Dear Kix

Dear Kix,

I know that when I was little and my mom bought all my groceries your "kid tested, mother approved" slogan really worked. However, I've grown up. I'm in college now. I buy my own cereal and that ad campaign doesn't entice me to buy your cereal anymore. Cereal that is unhealthy appeals to me, I no longer want cereal that is "mother approved."

Bottom line, Kix, you should get a new slogan. Something about how the delicious little balls of fluffy cereal taste great, something catchy, maybe rhyming even. Then I'll buy your cereal again.

Sincerely,
Angela

a recomendation for IHOP

I love IHOP. Their funny face pancakes cannot be beat. They have pretty good hashbrowns too. I've have great memories from many Late Night Snacks there. (Late Night Snack is a tradition for IV where we go to IHOP at 9 on Tuesdays)

So this evening, I was just driving to ihop i was like...oh man, an iced coffee sounds great especially since it was about 95 degrees outside and it's still warm after dark...but they don't have any at IHOP. UNTIL I walked up and saw a sign like a beacon from heaven advertising their new iced coffee in mocha, vanilla and original. I ordered one and was sorely disappointed.

I found out today that they have a weakness. so I'm warning you don't get their iced coffee - unless you enjoy watered-down, too sweet, weak coffee.

I felt like I needed to blog about this to save anyone who was thinking about ordering an iced coffee from IHOP from wasting $2.26

i miss freshmen year

I miss freshmen year for a few reasons.

The reason I miss it today is because I was reminded about how much I miss ten o'clock class. Our class started late today so I got to push snooze a few times. I read some news online while I ate a leisurely breakfast. Actually did my hair. It was fantastic.

I have to admit, I would be much lazier, but it's nice once in awhile.

Here's to you, Mr. Spandex Shorts Yoga Guy

Have you seen the budweiser commercials that solute real men of genius? That's where i got my blog title from.

So i see Mr. Spandex Shorts Yoga Guy every so often at my $4 yoga class. He comes to class fully clothed. A regular pair of shorts, a normal t-shirt. Then, about 3 minutes before class, after the sticky mat is set up, he sneaks into the bathroom and emerges almost naked. He sits back on his mat and begins the deep breathing. Class starts and every so often as a twist my torso up to the ceiling Mr. Spandex catches my eye and I get very distracted. Not because he's attractive, at all, or because he has an excellent reverse warrior, simply because he is the only one in class that is that exposed.

I don't really get the spandex shorts appeal for yoga. Do they make you feel more limber? Do you enjoy the feeling of sweat dripping down your armpits onto your mat?

If you are out there Mr. Spandex Shorts, let me know. I am very curious.

why I am like Bilbo Baggins

I'm in on page 108 of The Hobbit by Tolkien. it's one of my goals to read more classic novels this year, and in my mind, this is a classic. In reading these novels I didn't really expect to come upon stories that teach me lessons about myself. At about page 28 in The Hobbit I came upon a part of the story where I realized that I am like Bilbo Baggins.

Bilbo is going about his normal life when Gandalf stops by, awhile later his house is invaded with a party of dwarves. Very important dwarves. Thorin, the most important dwarf, starts the serious part of this very odd gathering by explaining their journey and says, "We shall soon before the break of day start on our long journey, a journey from which some of us, or perhaps all of us...may never return..."

This is Bilbo's response...

"Poor Bilbo couldn't bear it any longer. At may never return he began to feel a shriek coming up inside, and very soon it burst out like the whistle of an engine coming out of a tunnel....Gandalf struck a blue light on the end of his magic staff, and in its fireword glare the poor little hobbit could be seen kneeling on the hearthrug, shaking like a jelly that was melting. Then he fell lat on the floor, and kept on calling out "struck by lightning, struck by lightning!" over and over again..."

they have to put him, in this state, in the other room. Gandalf says, "an excitable little fellow...gets funny queer fits, but he is one of the best, one of the best - as fierce as a dragon in a pinch." and the dwarves continue on with their meeting.

Eventually Bilbo revives a bit and "after a while and a drink he crept nervously to the door of the parlour...then Mr. Baggins turn the handle and went it. The Took side had won."

This Took side that Tolkien writes is Bilbo's adventurous side of his family (you see, hobbits are not adventurous at all but Bilbo had an adventurous relative and that side of his family has always been a bit crazy. yet, until this moment Bilbo had led a quiet life...)

I see a remarkable similarity between this story and my story on an almost daily basis in my relationship with God. God puts me in this place, like Gandalf puts Bilbo in the situation, because He knows the potential I have, the same way Gandalf knows the potential Bilbo has. I think Gandalf knows perfectly well that Bilbo is capable and wants to do it...yet in the midst of this Bilbo has this complete freak out.

How often have I done this with God?

God calls me to this huge, incredible, hard, amazing journey EVERY DAY and nearly every day I spaz out and turn into a blob that quivers and mumbles and melts like jelly. I let out this shrieks of fear and have to be struck by lightning and put in a quiet room until I realize that I do want to be a part of something bigger. I do have this innate desire to greater things. Journeys that are bigger than my everyday comfortable life of eating and sleeping and sitting around. I'm called to fight goblins and find powerful rings and impact those around me.

Ultimately I am called to a journey from which I may never return. It will not be comfortable and I will often think that I wish I were back in my comfortable little hobbit hole. I will be hungry, tired, cold, scared...but the journey is bigger, the mission is more important. Just like Bilbo, my Took side will win me over, God will sigh and say that I am queer but he knows I can be as fierce as a dragon in a pinch. And I will open the door and start my journey.

wordle

I found this like to wordle.net and was thoroughly entertained for most of one of my classes. Be careful, this is kind of addicting :)

Ducks in a row

I love this expression. Getting your ducks in a row. It's ridiculous to think about. What if you don't have ducks? And even if you had ducks I feel like they would be difficult to get in a row. Unless it's a mom duck with her baby ducks, in which case it happens naturally, so you wouldn't have to do anything to get the ducks in a row.

Anyways...I'm trying to get my ducks in a row for this weekend and it's a little challenging considering I've got about 20 to organize....