This is only the second installment of my weekly rants and raves, and I'm already totally into it. I've been making a list for the past few days of things I want to include. Does this make me committed, or lame?

Anyway, on to my votes for 'fab' and 'drab':

FAB!

1. Holidays/Celebrations: The previous 2 blog entries have been geared toward celebratory events in our lives. I lovvvvve holidays. I love picking out the perfect gift for someone, I love ice cream, I love cards (like, a little obsessed), I love party hats, I love spending time with people I love. (..."I love lamp?") Last week, Ben and I celebrated our 2 year wedding anniversary a day before his 25th birthday. My birthday is 3 days after Christmas. Apparently, that's just how we roll around here - good times are always doubled. However, I think I got a little too caught up in the spirit of fiestas, because I also decided that we were going to celebrate National Junk Food Day. We had chili cheese fries. And sour skittles. And cheetos.

2. Josh Kelley. I'm a sucker for a guy with a guitar. I even got roped into marrying one. ;) I'm also a sucker for really good, mellow acoustic music. Josh Kelley has recently been gracing my iPod. I got hooked on him after hearing "Home to Me" while I was listening to Pandora. His voice is smooth as Hershey's Bliss chocolate with a meltaway center. Oh yeah. We're talking really, really silky. As a bonus, he's married to Katherine Heigl. And she's pretty hot.

3. Urban Outfitter's dresses. I love quirky fashion. Urban Outfitters embodies this. Sometimes, I'll stroll through the store and graze my hands along a pair of jumper shorts and debate trying them on. This is what that place does to me. No where else would I ever imagine looking halfway decent in a pair of jumper shorts, but when I'm in Urban, all of a sudden I'm Blake Lively (really, how does she make those things look so flipping cute?). So, I  have come to discover that the website sucks me in as well. I was browsing the other day (first mistake), and literally let out a sigh of admiration when I saw these ridiculously adorable dresses: weak spot #1, and weak spot #2. Someone hide my credit card.

4. Spinning class. I know, I know - working out is fab?? Weird. Here's the deal: for whatever reason, I agreed to try out a 6:00a.m. spinning class. For those of you who don't know me, I am not BFF with mornings. To say the least. In fact, anytime before 9:00 is truly foreign to me. So when 5:40 rolled around, and my body somehow peeled itself away from my pillow, I was actually astonished to discover that it was still dark outside (my conversation with Ben went something like this: Me - "It's still dark out! There are actually stars in the sky! Why is this happening???" Ben - "Oh babe, what your eyes have yet to see."). Once I got over my initial bewilderment of the unfamiliar a.m. territory, I went to my class. I spun. I worked muscles I've never worked before. I almost threw up. I left feeling sore, but energized - and I had an entire day ahead of me. I'm going back tomorrow.

5. Brooks. I'm going to sound like a bit of a exercise-aholic (which is laughable. I'm really laughing right now), but I have to rave about my Brooks shoes. Let me back track a little: Ben is the runner in our relationship. He is "that guy" - you know the one; craves his early morning jog, gets all giddy about his "p.r." time, 5k's, and heart rate monitors. When he first started, he tried to get me to join his excitement. Uh, no thanks. I'm doing just fine over here with my routine of talking about going to the gym and not actually following through with it. It's harder than it sounds. I guess in an attempt to...'boost my interest' (I might call it bribery, but whatever) Ben bought me a pair of running shoes. He started explaining why they were so awesome, and to his surprise, I wholeheartedly agreed. "Well yeah they're awesome - they're pink" I reasoned. He coaxed me into trying them on, and going for a quick jog with him. I reluctantly laced up, and we went. I could not imagine running shoes being anything other than running shoes (they all do the same job, right?) - I was wrong. These shoes are little feathery clouds. They're lightweight, with just enough cushion and sole support. I now believe that my Brooks are truly awesome. And not just because they're pink.

DRAB...

1. McDonald's. I only eat there about twice a year, and I've discovered that it's because I need approximately 6 months to recover from, and forget about, the disgustingness. Don't get me wrong - in the moment, I'm in Big Mac, supersize fry bliss. But about 30 minutes later, I literally think my blood has slowed down. It's terrible.

2. Bluetooth headsets. This past week, I was approached by a guy who had a question about directions. I was happy to oblige (though I had to laugh a little because I'm the furthest thing from a human compass). But as I got closer to where he was standing, I noticed he was talking to himself. Strange, I thought. But wait. No...a little closer...he is talking to the pointy device attached to his ear. I was perplexed. Here was this man, empty-handed, talking on a headset. I realize that I sound a little petty, but this irritates me. The whole Bluetooth phenomenon irritates me. I just feel like it screams, "Hi-I-am-way-too-busy-and-important-to-even-grip-my-cell-phone-so-I-gotta-wear-this-cool-shiny-thing-on-my-ear." Come on.

3. Mosquitoes. A couple of days ago, I got bit 3 times. While I was inside. That's just absurd.

4. Dating in the Dark. I'll admit to loving some reality TV, but ABC has sunk to an all-time low...I'm actually speechless. I think I'll just stop there.

5. Chipped nail polish. Perhaps it's because I jump on the over-the-top deals ($1.50 for 3 bottles?! HOLLA!), but my nail polish chips way too often. Chipped polish is one of my biggest pet peeves, so this is disheartening for me. I literally have to remind myself not to stare when someone's toenail is missing a spot of color. It drives me insane. I'm starting to accept the fact that I can't have cheap and long-lasting. It looks like I'll be breaking the bank for some OPI sooner rather than later.