2010 is Approaching

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!

It's so exciting beginning a new year: more resolutions to forget about after the first day, another year of school and more fun times to be had. Have a great time tonight ringing in the New Year and we will see you all again in 2010!!

Biggest Snowman EVER

In the holiday spirit, my cousins constructed this snowman... 18 feet high! How crazy is that? It's even on the Kare 11 website. Just thought it was probably the coolest snowman ever created and decided to share it with you all.

In case you wanted to know: he has a construction cone for a nose, hockey pucks for buttons, a toilet box for a hat, plates for eyes (with blue lights underneath) and a scarf made from tablecloths.

Pretty cool huh?

Winter Wonderland

I am loving this break from school! This morning I am lounging in my jammies while watching The Office re-runs and playing with my spirited pooch. The family is all gone (either working or on vacay) so it's just me and Rhubarb (my pup) on this beautiful snowy day in Wisconsin.

This is the view from my house... Isn't it just lovely with all the fresh snow!

The Highlight of My Weekend

I’m sure few, if any, of you are Packer fans but I was just in Green Bay this weekend for the football game. I’m a pretty big fan and the games are always fun. I have been to numerous games and they all are great but this last one topped ‘em all.

First of all, I looked horrific. It was snowy, windy and a chilly 27 degrees so I was bundled up from head to toe.

But at the two-minute warning in the fourth quarter, they started playing that song Jump Around that always gets everyone out of their seats dancing. Well I was one of them and was caught on camera… you could even see me on the Jumbotron. How cool is that?

Homeward Bound

Has anyone else noticed that when you go home- its jut not the same as it once was "back in the day"? When I was in high school, it seemed like I was almost always doing something, and I was never home... Now when I go home, all I seem to do is sit and eat food (and not the healthy stuff either). Why is that? I think that a lot of it has to do with the fact that people do not come home anymore, and when they do, they stay for just the holiday, and then get the heck out... I am only here for the whole week, and I am bored as all get out... Please, if anyone has any ideas of activities, or things to do- let me know... I think I am dying!

Thanks everyone!

It’s My Party and I’ll Cry if I Want To

First of all-Happy Holidays to all of our followers!

Today is my 21^st birthday!! Yes, it’s on Christmas. Now don’t be confused by the title here, I’m not crying or sad or anything, just thought it fit with my message. I get the short end of the birthday stick every year, but not this year, no! Every year I deal with the ever-popular phrase “MERRY CHRISTMAS, oh by the way happy birthday” and this is the year I say enough. I am going to enjoy this day to the fullest and that means saying no to a few things:

1. No Mom, I can’t help cook today, it’s my birthday.
2. No Dad, I can’t clear the table today, it’s my birthday.
3. No Andy (brother), I can’t baby-sit for our little rascal cousins today, it’s my birthday.

Yes, it sounds a little selfish but so what, if for any one day of the year you can be selfish, it’s your birthday.

Basically, I am going to milk this as long as I can get away with it (which means in my family, probably about 30 seconds till the laughs break out and I’ll be in an apron with dozens of wild children jumping all over me).

But for these few moments of pure happiness, I am lovin it!

Merry Christmas Eve!

Hope all you followers have a fabulous Christmas Eve with your families and loved ones!!!

Last Minute Christmas Shopping or Fighting Off the Beasts

Since I have been in school, I have had this problem of saving all of my Christmas shopping until the last minute. Well, this year, with finals being the week of Christmas, I had to venture out today, the day before Christmas Eve, and then since people were out of their minds, I will now have to go out again tomorrow- CHRISTMAS EVE...

Seriously people, when I have something in my hands, that does not mean "oh sure, go ahead, I am done with it- it's ALL yours", and when I am clearly looking at something, and it happens to be the last one, do NOT grab it, and then when not even a foot away, comment to your significant other about the dumb little girl you just took it from... NOT COOL!!!

Ok, now that I have been able to vent a little, I am prepared to embrace the people of the world yet again, and head on out into the chaos! good luck to me!†

Just Call Her Marley II

I just arrived home and it was quite a welcome… from my psychotic dog. I actually think she may be worse than that dog Marley from Marley and Me. My dog Ruby is 7 months old and she is totally insane-she is even the worst dog in her obedience class. In the last week she has torn apart her memory foam bed (OK she’s a little spoiled), eaten aluminum soda cans, chewed up her invisible fence collar and stole a package from the mailman, leaving us to find it completely torn to shreds. Just today, as my brother was making Jell-O, she jumped up to the counter and was inches away from enjoying the sugary powder (I can only imagine what could of happened with all that sugar). Besides the fact that she’s up for America’s Naughtiest Dog, she’s pretty cute, huh? But nonetheless, I think she may flunk out of doggie school.

The 'Losing It' Factor

First of all, I dedicate this to my good friend Meredith. No matter how crazy you are, I love every bit of it and am right there with you!

In the midst of finals week you see it all: caffeine highs and lows, sleepless bodies wandering the halls, packed library and frantic students running to turn in their papers at the last possible second. It happens every semester and even though we always manage to make it through, we are continuously thinking “How the heck am I supposed to finish on time?” We look to all sorts of things (Red Bull anyone) and hope that it has magical powers to kick our butts into gear but in a way all that caffeine only adds to the ‘losing it’ factor. It was only today that I saw numerous people who were losing it, including myself. A friend of mine forgot to zip her pants up, I tripped up the stairs with coffee in my hands and spilt everywhere (not a pretty sight, oh and like you’ve never done it before), we forget where we put things and practically break down until we realize they’re in our pants pockets. The key is to keep your sanity by just laughing at yourself and knowing that an entire month of not having to enter the school is waiting for you. Good luck on the rest of your finals and for those of you who are done, Happy Holidays!

On the Fifth Day of Christmas My True Love Gave to Me

With just 5 days till Christmas, I think each and every one of us is excited for the big day. I know I am! I cannot believe how fast Christmas comes up every year and this year is no exception. The only thing that gets a little tough is the fact that I have gotten a total of one gift so far and with the two days I have left to shop at home, every store will be pure pandemonium. I’m running out of ideas for my loved ones and my original, usually ingenious gift giving ways have come to a screeching halt. Are you still allowed to give ‘one hug’ coupons after the age of 10?

We Found Mimsy's Father

Perusing the coffee table books at Barnes & Noble we came across a book that was just too funny to walk past. ‘Extraordinary Chickens’ was it’s name and gracing the cover was this ridiculous looking chicken. We had to share it with all of you along with the fact that I’m pretty sure he’s Mims’ long lost dad.

Ahh... The Joy of Cooking

A friend of mine decided to make dinner for her boyfriend tonight and because she is not exactly what you would call an ‘experienced cook’, I decided to help her out (not that I’m much better). We decided on lasagna, which seemed like an easy and delicious meal. Well, let’s just say that no matter how many people you have working on a meal, it does not guarantee it to turn out as you imagine. Regardless of the odds stacked against us, we managed to create quite the lasagna. Yes that right Rachel Ray… you better watch your back! Not only was it delicious… it turns out that we are quite entertaining as chefs. Reciting 'bam' and 'pow' every step of the way just as our Four Fathers did. It’s only a matter of time before we’re on Food Network.

Are You Rave-N? Cause Heck Yes We Were!!!

We managed to cause quite the ruckus when we cracked the ceiling of the people below us... Yea, thats right... We were getting that CARAZY!!!!

In tradition, we dressed to the nines! Metallic skin tight leggings (and by skin tight we mean you had to diet for a month to get in to them and baby powder probably would have been a good idea for getting them off), glow in the dark neon shirts that we made ourselves, and we were looking fine, as you can imagine!

We make the party, so of course upon our arrival we were eagerly greeted by everyone (a.k.a. the three people hiding in the shadows who we could not see), but regardless our get-ups were a success, as was the night...

Quote of the Day

"It's like a rubiks cube for idiots."

-Meredith trying to untangle her earphones

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Guest Blog: Flash Me Some "Do Me" Eyes

This weeks topic of discussion is the one-night stare phenomena. Because I am more partial to the female species being that I am one, I will verbally demonstrate the happenings of a one-night stare. The night is designated as ladies night, we gather all our most eligible and fabulous girlfriends for a night out on the town. After hours of bathing, lathering, foofing, and eyelining we make our way to the most crowded bars.

This is where the games begin. Once we arrive we immediately assess our surroundings, taking note of the couples, who’s with who, and most importantly the group of single guys who just ordered a round of drinks from the bar. We find an area with open seating and begin to indulge in our own cocktails. We laugh, we talk, and after accomplishing what might possibly be the worst karaoke interpretation of Shania Twains ‘Man I feel like a woman’ you spot him, the tall scruffy blonde making eye contact with you from across the room.

First you play coy, look away, and try your damndest to look cute while cracking jokes with the girls regarding your inability to control your vocal cords when under the influence. A few minutes pass you reapply that glossy pout of yours, look in his direction and once again your eyes lock. You are flattered, curious, and very much interested in this mysterious mountain man who can’t seem to get enough.

But soon bar time approaches and those stares that have continued throughout the night have been nothing more than that, Stares. The crowd slowly exits the bustling bar like cattle, as the bouncers and bartenders harass you as if you just stepped foot into ‘the buckle’. The next thing you know your fabulous self grabs your handbag and gathers the girls to hail the next available taxi, leaving without a name or number from mister sassy pants who made no effort to introduce himself. Now to be completely honest we women are very much capable of approaching a man, but in truth we wished to be wooed so we defiantly wait to no avail.

Now boys, take out your paper and pen because I have a few notes for you. If a woman spends the entire night making eye contact with you, and doesn’t have an obvious look of disgust upon her face that is your cue to go and approach her. After a few moments of casual conversation and you find yourself interested in the woman, then you ask for her number and follow up with an invitation to meet again. Now, when I say an ‘invitation’ that excludes “We should hang out sometime” or “ Call me this weekend if you plan on going out’. A woman doesn’t go to the bar to meet quality guy friends who want to chill and talk about the latest version of Halo, a woman wants you to take her to dinner, a movie, go for a cup of coffee, and if money is an issue there are no excuses we live next to one of the largest lakes in the world and therefore a night on the boardwalk can be much more appealing than a five course meal.

-Trudy Weigel

Dance of Life by Edvard Munch

Is it just me or does the 'phallic' moon in the background of this painting look like Jesus Christ on the cross? I may have had one too many Red Bulls and lost all sense of sanity but I really thought this in my Impressionist class. It could have been a church dance...

The Downside of Art History

Being an Art History major there are advantages and disadvantages. As far as I'm concerned at this point in the semester, they are mostly disadvantages (papers, papers, papers). Not only is my sanity completely gone but my diet has consisted of Red Bull and too much of it! I feel as if I could run a marathon yet I can't seem to write the last pages of my 15-page paper. HELP!

Also...here's a little quote of the day that goes with this post:

"You know your hooked on red bull when 'curried carrot and red bull soup' sounds good."

-Burrito Union is now offering the soup and Sina just had to get it with her burrito (Red Bull-aholic)

Quote of the Day

“Guess what? I have flaws. What are they? Oh I donno, I sing in the shower? Sometimes I spend too much time volunteering. Occasionally I’ll hit somebody with my car. So sue me—no, don’t sue me. That is opposite the point I’m trying to make.”

-Michael Scott, The Office

The Ones that Got Away

Every once in a while, you feel like your something special. Your life is going good, you have a great (what you mistake for great) guy in your life and your top of the world. Then reality smacks you right in the gut and you realize that that was yesterday and today your back to your 'single' life of Little Debbie's and mint chocolate chip ice cream for dinner. These people that we have fussed over for however long have dumped us and moved on to some new flavor of the month. However, occasionally you will find the oddball in this grouping that apparently feels so completely sorry for hurting you and texts you months after it all. What the heck is this? Is your conscience really that guilty that you have to text me months later to apologize? Seriously... I have moved on. I suggest you do the same!

Why Am I So Addicted... Is It A Negative Or A Positive? You Decide...

It's sad how you can become addicted to something so easily isn't it? In the past few months, I have recently started the facebook game "Farmville" and am way too involved in it (which I fear may be an understatement). It is so bad that it has become a regular part of my daily schedule, and I have even stayed up later than I was planning on staying up because "my crops were ready for harvesting"... Now that is just sick!

As well as farmville, I have started to watch Mad Men, via netflix. The problem with netflix is that that you can only get a few of the episodes at a time- so you have to wait until the next disc gets to you in the mail... The anticipation KILLS! The show sucked me in after one episode, and I was hooked. I immediately went onto my netflix (rather my roommates netflix account that she so generously shares with me) and moved the ENTIRE season up to the number one spot... Again, kind of sad...

I believe it is my caring and loving personality that makes me this way...

Mimsy's 26th Birthday is Upon Us

In the tradition of birthdays, we have decided to throw Mims a 26th birthday party complete with a cake with yarn frosting, ugly sweaters, and a whole lotta tuna fish casserole (just kidding on the casserole). We wanted to celebrate with Mims on this joyous occasion and all of his friends will be there. Now Mimsy's been around the block a few times (he's even older than we are) and we can't wait to celebrate. We will keep you posted and include pictures in the future! Breast milk will be served, no gifts please.

Hot Stillscape for Six Colors, 7th Avenue Style

Scatting- a form of improvising sounds in jazz (dapaodou-pido...)

Does UMD have a Scatting/Jazz Club? Lately I have found myself scatting here, there and everywhere... our art history professor even heard our musical genius today!

Ski-ba-doo-doodlily-bap-swee-do-dee-bop!

Quote of the Day

"Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free til they find someone just as wild to run with them."

-Sex and the City

Old Friends or New Foes

So- as many of you are probably aware, the day before Thanksgiving is the biggest and most popular day to go out drinking in the bars with your old friends... It is the time to catch up, talk about how great things are going (or are not going for some- and for those people, I am sorry), and laugh, and have a generally good time... Well, this year was the first time that I was legally allowed to partake in this tradition- so like the follower that I am- I did...

Well, there are the people that you want to see (a.k.a. your friends and acquaintances from high school), and then there are those who you do NOT ever want to see again EVER, like the "popular" people, the jerks, the wannabe jocks, and the people who were just asses to you for no apparent reason. Well, it seems that these were the people that partook in this Thanksgiving's Eve day, and I got to see them in their high school glory days- because they have yet to leave the mindset of high school. I went out with the majority of the people that I would want to see, but there were a few people still that if I saw, I would not be upset- however they must have been hibernating, because they were nowhere to be found, MIA, disappeared off of the face of the planet!

For these people who are out there that have yet to leave the high school mindset- grow up! You are in college now... Partying is fun, yes, but there is more to life than just that. You also don't have to act like you don't know who I am- we went to school together for 3, 6, or 13 years (depending on who you are) and I am not a leper. I was not part of your "elite cool crowd", no, but I did exist.

Anyways, I did get to see my friends, so it was worth going out... and it was definitely an interesting experience seeing how people have changed, or not changed.

My Life as a German Student

This semester I was forced to take a foreign language for my major and my advisor suggested that German would work well. So I thought, what the heck? Well that's where I was wrong. German is kicking my butt and I find myself either staring out the window at die Vogel (the pigeons) or schlafen (sleeping). I find ways to help memorize the hundreds of words I was supposed to have learned by now when really I can only remember one phrase: Mien Name ist McKenzie. Well done!

I have been making up songs in the English language that help me with German words. For example: ledig meaning single="all my single ledig, all my single ledig" or fieber meaning fever="you give me fieber... fieber in the morgens, fieber all through the nachts".

Here's a word of advice to all you thinking about taking up a foreign language-spare yourself the humiliation of being the one person in the room who is apparently oblivious to all things German and take up crocheting instead!

Quote of the Day

"I don't work for anyone... until I work for someone."

-Anonymous (a.k.a. Me)

Dumb and Happy

These two words some up our personalities perfectly. We are just plain ol’ dumb and happy and that’s the way we like it. You see, life throws so much at you everyday and our philosophy is to just be happy with what you got! So we have decided we would rather be dumb and happy than smart and sad. I think most would agree!!

A Day in the Life of a College Student

Any college student can respect this hilarious story. As a student low on cash, I despise grocery shopping. I hate buying the paper towels, the toilet paper, and any other necessity. Well my friend is not a fan of this ‘shopping’ either. She has been out of toilet paper for four days now! Guess what she’s been using…

Loose leaf paper! O.U.C.H!!! Just a typical week.

Quote of the Day

"I'm browsing, but disappointed with the selection of merchandise."

- Joan, Mad Men (talking about looking for a man)

Christmas Anyone... I Think So!!!

So... I am a FIRM believer in Christmas should start the day after Halloween, however, it seems that the common person disagrees with me on this issue. They think that the season shouldn't begin the day after Thanksgiving... I think that people need to get on board with my way of the season...

This weekend, I went to the Christmas parade in town, and it made me oh so very happy to see all of the lights and the music and the floats.

Now, I would just like to say to all of the people trying to kill my Christmas spirit- knock it off!!! I like the holiday, the general good feeling that you get, the merriment, the atmosphere and EVERYTHING having to do with this time of year. It doesn't happen any other time of year, so let me have my happiness- ok?

So, please... for the people of the world unite- stop killing my spirit, and let me enjoy myself, and you should try it too!

Library Pandemonium

After a few very unproductive nights in the library this week, I have decided that I am probably the worst student in the history of studying. Not only have I disrupted the entire 4^th floor (quite the hoppin’ place) but I have managed to make a fool of myself on multiple occasions. I should be banned from being anywhere silent and have duct tape handy 24/7!

Who finds this attractive? Anyone…that’s what I thought!

If this next blog turns into a rant- apologies ahead of time. You may be familiar with the ever-present booty shorts/Ugg boots combo that so many girls seem to wear around this tundra-esque campus. Not sure what is going on here ladies- are your feet that extremely cold and your legs that scalding hot? I’m sorry but this NEVER looks good on anyone and I am sick to death of seeing freshman girls wandering the halls in the cold days of winter with nothing on but an ugly top, shorts short enough to see the booty, bare legs and a pair of worn out Uggs. C’mon ladies-pull it together! We're supposed to be the fashionable gender, right?

Who Says Exes Bring Out the Worst in Us...

This is going to sound terrible, but I think we all take part… that is if you’re a normal girl with any emotions whatsoever! We all know that guys usually move on first from a relationship or dating experience- well the last guy that I was seeing (casually, but that doesn’t matter) decided to one-up me with a teeny-tiny, blonde chickadee. Now, I am usually the get-over-it-and-do-better kind of gal but I couldn’t help myself- so I christened her “skinny little blonde whore”, a.k.a B-DUBS. It sounds terrible, I know, but how else am I supposed to move on and feel better about my life- Mims is only good for so much!

"B-Dubs" are everywhere on this campus. They are the unavoidable frizzed-out, fried-out hair that is not one bit au naturale. I’m not saying that anyone with blonde hair is automatically a "B-Dubs", but we all know whom those overpopulated and over-bleached ladies are.

Dating No-No's

A friend of mine recently went out on a second date with a guy. Now this is where it gets important for all our male followers: never, ever shake a girl's hand at the end of a date. It makes the situation extremely awkward, yes, even more than a kiss that your unsure if she wants or not. The end-of-the-date sequence is always uncomfortable and there is no avoiding it so refrain from the sweaty palm handshake and stick with the ever so "comfortable" hug across the car console!

Just What Exactly is Fake Dating You Ask...

Since one of our avid readers/followers/fellow bloggers had a question about this particular phenomenon, and so I thought that I should follow up with a quick little baby post about what exactly "fake dating" is...

Well everyone, it is when the two people involved act exactly like a couple, and do all things relationship-like, and people perceive them as an "item", however one or more of the people involved in the "dating" does not want to "label" what they have for whatever reason.

In my particular case, it is not I who does not want the label... And, just to make it clear, I am not one of the girls who has to have a label on things- I simply am sick of being asked "what are you guys" and not having a response other than "no idea- ask him"...

So, I sure hope that clears things up a bit!

Fact or Fairytale? A Guest Blog from Our Friend Trudy Weigel

Relationships. What can one say about relationships? They are confusing, frustrating, messy, inconvenient, bring out the worst in people, and sometimes, just sometimes worth it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a hater of love (or what we mistake for love), but over the years I have accumulated chronicles of the what not’s, and the never go there’s in this treacherous world of dating.

The most infamous of dating urban legends is the “Fairytale a la Broad” also known as long distance dating. We all have that girlfriend, the one who comes home after meeting someone by accident, and all of a sudden she is seeing stars. After what feels like an eternity of explaining exactly how they met, she mentions that he is from Alabama and leaves in two days, but ends with the good news, which is that he promises to call her when he returns home. As a woman I feel it is my obligation to my fellow sex to say with confidence that this is never going to work. Let’s get real. You met him at a bar, most likely after throwing back a few drinks, you had great conversation, a couple laughs, and best of all “sparks,” which all too often is really indigestion, but tomato/tomato, or however that saying goes. You have one MIRACULOUS weekend, and before you know it he’s on a plane back home. Weeks go by with text messages, and the occasional phone call, and bam! The next moment your friend is talking about how she needs a change of scenery and is considering finding a job in Alabama after she graduates in May.

Now ladies, and gentlemen if this fits your scenario, let’s be honest. There are no jobs is Alabama. And the most disturbing of all is that you think you’ve found the “one” just because every Friday night he drunk texts you the oh so romantic line of “Goodnight Beautiful.” Let’s raise the bar a little bit, shall we? Quickly I will sum up the outcome of this one-sided relationship. He stops calling, and she vents about this to her uninterested friends for weeks on end. He goes out with the guys, no qualms about it. She goes out but checks her phone every 23 seconds to see if he has called. Long story short, it doesn’t work. If you’re lucky you might have a couple cousins marrying each other in a town near his own, and possibly you’ll have another romantic tryst, but the calls stop, so do the cheesy texts, and seven and a half months later she’s finally over it. All because of thirty hours or so with a man who she barely knows.

Whatever happened to having a great night with great company and enjoying it for that, with no strings attached? Well, I blame society for brainwashing us with all those romantic Disney movies, all those damn damsels in distress who get carried away by a prince on some snazzy horse, a modern day prince who just so happened to be the heir to the Super 8 motel chain. Well I say enough! It’s time we start approaching life with a little more reason, and a little less fairytale. That’s that, and I’m sticking to it.

Love Always….or at least until next week,

Miss M (aka Trudy Weigel)

Copyright: Reno Gazette in cooperation with the Reno Police Department

Reno Takes Duluth By Storm

Trudy, Clementine and Rae Rae took Duluth by storm on Halloween. Going all out with curlycues, cornrows and fanny packs- the girls of Reno were looking mighty fine in their get-up. Oh wait, they were us- we were those fine women of Reno 911... A successful night spent on the town- with all eyes on us! Check out our pictures and see for yourself...

Trudy, Rae Rae and Clementine

Trudy doing Americas Next Top Model

Check out our Reno 911 inspiration: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZTIEJJYo3o&feature=related

Catso, Blue

Mimsy (sung in operatic voice) is the imaginary cat that Trudy and I share custody of. Mims came about one Halloween Eve. Now Mimsy isn't just any cat...He is a 25-year-old that just happens to breast feed, light your cigarettes, and keep you on your toes.

It's sort of a "you had to be there" joke but we thought we'd let you in on it because he may be coming up in the future. He's one feisty feline!

The "Nose" Incident

The person I am currently "fake-dating" and I were out for a night on the town, celebrating his roommates birthday. The night started out like any other, drinking, dancing and having a generally good time. Lets just put it this way- he likes to dance... As we were a movin' and a groovin', his elbow just happened to meet my nose. At this point in time, my nose started to flow like the nile river in summertime.

Being an athlete, he is rather strong and has a muscle or two. Not knowing his strength, he, being the gentleman he is, carried me out of the bar. We rushed to the little girls room, where I then tried to stop the flow. From the outside of the bathroom, he stood at the door giving me advice and tips of how I could stop it. Eventually, I convinced him to enter the bathroom, where he helped for about 2 seconds, until a drunk chic came into the restroom and ruined our "moment".

The bleeding stopped after what seemed like forever, and we went back into the bar, where we were eagerly greeted by our group. Not the typical night, but an eventful one in the least.

Salutations to The Joy of Life!

Salutations from the girls at "The Joy of Life"! We have decided to create this blog because there are a lot of people in our lives that inspire us daily, and we wanted to share them with the world... We are McKenzie and Sina, two twenty-something women going to school for Art History. This blog is going to include stories about our daily adventures through life, the people around us, along with special quirky postings here and there. Stay tuned, you are sure to be entertained!