Busiest/best week ever!

Okay, so here's the deal. My roomie/common-law wifey is a teacher and, therefore, has nothing to do in the summer. This results in many a social activity in the evenings. I hang in there pretty well, usually sober, but still. Anyway, this week has been crazy. Tuesday: Trivia at Tanner's...we won...again! Wednesday: Saving Abel at P&L, they put on a heckuva show...Bri caught the set list...and asked the lead singer to marry her. Thursday: Chris Young/Julianne Hough at P&L...also an amazing show in some beautiful weather. Friday: Work half day and head back to Great Bend for a weekend filled with fireworks, booze, bffs, amazing family, trampoline jumping, Delgado's, and, if we're lucky, the GC. I'm not sure how next week can top this week. The only thing that could have made this week better would have been getting the Yallapalooza tickets they were giving away on the radio, unfortunately I didn't have anything patriotic (which was a requirement to show for tickets) so I didn't even bother stopping. Not for lack of trying to think of something though. I even contemplated stopping and singing "Proud to be an American" and using that as my patriotic evidence. :)

Trivia Champions of the World!!!

Last summer, Bri and I would frequent trivia at Tanner’s on Wednesday and Thursday nights. We just did it for fun, nothing too serious, just a little entertainment for the weeknights. This summer rolls around and of course we begin to frequent trivia again, only this time with all of our friends who have recently moved to the KC metro. I’m here to let you know that we have won trivia twice in a two-week period. It’s about the most exciting thing ever. I’d like to take a minute to thank the creaters of the 3G wireless network, Shazam, Google, and all television shows we’ve watched throughout the years. These wins wouldn’t have been born if it wasn’t for you!

If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you?

It was another great weekend with great friends filled with great memories! This weekend me and many of my closest friends packed up and headed to Noel, MO, for a float trip. The 9 of use left at 6:00 Saturday morning and started our “6 hour” float down the river. By 6-hour float, I actually mean closer to 8 ½ hours, but it was still really fun. Really relaxing, actually. We jumped off a bridge, shored up to eat some lunchables, watched some guy submerge his canoe completely, got yelled at by some crazy wife who thought we were talking about her husband, saw some private parts, gave an award for “best dressed” guy (shout out to Josh/Kyle the NASCAR fan), tried to get some strangers to have intercourse, slept on some hard ass ground (or on a picnic table with a wet blanket, if you’re Eppie), and got a little sunburnt. Next year we’re planning on doing the 5-mile/3 to 4 hour float since we shore up a lot that will take closer to 6 hours for us. It was a really fun time! I had to take a 3 ½ hour nap yesterday though, my oldness just can’t hang like it used to, it needs a full day to recover!

Murphy's Law

Okay, let me start off by saying that I had no idea it had been so long since my last post. Over a month? This is a little ridiculous. I guess that's what happens when you are really busy and don't have time to think of a topic at work. Anyway, my apologies. Now, on to the real thing. Everyone is familiar with Murphy's Law. Well, I am the living definition of Murphy's Law. Anything that can go wrong in my life usually will. I'd feel sorry for myself, except for the fact that it's actually pretty funny. Today is evidence of this, as my car (which was working just fine at 1:30 today) now won't start (found this out at approximately 4:57). Honestly, I think it's because at 4:16 today I said, "I'm just ready to be done for the day. Nothing else good can come out of me today." Stupid curse. :)

On a much more exciting note, my friends and I are going on a float trip this weekend. There may need to be multiple blog entries to document the fun that will be had by all.

Cussing

People who don't cuss kind of irritate me. Also, I think they're liars. I don't think I've ever met someone who hasn't let a cuss word go every now and then. And who deemed cussing as bad anyway? In my opinion, people who don't cuss 1) are always judging others for their "offensive language" and 2) lack ways to express themselves. Seriously, let me set up a scenario. SCENARIOS! You drive home after a long day at work that was particularly stressful and you're trying to get your stuff out of the car. You turn around, with your hand in the door, and it slams right on your precious little fingers. Now what? Do you a) say "shit, fuck, son of a bitch", all rolled into one sentence, b) thank God for this learning experience and pray for your fingers to heal, or c) say "oh man, that is a real stinker of a situation"? If you answered "b" or "c", I'd recommend never reading my blog again for fear that you may read something offensive. :)

Facebook applications

The other day I was mindlessly clicking around on Facebook (I know this comes as a HUGE shock to anyone who knows me) and I scrolled all the way to the bottom of my home page and clicked on Options. I didn't really know what this would do or what I was trying to find, but I knew I couldn't screw anything up too bad by clicking it. Anyway, to my surprise, it opened all the applications I've blocked from my mini-feed. WOW. I knew I had blocked a lot of applications, but I bet there was at least 50 or more in there. Farmtown, yoville, fishworld, farkel, send kisses, death time, mafia wars, the list goes on and on. Anyway, this got me thinking about the people who play ALL of these games (yes, I am 100% sure there is at least one person on my list who plays every single facebook application game shit waste of time). How do these people have the time to do this? I find that many of the people who play MULTIPLE (and that's being polite) games are the same people complaining about not having any money, etc., my suggestion to them would be to go get a job. If you don't know what work is (because I know many people don't know the definition of work), Webster's Dictionary defines it as "activity in which one exerts strength or faculties to do or perform something." Becca defines it as a means to make money and occupy time during the day. Also, gives you something to talk about in social situations other than who gave you a spotted duck on your weird island.

Go Royals...errr...

Rewind to Monday afternoon. I'm sitting in my spacious cubicle at work, enjoying a nice day-long e-mail thread with Kyle and Jess, when Kyle busts out the big guns and asks if we want to go to the Royals game on Tuesday with Kendra (my friend, his g/f). I, of course, jumped at the opportunity. I almost couldn't type "I'm in" fast enough. It's like my brain thought I only had 4 seconds to reply before the offer was off the table. Anyway, I get through the rest of my Monday, wake up Tuesday, almost pee my pants because it's Royals game day and, since Kyle gave us the hookup, we were going for free AND getting good seats. I survive my day at work, race home, change, and we head out on our merry little way. Bri and I paper-rock-sissored for who would drive. This is especially funny because Bri and I are the two most indecisive people you will ever meet. Our conversation went about like this, Bri: "Paper-rock-sissor for who drives?" Me: "Okay." Bri: "One time or best out of three?" Me: "Let's just do one time." This is where this story really takes off, we tied on the first two times, so we had to do best out of three. Bahaha. You kind of had to be there. Anyway, head out on the road, Bri continuously says, "I'm hauling mad ass." This is hilarious even today, because I laughed when I wrote it. So, by the time we're getting to The K, "madass" is said all the time and it's making us all laugh, so we started in on weiner and nut jokes (it was buck night, so hot dogs and peanuts were $1). I'm glad my friends are equally as immature as I am, because these jokes were cracking me up. I did learn a couple of things at the game though. 1) Ken Griffey Jr. STILL plays baseball. I know, I thought he died too, he's got to be at least 900 years old. 2) We found the lamest couples in the KC metro. They sat right in front of us. I think I vomited a little in my mouth when the one girl picked EYE BOOGERS out of her b/f's eye. Their male friend appeared to flat iron his hair. 3) The Royals always blow their lead. Sad but true. 4) Kendra thinks Big League bubble gum is called "Out of the League." BAHAHAHAHAHA.

Grandparents

"I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich."

I ran across this quote today and it made me think of my grandparents. Maybe it's because I had brunch with them only hours before finding this. Anyway, it got me thinking about how lucky I am to have such great grandparents. Seriously. I think they could give anyone a run for their money in the g-rent department. They have got to be the two hardest-working people I know. My grandma will be 80 in a few months and still works full-time as a Realtor. My grandpa retired several years ago, but he still maintains all their rental houses and is in the process of completely re-doing a house they bought. He'll be 81 in October. Whenever I get together with them, I ALWAYS laugh out loud. My personal favorite from today would be when we were saying our goodbyes outside the restaurant and my grandma says, "what are you 24 now? you know, in my day you'd be considered an old maid not being married yet." Yes, my grandma essentially called me an old maid and, yes, I found it hysterical. The other guarantee of hanging out with them is that they ALWAYS find someone they know or have a connection to. It's crazy. They have found people they have connections to in other countries. They're just friendly people. I like to think that's where I get my friendly demeanor from. :)

Thank you for thanking me

I pride myself on being a very polite person, especially in places of service (restaurants, drive-thrus, banks, wal-mart, etc.). I once worked at a bank and found that people who were rude or had bad attitudes toward someone doing a service to them were appalling. Anyway, the one problem I've found with my polite demeanor is thanking people who thank me. Seriously. It happened to me today. I was walking out the door to my department, held it for someone coming in, and they said, "thank you." Yes, you are correct, I replied, "Thanks!" Really, Becca? People don't think you're polite. They think you have a learning disability.

Poop stall

Everyone knows what I'm talking about. Don't be embarrassed, just embrace it. It's common knowledge that the last stall in a public bathroom (especially bathrooms in the workplace) is the designated poop stall. I don't know how this started. Whether it's the farthest away so the possible stink won't linger as bad, whether it's so no one can see your shoes at the bottom of the stall, or so no one will see you through the tiny cracks in the door. I've had several funny experiences with the poop stall and the people in it. My first favorite would have to be the time I went to the bathroom (to pee) and someone was occupying the poop stall. I usually try to go in the first stall in bathrooms because studies show that is the cleanest stall. Anyway, the poop staller flushes, leaves the stall, and tries to quickly get out the door before she can be seen. It's like pooping is embarrassing or something. Clearly her mother did not read her Everyone Poops as a child. No worries though, as I'm sure you are all wondering, I did see who it was. Now whenever I see her around the building, all I see is a big turd. Just kidding. :) Moving on. My second favorite is the courtesy flush. I most often hear courtesy flushes when someone is having a "drop gut" experience. It's like they are trying to muffle the sound or something. Oh, and my other favorite, which I think many other people can relate to, are poop wars. When two people are in the bathroom, clearly both pooping, but no one can poop because they are a shy pooper. In this case, both people stay in the stalls until the other person gives up. Seriously. I think that it's not because you are embarrassed about pooping, I think it's that you are embarrassed about the childhood game you are turning pooping into.

Gerascophobia

Gerascophobia: Fear of growing old. This is the closest phobia I could find to fear of growing up. My 24th birthday is in mere days and, to be quite honest, I'm not ready for it. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love birthdays, but 24? Really? After doing a little self-psych exam, I think the problem stems from many people I know taking gigantic leaps into adultism. It's about to the point where everyone at my 10-year class reunion will a) have kids b) be married c) be married AND divorced or d) some combination of all of the above. How are people ready for this? I actually think I'm Benjamin Buttoning this bitch. I'm getting younger as I age. Seriously, I think I still act like I'm about 14. Maybe someday I'll learn the secret to growing up, but for now it just scares the shit out of me.

Becca just don't understand.

There are many, many things I don't understand in life, but we'll start with the basics. I don't understand people on facebook. They say the first step is admitting you have a problem, so here it is: I am addicted to facebook. Also, I'm like a true addict, I do not wish to seek help for my problem. Having spent a large amount of time on facebook since I first signed up in 2004 (yes, that was six years ago), I have compiled a list of things I find quite annoying. In hopes to learn that I'm not the only one out there, I'll share some.

1) Depressing status updates. Seriously, is it just me, or are the same people who update "Fiona Smith is tired of life, just want it to end" the exact same people who update "Fiona Smith wishes people would just stay out of her business, if I want you to know something, I'll tell you"? Well Fiona, if you didn't want people to ask, you wouldn't have posted it for the world to see. I try to steer clear of posting on any stupid status updates. My Mom taught me that if you ignore annoying behavior, it might go away.

2) Incorrect spelling. www.dictionary.com. Try it out. If you are advanced enough to use facebook, you are advanced enough to use dictionary.com.

3) Adding people you have never met. This isn't eharmony, don't waste my time. It's weird, and I'm going to reject you.

4) tHiS kInD oF TyPiNg. That is annoying. We are not in the 6th grade talking on MSN messenger anymore. Type like you are at least partially educated.

5) Interest: God, partying, blacking out, hooking up, the Bible. Really? Really those are your interests? Don't judge the life I lead if you think God really enjoys being mixed in with somewhat irresponsible behavior. I'm down with JC, but I also know enough not to be hypocritical.

6) People who flaunt their virginity. If you are this old and are still a virgin, it's not because you are choosing to be, it's because no one wants to hook up with you.

7) Having a conversation of what has been going on in your life for the past 6 years with your 1st grade BFF via wall-to-wall posts. There are two beautiful features facebook came up with. They are message and facebook chat. Take your conversation there. If 1/2 of my homepage is a conversation between people, it's a bit much.

8) Entire facebook albums of pictures you took of yourself. "Just driving to the mall," "Just watching t.v.," etc. Unnecessary. Make some friends and take pictures with them. It will be fun. I promise.

Anyway, I guess that's it for now. I'm sure I could come up with many more, but I think this blog post has gone on long enough!

UGH!

I knew I'd screw something up my first time posting pictures. Here are the two cut off pictures. I know my two followers are dying to see these :)! I'll try to do better next time. Who invited me to the blog party?!

Vegas!!!

Well, I'm only about 2ish weeks behind on posting, but my Mom always taught me better late than never. :) Vegas was a blast. There is talk of a siblings trip to Vegas with my family, and I'm more than ready. First of all, when we got there, one of our rooms ended up being a suite. Jackpot!

I don't really even know where to start. Even though we were only there for about 4 days, we packed so much into it that I really feel like I saw a lot of things. Bri, Brittany, and Jess rode the rollercoasters at the top of the Stratosphere, no thank you. I almost peed my pants just looking at the pictures. Kendra and I opted to gamble and get drunk while waiting. I've learned many things since coming home, probably the most important being that you aren't supposed to take pictures in casinos. Oops. :) They must not have been worried about me winning too much money on nickel slots. Anyway, my absolute favorite part of Vegas was Fremont Street. Seriously, if you've never been to Vegas (or even if you have) make sure you go there. It's way cool. Go at night though. That's my Vegas wisdom for you. I think next time I go, I'll probably even stay there. Anyway, I'll leave you with some pictures from my trip. That way you can live vicariously through me!

















Welp, that's all for now. I'll try to be better about updating!

biting the bullet

well, i've had this blog/diary for about a few months-ish now, and i've just started telling people i have it. is this a little weird? yes. you may think it's pointless to have one if no one reads it, but i don't really want to be one of those crazy people who shoves it down people's throats. maybe now that i'm becoming an "experienced blogger" i'll be able to put up pictures and whatnot.

i'm moving on now, and dedicating this post to how much i love basketball season. love it. there is nothing better than the sound of shoes on the court and the ball going through the net. it's also nice to have something to watch several nights week. oh, and it's also nice to be a fan of such a great team (rock chalk)! basically, i'm telling you to get sucked into the wonderfulness that is ku basketball season.

oh, and also, i'm going to vegas with all of my best girlfriends! we're going to be a seven-man wolfpack wandering around vegas looking for aussie strippers and booze. i modified that because we are not looking for cocaine and we are going to see aussie strippers. i don't know if anything can ever be as much fun as the time we'll have while we're there. DEFINITELY will be pictures to put in those posts. and loads and loads of stories. :)

go away winter

the only time i like winter is when it's summer and i'm so ungodly hot that i can't handle it, so i say "i wish it was winter." well, winter is definitely here and i'm not a fan. i mean, don't get me wrong, the snow is super pretty, but when you have to go to the 9-5, it gets pretty inconvenient. okay, i'm done with the complaints. this whole blog thing gets a little difficult for me. some days i'm dying to post 14 times, but then i don't post for weeks, and it's not like i'm even that busy. so, i'll try to be better about it for my faithful non-followers. :) not much is new around here, just hanging out with my two usual girlfriends and looking forward to the weekend of some more of our friends coming up later. more to come!

oh, ps, new years was awesome. apparently i have the best friends in the world. who else can just hang out and drink all day while playing scenarios, karaoke revolution party, and uno!