You had me at "unlimited breadsticks."

Yesterday, I went to the Olive Garden. For the Very. First. Time. And yes, I totally got the all-you-can-eat soup/salad/breadsticks awesomeness. It's possible that I'm a sucker for the "all-you-can-eat." So American. So great.

Hit the skidz

I love how some songs are like little 3-minute time machines, taking you back to some moment in the past. This morning, that song was "I Remember You" by Skid Row. Ah, 1989. It was an unfortunate time - bad fashion, bad hair, and at 12, I was in the thick of it. Hearing this song on the radio this morning transported me back to wearing foldover acid wash jeans and some sort of sweater from 5-7-9.

Seriously - I think these were the jeans:

But man - Sebastian Bach was awesome. He was on Gilmore Girls for a while and I really still love him. The jeans, not so much.

Amish you.

"Breaking Amish" is fantastic. 5 young Amish people (excuse me - 4 Amish and a Mennonite. Which sounds like the beginning of a joke.) decide to go to New York to see what life in the big city is like. Also, what electricity is like. What a genius premise.

Seeing them try new things is part of the awesomeness - flying on a plane! Wearing sunglasses! Eating sushi! Dressing "English," which for the guys apparently means dressing like white rappers from the 90s! Learning to drive! (One of their dreams is to be a cab driver. Aw.) But quick question: if the Amish refuse to have their photos taken and don't drive, how do they board planes? Maybe they have a Passport? But still - there's a Passport photo...scandalous.

One bone I have to pick: apparently one of the girls wears fake teeth which she takes out at night. The others discovered this - but never bring it up! That's all this show needs - an Amish cat fight.

Cough, cough

Aw. Little Charlie has kennel cough. Which is apparently super contagious - we had to leave through the back door of the vet. Ouch. Actually, I've been a little sniffly lately myself - maybe I caught it. Wouldn't that be such an awesome excuse to get out of work? "I can't come in today - I have kennel cough." I'll let y'all know how that goes over.

Meet Charlie.

I adopted this sweet 9-lb furball on Friday. The shelter was so crowded, dogs were only $25 (normally $80) and cats were only $15. As a discount shopper myself, I could not be more excited by my purchase. She is the sweetest thing who just wants her tummy rubbed. (Who doesn't?) And once she's able to get a bath/groomed next Sunday (at 9am, but who's counting), I think she'll look even more adorable than she does now. But yes, I may be biased.

Tummy rub in action:

Winner winner chicken dinner

I never win anything. (Granted, I never really TRY to win anything, because I assume I won't - i.e. buying lottery tickets.) A friend recently won a trip for four to the Four Seasons in Maui - now THAT'S my kind of prize. But this week, I won something. I put my business card into a fishbowl contest last week, and they picked me! It's a sad little something, but I guess it counts as a prize: a $50 fun card to Main Event. Which I guess means $50 of video games? Maybe laser tag? Not a big fan of any of that stuff, but hey. $50 is $50. Anyone for air hockey?

Does Colonel Sanders know about this?

This is awesome.