Proposal

I will buy you a diamond ring, my friend, if it makes you feel alright. I'll get you anything, my friend, if it makes you feel alright. 'Cause I don't care too much for money, for money can't buy you love. - Beatles

Last Tuesday Josh and Jason dropped in before Josh had to go to work (he's a nurse and he does night duty). Jason decided he had to make an emergency run to Wal-mart and wanted Josh to accompany him. Josh was hesitant because he had to make sure he got to work on time. I volunteered to go with Jason. Ultimately, Josh went as well because he figured it was on his way to work anyway.

After gathering Jason's emergency supplies (shoelaces and pomade - no joke ... pomade, for his hair and the shoelaces just happened to be a bonus) we were getting ready to leave when Jason leans over to me and asks me if he can get me anything. Wanting to be flippant and witty, I look around in hopes of finding something expensive he could get me. My eyes fell on a particularly shiny item and without thinking, I blurted out, "You can get me a diamond ring..."

There was silence as I realized what I had just said and how it sounded. I looked over at Jason and then dissolved into embarrassed laughter. I must have laughed for a good five minutes.

But there you have it, my first proposal - and yes, I did the asking, after all, this is modern society, and I guess I must be a modern girl.

Fortune's Vanity

Vanity is my favorite sin. - Al Pacino

I have an admission to make. I am vain. I haven't always been; I used to not care at all how I appeared to others. However, sometime between my childhood and adulthood that changed.


Now, don't misunderstand me, when I say "vain" I simply mean that I'm preoccupied with how I look. I spend a good two hours in the morning doing who knows what to look what I would deem "presentable." It's not Tinkerbell vanity where I think I'm drop dead gorgeous and can't pull myself away from the mirrors or anything. It's actually nearly the opposite. Most people who know me wouldn't know this ... my family is the exception. They know this because I spend a good portion of my morning (and other intervals throughout the day if I'm home) primping.


Well, today we got Chinese food and I had the opportunity to open a fortune cookie which told me that "Happy events will take place shortly in your home." I knew that it was referring specifically to Sharrie coming home, and thought that the cookies were inordinately insightful today. I went down and was watching New Moon (laughing my butt off at all the bad acting, I might add) and decided that my movie was in deep need of popcorn. As I was popping my corn, I decided I'd have another fortune cookie to tide me over. I'd already had a fortune cookie, but so had everyone else, and, as my family will testify, I'm a mooch. So, I took the cookie.


Still waiting for my corn to pop I went in the bathroom to check out my appearance. I'm usually rather derogatory but I felt kind of pretty today for some unknown reason. I stuffed half the cookie in my mouth and thought, "Eh. You're looking pretty good today. I think you could hold your own against Kristen Stewart..." just as this thought was processing I glanced down at my fortune which read, "You are apt to give too much thought to appearance." Now, that's a keeper. Haha.