3 posts counts as busy, right? Especially when you haven't really posted in forever.
I suppose a meme (what does that mean anyway?) isn't really a post, but I was tagged (albeit a long time ago) and that means somebody likes me (yes, I would jump off the bridge). Hooray!
here goes.
Name one person who made you laugh last night? Freddie impersonating the singer at Church doing a wonderful baritone rendition of jesus loves me...good stuff.
2. What were you doing at 0800? sleeping :)
3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago? trying to salvage the christmas cards
4. What happened to you in 2006? got engaged, got my first new car, first time being a maid of honor (again, someone likes me...good stuff)
5. What was the last thing you said out loud? freddie, someone's breaking in our house (they weren't)
6. How many beverages did you have today? one, sweet tea (well, two glasses, but just one beverage)
7. What color is your hairbrush? I don't use a hairbrush...curly hair + brush=not good. I use a green comb when it's wet then I LEAVE IT ALONE.
8. What was the last thing you paid for? Groceries
9. Where were you last night? at the christmas party that didn't really happen, then make up for it cocktails at Proximity hotel
10. What color is your front door? the door is actually cream, but the disgusting slatted thing in front of it that is on the do do list is brown.
11. Where do you keep your change? in my dresser drawer
12. What’s the weather like today? chilly and super windy
13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor? i like cappuccino oreo(it's been so long that I can't remember if that's really the name, but that's the taste, so the name should really be Awesome.) at bev's in richmond
14. What excites you? puppies, vacations, babies, surprises, mashed potatoes, tulips, mail, blog comments, free time
15. Do you want to cut your hair? Yes, would you like to pay for it?
16. Are you over the age of 25? si
17. Do you talk a lot? pretty much
18. Do you watch the O.C.? not anymore because it was cancelled, but I did watch it.
19. Do you know anyone named Steven? yes, but the ones I know right now are actually named stephen
20. Do you make up your own words? yup
21. Are you a jealous person? i can be a little green
22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’. Amanda
23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’. Kellie
24. Who’s the first person on your received call list? I'm going to guess my mom because I don't feel like looking for the phone.
25. What does the last text message you received say? okay
26. Do you chew on your straw? I used to all the time, not so much anymore. (me too, joy)
27. Do you have curly hair? when it's behaving other times I'd be more inclined to call it electrocuted than curly
28. Where’s the next place you’re going to? the den to watch tv
29. Who’s the rudest person in your life? SC
30. What was the last thing you ate? crab cake benedict
31. Will you get married in the future? probably not since I already got married in the past
32. What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks? Enchanted!
33. Is there anyone you like right now? not today
34. When was the last time you did the dishes? thank god for the dishwasher
35. Are you currently depressed? right now, I'm good.
36. Did you cry today? No.
37. Why did you answer and post this? See the beginning of this post.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
dirty santa
Perhaps because I'm a little embarassed about goign to someone's house last night for a party that had already ocurred or because I have no impulse control, for your holiday entertainment, I thought I would share a fun story at our friend's expense. Our friend Ashley has notoriously bad taste in men. (though Freddie assures me that her latest boyfriend is awesome. Good for you Ash!) Last year she was dating someone sketchtastic and invited him to a Christmas gathering with a dirty Santa gift exchange. Ash was a little confused about the concept and thought she was supposed to bring something naughty, so she picked up a pair of furry handcuffs and went on her way. When she arrived and the game began she was set straight about the true spirit of Dirty Santa (you may also call it white elephant or Yankee Christmas). So, Ash was a little embarrassed about her gift choice in the presence of her friends and also her friend's parents and their friends who were invited to the party too. Her handcuffs weren't really all that bad though, they were kind of silly and everyone could appreciate the humor in the situation, until sketchtastic whipped out his choice for "dirty" Santa, ANAL BEADS. Merry Christmas, Grandma.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
holly jolly christmas
I'm crazy.
We went to a Christmas party last weekend. It was pretty fun. I actually thought we would have to do a bit of juggling because our neighborhood party was the same day. I was wrong. I thought it was last Saturday, but it was actually this weekend.
So, tonight we got all dolled up and stopped by one of our neighbor's houses across the street who was having an open house before the party. We were on the tail end of the open house. We arrived about nine and it went from 6-10, but we thought we'd just stop in for a quick second before heading to the neighborhood party where the open bar would be. We took a little longer getting ready that I thought because I tried to make a little dessert to take a long (some oreo drop cookies), but Freddie convinced me to leave them until I could find some white chocolate to dip them in since they looked like little baby turds.
So, we rolled up the across the street neighbors' house around 9:00. They've actually been the nicest too them, but they're a little...different...they homeschool their kids and served as missionaries for a few years...very nice though. Freddie spotted Ellen, wearing a slightly casual christmas sweatshirt, looking oddly at him before she let us in, so he said, sorry we're so late. Did we miss visiting hours? Ellen smiled and said, oh, the party was last night! Boy, were we embarassed! But, they kindly invited us in and we chatted for a bit. Sorry, we told her. Freddie thought he remembered her saying they were sorry their party was the same night as the neighborhood party, so that's why we thought it was tonight. Ellen kindly got out her newsletter and pointed out to us that the neighborhood party was also last night and then we all had a good laugh at our expense.
So, we fools decided to head out and have a little fun while we looked all spiffy. We toured the town scoping out lights and stopped at a cool new hotel for drinks. I had a ymmy fruity martini and rounded out the night with a chocolate martini and we met a nice couple and chatted for an hour. So, the neighbors think we're fools, but we made it work. You win some you lose some.
Did I mention we had already paid for our tickets to the neighborhood party?
We went to a Christmas party last weekend. It was pretty fun. I actually thought we would have to do a bit of juggling because our neighborhood party was the same day. I was wrong. I thought it was last Saturday, but it was actually this weekend.
So, tonight we got all dolled up and stopped by one of our neighbor's houses across the street who was having an open house before the party. We were on the tail end of the open house. We arrived about nine and it went from 6-10, but we thought we'd just stop in for a quick second before heading to the neighborhood party where the open bar would be. We took a little longer getting ready that I thought because I tried to make a little dessert to take a long (some oreo drop cookies), but Freddie convinced me to leave them until I could find some white chocolate to dip them in since they looked like little baby turds.
So, we rolled up the across the street neighbors' house around 9:00. They've actually been the nicest too them, but they're a little...different...they homeschool their kids and served as missionaries for a few years...very nice though. Freddie spotted Ellen, wearing a slightly casual christmas sweatshirt, looking oddly at him before she let us in, so he said, sorry we're so late. Did we miss visiting hours? Ellen smiled and said, oh, the party was last night! Boy, were we embarassed! But, they kindly invited us in and we chatted for a bit. Sorry, we told her. Freddie thought he remembered her saying they were sorry their party was the same night as the neighborhood party, so that's why we thought it was tonight. Ellen kindly got out her newsletter and pointed out to us that the neighborhood party was also last night and then we all had a good laugh at our expense.
So, we fools decided to head out and have a little fun while we looked all spiffy. We toured the town scoping out lights and stopped at a cool new hotel for drinks. I had a ymmy fruity martini and rounded out the night with a chocolate martini and we met a nice couple and chatted for an hour. So, the neighbors think we're fools, but we made it work. You win some you lose some.
Did I mention we had already paid for our tickets to the neighborhood party?
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
bah humbug!
I love Christmas. I love the lights, I love the music, I love the decorations, I love the gifts, I love the whole thing. But, this year Christmas is proving to be a bit difficult. (Should I be surprised? That seems to be the theme of our first year of marriage.)
We finally got our tree up last week. We tried 3 times before we succeeded. First, they didn't have any lights. Then, no stands. Then, no actual trees. We finally settled on one, but it's actually too skinny. Bummer. We had an ornament shower last Christmas and got tons of cute ornaments that I saved until this year when we did our tree together, but they won't fit! I like my tree stuffed, but there really isn't any room. The tree is in the corner, so I'm not decorating it all of the way around. It's the first time I've seen a lot of them on a tree, so I don't want to hide any. Solution? Two trees. Yes, friends, we'll be putting up two trees this year. The other is sitting on our porch waiting for hubly to come home from Baltimore. Our main tree has white lights and much to Freddie's delight, the second tree will feature colored lights. everyone's happy.
Second problem, (well, not really number two, but I'm not going to explain the whole dilemma of deciding where to celebrate, so I'll just move on) Christmas Cards. I am way behind on this project. I actually bought a few last year, but now I want something better. I wanted to use a photo card with our wedding photo, but I don't like any of them. Actually, I like plenty from the photographer, but she wants to charge me $50 just for one image and that seems really high because I still have to print a million of them (and because the engagement pic was only $25). I won't go into more details, but she's driving me a little nuts. (I liked her a lot before the wedding, now I'm having second thoughts...good timing, right?)
I also purchased Christmas stamps early because last year I couldn't get my hands on any of the snowflakes, and had to settle for the ornaments that looked like Santa and Frosty in a casket. Anyway, am I the only one who CAN'T STAND the new Christmas stamps?
Holiday knits? Seriously, USPS, this is the best you could do? They're awful...especially the bear, I can't stand the bear! I'm thinking I'm going to have to put these in my Old Lady Christmas Box (that's not really want it's called, I think maybe Santa for Seniors, and my poor old lady wanted food, stationery and stamps). I may have to go religious this year, or maybe I'll really mix it up and get the Kwanzaa stamp.
We finally got our tree up last week. We tried 3 times before we succeeded. First, they didn't have any lights. Then, no stands. Then, no actual trees. We finally settled on one, but it's actually too skinny. Bummer. We had an ornament shower last Christmas and got tons of cute ornaments that I saved until this year when we did our tree together, but they won't fit! I like my tree stuffed, but there really isn't any room. The tree is in the corner, so I'm not decorating it all of the way around. It's the first time I've seen a lot of them on a tree, so I don't want to hide any. Solution? Two trees. Yes, friends, we'll be putting up two trees this year. The other is sitting on our porch waiting for hubly to come home from Baltimore. Our main tree has white lights and much to Freddie's delight, the second tree will feature colored lights. everyone's happy.
Second problem, (well, not really number two, but I'm not going to explain the whole dilemma of deciding where to celebrate, so I'll just move on) Christmas Cards. I am way behind on this project. I actually bought a few last year, but now I want something better. I wanted to use a photo card with our wedding photo, but I don't like any of them. Actually, I like plenty from the photographer, but she wants to charge me $50 just for one image and that seems really high because I still have to print a million of them (and because the engagement pic was only $25). I won't go into more details, but she's driving me a little nuts. (I liked her a lot before the wedding, now I'm having second thoughts...good timing, right?)
I also purchased Christmas stamps early because last year I couldn't get my hands on any of the snowflakes, and had to settle for the ornaments that looked like Santa and Frosty in a casket. Anyway, am I the only one who CAN'T STAND the new Christmas stamps?
Holiday knits? Seriously, USPS, this is the best you could do? They're awful...especially the bear, I can't stand the bear! I'm thinking I'm going to have to put these in my Old Lady Christmas Box (that's not really want it's called, I think maybe Santa for Seniors, and my poor old lady wanted food, stationery and stamps). I may have to go religious this year, or maybe I'll really mix it up and get the Kwanzaa stamp.
Friday, December 07, 2007
granny
I babysat tonight. Yes, today is Friday. I'm over 16 years old and I spent the evening babysitting. As I was driving home at 10:45, I decided to call some friends. Problem. I realized I don't have any friends I can call at 10:45pm on Friday and be certain they are awake. Then, I realized I'm old.
I finally did think of someone. My sister lives in Oregon, so she's a safe bet considering the time change and all, but she was out. She was probably doing all of the cool things college girls who are turning 21 on Monday will do (Happy Birthday, Rachael!). So, I listened to my Enchanted soundtrack instead of chatting. And, I sang along. Correction, I repeated the Happy Little Working Song over and over and over again until I could perform it perfectly, then I worked on my princess face...yes, while I was driving. I am quite the multitasker.
I guess I'm not that old because it's now 12:48 and I'm still awake, but I'm playing on the internet. So, I'm just a little less old and a lot more lame. Oh well. I'm okay with it.
I finally did think of someone. My sister lives in Oregon, so she's a safe bet considering the time change and all, but she was out. She was probably doing all of the cool things college girls who are turning 21 on Monday will do (Happy Birthday, Rachael!). So, I listened to my Enchanted soundtrack instead of chatting. And, I sang along. Correction, I repeated the Happy Little Working Song over and over and over again until I could perform it perfectly, then I worked on my princess face...yes, while I was driving. I am quite the multitasker.
I guess I'm not that old because it's now 12:48 and I'm still awake, but I'm playing on the internet. So, I'm just a little less old and a lot more lame. Oh well. I'm okay with it.
Saturday, December 01, 2007
ewww
You know what I can't stand? Hot fruit. I really don't like it. I don't much care for many sweet things when they're hot. I prefer cakes and pies to be cool. Warm Krispy Kremes, no thank you. I just feel like the hot and the sweet are more than I can handle.
This can be a problem sometimes. I don't like cobbler until it's cold. I'm not interested in hot apple pie and this time of year, I'm bummed out about cider. It always sounds like a good idea. Oooh, it's Christmas, I should have some apple cider, but then the hot and the sweet fruit flavor hit me all at once and it's gross sensory overload. The other day I went to a craft fair and they had free wassail. I was all about it. I've always wanted to come a-wassailing among the leaves of green, but then I read that it's some kind of hot berry drink and I had to pass. I know I'm missing out on the seasonal splendor but what can you do? I'm learning to embrace my inner weirdo and just say no on the hot fruit.
This can be a problem sometimes. I don't like cobbler until it's cold. I'm not interested in hot apple pie and this time of year, I'm bummed out about cider. It always sounds like a good idea. Oooh, it's Christmas, I should have some apple cider, but then the hot and the sweet fruit flavor hit me all at once and it's gross sensory overload. The other day I went to a craft fair and they had free wassail. I was all about it. I've always wanted to come a-wassailing among the leaves of green, but then I read that it's some kind of hot berry drink and I had to pass. I know I'm missing out on the seasonal splendor but what can you do? I'm learning to embrace my inner weirdo and just say no on the hot fruit.
it's beginning to look a lot like lazy
I am feeling very inspired these days. I am so excited to put our tree up that I can't stand it. I have grand ideas about how to decorate our new house. I'm plannign to make candy for all of the neighbors. I want to have all of my Christmas presents bought and shipped by the 15th. But, did I go out and purchase a tree stand so that we could put our tree up tomorrow when Freddie gets home? Have I gone to the attic to get the decorations down and inventory them? Have I even begun to clean out the front room so that we have a place to put the tree and decorations? Do I have a clue how to make candy or have I begun to figure that out? Have I purchased even a small portion of my Christmas gifts? The answers, no, no, no, no, etc. Instead, I have been sitting on my butt.
I really enjoy reading blogs. But, I'd been out of the loop for a while. So out of the loop that I really couldn't even motivate to catch up even though I wanted to. I'm good about giving myself certain expectations that are pretty much ridiculous. I only began to realize this when I was telling a friend about all of the magazines I had to catch up on---WHILE I WAS IN GRAD SCHOOl! I actually let the pile of 2nd hand magazines my mom gave me stress me out. So, I am allowing myself to no read every single post I missed and just enjoy reading what I can.
Of course, that is also allowing me to breed a whole new form of lazy. I really should go check on my dog. I can hear him rummaging through all sorts of things in the other room, and considering the fact that I removed a large nail from his mouth this morning, it's really not wise to leave him unattended. But, he's still excited enough about me that I can call him every 7 minutes or so and distract him from his mayhem. You may call it lazy. I call it efficient parenting.
I really enjoy reading blogs. But, I'd been out of the loop for a while. So out of the loop that I really couldn't even motivate to catch up even though I wanted to. I'm good about giving myself certain expectations that are pretty much ridiculous. I only began to realize this when I was telling a friend about all of the magazines I had to catch up on---WHILE I WAS IN GRAD SCHOOl! I actually let the pile of 2nd hand magazines my mom gave me stress me out. So, I am allowing myself to no read every single post I missed and just enjoy reading what I can.
Of course, that is also allowing me to breed a whole new form of lazy. I really should go check on my dog. I can hear him rummaging through all sorts of things in the other room, and considering the fact that I removed a large nail from his mouth this morning, it's really not wise to leave him unattended. But, he's still excited enough about me that I can call him every 7 minutes or so and distract him from his mayhem. You may call it lazy. I call it efficient parenting.
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