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Which awesome is more awesome?

So the dilemma that has been plaguing me in recent weeks is which Foo Fighters song on their most recent album, Wasting Light, is my favorite.
I had it narrowed down to my top 11 but that is really a stretch.
I have the list at three right now. (Coincidentally, I have listed to three songs this morning.)
Which one do YOU think is better?

Dear Rosemary


Back and Forth


Bridge Burning

What would you say...ya do here?

I'm pretty much over the "social media" thing. Facebook just doesn't hold my attention anymore.
I'm not going to delete my account or anything, its really the only good way for me to keep in touch with some of the people in my life that are too far away to visit. That being said, I don't really pay much attention to it. Twitter is about the same. I have a twitter account but I think I've sent maybe a dozen tweets ever. I just don't get it. I enjoyed blogging while I did it. Who knows, maybe it will make a comeback in "Markworld." I kinda hope so.
Life has been a little jumbled lately. I feel the need to streamline things a little. I try to live a simple life, I am always happier when I do, and whenever things get complicated I need to scale back.

Lately I have been watching a lot of youtube videos. This morning I have been watching a lot of Weird Al "interviews." I won't post alot of them because I realize that most people don't find him as humorous as I do. (At least, most people over the age of 12 don't find him as funny as I do. Andrew still laughs with me.)

Here is his interview with Cher:


You are welcome!

The man, the myth, the legend

Almost 19 years ago I started dating a wonderful guy. 17 years ago today I made the best decision of my life and married him. I just want to thank my Mark for being such a great person, and for loving me so well. Thanks for being my balance without you I would be a grumpy, uptight hermit. You make my life fun and relaxed. Thank you also for my beautiful children. Each one spectacular in their own way, in large part because they have a present and attentive father. Thank you for always saving me the other reeces peanut butter cup. And the million other things you do for me all the time. You are my best friend and my happiness and the wind beneath my wings.
Love you babe, Happy anniversary.

Cancun

Well we have been back from Mexico for a little over a week. I thought I would blog about what a good time it was.
We flew out on Saturday (2/12) early in the morning and after much standing in lines arrived at the magnificent Gran Melia Cancun. It was rainy and gloomy looking that first day, but was absolutely beautiful the rest of the time we were there.
We were on an "all inclusive" thing which fyi is not all inclusive. Most the snacks in the mini fridge were not included and we paid a lot of money for a few snickers. The food was pretty good for the most part. We had most meals at the buffet but also ate at the fancy restraunts a few times. The mexican one was not very good. Though I did eat this fish thing and a steak. Very out of character for me. The mediteranean place was much better.
Some of the other couples in our group went on some excursions, but we didn't see any reason to leave the resort. We spent a lot of time on the beach admiring the ocean. It was so blue and beautiful. We saw some cruise ship and people parasailing and stuff like that. We played in the ocean. Granted not very far in because of my aquafobia. I almost fell under once but my knight in shining armor ,aka swim trunks, saved me. We read a lot of books and got very sunburned. We took sun screen, unfortunately it was the spray on kind. So we sprayed and sprayed. We sprayed our fronts, we sprayed our backs. Who knew you had to pay special attention to your sides. I have lovely racing stripes down the sides of my legs. Mark thought his chest hair would help serve as sun screen on the first day, and spent the rest of the trip red chested. Of course he is nice and brown now. We are both peeling like crazy now. But I would say well worth it.
The only down side to trips is the traveling part. I don't like flying, especially when we weren't sitting by each other on all legs. I hate the long lines. Denver airport sucks. Motion sickness is not so fun either.
For our first real exotic vacation it was superb. We feel so blessed that we were able to go. Big shout out and thanks to Mom and Dad once again for watching the kids so we could go.
If you are interested in seeing pics I hope this slide show works.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bSSnx9nZd44

Nothing to see here....move along...

As some of you know, and most of you don't, Maxine and I are going to Cancun for a week in February.
I don't say this to gloat or brag. It's the first time either of us has traveled out of the country and honestly I'm a little nervous about it.
The reason I bring it up is that we are going to be on the beach. In swimsuits. In front of people. Now for Maxine, the super uber hottie, all is well. Maybe not in her mind but I think she's smokin hot and I look forward to the vision of her beauty set against white beaches and blue ocean.
For me? Well, I always had a weight limit in my head that I would never pass. Well, I passed it a while ago. (And by a while ago I mean about a year ago.) The number is unimportant. For my height and build I should be about 60 pounds less than I am.
I know it is unrealistic to expect to lose 30+ pounds in time for our trip. 15 might be doable.

My point is this....for the next few weeks, if you see me blissfully sipping a soda or nibbling on something unhealthy, you have my permission to call me a fat-ass. Or a dumb-ass. Or to simply remind me that I am going to be showing my pregnant (looking) belly to hundreds of people that are trying to sip drinks in the sun.

Happy New Year

Happy 1/1/11 everyone. I don't generally stay up on New Years Eve so I am probably asleep as this posts.

I wish you all a happy and prosperous year.