they're back, baby!

Ah, football. This post is in thanks to the discovery of free LIVE online football that I so happily found tonight! Oh man, I was seriously so pumped that I got to watch a game tonight. I love football.

Since I was in high school, I have been a big Chargers fan, thanks to my dad. I remember coming home from church every Sunday and looking forward to cheering on our San Diego team with him. Then I went to college and kept the tradition. I'd go to church, then come back to spend HOURS watching football and *ahem* doing homework. I used to have the NFL song on my iPod and even made it to a couple games. When I decided to stay in LA, one of the [bigger] perks for me was being able to watch the Chargers games! Now, if only we had cable...

[all dressed up for the game in 2007]

 [on our road trip from Indiana to California, John and I went to a Chargers game in Kansas City. I cannot tell you how incredibly COLD it was and it was also an incredibly close game. Really, Chargers? Against the Chiefs? But we pulled through]

 [I went on vacation to Indiana in September 2009 and watched the Chargers game with Chris at Buffalo Wild Wings]

 [watching the game at John's house]

 [please note my classy Chargers slippers]



how to enjoy a hot summer day with your sister:

one: hit up Red Robin. DUH.

two: celebrate your childhood by eating some "Hello Panda's" and remember how delish they are

three: go swimming and take lots of pictures

four: curl sister's hair



...and then laugh about how I used to do sister's hair. Ah, the perks of being the older sibling.

letting the spider win

This morning, I woke up to a very unpleasant surprise. I had just gotten out of the shower and was getting ready for work when I almost died. I started walking down the stairs and saw a huuuuuuuge spider on the wall. Blelasldfjifagha. I freaked out and ran back up the stairs into my room. Obvi. I started weighing my options, of which I quickly realized there were none because I couldn't leave the house without going downstairs [unleeeeess, I jump out the window onto the futon in our patio and over the fence...hmm, no, no]. Okay, I put on my brave face and ran downstairs. With my eyes almost closed because if I can't SEE the spider, it's not there.

I texted my brave roommate after I left and told her to save me from certain death by killing that damned spider. She couldn't find it, which now leaves me in a permanent state of anxiety that'll probably last for a few days until the stupid bug shows up again and gives me a heart attack. Something else ridiculous? I went to drop of my rent check after I left the house and almost ran into a spider hanging on it's stupid web. And THEN, I stopped to get gas and as I was stepping out of my car, there was a HUGE [and I mean, HUGE] bug on the ground below my foot. At a glance, it looked like a preying mantis or a dragonfly, but I almost slammed the door so quickly on my foot to speed off that I didn't get a good look at it. Seriously. It was not my morning.

Maybe someday I won't let spiders ruin my morning or keep me out of the bathroom for two days or make me waste an hour deciding if I'm brave enough to kill it. Maybe. But probably not.

You should read this. She gets me.