Narcissism at it’s finest

For the Kissy Faced Booty Shaker birthday this year we gave way to her narcissism and participated wholeheartedly in a “J” party. One rule: you couldn’t come as yourself (way too many friends who’s names start with J), but that didn’t stop people from coming dressed as their own interpretations of each other. The pictures tell the real story so I will let them do just that. KFBS, I know your birthday was full of laughter and good friends and I truly hope it was enough to fulfill your need for attention until next year. ;) Loves!

Party Goers

No Longer Easy E as "J-Wow"

The Kissy Faced Birthday Girl as "Jolly Green Giant"

Katrainwreck and My BMF as "Juno and Joe Dirt"

Momma as "Jugs"

Steve-o as "My BMF"

"Jockey" wins the triple crown

How come....

Do you ever pay attention to what pops up when you start typing something into a google search? I have said time and again that the public education system has failed people and this is cut and dry proof…

Type in: When should…
You get: i take a pregnancy test

Type in: What does it mean…
You get: when your poop is green

Type in: How do…
You get: you get pregnant

Now go to google and type in: How come

:)

Poopulations

A little gem courtesy of the Gray Lining who works in the grant writing field.

Upon review the Application Guide for NIH and Other PHS Agencies, a guide developed and maintained by the National Institutes of Health, The Gray Lining happened upon this fantastic typo….

“…will benefit from unique features of the scientific environment or subject poopulations or will employ useful collaborative arrangements…”

Poopulations…ha. Nice.

Reminded me of how the minutes to the monthly Board Meeting read just after I was hired. They stated that the new “Pubic Education Specialist” was hired. Yeah, that nickname didn’t stick for months at all.

I walked into the party like I was walking onto a yacht…

I’ve decided I’m giving everyone life size cardboard cutouts of myself for their birthdays from now on. The KFBS was the first recipient.

I bet that song was about me.

You ain't got no alibi...

So I was waiting in the checkout line of Le Target Boutique today and a woman behind me asked me to turn around so she could see the front of my haircut. She then proceeded to tell me how cute it was and how she wanted exactly that but was worried her face was to round for it. Having had a shit couple days recently and of course always loving a compliment I thanked her and a smile filled by face.

As I was walking out of the store my strut turned to a walk and my smile drew to a close and was replaced with a slightly bitten lip and a raised eyebrow (my thinking face). Yes, it was a compliment and one that made me smile but the woman who it came from was well into her late sixties, perhaps even her early seventies. Hmm, over an hour later I’m still not sure how I should feel about it.

A's Yearbook

In an effort to help you get to know the wonderful individuals that are daily players in my life and in this blog, I thought I would introduce you to them ‘yearbook’ style.

This one is in honor of a special day coming up....Happy Birthday KFBS! I hope it is the most wonderful of days filled with lots of "J's"!

Most Likely to Fall up the Stairs:

Kissy Faced Booty Shaker

I met the Kissy Faced Booty Shaker (KFBS) in a very different way than most of my friends…oddly enough I have Craigslist to thank for her presence in my life. Pause what you’re thinking so I can tell you that I found her in the Community section under people looking to play on a softball team. She played softball for the University of Phoenix Online in college and has been a wonderful addition to “I’d Hit That”.

At first it seemed she was just going to be just another softball teammate but I guess we fed her and gave her beer or something and she never left. Funny how strays do that ;) All joking aside the KFBS fit so well into my life it’s as if she has always been around, a kind of comfortable familiarity existed very quickly.

@ the KFBS's Birthday Wig Party, note the idiot in the background with the giant blond afro...yeah, that's the author of this fine blog

If I had to describe The KFBS in one word it would be not be graceful. I would say on average she probably falls or at the very least stumbles 4.7 times a week. Let’s put it this way, she makes me look like a ballerina. Oddly enough the only time she seems to have a great deal of coordination is when she is kissy face booty dancing (hence the name). For your lack of grace and the hilarity it brings I award you Kissy Faced Booty Shaker, “Most Likely To Fall Up The Stairs”. Congrats!

JJ working on his kissy faced booty shaking, the Kissy Faced Booty Shaker does not approve.

Say hello to super casual Friday

Pajama jeans? What?!? That's right. They are jeans that feel like sweatpants, or are they sweatpants that look like jeans. I don't know! But I do know one thing....pajama jeans = awesome.

If you thought casual Friday was a treat before, now you can pull the wool over your bosses eyes, he won't even know you wore sweatpants to work....they even have brass rivets that make them look like designer jeans!

You're pretty

In grad school I had an amazing professor named Lloyd Kolbe, google him, seriously this man is the shiznit. Not only does he have an amazing beard, he has made some pretty amazing accomplishments in the world of public health.

Aside from being a public health god, he was full of interesting ideas; such as the idea that no one is actually stupid. He was a large believer in the Howard Gardner theory of multiple intelligences. This theory developed in the early 80’s basically states that there are 7 intelligences. They consist of Linguistic intelligence, Logical-mathematical intelligence, Musical intelligence, Bodily-kinesthetic intelligence, Spatial intelligence, Interpersonal intelligence, and Intrapersonal intelligence. He later added Naturalist intelligence to his theory.
I always found it to be a great way of thinking as a teacher, especially as a teacher of a subject I always felt like students could excel at, if taught in the proper way, despite their intelligence (as in the traditional definition).

In the days you’ve known me I’m willing to bet each of you has done or said something “stupid” and I have undoubtedly told you how pretty you were or how great you personality is. According to this theory I was merely pointing your intelligence. You’re welcome.

So, I will happily use (and add to) Mr. Gardner’s theory and the next time you say something stupid don’t be surprised if I tell you how aesthetically intelligent or interpersonally intelligent you are.

Betcha didn’t know…

My dad watches Desperate Housewives.

The color of a Chicken’s earlobes determines the color of eggs it will lay.