Danielle needs…

I’m sure everyone who’s on Facebook has seen this game already, but I saw it on a blog and thought I’d try it:

Instructions: Go to Google.com and do a search. Type in your first name and the word “needs” after it. Then copy and paste the top ten things Google says you “need”.

The autofill thingie doesn’t seem to to come up with anything I need in Google.  So I decided to try it in Yahoo instead with better results.  Here they are.

1. Danielle needs baby (ACK!  no no no nonoonononno!  not yet anyway)
2. Danielle needs struggle (sometimes I do)
3. Danielle needs a job (not unless Yahoo knows something I don’t)
4. Danielle needs coach (what kind? the handbag?  a sports one?  a life one?)
5. Danielle needs rack (well…  not really, but my hunny needs a tie rack)
6. Danielle needs surgeries (lobotomy?)
7. Danielle needs a life (maybe a more adventerous life)
8. Danielle needs a (strangely, nothing after that “a”)
9. Danielle needs to (same thing here)
10. (no yahoo entry for number 10)

Finally!

I turned in my last paper for this semester. Yay!

The semester was tough for me, and not because of wedding planning and library opening either!

I’m one of those weird people who has to be challenged in school to maintain my attention span. If a class is too easy I stop trying, do the bare minimum, and then don’t get the grades I know I could have gotten. That was the problem with Libr-286, Interpersonal Skills for Librarians. I loved that the professor posted all of the assignments ahead of time, and said that we could do the work at our own pace, as long as they’re in by the deadline. He seemed to be an easy grader too, which helped. But then I started slacking off… neglecting the bulletin board posts, the article reviews… *sigh*

The other class, Libr-232, Issues in Public Libraries was challenging for a different reason. The professor went MIA a few weeks into the semester with no explanation, changed due dates without telling us, and we only got the grades back for the first paper a couple weeks ago… after we turned in the next two papers. The content was interesting, but it’s hard to pay attention and want to do the work if the teacher isn’t there.

Oh well. It’s the end of a semester, and I only have one more to go. E-portfolio (and graduation!) here I come!

Papers…

Why? Why is it so hard to write these last two papers? Both have to be 5 pages long. Not bad, but it’s soooooo hard!

Meatballs and a jacket

My hunny’s mom makes the most awesome meatballs using her Swedish grandmother’s recipe.  It’s one of those recipes that don’t have true measurements.  One of the directions says “Add ginger powder til you can smell it” – no joke.  I attempted to make them on Monday.  Too much ginger, not enough onion, garlic and parsley, but still good.  I made them today with better results.  My hunny came home to a meal of meatballs, mashed potatoes, and wine.  Yum.

I also went shopping today.  All of my winter coats are huge.  It’s a sad thing since I only got to wear one of them for one winter.  I found one at JCPenney’s on sale, plus I got another $15 off.  Knee length, black, fitted wool with a cashmere blend.  I was super happy… and it was a size small!  I can’t get over that.  It totally cracks me up. 

I tried to find wedding shoes to no avail.  Apparently white shoes are really hard to find in the winter.  So are nude bustiers.  Oh well.  It gives me an excuse to continue my quest, right?

Potluck = Bring Food

Last weekend I invited a friend over for mashed potato meatloaf and rockband.  I hadn’t seen B for a while (since before I got engaged) so I was really looking forward to hanging out with him and catching up.  Some of our other friends heard about this potentially fun time and invited themselves along.  My hunny knew we wouldn’t have enough food to feed them all so he said “OK, but it’s a potluck.”

Please tell me why one person brought Jack in the Box for herself, and two people brought 20 oz sodas for themselves AND NOTHING ELSE.  Please explain to me why they then had the nerve to complain about me not making enough food to feed them all.  Ummm… last I checked they were told that this was a potluck.  Potluck means bring food and/or beverage.  If you want to be useful, you can supplement what’s already being offered.

This isn’t the first time they’ve done something like that.  A couple weeks ago my hunny and I supplied pizza.  They each proceeded to eat 7 slices of pizza and complain that they didn’t like the topping choices.  Hello?!?  I’m not forcing you to eat it.  Domino’s delivers.  Pick up the phone and order what you want.  And if you hated it, why did you eat 7 slices?

To top it all off, they pee on my toilet seat and the floor. 

When asked why they didn’t bring anything to the potluck, they explained that they didn’t have any money.  They then proceeded to talk about the new video game they were all buying in the morning.  Let’s see… no money for food, but $60 for a game?  Sounds to me like your priorities are out of whack.  But let’s assume that these were proper priorities.  You could have ponied up another 50-cents and turned that 20 oz into a 2 liter.  Or $1 and turned it into chips or a bag of salad.

*sigh*  They’re not allowed over for a while.   I’m a bit frustrated with them.

My friend B, on the other hand, brought apple cider.  He was the only one who wasn’t told it was a potluck.  He just has good manners.  If you read this B, I had fun playing rock band with you.  Come back soon!

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Zucchini Festival Psychic

Last weekend was Hayward’s annual Zucchini Festival at Kennedy Park.  Residents and visitors alike pay their admission fee and then wander around looking at booths, eating zucchini, and drinking beer.  One of the booths there was Madame Davis, who offered tarot card or palm readings for $10.  I wanted one of each, but only had $10 left so I chose a palm reading.

Madame Davis herself didn’t do my reading.  Instead my palms were read by a young, soft spoken lady.  It was a bit weird – she spent a lot of time staring at my hands before opening her mouth.  Some of the things she said were eerily specific.  If you know me, you know which ones they are:

1. You come from good parents.  Your mother loves you a lot, even if she doesn’t always remember
2. Don’t ask your brother or sister for anything; they will never help you
3. Your lifeline is strong; you will have a long life
4. You are hot tempered.  You have quick flashes of anger, but you are very good at pretending you’re not mad.  It goes away quickly and you forgive easily.
5. You don’t expect a lot from other people.  You just want them to be good and do what needs to be done.
6. You don’t ask for help very often. Experience has taught you that people won’t help you.
7. In 3 months you will take a trip over the mountains.  In 1 year you will take a trip over the water.
8. You sometimes doubt the love of the man in your life.  Don’t paint him with your father’s brush.  He loves you very much and will do anything for you.
9. I don’t see you having children.
10. By the end of the year you will move into your own home.
11. Within 1 year, you will have a job change.  It will be good.  You will get a promotion.
12. Within 1 year, good news will come in the mail.
13. Family from far away will visit you soon.

Wolverine Face

Today I learned that I’d look funny with Wolverine’s facial hair…

Ha!

Twitter

I signed up for twitter as part of a class assignment for my marketing class. It’s enticing because it requires less commitment than a blog post, but still allows you to put your thoughts out there. I already have 1 follower who isn’t a classmate. Either way, if you want to look me up I’m danieBOB

Beef Jerky

My hunny and I made beef jerky. It’s super yummy. Too bad it’s almost gone! We’ll have to make another batch sometime soon.

We tried making dried fruit once before, but that didn’t turn out as well. I think we need to fiddle with it a bit more.