The otherside

Last night I made it across the great divide known as the Charles River to meet up with Derek and his roommate at Five Horses Tavern. I've been spending more time in my old neighborhood since Derek lives there (two minutes away from my old house!) and I realize how much I miss it. I texted my former roommates Todd and Meg to come out since I know they love Five Horses. I didn't expect them to show up but they did. Maybe it was my text that convinced them. I know you're old now and stuff but I'm at Five Horses Tavern. Or maybe it was the pork belly tacos. Either way, I'm glad they showed up.

I think the weather is turning the corner. It's still cloudy but I'm seeing bits of blue sky. I'm wearing flip flops and a tennis dress today because I'd like mother nature to know I'm ready - for nice weather, not for me playing tennis in flip flops.

Enough about the weather, let's talk about how Miley Cyrus is now engaged to Liam Hemsworth.

I forget that Miley is only 19. Liam is only 22. Too young to be getting married in my opinion. They just seem like an odd couple to me. I picture Miley riding a tractor around while Liam hangs out in a suit. I give it six months.

Things I do not like: the Christmas music and facebook addition

Christmas music:  I'm sorry but it's the same songs over and over and over. I hear them once and I've had my fill for the year. There are people that absolutely lose it over Christmas music. "Oh my God I can finally listen to my Christmas music! This is the best day of my life! JINGLE BELLS FOREVER!"  Straight line face from me :| when that happens.

Facebook's new article thingy that I don't know what to call it:  Oh you trick me facebook. I see a friend has read an article and I'm like "hmmm well that looks interesting I should read that" and facebook is all "if you want to read this you have to have it plastered all over facebook that you've read this. Otherwise all your friends will think you are illiterate and can't read." Well facebook, I'm not sharing. Not everything needs to be known or shared despite what you think.

Hippie ex-boyfriends:  Talking with some of my favorite blogger friends the topic of ex-boyfriends came up.  More specifically how many of us have dated a hippie. My suggestion is that if you see a dude wearing a bandanna like a headband and he plays the banjo run RUN FAR AND FAST. If you're thinking you must have missed out by not having ever dated a hippie think again.

The cat's WWF or WCW or whatever the heck you call it, let's go with UFC fights:  My cats like to play and their favorite way to play is to wrestle each other at 6 a.m.  They're running back and forth, rolling on the floor, knocking crap over. When I am tired and hungover I can't deal. I yell at them like that will get them to stop "what did I tell you! I told you to cut it out!" Surprisingly they ignore me. This is also their passive aggressive way to wake me up so I'll feed them. I'm the only passive aggressive one allowed in this house cats!

Not having chips right now:  I don't think I need to explain this.

Wow It feels good to let the cranky old lady inside of me out every once in a while.

Oatmeal face

When will I learn?  I do not like oatmeal.  I try to convince myself that it's not so bad and then I start eating it and I get this look of disgust on my face.  My co-worker caught my oatmeal face today.

"What's wrong?  You look funny?"

"I'm eating oatmeal.  I don't like oatmeal."

"Then why do you keep eating it?"

"In hopes that I will magically like it one day."

Oatmeal is good for you.  People talk about how it fills you up and it's so healthy.  LIES!  Am I the only person still hungry after eating oatmeal?  I can't do it anymore!  I've tried so hard but it's just never going to happen.  I've tried different flavors and even making it myself.  It never gets better.

A few months from now I'll try oatmeal again.  It always happens.  I'll start thinking "well oatmeal isn't that bad." and then I'm sitting there with oatmeal face and the cycle starts all over again.