Today is Billy Gilman's Birthday

Wow, I am so sad that I still know that. Don't judge. And for those of you who know who Billy Gilman is, I commend you (or pity you as you are now in that same category as me). For those of you who don't, here is a sample of his first song (he was 11). Here is a sample of a more current song (ok, 2005). Today, he is the "National Youth Chairman for the Muscular Dystrophy Association."

I woke up this morning and saw it was May 24th. My first thought: "Two more days of Whittier." My next thought: "Today is Billy Gilman's birthday. He is 23."

Can you say "LAME" ??

This is Billy today.

Yet, this is the Billy I knew 11 years ago...

Oh the hours of watching the Elizabeth music video in order to win a contest (I won 2nd and 3rd place...prize: computer frames that I still have somewhere), the days of listening to the One Voice CD over and over again, the night of his concert (the night my sister was born) and chasing him to the airport in hopes of seeing him.

At his concert at the State Fair (yes...very exclusive), I met a girl who got to hug Billy! With no hesitation I said, "You got to hug Billy Gilman??" And I threw my arms around her and gave her a hug! Her mother shouted, "Don't rub it off!" Let's just say, I didn't make a very good impression.

No, I am not a Billy fanatic anymore (once, I had a username: billygbob...I won't even admit to what those passwords were!). However, I still have his music on my iPod and I listen to his Christmas CD in December. I have a couple of his newer (a bit deeper-voiced) songs too.

WOW, I am so dorky. Don't judge me! It was probably my one and only real celebrity/teeny-bopper crush. Took some time to let go, but every once in a while...

Well, THAT was a first...

I have unclogged many toilets in my life. However, these have been in the comfort of my own home. This weekend, I was in CA and I was traveling all over. So, many rest stops were in order.

(Don't worry, this isn't too graphic :)

We pulled up to a gas station for a quick break. I walked into the restroom and noticed a plunger. I seriously thought, "Wow. Thats is convenient should anyone ever need to use it." Lo and behold, I became that someone.

I was SO not leaving that toilet clogged. I was going to fix it before I had to report anything to the cashier. First attempt: flush, plunge, nothing. Second attempt: flush, plunge, teeny bit better. Third attempt: flush, plunge, a bit worse. (By this time, I am preparing my explanation speech for the cashier) Fourth attempt: flush, plunge, almost there. Fifth attempt: flush, plunge with all my might! And... hallelujah!

Left the restroom, warned the 4 people in line, and walked back to the car.

I can honestly say that was the first time I've ever plunged a public toilet. I sure hope there never is a second...

Awesome Thoughts

I often think the thought: "I haven't heard [an awesome song] in a long time." But, what makes this even better is actually hearing that awesome song on the radio after you've thought this thought.

This is also great with movies (when they show a great movie on tv) or TV shows (when they re-run a great episode). I love when this happens!

Oh, I also love Spaghetti-O's straight from the can. Which I'm eating right now. I love when that happens too :)

Pretty in Pink Part 2

If you haven't read my post called "Pretty in Pink" go read it. (June 9, 2010)
Today the story continues...

Friday's outfit: red & light red (not exactly pink) striped Minnie Mouse shirt, pink purse, pink binder. Thats IT! As I am leaving class, I start to think about my outfit and how I still had a red-pink thing going on. No sooner did I think that thought than I heard, "Pretty in Pink! Is that you?"
Yep, it was the SAME random guy. This time he introduced himself. He even noticed my red toes nails and red flip flops. I guess I was leaning toward a different color, but I still had the Disney theme going on.

I guess there is no recovery from this. The true test is whether or not he'll call me Pretty in Pink or by my name next time. And the sad thing is, I am sure there will be next time.

Pretty in Pink?

I like pink. I'm not a pink fanatic, but a recent experience has me thinking...

Monday's outfit: Minnie mouse shirt with a pink camisole, pink flip flops, pink purse, and I'm carrying my pink binder. I'm walking around ASU and I hear "Lookin' pretty in pink girl!" I turn around to see some random guy. I laugh and say thanks. Feeling kinda good, kinda dorky.

Wednesday's outfit: Pink Mickey Mouse shirt, pink flip flops, pink purse, pink binder. I'm walking around ASU and I hear "Pretty in pink!" I look to see the same random guy. I laugh say "Hey, thanks!" Feeling kinda good, and a little more dorky.

Memo to self: No pink or Disney on Friday. Just in case.