2008 was a mind-blowingly awesome year.
We accomplished so much, and we are closer than we have ever been.
I know that 2009 will be even better.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Zoe colored her hair yesterday, and she HATED it. It took me a good while to convince her that it actually looks tremendously fantastic, and in fact, I like it better than her bleached blonde 'do. My reasons for this are rude, and thus I will not post them on here. She finally bought in to what I was telling her, and I took her home with me because I just couldn't bear her crying and I knew at our house she would be so distacted that sadness would be an impossibility. It worked!
We rented Hamlet 2 and laid on the floor and watched it and it was a fantastic movie - as long as you turn your brain off and allow yourself to laugh.
My favorite quotes:
"Hope is a demon bitch"
"Chuy, you are going to have a magical life, because no matter where you go it will always be better than Tuscon."
There was also something about bible humpers sucking a bag of something or other which I found tremendously humorous - however, there are those that read this that may not.
This morning I got a call from my mama saying that someone (read: Brendan) left a note on the fence. She didn't know who it was from, but seriously -
I agonized over this for a good hour or so contemplating the possibilities of the contents. Anthrax? a boiled bunny rabbit? a plain ol' death threat?
I finally called her back and asked her to read it to me, and it was an apology. I cannot express how relieved I am that this is the case. I was not looking forward to a new year filled with looking over my shoulder and slashed tires.
Tonight is New Year's Eve, and I have no clue what we are doing. Whatever it is, it will have to be all ages because Zoe is hanging out with us. This will not stand in the way of me getting 76% trashed because this is my third new year's as an adult and I still have not brought it in traditionally.
Last, but certainly not least, I have finally gotten Zoe to read Harry Potter. Granted, she is only finishing the first one - it is a start.
Have a safe and happy New' Years eve!
We rented Hamlet 2 and laid on the floor and watched it and it was a fantastic movie - as long as you turn your brain off and allow yourself to laugh.
My favorite quotes:
"Hope is a demon bitch"
"Chuy, you are going to have a magical life, because no matter where you go it will always be better than Tuscon."
There was also something about bible humpers sucking a bag of something or other which I found tremendously humorous - however, there are those that read this that may not.
This morning I got a call from my mama saying that someone (read: Brendan) left a note on the fence. She didn't know who it was from, but seriously -
I agonized over this for a good hour or so contemplating the possibilities of the contents. Anthrax? a boiled bunny rabbit? a plain ol' death threat?
I finally called her back and asked her to read it to me, and it was an apology. I cannot express how relieved I am that this is the case. I was not looking forward to a new year filled with looking over my shoulder and slashed tires.
Tonight is New Year's Eve, and I have no clue what we are doing. Whatever it is, it will have to be all ages because Zoe is hanging out with us. This will not stand in the way of me getting 76% trashed because this is my third new year's as an adult and I still have not brought it in traditionally.
Last, but certainly not least, I have finally gotten Zoe to read Harry Potter. Granted, she is only finishing the first one - it is a start.
Have a safe and happy New' Years eve!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Boy Howdy! I have had an eventful last several days. Warning: longest entry ever. I will post a follow up to this entry with photos later. I would have done it yesterday but I was too hung over.
On the Saturday before Christmas we went over to my Aunt Zaidy and Uncle Jimmie's house for the dreaded family get-together. I was raised without the extended family influence almost completely starting when I was about 9, and I really only see them once every year or two so it's not usually a very comfortable setting for me. This is compounded by the fact that we are the absolute blackest sheep branch of the family, and that my mother openly resents my aunt Zaidy. This typically results in an extremely awkward and forced judge-fest on the part of my aunt, uncles and cousins. I will add here that this is likely just paranoia on my part - but I come by it honestly.
Sunday we went to the family gift exchange for Cory's family and I got a very cute throw that I am in love with. We played with babies and introduced Zoe to everyone, then took off for College Station to visit SANTA'S WONDERLAND and have hot chocolate and hayrides. When we got there the line was three miles long, and we decided that we would just leave and come back another time. As we were entering the freeway we realized that the line was only for cars that were driving through, and we were going to Santa's Village and taking a hayride so we pulled over, parked and proceeded to have the most mind-blowingly awesome, santa-filled, freezing cold time ever. When we finished the hayride, Elf was playing on the movie screen and I thought I just might explode from the excitingness of it all. We left filled with hot chocolate and hella fun memories. Yay for Santa's wonderland!
The first couple of days of the Christmas week consisted of Zoe and I baking, making peppermint bark, grocery shopping, present shopping, and stressing out about what to get my darling husband. Tuesday was defined by a couple of phone calls where in yours truly was in hysterics and bawling like nobody's business about how Christmas was ruined because Cory's presents weren't good enough. By Christmas eve Zoe and I had solved this problem, and all I had to freak out about was having 15 people over at my house the next day.
Along with trying to get my own home ready for Christmas dinner the next day, we had to go over to my sister's house for Christmas eve dinner since Stan was going to be out of town on the big day. It was great, I drank too much wine and ended up not sleeping at all because lately that's what happens when I drink too much. The dinner was fun though, and I am very proud of my sister for hosting such a lovely dinner party.
Christmas day we woke up pretty early - which was easy since I never really went to sleep anyway. We opened presents and loved them. I got a ridiculously beautiful DSLR camera that is so complicated I want to cut my head off - and which I look forward to figuring out in the near future - and the mister got a new phone and a pocket knife and I framed a favorite poster of his for his studio. We spent the morning playing with our new toys while preparing christmas dinner and watching Christmas movies.
Everything went off without a hitch. Everyone who came over had a good time. We exchanged gifts and ate delicious food and watched the kids defile my driveway with the sidewalk chalk I bought them. I showed my dad how to use his new iPod, and we all took turns playing Cory's new Wii that my mama bought him (pictures to follow). AND I GOT AN AMAZING SEWING MACHINE from my mama. We tried to go to the 30 foot fall show because I have been telling Butch I would for the past 3 years, but the line was ridiculous and we were tired so we had a couple of drinks at Jimmie's and went home.
Friday we bought the coolest floor cushion ever from Urban Outfitters and I was even able to charm the guy at the register into giving us a 20% discount. Go me. Later that night we met up with Laura and Dave and Candace for her 21st birthday. We started out at Jimmie's, then went to Beer Island - which may be the worst place in the world- then I suggested that we go to Cecil's. We stayed there until the bar closed, and I was able to sleep because I drank a lot of water in between beers.
Saturday we went to Cooper's 5th birthday party and played with babies all afternoon. It was fantastic, especially since I am baby crazy right now. They are so cute I just want to eat them up! We rented a Wii golf game and played it while I made a pot of beans and gingersnaps. Later in the night we went to James' party, and that is where things got crazy.
I spent the evening socializing with people I recognized, and drinking vodka and cranberry juice like water. Finally, we sat down with these two super nice and fun people, and I was talking about how my firm would kick his precinct's ass when my ex-boyfriend came over to talk to us. He hadn't recognized me for more than half of the night, and he still didn't recognize me until he introduced himself and I said my name was Rachel.
All of the sudden he came completely unglued. He told my husband that we needed to "Get the fuck out of there," and many other classy gems of that nature. He yelled at me saying that he is so in love with me and he lays awake every night thinking of what might have been and something about how I could just sit there and act like I am not ruining his life. Also something about how he will never be able to love anyone the way he loved me. All this from someone who did not fucking recognize me - that's how in love with me he is, folks. Also worth noting is that we broke up FOUR YEARS AGO. AND, he didn't even like me when we were together - he was madly in love with some other ex girlfriend he couldn't have named Allie. He was threatening my husband with physical violence, and it is funny because Cory is a foot taller than him, and at least 80 pounds heavier. Cory handled it like a complete gentleman and I am so proud of him for that. Even I wanted to reach over and deck him. Eventually we had to leave the party because Brendan wouldn't fucking shut up about how I was his fiance (not true) and all of the other things I mentioned above.
Basically, he is an absolutely pathetic and juvenile sociopathic narcissist. Not like I didn't know that already.
James called me on Sunday to find out what happened, to apologize for Brendan's behavior, and to express his hope that the situation would not prevent us from attending any parties in the future. I don't think it will. I think we will give it one more try, and if he cannot contain his volatility next time, then we will give it up and find other people to socialize with. I spent the better part of Sunday trying not to throw up. I still felt drunk from the night before, and horribly hungover in every way. I was feeling crappy, so I wanted to go somewhere crappy and gross that I had never been before - and we settled on Applebee's. It was every bit as god-awful as I thought it would be, and I still do not remember precisely why we decided to go there. It's not funny to go somewhere and pay for movie theatre quality food. We might as well gone to Chili's for that. We spent most of the day napping and doing nothing. For dinner we had McDonalds - in keeping with the shitty food theme. I do not eat fast food, so my kid's meal chicken nuggets were quite a treat. we ended the night by playing Wii golf and now I am back at work and this was the longest entry ever.
If you have made it this far - kudos to you.
On the Saturday before Christmas we went over to my Aunt Zaidy and Uncle Jimmie's house for the dreaded family get-together. I was raised without the extended family influence almost completely starting when I was about 9, and I really only see them once every year or two so it's not usually a very comfortable setting for me. This is compounded by the fact that we are the absolute blackest sheep branch of the family, and that my mother openly resents my aunt Zaidy. This typically results in an extremely awkward and forced judge-fest on the part of my aunt, uncles and cousins. I will add here that this is likely just paranoia on my part - but I come by it honestly.
Sunday we went to the family gift exchange for Cory's family and I got a very cute throw that I am in love with. We played with babies and introduced Zoe to everyone, then took off for College Station to visit SANTA'S WONDERLAND and have hot chocolate and hayrides. When we got there the line was three miles long, and we decided that we would just leave and come back another time. As we were entering the freeway we realized that the line was only for cars that were driving through, and we were going to Santa's Village and taking a hayride so we pulled over, parked and proceeded to have the most mind-blowingly awesome, santa-filled, freezing cold time ever. When we finished the hayride, Elf was playing on the movie screen and I thought I just might explode from the excitingness of it all. We left filled with hot chocolate and hella fun memories. Yay for Santa's wonderland!
The first couple of days of the Christmas week consisted of Zoe and I baking, making peppermint bark, grocery shopping, present shopping, and stressing out about what to get my darling husband. Tuesday was defined by a couple of phone calls where in yours truly was in hysterics and bawling like nobody's business about how Christmas was ruined because Cory's presents weren't good enough. By Christmas eve Zoe and I had solved this problem, and all I had to freak out about was having 15 people over at my house the next day.
Along with trying to get my own home ready for Christmas dinner the next day, we had to go over to my sister's house for Christmas eve dinner since Stan was going to be out of town on the big day. It was great, I drank too much wine and ended up not sleeping at all because lately that's what happens when I drink too much. The dinner was fun though, and I am very proud of my sister for hosting such a lovely dinner party.
Christmas day we woke up pretty early - which was easy since I never really went to sleep anyway. We opened presents and loved them. I got a ridiculously beautiful DSLR camera that is so complicated I want to cut my head off - and which I look forward to figuring out in the near future - and the mister got a new phone and a pocket knife and I framed a favorite poster of his for his studio. We spent the morning playing with our new toys while preparing christmas dinner and watching Christmas movies.
Everything went off without a hitch. Everyone who came over had a good time. We exchanged gifts and ate delicious food and watched the kids defile my driveway with the sidewalk chalk I bought them. I showed my dad how to use his new iPod, and we all took turns playing Cory's new Wii that my mama bought him (pictures to follow). AND I GOT AN AMAZING SEWING MACHINE from my mama. We tried to go to the 30 foot fall show because I have been telling Butch I would for the past 3 years, but the line was ridiculous and we were tired so we had a couple of drinks at Jimmie's and went home.
Friday we bought the coolest floor cushion ever from Urban Outfitters and I was even able to charm the guy at the register into giving us a 20% discount. Go me. Later that night we met up with Laura and Dave and Candace for her 21st birthday. We started out at Jimmie's, then went to Beer Island - which may be the worst place in the world- then I suggested that we go to Cecil's. We stayed there until the bar closed, and I was able to sleep because I drank a lot of water in between beers.
Saturday we went to Cooper's 5th birthday party and played with babies all afternoon. It was fantastic, especially since I am baby crazy right now. They are so cute I just want to eat them up! We rented a Wii golf game and played it while I made a pot of beans and gingersnaps. Later in the night we went to James' party, and that is where things got crazy.
I spent the evening socializing with people I recognized, and drinking vodka and cranberry juice like water. Finally, we sat down with these two super nice and fun people, and I was talking about how my firm would kick his precinct's ass when my ex-boyfriend came over to talk to us. He hadn't recognized me for more than half of the night, and he still didn't recognize me until he introduced himself and I said my name was Rachel.
All of the sudden he came completely unglued. He told my husband that we needed to "Get the fuck out of there," and many other classy gems of that nature. He yelled at me saying that he is so in love with me and he lays awake every night thinking of what might have been and something about how I could just sit there and act like I am not ruining his life. Also something about how he will never be able to love anyone the way he loved me. All this from someone who did not fucking recognize me - that's how in love with me he is, folks. Also worth noting is that we broke up FOUR YEARS AGO. AND, he didn't even like me when we were together - he was madly in love with some other ex girlfriend he couldn't have named Allie. He was threatening my husband with physical violence, and it is funny because Cory is a foot taller than him, and at least 80 pounds heavier. Cory handled it like a complete gentleman and I am so proud of him for that. Even I wanted to reach over and deck him. Eventually we had to leave the party because Brendan wouldn't fucking shut up about how I was his fiance (not true) and all of the other things I mentioned above.
Basically, he is an absolutely pathetic and juvenile sociopathic narcissist. Not like I didn't know that already.
James called me on Sunday to find out what happened, to apologize for Brendan's behavior, and to express his hope that the situation would not prevent us from attending any parties in the future. I don't think it will. I think we will give it one more try, and if he cannot contain his volatility next time, then we will give it up and find other people to socialize with. I spent the better part of Sunday trying not to throw up. I still felt drunk from the night before, and horribly hungover in every way. I was feeling crappy, so I wanted to go somewhere crappy and gross that I had never been before - and we settled on Applebee's. It was every bit as god-awful as I thought it would be, and I still do not remember precisely why we decided to go there. It's not funny to go somewhere and pay for movie theatre quality food. We might as well gone to Chili's for that. We spent most of the day napping and doing nothing. For dinner we had McDonalds - in keeping with the shitty food theme. I do not eat fast food, so my kid's meal chicken nuggets were quite a treat. we ended the night by playing Wii golf and now I am back at work and this was the longest entry ever.
If you have made it this far - kudos to you.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
We went to lights in the heights last weekend and had a grand ol' time. I think I might have enjoyed it a little more if I hadn't drank so much. I barely remember any of the lights, and I am pretty sure that is the whole point. Either way, it was a lot of fun, as you can see.
I drunkenly interrupted this santa while he was talking to someone so that he could take a picture with me. He was a good sport.
I bought these obnoxious blinking Christmas bulb earrings specifically for this occasion. I love them and I plan to wear them every day until christmas. What?
We are cheesetastic and you love it.
I got a my bangs cut today, because it was about time that I did something remotely stylish with myself. I am pretty excited about them.
I haven't cut my hair in ages, and now it is insanely long. I know that at some point, probably very soon, it will become TOO long, and I will have to do something about it. The prospect of that makes me sad.
I drunkenly interrupted this santa while he was talking to someone so that he could take a picture with me. He was a good sport.
I bought these obnoxious blinking Christmas bulb earrings specifically for this occasion. I love them and I plan to wear them every day until christmas. What?
We are cheesetastic and you love it.
I got a my bangs cut today, because it was about time that I did something remotely stylish with myself. I am pretty excited about them.
I haven't cut my hair in ages, and now it is insanely long. I know that at some point, probably very soon, it will become TOO long, and I will have to do something about it. The prospect of that makes me sad.This weekend will be full of family get-togethers - and Sunday we are going to Santa's Wonderland and OHMYHOLYGODx0958946524789075389 I am excited.
Christmastime festivities are in full swing at our house. Yours truly has been baking sugar cookies on a daily basis, and there are many presents under the tree. Unfortunately, none of those presents are for my lovely husband. Mostly, they are just for me. How does this make me feel? Crappy.
I am off all next week, and I fully intend to make some Christmas awesome happen for the darling man I am so fortunate to be married to. Along with all of this awesome-making I will be scrubbing floors and cleaning cabinets and painting rooms and just in general craptastic business in preparation for the big day.
AND COOKIES! Ginger snaps and sugar cookies and peppermint bark and haystacks OHMY
I am off all next week, and I fully intend to make some Christmas awesome happen for the darling man I am so fortunate to be married to. Along with all of this awesome-making I will be scrubbing floors and cleaning cabinets and painting rooms and just in general craptastic business in preparation for the big day.
AND COOKIES! Ginger snaps and sugar cookies and peppermint bark and haystacks OHMY
Thursday, December 18, 2008
If you do not like opinions that may conflict with your own, please leave now and protect thy precious sensibilities.
Do you want to know what really pisses me off? What really just gets on my nerves? What really "grinds my gears" as Peter Griffin would say?
People who allow their young children to push the shopping cart at the grocery store. Yeah, it's really cute and everything - but you know what isn't cute? Busting your ass to get to the grocery store in five o'clock traffic just to beat the rush and getting to the store only to realize that every parent with an elementary-aged child has beaten you there and the aisles are all blocked and you want to cut your head off because all you really want to do is get home to make dinner. Why are the aisles all blocked? Because kids have no effing idea of what is going on around them, nor do they care.
Why am I a champion asshole for posting this?
1. I can remember how unreasonably awesome it felt when I was a kid and my mom let me push the shopping cart. It was fantastic! I mean, I wanted to go to the grocery store just so I could take the helm.
2. I know that when I have children that they will be pushing the shopping cart if they want to because of reason number one.
Do you want to know what really pisses me off? What really just gets on my nerves? What really "grinds my gears" as Peter Griffin would say?
People who allow their young children to push the shopping cart at the grocery store. Yeah, it's really cute and everything - but you know what isn't cute? Busting your ass to get to the grocery store in five o'clock traffic just to beat the rush and getting to the store only to realize that every parent with an elementary-aged child has beaten you there and the aisles are all blocked and you want to cut your head off because all you really want to do is get home to make dinner. Why are the aisles all blocked? Because kids have no effing idea of what is going on around them, nor do they care.
Why am I a champion asshole for posting this?
1. I can remember how unreasonably awesome it felt when I was a kid and my mom let me push the shopping cart. It was fantastic! I mean, I wanted to go to the grocery store just so I could take the helm.
2. I know that when I have children that they will be pushing the shopping cart if they want to because of reason number one.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
It snowed last night, dear internet. I was really super extremely excited about this, as evidenced by the photos below. I wanted to blog about it last night, but seven glasses of champagne left me barely able to form coherent sentences, let alone type them. All I can say is that yesterday was magical, and I have several references to support this.
First, I woke up to a lovely and freezing cold morning. There are few things that put me in a lovelier mood than winter weather. I got a starbucks and went into the office to a laid back day where I finished many things that I really needed to get done with uncommon ease.
Then, my mama called me to see if I was able to get away for our annual “just us girls” holiday lunch at the Ashland House – and of course I was. We had a fantastic lunch and mama gave my sister and I Christmas money.
At 3:30 I headed over to Hotel Icon for the HALRA holiday happy hour where I won two $100 gift cards to two of mine and Cory’s favorite restaurants, plus a $50 gift card to a restaurant we’ve never been to before. I drank champagne and visited with my fellow HALRA ladies and it was super fun. On the way home it was snowing and I thought I just might expire from the excitement so I drunk dialed my mom and told her all about it.
When I got home it was still pretty early, and Cory was stoked about the Fleming’s card since he has been recommending that we go for weeks – and going for almost free is even better! We went to Fleming’s where I drank even more champagne and Cory got his steak on and when we got to the front to wait for the valet there was SNOW EVERYWHERE! HOLY SHIT it was awesome. The hostess took our picture, which I greatly appreciate.
First, I woke up to a lovely and freezing cold morning. There are few things that put me in a lovelier mood than winter weather. I got a starbucks and went into the office to a laid back day where I finished many things that I really needed to get done with uncommon ease.
Then, my mama called me to see if I was able to get away for our annual “just us girls” holiday lunch at the Ashland House – and of course I was. We had a fantastic lunch and mama gave my sister and I Christmas money.
At 3:30 I headed over to Hotel Icon for the HALRA holiday happy hour where I won two $100 gift cards to two of mine and Cory’s favorite restaurants, plus a $50 gift card to a restaurant we’ve never been to before. I drank champagne and visited with my fellow HALRA ladies and it was super fun. On the way home it was snowing and I thought I just might expire from the excitement so I drunk dialed my mom and told her all about it.
When I got home it was still pretty early, and Cory was stoked about the Fleming’s card since he has been recommending that we go for weeks – and going for almost free is even better! We went to Fleming’s where I drank even more champagne and Cory got his steak on and when we got to the front to wait for the valet there was SNOW EVERYWHERE! HOLY SHIT it was awesome. The hostess took our picture, which I greatly appreciate.
At home there was snow everywhere so I changed my shoes and jacket and mister and I went for a late night walk where we threw snowballs at each other and made snow angels and just totally had a blast.
Internet, why can’t every day be like yesterday?
I could not sleep at all last night because I drank too much, but I was long overdue for a mid-week bender anyway - so I am keeping a sense of humor about it. I’ll sleep when I’m dead.
How do I feel today? Aside from hella hungover and tired and wind-burned in the face?
EFFING FESTIVE.
YAY YAY YAY YAY for winter weather and amazing families and husbands and friends and free food and just general loveliness. I am a lucky gal.
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
A couple of weeks ago, I used the search feature on my DVR to find all shows that include the words "Christmas," "Frosty," "Rudolph," "Charlie Brown," "Home Alone" and "Santa" and will be coming on in the near future. I then scheduled each of these shows to record at their scheduled times. It's neat because when I get home in the evening, I always have something fun and Christmasy to watch. Last night it recorded Home Alone and A Charlie Brown Christmas while we watched Fred Claus - dear internet, my husband will likely be considering homicide before this season is over.
Huzzah!
Another thing, I LOVE hot chocolate AND eggnog SO. VERY. MUCH. but when it comes down to it I always go with the eggnog on account of the whiskey. It JUST occurred to me, TODAY - after 23 years of life - that you can also spike hot chocolate. WTF?! This solves a very troublesome dilemma for me: when I want to get a little tipsy I will drink hot chocolate. When I want to get hella noggy I will drink egg nog. PROBLEM SOLVED!
A few weeks ago, my mom went out and bought herself an xbox 360 and it came with Kung Fu Panda and Indiana Jones. This morning when I called her she was very upset because she could not find her her Kung Fu Panda game and she had looked everywhere for it and she was sure that someone had borrowed it without asking and "this is always what happens when I get something for myself" and so on. This afternoon when I was walking to the parking garage she called me. This is how our conversation went:
mama: "Guess what!? Zoe found Kung Fu Panda!"
me: "Wow, mom, that's great! Where did she find it?"
mama: "Well, Indiana Jones and Kung Fu Panda come in the same case, they are just double sided"
me: "what?"
mama: "Indiana Jones was laying on the coffee table and when she flipped it over it was Kung Fu Panda."
me: "I love you mama."
Enter another 30 minutes of moment to moment recount of all the places she looked for it, and how she called Blockbuster and everything and now she has it and it was there all the time!
I absolutely adore my mama - SO.EFFING.MUCH.
Saturday, December 06, 2008
So far my plan of not planning things is working out pretty well. I have known for a while that I wanted to paint Cory's studio for him as a surprise, but I decided I would not make any definite plans to do so in the near future, just in case. This morning when I woke up I got in my car and drove to lowe's where I bought a can of red paint and came home to get started.
I am very pleased that I made it happen, but I had no idea that painting red walls would be such a huge pain in the neck! I used the entire gallon and painted two coats and I still need at least another two coats to make it look finished. OH. WELL. He was still surprised and excited, and that was the whole point.
We are watching the Thirteenth Warrior now, and it is making me want to drink mead out of a horn.
Things I am looking forward to in the near future:
goodnight!
I am very pleased that I made it happen, but I had no idea that painting red walls would be such a huge pain in the neck! I used the entire gallon and painted two coats and I still need at least another two coats to make it look finished. OH. WELL. He was still surprised and excited, and that was the whole point.
We are watching the Thirteenth Warrior now, and it is making me want to drink mead out of a horn.
Things I am looking forward to in the near future:
- getting breakfast at house of pies in the morning
- watching our little niece sing in her Christmas pageant (a planned thing for Friday that didn't happen)
goodnight!
Friday, December 05, 2008
Do you know why I should never plan anything in advance? Because that is a sure-fire way to ensure that whatever it is I was planning to do never comes to fruition.
"Busting out the ol' sewing machine and making a mess" quickly degenerated to "sitting around in my undies re-reading Twilight for the third time by the light of the Christmas tree." Fortunately, my mama and Zoe stopped by and took me out of the house for Viet food - otherwise I was planning on a meal of scrambled egg whites and a kiwi (I haven't been grocery shopping in a while.)
I had jury duty today, and I was not selected. I was kind of bummed about it, because it was a pretty big, worthy-of-a-life-sentence sort of a case. I guess I am kind of relieved because it was about a guy putting a young child in scalding water causing serious bodily injury - I am not sure how objective you can be about scalding children.
Anyway, I got out at two and decided not to go back to work. I seriously need to go to the grocery store because I am not sure how much longer I can survive on raisins and wine and peanut butter. Also, I have no detergent to wash my dishes or food to feed my cats.
Where is my husband in all of this? Working. That's where. However, tonight we are going to see our little niece sing in a Christmas pageant at her church and I am pretty positive it is going to be hella-adorable - provided I don't burst into flames upon entry : )
Happy Friday!
P.S. I hate the Jackson 5 - I'm just throwing that out there.
"Busting out the ol' sewing machine and making a mess" quickly degenerated to "sitting around in my undies re-reading Twilight for the third time by the light of the Christmas tree." Fortunately, my mama and Zoe stopped by and took me out of the house for Viet food - otherwise I was planning on a meal of scrambled egg whites and a kiwi (I haven't been grocery shopping in a while.)
I had jury duty today, and I was not selected. I was kind of bummed about it, because it was a pretty big, worthy-of-a-life-sentence sort of a case. I guess I am kind of relieved because it was about a guy putting a young child in scalding water causing serious bodily injury - I am not sure how objective you can be about scalding children.
Anyway, I got out at two and decided not to go back to work. I seriously need to go to the grocery store because I am not sure how much longer I can survive on raisins and wine and peanut butter. Also, I have no detergent to wash my dishes or food to feed my cats.
Where is my husband in all of this? Working. That's where. However, tonight we are going to see our little niece sing in a Christmas pageant at her church and I am pretty positive it is going to be hella-adorable - provided I don't burst into flames upon entry : )
Happy Friday!
P.S. I hate the Jackson 5 - I'm just throwing that out there.
Thursday, December 04, 2008
It's Thursday around 2 PM and I am at the office. What should I be doing? Split-billing before the end of the year gets too close. Split-billing that I have been putting off since Monday. What am I doing instead? Blogging. What are you gonna do, right?
Tonight Cory has to work late so I am going to bust out the ol' sewing machine and make a mess. I am pretty stoked about this, and I am really hoping that I will be able to create a couple of things that are giftable and not just god-awful.
Additionally - and a tad last minute I might add - we have decided to send out campy photo Christmas cards. None of our family members really have any photos of us, so even though we do not have the excuse of children to justify such a maneuver - we are going for it.
I am getting to work now.
Tonight Cory has to work late so I am going to bust out the ol' sewing machine and make a mess. I am pretty stoked about this, and I am really hoping that I will be able to create a couple of things that are giftable and not just god-awful.
Additionally - and a tad last minute I might add - we have decided to send out campy photo Christmas cards. None of our family members really have any photos of us, so even though we do not have the excuse of children to justify such a maneuver - we are going for it.
I am getting to work now.
Monday, December 01, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Cory has a habit of talking in his sleep. It used to be endearing, but now it is just noisy when I want to be asleep. I don't wake up anymore to figure out what he is saying because chances are it is nonsense. My point? the other night, Cory kissed me in his sleep. He reached over and gave me a peck on the forehead while mumbling something unintelligible followed by "I love you". It was absolutely adorable and wonderful and even though he doesn't remember doing it - it is now one of my favorite memories.
Our first Thanksgiving went very well. We had a great time putting it on, and I think everyone involved had a good time. In the wake of our Thanksgiving success, we will be hosting a Christmas dinner at our home as well for both of our families. Go us!
Christmas music is in full swing on Sirius XM, and tonight we will get hella noggy and put up the lights! Will we get crazy and watch some Elf? Who knows?
mister making it happen
turkey
family
With my daddy
my cute little mamaYAY FOR CHRISTMASTIME!
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Today is my Friday. How do I feel about that? STOKED.
Tomorrow I will get up super early and try to beat the crowds to the market. My Kroger is 24 hours, so I am thinking 5AM. It sounds good in theory - we will have to just see how that pans out.
On Sunday my lovely and amazing husband made a roast for dinner, and we invited my parents over to join us. Man oh man it came out fantastic, and everyone really enjoyed it. I think it was the first time that we served my parents a legitimate and home made meal and it was a complete success. They left pretty early because my papa had to get some rest before going out for work.
I saw Twilight again on Sunday, and this time I took Cory with me. It was kind of a last minute decision and we went to the 10:05 PM showing on Sunday night. My parents had gone home and Cory was playing video games and I just thought it would be a good idea. It was pretty neat to do something random that way. Cory insists that everything we do is random since we never really plan anything and just drive around aimlessly deciding what we will do.
This was different though. I guess because it was nighttime and our randomness is ususally confined to the daylight hours. We don't stay up late.
Countdown to my first Thanksgiving as hostess!
Saturday, November 22, 2008
I went to see twilight today, and it was fantastic. My friend Mary told me after seeing it that she wished she had not read the books first, and I could not imagine what she meant. Now that I have seen it, I totally agree. It was a good movie on it's own, but it was nowhere even close to being as good as the book. I felt like their relationship was too rushed, so it didn't accurately portray the closeness of their bond. That along with the serious alteration of many of the most pivotal scenes in the book.
Either way, I plan on seeing it again soon.
Last night we went to look at Cory's tattoo, which he will be starting on next Friday and then headed out to the greek festival. We ran into James Sonnier and watched the dancing show with him. He screamed OPA really loud really a lot, and reminded me that he is a respected attorney. It's new to him, so I let his excitement slide.
Afterwards we went bar hopping and ended up at Shiloh in the heights playing naked lady photo hunt at the bar.
This morning when I woke up it felt like my head was nailed to the pillow. A few motrin and some House of Pies dulled the effect, and finally - at 6 PM I no longer feel like my brain is on fire.
Also - I got a manicure.
Either way, I plan on seeing it again soon.
Last night we went to look at Cory's tattoo, which he will be starting on next Friday and then headed out to the greek festival. We ran into James Sonnier and watched the dancing show with him. He screamed OPA really loud really a lot, and reminded me that he is a respected attorney. It's new to him, so I let his excitement slide.
Afterwards we went bar hopping and ended up at Shiloh in the heights playing naked lady photo hunt at the bar.
This morning when I woke up it felt like my head was nailed to the pillow. A few motrin and some House of Pies dulled the effect, and finally - at 6 PM I no longer feel like my brain is on fire.
Also - I got a manicure.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Something you may not know about about me: I cannot wear womens' or "misses" sizes. Why? Because I have no hips.
Since I will intermittently be receiving guests in our conference center, the firm has offered to buy me a black suit (the uniform) even though I already have two black suits at home. Not being one to look a free suit in the mouth, I obliged. Two suits later, and I have the poor HR Supervisor running all over town trying to find a suit that does not hang on my bottom half like socks on a rooster. I cannot purchase the suit on my own for tax reasons, so we have reached an agreement that I will go and find a suit that fits me properly and she will go buy it for me. Unfortunately, my budget is pretty low, and I am not sure what I can find since the cheaper suits are usually either Chicana-tastic junior's suits or WOMENS' sizes.
What are you gonna do, right? SO -my plans for this weekend are as follows:
Greek festival
Going to see Twilight - without shame
Making brownies
shopping for a suit
maybe buying dishes
Also, it couldn't hurt to do some pre-thanksgiving grocery shopping.
Jeez
Since I will intermittently be receiving guests in our conference center, the firm has offered to buy me a black suit (the uniform) even though I already have two black suits at home. Not being one to look a free suit in the mouth, I obliged. Two suits later, and I have the poor HR Supervisor running all over town trying to find a suit that does not hang on my bottom half like socks on a rooster. I cannot purchase the suit on my own for tax reasons, so we have reached an agreement that I will go and find a suit that fits me properly and she will go buy it for me. Unfortunately, my budget is pretty low, and I am not sure what I can find since the cheaper suits are usually either Chicana-tastic junior's suits or WOMENS' sizes.
What are you gonna do, right? SO -my plans for this weekend are as follows:
Greek festival
Going to see Twilight - without shame
Making brownies
shopping for a suit
maybe buying dishes
Also, it couldn't hurt to do some pre-thanksgiving grocery shopping.
Jeez
Thursday, November 20, 2008
All is pretty well on the laptop front, thanks for asking. My own personal miracle of an IT guy (Jeff) has saved my technologically retarded behind and I am extremely thankful. It appears that spyware has corrupted all files on my computer, including those necessary to boot the computer to begin with - so it is basically inaccessable. Lucky for me, Jeff was able to save my photos and music by moving them over to an external hard drive. This experience has been so educational.
Next up - Twilight is coming out tonight at midnight. I would cut my left arm off to go see it, but I can't. Firstly because my niece wants to go see it with me, and she has school, secondly because I have to attend our Client Holiday Party this evening, and thirdly because I am old and the likelihood of recovering from such a late evening sufficiently to function at work tomorrow is slim. I am trying to be cool about it, but I am seriously freaking out about this. When I first read the books I was completely apathetic about the movie coming out, but now - holy heck I am dying to see it! My main concern is that there are millions of thirteen year olds who feel the same way that I do - even worse really - and I am not sure about the noise level associated with tweens flooded with estrogen and endorphins at the sight of Edward Cullen on screen. I believe this problem may be unavoidable.
Finally, we are doing thanksgiving at my house this year. It's not a big deal or anything, it will just be my immediate family. Either way, I threw away all of my dishes when we moved, with the intention of getting new ones, (of course) but I just never got around to it. SO, I need to buy dishes so we can have a place to put the delicious thanksgiving food once it's ready to eat!
Next up - Twilight is coming out tonight at midnight. I would cut my left arm off to go see it, but I can't. Firstly because my niece wants to go see it with me, and she has school, secondly because I have to attend our Client Holiday Party this evening, and thirdly because I am old and the likelihood of recovering from such a late evening sufficiently to function at work tomorrow is slim. I am trying to be cool about it, but I am seriously freaking out about this. When I first read the books I was completely apathetic about the movie coming out, but now - holy heck I am dying to see it! My main concern is that there are millions of thirteen year olds who feel the same way that I do - even worse really - and I am not sure about the noise level associated with tweens flooded with estrogen and endorphins at the sight of Edward Cullen on screen. I believe this problem may be unavoidable.
Finally, we are doing thanksgiving at my house this year. It's not a big deal or anything, it will just be my immediate family. Either way, I threw away all of my dishes when we moved, with the intention of getting new ones, (of course) but I just never got around to it. SO, I need to buy dishes so we can have a place to put the delicious thanksgiving food once it's ready to eat!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Lately the mister and I have been experiencing technical difficulties with the ol' laptop. Basically, it just doesn't work. My knowledge of computers does not extend very far beyond how to turn one on and off - so we are in a bit of a pickle.
One of my coworkers has graciously agreed to look at it for me, and he is having the same trouble with it that we are (naturally) so he can't even get it to respond enough to figure out what the problem is. He tells me that the best option at this point is to wipe it clean and start over.
Wha-wha-what? I have over 2000 photos spanning two years on that thing! If he can't get on there to figure out the problem then I have to say goodbye to two years worth of irreplacable memories. This really hurts my feelings.
Hopefully he will be able to help us without resorting to that. Keep your fingers crossed for me.
One of my coworkers has graciously agreed to look at it for me, and he is having the same trouble with it that we are (naturally) so he can't even get it to respond enough to figure out what the problem is. He tells me that the best option at this point is to wipe it clean and start over.
Wha-wha-what? I have over 2000 photos spanning two years on that thing! If he can't get on there to figure out the problem then I have to say goodbye to two years worth of irreplacable memories. This really hurts my feelings.
Hopefully he will be able to help us without resorting to that. Keep your fingers crossed for me.
Friday, November 14, 2008
I can say, without hyperbole, that this has been the longest day in the history of long days. Okay, maybe just a little bit of hyperbole...
I work for a great company, and I really enjoy my job. Over the years I have heard countless complaints about the management and I've thought, "How odd - I think the management here is just dandy." Well, it turns out I am just a slow learner. All things considered, I suppose I should just consider myself very fortunate that I am not required to respect everyone that I work for - for now I am just going to satisfy myself with that fact. I mean, working for the devil in carnate is really not all that bad when your job is as neat as mine - right? Or maybe that's just the anxiety medication talking.
I will just save up for that day when I am rich and I can quit my job and go get my nose pierced and bake pies all day. Save for it, but not hold my breath or anything - I am a big fan of not dying.
So what if I have worked here for four years and been the worlds biggest team player / tool imaginable? Seriously, am I supposed to expect that such a lengthy tenure of being a consistently hard-working and reliable employee would earn me any sort of respect or additional consideration?
HA!
Naiveté, my friends, naiveté.
Have a great weekend!
I work for a great company, and I really enjoy my job. Over the years I have heard countless complaints about the management and I've thought, "How odd - I think the management here is just dandy." Well, it turns out I am just a slow learner. All things considered, I suppose I should just consider myself very fortunate that I am not required to respect everyone that I work for - for now I am just going to satisfy myself with that fact. I mean, working for the devil in carnate is really not all that bad when your job is as neat as mine - right? Or maybe that's just the anxiety medication talking.
I will just save up for that day when I am rich and I can quit my job and go get my nose pierced and bake pies all day. Save for it, but not hold my breath or anything - I am a big fan of not dying.
So what if I have worked here for four years and been the worlds biggest team player / tool imaginable? Seriously, am I supposed to expect that such a lengthy tenure of being a consistently hard-working and reliable employee would earn me any sort of respect or additional consideration?
HA!
Naiveté, my friends, naiveté.
Have a great weekend!
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Today is day 5 sans wisdom teeth and the best word I can use to describe how I am feeling is "tight." And not in the sense of the slang term - I feel like my cheeks are made of rubber bands which are currently being stretched to their limits.
Otherwise - life is good.
The nice weather - and several days off work - made it possible to sit at home in my lovely house with all of the windows open and enjoy the sunshine. That is a rarity for which I am extremely grateful.
Right now, the stress level at work is at a minimum. My biggest worry right now is soliciting a contribution from one of my preferred vendors for the HALRA holiday party in December - and I think I can swing that.
Otherwise - life is good.
The nice weather - and several days off work - made it possible to sit at home in my lovely house with all of the windows open and enjoy the sunshine. That is a rarity for which I am extremely grateful.
Right now, the stress level at work is at a minimum. My biggest worry right now is soliciting a contribution from one of my preferred vendors for the HALRA holiday party in December - and I think I can swing that.
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
I cannot believe that October is over! This year is just going too fast!
Halloween and the weekend succeeding it were terrific in their own rights - we were able to hang out with Laura and Dave and I cannot remember having that much fun with two people in quite some time.
Tomorrow, I have to face the music and get my wisdom teeth removed - I feel like my heart might beat out of my chest. I would say that owes greatly to me being such a chicken.
Last, and certainly not least, Cory surprised me with a new blackberry - he is the sweetest boy I know.
Wish me luck in my grizzly surgery tomorrow!
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Last night Mister, Zoe and I carved pumpkins on the patio. Afterwards we toasted the pumpkin seeds and watched "It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown." It was the awesomest evening ever - just perfect. It was my first time carving a jack-o-lantern, and I think that really shows in my poor craftsmanship. Either way, it was a blast and I can't wait to put them out tomorrow evening for the trick or treaters! This is our first halloween in our new home and holy cow I am just stoked!
Here they are!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
I am feeling better. I took a day off last week and went to the doctor for my ailments. I have been appropriately medicated and have plans for oral surgery on Thursday, November 7.
More importantly, this morning I walked outside and it was christmastime! I wore a coat to work and everything! Holy heck!
Plans for tonight: carve some pumpkins on the patio with my pumpkin and drink hot chocolate. We might even bake some halloween cupcakes. w00t!
More importantly, this morning I walked outside and it was christmastime! I wore a coat to work and everything! Holy heck!
Plans for tonight: carve some pumpkins on the patio with my pumpkin and drink hot chocolate. We might even bake some halloween cupcakes. w00t!
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Today is day three of me having an infected wisdom tooth, and somewhere around year 10 that this has been an issue. Given the latter, I really have no right to complain - but who's going to stop me?
The problem I have with this is that I cannot sleep because it hurts, but sleeping is really the only time when it doesn't hurt. The pain wakes me up at night and I can't fall asleep again because it hurts too much. Somewhere in all of this I have picked up a bout of excruciating and sometimes nauseating headaches.
I am told the headaches are likely a product of stress - a product that is added to the list with my hair loss and weight gain.
SO, for the last two days I have finally opened my eyes after several hours of throbbing pain in my jaw and tossing and turning and I say "There is no way I am going in to work today." THEN, I realize that there is no way that I can not go into work today because I have a video conference for X, or so and so is waiting on an answer to question blah blah blah. I am looking forward to taking a day to really succumb to my need for sleep before I absolutely lose it. I am seriously approaching the zombie state.
Cory's solution to this: stop stressing out all of the time.
My answer to that: LOL
The problem I have with this is that I cannot sleep because it hurts, but sleeping is really the only time when it doesn't hurt. The pain wakes me up at night and I can't fall asleep again because it hurts too much. Somewhere in all of this I have picked up a bout of excruciating and sometimes nauseating headaches.
I am told the headaches are likely a product of stress - a product that is added to the list with my hair loss and weight gain.
SO, for the last two days I have finally opened my eyes after several hours of throbbing pain in my jaw and tossing and turning and I say "There is no way I am going in to work today." THEN, I realize that there is no way that I can not go into work today because I have a video conference for X, or so and so is waiting on an answer to question blah blah blah. I am looking forward to taking a day to really succumb to my need for sleep before I absolutely lose it. I am seriously approaching the zombie state.
Cory's solution to this: stop stressing out all of the time.
My answer to that: LOL
Thursday, October 16, 2008
one hundred things about me:
Happy Thursday
- I love multi grain cheerios
- I eat little snack sized baggies of said cheerios on my way to work in the morning
- this has prompted my husband to ask why there are cheerios on my floorboard
- I have two cats and one dog
- I have read all of the Harry Potters
- Discovering Nietzsche changed my life
- I am very close friends with my 15 year old niece
- I am both very gullible and very skeptical at times
- I am in love with the kindest person I have ever met
- I hardly ever win things
- I really like my job even when it is difficult
- my job includes planning and attending parties which is pretty neat
- it also includes a ton of paperwork that is not really as neat as the partying aspect
- I really like most of the people I work with
- I always assume that the people I meet will forget me, although I rarely forget them
- I have extraordinarily keen senses - it's odd
- I have super pale skin, and I love the sunshine
- I think the holidays are a big deal
- Even though I don't really celebrate the religious aspects of any of them
- my favorite color is green
- I drive a green car
- I hate bananas
- and religious zealots
- especially religious zealots
- i am starting to like olives, although I always hated them before
- I look forward to meals - they break up my day
- I read the entire Twilight series in 4 days - that is over 2400 pages in 4 days
- I read the books at stop lights
- I am clearly not a good driver
- I am extremely forgiving
- I have a terrible temper and a generally bitchy disposition
- I am a tremendous cat person
- not so much a dog person
- I love baking very much
- I love celebrity gossip
- I pretty much always have bruises on my legs because I am a klutz
- I am an awkward and aloof stranger
- unless i am at work
- because it is my job to small talk with people I have never met
- if I come across an unfamilar word while reading I look it up
- this includes names of historical figures
- then I read all about them
- i have an obessive personality
- I love learning new things
- My favorite food is Greek food
- I love festivals
- almost all of the girls I was moderately close to in high school have children
- i don't have a facebook page
- I feed the squirrels and birds in my back yard
- I am beginning to love period films more and more
- schadenfreude is one of my favorite words, but not because of its meaning
- I want kids
- but not too many
- i think I will just start with one
- i can type very fast
- i love to sing
- I listen to NPR constantly
- I love wearing dresses
- If I could wear a dress every day forever I would
- I love boxed lunches
- I don't like cookies or storebought brownies
- I make the most delicious brownies i have ever eaten
- I am sensitive
- I am insensitive
- I believe that is called hypocricy
- I detest whining, unless it is accompanied by effort to change the situation
- I bruise easily
- in first grade the pastor at my school told me I would go to hell for not being baptized
- in front of all of the other students in my class
- this helps to explain my relationship with god
- my second grade teacher at baptist temple physically abused me
- she wore perfume called "beautiful"
- I cannot stand the way it smells
- My favorite movie is Annie Hall
- and Buffalo 66
- and Pride and Prejudice
- I love drinking
- and playing board games
- I love colorful post its in fun shapes
- and multi colored pens, they break up the monotony at work
- I love sending snail mail
- Especially cards
- i have about 10 sticks of chapstick that I have strategically placed around me
- that way my lips are always moist
- i love the smell of vanilla and cinnamon
- i drink green tea constantly
- it keeps me warm at work
- Neck kisses are my favorite
- i enjoy singing
- although I am not that good at it
- i am extremely proud
- sometimes to a fault
- I would love to learn the piano
- key lime pie is my favorite dessert
- jason cory petty is my favorite person
- I want to graduate from college
- before i am 100
- my babies will have lovely names
- i love my house
- i love my life
Happy Thursday
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
I work at a big corporate law firm, and so we try to keep things PC.
Every year, the firm offers holiday cards for all of the attorneys to send out to their clients. We have attorneys here from many religious backgrounds, just as we have clients from many different backgrounds and it is because of this that we opt to provide HOLIDAY cards.
Yesterday, I listened to one of the senior partners absolutely bitch out one of my colleagues about the fact that she, personally, was restricting him from sending CHRISTMAS cards - because the management committee for the firm made the executive decision to be politically correct. In reality, he can send whatever cards he wants - but the firm is providing holiday cards only. This attorney thinks that since it is his money paying for the cards that he should have a say in what sentiments they contain. Seriously?
Why on earth would you send a Jewish client a CHRISTMAS card - I mean, would you like it if your Jewish client sent you a Hanukkah card? It's the same as endorsing a candidate for president, you don't want to offend so just stay neutral. I think it would be utterly disrespectful and in very poor taste to be insensitive to the beliefs of others. I mean, Jesus, it's not like we are making our Christian attorneys send out Eid al adha cards or anything.
Every year, the firm offers holiday cards for all of the attorneys to send out to their clients. We have attorneys here from many religious backgrounds, just as we have clients from many different backgrounds and it is because of this that we opt to provide HOLIDAY cards.
Yesterday, I listened to one of the senior partners absolutely bitch out one of my colleagues about the fact that she, personally, was restricting him from sending CHRISTMAS cards - because the management committee for the firm made the executive decision to be politically correct. In reality, he can send whatever cards he wants - but the firm is providing holiday cards only. This attorney thinks that since it is his money paying for the cards that he should have a say in what sentiments they contain. Seriously?
Why on earth would you send a Jewish client a CHRISTMAS card - I mean, would you like it if your Jewish client sent you a Hanukkah card? It's the same as endorsing a candidate for president, you don't want to offend so just stay neutral. I think it would be utterly disrespectful and in very poor taste to be insensitive to the beliefs of others. I mean, Jesus, it's not like we are making our Christian attorneys send out Eid al adha cards or anything.
Monday, October 13, 2008
So for a little while there I had decided to take my scholastic endeavors in a different direction. I thought, "Hey, how had can it be? I can do this!"
That was a couple of months ago. Now - I say fuck a bunch of generally accepted accounting prinicples, I am crawling back to Nietzsche. I just hope he will take me back.
I am crawling back to Freud and Jane Austen and Emily Bronte and Ayn Rand and Kant and Socrates and Plato, all of you, please forgive me. Numbers are the devil, and I know that now.
Words, words are my true love. Words - I will never betray you again.
Numbers, you can suck it.
That was a couple of months ago. Now - I say fuck a bunch of generally accepted accounting prinicples, I am crawling back to Nietzsche. I just hope he will take me back.
I am crawling back to Freud and Jane Austen and Emily Bronte and Ayn Rand and Kant and Socrates and Plato, all of you, please forgive me. Numbers are the devil, and I know that now.
Words, words are my true love. Words - I will never betray you again.
Numbers, you can suck it.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
Dear small and unlucky gecko that I squished with my foot:
I am really sorry about that. To be fair though, you should not have come into my home. Just because I have the windows open does not mean you can just come in! It is unfortunate that your poor manners resulted in your untimely and undignified death - you should blame that dog that would not stop barking that made me get out of bed in the first place.
Sorry,
Rachel
I just read a review of a book that made reference to "the jesus kitty litter box" that is Chronicles of Narnia. Holy effing bananas I love that!
Also, I want to say that I think the Twilight series, which I finished in four days, was a completely insidious and vapid bunch of baloney. That being said, I absolutely LOVED it. Like, I could not put it down for one second have to know what is happening next because obviously I hate myself sort of way. Like, I read about 2000 pages in 4 days because ohmygodedwardandbellaandwerewolves and wtf ever. What can I say? I am a sucker for creepy obsessive lovestories where the recipient of said love is onehundredpercentretarded.
andiwouldreaditagain.
I am really sorry about that. To be fair though, you should not have come into my home. Just because I have the windows open does not mean you can just come in! It is unfortunate that your poor manners resulted in your untimely and undignified death - you should blame that dog that would not stop barking that made me get out of bed in the first place.
Sorry,
Rachel
I just read a review of a book that made reference to "the jesus kitty litter box" that is Chronicles of Narnia. Holy effing bananas I love that!
Also, I want to say that I think the Twilight series, which I finished in four days, was a completely insidious and vapid bunch of baloney. That being said, I absolutely LOVED it. Like, I could not put it down for one second have to know what is happening next because obviously I hate myself sort of way. Like, I read about 2000 pages in 4 days because ohmygodedwardandbellaandwerewolves and wtf ever. What can I say? I am a sucker for creepy obsessive lovestories where the recipient of said love is onehundredpercentretarded.
andiwouldreaditagain.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
That Ike was one jive turkey.
It's hilarious / depressing that we got our power back after Ike, but the super rainy storm that came afterwards took it away. I have been losing my mind without any idea of what is going on in the world, but at the same time have been very happy without our TV. We watch too much of it anyway and this has been a nice break. I'll give you a break down of a typical day at the Petty household sans electricity:
Sunrise: wake up
brush teeth
open all of the blinds and shades
boil water to make coffee
have breakfast
play go fish
play more go fish
go fish
trivial pursuit
go fish
go fish
lunch
go fish
go fish
beer drinking and plenty more go fishing
evening walk
dinner
sunset: sleep
Thank you, Ike, for giving me my husband's undivided attention and lots of evening walks.
Storm after Ike, you are a jerk for taking away my hot showers.
It's hilarious / depressing that we got our power back after Ike, but the super rainy storm that came afterwards took it away. I have been losing my mind without any idea of what is going on in the world, but at the same time have been very happy without our TV. We watch too much of it anyway and this has been a nice break. I'll give you a break down of a typical day at the Petty household sans electricity:
Sunrise: wake up
brush teeth
open all of the blinds and shades
boil water to make coffee
have breakfast
play go fish
play more go fish
go fish
trivial pursuit
go fish
go fish
lunch
go fish
go fish
beer drinking and plenty more go fishing
evening walk
dinner
sunset: sleep
Thank you, Ike, for giving me my husband's undivided attention and lots of evening walks.
Storm after Ike, you are a jerk for taking away my hot showers.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Today there will be a hurricane.
My black kitty, Sirius, has been sick and acting strange so he is out there in the windy world all alone. I cannot find him.
Leave it to me to be more worried about a cat than a hurricane.
Now, we will have ravioli and watch the weather.
I hope everyone stays safe and dry!
Happy Hurricane!
My black kitty, Sirius, has been sick and acting strange so he is out there in the windy world all alone. I cannot find him.
Leave it to me to be more worried about a cat than a hurricane.
Now, we will have ravioli and watch the weather.
I hope everyone stays safe and dry!
Happy Hurricane!
Friday, September 05, 2008
Thursday, September 04, 2008
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
We went to Rockport for the long weekend and stayed at my friend Randy's condo. It was really fabulous. There was lots of swimming, porching, ocean views, frisbee, Pirates of the Carribean life and drinking. I had such a relaxing and wonderful time, srsly!
We got back to Houston on Monday, and although I was sad to leave I was thrilled to see my kitties.
Last night I started reading Twilight... boy howdy am I obsessed! I got halfway through, but I just want to finish it!
We got back to Houston on Monday, and although I was sad to leave I was thrilled to see my kitties.
Last night I started reading Twilight... boy howdy am I obsessed! I got halfway through, but I just want to finish it!
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Today was a lovely day, and I was very pleasantly surprised my coworkers and their very effective efforts ar making me feel absolutely fabulous. In terms of work day birthdays, I would have to put this one at the top of the list.
Thank you.
I have also received many lovely well wishes and sweet surprises from family and friends, and to them I am also very appreciative. I am such a lucky girl to have such wonderful people in my life.
Anyone who reads this thing is no stranger to how spectacular my husband is. It is no surprise, then, that he totally delivered today. When I got home he had prepared a lovely meal for me and we sat down to dinner together in our fabulously clean and organized house. Afterwards he cleaned up the dishes and left me to relax. I also received some very sassy lingerie and the new David Sedaris book.
All in all I would say that this was one of the best birthdays yet.
I have also received many lovely well wishes and sweet surprises from family and friends, and to them I am also very appreciative. I am such a lucky girl to have such wonderful people in my life.
Anyone who reads this thing is no stranger to how spectacular my husband is. It is no surprise, then, that he totally delivered today. When I got home he had prepared a lovely meal for me and we sat down to dinner together in our fabulously clean and organized house. Afterwards he cleaned up the dishes and left me to relax. I also received some very sassy lingerie and the new David Sedaris book.
All in all I would say that this was one of the best birthdays yet.
Welcome to age 23.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Last Saturday mister and I went out to the Woodlands to see Leila and the babies.
Our nine year old niece, Avery, was telling was telling us about their Parisian pink poodle birthday party coming up and she said; "We are going to put a big awful tower on the wall in the playroom!"
Of course, we let her know that it is actually called the EIFFEL tower, and her mom conceeded that it might LOOK awful once she gets it up.
Kids are so cute.
Our nine year old niece, Avery, was telling was telling us about their Parisian pink poodle birthday party coming up and she said; "We are going to put a big awful tower on the wall in the playroom!"
Of course, we let her know that it is actually called the EIFFEL tower, and her mom conceeded that it might LOOK awful once she gets it up.
Kids are so cute.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Last week alone, I worked five lunchless 12 to 13 hour days, and one three hour Saturday. Basically, I worked a 65 hour WEEK.
Today I went into Elizabeth's office to tell her that I was going to lunch. I did this because I never take a lunch, so I didn't want her to wonder where I was when I was not at my desk. I was telling her this because I am nice, and I feel the ridiculous need to be available all the time.
Me: "Hey! I just wanted to let you know that I am going to lunch today, so if you need me and I am not at my desk, that is where I will be."
Her: "That must be nice. I'll be right here."
WTF? Seriously. Am I not working hard enough or something.
OMMFGWTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFffffffffffffFFF
Today I went into Elizabeth's office to tell her that I was going to lunch. I did this because I never take a lunch, so I didn't want her to wonder where I was when I was not at my desk. I was telling her this because I am nice, and I feel the ridiculous need to be available all the time.
Me: "Hey! I just wanted to let you know that I am going to lunch today, so if you need me and I am not at my desk, that is where I will be."
Her: "That must be nice. I'll be right here."
WTF? Seriously. Am I not working hard enough or something.
OMMFGWTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFffffffffffffFFF
Friday, August 15, 2008
I would really like to know how a parent can forget that they have a child with them before they leave them in the car all day to die. I just read about the second 3 year old in as many days who died in a hot car. what the shit?
Today my head feels like I jumped into a swimming pool without holding my nose. Even my nose is burning. It's so bizarre.
As much as I didn't want to go, I am glad I went to the happy hour last night. It was fun.
My birthday is in a couple of weeks, and my family, husband and I are going to my friend's condo in Rockport to celebrate 23 years of Rachel. I am looking forward to this.
Other things I am looking forward to:
lunch with Mandi
getting wrecked tonight
breakfast and the Zoo tomorrow
things I am not looking forward to:
the half-blood prince movie has been moved from November of 2008 to July of 2009
they really should have checked with me first.
Today my head feels like I jumped into a swimming pool without holding my nose. Even my nose is burning. It's so bizarre.
As much as I didn't want to go, I am glad I went to the happy hour last night. It was fun.
My birthday is in a couple of weeks, and my family, husband and I are going to my friend's condo in Rockport to celebrate 23 years of Rachel. I am looking forward to this.
Other things I am looking forward to:
lunch with Mandi
getting wrecked tonight
breakfast and the Zoo tomorrow
things I am not looking forward to:
the half-blood prince movie has been moved from November of 2008 to July of 2009
they really should have checked with me first.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
I have always known that there would come a day when the blatant disrespect the office administrator shows toward me would become comical.
Welcome to that day, folks.
It has reached a point where she is merely asserting her authority, and no longer seems to have an interest in making sense, or in appropriateness at all. I get it.
We are at our very busiest time here in the hell that is recruiting, and sometimes it really helps to keep a sense of humor about things.
I feel like the mean hateful awful things in my brain are just falling out of my mouth, but they are silent. I am overflowing with disgust and pity and all I can think to do is embrace the hilarity of it all.
Tonight I will read Harry Potter again until my eyes cross.
Tomorrow is Thursday.
Welcome to that day, folks.
It has reached a point where she is merely asserting her authority, and no longer seems to have an interest in making sense, or in appropriateness at all. I get it.
We are at our very busiest time here in the hell that is recruiting, and sometimes it really helps to keep a sense of humor about things.
I feel like the mean hateful awful things in my brain are just falling out of my mouth, but they are silent. I am overflowing with disgust and pity and all I can think to do is embrace the hilarity of it all.
Tonight I will read Harry Potter again until my eyes cross.
Tomorrow is Thursday.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Yesterday I could no longer bear it, and I sent Cory to the store to purchase the Deathly Hallows. To this point, I have been delaying the inevitable, knowing I would be depressed once I finished the last book. Now all I want to do is read, and I am running out of time, because once school starts all of my reading efforts will be concentrated on finite mathematics. (ew)
This morning I discovered that I am addicted to slim fast. It's pretty funny, because a week ago I was pissed that I was having to drink it and now, I don't even want solid food anymore.
Why does it taste so bad at the beginning? And why is it so tasty now?
This morning I discovered that I am addicted to slim fast. It's pretty funny, because a week ago I was pissed that I was having to drink it and now, I don't even want solid food anymore.
Why does it taste so bad at the beginning? And why is it so tasty now?
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Today, it rained outside.
For this reason -- a moderate rainstorm -- my office was closed for the day. Anyone with an ordinary job would not care, but I have a ton of things today and being out of the office was a frivolous waste of time. How shameful is it that I feel this way?
All that aside, it was a lovely day. I read about 500 pages of the Half-Blood Prince, baked cupcakes, made egg salad and hung out with my mister.
Thanks, Hurricane Katrina, for making every minor rainstorm a state of emergency.
For this reason -- a moderate rainstorm -- my office was closed for the day. Anyone with an ordinary job would not care, but I have a ton of things today and being out of the office was a frivolous waste of time. How shameful is it that I feel this way?
All that aside, it was a lovely day. I read about 500 pages of the Half-Blood Prince, baked cupcakes, made egg salad and hung out with my mister.
Thanks, Hurricane Katrina, for making every minor rainstorm a state of emergency.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Right now I am at home hanging out with my mister. We are sitting on the couch waiting for the weather to cool down for our run this evening. Although he generally protests when I bring up some lame movie that I would like to watch, he almost always goes along with me.
Enter today - my movie snob husband has me watching the movie "Dinosaurs." It's a disney picture created in 2000. l a m e
At the end of the movie it shows the dinosaur utopia, chock-full of lots and lots of species of dinosaurs. To this Cory says:
"Man, where are all the predators? Those things are flourishing!"
I love my husband
Enter today - my movie snob husband has me watching the movie "Dinosaurs." It's a disney picture created in 2000. l a m e
At the end of the movie it shows the dinosaur utopia, chock-full of lots and lots of species of dinosaurs. To this Cory says:
"Man, where are all the predators? Those things are flourishing!"
I love my husband
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Today, around 2 I have to go to La Colombe d'Or to meet with their private event coordinator. At this meeting I will determine whether or not my budget will allow me to host our summer associate offer party here NEXT FRIDAY. An event that had already been planned, already had invitations sent out, and now will be changed. No one knows that yet either, because I cannot send out an amended invitation until I know where the event is going to be! Yay for late notice.
Anyway, my point was that while there may be many other things worse than driving to this place in the rainy weather in my 4 inch heels and tiredness, I just can't think of any of them right now.
Anyway, my point was that while there may be many other things worse than driving to this place in the rainy weather in my 4 inch heels and tiredness, I just can't think of any of them right now.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Lately, there are only three songs that I want to hear, period.
Young Shields, by Casiotone for the Painfully Alone
Common People, by Pulp
Carmensita, by Devendra Banhart
Today I got my first root canal, and to be honest, it wasn't that bad. I did tear up a little bit when he was giving me the 986574754567854 shots in my mouth, but otherwise it was fine. Now, I have to go back to my dentist in the tunnel which is never fun because it is like a mile from my office in the dingy old tunnel system.
OH WELL - my prob for having crummy teeth.
Now, I am making Asparagus soup and polenta with mushrooms, both of which should be easily consumed by a lady who only has use of one side of her mouth.
Young Shields, by Casiotone for the Painfully Alone
Common People, by Pulp
Carmensita, by Devendra Banhart
Today I got my first root canal, and to be honest, it wasn't that bad. I did tear up a little bit when he was giving me the 986574754567854 shots in my mouth, but otherwise it was fine. Now, I have to go back to my dentist in the tunnel which is never fun because it is like a mile from my office in the dingy old tunnel system.
OH WELL - my prob for having crummy teeth.
Now, I am making Asparagus soup and polenta with mushrooms, both of which should be easily consumed by a lady who only has use of one side of her mouth.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Very recently I have been beside myself with grief over my work situation. After four years of complete complacence and basic satisfaction I have no idea what has happened. All in all I have a great job and I work with nice people -- so what is it that is making me so upset?
beats me.
All I know is that I woke up this morning feeling DREADFUL and it was all because of work, or at least that is what the elephant sitting on my chest tells me.
There are a ton of things I need to take care of in my real life, and I don't feel like many of these things are getting their appropriate measure of attention. I REALLY need to paint. Like, REALLY. Our yard is a mess, our house is a mess and I need to get in there and be a real home owner! This weekend I took my first step by setting up bi-monthly lawn maintenance, now if I can just get on with choosing colors and making it happen....
Also, I need to see the Dark Knight, and soon.
beats me.
All I know is that I woke up this morning feeling DREADFUL and it was all because of work, or at least that is what the elephant sitting on my chest tells me.
There are a ton of things I need to take care of in my real life, and I don't feel like many of these things are getting their appropriate measure of attention. I REALLY need to paint. Like, REALLY. Our yard is a mess, our house is a mess and I need to get in there and be a real home owner! This weekend I took my first step by setting up bi-monthly lawn maintenance, now if I can just get on with choosing colors and making it happen....
Also, I need to see the Dark Knight, and soon.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Friday night was filled with tex-mex and drinking at Last Concert Cafe. What could be bad about that? Nothing.
On Saturday Cory took a CPR class which means that I inadvertently took one as well. For the rest of the day, most of his sentences had some sort of instruction on the proper approach to handling whatever stressful emergency situation he could recite from his class earlier in the day. I find this super cute, and appropriate since I come home and bombard him with my silly philosophy ideas. I guess his regurgitated instruction is much more useful than mine…
After the CPR class, I made sandwiches and we went to see Hellboy II. My favorite quote:
HB: “Here, have a beer.”
Abe: “Oh, no thank you, my body is a temple.”
HB: “No it’s not, it’s an amusement park.”
Abe: “Okay.”
After Hellboy my hangover really caught up with me and that was that.
Sunday we had our usual breakfast at House of Pies that would typically not be mentioned here. However, this time we talked about having babies and how we want to. It was kind of scary and awesome at the same time. I am really going to try and finish school before we have a little one so that puts us about two years away, pending a change in career which will allow me more time for school.
Also, we cut tree branches away from our roof so that Nationwide does not cancel our homeowner’s insurance, Cory bought me pretty clothes and we ended our evening with a backyard barbecue and a neighborhood walk.
I wish the weekends were 5 days and the work week was only 2.
This is a short week for me though, I am out of this place on Wednesday afternoon and headed to the RIVER!
On Saturday Cory took a CPR class which means that I inadvertently took one as well. For the rest of the day, most of his sentences had some sort of instruction on the proper approach to handling whatever stressful emergency situation he could recite from his class earlier in the day. I find this super cute, and appropriate since I come home and bombard him with my silly philosophy ideas. I guess his regurgitated instruction is much more useful than mine…
After the CPR class, I made sandwiches and we went to see Hellboy II. My favorite quote:
HB: “Here, have a beer.”
Abe: “Oh, no thank you, my body is a temple.”
HB: “No it’s not, it’s an amusement park.”
Abe: “Okay.”
After Hellboy my hangover really caught up with me and that was that.
Sunday we had our usual breakfast at House of Pies that would typically not be mentioned here. However, this time we talked about having babies and how we want to. It was kind of scary and awesome at the same time. I am really going to try and finish school before we have a little one so that puts us about two years away, pending a change in career which will allow me more time for school.
Also, we cut tree branches away from our roof so that Nationwide does not cancel our homeowner’s insurance, Cory bought me pretty clothes and we ended our evening with a backyard barbecue and a neighborhood walk.
I wish the weekends were 5 days and the work week was only 2.
This is a short week for me though, I am out of this place on Wednesday afternoon and headed to the RIVER!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Lately, my moods have consistently been crummy. With all of the stressful influences I have in my life these days, I feel like it is pretty important to think about the things that I actually do like. For this reason, I present to you yet another "Things that make me happy right now" list.
Things that make me happy right now, by Rachel Petty
Things that make me happy right now, by Rachel Petty
- lemonade (pink or otherwise) with vodka in it
- my husband (even though I don't deserve it)
- pickles
- Elvis the cat
- sundresses
- atheists, or at the very least, people who are willing to acknowledge that if there is a god, he doesn't necessarily have our best interests at heart.
- light at the end of the collegiate tunnel (even if it is really far in the distance)
- blogging
- my back patio with the cute little patio lights
- skeeball
- sunflowers
- of montreal
- Harry Potter (4-eva)
- David Sedaris
This evening, when I was bringing our side dish out of the oven, I seared my knuckle on the oven door. It was insta-blistered, and now every keystroke is killing my finger.
At least tomorrow is Friday, right?
This morning I took the time to sign up for classes and it looks like this semester I will be taking 16 hours -- I have no idea how I am going to do this.
I do not have the kind of job that permits a full time school schedule, and I have been advised that any daytime schooling would be fine as long as I am willing to work late hours to make up for it because, "You know, that is our busiest time of the year."
IT IS ALWAYS OUR BUSIEST TIME OF THE YEAR. Basically, I am just a little over halfway done with college, and I have put in too much time and money to abandon it now. If I allowed my ridiculous work schedule to dictate my schooling, I would never graduate. I am over it, and I am fully prepared to experience the occasional nervous breakdown if it means I can graduate, get a job I like, and finally be ready to have a family (notwithstanding cat-children).
blahblahblah
I do not have the kind of job that permits a full time school schedule, and I have been advised that any daytime schooling would be fine as long as I am willing to work late hours to make up for it because, "You know, that is our busiest time of the year."
IT IS ALWAYS OUR BUSIEST TIME OF THE YEAR. Basically, I am just a little over halfway done with college, and I have put in too much time and money to abandon it now. If I allowed my ridiculous work schedule to dictate my schooling, I would never graduate. I am over it, and I am fully prepared to experience the occasional nervous breakdown if it means I can graduate, get a job I like, and finally be ready to have a family (notwithstanding cat-children).
blahblahblah
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
For the last few days, Cory has been experiencing debilitating backaches. He was a good sport last night for our anniversary, but all and all his ailment is a real downer. I have insisted that he take tomorrow off to go to the doctor, because something has got to give. I miss my buddy, and I am just too clumsy to live with someone who has such a volatile condition.
Tonight, Harry and the Potters are playing at Walters, and I really wanted to go. Although I know that Cory would go if I pressed it, I just don't feel like it would be responsible wife-ing to drag him out to a show in his current condition. Anyway -- I made him a german chocolate cake as a get well present, and I am crossing my fingers that it works.
That boy needs to feel better!
This is what he looks like:
Tonight, Harry and the Potters are playing at Walters, and I really wanted to go. Although I know that Cory would go if I pressed it, I just don't feel like it would be responsible wife-ing to drag him out to a show in his current condition. Anyway -- I made him a german chocolate cake as a get well present, and I am crossing my fingers that it works.That boy needs to feel better!
Completely unrelated, I just found out that another one of my high school friends is expecting a child. Seriously, I seem to have made it under the radar somehow. I am not going to go so far as to say "there is a god," but somebody's got my back, and to them I say "thanks."
Also, because I know you are reeling in suspense, this is what two years of pure awesome looks like:
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