Hello! I've got something to say. This is important, so pay attention! I just wanted to let you know that I'm moving my blog to a different address. The version of blogger that I"ve been using since 2003 or whenever is old and will only let me change things around if I use HTML. I don't really know HTML anymore, so when I want to do something nifty, I'm boned. Anyways, I have moved to a new blog so that I can fool around with my layout without having a stroke, so change your bookmarks if you need to. My new address is taebelle.blogspot.com but I'll leave this version of the site up for a while until I think anyone who wants to keep up with me has has the chance to find my new home! That is all.

WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE?
Yes, this is another post on the things people type into search engines that brings them to my humble blog!

1)FFA Official Dress: This has actually brought the largest amount of people to my blog since I posted it. If a day goes by without at least two people finding me through that search, it's an odd day. Usually it's an image search where they find this picture I posted for Josh.
I never knew that official dress was such a popular subject to look for on the Internet!

2) Star Trek Uniform: This follows the same vein of the FFA thing, only they find the sexy, sexy picture of me in the home made Star Trek: TOS uniform. Oddly, this also brings in the most international visitors! Well, some people just like that sort of thing. I'm not going to judge!

3)Coconut Macaroon Pyramids: Yes, these were the burial mounds of the little known Mallomar Pharaohs. Legend has it that if you can get past the cursed animal cracker sphinx, you'll discover that the gingerbread sarcophagus has a creamy nougat center.

4) Girls Showing Their Boobies: Yeah, I'll admit it. I panicked for a second when I saw that. I was deathly afraid that I had a bad lapse of judgement at some point and posted something I would probably regret at this stage of my life. Luckily for me, I didn't find anything incriminating. However, I'm still mystified at how that search brought someone to my blog!

5) Kelly Pratt nude: Yeah...no. For that person's sake, I hope that there is another, much better looking Kelly Pratt out there that they wanted to see naked. Since I kind of fall into the "She has a great personality" category of people, they would probably be terribly disappointed and/or struck blind had they found a picture of me like that. Sorry, Perv!

RANDOM ACTS OF BLOGGING

1) Had a wonderful time last night having dinner and discussing wedding invitations with Kenny and Lauren. We ate at All Steak (Team Orange Rolls!) and I think we closed the place, which honestly isn't hard to do in Cullman. I truly believe everyone in that town is usually home and in bed by 9:00. The workers were probably cursing our existence because we didn't leave sooner! I also believe that the red eye flashy thing on Kenny's camera almost made me have a seizure. Good times.

2) I tried to watch the inauguration today, but there apparently wasn't enough bandwidth to go around. I did see bits of it. I got to hear the end of a song Aretha Franklin was doing, but I couldn't understand the words to her song since she was obviously "making it her own" and I was too distracted by the big-ass bow on her hat anyways. I got to see the swearing in of the VP and hear the beautiful, beautiful, beautiful rendition of the Shaker hymn arranged by John Williams, and the swearing in of Barak Obama. He must've been nervous because he totally talked over the guy swearing him in. I was really interested in hearing his speech, but that's about when the streaming video stopped streaming. I was kind of bummed, because I like to hear him do speeches. I've (sadly) never watched any president be sworn in before, so it was really interesting. Now I just hope the faith that so many people have in our new president is well founded. We'll see.

3) I am seriously craving a cafe au lait from Cafe du Monde in New Orleans. I hate when I find something I really like and it's completely innaccessable to me on a regular basis. It makes me feel stabby and shouty. Quite possibly the stabby and shouty parts of me could be quelled with any kind of caffine right now, but it just isn't the same. :(

4) And finally:

Here are some pictures of Bro. Josh that we took while he was visiting!


The cuteness almost overwhelms, doesn't it? :)

BURN BABY BURN

Why am I never at work when the place catches on fire?

Yesterday I awoke feeling weird and unhealthy, so I called in sick. I found out this morning that there was a small fire at the SpRocket! It wasn't anything like the time the Bus Barn caught on fire, but it was actually in the break room area. Apparently some genius didn't put out a cigarette before they tossed it and it set the porch on fire. Luckily no one was hurt and our *ahem* crack team of security guards were able to keep the fire from spreading before the fire department got there. Actually, I'll give credit where it's due. They really did keep it from getting worse. Our break room is right next to the theater and TCF, not to mention right downstairs from my office and the building maintenance shop. Had it gotten away from them, it could have seriously caused a lot of damage. So, YAY SECURITY TEAM!

I wish this meant that smoking would be banned from the place. I don't care what anyone says, it's a nasty habit and it gives people cancer, and I don't like having to walk through a cloud of smoke just to get a soda out of the break room. However, I don't think that they will ban it, but just make sure that people put out their damn smokes before walking away from them.

Only YOU can prevent museum fires.

THE GREATEST FAIL EVER

As a sign maker, this strikes me as funnier than it probably is to other people.


However, to be fair, I'm not altogether certain that Welsh is a real language.

RANDOM ACTS OF BLOGGING

1) I got the greatest picture of Josh yesterday, but I'm not allowed to put it online! He won't let me. He was in town visiting for the week and came by to pick up the laptop Steve had fixed for him before he left town. Since it was Sunday, he was wearing his robes so he looked all official, but he was also driving his mom's little two seater BMW convertible. It clashed mightily with the whole "vow of poverty" thing, but it made a hilarious picture. Maybe one day he'll let me post it!

2) This weekend was extra lazy, but wonderful. I really didn't mean to spend so much time doing so very little, but that's what happened. I did, however, do a bit of needlework, so it wasn't completely wasted.

3) The gym is slowly but surely losing it's crowd. Last Friday I had to beg myself to get up and go, because I really didn't want to, so I ended up running later than I normally do. I was worried that I would get there and all of the cardio equipment would be taken and I wouldn't be able to do my list of exercises before I had to leave again. There were 4 people there. Apparently I was one of the few who could talk myself into going. Today was crowded, but not too bad. It was only irritating when people would sit down at a machine I needed and stare at the wall for 5 minutes not doing anything. There are a lot of people who do that. Boo on them.

4) While waiting on Steve to finish orchestra practice Sunday morning, I was sitting out in the lobby of our church with a bunch of older people and listening to them talk. I'm not sure what was said to bring this up, but a woman who is about 70 or so piped up with "My grandmother used to tell me that the best thing a woman could do for herself was close all of her curtains and clean the house in the nude. I did it a couple of times, but I just never felt completely hidden." What can you say to that?! I'm never going to be able to look at that lady again without thinking of that. Oy.

I have an unfortunate song in my head this morning and I don't know where it came from. No, really. It's even worse than the 3 month long brain-song "Brick House" that I had back in high school, or the intermittent "Me & Mrs. Jones" song that was just a breath away over the last couple of years.

Those were annoying but OK because I liked those songs.

Today, inexplicably, I have the Celine Dion song "It's All Coming Back To Me Now" running through my head. Nay, it isn't just in my head, but all throughout my being. I have a terrible urge to stand on my desk and really belt it out, singing into a Sharpie, fist pumping and everything. Even a part of me wants to turn on the oscillating fan so that my hair ripples around my face while I'm doing it. I want to refashion a few flight suits into a flowing, bodice-heaving pseudo-Victorian gown and run in pretend slow motion down the stairs.

I...I just don't know where it's coming from. Someone hold me. Hold me before I do this crazy thing!

Yuck! The third shift security folks forgot to check the rain barrel up here in my office and it overflowed. Luckily someone caught it before it got really bad, though. The water only reaches halfway to my desk instead of all the way underneath it! Yay!

Now I'm just worried about the sub flooring giving way someday and taking me and the contents of my office down to the museum floor. Oh, and the mold. I'm fairly certain that there is mold.

That is all.