Polly want some pumpkin pie?

It's rainy today. A bit warmer than it has been, but rainy. Plus it was another slow day at work. Blahhhh! Fortunately, tomorrow is Friday and hopefully I can squeak the hours past as quick as possible.

It was quiet enough at work that I was able to take a picture of myself without anyone catching me. With all the fashion talk a few days ago and a lingering desire to put more effort (right, Mom?!) into my clothing choices, I decided to take a picture of my ensemble of the day. Maybe I'm lame, but I think it's great. Teal-ish tank underneath a white fitted blouse with jean jacket, black pants, and red mary-jane flats. I have become in love with teal/turquoise combo'd with red. The only thing I don't like is how the buttons pucker funny in the front. This is partly due to my ample woman-ness, but part of it is due to the fact that I have not been taking good enough care of myself. Also known as I haven't been to the gym in weeks. The worst part is that I told myself I wouldn't do this- I don't want to be one of those new wives that lets herself go. Therefore I am determined to get back in the gym on Monday. I've got big dreams about it, so let's hope I can stay motivated and get it going.

I started this wonderful plan of getting into better shape by making lasagna and eating two servings for dinner. Wow, it's going to be a long road. Ha, just kidding! Well, kidding about the long road, not about the two servings. I am a carb addict and love good food. But as long as I exercise regularly I'll be looking, and feeling, better in no time.

I made both cheese-only and beef lasagna. The reason for this lasagna making is because just after I got married I brought lasagna in for lunch. One of the captains that eats lunch at the same time as me wanted to know why I didn't have enough for everyone. I said I'd bring some in. Then Hubby said I couldn't. I know that sounds awful, but I think he was feeling a bit money tight at the time and didn't want to waste anything we had. Wow, it still sounds awful, but not so much in a mean way. Anyways, after putting up with comments about lasagna for the past few months I'm finally bringing some in. Let's hope this captain with Italian ancestry approves of my attempt. If he doesn't, oh well, I think it's delicious!

There was a discussion on a blog I read around Halloween time about the following topic: blow up lawn decorations. I find them incredibly tacky and silly. One of the gas stations on my way to work on the other hand thinks they are fabulous. Unfortunately I didn't get a picture at Halloween time when pretty much every bit of available space was taken up by green ghouls on motorcycles, with pumpkins riding b@!%$, and graves with skeletons peering over top. Today, though, I got a picture of the turkeys dressed as pilgrims currently leaning about on the grass. And wait, it gets better...

Apparently the parrot is now a part of Thanksgiving. He was there leaning amongst the turkeys.

I was deeply confused about what the heck a parrot has to do with Thanksgiving. So, of course, I Googled it. I was not completely surprised, but rather entertained, to find the following story (found here):

A young man named John received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary. Every word out of the bird’s mouth was rude, obnoxious, and laced with profanity.

John tried and tried to change the bird’s attitude by consistently saying only polite words, playing soft music ,and anything else he could think of to “clean up” the bird’s vocabulary.

Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back.

John shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even ruder. In desperation, John threw up his hands, grabbed the bird, and put him in the freezer.

For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed. Then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute. Fearing that he’d hurt the parrot, John quickly opened the door to the freezer.

The parrot calmly stepped out onto John’s outstretched arms and said, “I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I’m sincerely remorseful for my inappropriate transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to correct my rude and unforgivable behavior.”

John was stunned at the change in the bird’s attitude. As he was about to ask the parrot what had made such a dramatic change in his behavior, when the bird continued, “May I ask what the turkey did?”

I guess that gas station owner has a sense of humor and has heard this joke. I hope it makes you chuckle just a bit.

Also, I've decided I need a Biggest Loser intervention. I finally watched the episode from Tuesday and I seriously jumped off the couch and did a fist pump when Brady got kicked off. I felt kind of bad afterwards because it's not him I dislike. It's his vile wife. Anyways, go Amy C! Way to stick up for yourself! I'll be yelling at Vicky next week when she tries to get revenge on you!

I watched Top Chef too. It was good and it's always awesome to see the challenges they come up with. I'm not sure which contestants I like and dislike yet- hopefully it won't come to that with this show! I do know that I love watching people make food. Especially people who make it look so easy and do such amazing things that I could never possibly think of. I'm looking forward to the rest of the season.

And now I must go do something non-TV related and productive. Hubby will be home at like 9:30-10 and will want to watch The Office. Maybe I'll go to bed and read... and nap... until he gets here. Happy Thursday and yay for the upcoming weekend!