The Madness Has Got To Stop...

     What madness you ask? The madness of me going to bed after midnight. I don't remember the last time I went to bed, never the less fell asleep before midnight. The madness has to stop with people getting hurt. I'll just leave it at that.
     I've never been a fan of Halloween, until I received one of the best texts I've gotten in a while. Monday, I won't be the average Shenanigan's worker. I was notified that I will be dressing up as a cowgirl as a member of the village people. I don't call it Shenanigan's for nothing. Oh, and don't worry. There will be pictures to come.
     I worked a 7-3 shift Saturday, and to my surprise when I arrived at my car to leave the house, there was ICE on the windshield. I know, I know, I shouldn't be complaining about a simple layer of ice while 2.5 million people are without power on the east coast from Mother Nature dropping a foot of snow on them.
     On Friday, Brian Williams of NBC Nightly News fame, filled in for Matt Lauer on the TODAY Show. While he does have 55,000 Twitter followers, he has yet to tweet one single thing. Pathetic? Yes. But waking up to Luke Russert tweeting, "#IfBrianTweets, I'll do the dougie on live T.V." Dear Brian Williams. What do I have to do to get you to tweet so I can see my boyfriaaaaannd follow through with this act?
     The St. Louis Cardinals won the world series!!! My favorite part about the game? When all the players dive on each other and act like they're 5.
     The banana pudding has been ordered!!!! 'Sup birthday week.
     The National Basketball Association has cancelled all games through November.
     Chick-Fil-A re-opens and gLee returns on the same night. What a glorious night that will be.
     In other sports news: UL won their second Big East football game in a row. The last time that happened? Five years ago. And UK pulled out the black uniforms with blue helmets.  A very fierce look, but yet a very loosing look. Oh. Snap.
     As much as I love football, I'm so ready for this:

     Five. Solid. Months. Oh yea, I think I forgot to mention that we've been ranked #9 in the nation by the Associated Press. nbd. 

 -Sara- 

2 AM And I'm Still Awake Writing A Blog...

First of all, don't get too comfortable with me blogging every other day. You can expect that on extended breaks. Now on to the real business. Let me share my thoughts from this five day marathon of where I eat, sleep, and breathe this paper on finding mr. right.

* I could not tell you the last time I drank a full diet coke before this week. This week, I've lost track of how many I have consumed. Thank goodness mi familia stocks up on it like we're preparing for war.

* I thought Tuesday was Thursday, and I thought Thursday was Friday. That's how bad I have my days and nights mixed up.

* Thank goodness a genius by the name of Tim Westergren invented Pandora Radio.

* "Sara, what have you eaten today?" Um, some dinosaur fruit snacks, and...

* Most people sit down at a desk to do work. Why do you need a desk when you have an entire living room floor to spread your papers out on?

* I couldn't tell you what happened on this weeks Grey's Anatomy. That's a first.

* I've been able to catch up with my good friends Kathie Lee and Hoda.

* While it was huge sigh of relief to find out that my paper deadline had been extended to 8 AM Friday morning, the thought of more editing this weekend makes me want to cry.

* But the good in all this? I was able to witness the ah-ma-zing 10th inning come back of the St. Louis Cardinals in Game 6 of the World Series at Busch Stadium. I thought all of this was supposed to be over Wednesday!?

* And if you haven't already, you should really YouTube Sophia Grace. Totes. Adorbs.

Rid. ic. lous.

-Sara-

I Wish I May, I Wish I Might...

* I wish I hadn't looked at the ingredients of my beloved peppermint stick ice cream. I discovered that they put beet juice in my ice cream. Gross.

* I wish that I could be frolicking in the wonderful land of fruit baskets. Too bad that's not for another four and a half weeks.

* I wish that it will be 50º and rainy next Friday.

* I wish that baseball would hurry up and finish up the season.

* I wish I had time to run. I miss those good ol' days.

* I wish that there is one day that I don't have to do anything. Oh wait. That's called Christmas Break.

* I wish I had better time management skills. Because this whole going to bed at 2 AM thing isn't working out for me.

That's all my wishes for today, but in the mean time, I'm starting to enjoy this new routine of blogging after a night of sitting on the floor for hours on end looking up what was interesting information at one point, but has now turned into I'm never paying sixty dollars a month to find mr right. Blogging after a night of scholarly writing is a much needed relief. You want to hear whats on my to-do list this weekend? I know you do. Friday: Banana pudding day, work, and start finding information on Biology presentation. Saturday: Work, make homemade spaghetti sauce!! More research for biology. Saturday night football!!! Sunday: More homework.  To sum things up: Turkey day, you can not come soon enough.

-Sara-

What A Difference A Day Makes...

There really are no words needed for this post. Except for the six word question looming in the back of my mind: How. Many. More. Days. Until. Thanksgiving? 

In the words of Meredith Grey, It's all everybody wants, right? Clean slate, a new beginning. Like that's gonna be any easier. Ask the guy pushing the boulder up the hill. Nothing is easy about starting over. Nothing at all.

-Sara-

First Comes Love Then Comes Google...

Because I love each and everyone of you, I thought I'd drop in for a visit.

 With the amount of things I have to do this week, it's a godsend that I'm closing one day this week. Thanks schedule gods. 

 To those of you who missed out on the Michigan St. vs. Wisconsin game Saturday night, I'm sorry. #miracle. 

 It's gonna be awfully quiet. 

 The birthday dinner menu has changed: Brie en croute, homemade spaghetti with meat sauce, salad, and garlic bread. And birthday banana pudding. It's the only thing getting me through the next 10 days. 

 Looks like I'll be able to get one more day out of jorts. Yesssssss sir. 

 UL and UK won this weekend. 

 Thursdays are Sara days. And a part of Sara days involves that at promptly 9:00 I am given the main TV as a part of my 2 days a week that I ask for it. (Tuesdays being the other night) and Thursday night, I was given it, only to discover that the local ABC station had a massive power outage that also included their generator to go out as well. Thursdays. 9:00. Ummm. Doesn't LG&E know that I need my Grey's? Yea, so cut to the chase. There was no Grey's until Sunday afternoon, and at 1:00 I was busy doing homework. And don't say I can watch it on the internet. I can. But come on, we all know it's better on the screen. Thank goodness for DVR. 

 As long as we're on the subject of Television, I was informed that the World Series will be finished by Wednesday!!!!! That means another thing: No. Baseball. Until. APRIL. Best words I've typed all day. 

 Mariah Carey and Nick Cannon debuted Roc and Roe on 20/20. Um. Roc in a full suede suit? Totes adorbs. And Roe looks straight up like Mariah when she was a baby. 

 I've lost the Oreo cabinet. 

 "Sara what are you listening to?" Oh ya know. Just some of your typical Christmas music. "Already?" Yes already. Target already has their Christmas stuff out. 

 I've put my order in for gLee Christmas Volume 2. Like I said, it's never too early for some gLee Christmas. Duh. 

 Team Tervis Tumbler. 

 One of my new favorite flowers: Pinstripe carnations. 

 Currently on the hunt for a killer Thanksgiving outfit to go with my Charlie's Angels Shoes. Black pants aren't gonna cut it. 

-Sara-

Sweet As A Biscuit...

For those of you who actually have a life and have given up on Lindsay for the last time, I applaud you. When I blogged about her having a progress report court date a few weeks back, I thought it would be the same ol same ol. Oh no. Reports came into several of my handy dandy gossip sites that she had been fired from the Women's Center for missing not one, not two, not three, but NINE volunteer visits. When I had read these reports, I figured she had been recently fired. Oh no. More like August. I don't know how she kept it a secret for this long, but she kept it, and in the mean time, her "people" had arranged her to make up the hours at the Red Cross. And how appropriate was it that all of this came out within days of her check up? And don't I recall Judge Sautner laying down the law and giving the whatever you do, I don't want to see you again spiel last time she was in court? Yea, that's what I thought. Fast forward to Wednesday at 10 AM PT where Lindsay would arrive in what I think has to be one of my favorite outfits of a white dress and klassy gold pumps. Per usus, I once again was scheduled to work, but thank goodness to the the geniuses at CNN, they were able to develop a LIVE video app that I promptly downloaded, and happened to be on lunch, and happened to see and hear Lindsay get the reprimands of Judge Sautner, hear Lindsay's probation be revoked and have bail be set at 100,000 buckaroos, and see Lindsay be handcuffed and taken into custody. Bail paid. "Off to show the judge that she can follow her orders and do 16 hours of community service, but then show up 40 minutes late." She will have a formal hearing November 2nd at which we probably won't see her until the Presidential elections. Yes you heard me. The 2012 elections.

Dear St Louis Cardinals and Texas Rangers, I need one team (preferably the Cardinals) to win this series in four games. I need gLee back ASAP.

Siri is my new best friend.

The fact that I was forced to pull out my heavy sweater today, and then I look at the 10 day forecast with a high of 73º on Tuesday? Something isn't right here.

I don't know how she does it, but Shonda Rhimes did it again. She pulled me back into the wonderful fantasy world of Meredith and McDreamy.

In an attempt to help prepare us for our semester ending speech, my professor is giving us an impromptu question that we must get up and answer in front of the class. So what doe he ask? "Name one thing you are passionate and why." And of course, the first thing out of my mouth is my blog. Such great advertising.

A cell phone free birthday dinner and cake and ice cream ? Whoa. Dream big.

Season finale of Jersey Shore? Buzzkill.

My beloved peppermint stick ice cream went from a white based peppermint to a pink based peppermint. Don't know how I feel about that.

20/20 EXCLUSIVE: We finally get to see what all the hoopla is about with Mariah Carey's twins.

A race in December, two races in January, and a race in February. I forgot how addicting these things can become.

I know, I know. I still haven't blogged the T-Swift concert. I'll get there. Just hold your horses. I'll leave you with this: I thought Lady Gaga was the best concert I've ever seen. Oh no. So. Wrong.

-Sara-

May The Angels Protect You...

I had planned on blogging about the Taylor Swift concert, but after hearing today's tragic news, I couldn't. After waking up from a much needed Sunday afternoon nap, I awoke to the buzzing sounds coming from the cars of the Indy Racing League. I wasn't sure how much longer I could handle watching cars go round and around the track for hours on end. But as I began to notice, the track was silent and nearly empty. The news had been released that IRL driver Dan Wheldon had died in a 15 car crash two hours earlier in the race. While this blog is sad, and rather short, it made me think three things: life is short, so make the best of it. Missing loved ones. And no matter how you may feel, go tell someone you love them.

     After the tragic and shocking news had been announced, the tweets began to pour in. There was one that caught my eye: "Many people ask me why I sign off 'til we meet again.' It's because goodbye is so final. Goodbye Dan Wheldon." -Marty Reid

-Sara-

From A Scream To A Whisper...

*"Hi Sara. How was your day?" Eh. It was okay. "Well if it makes you feel any better, your sister went to the doc in the box, and was diagnosed with a sinus infection." Awesome. If there was a one goal I had all weekend, it was to NOT get sick. This was the weekend I had been waiting for since July, and I wasn't going to get any where near sick germs. I just couldn't.  Fast forward 24 hours. I take a nap. After taking a much needed two hour nap, I wake up with a sore throat. And don't think I'm not going to Taylor Swift. Because I am. Am I extremely disappointed I won't be squealing my throat out with 20,000 other screaming fans? Yes. Will I let it ruin the night? Heck. NO. 

*Oh and on top of this sickness; why don't you ask who's working six days this week? Why do I always get sick at such the wrong time? 

* I received my "Dear Sara, your shipment of the new iPhone 4S has been shipped. If you would like to track your shipment, click here." email. So I clicked. Too bad it's still in CHINA. 

* Reason 20300303 I hate baseball. No gLee till NOVEMBER.  

* After being forced to witness two horrific losses in football, it makes me want basketball season even more. 

* Sara received her very OWN pint of the first batch of PEPPERMINT STICK ice cream. Maybe being sick isn't so bad after all. 

* 76 days until Christmas!!! What does that mean? 66 Days until Christmas break. Family. Reading. And lots of it. Christmas Music. 31 days of having a perfectly good excuse to watch A Christmas Story. Noodles. Sleeping. Amazing Christmas dinners galore. 

* I have successfully gotten Shenanigan headquarters employees addicted to Panera. I smell lots of catered breakfasts this Winter. #winning. 

-Sara- 

An Apple A Day...

I could go into work early, or I could stay home and watch the live blog of the highly anticipated announcement of the Apple press conference. There were plenty of people at Shenanigans, so following the blog it was.
    Enough with introducing the revamped iPod Touch, the fact that the Hong Kong Apple store opened with outstanding numbers, or the fact how great iTunes is. Just get me to the phone. My phone is slowly giving out on me. "And here it is. The brand new... iPhone 4S." I had heard rumors of the iPhone 5 and how great it was going to be with all the latest whistles and bangs, but I guess Tim Cook had better ideas. That was Tuesday.
    After a long day at Shenanigans, it was time to come home and figure out how I was going to balance this crazy thing called school. Yes, it felt like an eternity as I filled out each page of the study guides, but as long as I had me some Taylor Swift playing on my computer, and having my phone light up with texts, I knew I would get through it.
     "Hey Sara. I just got an alert from MSNBC.com  that Steve Jobs died." "Yea right." There had been rumors of him swirling that he was going make an appearance at Tuesday's press conference, but it was doubtful because of his ailing health. The last picture I had seen of him was back in August the day after he had informed Apple of his resignation. When I saw the picture, he was wearing his iconic but baggy black turtleneck and jeans. Okay, so maybe he didn't look great, but I didn't think that he would pass that quickly.
     After hearing the news, it was so sad to see the Apple home page go from this:

 

Can't Wait To Meet You. 

 To This: 

 

 So Steve, after you have made doing homework easier, the way we move the mouse (Yea, he invented the concept of the mouse), the way I can update my status on the go, and the way we communicate, I thank you. You and the geniuses at Apple have made this world so much more interesting, and innovative. Thank you for all that you have done, and in the words of your 2005 Stanford Commencement speech, I'm going to continue to "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish."

-Sara-

It's A Place...

You would expect to see this kind of post come Derby, but after checking one of my blogs, it's time for me to list some of the reasons (in no particular order might I add) why I love the Bluegrass State.

* The biggest high school football rivalry in the nation. 

* Turkey, cheese, bread and tomatoes. Enough said. 

* Colonel Sander's Famous Spices Recipe under lock and key. 

* My Morning Jacket. 

* The totes awk ginormous baseball bat. 

* The golden antlers. 

* The color Blue-grass. Yes. If you look hard enough, you can and will find some. 

* 575 tents that campout for days for midnight basketball practice tickets. 

* Tailgating like it's your j-o-b. 

* Home of THE Papa John.

"Its a place with no labels... This weird urban island in the middle of the state... The place has it's flaws: you move away, but you're always going to come back." Jim James

-Sara-