is it friday yet?!?!

This has felt like the longest. week. ever. I don't even know that i have much to talk about, really. Now you know it's odd when Biddy doesn't have "much to talk about."

So yeah, did you see the window I shoved my hand through this morning?! it was GREAT fun. I have a bit of a confession about that though. You see, I told everyone at work that I tripped and fell, and my hand went through. That's not entirely true. You see, I did trip over the rug in the bathroom, as I was swatting at a fly on said window. I left that part out because, well, I didn't want to listen to Mommy Dearest. I figured if it sounded like I had an accident that could have been tragic, she wouldn't be pissed and feel the need to bitch and bitch at me. I mean, really, can't you just hear her "damnitt brandy lachelle! why the hell were you swatting at a fly with your hand? and why when it was on the window? don't you know windows are made of GLASS and they BREAK!?" you know, crap like that.

Me swatting at flies on the windows is not an uncommon occurence in this house. They love to come in through the doggy door. When they get bewteen the blinds and the window, that is the perfect opportunity to strike. You hit the blinds, they never see it coming so they don't buzz off, they die, and you never had to hunt down the fly swatter that does no good because apparently the flies are on Speed. I'm telling you, it's never failed me. The fly from this morning is indeed dead, though I don't know if it was from me hitting him, or the whole being shoved through a piece of glass part. Either way, the little bastard is dead.

So now, I need a new window. Friend says I should just be able to get a new piece of glass for it. Hmmm, maybe Friend can fix it for me? Hint Hint nudge nudge

so, i guess i have more to talk about than i thought...

last night i had the weirdest dream about someone i haven't seen in a VERY LONG TIME. We shall call him Teacher. You see, Teacher is a friend of mine. Teacher taught my mother when she was in high school (he was fresh out of college, so he's not much older than my mom). He also taught my middle sister and myself. My sister went to school and played sports with Teacher's daughter (who had not one, but two kids during high school...). I was in Teacher's class, then 2 years later, I was his aide. Teacher and I are very close, though we don't see each other much anymore. Anywho, on Saturday I found out that Teacher is back at Cooper (my high school). He had gone to a middle school from Cooper (where he student taught, taught my mom, sister, and me) about 5 or 6 years ago to be an assistant principal (totally fitting for him). Anyway, said middle school is now closed and instead of retiring he went back to Cooper. I guess I had this on my brain or something because I had a dream about Teacher last night. And let me tell you, it was a bow chicka bow wow type dream. Sort of.

In this dream, I was apparently going back to 8th grade (yet i was the age i currently am...weird, i know) Anyway, I ran into Teacher and asked him if he was teaching this particular class (because, duh, i wanted to be in his class) and he said no, he was only teaching the 5th grade class (he's never taught anything other than high school). Well I was all upset about it and we ended up talking for a long time, one thing led to another and we were just about ready to get it on..... when I woke up.

all together now: WEIRD!

I love Teacher, don't get me wrong. But I do NOT find Teacher attractive. He is adorable, but not sexy. At least, not to me. I've never ONCE thought about him in that way (though i can't say that about all of my male teachers...shut up). And what the hell? Why was I going back to the 8th grade?!?!!? Is that my subconcious telling me I need to change my major back to Education? Is that my subconcious longing for the fun and simple days of grade school? I don't know...but that part doesn't really matter...why the HELL was I dreaming about Teacher in that way!??!?!?!

Weird weird and oh yeah, weird...

gosh, i knew it was bad, but I guess i realllllllly need to get my bow chicka bow wow on!

moving on...

in other! exciting! news! my! camera! was! put! in! the! mail! last! night! This is very exciting. Mooshy (my new stalkee girl crush) even mailed it 2nd day! So! that! means! it! should! be! here! tomorrow! or! the! next! day! Oh, and Mooshy? Thanks for introducing me to the incredibly awesome ways. of. showing. emphasis. like. this. and! this!

I hope I remember my photography skillz...it's been a while since i've had a camera worthy of being creative with!

hmmm let's see what else did i want to talk about?

• Oh! get ready folks, Biddy is going to be philisophical soon and very soon. I have been working on a post for a while now, and I'm about to put the final touches on it. It deals with religion and the beliefs that come with certain religions that i just don't quite get. fear not, it will still be all Biddyish, but some things have just seriously been bugging me...
  
• Mine in Utah? Totally. Not. Cool. Why do people want to be miners when crap like that happens? Seriously, this is 2007, don't we have robots that can do that by now?? And that whole black lung thing...thanks but no thanks!
• My artwork totally made Bossy proud. She is also another stalkee girl crush of mine! She even gave me a great idea for a new carreer: crime scene artist. hehe Yep, Bossy pretty much rocks my world.
• My dear sweet Trina finally came into the blogworld. She is all philosophical and stuff. She is a wonderful friend from church (yes, sometimes I go to church) and she works with my mimi. Trina is that girl. You know, the one you know that was like Ms. Goody Two Shoes growing up for the most part and is like, the kind of Christian most Christians dream of being? The one who actually waited to have sex until she got *gasp* married - and she got married when she was like 30 something. Yeah...that one. The one whose husband was tragically taken away from her, and she's waiting it out again, because she's THAT awesome. The one that just makes you sick because you love her SO much and wonder why the heck she's friends with you? That's Trina. I know, y'all are like "wait, this kind of person and Biddy are good friends!?" Yes, yes we are. We balance each other VERY well. I corrupt her and bring her out of her shell (a bit) and she brings me back from the road to el dorado hell. Need inspiration? Trina's your girl. So, welcome to the world of blog, Louski. Careful, I think it might be more addicting than crack.
• I need to write a post all about the Louski & Biddy show (Louski is Trina)....I think I'll do that sometime this week.
• I am VERY EXCITED about my Thursday Thirteen idea. I am so excited about it, I almost posted it on Monday.
• I am a nerd.
• I took a Triad and I'm now going to bed with my aching hand and head...
• oh, and thanks for the compliments on my new signature! it reminds me of Bewitched, which is one of my all time FAVES!