Just for you, Amber, here are seven more random facts about me.
1. I really hate the feeling of make up on my face, so I rarely wear it. If I'm going somewhere where I feel like I must wear make up, the second I get home I usually wash it off.
2. My feet are always cold. It doesn't matter if I'm wearing socks and Ugs, and sometimes it doesn't even matter if I'm wearing 3 pairs of socks and my Ugs, my feet are still cold. weird- I know.
3. I eat grapefruit weird. I like to cut it like It's an orange and eat it that way, instead of eating it like most people do.
4. Scarves are my favorite accessory... ever.
5. I'm a camel when it comes to water. Whenever I go out to eat with Drew or friends, my water glass probably gets refilled about 9 times. And, not like the waiter or waitress keeps topping off my glass, it's usually like I drink the whole glass and they come fill it all the way up again.
6. Whenever it rains, if I'm home by myself, I have to watch You've Got Mail, or Sleepless in Seattle.
7. I love breakfast. I could eat donuts, pastries, muffins, and bread for every meal for the rest of my life and be happy. I probably won't, becasue I think that my self control is a little better than that, but I would sure like to!
Last night Drew and I didn't have any plans, which rarely happens. I feel like we're always going somewhere, doing something, or meeting someone. I love staying busy like that, but every once in a while its nice to have nothing planned. So, after dinner we decided to go to the grocery store and get stuff to make gingerbread houses!
Well, my husband is... amazing. He's one of those people that you love to hate becasue they're so dang good at everything. But I don't hate him for that... he's my hero. His gingerbread house (which we actually made with graham crackers becasue it's cheaper, easier, and in my opinion more delicious) was incredible. I am biased when it comes to my husband, becasue he's my favorite, but his ginger bread house was truly amazing. It looked like an architect had made it. Just look at the dimensions that house has!
I was too timid to try anything fancy, but I liked mine becasue it had a reeses pieces roof and a Christmas tree out in front.
Yes, yes, I know it's not even Thanksgiving yet... but it's Christmas time in the Petersen house!
Sunday is lazy day at the Petersen home. After two services at church, meeting with friends afterwards, and running errands, we're usually ready to get home and crash. Today that meant laying in front of the TV in our pajamas. My favorite.
As Drew was flipping through some channels he passed by HGTV (Home and garden channel) and Design on a Dime was on. I told him that I hated that show because I am usually so disappointed in the outcomes of the rooms. I yell at the people and say things like, "Why would you do that!" and "OH come on... that was HORRIBLE!" and "You can do better than that, don't let me down!" Like a guy would yell at the quarterback for throwing an interception. I bet if someone wasn't watching TV with me, but they could hear me yelling they might put money down that I was watching some kind of sport.
Now I can understand why guys get so into sports. But for me, it's not a football team that I get worked up over. It's depressing seeing such great rooms lose to such awful designers.
Note: There are some shows that I love on HGTV. Quite a few in fact, and those are the designers that I cheer for and get excited about watching in action.
Today, on Martha Stewart, Snoop Dog was her guest. Seriously. I would bet that even the best story teller in the world, would never even think to put those two in the same story... let alone be the same kitchen.
Snoop dog... on Martha Stewart?
The hood vs. the Hampton's... The rebel vs. the traditional... The gangsta vs. the cupcake... The bling master vs. the cashmere queen... Fried Chicken vs. Grilled Chicken with Kumquat-Lemongrass Dressing...
Like a train wreck, I watched- in complete fear- as Martha and Snoop made mashed potatoes.
They pealed the "ski-zins", talked about his posse, learned some vocab words that Snoop said were "essential to sound cool in da hood." Oh, and my favorite part? They talked about his new Christmas Album, featuring songs such as Santa Clause goes strait to the ghetto, Christmas in the Ghetto, and Party 4 da Homies. I looked this up becasue I thought he was kidding. But, I should have known better. I would like to be in the car with Martha or making mashed potatoes with her, when she listens from the beginning to the end of Snoops entire Christmas CD. I'm not sure what she would say or what would happen... but I am pretty sure I wouldn't want to miss it.
Also, I started keeping track of how many times Snoop asked what they were making. And, in 10 minutes Martha had to remind him 12 times that they were making mashed potatoes*.
The rest of the show wasn't worth watching, becasue I think that Martha is awkward, and I like her magazine much better... but I just couldn't change the channel while snoop was in her kitchen.
So I'm not a huge fan of being tagged, but I am a huge fan of the lovely lady who tagged me, Alyssa Maine, so I will set aside my selfish desire to not blog and I will blog.
Ok seven random facts about myself...
1. I never sneeze just once.Never. My sneezes almost always come in two-zies... but I do remember sneezing nine times in a row once. I know, pretty impressive.
2. I know every single word to these Disney soundtracks: Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Peter Pan, Beauty and the Beast, Alice in Wonderland, Sword in the Stone, and Aladdin. Also, as a side note, I still love watching all of these movies. Drew say's that it doesn't bug him when I sing along, but I have a feeling that my tone-deafness will get to him over time.
3. I would rather wear pajamas. I love shopping, LOVE IT, maybe more than I should... but my favorite thing to wear is pajamas.
4. I think the man on the Quaker oatmeal box is creepy. I don't know what it is about him, maybe his hat, or scary smile. But, I'm pretty sure that if I was ever living my worst nightmare he would be hiding in my closet... I just got shivers thinking about how scary that would be.
5. I can't go to sleep unless I am surrounded by pillows. More specifically, I can't sleep without my body pillow. I've had it for a few years, and it looks worn and pathetic, but I'm addicted. You can't judge a pillow by it's outside... it's the coziest thing I own.
6. I love Seattle. I love the weather and I love that you can walk everywhere, or take the bus. One day I would love to live in Seattle and own my own little coffee shop that Drew and I live above. *sigh*
7. I have to have coffee everyday.
So there you go, seven random facts about me. If it's ok, I'm not going to tag anyone, but if you would like to be tagged... consider yourself tagged.
I'm sitting here watching Good Morning America and I've never been one totally into politics, but my husband is... and they just said something that caught my attention.
I know that I should be better at watching McCain and Obama speeches, but honestly I'm just not. If Drew is watching something on line or on TV, most of the time I'll tune in too, but I would never be the one to go searching on line or look up TV times of important speeches. Not becasue I don't care... but becasue I now have a Husband who can fill me in on the majority of what's going on.
Anyways, back to Good morning America. Diane Sawyer (who I happen to think is really cute) started talking about how lots of people are wondering if Obama is nothing more than a good actor. They played numerous tapes of him speaking with a teleprompter- he sounds incredible. Then they played tapes with him without a teleprompter-ridiculous. "Uh...um...uh...well uh...uh..."
Now, I'm not saying I would be incredible without any kind of help from Stage... I know I wouldn't. I would probably be giggling because I'm so nervous and mix up my words and say things like, "I want to be Pwesident to that I can hewp people". But on a more serious note Obama... if you have important things and issues that you want to bring up and are so passionate about, how come you can't talk about the without someone feeding you your lines? is it becasue you don't know what you're talking about...?
I have heard Obama say, "YES WE CAN!" numerous times... but apparently he CAN'T when he's off a teleprompter?
Someone who I like a little bit better who says "YES WE CAN" and follows through would be Bob the Builder.
The past couple times that I have gotten on to blog, I have been bothered that my web address is email@example.com, not firstname.lastname@example.org...
So today I decided I needed to finally do something to change it. And when I say that I'm going to change it... I really mean that my husband, who is amazingly savvy at amazing design, is going to make me a fabulous new site. Lucky me that he's so cool and nice and likes to do that kind of thing.
Anyways... stay posted. One of these days real soon I'll have a link to my new site!
Well... it's been a crazy summer for Drew and I... and I'm so glad that fall is just around the corner. Jackets, scarves and all things cold weather really excite me. Especially since this will be the first winter that I have ever had that actually feels like winter. An eighty degree December will not be where I am this year. Nope... I will be in Louisville basking in the coziness of my little house eating chocolate chip cookies and sipping hot chocolate.
I just don't think I ever 100 percent fit into the California mold, and I am totally OK with that. I know that not everyone does these things, but I'm not a fan of Christmas lights and ornaments on palm tree's, snowmen made out of sand, a fire in the fireplace when it's not cold enough outside for a fire... or pictures of surfing Santa's.
Really... who started that Santa trend anyways? Santa lives in the North Pole. I'm sure he knows what a surfboard is, because I'm sure he has put a few under some trees... but I'm pretty sure that he doesn't know how to ride one. He's old... fat... and knowing how to drive a flying sleigh is a big enough accomplishment for him. Santa does not surf. He's not that compliant. He's always seen wearing the same thing and since about the 4th Century he's been in the same line of work. I'm just pretty sure that Santa likes his gig and isn't at all interested in becoming a surfer bum. But that's just my two cents.
I'm sorry if I offended anyone who may have surfing Santa paraphernalia. I'm sure yours is great...