Sing a song

You know, when you think about it, spelling a word out as part of your song lyrics is only marginally more creative than using "na nas," "la las," or "doot doos."

This means you, Fergie.

Catch-22

So -

If one likes to indulge with comfort food when something bad has happened to one, and one also enjoys indulging as a reward when good things happen, I guess one's only prayer for a healthy diet is to hope nothing interesting ever happens to one.

Policeman Psych-out

I hate it when cops drive close to me on the road because whenever they do, I involuntarily but consistently do a quick systems check of everything I'm doing that they could possibly get me in trouble for.

Speed?

Headlights?

Seatbelt?

Turn signal?

Am I in my lane?

Am I talking on the phone?!

Am I texting?!

DO I HAVE MY HANDS AT 10 AND 2!?!

... They probably think it's hilarious ...

Aromapsychology

I don't know about you, but I love things that smell good. Smelly candles, good smelling lotion, tasteful perfumes and colognes, it's all good.

But, when it comes to using something that claims to be "aromatherapeutic," I just have one thing to say: It's a good thing that they include the effect that each scent is supposed to have in its name, or I would have no IDEA how to feel.

You get flavors like Stress Relief - Eucalyptus, Sleepy Lavender and Vanilla which is a scent of body wash I personally don't think I need that much first thing in the morning, or the classic Energizing Citrus. Don't get me wrong, I think they're delightful. But I can't count the number of times I've found myself in the shower with a bottle in my hand, looking at the label and realizing, "Ooh, so I'm feeling relaxed right now." *proceeds feeling relaxed*

Then there's this morning. I recently bought some "Tea Therapy" shampoo and conditioner just because they smelled good. I used the shampoo first (naturally), and I found myself calmed by the Chamomile Tea (with a little help from the label). Then I came to the conditioner, and what to my wondering eyes did appear, but a bottle containing Healthful Herbal Tea. I'll admit, I kind of skipped out on that one. Boy did it smell good, but I've never really tried fooling myself into feeling healthy thanks to a smell. It seems a wee more complicated.

Greetings

Has this ever happened to you?:

So, you're walking to your car or headed to a class, minding your own business, kind of on auto-pilot, your mind on other things. You make eye contact with someone that you know, and so you switch into "Greetings" mode.

You say, "Hi."

They say, "Hey, what's up?"

You say, "Good, thanks."

*Slow shaking of the head making a "tsk tsk" noise* Ouch. I don't know about you, but there are few things in this world that can make me feel like a space kidet quite like this does. There's nothing like incorrectly responding to a greeting to let people know that you weren't really paying attention.

Just watching the ducks...

SO - yesterday, my brother Ryan and I went for a walk with our 8 month old niece Jade to go see the duck pond on the south end of campus. When we got there, we took Jade out of the stroller and stood there chatting, watching the 30 some-odd ducks chasing after bread crumbs and each other (I don't know if you knew this, but ducks can get pretty vicious when competing for bread crumbs!).

Apparently, unbeknownst to me, duck mating season had begun. We saw two different duck couples mating in the water. It's always a bit of an unexpected surprise when you see animals mate. Anyway, there were a few 12 or 13 year old boys feeding bread crumbs to the ducks. One of them saw one of the duck couples getting, shall we say, "romantic," and he pointed at them, calling to his friends, "Hey! There's a duck that's drowning, and that other duck is trying to save him! Look! No, wait, that duck is trying to drown that other duck! Look, he's drowning him!!" For some mysterious reason, I was afraid of trying to correct the kid and let him know what was really going on. I was afraid that all that would come out would have been, "No, kid, those ducks are doing it!!" So, I figured I would let it slide.

It turned out okay in the end, anyway. Almost as the kid was yelling about the duck and its homicidal intentions, one of his friends ran over to him, yelling, "No, I think they're mating!" After he said that, for a quick second, I mentally slapped myself on the forehead, thinking, "Whoa! That was a much better way of breaking it to him! Good job, kid, for not making it sound perverted, like I was going to."

Seriously, sometimes I just can't believe myself.

I should have known

Campus is big. And there are a lot of people that go to school at any given university. Sometimes students run into old acquaintances and former classmates during the course of the day, exchanging "Hi"s and other such salutations. It's nice to occasionally see a familiar and friendly face to brighten up our days which are usually so swallowed up in the quick-paced hum-drum of life.

But then again, I wouldn't know about that.

I don't usually run into anyone I know on campus, though I've had lots of classes with students that are still there, and I even know a lot of people that went to my same mission that attend BYU, but for some reason, I never run across any of them.

Except for today.

You want to know why?

Because I didn't shower today. Yep: go a morning without showering, and you run into an old friend from the mission, from your single's ward, from high school, and even a pal from back in junior high you haven't seen in years and used to have a crush on. Swell.

Are they making a "Truman Show" about me? I swear, sometimes that's the only explanation.