Sound Bites.

In honor of the deer hunting season opening (that I do NOT follow, participate in, nor care about), I shall speckle my post with bullets.

•  (Be careful, I don’t want to accidentally shoot you.)

• I just finished reading Back Roads. This was an Oprah book that I firmly believe slipped through her quality control department, because when I finished it, I didn’t want to heave myself off of a cliff or want to join a support group with similar book-reading survivors. There was also a number of Danielle Steele-worthy moments, and unless Oprah was fighting with Stedman (or Gayle depending on what gossip-mag you’re inclined to believe), I don’t recall that much “smut” being included in her books before…

• I’ve been trying to decide what I would do if I won $500. I would like to buy stuff, but the responsible thing would be to save it. As a result of my internal confliction, I surely hope that I don’t win a large sum of money anytime soon.

• I’m trying to convince somebody, anybody, to dress up like an Avatar as a birthday present for me. Simply put – I think this would be the BOMB. (For planning purposes, my birthday is November 20).

• Kim vs. Christmas Lights – the winner was the Christmas lights. I pulled out the ladder, the lights, and the hooks. I climbed the ladder. I was unable to understand the hook system. FAIL. I also attempted to do this during last weekend’s Vikings game, so my cries for help went unanswered. DOUBLE FAIL. I might just throw the lights on top of my pumpkin bags and call it good.

• I’ve recently found out that a bloggy friend of mine is pregnant! My first thought after feeling happiness and joy for her was, “Thank God it’s not me!” (Congrats Laura! You’ll make it!!)

• Another bloggy friend of mine has posted video of her family playing with a Kinect. (cross-reference bullet #2) and now I want one… problem is, I don’t have an Xbox. (Thanks Shanna!)

• I’ve been contemplating only giving home-made gifts this year. I’m not able to currently make a home-made doll house however, so the kids might get a pass. I’m already preemptively annoyed by making sure I spend the “right” amounts on people, and making sure I follow the lists correctly.

• Stray bullet. Be careful.