Quotes

I thought I'd let people know that most of the quotes that come from our house are from movies. So, here is a list of movies/shows that are frequently quoted around here:

-Nacho Libre
-Saturday Night Live (Bad Boys episode)
-Everybody Loves Raymond
-ER
-The Grinch
-Anchorman
-Talladega Nights
-Snickers Commercial (Patrick? What's up Brian...Rawr!!!!...Oops...)
-Heavyweights
-Rocky
-Cat Bumper Sticker (I can haz cheezburger?)

As you can see, we are all very well rounded when it comes to our entertainment. Or something like that.

Names

First of all, I FOUND MY PHONE!!!!! Secondly, I think my family has problems naming things. I'll give you a taste of what I mean. Yesterday, my sister told me that my stripper name is "Titties McGee". Well I couldn't let that go unanswered, so I told her that her stripper name is "Bubbles Panclocks". For the rest of the night I continued to call her Panclocks and she answered to it every single time. This isn't the first time we've had weird names for each other. Some of them aren't appropriate enough for me to mention. But my two sisters are listed in my phone as "The Skipper" and "Da Cheat", my brother is "Lawgiver", and my brother and sister-in-law is "Trogdor and Emmersly". This problem also goes further. When our cat starts eating the plants in our house, my sister calls it "Cat Salad" which I know sounds disgusting. My brother has called me "Squinty McSquinter-pants" before. Our cat can be called Wittle Kitty, Kitten, Spyder Slayer, Gandorf Salrong Mitchell the Grey, Spike, or any other name you feel like calling him at the moment. My sister calls the movie The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe "Turkish Delight". When we talk about contraband, we usually mean having food downstairs. Scahonayed is a term we use to mean you got your butt handed to you (usually by dad) because of something you did or didn't do (usually the dishes or eating downstairs). We call the catnip used on our cats toys "Cat Weed". We have so many code names for everything that I feel sorry for anyone that has to listen to our conversations. I'm a little worried about what my children or the children of my family members are going to be named.

Dentist

I had a dentist appointment today. I really hate the dentist. All that scraping and pulling on your mouth for an hour can be tiring and painful. But good news, no cavities!!! I'm still going strong, 20 years old and not one cavity ever. Lets try for 21!

It's Time

Someone asked me last night what I had been doing all summer. I hate it when people ask me that because I can only give a pretty depressing answer. I told them I've been working. What else? Reading lots of books. What else? Watching movies with my parents. What else? Um... that about sums up my summer. When I think about it, it makes me kind of sad that I didn't do more. Our family did spend a weekend going to Yellowstone and that was amazingly fun and we did pick huckleberries a couple of times, but I don't have anything else to show for my months of being home besides a fairly good tan. I was thinking last night that I would really like to go somewhere new. And not so much just to visit, I would like to live somewhere I've never been before. Not long term, maybe just a year or so. I would really like to live somewhere in Europe. It doesn't really matter to me much where. But the problem with that is 1) I don't have any money and 2) I need to finish school first. At least my bachelors. Just once I want to do something worth talking about. I've never been the child that my parents can really brag about or even talk more than a few minutes about. But I don't want to do it for them, I want to do it for me. I want to get away from all the people around here whose main goal is to get married and have children and stay in Idaho. I'm in no way saying that's not a great goal, it's just not what I want. I want to get married, sure. But more for the reason that I want a friend I can share my adventures with. Someone I can talk to and will listen to me. Someone who wants to help me do things that I don't have the courage to do by myself. One of my friends is forgoing her wedding reception to go to Europe because she loves it so much over there. I wouldn't want to do that because I think a reception is a good way to say goodbye to the old life and hello to the new phase of your life. But I'm still insanely jealous that she gets to visit Europe twice before I have gone even once. I know this post is all over the place and that things don't really flow together all that well, but I have to get it out of my head or I'll go crazy. I think I've had too much time to think about things lately. I need something to occupy my mind. It's time to go back to school.