Goodbye 2009

Goodbye 2009, you've been good to me.

In the book of my life, 2009 has been a pretty good year. I'm actually a little sad to see it go. So what happened this year:

• This year had my 2nd and 3rd semesters of Graduate School.
  
• I got Nixon and Kennedy and no matter how much they make me crazy- i love my dogs. You can't be depressed with two insane terriers; they don't let you be sad.
• I turned 25 and my friends threw me an awesome surprise party, which i can't imagine happening in years past.
• I got to vacay in Daytona with family, which i almost never get to do. I got to Jet Ski alongside a pack of dolphins. I mean how awesome is that.
• I lost 15 pounds and dropped 2 pants sizes
• My Yankees won the World Series
• My dating life has picked up, and while i'm still single- its nice to know guys find me attractive
• I started my master's thesis and i actually think it might be pretty good. Half way done!

So here's to 2010 being even better...

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Top 5 of 2009

So I decided this year I would do a Pop Culture Year in Review. So this is my top 5 lists of books, music, movies, and tv shows for this year.

Top 5 Movies of 2009*:

1. Inglourious Basterds
2. Star Trek
3. Up
4. He's Just Not That Into You
5. Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen

Top 5 TV Shows of 2009:

1. Glee
2. Chuck
3. Bones
4. Leverage
5. Survivor

Top 5 Songs of 2009:

1. Poker Face by Lady Gaga
2. You Belong with Me by Taylor Swift
3. Use Somebody by Kings of Leon
4. My Life Would Suck Without you by Kelly Clarkson
   
5. Second Chance by Shinedown

Top 5 Books of 2009**:

1. Temptation of the Night Jasmine by Lauren Willig
2. Hood by Stephen Lawhead
3. Wishful Drinking by Carrie Fischer
4. Hollywood Girls Club by Maggie Marr
5. How I Paid for College: A Novel of Sex, Theft, Friendship & Musical Theater by Marc Acito

*Granted, I haven't seen every movie that came out in 2009. I suspect at least one Sandra Bullock film would have made this list otherwise
** Some of these books didn't actually come out in 2009, but i read them in 2009 so they count for me.

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2009 Year in Review

That time of year again, Jib Jab's annual year in review:

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Christmas Survivor

So when it comes to holiday traditions, some families do normal things like singing carols and stringing popcorn. Some may watch a Christmas Story or a Christmas Carol or even It's A Wonderful Life (which really isn't that christmasy until the end).

At my house things are a little different. After all the presents are open, my mother brings out one more and we play Christmas Survivor. See the wrapped present with the funny drawn skull (that was last years christmas survivor present). Its normally something stupid but its hilarious to play.

Christmas survivor consists of four challenges. The challenges change every year. Last year UNC-Sis and I had to come up with ten words out of the letters in Christmas. Then we had to come up with both an edible and non-edible item, that we had in our house, beginning with each letter in Christmas (Like A= Apple and Alarm Clock). Then we had to stand about 5 feet away from a spaghetti pot and throw two plastic toy balls into it. Then my mom would give us two word clues and we had to find a sheet of paper that said Christmas Survivor winner that was hidden in our house.

It took me forever to throw the two balls into the pot. UNC-Sis had at least 5 minutes looking for the sheet of paper before i got finished with the balls. But i managed to find the paper first and win. I know it seems strange for us to play a game for a silly present. But we happen to love the Survivor TV show at our house, and we are ultra-competitive sisters- so it kinda works for us. But if you can imagine two twenty-somethings running around in our pajamas at 8 am on Christmas morning (and neither of us are morning people) with the dog barking at us and Lil-Miss-Sis giggling and getting in our way, its actually kind of a funny thing to watch. As far as strange holiday traditions go- at least its a fun one.

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Confession: I Love Bad TV

So I admit it: I love bad television. I'm not talking minorly bad (like General Hospital and Tough Love) or even pretty bad (I Love New York, Flavor of Love). I'm talking really really bad. If i'm home during the day I am all about watching Jerry Springer and Maury.

Now Jerry Springer is just ridiculous. I mean yesterday their show was titled: "He's possessed by gay demon." I know several gay people who would be up in arms over that title. But even worse- a gay demon, really? What kind of shit is this? I happen to know for a fact that half the shit on Jerry is made up. Back home, my family knew this woman who went on Jerry Springer. She said that they get you there for something true (like cheating on your boyfriend) but that they pay you extra to embellish he story and get into fights. So its like basically watching bad scripted shows.

Maury is my favorite. Its like DNA/pregnancy tests everyday. My favorite people are the women who have been on the show with like 6 different men claiming each is the father to her baby. I love how each time they are certain its this man, even though they were sure the 1-5 before said guy was the one. Which brings me to the question how do you not know the father to your baby. I mean if you do the math you can pinpoint conception to around a month's time. How do you sleep with 6 different men in a months time? I have never slept with more than one man a month. Granted i haven't slept with 6 different men in the 9 years i've been sexually active. I mean you couldn't find one guy and just sleep with him? Was the sex that bad with the first 5 that you had to find another. If i find one guy to sleep with, whose worth a damn, I just keep him on retainer until i can't anymore. I mean if i got knocked up i'm pretty sure i would know who it was. On the offhand chance i slept with two guys in that period, I sure as hell wouldn't bring either of them on Maury.

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All A Number

Women, especially American Women, judge themselves by numbers. Your pants size, bra size, shirt size, the number of people you've slept with and your weight. We all judge ourselves by numbers.

Years ago, I rejected the idea that i should judge myself by what size pants/dress/shirt i was. The clothing industry is always changing the sizes, so why should i care right?

I still don't. But i'm happy to announce that in this year alone i have dropped 15 pounds and 2 pants sizes. I am now a tiny size 8, as opposed to the size 12 i was last year (i'm rounding size 6 now, just another couple pounds i think). I never thought i was fat, at least not morbidly obese like some of the girls on Jerry Spinger. But being a size 8 feels better, not only because i'm not carrying around that extra 15 pounds, but because it makes me feel a lot more confident in the way i look. And dammit, i was cute before and now i'm like adorable. I'll never be a sex-pot, my cheeks are way to chubby to be sexy.

For people looking for weight-loss advice- i don't have any to give. I didn't actively hit the gym everyday. I live on a diet of pasta, potatoes, vegetables, rice and ice cream. I do, however, walk a mile to my classes everyday. And i have 2 dogs that i have to take out for walks about 4 times a day. So i assume most of my weight loss is from the sheer volume of walking i have to do.

But these are numbers i can live with.

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Don't Touch Her Bone

So my dog Kennedy is possibly the sweetest little thing on the face of the planet. She loves to cuddle and get her tummy rubbed and lick my face. She never gets into fights at the dog park. But don't you dare try to steal her bone (not me i can take it from her.) Just watch her take out my other dog, Nixon, when he tries to take her bone (and he's got 20 pounds and 6 inches on her):

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Open Letter: Please stop calling

Dear whatever jerk has called me 7 times in 5 days,

Please stop calling me. Obviously whatever stupid shit you are calling me about is not important since you can't be bothered to leave a voicemail. I don't know your number- so i am not going to answer no matter how many times you call me. At first i though you were just another wrong number, since pretty much anyone calling me from the 732 area code is a wrong number. Nevermind that my phone is a 732 area code, i haven't lived in that area code in 3 years. I'm just too lazy to change my number. I keep wondering if you're a member of my family that i never talk too and maybe its something important. But then i realize if it was important you would LEAVE A MESSAGE! So please do me a favor and stop calling, because i can only waste my time wondering about who is calling me on people that are important- and you are not.

Thank you,
Coyote Rose

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