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Alhamdulilah, yesterday was a good day. It started early, not really considering I slept until about 6:30am which is two hours of sleeping in for me, but early for a weekend. Miss Patootie Pie, the sweetheart that she is, came with me to do the Heart Walk. We arrived early enough to find decent parking, and then the walking started long before the actual “walk” started. They had a bunch of booths set up, we walked through there. We found people from my work. I turned in more donations *by the way thanks to all who donated*. It was a gorgeous morning, we did the walk, and then we went out for lunch.

At the restaurant I felt really hot like I was burning up. I later realized sunscreen would have been a good idea! Looking good with the bright red face Miss A!

It was a lot of walking, alot of good company, and I was too exhausted to write anything yesterday. Alhamdulilah for the beautiful day.


I have yet to watch “An Inconvenient Truth”, a documentary by Al Gore about global warming. I am waiting to watch it with a coworker of mine. I started to read the book by the same name. I only read a few pages, and in a way am afraid to delve any farther into that book. Global warming scares the crud outta me! I have lived in Minnesota all my life, and let me tell you the last few years have been very different. The seasons are not as they used to be. Winter is delayed a few months and summer is hotter than I can ever remember. It’s scary.

With that in mind, I do pledge to be better about recycling and reusing. I have decided that any trips to the grocery store from now on will find me bringing my own bags to pack my groceries in. Perhaps I will bring bags that I have already gotten from previous trips, and eventually would like to get some cloth bags to always use for groceries. I was going to give a little spazz fest about corporate responsibility and the environment, but I think I will save that for another post.

On the local news this morning they mentioned that George W. would be vetoing any bill from congress that gives a timeline of when U.S. troops will pull out of Iraq. They’ve been saying this for a while, whoopdee, so we know Bush wants to control Iraq forever. The next part they showed was another government official talking. I missed the guy’s name (I was pretty involved with my cereal, give me a break it’s about 4:50am when this happens). This is what he had to say:

“When we voted, we voted for George W. Bush. He is the Commander in Chief, and this is his war”.

HIS war! That’s exactly who’s war it is. Who chose to look for those allusive weapons of mass detruction? Who had to finish what his daddy started? Why are so many people dying? Of course, because it’s George W.’s war.

What a gorgeous morning! The sun shining through the windows, but cool morning air is still coming through the window. The day is perfect so far as I change the bedding. Clean sheets, pillow cases, and duvet cover. I smell the freshness of the fabric softener and can’t wait till tonight when I get to jump into that safe place. I love my bed, there is no place like it in the world. It is the hardest place to leave. What could make this morning better? Hmmm… I think I’ll make some french toast.

I can’t help it if I’m too busy to blog for you. GAH!!!!!!!

How about if I give you a word of the day instead? Sound good? Heck, I’ll even give you 2 words for today! Let’s expand our vocab!

Prevaricate: to evade the truth, to lie

Garrulous: talking much, especially about unimportant things

There you have it. Two new words, feel free to use them on others so you look really smart.

After the pep rally everyone was invited to stay to watch the “Power Team”. We saw 3 tough looking guys, and bricks being unloaded. It looked interesting. Miss Patootie Pie wanted to stay, and I thought my little bro would like it. We stayed. First they tore open cans of pop, and let them explode on the audience. I couldn’t get a good shot of that. Then they started doing other things. Below is a pic of one guy bending a metal rod.

Another guy broke a stack of bricks.

One of the guys took a teflon pan and rolled it up. A phone book was torn in half.

The highlight was the two stacks of bricks to be broken simultaneously. Before the guy broke the two stacks is when the program got really weird.

Up until that point the guys were talking like WWF guys in the microphone, hyping things up. The guy below got on the mic and started preaching, with a preachers voice, inflection and all. MPP and I exchanged a “what the heck?” glance. The guy kept looking at us as he preached, we were obvious in the crowd with our headscarves on. The only reason I didn’t leave is because I wanted my little brother to see the two stacks of bricks being broken. After the bricks were broken the guy said, “Let’s bow our heads and say a prayer together.”

That’s when we left. I don’t know what the heck all that was about. I’ve talked with MPP about it a couple times already. I’m pretty sure they weren’t brought there by my company. My company is a bit more diverse than this. I also had the additional thought that these guys never mentioned the heart walk, which is why all of us were there in the first place. So… I didn’t feel too bad about turning my back, walking up the stairs, and out on these guys. I felt disgusted, disrespected, and singled out.

The company I work for gave the first 700 employees to sign up for the heart walk Timberwolves tickets. Of course the little brother had to come with me, and I invited one of the sisters to come with me. Her anonymous name on my blog is Miss Patootie Pie! So it started out pretty cool. I got a shot of the mascot Crunch below.

Unfortunately, MN was trailing about 20 points the entire game. My mom had called me the day before to day, “FYI Kevin Garnett will not be playing, he injured himself.” Thank you mom for the Timberwolves update. I bring her to one game and she becomes the ultimate fan!

At the end of the game there was a pep rally for the people from my company. We got to go to a closer section, and Crunch used a slingshot to throw t-shirts into the crowd. It was okay, it wasn’t what I expected, but I think my brother had fun screaming for them to shoot it towards him.

That concludes the first part of our adventure. What happened next… well I’m still a bit in shock.

I am somewhat embarrassed by this story, and yet it is so amazingly horrifying that I have to tell it. I should have taken a picture.

I am absent-minded at times. So when I’ve been cleaning out the “going bad” items from my fridge I kept forgetting the cheesecake. I made a Jello brand (no gelatin in this product) no-bake cheesecake. My friend was here, we each had a small piece and into the fridge it went to stay. It stayed there for at least 5 weeks, maybe longer. Scary, I know. I was telling a co-worker how I had to remember to get rid of that cheesecake. She made fun of me. She teased me about it growing hair or looking like key lime pie instead of cherry cheesecake. Ha ha ha ha ha.

What’s the scary part of this story you ask? I’m certain you are disgusted with me for not getting rid of the thing sooner, but in a way I’m glad I didn’t. I took it out and uncovered it… and… it looked EXACTLY the same!! Talk about preservatives!! We put that crap into our bodies. I might live to be 200 with all the unknown preservatives going into me. Ewwwwwwwwwwww. Someone asked me if it was in a cold spot in my fridge and had possibly frozen. The answer is “no”.

Don’t be surprised when I announce that I’m an organic eating vegetarian.

That’s right, it’s time for another paranoid mom post! Tomorrow evening I will be taking my little brother to a Timberwolves game (free tickets!). I told my mom that I would invite 2 muslim sisters to go with me. Her mind started going (YAY!). She said she was worried that muslim haters would see us and shoot at the car. She said that my little bro should probably scrunch down on our drive so he wouldn’t get shot. She said that we (sisters) should throw ourselves in front of my little brother if someone were to shoot at us on the street. I told her I don’t think anything like that will happen (I was stunned, what the crap do you say to something like that?). She said she had to consider all options, and it was possible. Then she said she thought there were christian haters out there too, but she doesn’t wear Jesus on her head the way we wear scarves on our head, so it’s not as obvious.

Ummmmmm…… what?

First of all, I’m her child too, but it’s okay for me to get shot? It’s not that I wouldn’t protect the boy at all costs, but umm, I’m her child too. Second, she shouldn’t assume that my friends would sacrifice their lives. Lastly, I kind of want to see her wear Jesus on her head, or maybe a big crucifix.

And by here, I mean Minnesota. Where else can you wake up in the morning on April 12th, and drive yourself to work in the dark, slippery, snowy conditions? Where else can you leave work on the same day and drive home in spring weather with your window down a little? That’s right, only here! We change seasons by the hour.