10.31.2012

Gardener Village


During our quick trip to Utah we went to Gardener Village with some family to check out their fun shops, tents full of treats and goofy witches. We had fudge, kettle corn, caramel apples, and delicious cheeses. Some members of our group got kissed by a fairy (my father) while others tried to feel up the witches (my grandma). Basically, a good time was had by all.

P.S. I just realized I haven't had one piece of Halloween candy yet. I might have to swipe some out of my nephew's candy sack tonight when he's not looking. Or hit up the crazy sales tomorrow at the grocery store. Pumpkin shaped Reese's, here I come!

10.29.2012

Cola Confessions

I might be ostracized from the Mormon Women community for saying this, but I am just going to go ahead and come out with it.

I do not like Diet Coke.

Apparently, this is an essential part of being a good Mormon woman. However, if I were to be a drinker of diet cola I would choose Pepsi over Coke everyday. Double however, Pepsi is not my drink of choice either. Dr. Pepper. Fully loaded. Unless I can get my hands on diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper (I don't think they even made it in non-diet form), but they only made that for awhile and it didn't seem to stick. (Unless you happen to be at a casual dining restaurant with one of those futuristic, came from space, over 100 flavors soda machines.)

This issue has just been weighing on my soul and I really felt I just needed to confess already. I'm bracing myself for ruthless, hurtful comments.

But what are you going to do... Haters gonna hate.

10.26.2012

Rolls for Days

Jason and I went out to Utah last weekend to pick up the car I just bought from my parents. It's all-wheel-drive so it just made sense to have at least one reliable car in the snow here in Colorado. This car also happens to be a manual. Which means that both Jason and I now have manual cars. Which is a huge problem when my LFS kicks in. It's a very serious problem.. commonly known as Lazy Foot Syndrome. Because sometimes, you're simply too exhausted to exhert any energy pushing in that dang clutch. Am I right or am I right?
But this new car has it's perks as well. Bells and whistles, luxury vehicle, blah blah blah. All that is fine and dandy, but nothing holds a candle to its greatest feature of all. It ROLLS.FOR.DAYS. You just pop that sucker into neutral and it will go for miles. It is so good in fact, that the dubbing has been made official. He goes by Rolls For Days. Or RFD as I like to call him because those 3 initials are way less pretentious than his actual 3 initials.
Now, I drove this car my sophomore and junior years of college, and it was during that time that I developed a bit of a game. Oh looky, a hill, let's see how far I can go without using any gas. I may or may not have been guilty of going a little over the speed limit as I rolled down that hill to ensure that I could go the longest distance possible when I reached the bottom. I would give you an estimate of how far it could roll, such as two miles, but I'm really bad at estimating distance. So, I could either be way under or way over, and now we're just back to where we started.
Needless to say, now that this trusty little car has been returned to me, the game has continued. I rolled off the highway yesterday and slowed waaaay down heading up a hill knowing full well that if I reached the top, it would be smooth sailing heading down. Basically, I'm going to get great gas mileage like nobody's business. Keep rising gas prices. I dare you. You don't scare me & RFD.

RFD in his element: Snow! Yeah, it snowed here yesterday.
Forecast for next week in Colorado: High 60s and sunshine. I'll take it.

10.22.2012

Colorado Food Tour

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My parents came out to Denver a few weekends ago to eat their way through the town. Union, Snooze, Osteria Marco, Lindsay's Deli, and Hacienda Colorado were all visited. And were all delicious. And that's pretty much all we did.

The End.

Okay, okay. We also visited Pearl Street in Boulder and 16th Street and the state capitol in Denver, and Red Rocks Amphitheater. But really, those were just time fillers between meals.

10.02.2012

Airing my grievances

As part of my job I run a large research panel. We send weekly 5-minute surveys out to these respondents. In exchange for completing these short surveys, they are entered to win prizes every week like $50 to $100 gift cards to places like Amazon or Best Buy, department stores, movie tickets, and we've even given away a few iPads and Kindles.

And on a weekly basis, I receive an email that reads something if not exactly like this:

"You need to compensate me for my time. If you don't start paying me, I'm going to stop taking your surveys."

or

"#%*& you. I've been taking your stupid surveys for a month and haven't won anything. Take me off your $#%&*@$# list."

Threats and swearing and endless berating. I hate opening my panel email account.

This is how I'd really like to respond every time:

"Yes, that was incredibly rude of me to ask you for 300 of your precious seconds each week and then giving you a 1 in 200 chance of WINNING AN AWESOME PRIZE for sitting in front of your computer and reviewing these new, interesting, sometimes wacky and entertaining, never before seen products. How quickly that sense of entitlement kicked right in. How quickly I all of the sudden owed you something. Well sir, you are not as special as your kiddie soccer team led you to believe and every participant does not receive a trophy. In fact, I have thousands of other respondents that are very happy with the current set up. You may leave."

But this is how I always respond:

"I'm sorry you feel that way. You may unsubscribe from the panel at any time by clicking the unsubscribe link at the bottom of the email. Have a nice day!"


Can you tell I'm really trying to kill murder them with kindness?