Finally.

(No, not a post after a few days of radio silence. I mean finally the government reopens. That was ridiculous.)

PSA

1) if you're on Instagram you should follow biddythehedgehog. 

2) if you're not on Instagram you should join and follow biddythehedgehog. 

First Dance

Things learned from the search for our first dance:

1) The "love song" radio station on spotify is the best worst station ever. Try it. I dare ya. 

2) Jacob doesn't understand that "without you" by harry nilson is the best love song ever. Maybe best song ever, period. 

Cookies and Cowabunga

Jen Says Go(es) Mobile

Due to unrelenting pressure from my reader base, I have decided to bring Jen Says back (for now). I have installed the Blogger app on my phone, thus the blog may become a series of complaints about strange Caltrain riders and their smells.

For now, I will leave you with some highlights from my Russian River Bachelorette Weekend. On Saturday night, we walked down the road to the Northwood Country Club for Karaoke with Country Dan:

1) A pony-tailed dancy pants man sang "Candy Man". It was not creepy at all.

2) Our party really knows how to choose songs. We did a group rendition of "Wanna Dance with Somebody", then sang "Mother" by Danzig, and followed it up with "Stay" by Lisa Loeb. The locals were so impressed they got up on stage and sang with us (for "Mother", of course).

The Youth of Today

When I was home for Christmas, I had my first exposure to the Twilight phenomenon.  I saw the third movie in the series of adaptations.  My review:

1)  Edward is a real creeper.  Not only that, but a super mopey creeper.  He needs to cheer up and laugh a little every once in a while.  It wouldn't kill him.

2)  Bella is torn between being in love with a vampire and a werewolf.  She really just needs to go to college and meet a nice, normal boy with a sense of humor and no supernatural tendencies.  Maybe a doctor, a lawyer, or, hell, even an engineer.

3)  My sister summarized the next book for me.  First of all, vampires don't go on honeymoons.  Second of all, "imprinting" on a toddler has child molester written all over it.

Terribly Behind

So I have quite a few updates.  In no particular order:

1)  I'm in Delaware now.  I'm afraid that my family has turned into hillbillies.  We pulled up to our house and my Dad's truck was parked on the front lawn.  It was parked there so he could unload energy efficient windows.  But still.

2)  My downstairs neighbor's name is Gusty and he drives a tugboat.

3)  I broke my phone.  Again.  We will see how long I can last with a prehistoric flip phone.  I'm guessing about 2 days.

4)  I'm addicted to trident.  I order it in bulk from Amazon.  I have a pack a day habit.  There, Nate, I admitted my problem.  But I have no intention of quitting.

5)  My second best friend Tim decided to move to Baltimore.  I cried at the Nut House and I am still crying.  The Buick keeps trying to bring him back to California, but Tim is very persistent.  

Alright, I think that about sums up everything that has happened since my last post.