Three types of Showers

So I have decided that there are three types of showers that we all take (thanks Ava for reminding me this weekend).

The Quick Shower- That "oh shit" quick shower that you take when you wake up 15 minutes before you have to be somewhere and your already running late. Your lucky if the soap is rinsed off and you remember to wash your hair.

The Normal Shower- The shower that you would regularly take, doing your normal washing, shampooing and yada yada.

And Finally....

The Sex Shower- That shower that you take when you even think that you might be getting some action. You clean every nook and cranny. You leave no "stone" unturned. No leg or arm pit hair unshaven. Bikini line manicured like the white house lawn. The shower to end all showers, you may even spend so much time in there you come out wrinkled... but very clean.


So that is my take on personal hygiene. Enjoy.

Christmas as You Get Older

So I have noticed gradually over the years that the older you get Christmas just gets a little bit more boring. You have those really young "hooray I got a barbie" years. Then you get older and its CD's and DVD's; and other such electronic goodies.

But then this magical thing happens after you turn 18, and it keeps getting worse as you get older. Suddenly you find yourself asking for housewares and gift cards to Wal-Mart, to buy more stuff for the home. I went from getting a new Walkman (yes I am that old) to getting a microwave, and pots & pans. One year I was just giddy over Teflon coated air bake pans and new sheets for my bed.

So this year, I got a new coffee maker, a george forman grill ( with removable plates) and a new feather bed!! My younger cousin's keep asking me why I want and get such "boring" stuff for Christmas, and I keep telling them "wait and see".

Mobile Maven

So since I have all my bills paid off, and I am living with my parents....and I am almost 26; I decided that since I am living with mom and dad I may as well start to put money aside for a down payment on a house, or in my case maybe a house on wheels.

I have been thinking about it, and I could either buy a little crappy house, or like the nicest trailer in the park. For about $80,000 I can have a "cozy bungalow" in a questionable neighborhood. And for $40,000 I can have one of the nicest "homes" in Kingsfield Estates (sounds good I know, but if you live here you know its a trailer park). My sister laughed at me and said I would be "trailor trash", but I say nay nay.

If I do end up buying a mobile home, it will be a very nice one, with a jaccuzi tub, newer appliances and hardwood flooring (the one I am looking at has it). Not a little old one with rust on it that you could buy for around $7,000. No folks if I end up purchasing a trailer, I will not be trailer trash, I will be a mobile maven!

Happy New Year?

Wow I just realized that its been waaay to long since I have written a blog. But fear not you one or two people that ever read this, I will catch you up on all of the not exciting goings on in the life of Inga. I am having a tonsillectomy and a deviated septum repair here in a couple of weeks. So we can look forward to blogs I can write in a hydracodone induced haze.

So in December I finally got my apartment in the "big city" re-rented. After I posted several ads in craigslist and on other online classifieds, I am reasonably certain that they went ahead and filled the 4 other open one bedrooms before they filled mine ( those bastards). But on a happy note, I am now paying A LOT of money towards bills that I owe, so that's all good.

New Years eve just gets less and less fun every year. I mean I am only 25 so its not like I am ancient but sometimes I feel ancient. Like on New Years eve this year, we gathered at a friends house and watched Dick Clark's rockin new years eve and wondered who Ryan Seacrest and Kellie Pickler had to blow to get on the show. Poor Dick Clark, he must be so embarrassed to see what used to be an eeehhh alright new years eve program turn to crap with Seacrest. I mean honestly, doesn't that tool have enough jobs? Why not have Gary Busey run it? At least then we could laugh at him because he is bat-shit crazy. And maybe they could arrange for some performers that cater to the over 17 crowd?

Anywho, bitching about sub-par New Years Eve entertainment aside, after watching the ball drop at 11PM my time, we decided that we should probably make an appearance at a bar. So we went to the only bar we could handle on a big night like that, a martini bar. After sitting around for about a half hour and drinking our complementary midnight champagne, we decided that we were all way to tired to stay out any later and headed out for the night. Not without making a quick stop at the gay bar to say hi to some people, and further affirm that unfortunately I am just too old for this shit. At least on a work day....