101 random thoughts

1. i'm ready for fall.
2. but not too much fall--and NOT the cold.
3. if you play with fire, you are gonna get burned.
4. then why is it so fun to strike the match?
5. my sister used to collect all of my brother's toenail clippings in a cup.
6. puffy cheetos are my current favorite.
7. the crunchy kind are not worth opening the bag.
8. i love this album. as well as this one.
9. rbc turns 40 years old in 2 months!
10. i bought 8 boxes of alphabits cereal at harmons the other day.
11. my girls want to buy salted nut rolls every time we hit mr. d's.
12. they make me want to puke.
13. i shake out and fold each pair of jeans when transferring from the washer to the dryer.
14. it's a bit distrubing.
15. i hate cleaning the kitty litter box out.
16. today is a 'comfy clothes' day--nothing binding or restricting!
17. i bought a ped-egg at walmart yesterday.


18. it was on the 'impulse buy' aisle and i TOTALLY FELL FOR IT.
19. i also bought a slap-chop. (even though vince likes hookers.)
20. because it was cheap! (somebody help me.)
21. i want someone to make mia's scrapbook for me. volunteers?
22. gravity is NOT working with me right now.
23. we've been watching breaking bad on dvd.


24. a conservative high school match teacher who decides to start manufacturing meth completely fascinates me.
25. i hate it when people use 's in the wrong place. it irks me to no end. (or should i say 'irk's'?)
26. if i could have only one make-up item it would be lipstick.
27. i LOATHE running.
28. i like things to smell good.
29. if i could visit europe, i would want to go to switzerland.
30. i need to cook more. but i don't really like it. and it doesn't like me back, either.
31. i say REALLY NAUGHTY WORDS sometimes. i need to refrain.
32. i still think zac efron is hot. and i hear "mrs. robinson" by simon & garfunkle playing in the background every time i say that.
33. at times, i think i have adult a.d.h.d.
34. i'll spend a ridiculous amount of $$ on jeans, but don't want to pay more than 20 dollars for a shirt and 30 dollars for shoes.
35. i wish i was having mexican food for dinner. and EVERY meal.
36. i got these cutest nick & nora owl pajamas for mia & madi yesterday on sale for $7.98.


37. i have a very real fear of the dentist.
38. i hate the taste of anything coffee flavored.
39. confession: mindi left a few confessions in confession booth.
40. mindi likes to talk in 3rd person.
41. i think funny guys are sexy.
42. i would shave off 10 years of my life to ALWAYS be at my ideal weight.
43. without having to work at it, naturally.
44. yes, i know that's bat-shizzz crazy.
45. dark chocolate is a waste of chocolate.
46. i haven't worn nylons for over 10 years.
47. peanut m&m's have become a favorite of mine over the past 2 years.
48. i don't like to talk on the phone.
49. which surprises most people who know how social i am.
50. i get burnt out on blogging.
51. my mother-in-law had a heart attack when she found out i pierced kaitlyn's ears at 2 weeks old.
52. it was very 'CATHOLIC' of me, i thought.


53. so, naturally, each one of my girls has had their ears pierced before 4 weeks old.
54. sometimes it makes me mad when a hater leaves an anonymous comment.
55. but then i get a sick, twisted satisfaction when i realize they read almost everything i write in order to hate me.
56. MINDI: 1 HATER: 0
57. i only like to chew green gum.
58. i once saw an adult man next to me at the stoplight pick his nose, look at it, and then eat it.
59. i actually started gagging.
60. i think my 4 girls are the most beautiful, talented, & gifted children in the world.


61. i never took the ACT.
62. i did, however, take the DCAT (dixie college aptitude test.)
63. i never cared enough to find out what my score was.
64. but i like to say it was about a 36.
65. i find joy in popping a really great blackhead.
66. intervention makes me cry.
67. every. single. time.
68. i can take down more diet dr pepper each day than a full-grown man.
69. who drives truck for a living.
70. mindi feels guilt sometimes when she doesn't write a lot of original material for the blog.
71. but not enough guilt to actually do something about it.
72. i've never turned on/operated our lawnmower.
73. and i'm totally okay about it.
74. i can have whole conversations after i've taken my ambien. and not remember a word.
75. i can be a hopeless romantic.


76. but then i can also turn around and totally be 'the guy' in our relationship. (read: insensitive)
77. i haven't joined the pta for the past 5 years.
78. i'd rather send $$ to the school.
79. my stereo in my car is totally ghetto.
80. which pains the music aficionado in me. GREATLY.
81. i can't whistle.
82. i wish i could have someone come in and clean my house weekly.
83. especially my wood floors--i hate to clean them.
84. but i LOVE to wipe down my granite kitchen counters--i do it many times a day.
85. i sometimes like confrontation.
86. wtf?


87. i just picked off all of my nail polish today in sacrament meeting.
88. as well as colored a spectacular picture of joseph and his amazing technicolor coat!
89. i {heart} not doing math.
90. i have never broken a bone.
91. i haven't looked at my google reader in days. it scares me a little.
92. pedicure= HAPPINESS.
93. carmex= GREATER HAPPINESS.
94. i have a heart shaped birthmark on my foot.
95. the kitties are under my computer chair even as i type--i don't want to roll over them.
96. but my sister thinks i should.
97. mindi is SO sick of salads with chicken.
98. i listened to this pink song and actually threw a fist full of glitter in the air the other day.
99. it made me happy.
100. i can't believe i've almost made it~
101. my 10th grade teacher, donny basile, can suck it! ( see? i CAN FOLLOW THROUGH.)

i {heart} DEPECHE MODE

{l to r: lindsay, tiburon, mindi, amy, megan, melissa, steve, jared, holly, mark/jake, jody, kamari, russ}

could i have been any happier tuesday night at the concert? i think NOT:



sitting all together in a luxury suite at the concert was really the shiz--we had room to mingle, stuff our faces, bust our best moves (and, OH! what moves they were!) as well as scream our lungs out. PLUS i had room to park my jazzy........being old has it's advantages:


thanks to tiburon the world will now always have a recording of us screaming for dave & martin & fletch. ALLEGEDLY.

and, if you were speaking HYPOTHETICALLY of what was possibly screeched, it could be (allegedly) at about 1:15 when an anonymous male (russrussruss) yells, "I LOVE YOU DAVE!" followed by other anonymous persons (mindijodytiburonmegan) yelling "WE LOVE YOU FLETCH! DAVE! I WANT YOUR BABY! and (in best english accent) MAAHHHTIINNN!"




the best part was being with my besties and blogging bff's both--arianne (bottom right) showed up to join in the festivities as well:


you might also (allegedly) hear us screaming the chorus of 'walking in my shoes' at :43--





one of the best moments of the concert is ALWAYS when they sing 'never let me down' and get the whole entire crowd waving their hands in the air: (like they JUST. DON'T. CARE.)


& again, thankfully, tib got it on video:



i love what a freaking ROCK GOD dave gahan turns into on stage--he works the crowd into a frenzy--we were all wanting to 'REACH OUT AND TOUCH FAITH' or dave. whichever:




but my favorite moment is always, hands down, 'enjoy the silence'--





BEST. NIGHT. EVER.

go to i tunes right now and download your FREE preview of the 'gold digger' 2 minute video clip from GLEE! (btw: how flipping ADORABLE is mr. schuester? sheesh!)

{thanks, loni, for the 411~)

you say NICKEL, i say BACK!

{l to r: colby, kristin, jody, jared, steve, neal, mindi, kamari, russ, tiburon, amy, caylor!}


ooooohhhhh, where to start?

first off, YES, i know that i went to a nickelback concert.

NO, i can't figure out how to justify it. i've spent months composing a post in my head as to why i would do such a thing.....and words fail.

suffice it to say that it could be the best value for your entertainment $$$ if you have a high tolerance for white trash, skanks, & beer consumption. oh, AND a bit 'o naughty language. (note to self: do NOT bring any minors along.)

that being said, where else do you find a dog the bounty hunter look-a-like? fo REAL:



the theme of the night was 'DEVIL HORNS' and jody & i dressed accordingly:


thank goodness that i conned a 'real blogger' into going (tiburon) who likes to take fantastical footage of each concert attended--unfortunately, she got a bunch of footage of my double chin. but, really, the footage of my b-i-l neal screaming and fist pumping is enough for me to post these magical clips:

(warning: middle-aged people jumping up and down. WITHOUT a support bra, i might add.)

i must also state for the record that we are STONE. COLD. SOBER. just high on life!






oh, the JOY.


truly, one of the best parts of the evening was talking with this gentleman from kearns (who's name i missed--and will regret for the rest of my life!!) who talked with us afterwards about what a great, "80's style concert" it was.

he also told us that he had a bottle of jagermeister in the freezer at home if we cared to join him--when we asked where he lived, he replied, "four blocks up and turn real subtle-like to the right."


here was the BIG FINISH to the night:

kisses

btw: i didn't get a chance to thank those of you who posted nice comments after the hater ones made their appearance on confession booth cinco~

it's always hard to find out that there is someone out there who thinks you SUCK. and even a little bit worse when they take the time and effort to lovingly craft a 'I HATE YOU!' comment.

but i also know that the haters don't think i would post their comments, seeing as they thought i was only gonna post the ones that said how great i am (i'm NOT.) or how freaking hot i am (again, NOT. okay, ummmmmm.... TOTALLY true.)

i am just enough of a stubborn bitch that i couldn't let them have that kind of power over my scarred, scarred psyche--so on they went!

i've realized over the course of my blogging that, if i'm gonna have a strong opinion about certain things, or am willing to put out all of my 'business' for scrutiny, then i have to be prepared for someone to not love it.

but the sting of rejection was lessened by the cool people who came to my defense--thank you and know that it meant a lot and went a LONG way.

to the haters: i'm brushing the dirt off my shoulders. so you can take it somewhere else!

if i could i would tivo you--

love this sweet nothings booklet--




and you KNOW i would. if i could.

& i'm OUT...

& off to check out our boys in slc!

i {heart} the DM TOUR TRACKER for freaks like me-- you can put in your information for which concert you will see in which city, then watch for your icon to pop up......

will be back on friday~

it could be your lucky day!

we have an extra ticket to depeche mode tomorrow night in salt lake city--

the cost is 75 dollars and the perks include (but are not limited to):

a VIP suite at the e center

full catered dinner--fajitas, nachos, sundae bar

seeing the concert with the coolest crowd you could imagine!


email me at mindi.word@yahoo.com if you are interested in changing your life....

your favorite slave

well, i figure i only have about 6 months until my 4oth birthday, at which time i must turn my head to the wall and die. so i gotta LIVE IT UP in the meantime~

and that included scalping tickets to depeche mode in las vegas on saturday night.

we weren't able to buy them when they were first on sale--i even called ticketmaster 10 minutes before they went on sale and kept my salesman on the line asking insipid questions--good thing he was a fellow depeche mode lover and we could swap concert stories back and forth. but all the sucking up was good for nothing in the end--there were no tickets left for the venue. the pearl is AWESOME since it is so small, but also totally in demand by rabid dm fans with no life and lots of $$$.

we were able to buy 3 tickets for less than face value, but only 1 was for general admission--it's right down on the floor where we wanted to be. we have NO problem getting up in people's personal space. plus it's way more fun when you make friends with the drunks around you. much more value for your entertainment dollar.

we decided that we would have to take our chances and see if we could bluff our way in--good thing we chose the sweetest older gentlemen who took one look at a couple of old cougars and their young cub in training and didn't even bat an eyelash at giving us our coveted wrist bracelets--i guess pushing 40 pays off when you need to be credible:

the concert was so great--and there are a few constants that always hold true:

martin l. gore still dresses like a hot tranny mess (yes. that's him in the silver sequin fantasticness).

dave gahan still struts like a 20 year old--even though he might be due for a hip replacement.

we STILL don't know what fletch is doing up there. besides pushing a few keys on the piano.

the coolest part of the evening was when the whole crowd started waving along to the music--it was a sea of arms. and this is always the moment when i think that dm music could heal the world. or at LEAST cure cancer:


but the best part of the night was looking at our (fellow, i'm afraid) dm devotees. there are always gonna be a few that upstage our commitment level:

{btw: the post title is my favorite line from a depeche mode song--AND the name of my super-secret practice blog. ALLEGEDLY.}

lessons learned from the confession booth

ahhhhh, the confession booth.

it's pretty amazing that something like this can stir up so many feelings amongst so many people.

just a few of the invaluable lessons we've learned from CB cinco:


**fast sundays= PAINFUL

**democrats and republicans like to debate--as do home-schoolers and public-schoolers, those who get plastic and those that don't, fat vs skinny, & bloggers vs non-bloggies. a little drama keeps the world going 'round.

**if you go to harmons and buy some bananas and other various fruit, you could be GETTIN' LUCKY

**some burger king bathrooms are magical

**if you wanna get to hell, there's a carpool you can join. but somebody's already called SHOTGUN.

**webkinz account= CHEAP THERAPY

**if you go to lots of concerts you are:

vain
have lots of plastic surgery
use popular trendy verbage
obnoxious

**some love the smell of newborn poopy diapers. others prefer butt crack.

**the RBC's and mindi's shade structure & patio furniture have seen some pretty serious action. but might also need some pretty serious therapy...

and, finally--kate gosselin it completely to blame for the demise of her marriage!!!

i wanna walk with canoes

since i AM pushing forty....and i should realize how insanely ancient i am, i thought this would help:

CONFESSION BOOTH

your life in SIX words

Six-Word Memoir book preview from SMITHmag on Vimeo.

i absolutely loved this little video--it will put a smile on your face~

my favorite? "slightly psychotic. in a good way."


happy weekend to all!

attention certain confession booth confessors:

{photo courtesy of tammy}

ummmmm--dudes.

you're doing it wrong.

thankful thursday

things i am thankful for this week:


**these 3 little ladies and their willingness to participate in the "FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL MUG SHOT PHOTO SHOOT".

and can i state for the record?

SCHOOL= BEAUTIFUL THING.



**this awesome keane pillowcase set that i need.

only because they would be the much younger, non-afflicted band that i would choose to follow if depeche has to give it up. (or the killers. i've got to decide who wants me more.)




**this sweet little love note i found on my computer when i came home from the gym.

i love you, kaitlyn~

(there was no passing out, fyi.)



**this OTHER sweet little love note that my brother ryan sent me.

whoever thought of this one RULES.




**and, finally: THIS.

it TOTALLY reminds me of my brothers.

and how they would look if they worked in conjunction to bring the world their story through interpretive dance.

nobody puts baby in the corner

how much do i heart cinemash shorts?

oh, yeah: A LOT.

the concept is pretty clever: take (mostly!) famous actors and have them recreate a scene from one of their beloved movies.

i thought channing tatum & charlyne yi's oh-so-special scene from dirty dancing was WICKED:





and the reno 911! cast's version of point break was acting at it's FINEST:

confession booth: CINCO

so.....love it or hate it, it's time for the quarterly confession booth--hands down, the confession booth has been my most-requested posting.

it was all sorts of craziness when i opened the first booth. even more mayhem ensued when the second booth went down. and don't even get me STARTED on booth number three & booth number four--i've just realized that it takes ALL KINDS, folks~

diversity makes the world go 'round.

many people have strong opinions about the confession booth--that's what makes it interesting. if you love a little scandal and some not-so-light reading, you will be back again & again. if you frown on it and pass judgement, please come back this saturday. let's still be friends~

so.....without further ado.........

today i am turning off my statcounter and opening up confession booth CINCO. feel free to air your dirty laundry, the skeletons in yours or your neighbor's closets, your pet peeves, whatever. you can do it as "anonymous", or make up a name, whatever floats your boat.

but here's how it's going down:

1. i'm using comment moderation. try to not get your freak on too much-- if it's too insane for even a jaded chick like me, it won't make the cut. but give it your best shot! I VALIDATE YOU.

2. i would like to stress that i am NOT your bishop/priest/parole officer/last rights, so if you murdered someone and/or hacked them up and stuffed them in the drywall?? go to another blog. please. NOW.

don't make me cry.

3. feel free to confess without me knowing who you are or where you're from--everything will be turned off until the booth is closed.

4. i reserve the right to post or not post your confession. please also try to refrain from standing on soapboxes and criticizing other confessions and/or confessors--let's all just play nice and get along.

and to quote tori, the genius creator of confession booth, "if you are a psycho who wears scary masks, please don't tell me. thanks."

we will be taking confession until midnight, friday the 21st.

i wanna credit card that's got no limit

so i've always been secretly down-deep ashamed that i've never had the chance to sing karaoke in a public space. but the REAL CRIME here would be the fact that the world has never had the chance to hear me.

whilst getting my mexican on at el torito in san diego, we noticed a karaoke contest brewing in the bar area. i mentioned that i should SO be entering and jared & neal basically called me on my b.s.--it was like a triple dog dare. it HAD to be done.

i'm sure that when the young man in charge of the karaoke festivities saw me coming he thought that there wasn't gonna be enough alcohol in the world to make me go through with it. ESPECIALLY when i picked 'rockstar' by nickelback. (always a crowd pleaser when sung by a middle-aged woman, fyi.)

well, i showed him--i did it sober AND with all the lights on!

i'd say it was a tough crowd, though--it was only 7:30 p.m. and they hadn't had a chance to warm up yet. i even threw out a "THANK YOU SAN DIEGO!" at the end. but, really, all i heard were crickets chirping.

thank goodness for jared who had the cajones to join me--he even got his harmony on with me at the same time--i think we were destined for greatness:

if we would have stayed i am almost positive we would have been signed to a record deal.

plus, did you SEE me working that mic? you're welcome, internet.


i dare say that we might have even been comparable to the greatness of william hung:

qwerty

true to form, i am all over this typewriter keys wall art--

i am also all over the fact that they created it using 3 dozen printed wood blocks. so cool.





plus, how radical are these typewriter prints ??

i'd say pretty radical, indeed.

does this younger generation even KNOW what a typewriter is? and i would like to state for the record that i took 9th grade type using correction tape. i totally kicked it OLD SCHOOL.

we {heart} san diego

despite depeche mode raining on our parade, we managed to pull through and have a lovely time down in san diego~


baby dole accompanied us on our venture and was the sweetest little man--his mama didn't let him get out on our balconies to see the view, though....not even a little bit! 17 floors up was just too much for her to take~

we loved our view at the san diego marriott hotel & marina--we ate and lounged and ate and swam and ate and shopped and ate and ATE!


we went over to the historic hotel del coronado on coronado island and loved the festive party vibe they had going on.

we decided that money can INDEED buy happiness if you were staying at the beach village at the del--it was a whole 'nother world. one that we wished we could get used to! simply gorgeous~



we all got the blogger-required "prom photos" at sunset:


just missing the corsage:


we were oh-so-glad that jody & jared were kind enough to share their "special sunset spot" with us.

we got lost for half a moment while searching for it, and i wanted jared to ask the carload of guys that we pulled up next to at the stoplight if they could help us find his "special spot."

he refused.



while taking our sunset shots, we realized dole was snoozing through the whole thing.

we didn't want him to miss out, so we got his 'money shot':


san diego= GOOD TIMES.