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December 31, 2006

I like you better alive

Enjoy your New Year’s celebrations this evening. And remember, if you think you had one too many… then you probably have. A few years ago, I had to pick a friend up from jail because he/she blew only 0.01 over the legal limit. In NY state, it only takes 3 drinks within a 2 hour period for me to be considered impaired. Not only will you face a hefty fine, loss of your license, pricy legal fees, and humiliation, you could seriously hurt or kill yourself and/or someone else. Why risk it? Call a cab or a friend and keep yourself and others, safe.


And with that, I shall see you next year!

2006

Rudolph's Shiny New Year - Baby New Year


Another year over… and a new one just begun (or about to begin). It’s the time of year when all that can be heard is the endless chatter of New Year party planning and never ending car clearance commercials. 2006 has certainly brought on some new challenges in my life, many that I can proudly file under “worked out,” while others are still filed under “pending.” Before moving into the New Year, I would like to reflect on some highlights of the soon to be old, 2006.


I ran two full marathons, Disney back in January and Chicago this past October. With a total of 3 now under my belt, I’m not planning on running another anytime soon. I’ve decided to focus my energy on strength training and flexibility to keep those ugly RA symptoms at bay. After a 4 year hiatus, I’ve returned to Yoga. Running tightened me up a bit so I'm still VERY far from pretzel status, but I’m enjoying it nonetheless.


I put a lot of miles on my car this past year after road trips to Chicago, Boston, Philadelphia, Downstate NY, Ottawa, etc. D and I also flew down to Florida last January for the Marathon. Sadly, I was not able to make my annual trip out west. I miss it.


I was downsized this past August after nearly 4 years with my company. It was pretty shocking at first, but once I got over the initial sting I was able to embrace and feel blessed by my newfound freedom. And while the lack of funds and cabin fever have certainly increased my anxiety levels, it in no way compares to the stress of working a job that made me feel stuck (despite the money and great health benefits.) Thank you for setting me free, previous employer.


I’ve had some minor health setbacks, but heck, I still managed to run 2 marathons so I must not be feeling all that bad!


I’ve also met some pretty cool people this past year - through friends, and my affiliation with the Arthritis Foundation. I’ve also learned that some of the battles in life are not worth fighting for, or getting worked up about. As Stuart Smalley would say, "...and that’s, OK."


D and I moved into a lovely townhouse this past May. Being the restless, perfectionist wannabe that I am, I cannot wait until our lease is up so we can move somewhere bigger, quieter and cheaper.


D will be starting his 3rd and final semester of his accelerated nursing program at the U of R in a few weeks. He’s still on the fence about what field he would like to go into, or whether he wants to jump right into medical school. He still has time to decide! Regardless, the hypochondriac in me finds that it’s nice to have a health professional around. His clinical hours will be in the evenings next semester, so if I have your number, you may get a call to come over and play trivial pursuit with me.


There’s already a lot to look forward in 2007, starting with my 30th birthday this Friday. As for resolutions, I’ve set a few new goals that I have already started to work toward. As I mentioned in the previous post, I'm working toward fluency in Spanish, then moving on to perfect my German. I have this tendency to mix the two languages together: Wie geht es Ihnen? Asi asi, gracias. ¿Y du? Multilingual folks, how do you keep it all… separate? I would also like to stop eating red meat and pork (again) because it’s just not healthy (for me). There is also my damn thesis which I NEED to finish. And perhaps I will rejoin the ranks of the working class, soon enough.


Here’s to another year of accomplishment... and growth!

December 29, 2006

¡Hablemos español!

¡Hola, buenas tardes! Me llamo Kirsten, encantada. Soy de los Estados Unidos, y vivo en Nueva York. Me gusto cantar, pero soy fatal. Me gusto beber el café y el vino, tambien. No, no estoy casada, pero tengo un novio. Su nombre es D y él es phenomenal. Vivimos en un apartamento. ¿Usted habla español? ¡Ayuda, necesito aprender ahora!


¡Feliz año nuevo! ¡Hasta Pronto!


En inglés (the gist, sort of): blah blah, stuff about me. Blah blah, I am working to become fluent in Spanish. Blah blah, if you also speak Spanish, please speak to me in Spanish. Happy New Year, I kiss you!

December 28, 2006

And the moral of the story is…

D’s parents got me a box of frozen spinach artichoke bread bowls from Schwans for Christmas.


spinach artichoke bread bowl


I'm sure that spinach artichoke bread bowls from Schwans make a lovely gift, it's just that my gluten intolerant small intestine begs to differ. He's a picky son of a bitch. My disappointment was further fueled by the discovery that the box was in fact, no longer frozen. After 5 solid minutes of wondering what the heck I'm going to do with a box of spoiled gluten enriched spinach artichoke bread bowls from Schwans, D’s sister-law asked me to open the packaging. Lo and behold, my real gift was inside. And yes, it is gluten-free.


Awkwardness.


It reminded me of the time my Mom gave me a Dirt Devil as a high school graduation present. That is, until I opened the box and found a Pentax K1000 inside.


3 words, Black Magic Marker.

December 27, 2006

Telepissingmeoff

I just had my first call, in years, from a telemarketer. On my cell phone.


Why did I answer?


Over the past 3 weeks, I noticed that this 1-800 number had been calling me 2-3 times a day, without leaving a voice mail (I never answer unrecognizable numbers). Fed up with all the ringing (er, buzzing) I finally answered after it called me 2 times in a row. I’ve been on the "Do Not Call" registry since I started using my cell phone as my primary phone back in 2001, so I just assumed it was a wrong number. Nope, it was some jack hole talking up a storm about digital cable, which I neither have or want. I feel really bad for people who have to make cold sales call to households for a living, so I let the guy continue his spiel.


Then...


Rico Sauvé ended spiel and jumped into “OK, Ms. Lindquist - we're gonna just go ahead and hook you up.” Pause. Blink. What? “Look dude.” I said, “I lost my job this year, I have to shop for clothes off the clearance rack at Target so I can keep my Road Runner - you will not, I repeat NOT, be signing me up for anything other than what I already have - are we clear?” And I would have just hung up, but I needed to make sure I was off the list, so the dang calls would END ALREADY!


After I hung up, I immediately went to the National Do Not Call Registry website and discovered that my protection was only good for 5 years. Oops.


Step off Time Warner. I'm all re-signed up.

December 26, 2006

Sad, but true


(click to enlarge)


If Jesus was really warming your heart Mr. Snowman, you'd be dead.

December 24, 2006

I want to wish you a Merry Christmas!

We spent Christmas eve, eve - wrapping up gifts and watching movies. Here’s pictorial evidence of some things, that I’m incredibly greatful for:


Mmmmm, yummy Riesling...


My present wrapping hunny...


The warm glow of candles...


All the fantastic gifts we were able to get people on such a limited income!


Oh, and finally...



December 21, 2006

A little too much cheer

Ouch, my head. Is there a sock in my mouth? I feel like there’s a sock in my mouth. Please make the room stop spinning. What’s in the pail by the bed? I don’t want to know what’s in the pail by the bed. Ugh, my stomach. Waaaaaater. The room is still spinning. I just want to eat grease and salt. Is it noon already? I’m never going to drink that much again. Please let me sleep some more. Ouch, my head.

December 20, 2006

The memories may fade, but the experience will be with me forever

I remember:


The jumpy feeling I would get in my stomach as the beeper went off. The nauseating stench of the sweater, jeans and boots I put on in the dark. The way that the freezing late night/early morning air aroused me awake as I stepped outside of my warm home, and into my cold car. The flashing of lights and the sounds of sirens from deep within the night. The taste of burning, toxic smoke and steam. The racket caused by a falling floor and the roof caving in. The deep, puddles of water that would form around the hoses. The warm glow of light on the faces of the people staring and standing paralyzed. The smell of charred wood and melted plastic. The resonance of memories, crunching underneath my boots.


Sometimes I would walk around in the dark, hot, hissing structure to survey the damage with only a flash light to guide me. Sometimes I would work from inside the truck, filling out paperwork after paperwork under the humming florescent lights. Sometimes I would try to ease the inconsolable, wrecked with emotion. Sometimes I would serve cold beverages and coffee because fortunately, no one needed assistance.


I’ve seen fires where people have been hospitalized and perished. Fires where pets were left to lie lifeless out on the lawn. Accidental fires. Suspicious fires. Fires in apartment complexes. Fires in vacant homes. Fires that have left people homeless. I’ve even seen a house fire on Christmas day.


Get your chimney cleaned once a year. Change your smoke detector batteries every 6 months. Make an emergency escape plan. Keep a fire extinguisher in the kitchen. Never leave candles, Christmas tree lights, or items on the stove, unattended - ever.


Be safe.

December 19, 2006

Dear Santa: I just want snow, a bottle of wine…

and more snow - STAT.


During the past 3 days I’ve just been feeling crappy, anxious, exhausted, achy, stressed, and worried. I call it the perfect storm of yucky emotions. Even my Christmas spirit melted away with the pathetic dusting of snow we had last weekend. And while I’m pretty good at hiding my own issues with a big ol’ happy face - I just didn’t feel like posting sunshine and lollypops when I felt like a storm cloud and a flaming bag of poo. The last thing I wanted to do was drag someone down with me… so I opted not to post at all.


Cue: big waaaaaaaaaah.


Anyway, I’m feeling a little better. I think the lack of snow has a lot to do with it… not being able to go outside, roll around, and frolic on top of frozen, fluffy goodness has made me 100% stir crazy! I NEED TO SNOWSHOE, MAKE SNOWPEOPLE, DRINK COCOA OUTSIDE… NOOOOOOOW!


Yeah, lack of snow. That's it (happy face).

December 16, 2006

Happy Festivus, for the rest of us!

Last night I attended a true Festivus party, complete with aluminum pole and the airing of grievances. While I find it counterproductive to dwell on disappointment... ah, screw it.


Unleash the fury, list your 2006 grievances here!


Mine:


  1. My Post Office and the cost of stamps

  2. People who do not say thank you

  3. The lack of snow

  4. --- hidden ---

  5. Somerville, Massachusetts Metermaids

  6. The $2K I spent in maintenance/repairs on my car this year

  7. Fuccilo Hyundai commercials

  8. The new NYS Department of Labor credit card

  9. Both of my next door neighbors, “Thumpy” and “Slammy”

  10. My thyroid


And on to the feats of strength!

December 15, 2006

I like my wine snuggly, and warm


I wouldn’t want him to get too chilly, on our way to the holiday party this evening.

December 14, 2006

Happy “supposed to be” Birthday, to me

This is kind of ridiculous thing to announce, but today is my “supposed to be” birthday. On this day, 30 years ago, I was supposed to be born. Only I wasn’t, and I continued to hold out for a few more weeks, thus eliminating my bicentennial baby status, and a 1976 tax deduction for my folks. Ah well.


In honor of not turning 30 today, I decided to post a music video from one of my favorite bands of all time. I loved this song so much when I was in the 2nd grade... so much, that I brought its album Kilroy Was Here to school for show and tell. Who brings vinyl rock albums to school anyway? Uh, me! Interestingly, the video kind of freaked me out when I was younger. Now it just looks… perplexing.


Anyway, domo arigato.



December 13, 2006

Day 3 of 5 - Holiday Inspiration

Monday evening, at the dinner table...


D: “Merry Christmas!”


Me: “Merry Christmas!”


D: “What?”


Me: “I said, ‘Merry Christmas!’”


D: “Why?”


Me: “Because you just said ‘Merry Christmas’ to me!”


D: “No I didn’t. I said ‘Very Delicious!’ As in, dinner is ‘very delicious.’”


Me: “Oh.“ (blush) “Thanks.”


Either I am listening to my headphones at an outstanding volume, or I’ve developed an interesting case of "festive" selective hearing. Regardless, here are my holiday gift ideas for day 3. Enjoy!


Use:
Edvard Munch Calendar 2007

Edvard Munch 2007 Wall Calendar

One of my favorite artists, calendar style.


Write:
Mole Skin Journal
Moleskine Small Squared Notebook Writing Journal Book

Not made of real moles, of course. At least I don't think. Oh god.


Eat:
Salad Shaker
Fit & Fresh Salad Shaker

Another genius idea. Dressing is in a separate container that dispenses into the salad (when ready) and the lid holds your utencils. No more soggy salads, no more scrounging inside your desk for an old (and possibly dirty) Wendy's fork.


Read:
Babar Yoga Book

Babar's Yoga for Elephants

I like elephants. I like Yoga. I really like elephants that do Yoga. Here's a picture of an elephant I met a few years ago in India:

elephant2
enough said


Help:

American Red Cross Store

American Red Cross Store
Check out the vintage line of Red Cross apparel, and the nifty kits that hold all the things you put on boo boos.


Other ideas, see:
Day 2 of 5
Day 1 of 5

December 12, 2006

The Holiday Birthday Shaft

No matter the sequence: Birthday/Christmas*/New Years, Christmas/Birthday/New Years, or in my case, Christmas/New Years/Birthday - having a Birthday during the Holiday Hullabaloo can be disappointing. Not only does the Holiday Birthday Person miss out on a day, 100% their own…


there’s also the Shaft.


Interestingly, the Shaft is mentioned whenever I meet another Holiday Birthday Person. I believe it to be a universal concept, formed by other Holiday Birthday People, based on childhood observations that they never received the same amount of cards, gifts and cake as their non-Holiday Birthday sibling(s)/friends(s) (Please refer to Figure 1.0.) As an adult in the workplace, the Holiday Birthday Person will typically receive a few “Happy Birthday” instant messages (a few days late) whereas all the non-Holiday Birthday People receive luncheons, cards, gifts and cakes (that the Holiday Birthday Person attends and financially contributes to.) As for the elderly Holiday Birthday Person, well... I won't get into it. It's just too darn depressing.


A chart reflecting the amount of cards, gifts and cake received <br />
versus Birthday month
Figure 1.0


While I’ve experienced the Holiday Birthday Shaft on several occasions, I try not to get too upset or feel hurt about it. Everything balances out in the end, somehow. But, grrrrrrrrr.


Thanks a lot, Mom and Dad.


Anyway, to my fellow Holiday Birthday People - I wish you all HAPPY BIRTHDAY!


* Christmas, Hanukah, Chrismakah, Kwanza - whatever tickles your fancy.


Day 2 of 5 - Holiday Inspiration

Today's 5 gift ideas!


Eat:
orikaso fold flat picnic set
Orikaso Fold Flat Picnic Set


Lightweight, collapsible, origami-esc eating ware! Perfect for camping folk and the wannabe lightweight backpacker, such as yours truly. Also available as a solo set.


Read:
Readymade
ReadyMade Magazine


Not that a saw horse table would match my décor, but it is nice to know that you know that I know how to make one.


Watch:
Curb Your Enthusiasm
Curb Your Enthusiasm


Like a crass Seinfeld, unscripted, and with an entirely different set of characters. I’m pretty sure this DVD does not fall under the umbrella of the Jesse Jackson 2006 holiday ban.


Listen:
Sufjan Stevens - Songs for Christmas
Sufjan Stevens - Songs for Christmas


You can acquire a less costly version here on iTunes, but then you would be missing out on the stickers and short stories! Which reminds me, I need to find my old sticker album (I wonder if the scratch and sniffs are still scratchy and… sniffable?)


Play:
Trivial Pursuit Totally 80's
Trivial Pursuit: Totally 80s


My pursuit for anything 80’s is, indeed, trivial.


Other ideas, see: Day 1 of 5

December 11, 2006

Dear financial institution,

to whom I trust with every cent of my being.


Banc of America


Please learn how to spell your own name.

Day 1 of 5 - Holiday Inspiration

I’m almost done with my Christmas shopping - yippee! I will probably still be in the stores until the 24th, looking for those little last minute stocking stuffers, but at least all the major stuff has been purchased. I just need to send out all of the holiday cards, then I can finally focus on my thesis without thoughts of sugar plums doing weird stuff to my head.


R-O-L-A-I-D-S.


Anyway, I thought I would post 5 possible gift items a day, over the next 5 days, for those of you who may need some inspiration. Click text link for additional details. Happy shopping!


Read:
Amy Sedaris - I Like You

Amy Sedaris - I Like You: Hospitality Under the Influence

I like books that are funny with lots of pictures and full of useful info.


Cut:
OXO Mango Splitter

OXO Good Grips Mango Splitter

Because mangos are a bitch to slice.


Watch:
The Kids in the Hall

The Kids in the Hall - Season One

If you know someone who likes to laugh with/at Canadians… well, here ya go.


Listen:
Sarah Mclachlan - Wintersong

Sarah McLachlan - Wintersong

I wanted some new Christmas music, so I downloaded the new Sarah McLachlan holiday album on a whim. Now I'm brimming with Christmas spirit. Also available for only $9.99 on iTunes.


Play:
New Super Mario Brothers

Super Mario Brothers for the Nintendo DS

I played this game NON stop during my first week of unemployment. Suddenly, after I entered the final castle in World 8... I had to stop and look for a job and stuff. Addicting, to say the least. Anything Super Mario is pretty much a must-have, in my book.

December 10, 2006

Beware, Tree People

While at a craft store earlier today, I observed the following:


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The above camera phone shot is of an animatronic Mr. and Mrs. Claus, both with a tree for a body. TREE PEOPLE!


I don’t like trees that have faces and/or move on their own.


Goosebumps.

December 9, 2006

St. Lucia Day (observed)

St. Lucia day is not until December 13th, but the Brederquist household celebrated it today. As the eldest daughter in my family, it is my duty to rise early and serve everyone coffee and St. Lucia buns, while dressed in a white gown with a wreath of candles on my head. Since I no longer live at home (and have not for quite some time) or possess the aforementioned attire, I woke up late and made gluten free Swedish pancakes and coffee, in my pjamies, for D and my Sister Erika. Good enough.


Happy "early" Sankta Lucia Day, to you all!


Me as St. Lucia
Me, sort of



December 8, 2006

I’m just a bucket full of wisdom today

While listening to music on your laptop with the assistance of ear phones, it would be wise to remove them from your ears... prior to getting up, and walking away to refill your coffee.


= Ouch.


And while refilling your coffee, it would be wise to look down at the mug while pouring... not up at the ceiling.


= Mess.

December 7, 2006

She works hard for the Munchos

I’ve had this affiliate account with Amazon.com for a few years now, and recently I discovered all the new cool stuff I can do with it. So I built a store specializing in music that I like, “Other Music.


Other Music Store


The site is still a work in progress, and I hope to add other items (aside from music) soon. In the meantime, here are my top 5 picks for the month of December, now available for purchase on the site and iTunes (more info below.) Remember: music makes a terrific Christmas gift, hint hint.


This month’s top 5:
"my favorite albums of 2006"


Black Holes and Revelations - Muse

Muse - Black Holes and Revelations


Witching Hour - Ladytron

Ladytron - Witching Hour


At War with the Mystics - The Flaming Lips

The Flaming Lips - At War With the Mystics


The Back Room - Editors

Editors - The Back Room


Broken Social Scene - Broken Social Scene

Broken Social Scene - Broken Social Scene


Happy Listening!



FYI: after you click “proceed to checkout” from the Other Music shopping cart, the site will take you to your actual shopping cart via Amazon.com(depending if cookies are enabled or not). As a result, items acquired from Other Music can be purchased along with items you previously added to your amazon.com shopping cart. And since my Other Music site is powered by amazon, it follows the same guidelines in terms if Internet security.


Selecting the iTunes button will launch the iTunes store within your iTunes player.

On how I like to worry, then remember my problems are small

I was just having an all out bitch fest with my finances and freaking out about how I am going to pay for Christmas gifts, new tie rods and a ball joint for my car, and my health insurance premium that is about to increase 40% after the start of the new year…


when I realized:


I am working on my very lovely, fairly new laptop
The heat is on and I feel toasty warm
I have a fridge full of delicious food for D and I to consume
There is a netflix in the DVD player, just waiting to be viewed
I have a beautiful tree to remind me that Christmas is a happy time
I live in a nice townhouse, in a safe neighborhood
I’m surrounded by good people, family, and a D that I love


And although it is only natural for me to worry about how I am going to manage through the next month, unemployed... I (and we) need to remember that things always seem work out in the end. Why allow that which we cannot control, consume us? Life is good!!!

December 6, 2006

Ode to my heating pad

Oh Mr. Heating Pad,
what would I do without you?
You always make me feel better,
after all the stupid things I do.


An overzealous yoga pose,
or running without a stretch,
your heat heals all my woes,
it is you, I always fetch.


Even on the frigid days,
I wrap you around my seat,
low, warm, and hot you sooth me,
from my head down to my feet.


And with this ode I thank you,
from your pad down to your plug,
keep up the good work you do,
and I shall never become a slug.

December 5, 2006

Van Hagar Halen vs. Van Roth Halen

After years of deliberation, I've finally decided that I prefer Van Hager Halen over Van Roth Halen. Both were tied up until recently, after I suddenly recalled the Great Flu of 1984. You see, David Lee Roth was quite a hot item back in the early to mid 80's. So hot - he released a solo album. And with that solo album, a slew of somewhat entertaining music videos were in constant rotation on MTV. And as I watched his perma grin plastered about the "Dave TV," I was experiencing the more popular of influenza symptoms such as fever, booting my insides out, and visions of death.


The Great Flu of 1984 is also the reason why I will never, ever, under any circumstances, consume Jell-O again.


Or Grilled Cheese Sandwiches.


Or those pink wafer cookies.


Sorry Van Roth, I just can't stomach ya. My Gastrointestinal system (as a whole) has always made an excellent tie breaker.

December 4, 2006

Common sense, keep it coming

I was thinking today - perhaps removing the cork off the corkscrew with my teeth is not only bad, because:


A. It drives D up the wall


and


B. I currently possess no dental insurance, whatsoever.


Rather,


C. on the inevitable chance that I do knock out my teeth or dislocate my jaw… it will probably hurt a lot.


And there you go.

There's no I in LOSER

Whatever.


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Inspired by Noelle. Image made possible by
the woman that started it all.


December 3, 2006

They vs. We

Yesterday was the Jingle Bell 5K benefiting the Arthritis Foundation. I got myself out of bed super early Saturday morning to help out with the festivities. And by super early, I mean 7:15am.


The race was held at the high school in my town, and the actual race course weaved throughout the surrounding streets in the neighborhood. We had a record turn out, which is awesome news for the organization!


As I was walking out to my car after the race, I saw a yellow piece of paper underneath my wiper blade, flapping in the wind.


Oh scheiße.


Despite the sinking feeling in my stomach, I grabbed the note while shielding my eyes from the car. The note was from a Mom, apologizing because her Daughter hit my car. It went on to mention that she left some scratches on my bumper, and I should give them a ring if it is a problem.


I quickly glanced at my bumper and noticed that there were some minor scratches. I squatted down, brushed it with my finger, and concluded that it was probably just scraped off dirt, not plastic (I cannot recall the last time I got the dang thing washed, perhaps the year was 2004?) When I arrived home, I rang up the woman and told her not to worry about it and I appreciated the note. She went on to tell me her daughter had only been driving for 6 months and was not paying attention as she backed out the spot. My car, OK... her car? Not OK. See? The CRV is indestructible!


[You can send that check to my PO Box, Honda.]


The woman seemed pretty upset with her daughter, and I tried to console her by mumbling something along the lines of “yeah, well… that is how they learn.” They? They?


Who are they?


Then it hit me…


After all these years, I’ve been seeing teenagers as kids just a few years younger than me. Kind of an odd perspective for someone a month shy of 30. In my defense, I do have a 14 year old sister, but yesterday’s incident was my first ever realization that “teens are kids, I am an adult.” Gone are the days: "that is how we learn."


I'm all grown up now. Fender bender aside, you'd think my monthly life insurance premiums would have been a better hint that my childhood is officially, over.

December 2, 2006

10 Things (in 10 words or less)

  1. I’ve never broken a bone
  2. My natural hair color is back. It’s been 12 years.
  3. Science is my favorite subject.
  4. My ears perk up whenever someone says “person.”
  5. I threw up at a Debbie Gibson concert.
  6. I still sleep with my baby blanket, nearby.
  7. I prefer salty over sweet.
  8. I cannot do a cartwheel.
  9. I’ve been to both Disney Land and World.
  10. I always check the stove before I leave home.

December 1, 2006

2:30 today (the weather has been strange)

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via camera phone

World Aids Day 2006

Support World AIDS Day


It scares me that I know people who are still so oblivious about the facts surrounding AIDS/HIV (and a lot of other things, but I won‘t get into that today.) Do the world a favor, spread the message.

Run away, if you want to survive

A few glasses of cheap, yet tasty chardonnay in combination with iTunes* is never a good idea.


I now own several tracks by The Real McCoy. 90’s dance party anyone? (Resisting the urge to look up Robin S. and Wreckx N Effect.)


* I’m just thankful that it takes a few days for the charge to appear on my bank statement (I have time to prepare myself.) Sometimes I forget the mouse clicking is actually mouse ca-ching-ing** money from me.


** New sound word.