I'll bet a lot of guys will purposely park their cars illegally...

A simple wish

I do not wish good things for the person who thought that styrofoam packing peanuts were a good idea. In fact, when they die, I think they should be packed in them when buried.

Gotta go and clean up the mess...

Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do?

So it has been a little warm around here lately. Not super hot, around 80 degrees. Nice weather. I've broken out the capri pants and bermuda shorts...nothing crazy. Unfortunately, some of my fellow citizens seem to have taken the warm weather and run with it. Over the past few days, I have seen a disproportionate number of men driving around WITHOUT SHIRTS ON.

Now, if it looked like this fine specimen, we would not be having an issue...

Yes, that is Anderson Cooper. Yumalicious.

No friends, what I have been seeing is this...

Manboobage. Now, don't misunderstand me. I'm not hating on anyone here, but perhaps we shouldn't DRIVE AROUND IN OUR CARS LIKE THIS SO EVERYONE HAS TO SEE.

It's like I'm living in an episode of Cops. Oy.

Things you don't want to have happen to you...

1. Have your left contact lens rip in half in your eye while driving on a winding road. This is highly unpleasant.


2. Continue to drive, with one eye shut.


3. Try to do your shopping with one eye shut. You look like Popeye.

That was today.

Yesterday -

1. Put off spring "ladyscaping" for too long. You'll have a fight with this...

My Schick Intuition will never be the same. It obviously doesn't have very good intuition, because it had no idea what feats it was going to have to perform. I'm thinking it will go on strike.

2. Go to a fabric store, only to get yelled at by the woman working there because I don't know a lot about fabric. WTF? Aren't they supposed to help you there? I DO NOT think they are supposed to ask you why you are there if you don't know what you're talking about. Yes, that really happened.

3. Go to IKEA for a "few things." It never is a few things when you go into their fab marketplace.

That, my friends, is what is going on in Debland. It's an exciting life, but someone has to lead it.

Introductions

I had planned for this day, but it was like planning for a party that I didn't know when would happen!

I'm on TopMomma!!!! http://www.topmomma.com/

Welcome Top Momma readers!! I wanted everything to be perfect when you came, but I just wasn't prepared enough. Kind of like having someone pop over when your house isn't in order, which for me is a frequent occurence.

I'm Deb. Nice to meet you. This is Debland. Debland is a fun and silly place where I can just be me. There is something for everyone here, or at least I have convinced myself of that. Come take a look around...I talk about a little bit of everything, such as:

• Things you should not buy your kids -

http://debland.blogspot.com/2008/12/onmylist-books-you-probably-shouldn-buy.html

• adventures with my not crafty self -

http://debland.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-happens-when-you-dare-crazy-person.html

• hospital stays -

http://debland.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-was-actually-sign-on-my-dads.html

• things I need -

http://debland.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-do-you-need.html

• boobs and trips to NYC -

http://debland.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want-to-be-part-of-itnew-york-new.html

This is simply a taste of Debland. I hope you'll sit back, put your feet up, and read a while. Come back often, and introduce yourself to me too! Always room for new friends...

Introductions

School's out for summer...well actually only 3 weeks.

Another semester is over. I was fortunate enough to get a 99 in one class and a 96 in my other one. Woo hoo!!


This whole going back to school thing has certainly has its ups and downs. Life as a "non trad" as I'm called certainly differs from that of a recently graduated high school student for sure.

Not that I'm complaining. It's just a different life than I had originally expected for myself. Then again, isn't life vastly different in many ways than the one we picture back in the days of our ignorant youth?


Oddly enough, I am a far better student now than I was in my past life. Contrasting with my ventures in high school and early years of college, I care deeply about my school performance and see things now with a far greater clarity than I ever would have had I graduated college in 1993, as I "should have."


Do I have regrets? Sometimes. Don't we all? I'm starting to believe however, that things are working out exactly as they should have. When I started back to school last January (08), it seemed as if this would never work. I'm now slated to graduate this December. While it is only an Associates degree, progress is progress and I am proud to have made it this far. That bachelors doesn't seem as insurmountable as it once did. Besides, I am very excited at the prospect of holding a degree that has the word "ass" in it.





Last Friday I got to experience a major fringe benefit of being an adult non trad student. See exhibit A:

Yes. I got to have drinks at the Ritz Carlton in downtown Philly with my way fun professor. Yes, it is as nice as it looks. Yes, the drinks were very expensive. Yes, it was super fun and chic.

Yes, after 3 cosmopolitans, I am glad I took the train.

Still here...

In case you were wondering, I'm still around.

Does anyone else find it disturbing that I like looking at this picture of the back of my hair?

Just wondering.

Even if you're not a cat person...

this picture of Ellie is pretty cute, no?

Help me caption this picture...

Aftermath

Thanks to all of you for your good wishes. J is doing very well after her surgery, and things are slowly moving in the right direction for K. You guys rock.

Got to spend Friday night in J's hospital room. This is the same hospital my dad was in earlier this year. I would imagine you guys remember the fun mayhem I was able to create there in January. Just in case, check this out...

http://debland.blogspot.com/2009/01/his-ass-is-not-grassfor-now.html

Now given the fact that it wasn't my parents who were in the hospital, and that I didn't have the distinct pleasure of trying to rile up my mother, I will admit that I was much better behaved this time. However, I am pleased to announce my accomplishments from this recent hospital stay...

• I got to have a sleepover party in J's hospital room. Yes, this means I was able to spend the night in a hospital recliner. Awesome! A recliner, that whenever I decided to move, would make a fart sound. I'm thinking that the hospital staff was slightly dismayed at what would seem like excessive bowel sounds from room 249.
• I invited our friend Sue to come over to the hospital Friday night for a little hangout time. By the time she got to the hospital, the one entrance door was locked. She called me from outside the hospital (actually in the street our room was facing). Just for a point of reference, so she could find us when she got in, I, at her bidding, raised the shade and shook my booty out the window. Quite a show.
• Had a great visit with Sue and J. J. decided to partake in narcotics consumption, and wound up passing out and sleeping the whole time. Obviously Nancy Reagan's "just say no" campaign did not work on J. However, Sue and I decided that she is indeed a great listener.
• J woke up and we had a great heart to heart talk in the middle of the night. (ok, fine, this is a serious comment, but whatever...)
• I got to eat Famous Amos cookies from the vending machine, and had a Coke for breakfast. I also was able to snag the yogurt off of J's tray. Lemon.
• Made friends with the nursing assistant who brought water around. Convinced him to stay in the room for a bit to hang out. We banged styrofoam glasses while declaring cheers, and I tried to cajole him to help me figure out a way to get the hospital nutrition to serve lattes to friends that decide to camp out in their friend's hospital room. Didn't work. Drank Coke instead.
• Made friends with Cindy, an awesome nurse. Had fun visits in the room with her that consisted of shoe shopping stories, comparing our Dansko shoes, and just had some general fun therapy type conversations with her. Tried to convince her that she should just ditch work and hang with us for the day. Again, not successful, because apparently Cindy wanted to keep her job.

Truthfully though, the best part was that J did awesome, and got discharged yesterday!!! YAY!!!

If any of you are ever in the hospital, I am available for hire. I'm a cheap date. Just buy me some Famous Amos, and help me score a latte, and I'm yours.

Not everything is funny...

I just don't have it in me today. Too much going on. Today, I want to ask all of my readers to send good thoughts to two of my friends who have a little much on their plate right now. My one friend J is having major surgery today, my other friend K just is getting bombarded from all directions and needs some peace.

Can you guys remember them in your thoughts and prayers? That would be awesome.

I promise my next post will be the usual Deblandish stuff. Hey, I kind of like that word Deblandish - much better than outlandish, don't you think?