A not so rhetorical question.

Today on the twitters, I asked the following:

And then answered myself, with this:

Because honestly, it's just lettuce, chicken, cilantro, tomatoes, jicama and some tortilla strips slathered in bbq sauce and ranch. BUT WHY IS IT SO DELICIOUS?

Listen, one glance in my direction and it's fairly obvious that 13 times out of 14, I'm not ordering the salad at any restaurant, like, ever. See also: I love pizza. So why do I go to a pizza restaurant and order salad? Is a conundrum that even I cannot solve.

All I know is it's the world's greatest salad and I could eat it all day, every day. Anyone for a date night?

Day two.

This morning's spreesprises were strategically located near my keys, since I had to leave super early for lame meetings and other corporate shenanigans that help put Cheez-its in my cupboard and Diet Wild Cherry Pepsi in my fridge. Priorities, people. Anyway, I was the proud recipient of a new sunglasses clip for my car (since *cough*Joey*cough* broke my old one), 2 more Pay Days (note: they are fun size...makes me feel less guilty about the quantity consumed) and Yankee candle air fresheners. All very sweet and thoughtful things from my boys!

In related news, we're headed to my parents' house this weekend--spanning the bootcamp celebrations far and wide! #occupybirthdaybootcamp needs to start trending. Make it happen.

Is There An App For TURN IT OFF?!

In the last month I have done the following:

• Became a Flip Mino pro.
• Updated my Facebook account with all the tricksy links in my "about me" section. You got tricked into that, too? Word.
• Rocked out some PhotoShop courses.
• Joined the birds on Twitt-ah.
• Got an iPod Touch (Mother's Day, whaaaat?) and some supa sweet Apps to go with it. The level is insane. I can't imagine what it's like to play with it whilst intoxicated.

I'm beside myself with technology. HOW did the world exist before any of this? I mean, really. My head is constantly in elevently billion places with all the things I need to upload, text, blog, Tweet, like, record, and soonandsoforth.

I need to turn my brain off. Not joking. I literally need somone with an MD to install a switch that I can flick to say, "Kristi, turn off the telly, your computer, your cell phone, your iTouch, and anything else that requires power to run ('cept the microwave, 'cause that makes me snacks, duh) and just chill. Breathe in. Breathe out. The world will not cease to exist if something isn't connected and linking to the stratosphere of the world wide web.

So, tonight I will ignore all of it. And maybe tomorrow, too. And perhaps on the next day, my stimuli overload will have passed, and I will return. I think I'll tweet about it first, though...

Tastes Like Chocolate & Peer Pressure.

I said I would "never, ever, ever, ever" do it.

And I just did. For shame!

I've officially hopped on the Twitter bandwagon, and because it's flying past me at 92 mph, it's nearly impossible to get off. That's what she said.

Why now? Why today? Well, I'm ashamed to admit it, but heirtoblair is hosting a sweet giveaway that I really, really, really want to win. And as you've probably guessed, the little sneaky Momma made the only way to enter via Twitter. Like any good giveaway whore, I took it upon myself to retract everything I've ever said about not joining the birds, and caved. I'm so ashamed. And honestly, so very, very intrigued by the world of Twitter.

So that's that. I'm on Twitter now. I'm still learning, but feel free to join in on the party (or just make fun of me) @kveedub. I promise I won't ever tell you when I'm showering, going #2 or sleeping...because that's just creepy.