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

Today is going to be a great day!

My sister will be 37 on Friday, yours truly will be 23 in three weeks.

I need a sewing machine!

I accidentally ran across my livejournal today on google. I think I will start updating it again.

It's pretty effingridiculous how much I have changed.

In a good way though.

positives:

off work.

shark week.

beerz.

negatives:

sick mister petty
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I'm making brownies and watching shark attacks while drinking beers.

Is it Friday yet?

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.

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.

guess who broke a tooth today.

come on, guess.

that's right, it was me!

awesome.

**UPDATE: root canal

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.

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!

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

• 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

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.

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:

Three years and nine months ago, I met a boy at a coffee shop. He was tall and super cute and I gave him my phone number. It took us a week and a half to finally get together, but when we did it was magical! We held hands for the first time at a pumpkin patch and made with the kissing later that day. Three months later we moved in together, and one year and six months after that, we made with the marrying.

Today we have been married for two years, and two lovely years they have been!

He seriously makes my life so wonderful, and I would not want to imagine my world without him in it. Everything he does and everything he is is just beautiful to me, and his unbelievable patience and compassion has taught me so much. How lucky am I?

I have said it before, and I will say it again, I will spend the rest of my life discovering new things to love about that boy!

When I look back on this July 4th, I am going to have a lot to remember.

This will be the July 4th when:

Cory had to work ALL weekend
I lost my debit card
our garbage disposal waste started backflowing into our bath tub
my beautiful white bed linens were ruined by something orange in the washing machine

No worries though, I still managed to have a good time. My uncle owns a cute little dive bar about 4 blocks from our house, and he was having a "grand opening" with free barbecue and a band, so when Cory got home from work, we headed over. Another aunt and uncle were there and we had yummy food and fun conversation. Eventually, all of the drinking I was doing caught up with me, and once again I do not remember how I got to bed. This morning, I have a god-awful headache, and that is an understatement.

I cannot wait for my husband to get home.

July? July? Seriously?


This month the following hella awesome things will happen:

THE PETTYS HAVE BEEN MARRIED FOR 2 YEARS ON THE 7TH!

also, something about celebrating independence or whatever.

This evening my emotions and moods were all over the map. That is, all over the map of the neighborhood of pissed off.

I am so sick of working late I want to cut my head off!