Whoever.....(also known as a little rant)

Sometimes, a girl just needs to get a few things off her chest.  Here's a little Monday morning rant for ya....

Whoever built the fence in my backyard, which fell down Saturday night due to too much wind and rain, is really not on my nice list.  Not at all.  (Of course, there are fences down all over town and most people had trees down too so I really shouldn't complain!)

Whoever said "Absence makes the heart grow fonder" was full of crap and obviously was not in a long distance relationship.  Because it's hard.  Really hard.  And I miss that boyfriend of mine.

Whoever invented the triceps dip on a weight bench that my trainer tortures me with more often than I'd like is now on my list of people who I'd like to see fall off the face of the earth.  I've never felt pain like that.  I couldn't even wash my hair one day last week because it hurt too bad to lift my arms above my head.  And then while complaining about this to College Roomie, I learned that her string-bean armed self somehow has Arnold-Schwartzeneger-type guns and can do 76 of those dips without stopping??  I did 3 set of 15 and literally almost cried.  Holy crap--she's super human strong!

Compare our arm size...how is this possible?!?

Whoever thought it was a good idea to give college aged girls a big SUV that Daddy paid for an a fancy cell phone they never put down clearly never drove on a college campus.  Come on, girls.  Get it together!


Whoever is responsible for OSU football sucking it up this year needs to be fired or flogged or something because this is just not acceptable.  Let's catch the ball, make good passes, punt more than 14 yards, and for the love let's gain positive yards on a run!  I'm headed to the land of orange this weekend for homecoming and I better not leave disappointed!

Whoever has not seen Friends and does not get my daily references to the show---such as last week when I said, "I don't know what on a break means, but it wasn't good for Ross and Rachel"---is seriously missing out on all things good.

Whoever decided that it was a good idea for offices to open at 8 in the morning should be punched in the face.  Seriously, if I could get another hour of sleep every day I promise I would be more productive while I'm there.  Pinky swear.

Let's Rant a Little...

"Some people come into our lives and leave footprints on our hearts, while others come into our lives and make us wanna leave footprints on their face." ~Unknown

As you've read before, sometimes a girl just needs to rant.  Here are a few things that have been annoying me lately.

1.  My gym.  Here is the story.  There is no excuse for me to have to go and ask someone two weekends in a row if they would please put the game on the tvs.  It's a GYM.  Why the heck do we have it on CSI, the home shopping channel and some Lifetime movie?  Are you kidding me?  Not acceptable.  It's freaking football season.  You're a freaking gym.  Get it together.

2.  People bashing on Notre Dame.  I've heard several people make comments like, "I just hate that Notre Dame gets so much attention and it always on tv even when they are not good."  "Everyone loves Notre Dame for no reason."  Okay, let me explain.  People love Notre Dame because it's full of tradition.  It's because they are always on tv and the radio that they turn 5 year old kids like me into life long fans.  Until you've been to Notre Dame and seen what goes on there on game day, you can't comment on this.  I'm here to tell you, and this is from a girl who has been to a lot of great college football events, there is nothing like game day at Notre Dame.  That place is magical.  Especially when they win in  over time and you rush the field.  And this year, they're 10-0 so shut your face about them being on tv (everywhere but my gym, as noted above).  That's right where they should be.

Photo of us singing the alma mater on the field with Eifert and Riddick.

3.  The deli.  So on Saturday night after the gym I went to the grocery store to get my favorite lunch meat, bourbon chicken.  I'd been looking forward to a sandwich all week.  I get home, make my sandwich, take a bite, and realize that the darn girl gave me regular chicken instead of bourbon chicken.  Really, lady?  Really?

4.  Creepy guy at the post office.  Here's the deal.  When you're all dirty (like need to take a shower or three), smell like liquor at 10 in the morning, and try to pick up a girl dressed in a suit, the line "Hey baby let me see if there's a ring on that finger" is not going to work.  You may get to see a finger allright, but it's not going to be the one you're asking about.

5.  My garage.  Well, this one is interesting.  See, I have this freakishly narrow garage.  I only park there in the winter because I hate to scrape ice off my windows.  You have to come at the garage at just the right angle and apparently between last March and now, I forgot the correct angle.  I now have a scrape of white paint down the side of my car to prove it.  And a damaged garage frame.  When people see my car, usually I could say, "You should see the other guy" as a witty comeback.  This time, I was the other guy too.  Epic fail.