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Friday, June 24, 2011

Two graduation parties in one night?! This called for an appearance of my Mod Cloth "Island Block" dress. It could be considered as a summer staple; cute, light weight, strapless, perfect for any occasion. It's one of my favorite sundresses. While packing for my trip down south, I was instructed to pack an  "just in case we do anything fancy"outfit. Why not pack my go to staple? Well it's a good thing, because ladies and gentlemen, my dress is MISSING. And it's not just one of those, "oh I think I know where it is, but I'm too lazy to go get it" placements, this is a case of "now Sara, when you took the dress off, you knew you were going to be looking for it." Three weeks have passed, and it is no where to be found.
     Before  you start asking; I've looked in all my hiding spots, my laundry, my closets, (where it SHOULD BE) drawers, pretty much every where. With the dress being misplaced, it's starting to ruin plans. For example: my Taylor Swift concert outfit. Just imagine; this cute adorable, stunning dress and cowboy boots. This outfit is so not me, but seeing as I will be viewing the country music princess, I thought I might dress up for the occasion. Nope.
     So. To get to my point, I'm asking for a little extra help in sending a good word to St. Anthony, the saint of lost items. I have a couple of events coming up, and this dress would be perfect for the occasions.  My next option? Start calling local dry cleaners.

STOP THE PRESSES! SEEK NO MORE!

FOUND! 

Where exactly was it? That I will never know. My two parents heroes came across this missing gem while doing some purging of stuff. There was one downfall. Finding a mysterious stain on the bottom part of the dress. After being lost for a year, I wasn't sure if the stain would come out. "If you hand it over to me, I can work on it." -The Stain Remover Queen. A mere three hours after being reunited with the dress, stain GONE. Don't ask how she does it. And did I mention it fits like a CHARM? #Reunitedanditfeelssogood

-Sara-

When In The Course Of Human Events...

EXTRA! EXTRA! Read all about it!! Sara does another post without a week in between. Yea, this will be short, but it's giving you some new reading material.

Thanks to the amazing work of the scheduling gods, I was lucky enough to open with some of my PFM favorites. Before heading to bed Monday night, I had planned in my head that I would take care of the soft table, with the plums, and nectarines, and miscellaneous items. Sadly, that plan was axed, and I helped out with Strawberries. Clearly hear me out that I'm not complaining, but doing strawberries the day before Fourth of July, spells hours upon hours of berry sorting. Fast forward eighteen and half flats of berries later, we received word from the back that many of the completed flats had toppled over forcing us to start fresh. #berrysortingproblems

The Derby city has started a campaign to push heavily for the 2016 Olympic Trials--Swimming edition.   Of course. The ONE Olympics that Michael Phelps retires, we start pushing for the Swimming Trials.

The extended forecast has come out for next week. Tuesdays high? 87°. I couldn't tell you the last time we saw those kinds of temperatures.

One word. Vacation.

The world lost another legendary T.V. icon. Mr. Andy Griffith.

I've been noticing that I haven't been receiving Kentucky Sports Radio blog updates on the Google Reader app on my phone. I'm really just hoping that its KSR's mistake and not my readers problem. I feel empty without it. #technologyproblems

Anthony Davis of the New Orleans Hornets and 2012 NBA First Draft pick has done some damage to his ankle and is supposed to try out for the USA Basketball Team on Thursday. Here's to some fast healing and magic powers.

The biggest surprise this week? Instead of receiving my PEOPLE magazine in the mail Thursday or Friday, it arrived in the mail on TUESDAY. I don't deserve this kind of surprise.

Luke never disappoints. He couldn't have done a better job on Monday's edition of Way Too Early wearing a red white and blue tie while reporting the national news.

And because I'm in a patriotic mood, I'll leave you with this.

'Murrica 

-Sara-

Let It Be...

I try to limit myself to one title once. No repeats. But tonight, I think this title might have to make an exception.

Blogging amidst a much needed Summer rain storm (we haven't seen rain since June 17th) I find myself relaxed more than ever. Yea, with this week being a holiday, I will find myself working 38 hours at the market. Busy days? Yes. Long days? Yes. Hot days? Yes. Fun days? I'll take it.

I mentioned in one of my very recent posts that Mom made the market her homemade Sausage Biscuits and Gravy. They were delish. I thought they would be the hit of the morning. Well they were. Kinda. They went cray cray over the Pillsbury FROZEN biscuits. They thought they were the best things since sliced bread. #littlethingsinlife

I keep repeating the phrase, "Sara, make sure your Kindle is loaded with money or have books ready to go for vacation." I'm already imagining myself sitting with my Kindle, and wearing THE suit soaking up some much needed Vitamin D.

Working the early morning shift at the market Saturday, I found myself hot and sticky earlier than usual. Yes, I complained. But then I had to stop and put myself in 3.5 million peoples shoes. A massive storm from Indiana to the east coast knocked out power to millions. Added in the misery, triple digit temperatures with no relief in sight. A power update came Saturday night saying that the earliest it could be back on is Friday night. A week without power, in this kind of heat? I really can't complain when the market hit a muggy 82° Friday afternoon.

The biggest news of the week besides the heat, and the Olympic Trials was Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes have filed for divorce. Tom was blind sighted by the filing of the papers. And according to sources, Katie was smart and filed the papers in New York. It gets complicated, but doing this act in NY, gets her lots and lots of his dollars. #smartcookie

Following that semi-unshocking news, came some rather shocking news. The Biebes and Selena Gomez have called it quits. That was a relationship I saw going to the altar, not splitsville.

"Sara, I don't know if it's true, but according to the Entertainment Tonight website, Adele is pregnant." Yea, right. Her career has really taken off this year, and she has all the time in the world to have chillens. And then, I checked her website. Rumor confirmed. And as one of my fellow followers claimed, "I'm pretty sure this baby turned up out of the blue uninvited." #spoton

Erin Andrews of ESPN and College Gameday fame, has left the network for FOX Sports. Traitor. I was never a huge fan of her, but I hope her next gig works out for her.

I recently went out with eleven of my PFM gal pals for Thai food, and needless to say, I'm hooked. Anytime anyone has the craving, let me know. I'm in.

With Sundays being my usual day off, today, I awoke at a ridiculously early nine o'clock and proceeded to lay in bed until the crack of noon. And then, I fell back asleep less than 90 minutes later. #dayoffproblems.

Chatting with some fellow readers, I was asked what Luke Russert was up to. I kid you not, I was able to spit out at least a good four or five things off the top of my head. It's kind of sad how much time I spend on Twitter. DVR alert: He'll be making an appearance on the Monday morning edition of MSNBC's Way Too Early AND Morning Joe. What a way to start off my week. Thank you Matt Lauer for being on vacation.

Every time I see an ad for The Olympics, I squeal a little. I'm that excited.

And now the story I've been saving for last. Because it's that good. This past weekend was the Quaker 400 NASCAR race or more commonly known as Redneck Country, and of course, with Dad being a Dale Jr. enthusiast, a family friend offered him a ticket and attended the race. If you knew the story of last summers traffic horror, this years race was a smooth one until the ride home. Dad was riding home in the passengers seat, and with traffic being a nightmare on the way home, he saw one of his groups car trying to get in, and got out of the car to allow them to get in their lane. While opening the door to get out, his cell phone was on his lap, and must have fallen out of his lap, leaving him phone-less among 107,000 people. I was half asleep, but I remember him tromping up the stairs at 1:18 AM saying, "I lost my phone. It was fun up until then." With Apple having nearly an app for everything, there is an app that will find your phone. Using his resources, Dad punched in find my phone on Mom's phone, and nothing came up. Mom gets up Sunday morning, types it in, BOOM. FOUND. Exactly where Dad thought he had dropped it. After sleeping less than six hours, Dad got up Sunday morning, drove back up to the race site, which is a good forty five minute drive from the house, took Mom's phone to find his phone, and laying glass side down in the ever so trustful Otter Box, Dad found his phone a little run over and out of charge. The Otter Box has been run over, multiple times and no longer functional. The phone? Looks brand spanking new out of the box. So my point? Really there is none, but I'm using personal testimony for the Find My Phone app and The Otterbox. #thankyouSteveJobs.

-Sara-

The Heat Is On...

What's been going on in my life you ask? I can't explain in words, so I'll explain in the next best thing. Pictures.

This has and will be the biggest local headline all week Summer.

Excuse Me? 

Oh, and then I came across this while reading laughing over the morning paper. 

Missing This By A DAY? #Winning 

This has been widely talked about for months, and finally the nightmare has come. I really appreciate them waiting until I was finished with Summer school. As we see it on the news every night, I say to myself, I'm so glad I'm not in that, because I would have daily meltdowns. And no, I'm not kidding either. I hate bridges, traffic, the stop and go traffic, and construction all together. 

For those of you who actually care about the 2012 NBA Draft, the University of Kentucky Men's Basketball Team made NBA Draft History. 

#KentuckyEffect 

Sara, hows the PFM life? How does Sunday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday sound? One word: HOT. The reward? Mom's homemade sausage biscuits and gravy Saturday morning.  #Yesssssssssirrrrrrr 

After coming home from a long, hot, semi-busy day at the market, I receive a much needed phone call telling me to mark September 13th in my calendar. Why's that? One word. 

 For Good. 

Ten months later, Christmas 2011 will finally come to a close when I will be seeing this fabulous play for the third time. This is one that will never get old. And yes, as a matter of fact, I still jump up and down in my seat because I get so excited.

T- 6 Days until another rousing round of the annual fourth of July family celebration. #deviledeggsfordaaaayyyysssss. 

-Sara-

From One To America...

How free am I? I'm America.

After arriving home from my final, I didn't know what to do with myself my free time. I hadn't gotten to experience freedom since May 8th, and I forgot what it was like.  On the first afternoon of Freedom, I didn't know how to act.  What was I to do? 

It's only appropriate that I commence Summer 2012 with a celebratory lunch of peanut butter and goldfish followed by an afternoon of napping and rewinding back to the second season of Grey's Anatomy. Wait. Hadn't I just come home from being tested on 7 weeks of material? And that's what I decided to do? #Lamesauce. I sure do lead an exciting life. 

On my first FULL day of experiencing Summer, I had a date until 2:00 at the fruit market, where I would finally get back into the swing of things, and then only to be greeted with the Breakfast angel bringing us doughnut holes. Oh yea, and then another sweet angel customer bringing us homemade apple cake. And you think we work at a fruit market. #sweetsfordayyyyysssss. 

And then of course, who can forget the books I have been waiting weeks to read??! In case you are wondering what I like to read in my free time, I enjoy the autobiographies/memoirs. And no, not of past Presidents or First Ladies. Give me my Kindle, a copy of a really cheesy memoir, (my favorite? Ali Wentworth's Ali In Wonderland) and I am set for the afternoon. 

Up next:

Lots, And Lots, And Lots Of THIS.

In other worthless news: Lilo Update: New details are coming out about Lindsay's crash. According to her work (Lifetime Movie) contract, under no circumstances was she to be driving. Maybe we really should read the fine print. And, after all that? Caught speeding. Oops. 

I experienced my first full Twitter shutdown. Yes. Twitter was down for more than an hour. And then after breathing a sigh of relief, it promptly shut it's self down again. According to @CNNMoney, this has been the longest Twitter shutdown since October 2011. Get it together people. Get it together. 

And finally, today is The Arm Candy I will never have 30th's birthday... Maybe next year? 

Baby 

To

Total Babe. 

-Sara-

But If You Never Try You'll Never Know...

I had intended to publish this post Monday Tuesday night, but I was busy. Just a lil bit. With what? I was busy becoming the next Meredith Grey and filling out my 20 page cumulative study guide for my final. 
     The last time I did this sort of posting, it was the night that I printed out my final copy of that IthoughtitdeservedanAbutapparentlymyprofessorfeltdifferentlyabout it Internet Dating research paper. So let me take you through Anatomy 215 by the numbers.

412- Number of questions for my final review. When I first pulled it up, I looked at it and laughed. Then I went searching for the real review. Couldn't find it. This was it.

350- Pages I have been allotted by the university to print. For free. Anything over that? 10 cents each.

242-Pages that I printed. Yes PRINTED. With words and or pictures on them. In a span of SEVEN weeks.

232- Question number on the miserable study guide that finally made me reach my breaking point. 

215- Anatomy 215.

190- Questions that I had to answer on my final(s). Allow me to explain. 40 question lab, 50 questions over material that I learned on last week and Monday, and then, oh yeah. The unmentioned 100 question final.

100- Note cards that I made.They were a good idea at first, and then well. About that.

97- Printer pages that went unused.

90- Minutes my professor expected us to answer 50 lab questions, around 100 test questions, and 10 questions out of my lab book. And that's just on a regular test day. That would be more than plenty of time.... if you started the test ON TIME.

50 Degrees- The average temperature in my classrooms. It's pretty sad that I had to get dressed like I was going ice fishing with the Eskimos when the high for the day is going to be 90 some odd degrees. And no I'm not exaggerating on this one. I have witnesses. 

28-Study guides I printed and filled out. Successfully if I might add. Toot toot.

27- Chapters of my textbook that I read glanced over.

21- The day that the nightmare called bridge repairs will begin. And according to my schedule, I believe my last day is the 20th. #winning

12- Peers in my class that courageously fought this battle with me.

11:20- The time that my test was scheduled to be over. But if you recall the number 200, there was no way that I was walking out of the building before then.

10-  Glorious weeks I have left to soak up Summer 2012. After what I've put myself through it better be good to me. If not, it might get ugly, ugly, ugly.

9 AM- The time that class was supposed to start. Test days? Don't even get me started.

8 AM- The time I would leave mi casa to make it to class on time, and figure in this so called "morning rush hour traffic".

7- LOOOONNNNGGGGG weeks that I fought the good fight with Anatomy 215.

6- Tests that I had to take. Six test in seven weeks. Um, that should be illegal. And if you're some sort of Math genius that I will never be, I'm sure you already figured out that one week I had a test Monday and a test Wednesday.

5-  Number of phalanges that are on your hand. And as the ever so wise Phoebe Buffay-Hannigan  quoted on the emotional series finale of F-R-I-E-N-D-S, "Rachel, you have to get off the plane. There's something wrong with the left phalange."

4:30- The time that it said on my schedule that I would be released from class hell, but my professor thought differently. Sure, I'll be happy to get out fifteen minutes early.

3- The amount of "parts" that I had to disect. I won't gross you out. This class should have come with a warning. On so many different levels.

2- Amazing parents who supported me in this idiotic decision. They were there to listen to my ridiculous babbling about how much I hated this class and how stupid I was to sign up for it. And on good days, I actually came home and taught them something. FYI: The human brain weighs three pounds.

1- Insanely relieved, happy, joyus, I don't know what I'm going to do with all my spare time, actually, there really are no words to describe how giddy I am girl who can actually enjoy her Summer. While it was a Summer of learning new material, it was also a Summer of learning new things about me. Learning the fact that attempting to take Human Anatomy in seven weeks is a joke. I don't know why there isn't a warning label that comes with this class that says, if you have a life, (unlike me) either drop your social life, or drop the class. Because you will loose friends, sleep, and your sanity.

-Sara-

Bubbletoes...

Fancy meeting you here. I'm sure you're shocked and surprised that I'm writing on a Monday night. Maybe it's because I have a test Wednesday morning over two chapters that after coming home from an all day class including a test on the brain I have to start studying for new material? Yea, I'll go with that answer.

Lilo either needs to go hide in a cave, or tell the truth. Coming off a glowing probation period at the end of March, she has landed her self in the hospital and in a boatload of trouble. Here's the 411. After a "long day on set" on the Elizabeth Taylor movie, Lilo decided to take a cruise on the Pacific Coast Highway, and somewhere along that "cruise" she bumped into a semi truck totaling her car.Why don't you ask what kind of car she was driving? Okay Sara, what kind of car was she driving? A Black Porsche. Did I mention it was a RENTAL?!? Last time I checked I didn't see a black porsche in Hertz's inventory. Lilo goes on to mention that the wreck was not her fault, it was her brakes fault. The brakes failed. Whatever. Just stop lying to the police and move on.

While watching the national news, they reported that Prime Minister David Cameron and his wife left their own CHILD at a pub. I mean really? How do you forget a child? Their reasoning? They left in separate cars and thought that they each had little Nancy. Uh, huh. Suuurrrreee ya did.

"Are you gonna be able to get home in time and see the race?" (Referring to The Belmont)  "What race?!" True story.

America's Got Talent has found what I believe to be the next Susan Boyle. He is a 19 year old boy who all his life was "bullied". When he auditioned, he came to the stage in all black clothing, with black hair, and blue holographic contacts. What you don't realize is that he is an amazing opera singer. Followig the standing ovation performance, germaphobe judge Howie Mandel asks, "is this the biggest audience you've ever sang to?" The singer's response? "I've never sang in front of anyone." People in the audience were crying, but since "I don't have a heart" :) I didn't cry. I think the point I'm trying to get to here is that, don't judge on first impressions.

C-SPAN is in town doing a documentary on the Derby city and history. I'll let you know when it airs. #Nerdalert

While on a stop in New Zealand on her Born This Way tour, Lady Gaga was hit with a pole, and suffered a mild concussion. The kicker? She finished out the show.

I've never been a fan of Katy Perry, but after seeing her trailer for her movie Part of Me I kind of want to see it. I'd like to see how she got her start, and dealing with her public break up with now ex-husband, comedian Russell Brand.

PEOPLE magazine has announced that they will have the exclusive wedding pictures of the Mcconaughey wedding Wednesday morning at 8:00. I'm really hoping that it's 8:00 New York time, and not 8:00 Los Angeles time. I can't concentrate on my test knowing that millions of other people have looked at it before me.

Joker and I are pleased to announce that we have a new passenger on the special bus. Please give a warm welcome to our furry friend Tucker. ( I kid I kid). About a year ago, we started noticing that Tucker would occasionally bump into the wall. We laughed it off. It's now getting to the point that it's gotten kind of sad, and we have to help direct him to his crate. #nevergrowingup

My hair is ridiculously long.

Shout out to Good Morning America's Robin Robert's who's about to fight another medical battle of blood disease that affects blood and bone marrow. She and her team of doctors have total faith in this battle that she will win because she is fit, young, and her older sister is almost an identical match in bone marrow and will be donating to her. #keepthefaith

While announcing this heartbreaking news, I found a new boyfriend. News reader Josh Elliot. (Relax Luke. You're still number one in my heart.) Sitting to Robin's left, he sat there holding her hand looking like a supportive morning TV husband. Also noticeable? The Velcroed box of tissues on the couch. Clever.

Major props to myself for not googling to find out who Emily picked on The Bachelorette.

When it was announced that former Real Housewife of New York Bethenny Frankel would be having her own daytime talk show, I got kind of excited. I watched her spinoff, and I purchased her products. As soon as the air date was announced, I went to go set the DVR. Slight problem. She didn't sell it to our local FOX affiliate. Bah humbug.

Apparently it's a slow sports news month, because the first odds to win the 2013 NCAA title have come out, and in the top three, Vegas has IU winning 7/1 UL 8/1 and the reigning national champs C8TS are 10/1.  I want basketball season.

During the slow sports month, two bloggers I follow, along with our Mayor, and a local meteorologist are jumping out of a plane 13,500 feet in the air Tuesday morning in Fort Knox. I'm all for the two bloggers and meteorologist jumping, but we need our Mayor.

I'll say it again. I need some Olympics in my life. Women's Gymnastics were on Sunday afternoon. And it was a tease.

Starting tomorrow, I have a ridiculously busy week. At least I think so.

Katy Perry couldn't have summed it up any better; "Thank you for believing in my weirdness." 

-Sara-