Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Ashley is...

While I was driving to work yesterday, a huge buck ran across the road in front of the car in front of me. When my first thought was 'Ashley just saw a huge buck cut off the car in front of her,' it occurred to me that I may be obsessed with Facebook. Either that, or the pressure of coming up with a good status update has ruined my life.

Because of Facebook, all of my thoughts are now in the third person. In that past few days, they have ranged from 'Ashley is wondering why the line at Target is so long', to 'Ashley is pondering life's questions', and 'Ashley has completely lost it'. I think the latter hits the nail on the head...

Lucky for my loyal Facebook friends, I censor 95% of my status update thoughts. But I'm still in a constant state of trying to think up a quippy update that might generate a comment. You know, it's always the most random updates that get comments, too. Never the ones I think are interesting. My curling iron breaks, and I get 8 comments. But when I run into Josh Turner, no one cares. Hmm. Apparently my curly hair is more interesting than Josh.

I came across a website that's going to help me improve my updates. It's an art, you see. The website is...well...I can't tell you. Then you'll know the source of my wit.

And just in case you're dying to know: Ashley is currently wondering what the opposite of hindsight is.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Shopping In the Sticks

If you know me at all, you know I have a special place in my heart for garage saling. This past weekend was one of my favorite such occasions: the 'Mile Long Yard Sale'.

Don't let the name fool's actually about 15 miles long and runs from Lebanon to Watertown. It happens every spring and fall, and I schedule my life around it.

I mean, who would want to miss the lemonade selling kids between miles 2 and 3? Or the caftan wearing lady who can't count money. Then there's the japanese guy with the long pinky nail trying to sell my brother his toys. And dont forget the old ladies that sell tooth paste and pudding.

But, despite all of the excitement, we never lose sight of the real prize: the cheeseburger selling firefighters in downtown Watertown. When the smell of burgers permeates the air, we know we have arrived. They never disappoint.

Just so you understand how truly great this garage sale adventure is, let me list the treasures I walked away with. A vintage sweater, two pairs of vintage earrings (one thrown in for free cause the old guy thought I was cute), scarves, a make-up bag, a bright green coffee mug, a metal storage bin that matches my room, and sugar-free pudding (don't ask...).

What can I say?

I. Love. Junk.