WTF Wednesday

13 05 2009

In case you haven’t heard, the FDA is trying to lay down the law on Cheerios.

Yes, Cheerios. My most beloved cereal of all time.

Because Cheerios labels claim to lower cholesterol and improve heart health, the FDA decided that this makes the product a drug.

So basically, General Mills will now have to either change the labeling on Cheerios packaging or apply for approval as a new drug.

Could you imagine going to your local pharmacy and asking for a box of Cheerios? Or even going to your doctor and having him write you a script for a Cheerios regimented diet?

(Ok, I realize those are probably a bit extreme in this case, but still)

I’m glad we have the FDA for all the good things they do but really, WTF? Cheerios? And why now? They’ve been labeled and marketed that way for years.


Happy Mother’s Day!

10 05 2009

Last year I wrote a post about my mom for Mother’s Day. Even though I’m not sure if she knows this blog even exists, I liked being able to share with my readers why I appreciate my mom. Continuing with my new tradition, I give you more reasons why I think my mom is an amazing person:

  • She talks to me every day (even though I’m usually the one to call her). Even when I only lived 10 minutes away, I was always calling her or dropping in to say hi. Now that I’m far away, I make sure I talk to her whenever I can.
  • She’s always supported my dreams/goals/decisions. She’s never once told me “No, I really don’t think that’s a good idea” or “That’s a really stupid idea”.
  • She always sends Thank-You cards, even if it’s for the smallest thing.
  • She’s taken on the role of helping me plan my wedding. Even when I’ve threatened to fire her or told her she is not helping me like she should, she just lets me rant without saying a word. I’m sure she wants to pull her hair out, but she is still standing by my side.

Mom, you’re awesome & I love you!

So, what makes your mom special to you?

Pop Qwiz and why I don’t do sleepovers

6 05 2009

Does anyone else remember the popcorn that Pop Secret came out with in the early 90’s that was colored?

Man, I thought that stuff was so cool. I don’t remember whether it actually tasted good or not, but when you’re a kid you really don’t care too much about that if it looks cool.

Until it ruined sleepovers for me forever.

I was probably 7 or 8 and my friend Katie was coming over to spend the night. We were going to spend the night watching TGIF and doing whatever 8 year old girls do at sleepovers. My mom whipped up a batch of Pop Qwiz for us (it was blue) and some caffeine free pepsi. We watched Step by Step, Boy Meets World, and the other TGIF lineup and then got ready for bed.

And then it happened.

My friend puked the blue popcorn and pepsi ALL OVER MY BED. WHAT THE FUCK!?

So I did what any little girl would do: Cried and demanded my parents drive my sick friend home. After that, my memories become fuzzy due to my brain shutting down from the trauma.

I never had a sleepover again, nor did I ever stay at anyone else’s house.

I’m pretty sure my mom banned the popcorn from the house after the incident too.

And that’s how Pop Secret managed to (inadvertently) ruin my childhood.

I have a confession to make

3 05 2009

The other day while I was having lunch with my coworker Karen I did something stupid.

Now, normally I would just keep it to myself but this is pretty bad and hilarious at the same time.

Karen was feeling lazy, so we opted to take the elevator instead of walking up a few flights of stairs. I pressed the elevator call button. Or at least what I thought was the elevator call button. WRONG. It was the emergency call box. I didn’t realize what I had done until it started ringing, then I frantically pressed it numerous times hoping it would quit.

By some miraculous luck that rarely ever happens to me, the elevator door opens and we hop inside. We go on with getting our lunches and walk back to the elevator.

Except now, there are 2 fire trucks outside, sirens blaring, and a few firemen coming in the building.

I pretend like I know nothing and continue back to the office.

Idiotic things like this make up the story of my life.

And who was the genius who but the emergency call button so close to the elevator call button?! Thank you sir, for making my life just slightly more embarrassing.

My Fiancé is Cute

2 05 2009

And here’s why:



A year in Chicago!

1 05 2009

I can’t believe it’s been a year already.

It seriously seems like just yesterday I was pulling out of my driveway back home with my life packed up in a 14′ uhaul. I have never felt so sad, uncertain, and downright scared in my entire life. I also never imagined it would take over 9 hours, when it was only supposed to take 6 1/2 (Chris has a weak stomach and literally had to stop at every rest stop along the ohio turnpike).

Some key points from my first year in the Windy City:

  • moved here without a job, spent the summer unemployed (while having no $$ sucked, going to the beach all day was pretty awesome. so were the daiquiris consumed)
  • Attended the first Colonel Tribune tweetup, made my first friends in Chicago.
  • Finally got a job in August at Thorek Hospital. 3-11pm shift officially killed my social life for a bit.
  • Made my first trip home 5 months after I had moved. I have never felt so homesick in my life. I miss all my family and friends back home so much.
  • Jumped ship from Thorek in October when I was offered a full time position at Open Advanced MRI for more $$ and closer to home.
  • Returned to Pittsburgh for my favourite holiday- Thanksgiving. An obscene amount of turkey, carrots, and mashed potatoes were consumed by me.
  • The first word that comes to mind when I think of my first winter in Chicago: BRUTAL. Seriously, is it ever necessary for temperatures to reach -17˚ before factoring in windchill?!
  • I got engaged shortly after the WORST Christmas in history. It was so bad, I refuse to even discuss the details.
  • I went to the Winter Classic with my new friend Jessi O. marking my first experience at Wrigley Field. Kind of ironic to see a hockey game at a baseball field, but whatever. No one sang the Canadian National Anthem louder than me (at least in my head, that probably had to do with the earmuffs).
  • The friends I’ve made and things to do in my planner have grown exponentially, but I feel like I’m losing touch with friends back home. I don’t want to give up the old to make room for the new.
  • I thought for sure I was going to move back to Pittsburgh either shortly before or after the wedding, but now I’m not so sure. Chicago has dug its way into my cold, bitter heart. I think it has a lot to do with the aforementioned friendships.
  • I’m finally solidifying some wedding plans. And slowly turning into a Bridezilla. I call my mom at least once a day to discuss something about the wedding.
  • I still miss my mom every day.
  • Today marks the halfway point on my lease! In another year, we’ll be free!! And hopefully in a much more roomy space that we OWN.

With the year that’s come and gone, it’s incredible to look back at the things that I’ve done and how I’ve changed as a person. If my self today went back in time and told my 21 year old self that in the not too distant future I would be living in Chicago, I would have never believed it. I would also start wondering whether or not my future self had a mental breakdown or was into some crazy drugs.

And even though lately more often than not I lie awake in bed at night and have anxiety attacks over the lack of control I sometimes feel for my future, I am anxious to see what my second year will bring. With knowing what a roller coaster the first year was, this year I’ll know to enjoy the ride.

Weekend Roundup!

21 04 2009

Sadly, another weekend has come and gone. I hate seeing them go, they’re always far too short. I don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t mind working 10 hour days if it meant I could get an extra day off.

Friday’s plans included drinks with friends and seeing a local band, I Fight Dragons at the Cubby Bear. It was my first time seeing them live and they were A-MAZING!! I never dance in public, and I was dancing my ASS off with my friends (yes, alcohol helped). My fiancé and friend Thomas pulled the plug on the night before I got too crazy. (side note: is it weird that I hang out with my personal trainer outside of training?)

Saturday’s agenda: Baking with Jamie, Emily, and Brittainy. First, can I please tell you I now have 15 pounds of fondant in my refrigerator right now? FIFTEEN POUNDS!!!  I ordered four. But whatever, I only paid $20 for it, and it will probably last me through the next 6 months. Who has a birthday coming up?? Anyone..?? Bueller..??

Anyway, we made some little red velvet cupcake things, and a 3 layer cake:

Now I’m a bit biased, but I think its quite lovely!! 3 yummy layers of yellow and red velvet cake. And it was our first time experimenting with fondant.

Those flowers? Yep, we made those out of fondant too. Although I wouldn’t recommend eating them. Think sugary play-doh. If that’s your kinda thing though, have at it.

Jamie will probably hate me for posting this but she covered that little guy in fondant and made the heart. SO CUTE (and tasty)!

Even though Sunday was only yesterday it feels like a billion years ago. The only thing I remember doing was going to personal training. I still feel like a lazy fool. Maybe it was all the cake.

So, how was your weekend? Did you do anything fun? Consume any goodies? Make a fool of yourself?