Thursday, June 25, 2009

Walmart Scam

My friend Bekah sent this to me and I had to share. Watch out, this could happen to you!


Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Is it Ignorance or Indifference?

The following is how Britney Spears greeting her audience while performing in Manchester.

"What's up, London?"

Poor, poor girl. Here’s a quick geography lesson for you Britney. London is located in the South of England. I’m sorry, let me go a little further back.

London is a city.

England is a country.

The United Kingdom is comprised of the following countries: England, Wales, Scotland, and Northern Ireland.

Let me know if I’m going too fast.
London is located in the South of England.
Manchester (where you were performing) is in the North of England.

Oh, I can tell I’m loosing you. Now Britney-please stay with me!
The distance between them is a little over 200 miles-3 hours and 45 minutes or (a little bit easier for you to understand) roughly the time it would take for two naps and a meal.

Hardly the same place. You wouldn't greet New York by saying "What's up Cleveland?" now would you?

Thank You.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Blogging Machine

I know, last one for the day (probably).

New favorite song: Lily Allen's The Fear

The LYRICS make me smile...

For all the men that think these would impress me.

You played football-ever.
You look like a male model (and you think like one too)
You think I’m hot or you tell me you think I’m hot (and that‘s all you care about) &
Bragging - about anything.

I’m sorry, but these do not impress me.

These do:
Kindness
Compassion
Humility
Talent (actual talent not burping the alphabet) &
Smarts (dumb jocks are out)

Deal breaker - must be willing to dance.
FYI - Girls don’t care if you’re a good dancer, they care if you’re willing to have a good time or not.

Dearest Meredith,

I am afeared to post a blog in regards to anything other than my Montana Adventures because I love my kneecaps.
H & k's
Sarah
P.S. If you would like to see pictures from my adventures please visit my flickr account http://www.flickr.com/photos/39704918@N07/
P.P.S. I really hope this is a sufficient blog posting of my adventures because I have only a few words to describe the awesomeness of my trip and the beauty of the Big Sky Country.
Rolling Hills
Gorgeous
Wildlife
Giggles & Silliness
Best Friends &
Breathtaking
The End
P.P.S.S. Meredith you are fantastic and one of my favorite people. Thanks for being my friend.
P.P.P.S.S. Julie I love you and can’t wait till you’re back in Seattle, it’s so not the same without you!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Sorry Meredith

No, this blog is not about Montana, but I will try to do one tonight Meredith. I know you’ve been waiting on tenterhooks!

Okay, getting to the point. I heard this story on the radio yesterday and had to post it. I mean I love tattoos, but this is a bit much.

Supposedly there was a miscommunication with her and the artist. She asked for 3 stars, then fell asleep during the procedure (really?) and awoke to 56 instead. Is she telling the truth? Read the story and decide for yourself.

Monday, June 15, 2009

The New Uplift

No, I’m not blogging about a new bra at Victoria’s Secret.

We’ve all been there; you’re interested in a guy and no matter how secure you are in your attractiveness (some of us more than others ;D) or how old you are, really liking a guy can make you regress back to that over analytical teenager who stresses over the tiniest detail. Thinking back over the past six months I’ve come to realize how we girls solve each other’s guy anxiety and lift each other up. This is what I like to call the “Uplift”. The key moment in a conversation where something is said that changes everything, including your mood.

With Bridgette we use:
“You’re so beautiful and a good person. Who wouldn’t like you?”
With Leah we use:
“No, that’s not what happened. He likes you because of A, B and C.”
And then there’s me:
“He likes you, bitch!”

I’m not sure why with mine profanity is used, but it makes me laugh, so I guess it succeeds in cheering me up. ;D And really, what’s a few “bitches” between friends?

Thursday, June 11, 2009

I'm back!

I arrived home from Montana last night and will post pictures and tales soon (oh I have a plethora of both)...but on a side note, someone from NASA viewed my blog-weird.

Wednesday, June 03, 2009

Pecks should never be described as Boobs

My favorite conversation from this last weekend went a little like this:

Bridgette, Leah and I walk towards the dance floor and are approached by a mildly drunken man.
DM: Hey you should check out my friend’s boobs! (Drunken Man fondles male friend’s pecks)
Me: Oh, that’s okay, I have my own.
DM: But he can move his!
Leah: How do you know she can’t move hers?

To quote my mother we girls “have the most interesting conversations”.