GMAT date for March 30!
There is no turning back now. Motivation has been hard to come by in the last few months, but this $250 sunk cost should do the trick.
Goodbye life, free time and TV (with the exception of the Bachelor season finale). I will now begin my loyal, month-long(ish) date with McGraw-Hill. We have had an interesting, rocky journey during the last year or so, but now it's serious.
A 600 is a must-have score, but why shoot for the minimum? I've decided to shoot for the stars and aim for a 630. Cross your fingers and say some much needed prayers (thanks in advance)!
Note to self: Exude confidence!
Note to GMAT: I WILL OWN YOU in 34 days!
There is no turning back now. Motivation has been hard to come by in the last few months, but this $250 sunk cost should do the trick.
Goodbye life, free time and TV (with the exception of the Bachelor season finale). I will now begin my loyal, month-long(ish) date with McGraw-Hill. We have had an interesting, rocky journey during the last year or so, but now it's serious.
A 600 is a must-have score, but why shoot for the minimum? I've decided to shoot for the stars and aim for a 630. Cross your fingers and say some much needed prayers (thanks in advance)!
Note to self: Exude confidence!
Note to GMAT: I WILL OWN YOU in 34 days!
Monday, February 22, 2010
Fiber Fad
When I was in the grocery store last week looking for a box of cereal, I noticed a significant number of boxes advertising "Fiber." Cereal, oatmeal, granola bars, fruit snacks, Little Debbie cakes...OK so maybe not the last two items, but fiber seems to be the "thing" to have in your product these days. I decided to see what this fad was all about a few months ago, and needless to say, for my tastebuds' sake, I will never buy "fiber-ful" products again.
Not only is it the "thing" to eat, but apparently it's also the "thing" to mention in conversation. I don't know about you, but I am not a huge fan of discussing bowel movements/gaseous releases (aka fiber) with my peers. In the last 24 hours, I have listened to two different people rant and rave about fiber.
Did America decide that by adding more laxatives (aka fiber) to consumers' everyday food choices Americans would slowly become less obese (due to increased numbers of bowel movements)?
Why the fiber fad?
Please fade fiber fad, for my senses' sake!
Not only is it the "thing" to eat, but apparently it's also the "thing" to mention in conversation. I don't know about you, but I am not a huge fan of discussing bowel movements/gaseous releases (aka fiber) with my peers. In the last 24 hours, I have listened to two different people rant and rave about fiber.
Did America decide that by adding more laxatives (aka fiber) to consumers' everyday food choices Americans would slowly become less obese (due to increased numbers of bowel movements)?
Why the fiber fad?
Please fade fiber fad, for my senses' sake!
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Hackers!
Thank-you Norton for alerting me (and saving me) that someone was trying to hack into my computer AND for providing me with the IP address!
After a little handy dandy googling, I plugged in the magic numbers to this genius site (http://www.geobytes.com/IpLocator.htm?Getlocation) and discovered exactly where this scumbag lives.
Seriously, how terrible (and nerdy) must this person be to feel the need to make other people's lives a living hell from across the world? Listen here Mr. Hacker from Ringsted, Denmark (in case you are secretly monitoring every move on my computer)...you are lucky I cannot find a way to contact you and ring your neck. What a miserable, sick life you live!
Whew, one day down without sour candy and only 39 more to go!
After a little handy dandy googling, I plugged in the magic numbers to this genius site (http://www.geobytes.com/IpLocator.htm?Getlocation) and discovered exactly where this scumbag lives.
Seriously, how terrible (and nerdy) must this person be to feel the need to make other people's lives a living hell from across the world? Listen here Mr. Hacker from Ringsted, Denmark (in case you are secretly monitoring every move on my computer)...you are lucky I cannot find a way to contact you and ring your neck. What a miserable, sick life you live!
Whew, one day down without sour candy and only 39 more to go!
Friday, February 12, 2010
Snow in the South
Lo and behold, the sleet turned into snow on my way to work this morning!
While I love the snow, I detest driving through it. I feel like I need to dodge the snowflakes! Unfortunately the snow that did stick is starting to melt, but it was pretty while it lasted.
Note to Al Gore: you were/are wrong! Global warming clearly is not the case in this day and age. This is the third Louisiana snowfall in a year, which is more than I have witnessed in my lifetime.
What a way to kick off the weekend festivities!
Oh, and special birthday wishes to Hunter, the greatest Blackberry baller in the world!
While I love the snow, I detest driving through it. I feel like I need to dodge the snowflakes! Unfortunately the snow that did stick is starting to melt, but it was pretty while it lasted.
Note to Al Gore: you were/are wrong! Global warming clearly is not the case in this day and age. This is the third Louisiana snowfall in a year, which is more than I have witnessed in my lifetime.
What a way to kick off the weekend festivities!
Oh, and special birthday wishes to Hunter, the greatest Blackberry baller in the world!
Monday, February 8, 2010
Saints Win 31-17, You Believe Dat?!
WHO DAT?!
I woke up this morning still in shock from the game lastnight. The New Orleans Saints won the Super Bowl, as in they are THE champions of the ENTIRE NFL! I am speechless...
On my way into work this morning (with surprisingly very little traffic on the road) I heard a few lyrics of "When the Saints Go Marching In" on ESPN radio, and I immediately had goosebumps. The win has not quite sunk in, but come Sunday, when I am down in New Orleans for Mardi Gras and I am partying it up in the heart of the Who Dat Nation, you had better believe that I will have no doubt that indeed the New Orleans Saints are Super Bowl 44 (XLIV) champs!
As a southern Louisiana girl, you are raised to root for LSU and the Saints (or if you have parents like mine with northern roots, you are raised to also root for Michigan and the Lions). Before my college years (scary to see this in writing, but I have to keep it real), I have to be honest, I was not a huge Saints fan. In fact, when people would assume that I was a fan because I am from Louisiana, I would make certain to mention that while I casually pull for the Saints, I am not gung ho about the Saints.
Forgive me. You have to understand that for most of my life the Saints were terrrible! I mean why would a kid want to root for a team that never wins? I would consider myself a normal child and normal children only care about teams winning. Again, forgive me because now I am old(er) and wise(r), and I am not ashamed to admit that yes, I am a Saints fan (except when they play the NY Giants). Go ahead, call me a bandwagon fan, but deep down, regardless of whether or not I was afraid to admit it, I have always been a fan. After all, it's a cultural thing.
Until the refs had announced that indeed the Saints had recovered the onside kick at the start of the second half, I had convinced myself that the Colts had control of the game. Boy did Payton, Morstead, Reis and Casillas prove me wrong! From that moment on, I knew that if the Saints could successfully execute that play, they could pull off the win.
Being champs requires taking risks, taking risks requires having faith and having faith requires believing in your team. The New Orleans Saints executed risky plays, kept the faith and believed in their team.
Now what? Laissez les bon temps rouler!
I woke up this morning still in shock from the game lastnight. The New Orleans Saints won the Super Bowl, as in they are THE champions of the ENTIRE NFL! I am speechless...
On my way into work this morning (with surprisingly very little traffic on the road) I heard a few lyrics of "When the Saints Go Marching In" on ESPN radio, and I immediately had goosebumps. The win has not quite sunk in, but come Sunday, when I am down in New Orleans for Mardi Gras and I am partying it up in the heart of the Who Dat Nation, you had better believe that I will have no doubt that indeed the New Orleans Saints are Super Bowl 44 (XLIV) champs!
As a southern Louisiana girl, you are raised to root for LSU and the Saints (or if you have parents like mine with northern roots, you are raised to also root for Michigan and the Lions). Before my college years (scary to see this in writing, but I have to keep it real), I have to be honest, I was not a huge Saints fan. In fact, when people would assume that I was a fan because I am from Louisiana, I would make certain to mention that while I casually pull for the Saints, I am not gung ho about the Saints.
Forgive me. You have to understand that for most of my life the Saints were terrrible! I mean why would a kid want to root for a team that never wins? I would consider myself a normal child and normal children only care about teams winning. Again, forgive me because now I am old(er) and wise(r), and I am not ashamed to admit that yes, I am a Saints fan (except when they play the NY Giants). Go ahead, call me a bandwagon fan, but deep down, regardless of whether or not I was afraid to admit it, I have always been a fan. After all, it's a cultural thing.
Until the refs had announced that indeed the Saints had recovered the onside kick at the start of the second half, I had convinced myself that the Colts had control of the game. Boy did Payton, Morstead, Reis and Casillas prove me wrong! From that moment on, I knew that if the Saints could successfully execute that play, they could pull off the win.
Being champs requires taking risks, taking risks requires having faith and having faith requires believing in your team. The New Orleans Saints executed risky plays, kept the faith and believed in their team.
Now what? Laissez les bon temps rouler!
Friday, February 5, 2010
TGISBW
TGISBW (Super Bowl Weekend) for three reasons:
1. Super Bowl 44: Saints vs. Colts (WHO DAT?!)
For the record, I hate Roman numerals and I refuse to use them in my own writing as long as I am in control.
2. Mardi Gras weekend is ONE week away, which means my cousin Kayle steps foot in LA for the first time EVER in one week!
3. Valentine's Day (yes I know many of you are dreading this mushy gushy, "dumb" holiday) is also only ONE week away! Oh the childhood memories of coming home from school with a bag full of valentines (including creepy ones from the smelly kid saying "Be Mine") and candy...thankfully I have loving parents who continue to send me valentines.
Fabulous weekend if you ask me (minus the GMAT practice test Saturday morning)!
1. Super Bowl 44: Saints vs. Colts (WHO DAT?!)
For the record, I hate Roman numerals and I refuse to use them in my own writing as long as I am in control.
2. Mardi Gras weekend is ONE week away, which means my cousin Kayle steps foot in LA for the first time EVER in one week!
3. Valentine's Day (yes I know many of you are dreading this mushy gushy, "dumb" holiday) is also only ONE week away! Oh the childhood memories of coming home from school with a bag full of valentines (including creepy ones from the smelly kid saying "Be Mine") and candy...thankfully I have loving parents who continue to send me valentines.
Fabulous weekend if you ask me (minus the GMAT practice test Saturday morning)!
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Post-Groundhog Day Grumble
Yesterday school children in classrooms around the U.S. colored pictures of groundhogs and brought them home for their parents to admire on the fridge. Oh how I miss those days! In offices and workplaces, people could have cared less about this remarkable, weather-predicting celebration (well at least in my workplace).
The results are in:
Staten Island Chuck did not see his shadow (aka spring arrives early), but Punxsutawney Phil, on the other hand, saw his shadow (aka six more weeks of winter). So which one of these ground digging rodents' predictions is the real one?!
I must agree with fellow Louisianians (of course only those other Louisianians who also care about Groundhog Day). In South Louisiana, we would be foolish to follow the yankee groundhog predictions. Therefore, I spose Chuck and Phil's shadows or lack thereof mean absolutely nothing to me.
Ladies and gentlemen, according to Shadeaux, spring will arrive early! Yes indeed, this legit groundhog did NOT see his shadow!
Honestly, I feel like it should be the other way around. If the groundhog does not see his shadow, we will have six more weeks of winter, but I'm no meteorologist (neither is a groundhog for the record). Call me crazy, but sunshine (aka shadow producers) means spring in my mind.
Groundhogs, shmoundhogs!
The results are in:
Staten Island Chuck did not see his shadow (aka spring arrives early), but Punxsutawney Phil, on the other hand, saw his shadow (aka six more weeks of winter). So which one of these ground digging rodents' predictions is the real one?!
I must agree with fellow Louisianians (of course only those other Louisianians who also care about Groundhog Day). In South Louisiana, we would be foolish to follow the yankee groundhog predictions. Therefore, I spose Chuck and Phil's shadows or lack thereof mean absolutely nothing to me.
Ladies and gentlemen, according to Shadeaux, spring will arrive early! Yes indeed, this legit groundhog did NOT see his shadow!
Honestly, I feel like it should be the other way around. If the groundhog does not see his shadow, we will have six more weeks of winter, but I'm no meteorologist (neither is a groundhog for the record). Call me crazy, but sunshine (aka shadow producers) means spring in my mind.
Groundhogs, shmoundhogs!
Monday, January 25, 2010
Snap, Tackle, Score!
Not sure which snippet of info I'd rather share first, the fact that I (or my mom to be exact) had the most amazing Barnes and Noble find this weekend (Shanks for Nothing by Rick Reilly for a whopping $1.62!!!!) or the incredible Saints' win that rocked the entire state of LA...
Forget the one-of-kind find (no offense Rick, I am still a number one fan), but I am still in shock/awe of the Saints' win. Right after Hartley kicked the winning field goal, I ran outside to see if pigs were flying. I ended up seeing fireworks and hearing blaring music with random Who Dat?! chants from around the neighborhood instead. What a night for the history books!
While I wish the NY Giants would have had a better season, I am pretty ecstatic about this NFC Championship win for the Saints (so what if I rooted against the Saints when they played the Giants). Yes, I am a Giants fan and a Saints fan (go ahead, hate me for it). I wish nothing but the best for the guys in NY who I spent the 2008 training camp with in lovely (in it's own twisted way) Albany; however, as a Louisiana native I have been raised to root for the Saints (and the Lions, despite both of their many losing seasons). The only time I will not root for the Saints (either openly or secretly) will be when they play the Giants. That being said, Feb. 7 cannot get hear soon enough!
According to ESPN, when asked about returning for the 2010 season, Brett Favre said that it was "highly unlikely." Favre, you are (were?) a great quarterback, but really, take a seat on the bench (for good!). Kudos to a 40-year-old man attempting to prove doubters wrong. Now, for the love of the game, make a decision to retire or fight it out (until you get put on IR and are forced out), and stop the indecisive "I'm quitting, I'm coming back" nonsense! Oh what a long summer lies ahead of yet again the Brett Favre retirement craze--round three.
In more intellectual news...
I am slowly converting to a CNBC fan (eeek!). Trust me, I never saw this day coming, but I recently caught a special on Google and was instantly intrigued. Change is good. Perhaps this is a good change and maybe, just maybe it will aid me in my pursuit of an MBA.
Forget the one-of-kind find (no offense Rick, I am still a number one fan), but I am still in shock/awe of the Saints' win. Right after Hartley kicked the winning field goal, I ran outside to see if pigs were flying. I ended up seeing fireworks and hearing blaring music with random Who Dat?! chants from around the neighborhood instead. What a night for the history books!
While I wish the NY Giants would have had a better season, I am pretty ecstatic about this NFC Championship win for the Saints (so what if I rooted against the Saints when they played the Giants). Yes, I am a Giants fan and a Saints fan (go ahead, hate me for it). I wish nothing but the best for the guys in NY who I spent the 2008 training camp with in lovely (in it's own twisted way) Albany; however, as a Louisiana native I have been raised to root for the Saints (and the Lions, despite both of their many losing seasons). The only time I will not root for the Saints (either openly or secretly) will be when they play the Giants. That being said, Feb. 7 cannot get hear soon enough!According to ESPN, when asked about returning for the 2010 season, Brett Favre said that it was "highly unlikely." Favre, you are (were?) a great quarterback, but really, take a seat on the bench (for good!). Kudos to a 40-year-old man attempting to prove doubters wrong. Now, for the love of the game, make a decision to retire or fight it out (until you get put on IR and are forced out), and stop the indecisive "I'm quitting, I'm coming back" nonsense! Oh what a long summer lies ahead of yet again the Brett Favre retirement craze--round three.
In more intellectual news...
I am slowly converting to a CNBC fan (eeek!). Trust me, I never saw this day coming, but I recently caught a special on Google and was instantly intrigued. Change is good. Perhaps this is a good change and maybe, just maybe it will aid me in my pursuit of an MBA.
Friday, January 22, 2010
WHO DAT?!
Spring is in the air and yes, it's only January. B-E-A-UTIFUL day!
Last night was a splendid night for television. I started the night off perfectly with the following sequence of events:
1. Left work an hour earlier than expected
2. Picked up a cab (as in wine) and pint of Kleinpeter chocolate ice cream
3. Checked out from Fresh Market with a $10.00 (yes, that included tax and yes, a perfect 10)grand total
I then hurried home to watch the debut of The Deep End on ABC. Fabulous show! In fact, I might have to make it a Thursday ritual. Then, I watched a new episode of The Office on NBC, followed by...The Jersey Shore season finale!
Yes, this incredible, life-changing (or should I say self-esteem boosting) show has come to an end. Snookie will no longer be strutting her stuff across the television as she searches for her prince guido. "The Situation," Ronnie and Vinnie will no longer be busting through their muscle shirts (well at least not on-air). JWOWW will now only have her Web site to continue connecting with fans. Pauley D on the other hand will continue to make appearances and show off his deejaying skills in bars across America. We will miss your entertainment Jersey Shore cast...Fist Pump!
Now on to the most important part of the weekend that lies ahead...the NFC Championship! I wouldn't want to jinx anything, so all I'm going to say is: WHO DAT?!
Keep it real and keep the Dome rockin' Who Dat Nation!
Last night was a splendid night for television. I started the night off perfectly with the following sequence of events:
1. Left work an hour earlier than expected
2. Picked up a cab (as in wine) and pint of Kleinpeter chocolate ice cream
3. Checked out from Fresh Market with a $10.00 (yes, that included tax and yes, a perfect 10)grand total
I then hurried home to watch the debut of The Deep End on ABC. Fabulous show! In fact, I might have to make it a Thursday ritual. Then, I watched a new episode of The Office on NBC, followed by...The Jersey Shore season finale!
Yes, this incredible, life-changing (or should I say self-esteem boosting) show has come to an end. Snookie will no longer be strutting her stuff across the television as she searches for her prince guido. "The Situation," Ronnie and Vinnie will no longer be busting through their muscle shirts (well at least not on-air). JWOWW will now only have her Web site to continue connecting with fans. Pauley D on the other hand will continue to make appearances and show off his deejaying skills in bars across America. We will miss your entertainment Jersey Shore cast...Fist Pump!
Now on to the most important part of the weekend that lies ahead...the NFC Championship! I wouldn't want to jinx anything, so all I'm going to say is: WHO DAT?!
Keep it real and keep the Dome rockin' Who Dat Nation!
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Relax and Rant
I absolutely, positively LOVE three day weekends. I splurged and spoiled myself with large sums of R&R (in other words, rest and relaxation)!
It's official! I am now the proud owner of a Drew Brees t-shirt jersey (be jealous!). After the Saints trampled the Cardinals on Saturday, I decided that in order to be associated with the Who Dat nation, I should probably own a Saints t-shirt. WHO DAT?! Bring on the Vikings!
In other news, thoughts, rants, discoveries, etc., Baton Rouge infrastructure construction needs to seriously be reevaluated. Does the state of Louisiana even consider how their road work affects their publics? I cannot even begin to explain the frustration I have experienced the last two days during my commute to work. I'll save you the pain of reading rant upon rant about this and instread I'll sum it up in one word: RIDICULOUS!
While I'm at it, I also have a bone to pick with 103.3. I will gladly confess that I love Miley Cyrus' song Party in the USA (you know you love it too). In fact, my love is so great that I had my brother go through the trouble of creating a Party in the USA ringtone for me. When I turn the radio on and I hear those fabulous, familiar notes, I get goose bumps(not really, but they are definitely trying to surface)and I expect to hear Miley belt out her song. This morning 103.3 decided to play a terrible joke on me and instead of hearing Party in the USA, I heard Party in the MIA! Really 103.3?! I mean I like the Saints as much as the next Who Dat car crawling in traffic (unless of course Bobby Hebert is being chauffered around town), but please, for the love of all things Miley, keep the lyrics legit!
Whew! Now that I have ranted all of the latest, I must leave you with the greatest discovery of the week...Metromint's Chocolatemint water from Fresh Market (new obsession)! Yes, you read that right-chocolate mint water. REFRESHING! Get yours now (all the cool kids are doing it)! http://www.metromint.com/
It's official! I am now the proud owner of a Drew Brees t-shirt jersey (be jealous!). After the Saints trampled the Cardinals on Saturday, I decided that in order to be associated with the Who Dat nation, I should probably own a Saints t-shirt. WHO DAT?! Bring on the Vikings!
In other news, thoughts, rants, discoveries, etc., Baton Rouge infrastructure construction needs to seriously be reevaluated. Does the state of Louisiana even consider how their road work affects their publics? I cannot even begin to explain the frustration I have experienced the last two days during my commute to work. I'll save you the pain of reading rant upon rant about this and instread I'll sum it up in one word: RIDICULOUS!
While I'm at it, I also have a bone to pick with 103.3. I will gladly confess that I love Miley Cyrus' song Party in the USA (you know you love it too). In fact, my love is so great that I had my brother go through the trouble of creating a Party in the USA ringtone for me. When I turn the radio on and I hear those fabulous, familiar notes, I get goose bumps(not really, but they are definitely trying to surface)and I expect to hear Miley belt out her song. This morning 103.3 decided to play a terrible joke on me and instead of hearing Party in the USA, I heard Party in the MIA! Really 103.3?! I mean I like the Saints as much as the next Who Dat car crawling in traffic (unless of course Bobby Hebert is being chauffered around town), but please, for the love of all things Miley, keep the lyrics legit!
Whew! Now that I have ranted all of the latest, I must leave you with the greatest discovery of the week...Metromint's Chocolatemint water from Fresh Market (new obsession)! Yes, you read that right-chocolate mint water. REFRESHING! Get yours now (all the cool kids are doing it)! http://www.metromint.com/
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Ready, Set, Launch
While professors have forced me to create blogs in the past, I have been digging my heels into the ground trying to hold out as long as possible to avoid blogging simply for my own pleasure (and yours as well). The time has finally arrived for me to join the wonderful world of blogging. I will assure you that I will do my best to do my duty to serve you--my readers.
I anticipate many hours of frustration and aggravation while I pursue this blogging endeavor, but no need to fret, I will stand strong! Technology seems to be improving at a rapid pace these days, but I refuse to let Blogger win. Bear with me and I promise to provide you great insight to all of the latest and greatest (and occasionally the not-so-great)events/happenings.
Prepare yourselves for the blog of the century (OK maybe not quite, but why not shoot for the stars?)Ready, set, launch!
I anticipate many hours of frustration and aggravation while I pursue this blogging endeavor, but no need to fret, I will stand strong! Technology seems to be improving at a rapid pace these days, but I refuse to let Blogger win. Bear with me and I promise to provide you great insight to all of the latest and greatest (and occasionally the not-so-great)events/happenings.
Prepare yourselves for the blog of the century (OK maybe not quite, but why not shoot for the stars?)Ready, set, launch!
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