100 things about me that you don't need to know

I have seen this everywhere and if it weren't for a SERIOUSLY boring evening I wouldn't put you through it, but I have nothing better to do, so here you go!
100 Things About Danielle
1. I am scared of flying
2. I hate wearing high heels
3. I always wanted an older brother
4. I hate cats
5. I don't like to be the center of attention. It makes me nervous
6. My favorite color is red
7. I own a Hanson CD
8. I LOVE "Family Guy"
9. I prefer to write with a pencil
10. When I was younger, I lived and died by "Little House on The Prairie" and I wanted to be Laura Ingalls
11. I'd like to be a stay at home mom someday
12. I worry that I'd get bored
13. Childbirth scares the hell out of me...especially that needle in the back thing
14. I still cry when Bambi's mother dies
15. I wish I could speak Yugoslavian
16. I remember my first crush ever....Billy Cash where are you now?
17. I'm a die hard Eagles Fan- because my dad said so
18. I had to quit working at Bush Gardens before they fired me.
19. I've delivered pizzas for two pizza places: Little Ceasars and Dominos
20. I am ridiculously independant
21. I still can find no good reason why Western Civilization is a required subject in college
22. Sometimes I miss college...but I'm always glad that it's over
23. I have absolutely no sense of direction
24. I can't cook
25. I have a love/hate relationship with scary movies
26. My favorite move of all time is "The Three Amigos"
27. I hated "Brave Heart"
28. In the past, I have ended 95% of all romanitc relationships within the first 90 days.
29. Some might say I have a commitment problem
30. I am claustrophobic
31. I am the shortest person in my immediate family
32. I am taller than my future husband
33. I love to play sports but get bored watching them
34. I graduated highschool as a thespian (read that carefully, NOT lesbian)
35. Most of my friends are already married to the rest of my friends
36. I've never lived near family
37. I started playing the saxophone 14 years ago
38. The first time I was ever asked out by a boy I was 13 and it turned out to be a cruel joke
39. The same boy asked me out 5 years later in high school "For real this time". Not so much.
40. I love to dance
41. I am extremely sensetive
42. I actually made up the excuse "My grandparents are flying in from England that night" to NOT go on a date (I still cringe)
43. Worst "meet the parents" moment ever- involved the death of their family cat under a car I was in.
44. I wish I had waited a few more years to get a dog
45. If I could change anything about my past, I would have worried less about my weight (and maybe paid a little more attention to my hair)
45. I have seen almost every episode of the Brady Bunch
46. The first thing I do every day when I get home from work is change into pajama pants
47. I love acting, but public speaking still makes me nervous
48. In everything I do, I seem to either have increadibly good or unbelievably bad luck
49. I have WAY more guy friends than girl friends
50. I hate being called "Big D"
51. F. Scott Fitzgerald is my favorite author
52. I believe in God
53. My first kiss was the quarterback of our football team. I was 16 and it was a disaster. And he told EVERYONE.
54. I love raw vegetables but I hate cooked vegetables
55. My most common meal is cereal (a direct result of #24)
56. I don't think I could survive without coffee.
57. I think Starbucks is overrated
58. My socks almost never match - but they are always clean
59. I still look like I'm 18 years old
60. I still don't know how to check the oil in my car
61. I hate watching old home videos because I was a HUGE showoff
62. I have always opened all my gifts on Christmas Eve
63. I get irritated if I feel like it's rained for too many consecutive days
64. I love going to the gym
65. I have coached cheerleading but I have never actually been a cheerleader
66. I cried when I didn't get the part of "Mrs. Claus" in my 5th grade Christmas Play
67. I suck at Chess
68. I could never understand why Popeye loved Olive Oil. I believe he could do better
69. I don't sweat what I can't control but I do stress over stupid things like "what am I going to be for Halloween this year?"
70. I won tickets to a Harry Connick Jr. concert by giving the best fake "calling into work sick" demonstration at a radio station
71. I ended up having to give the tickets away because I got sick
72. I plan to make a patchwork quilt out of all the bridesmaid dresses I've ever worn
73. Worst pick up line I have ever tried: "So...are these plants plastic?"
74. My most embarrassing moment happened when I was 18 and is actually still too embarrassing to post here
75. I have been a bridesmaid 4 times in the last year
76. I don't believe in Love at first sight
77. I drive a stick shift
78. I almost always talk on my cell phone when I'm in the car
79. I hate to admit it, but I am judgmental
80. I believe all men should experience cramps JUST ONCE
81. I also think it would be fair if men were capable of getting pregnant and it was a 50/50 shot on who would carry the baby
82. I love sushi - I eat it almost as much as I eat cereal (again, no cooking required)
83. My second toe is WAY longer than my big toe...it looks wierd.
84. I am very passive agressive
85. I'm an early riser
86. I only have one sibling
87. I can write with both hands
88. I enjoy everything about camping except the sleeping outside and peeing in the woods stuff (i.e. - S'mores)
89. I believe that swimsuits are a very cruel joke on women. What CAN'T you see in those?
90. Flip-flops are the ultimate shoe
91. My favorite actor in the world is Bruce Willis. To this day I have no idea why.
92. I am addicted to Hot Tamales
93. My tailor told me my arms are "abnormally long"
94. I recently switched tailors
95. I feel guilty when the nail salon lady has to take the old polish off my fingers before she can start
96. I'm obsessed with taking pictures
97. I still feel surreal about getting married
98. Somedays I just miss my mom
99. I'm STILL relieved (and shocked) that I found a job after college
100. I enjoy using 'out of date' phrases such as "Tom Foolery" or "Hot Dog!"

30 more days!

I'd repremand the person who left the cheecky comment on my last entry but hey, at least they left a comment! ...it was probably my mom. It's dark outside, the weather is crap (7 more inches of snow today) and I have just finished consuming a half a bag of Tostitos... and a huge bowl of salsa/melted cheese/sour cream. I now have that half "Oh Lord. What was I thinking?" and half "MAN that was good!" feeling. In approx. 3 months when I start complaining about how I look in a bikini, do NOT pull up this archive and email it to me. I will not find it amusing and you will not be invited to my wedding WHICH IS THIS FALL!!!! Rob and I are getting married in Yorktown, Virginia ON OCTOBER 8TH! I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I KEEP WRITING IN ALL CAPS!! OKAY, THAT'S ALL FOR NOW!

hahahaha...shaddup.

Sooo, it's Friday night and -jump back- I HAVE PLANS! Hey, smirk if you must, but see how many times you go out on a Friday night when your boyfriend is in Iraq. Everyone either wants to double date or have a "singles' night" and I qualify for neither. I get it that while Rob, ever the hero, is out saving the world I should be the model female sitting at home, darning his socks and singing the national anthem but dang it- I need a life! Anyway, my chiropractor gave me tickets to a comedy club in Baltimore this evening soI'm taking my Princeton buddies out to raise some hell. Hopefully the guy will actually be funny. I hate going to a comedy club where the standup isn't funny because you feel obligated to laugh anyways. Then they think they're actually funny- because people are laughing, and they continue telling ridiculous jokes. At the end of the night you paid $30 for a beverage and the company of a guy who starts every story with "so a duck walks into a bar and says..."

33 MORE DAYS ROB!

Is it getting hot in here?

Wow, so Laura came up this weekend and had a KILLER interview with a good company up here! With any luck I may actually get to see my sister more than once every 11 years (slight exaggeration). 35 more days left till Rob gets home. Today at work I was bombarded with concerned married people making sure I know what I'm getting into before Rob and I decide to "tie the knot" (for those of you just joining us, this is a definite topic of conversation lately). You would think I had agreed to set myself on fire. Everyone was like "DON'T DO IT!!! MARRAIGE IS THE DEVIL!" Sheesh. A memo to all people of sound mind and body: Whenever, in life, you are presented with the opportunity to give advice to someone who has not asked for it- KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT. There is a REASON they aren't asking you. My favorite "pearl of wisdom" that I was offered today was "Don't marry someone just because they are attractive now".

Woah. Now THAT'S Deep.

P.S. Tara, I can hook you up ;-)

False Start! Begin Again.

Just when I thought I could start the countdown, the Marine Corps put me in my place. Rob NOW won't be home until the 30th of March. Yes, I realize this is just a matter of a few extra days, however, when you have waited 6 months and are now on "The Final Countdown" (cue theme music here) a few more days doesn't do anything but really tick you off. Grrr. So we're back to "38 more days".
In other news, my sis is in town this weekend..... :-) ....okay. well that's all I got. I'm out.

An apple a day won't do JACK for your knees.

I started physical therapy for my knees today (For the running injury from November). THREE TIMES A WEEK I have to go in and stretch in front of doctors. It's a 6-week rehab And, AND I have to pay like $15 every time I go. Go ahead, add it up. I'll wait. ...okay, you're taking too long $280.00! TO STRETCH! I hate being an adult. I guess it's cheaper than knee replacements though...
So Rob's adopted pup has left the team out in Iraq. Jester was adopted by some locals in Baghdad and is probably flopping around their house driving them nuts at this very moment. (Rob don't worry... you can HAVE Scout!) It's been a while since my last "Rob update" so I figured it's about time I get back on track with those! Rob has exactly34 DAYS LEFT IN IRAQ! He leaves on the 24th of March and should be home within 2 days. All I have to say to that is "IT'S ABOUT TIME". I'm getting pretty excited about it (if this is a surprise to you, you should be slapped). Everyone who has yet to meet him...which is....everyone, you may have to wait a little longer yet. I appreciate all the invites but honestly, I think we are just going to decompress for a month before I start showing him off. Don't worry, pretty soon you'll be thinking more along the lines of "Get out of my face already!"

This is Rob's latest picture- with the ever famous dog, Jester.  

One, Two, Three, Quatro!

Any of you Campbell University grads remember my pal Peter Hanna? I went to see Pete's Band, Subject to Change, play this weekend at the Norva. They rocked the house! If you still haven't checked out their website (www.subjecttochangemusic.com) you really need to. Especially since I just made it a link and all you have to do now is click. They packed out the venu this weekend with ONE THOUSAND, ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SEVEN PEOPLE! (This number was actually made into a little song by the end of the night...I think there's a beer company out there that should get some credit for making that happen). Pete's "best GUY friend" John (Me being the "best GIRL friend") flew in from Nashville to hang out, too. We had a blast backstage feeling like important rock star groupies. My favorite part of the evening came after the show. The Norva was closing down and we were all leaving and then it hit me. My car keys were gone. They had been in a plastic bag that got thrown away as garbage by the staff HOURS ago. So, like any normal girl, I freaked out. I found some staff member who told me in a very "I-don't-care" voice that the trash was right outside in the dumpster. (Obviously he didn't know I was with the band) No, it gets better. So outside I go, only to find out they have something like SIXTEEN dumpsters right outside. (sigh). Well, what can I do? I start looking. A minute later the band walks out and asks me the obvious question - what are you doing? After explaining my crisis, these guys that have been there since early afternoon setting up, playing, cleaning up, etc. immediately roll up their sleeves and start digging through piles of garbage with me. We're not talking garbage like "eww, a kleenex". This is broken beer bottles, soaked cardboard, bathroom trash (don't make me explain) I think I even saw a shoe. We had gone through about half of the dumpsters when John *My hero of the day* came up with the most gorgeous set of germ covered keys I've ever seen. They all gave me a hug, pointed my car at the highway, and sent me off. And so, my fellow Americans, this is why I say to you- go check out Subject to Change. Not only are they awesome, but if you lose your keys- you're in good hands. See below for pictures from the concert :-)

This is Roan (bass) and Josh (guitar). These were the first two to throw their arms into dumpsters and help me fish out my keys 

Pete and Jason rocking out at their show. Seriously boys, if you ever find yourself lacking female companionship, learn an instrument. The ladies were ALL OVER these guys. 

This is John (aka finder of the keys), me, and Pete after the show. ....I swear that's orange juice.

I need that on my desk by COB

I would like to start off this email by stating that I WON the poole my family had going for the Eagles Superbowl. $20! (almost pays for the gas and tolls it cost me to get there).

So, now that I'm all corporate and grown up, I've decided something. Work is boring. No, but I mean like BORING. A lot of my day is taken up by adults who need to feel important through using too many acronyms, scheduling pointless meetings (where all you decide on is that you should meet again) and using RIDICULOUS metaphors. I plan to take the next few weeks to exploit this discovery even more, but I want to start with the metaphors. Why? Because THEY'RE HILARIOUS. This past week a buddy and I have taken it upon ourselves to write down every time someone uses a metaphor. Kids, ask your parents, it's like a whole other language. After just four days (it's Thursday) this is what we've come up with (I'm curious if anyone else hears these at the office):
1.) That program is the long pole in the tent
2.) presenting this document is just another stick to beat them with
3.) You're putting the cart before the horse
4.) Could you shed some light on this for me?
5.) There's no need to re-invent the wheel
6.) I don't want to go hold hands and sing kum-bah-ya
7.) Everyone has a hand in the pot
8.) Let's throw this boomerang and see what comes back
9.) You don't want to pull that string. It goes a long way
10.) They're in there having a peeing contest.

Okay, I'll stop after ten...I may have to add more later though. There are some REALLY good ones out there. Other than this, I'm going to VA this weekend to hear my pal Pete's band play (Check them out at www.subjecttochangemusic.com) They have two bands opening for them and they're playing at the Norva and if you know anything about Hampton Roads, you know this means they can walk and chew gum. Seriously, they rock the house. Okay y'all. Have a good one.

This is our "Sad Picture" for after we got our you-know-what's handed to us in the 4th Quarter. If you have the SuperBowl on tape and haven't seen the ending yet. I'd say this pretty much sums it up. The guy doesn't get the girl, Bambi's Dad gets shot, and the Eagles lose the Superbowl.

My mom and Alex....We aren't graceful people. This is why you can trace my family roots as far back as you want, and you will never find an actual cheerleader. 

I love it. This is my mom leading the Eagle's fight song. 

This would be a picture of my "wholesome" family placing bets on the game. Yeah...we take eachother's money. Isn't that what family is all about? 

Don't get all "where's Rob" on me. This is me and my COUSIN, Alex (He's the scrawny looking one)  

This is the extended Kukich family BEFORE the second half. You can tell because we're still smiling.  

Hit 'Em Low....yeah, that was below the belt

Donovan, Donovan, Donovan. What were you thinking, my friend? Well, once again the Eagles blew it. Have no fear, in a few months we niave Kukichs will be ready to start all over with the "this is their year! I just KNOW it!" (just like last year, and the year before, and the year be- yeah, you get it)
It was good to see the family and all that though, and since I got to see them, YOU get to see them! Scroll down for pictures that will make you feel like your family really is normal. (hey, we're Yugoslavs. We do things OUR way).

Puxatawny Phil

Ahhh Saturday Mornings.
It's threatening to get warmer outside. Even though Puxatawny Phil screwed us and claimed to see his shadow. Jerk. I love how our society is full of amazing things. We're America. We have satellites, rocketships, vaccinations, etc. But we all get excited about a little beaver (or whatever he is) getting pulled out of his cage to PREDICT THE WEATHER. I mean seriously you guys. It's FEBRUARY 2nd. There is snow on the ground, my car has been covered with a sheet of ice every morning, and by the time I walk from my car to the building I work in, I can't feel my extremeties. YA THINK MAYBE WE HAVE 6 MORE WEEKS OF WINTER? And I can't justify pulling an animal out of hibernation to hold him up for everyone in the world to see. This always reminds me of the scene from the Lion King when all the animals gather to see the new baby lion on the cliff. You know an elephant or a hippo or something was sitting there going "big freaking deal. My kid is SO much cuter".
I better hear that everyone is cheering for the Eagles in tomorrow's Super Bowl!

Go Baby, Go!

I ran!
I ran I ran I ran I ran I ran!!!!
I swear I'm not losing it, but ever since my knee injury back in November I haven't been "allowed" to run. Okay, if I were being pursued by a robber or kidnapper or something, I think my doctor would make an acception, but under normal circumstances it's not encouraged. Anyway, I finally (I hope) have reached a point where I'm allowed to run short distances. Today I ran 2 miles!!!
...hey, it's the little things in life. And my mom says you make fun of me 'case you're jealous.

Advice? Please.

Oh no. I am guilty. I have become my parents.
Remember when you were a kid and your mom or dad would say stuff to you like "because I said so", "money doesn't grow on trees", and "Stop eating the carpet". (Any takers on that last one? I mean,... me either...). Anyway, today I actually heard one of those phrases come out of my mouth and, so help me, it was one of the worst of them all...
"Welcome to the real world".
Yes, I said this to a young adult who is just learning to pay her own bills. I used to DETEST this phrase because everyone seemed determined to say it to me as if I might confuse "the real world" with "the increadibly fun place where you work 40 hour weeks and pay for everything except your right to breathe oxygen". Imagine my horror. And so, I have resolved never to give advice unless it's fun advice (i.e. You should DEFINITELY try and ski down that hill backwards). Afterall, apparently I don't live in "the real world" anyways, so why should I give advice to those squares?
See you at the EAGLES GAME THIS WEEKEND!