The grammar police part II

I apologize in advance for this second grammar rant.
I don't understand it.....I just don't understand it. Can you explain it to me? How is it possible for people born and raised in this country, whose primary language is English really be so grammatically inept? This could of course also stem from the fact that people just don't read as much as they should, but that's a whole other subject. I just got a message from someone who said they were 'aloud' to go....was it said in a loud audible voice? No? Ohhhh, you mean 'allowed' then? Thank you sir, you are an idiot. Okay that may not be fair, it may have been a simple mistake right? Wrong, previous conversations with this person lead me to conclude they are as far from intellectual as I am from being quiet and reserved. Don't even get me started on the person who said they wrote a 'tail.'  Did these people never watch Schoolhouse Rock? Leave it up to me, I shall educate the hopeless.



Watch it. Learn it. Love it.

Good day sunshine

I absolutely positively love this song! I just wish it wasn't so short 

"Good Day Sunshine" - The Beatles

Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
I need to laugh, and when the sun is out
I've got something I can laugh about,
I feel good, in a special way.
I'm in love and it's a sunny day.

Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
We take a walk, the sun is shining down,
Burns my feet as they touch the ground.

Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
And then we lie, beneath a shady tree,
I love her and she's loving me.
She feels good, she knows she's looking fine.
I'm so proud to know that she is mine.

Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine

List geek

I like lists. Okay that may be an understatement....I LOVE lists. I love making lists, I love rewriting lists, I love scratching items off a list (hehe hence my bucket list). While in college I found myself writing to do lists all the time, of projects I needed to do, papers I needed to write, tv shows I needed to watch. Even now I find myself writing small and utterly pointless to do lists on post its and scraps of paper. The funny thing though is that I rarely follow my lists. I mean eventually things do get crossed off but rarely in the order in which they were written. I will make a grocery list and when I go shopping I tend to only look at it after I've already gone down the aisles a few hundred times. But never the less I love my lists. With all that being said....

To Do
E-mail Dr. Greene about Christmas party
Get a haircut (no I'm serious this time, its been months!)
Look for bomber hat
Make list of 25 things you want to do before you turn 25
Send care package (I adopted a US soldier recently :) )
Vacuum inside of car
Crochet a scarf
Finish watching Twin Peaks

2 points for me

Thanksgiving day success!! Highly stressful, and oh so much work but item #163 was crossed off. Woohoo!! The food actually turned out amazing, but I don't know if the satisfaction that comes from knowing you cooked from scratch is worth the hassle. But as the saying goes, "a penny saved is a penny earned"....ehhh that's not right. "All's fair in love and war"...no, no wrong again. Let me give this another try, "every cook praises his own broth"...yeah that'll do.

Gobble gobble

I'm exhausted! I spend the entire day baking pies for tomorrow. I never realized how tiring Thanksgiving preparations are. I have so much to do, and need to start early, because like I said before, we usually eat around 1-3. The thing that is keeping me going is the satisfaction I know I'll feel tomorrow when it is all over. But for now, sleep is calling my name

The grammar police

I can't stand bad grammar. It really is a pet peeve of mine, and I often correct people when they say such things as "more better", "can you itch my arm/nose/back/whatever", and the ever so popular misuse of "your and you're" -_- It honestly drives me nuts. I just saw a facebook status update that propted this post, it reads:

 "I flee SF from some rain and encounter SD in pouring raining conditions..... SERIOUSLY!!!!!?!?!?"

No really, seriously?!? What do you mean you flee? ...oh you left already, so you mean you fled? The next part is just horrible, I can't even comment. "in pouring raining conditions" ehhh this is again awkward but the use of -ing after rain is unnecessary. Let's see if I can't make this statement "more better."

"I fled from rain in SF and now encounter pouring rain in SD......SERIOUSLY!?" This is definitely less awkward wouldn't you agree?

In fact to help the world speak "more better" The Oatmeal, a comics based website, has broken down some simple grammar rules. Enjoy.

I am an iron chef

I have decided this year to cross off yet another item from my bucket list. Bucket list item #163 - cook a Thanksgiving meal from scratch - will hopefully meet its graphite/ink maker in less than a week! This is a pretty large undertaking which, when armed with my knife and apron shall be conquered. I have already written the menu, recipes have been printed, all that is left for me to do is buy the groceries (fun) and wait for my shining moment on Thursday. The meal is going to delicious!

Ha! I wish I were so confident in my cooking abilities. If it were only so easy! I'm so stressed right now, I don't know how I will ever manage. I literally want to cook everything from scratch, and want to limit the amount of boxed/can items I use. As cooking this way takes significantly longer than the American hurry up and watch football method, I will need to organize and see what recipes I can prep/make ahead of time. Unfortunately I don't have the luxury of the afternoon as we tend to eat our Thanksgiving meal around 1-2 pm because in my household football rules. That and my grandpa says it wasn't likely the pilgrims ate at night, so we shouldn't either.  Oy vey!

Cry me a river

I started watching a show on Netflix called Jockeys, which as it's name states follows race horse jockeys throughout various races. I've really enjoyed the show, but in season 2 they began to feature a new jockey, Iggy Puglisi, and I have to say I don't like him. Why you ask? What is it about this particular jockey that makes me want to pull my hair out whenever he's on screen? He's sensitive. He looks like he is going to cry whenever he speaks, he has sort of a whining voice, he's one of those guys who all the other men can push around. And because of this, and perhaps the biggest offense of them all, he reminds me of an ex boyfriend :\

Now I don't want to give the impression that I think sensitivity in a man is a bad thing, it is not. But there is such a fine line between good sensitivity and overkill! I am reminded of a scene in one of my once favorite movies, Bedazzled. The movie stars Brendan Fraser and Elizabeth Hurley, where she plays the devil and grants him seven wishes in exchange for his soul. For his second wish Elliot wishes to be emotionally sensitive.



Now I don't completely agree with her, I don't want someone who will ignore me and pretend to like me but she's right, enough is enough. I suppose I'm a bit traditional,I want to be with someone who is kind and caring, but also not opposed to getting in a fight if he needs to! A real mans man, who can hold his own while hanging out with a group of guys. I don't think that's too much to ask for.

Total failure

Okay I've tried, but I can't hold it in any longer. I can no longer remain silent on this subject! I have to say it....I absolutely, positively, super duper, mega, HATE TOMS!!! I think they are the ugliest shoes in the world! They look as if they were put together using scraps of duct tape. They are hideous, and how people can wear them and think they are stylish is beyond me! Oh what was that? They're comfortable? So is not wearing a bra, but who's going to start that trend? I bet you are all the same people who wore Crocs, weren't those ugly sandals "comfortable" as well? You should all start a club, the ugly footwear club, I guarantee you'll have no trouble finding members, but please don't bother the homeless as they all probably wear better shoes. Oh go ahead, tell me that they are for a good cause, and when you buy a pair a kid in a third world country gets his/her own pair, blah, blah, blah. Well you know what? I sure hope that TOMS gives kids a better pair of shoes, because apart from being ugly, TOMS look like they wouldn't last a 2 mile walk! And kids in need of shoes obviously need shoes that are going to last them!The worst part about this horrible stain in American pop culture is that the shoes generally run $50....umm yeah no thanks, I'd much rather buy myself a pair of converse and donate the difference. But please everyone, continue to buy these ridiculously ugly shoes, perhaps one day I may need to to pick up my dogs waste and not have a bag, in which case your shoes will do just fine.

Mr. Sandman bring me MY dream

It is no great secret that I am a hopeless romantic, and as part of this condition I have a tendency to wear my heart on my sleeve. I like to think that I am generally a happy person and although this has not always been the case, I am now quicker to cling to hope and optimistic thoughts rather than negative ones. Being this way isn't always easy, or healthiest, but it has made me happiest.

I like a boy. I like him so much, just so much it's ridiculous. I haven't felt this way about someone in such a long time, he is, in my eyes, absolutely amazing, and everything I'd ever want in a man. Although I didn't get to spend as much with him as I'd like, I have memories from our time together that continually make me smile, make me laugh, make me feel that even if for a short time, all was right with the world. A short message from him instantly brings a smile to my face, and always makes my day. How much I wish I could see him again, I could hug him again, I could kiss him again, if only for a day, a few hours, but it would never be enough. The truth is, I could spend the next 50 years with this man (yes, please!) and it would never be enough; I like him that much....I love him that much.