Peggy's Pretty Priceless Passing Points

February 21, 2006

1. Who knew that they sell Bounty bars at the London Market near Trolley Square? I feel so misled.
2. So I was home yesterday (it was FABULOUS) and Jack and I were doing laundry (read: Mommy was folding, Jack was picking up and unfolding!) anyhoo... we were watching some show on Fox called "Starting Over" where they bring these women to this house (the "Starting Over House") to work with Life Coaches (is that like a therapist? If so, what's the difference? Why don't they just refer to themselves as therapists?) to overcome their problems. One of the friends is trying to learn to be more self-reliant and adult. One of her many issues is that she is often used/mistreated by the men she meets because she doesn't have the feelings of self-worth she needs to find someone with her values and ideals (because deep down she doesn't feel like she deserves it.) It made me think of one of my friends (whose name I won't reveal for the sake of his privacy but will tell you that it starts with an "L" and ends with an "arry.").
3. I'm not going to lie to you--the sweater I'm wearing today is DANG cute.
4. I think I'm going to go purchase the "Elmo is my Homeboy" shirt I mentioned last week-ish on my lunch hour today. I'm pretty excited.
5. I wish I could control time. I'd fast forward to next Monday when the Bachelor finale is on and I'd go back to when Jack was a baby and just wanted to cuddle.
6. I had Progresso soup for the first time yesterday. I normally avoid it, what with the friends in it and all. (I don't like food with a bunch of extra stuff in it...I like to eat what I came for. I have no use for vegetables and such in my chicken noodle soup. I just want chicken and noodles. If I wanted vegetables, I'd eat vegetable soup!) I have to say, it was REALLY good! Chunky and delicious. Just say yes to Progresso soup.
7. Garfunkel. What an unfortunate name. Not as unfortunate as, say, Bambi or Candy, but unfortunate nonetheless.
8. Jesus wants me for a sunbeam.
9. I made sugar cookies from a mix yesterday. Now, sugar cookies are sugar cookies. I still had to cut them out and bake and frost them, but the whole time, I felt like I was cheating.
10. In an effort to increase all of our coolness, I will make an effort to remember to teach each of you a new slang word or term each day or week or whatever. These will be taken from the online slang dictionary (http://www.ocf.berkeley.edu/~wrader/slang/a.html) If you want to proactively increase your individual coolness, you may visit this site. (Disclaimer: it's pretty, um, well, full of words I wouldn't say in church. I'll leave it there. If you're easily offended, do NOT click on that link!) I found this website in an attempt to see the real definition of the word "chingus" a word used in my native Kuna, Idaho as a substitute for a word you don't know. ("Hand me that chingus over there.") One place I saw said that it was slang for meth. I have never heard that--times they're a-changin'. But I digress--here is your first step at true lingual coolness:
get crunk with (one) v 1. to approach someone in a hostile manner. ("That boy was trying to get crunk with us.")