Wednesday, December 31, 2008


Sometimes you just can't smile. Even though you really want to.

"I love my F" is the sweetest thing ever. (While we were opening gifts, Rye Bread used her new drawing pad to draw a big heart with lots of little hearts around it with the words "I love my F" in the heart. When questioned what "F" was, she said matter of factly: "Family".)

My little sister loved the book "Holes' when she was smaller. I'd never read it before, but the movie was on last night and I rather enjoyed it.

I'm highly marketable from a head hunter's standpoint-however, there are not a lot of jobs right now. Nice.

Today's the day I am officially unemployed. Technically my employment ends today.

I made a roast last night from a friends recipe. Salt and pepper only, oven preheated to 500. Drop the temp to 475 and cook the roast 7 minutes per pound, then turn the oven off for 2.5 hours. Do not open the oven at all. This roast was fantastic, but cold. It was perfectly cooked, red and juicy inside-I just needed to reheat it before eating it-but it would be great for roast beef sandwiches or something like that.

Going home to your parents house is nice-but also stressful. Thank God He invented doors and locks.

Today is also the last day I have a parking space. My plan is to wait until someone leaves for work then pounce on a spot hopefully in front of the building. This all must be done before it snows. Good luck, right?

Happy New Year everyone! Do you have any fun plans?

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Toosdae ?'s

You'd think that because I don't have a lot going on that I'd be a crazy blogging fool, wouldn't you? Well...that's obviously not the case. Mostly because I don't have a lot going on-and that makes for a rather quiet boring life. I'm going downtown later today though and am planning on also wandering around during the First Night celebration as well, so if nothing else, you'll probably have a bunch of photos to look at, on with the show!

1. You're at a friends house for dinner and you find a bug (like a cockroach) in your food. What would you do?

2. What is the most expensive meal you've ever eaten? Was it the best meal you've ever eaten?

3. What is your biggest pet peeve when it comes to eating/watching other people eat?

1. "Oh my God!" is probably something I'd say first. Depending on which friend is was, I think I would either bring it into the kitchen or give them a hard time about it. As long as I did not eat it, I'd be OK for the most part. I might suggest however, that we order out for the rest of the meal. :)

2. It's hard to say, truthfully as I've had a lot of expensive meals. If I had to pinpoint one though, I would probably pick a date I had when I lived in Florida. I don't even remember the name of the place, but it was a steak house and we had wine, appetizers, salads, filet mignon with sides and dessert with coffee. It was a good meal, but not by any means the best meal I've ever had.

3. When people talk with their mouths full. UGH! The sound of smooshing food garbled with their speech makes me want to punch them in the face. Extreme, yes-but also necessary!

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Casino of the Wind

My Nana and Papa always played cards. I have tons of memories of them sitting around their kitchen table with my Nana's brother & sister and even their father, my Great Grandfather. (Who was a rather amusing man, in a quiet and gentle way. He was from Italy and wore a fuzzy hat and always smelled good.) Often, I'd be upstairs "sleeping" while they'd laugh and joke deep into the night. I loved those nights, even though I could never play. I think even back then, I wrapped myself up in their laughter.

Playing cards wasn't their only addiction-they also played the lottery. Every night at 6pm we'd have to stop whatever we were doing to run into the den to hear the numbers being called while our eyes were glued to the little square pieces of paper laid before us, all the while praying that we'd "hit" at least a few. Then there were the scratch offs which, to this day, are given to most of us in birthday cards or stockings. But still, this was not what they loved the most. What they loved the most was going to the casino.

Being that they are from NY, Atlantic City was the obvious choice for them. They'd gallivant down on the weekends playing the slots for hours upon hours, always coming back with one story or another whether they won or not. Even when my Papa was too weak to walk around on his own and had to be in a wheel chair, they'd sit in front of the slot machines into the wee hours of the morning. Yes, my Nana and Papa love(d) to gamble...

Which is why it doesn't surprise me that most of their children do as well.

One aunt in particular-my favorite aunt-is a crazy gambling fool. Not really, of course, she just loves the thrill of it all, and the possibility of hitting it big like her parents often did. I bring this up because every time they come to visit my family in CT, her eyes get a sparkle in them as she says, "We should go to the casino". I'd say that at least half of the time, they actually DO go. My cousins typically stay at my parents house with my sisters and my niece and my mom, aunt and uncle and sometimes my Nana if she's up too, will go off to play.

Yesterday around 2pm my aunt leaned over to me and said, "We're going to the casino later-do you want to come?" Now, I'm without a job, as you may recall, but the thought of spending extra time alone with my most favorite aunt in the whole wide world-my aunt who is more like my older sister b/c she's only 9 years older than me, my aunt who I spent ever free minute with when I was little-made me want to go.

So I did.

I received some cash money from my Nana for Christmas and I took a small portion of that and allocated it to myself. It was $20. I figured that $20 was not going to be the end of me even if I do not (God forbid) find a job right away. $20 was not a lot to pay for the extra hours I would be with my aunt and her husband, also one of my favorites. I went, played and lost the $20 and that was that. They, however, won a hefty amount of money for the hour we gambled....lucky dogs!

The real story here though, is that while I was losing my money, I was also being stalked by a creeper. Everywhere I went, this creepy old man smiled and waved at me. He was drunk and dirtier than he should have been. The only way I can describe him is that he was "gray". I any case, he tried talking to me so I got up and moved. A few minutes later, I looked around to see if I could located my family only to see that he had moved too! He looked over and said "Hi" and made a weird face-I think he was trying to be sexy but he really wasn't rocking that look.

We had planned on meeting at a certain spot at a certain time, and that time was approaching. I walked over but they were not yet there, so I decided to walk a bit in the casino to see if I could find them. Nope...but guess who I DID find?! The creeper! As quickly as I could, I began my trip back to the meeting spot-but he followed me! I could NOT shake this guy. He literally was following me everywhere I went and my aunt and uncle were no where to be found. (In the meantime, 2 other old men approached me and started talking to me-WTF? Did I have on Jean Nate and not know it?!) Finally, I decided to walk into the restroom in hopes of shaking this creeper and lo and behold when I came out he was nowhere to be found. I knew I'd be safe b/c there are so many people around, but it was still unnerving knowing I was being followed.

So, though I did not win any money, I had a really fun time with my aunt and uncle, even though I almost got kidnapped by a creepy old drunk man who was gray. :)

Saturday, December 27, 2008

A Bag Full of Zeppelas

Today's party was a smashing success. A good time was had by all-and yes, that includes me. At one point, one of my aunts looked at me and said, "It's good to hear you laughing again". And it was good to be laughing again!

I always love spending time with my aunts and uncles from NY. My cousins are all so funny and cute and when we're all together we just play off each other like crazy. One of my favorite things in the world to do is to sit and listen to all of them tell stories of when they were little. I learn so much about my Nana and Papa and traditions that we still have now. One thing that I want to do if I ever have kids is to continue a tradition that stopped at my aunts and uncles for some reason. My great Nana (who died 8 days before I was born) used to make them zeppelas and hot chocolate for breakfast on cold mornings. Sometimes they would be sent off to school with piping hot balls of this fried dough doused in powdered sugar wrapped up in a paper bag. My Uncle John said that it was the best way to go to school ever. (Maybe this tradition stopped because they did not want to end up needing Hydroxycut as adults!)

When I was little, my favorite aunt, Susan, brought me to the galleria with her when I visited and she'd buy me my very own paper bag full of zeppelas. So I guess, in a tiny way, she was trying to continue the tradition to me. I'd forgotten about them too, until I went to a festival this summer in the North End where they were selling them.

This is quite the rambley post, huh? The point is, I had fun today and am so happy I got a "do-over" of Christmas Eve.


I'm not entirely sure how I did not go postal when I was younger. Seriously, it takes MAJOR patience to hang out with my parents for an entire day-without an escape route! Yesterday was supposed to be a fun day with my niece. The plan was we'd play several of her games from Santa while my mom cooked for the party she's having here today.

But nope. My only task before playing games too way longer than I expected and I ended up being home just an hour before Rye Bread was to go home, and an hour before we were leaving for our trip to the mall.

Holy cow. The mall. It actually was not bad, people wise. We just had a lot of places to go-each of us had returns and my parents really wanted to buy me a new coat. We ended up getting everything done faster than expected, but by the end of the night, I really needed a lot of drinks. They're hard to take when they are together-especially for that long.

Luckily today all of my NY family is driving up here for a party, and so it will almost be like I have a Christmas Eve do-over. Today, I'm feeling excited that they are all coming and this is probably due to the fact that I am going home tomorrow!

I actually can't wait. It's nice to see everyone, but I miss my quiet and my bed. I hope this doesn't mean I'm becoming a hermit!

After all of this good food and family, I'll have to do an Orovo detox!

Friday, December 26, 2008


And there it went...Christmas is over, just like that! I swear that every year it goes by faster...

Did you have a nice holiday? I really hope that everyone did and that you were able to spend time with your loved ones. My family & I went down to NY to my Nana's house on Christmas Eve where 31 of us crammed ourselves into her little cape. It's pretty much a family tradition and though it's loud and crowded, we love it. (She really should think about installing home theater seating though!)

I hate to admit it, but as someone I know would say, "I was in a mood". I couldn't shake it. It began on the drive down and didn't end until I woke up Christmas day. It's sad, because as I was sitting there watching my entire family laugh and have fun, I was sitting in the corner quite, just watching. I'd tell myself to shake it off-that this is my favorite day of the entire year and that I should savor these moments as life is short and we don't know who will be there next year.

But I couldn't. So I just sucked it up and gave in, and spent the night quietly watching everyone. I still enjoyed it, being there with everyone-but it wasn't the same. Usually I'm right in there, laughing and singing and joking with everyone. Not this year...

Christmas morning we go to my Aunt Carol's house for brunch every year. Even though it's rather boring (if I'm to be honest) I love it. My Aunt loves me to death and it makes her so happy that I am there that I just can't help smiling. Two of her friends who she's knowing since I was little always come and it's wonderful to see them as well. Sadly, Ray, the husband had a stroke a few years ago, and he's gotten progressively worse. This year, he could hardly speak at all. It's beautiful though, to watch Lucy interact with him. They're so much in love. Still joking and laughing even after all that's happened. It's really beautiful to see love like that...

Later, after we drove back to CT, we went out to our annual Japanese dinner. Yes, Japanese food. Why? Because one year we drove home and didn't want to cook and that was the only place open! It's become a tradition now, and we have so much fun. It's also a nice change, I have to say, from all of the Italian food we gorge ourselves on the 2 days before! And I love me some hibachi chicken and rice. Yum! This year we were cracking ourselves up by playing "Telephone". Remember, we have a 6 year old in our family so it's not so weird. But I suspect that we'd play randomly even if she weren't around!

Last, my sisters & I along with my niece played all of the new games that Rye Bread got from Santa. Very fun...I'm glad my funk got gone. :)

I hope that you all had a very happy holiday and that you are all safe and sound. I'm here in CT until at least Saturday night (we're having a party Saturday afternoon!) and am not sure how much I'll be around the computer. Rye Bread will be here in the morning until her mom gets out of work, and we've got a serious date planned. We're playing games. :)

Wednesday, December 24, 2008


The only way to get through a long stressful week is to use humor. Otherwise, you'd go mad thinking about the outcome.

Fusion is so good it should not be drunk during lunch.

"I love my penis" ornaments are pretty much the best decoration ever.

Sharing supper and wine with friends makes my heart happy. Especially when they are filling my apartment with their laughter.

Having one of the ladies I used to support "extol my professional virtues" and seeing that people said that I have "the hospitality gene" makes me proud and very sad all at the same time.

I would like someone to deliver popcorn to my door. Hot, buttery popcorn. Right. To. My. Door. Thankyouverymuch.

I just found out that someone who used to live right across the street from me reads my blog. Also, we rode the T together (when I smelled like beef from the park kitchen!). Weird, huh?

I had an interview on Monday with a dean at a prominent university here in the city. I'm fairly certain I will be offered the job and also fairly certain I will not accept it. When someone touts their own intelligence over 5 times, I'm pretty much turned off. When someone employed by said dean says that he's "very difficult to work for" and "not a fair boss" it pretty much seals the deal. Too I have to start researching life insurance quotes.

I have some really great people in my life. You all know who you are and I love you.

Yesterday's total clementine count was easily up to 7. Thank God they are a lowfat treat!

YoVille is seriously addicting. If you know what I'm talking about, join my crew. You don't even need to play. Just let me know and I'll send you an invite-why? So I can get paid more $ and buy more stuffage! Pwease?

Today I get to do one of my favorite things. Sit in a circle with my family and open one present at a time until each of us is done with our pile. So fun!!

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Toosdae ?'s

Later today I am leaving for CT/NY to spend Christmas with my family. I'm looking forward to it especially this year, honestly, because I'm bored already! This weekend was spent inside almost the entire time because it snowed from Friday-Sunday and I did not want to spend money and as you know, I do not do bored well! Hopefully we won't get into any fights...

1. Growing up, was there one family member that you would "hide" from during the holidays? You know, like the aunt who pinched your cheeks or the uncle who made you sit on his lap? (Ew)

2. Did the economy make affect the amount of gifts you bought this season, or did you purchase the same as usual?

3. Whatever holiday you celebrate, do you dress up on the biggest day of celebration or do you play it casual?

1. You know, growing up I loved seeing everyone-I was the oldest (and only) grandchild for 6 years so I loved seeing the adults every time. Now, as a grown up myself, I do have one relative that I try to avoid whenever possible and usually, I succeed very well.

2. It did not, until last Monday when I heard that I might get laid off on Friday-and then on Friday when I was indeed laid off. Up until that point, I had all of the normal gifts I would usually buy, but after the news, I returned 3 gifts and opted to make homemade presents for those people instead. Which actually, ended up being nicer.

3. On Christmas Eve we celebrate at my Nana's house and we do tend to dress up. Though jeans have emerged in the last few years, they tend to be paired with pretty sweaters or button down shirts. This year I am either wearing a gold smock shirt or something I am hopefully getting for Christmas! :)

Monday, December 22, 2008


So, like...a bazillion days ago my friend Melisa was kind enough to say this about me:

"Mags is extremely talented in the culinary arena (that would be the kitchen, of course)."

Thanks Melisa, and thanks for passing on the Kreativ Blogger Award to me! It's been a while since this here little blog-o-mine has been awarded something, and this one's super pretty.

This award comes with rules.

List 6 things that make you happy
Pass the award on to 6 bloggers.
Link to the blogger who gave you the award.
Link to the blogs receiving the award.
Notify the recipients.

First, 6 Things that make me happy: (In no particular order)
1. Rye Bread. My niece, not the actual bread, though Rye toast IS my favorite and could be on this list.
2. Cool, crisp days with blue skies and wind.
3. Extra sharp cheddar cheese at room temperature.
4. Lazy Sunday's, preferably with someone to cuddle with, but still on the list when lazing the day away alone.
5. When people can't stop eating my food because they like it so much.
6. When people show they care about me.

And now, to pass the award...

1.Lisa is an extremely talented photographer. All of her shots are amazing, but I think that she's got an uncanny talent for capturing people's souls in her people pictures. Check out her Esty shop and buy lots of things. I can personally attest to the quality of the matting and clarity of the photos in person.

2.Lois, besides being a fun gal is oozing creativity. In fact, she just posted a picture of a tea pot she made-something I could NOT do. She is also a fellow foodie, which, you know...I love.

3.Rick is still the coolest person I don't know. His posts are always fascinating and informative at the same time, and he's a very snazzy dresser. That alone, in my mind, makes him creative!

4.Marilyn is a sign maker by trade, so it's a given that she's creative. However, she's also the creator of several lovable clay gnomes! She's got quite a good imagination, and the ability to make her thoughts come to "life".

5.Linda Loo is not only one of the smartest, hardest working people I know, but she's also becoming quite the photographer! If she lived closer I would hire her to photograph my food...

6.Clancy is such a cutie, but that's not why I picked her. I picked Clancy because she's a great mom and recently showcased some of her sewing. I especially love the dresses she's made her little girl. Go check it out!

So, there you go...thanks again Melisa!

Manic Monday: Tree

Be sure to visit Mo over at the Manic Monday Blog, where today's word is tree...

Who would have thunk it that I'd be out of a job on Christmas? Last year at this time, I had just dragged my very own little tree 4 blocks in the snow just so I'd have one in my new apartment. I didn't yet have a TV stand, so my tree sat happily in the corner of my living room in front of the window. Presents spilled out from under it and took up much of the floor space on that side of the room. I had just managed to pay off most of the debt collection agencies

This year I don't have a tree, and I'm pretty bummed out about it. It's not the end of the world, but it IS one thing that really gets me in the spirit and knowing I have to wait another year really stinks. Thankfully I'm going home to CT on Tuesday where my Mom has her tree up. It's not really, but it's got lights, and presents and it's festive all the same.

To take up some time (I'm not good at "bored") and to get me more into the Christmas spirit, I decided on a little craft project. Clementines, those sweet juicy little gems, are usually associated with December and to me, Christmas. This is something I still remember because of Matt. His family used to hoard Clementines during Christmastime. They wouldn't do anything special with them; they'd just have them around for the taking throughout the entire holiday season.

And so, I usually do too.

Yesterday I'm not sure how many I ate, to be honest. My guess is somewhere around 6 or 7. One thing's for sure, I won't get scurvy! :) While scarfing down my first couple of these little Darlings, I remembered something I saw a while back-clementine candle holders! I remembered them being so pretty and so I decided to try my hand at it:

Aren't they just the cutest little things?! I used a paring knife to cute the delicate skin in half and pried it from the flesh. Then I used small cookie cutters to punch a hole in the top half, filled the bottom with a votive and topped it off. Pretty simple!

The original version, if I remember correctly, used the pith of the rind as a wick and olive oil as the fuel. I didn't feel comfortable using a bowl full of olive oil-I just didn't want to add "burning down the apartment building" to my current list of bad luck!

Though making these did not make up for not having a tree, it did bring me joy and I'm enjoying the pretty glow they give off.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Snow Baby

It's harder than you think to act like an adult...and also, why would you want to all of the time anyway?!?!?!

No backyard? No problem! Use your windowsill to make a snowbaby! Just be sure to secure him really are, after all, 5 stories up!

Sadly, I could not get anything to stick to his, I just pretend he's facing our pretty city (even though it's completely out of sight right now!)

Yes, this is what happens when you realize you don't have to go to work for at least a few weeks, you have no money and it's been snowing for 3 days straight. So what?!?!

Happy, Day 2

1. Snow covering my least a foot of it
2. Stepping in at least a foot of snow, knowing I have a warm apartment waiting
3. Making home made Christmas gifts for people I didn't think I could give to
4. Wrapped Christmas gifts, next to my authentic Mexican star-my pseudo holiday lights

Yesterday I tricked myself into being happy. It was a very snowy cold day, so I hunkered down and read in my pj's, played in the snow a bit and napped. I also made some Christmas gifts and wrapped the rest I had.

Finally, I took a nice hot shower and relaxed with a glass of cheap wine. :) Overall, not a bad day at all.

Today is more gray than it was yesterday and a lot windier. The snow is coming down faster than it did too. I can't believe that it really has been snowing for 3 days straight! I love it, and am a tiny bit grateful that I don't have to drive to work tomorrow.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Things That Make Me Happy Today

I didn't dream last night-or at least I don't remember my dreams, which is OK with me. I went to bed early not only because I was tired from Thursday's supper club/drinks at a bar but also because I just wanted yesterday to be over. It wasn't a good day.

There were, however, so many friends who emailed me, called me, facebooked me...all to say how much they will miss me, or how wonderful I am, or to remind me that I'm strong and that I will make it through this. I am truly blessed to have all of you (and those who don't read too) in my life.

Today's a new day (thanks captain obvious!) and when I woke up, I wasn't depressed or hollow or even numb. It might be that it just hasn't really hit me yet, but for now, I'm hoping it's just a sign that I've accepted what happened and am going to be able to just jump right back up and start over. I've already gotten a call from one recruiter and will speak with her on Monday to see what she has. (Do you think I should pick up the best diet pill before then?)

Here are a few things that made me smile today so far:
My Mickey Christmas balls, hung on my curtains instead of my non-existent tree
My real garland, even though I hate the way it loos on the top, it brings a little Christmas to me.
My wine rack, which is full and looks pretty.
My Santa. He's just pretty.

Friday, December 19, 2008

The Ax

It happened at 9:03am. I'm not sure you can get much earlier than that-remember, the later the meeting the better your chance at having a job on Monday....9:03am I got the call to go into my boss's office. It was quick-I didn't feel like talking or sitting around hearing them tell me how sorry they are and that it's not a reflection on me, blah, blah, blah.

I was laid off. I have no job. I will be OK eventually, but right now, it feels pretty scary & I don't know what to do with myself.

I think that I was the 2nd person to go, but the first to clear out my belonging and walk out crying. I saw 3 of my friends on the way out and one hugged me-they others I blew past because I just didn't want to say goodbye.

I loved that job.

PS. I had a sinking feeling this morning when I read today's horoscope:

Upsets in the home or near neighborhood may lead to a sudden decision to move, necessitating a great deal of activity. At this point you might not be quite sure where you're going to be moving to. Organization and discipline are vital at times like this. You might find it helpful to make lists and cross off each task as it's done. Don't panic. This could well turn out to be the best thing that ever happened to you. It might just be your opportunity to buy a few talking watches

Thoughts or Preamble 2

As I sat in my living room and looked around at the people I now consider friends, I was grateful for the small diversion supper club provided. We're all doing the best we can to stay positive-to try to laugh it off and make each other smile. But with every laugh, we secretly cry, and wonder if it'll be us.

And if we're spared, which of our friends will be spared too.

A job is a job. I know this. It's not my life and I will land on my feet, some how, some way. I always do. But it doesn't make it suck any less.

After supper club a few of us went our to a bar for a few drinks. I hate bars, but I was anxious to spend as much time as I could with friends who were employed by the same company I was. I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but for tonight, I hung out with my friends and tried to pretend like everything was going to be OK.

If I had the courage I would tell my friends this:

I've never really felt like I've fit in. Anywhere. When I moved to Boston last year, my hope was that I would expand my horizons, get more involved with life and meet new and exciting people. My first year here was fantastic and I truly enjoyed just being here in a new place and finally having a real social life. But still, I did not truly fit in. It seemed like I was a visitor, just here for the sites and when I was done I'd go back home.

And then I came to work at V&^%$##. Not only did everyone welcome me with open arms, I seemingly found the "Disney World of Boston". Slowly, I started getting to know you and in doing so, I began to feel as though I belonged.

You appreciated me. You accepted me. You wanted to spend time with me. In the short time that I've been here, you've become my friends and more than the paycheck and the security, if I am laid off in the morning, I am going to miss you.

It's just a job. I know. If I am on "the list" it will be devastating at first. But as I hugged you all goodnight I realized that numerically, we all might not return on Monday and that a few of you will move away just as I was starting to get to know you. And that, more than not being able to pay the rent, makes me sad.

I'll miss the world that I've grown to know and love, even as dysfunctional as it can be. I'll miss IM's and meetings and hearing your laughter during snack days or gossiping in the kitchen over breakfast. I'll miss being a part of a firm that make me feel like I belong, even though I am the new girl, and even though you've all known each other for years.

I'll miss what I've grown to love. As I get ready to lay down for bed after way too many drinks, I'll continue to pray that tomorrow we'll all be safe and that on Monday, we'll just have another crazy story to tell at our next supper club.

Thursday, December 18, 2008


As you know, this girl loves a good smelling man. Even if he's butt ugly-if he walks by me and smells like heaven, I'll turn around to look. And as someone who's got a freakishly good sense of smell, I am easily offended by those who smell...odd. My guess is that "the scent of seduction with a hint of flame-broiled meat" would fall into this category.

First of all, what, pray tell, is the precise "scent of seduction"? Cheese is sexy, yes, but I don't think that it makes women want to take their clothes off. And flame-broiled meat? Are they serious? Last I checked, meat is not on the list of aphrodisiacs. Why then, would I want my man to smell like a burger?

Are people actually going to buy this? The answer is probably (and unfortunately) yes. Can you imagine getting stuck in an elevator with someone wearing this "Flame"? Or being shut in an underground train while they're clearing away bodies?

These burger boys could never walk past a dog unharmed and it wouldn't be the dogs fault. Poor Fido would simply think he was getting a tasty flame broiled treat, when in fact, all he'd be getting was a ticket to the pound.

I wonder if they are going to sell it alone or in a package with different options. A #1 would include refreshing cola body wash and a #2 would would come with a "toy". (After all, what's a little seduction without one?)

As you can tell, I feel very strongly about this. In fact, if I ever walk by a man who smells like a burger-flame broiled or not-I will be angry. I might even punch him in the face.

Word on the Street...

I've been saying that a lot today for some reason. I don't know's a weird saying in this day and age. People rarely talk to each other on the street now days and if they do, it's usually to yell at them. Anyway...

Word on the street is, the later your meeting tomorrow, the better your chance of having a job. So, pray that I don't get talked to until late afternoon. That'll mean that I've been spared and that I can still come to work on Monday...

(They will meet with all employees tomorrow, beginning with the ones they are laying off.)

Waiting, waiting, waiting...

I need a drink. Or six.


I started writing this post yesterday but go, um, "sidetracked" when I started searching for a photo to go on the post. See the title? You get the point...


I've dreamed about him before and each time I wake up feeling sad. Or empty. Or vulnerable. And every time, I wonder why he's entered my dreams; I don't make a habit of thinking of him on a daily basis.

In fact, as time goes by, he's in my thoughts less and less...

He's always the same-condescending, manipulative and mean and he always tries to make me feel bad about myself. Sometimes he succeeds, other times not so much but once I wake I am annoyed that he's taken something from me again.

This week, he's visited me every night.

And I think I now know why: I am feeling vulnerable; naked. I am living in a week of uncertainty, wondering whether or not I will be able to pay rent next month, get my medication at an affordable price or to buy food. I am restless and anxious and this is when Jamie was always at his best.

When he could take advantage of my weakness.

Though I am still irked that he visits me like this and that I can not seem to break free of the memories I have, I am happy to recognize why he appears seemingly out of the blue. Now I can work on NOT being vulnerable to him anymore...even though I though I already was immune.

Things here at work are not any better-people are sad and scared and rightfully so. I keep praying over and over in my head to let me be spared but I know that what happens, happens and that I have no control over it. So I am trying to stay positive and productive.

We'll see how that goes...


Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Commis Cap

I know this is petty, but it really annoys me that Ariane on Top Chef insists on wearing a commis cap. Once I graduated from school I pretty much threw those out. You own your own "4 star" restaurant lady. Graduate yourself to a different hat.

Most kitchens I've been in don't use the "proper" chef hats anymore. Lots have gone to baseball caps or bandanna's which is OK to me, though baseball hats tend to be really hot. However, if you insist on wearing a proper hat, at least wear the one you're supposed to!

Commis chefs tend to be younger (in experience) and usually "hop around" the kitchen until they find one that fits. They have to be very flexible and willing and able to learn a lot. It's not a bad thing to be a commis, just...this lady clearly OWNS a restaurant...



The free manicure I got last week to make up for the crappy one I got last month wasn't much better. In fact, it's pretty crappy. I'm not sure why this spa insists on filing down my nails to nothing, but it's rather annoying. I won't go back.

Kindness comes in many forms. I am blessed to have seen a lot of it this past week.

Beer pong is fun, but it's probably more fun when played in your work's office.

When someones father is weird, it only makes sense that his son is weird too..."You're dad probably won't approve of that, huh?"

Having a cut in your nostril isn't fun. At all.

When we got called into the conference room, I didn't think people would get laid off. I just thought it was a cutting costs kind of meeting. Looking around the room, I saw that others thought the same thing. It's not fun to see the faces of people you've grown fond of fall.

I found real live garland on sale for $8 so I bought some and put it up on my arch in my living room. When I was putting lights on it, I got shocked. Literally shocked! It was the weirdest any case, those were my only lights (the rest are in CT) so the garland is plain.

We are still having supper club on Thursday and I couldn't be happier. It would have been sad not to have this "holiday" version of the club, especially knowing that on Friday we might not all work in the same place anymore. :(

The Biggest Loser finales always amaze me. I know that at one point I was almost that tiny but today, it seems so long ago. Maybe I should really get some Lipovox.

I emailed my parents right after "the meeting" on Monday letting them know about Friday. They are the only ones I emailed who have not yet responded in some way. A "It'll be OK" or "I'm sorry to hear that" would have been nice...

I've let my farm go. Mainly because I'm obsessed with decorating my house. *sigh*

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Toosdae ?'s

Again, 1000 times thanks for all of your comments and emails yesterday. It makes my heart smile to know that so many people care about me. I have to admit it though, I am still very scared about what is going to happen. I can't change Friday's outcome though, so I'm trying to focus on what I'll do if I do in fact lose my job...not come up with much right now, but I'm thinking, and I have a few people looking out for me for jobs around the area.

I've decided not to get a Christmas tree this year (which makes me very sad, actually) because I can't afford to waste money (I have to find somewhere to put the toys now that they won't be under the tree!). In any case, here are this weeks questions. Comments are free today, so answer away!

1. You're at a party with an open bar, but you can only choose 1 thing to drink all night. What do you choose?

2. How many drinks does it take to make you silly? How many more does it take to make you stupid?

3. Have you ever returned something to the store after wearing it?

1. As long as I didn't have too much to drink the night before, my drink of choice would be red wine-specifically Pinot Noir because I think it's easy to drink. If, however, I have had too much to drink (gee, do you think I'm a speaking from experience?!) the night before I'd choose ice cold light beer.

2. I usually drink wine, and after about 2 or 3 I start to get silly-after that, I get stupid-but really I just get tired.

3. Yes. The first thing that comes to mind is a dress I wore in 1998 to a dance. It was the dress that cemented my relationship with my ex-husband as I asked him to be my date and he couldn't keep his eyes off of me. It was the first time people knew about our secret relationship (he was my trainer). It cost me $65-I made $9/hour at the time and was VERY broke, so I kept the tags on and was very careful not to spill anything on it.

Monday, December 15, 2008


It was a pretty glum day in the office today after our meeting. Consultants and analysts who usually laugh and joke were moping around with blank looks in their eyes. They make up the bulk of our company, so they really have reason to worry. With them, it really can be anyone-at least I feel I have a very good chance of being one of the people let go. They have no idea, I'd imagine.

I was doing OK when I got home from work though I wasn't by any means feeling at ease. I'm still worried and scared and nervous about what will happen. I know I'll make it through, I know I'm strong and that I will land on my feet like I always do. It's the getting there that's scaring me.

It's strange that I can keep myself together until someone asks me about it. Just after the meeting I was feeling pretty fragile, so I came home to let it out and regroup. Later, a friend of mine (who may also lose her job) came over to see if we were OK. I wasn't and said so. She made a joke but I wasn't up for it. I know I was short with her and later emailed her to say I was sorry-I knew she was just trying to lighten things up and to try to make it better, if even for a few minutes-but as I told her, I needed some time to build my walls. Once they are built, I can joke around and be positive in the face of uncertainty and only those closest to me will see my fear. It's just another side effect of being an adult child of an alcoholic...making things seem like they are perfect when in fact, they are not.

In a way, that's a good thing, I think. It's how I "trick" myself into being positive; trick myself into surviving no matter what. It's my own built in wireless security system
if you will.

Tomorrow's another day, and for now I will try to rest, try to use all of my resources and talents to find other opportunities in case I need them, and search for new ways to further my culinary career.

I just hope that I'll have the choice to take my time...thanks to you all-for calling, emailing and commenting. It's your love and support that reminds me to stay focused and strong, even when I don't want to be.


I'm home for lunch mainly because I did not want to cry in front of all my new friends, even though some of them are likely to be crying too. We just had a meeting with the entire firm, telling us that on Friday 25% of us will be laid off.

I am non-essential, new and likely to be one of the unfortunate ones who will have no place to go next Monday.

I'm scared. I know that people with families should be spared, but what about people who have no one else but themselves to rely on? I have no one to come home to on Friday afternoon and no one to help me pay the bills. It's just me, myself and I and I'm scared that I am about to lose everything I love about my new life.

All of my new friends, my great apartment, food...what am I going to do? I know that some of you are going to tell me to stop being dramatic; that I might not even lose my job. I suppose you are partially right. However the 2 people I support don't even work in our office-they are remote-and one of the barely uses me as it is. The others have been there for years and support higher level partners and if push comes to shove, easily will be able to take on my 2. Yes, I make less than them and that could be looked at as a plus, but really, in this company I'm pretty sure that's not how they'll look at it.

They think they are being nice and respectable by telling us that on Friday we'll lose our jobs, but really, it's just agonizing. Instead, they won't tell us WHO will lose their jobs (they claim not to know yet) just that 25% of us will.

I know it's going to be me and I am so scared I don't know what to do. I've never lost a job in my life and sitting here in my apartment I wonder how I am going to cope. I've contacted my recruiter but I know it's the end of the year and no one really hires now.

Nice of them to let us go right before Christmas. They think they're being nice, I think it's horrible. Looks like I won't be buying at Audemars Piguet anytime soon.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

My Dad's Cooler Than Your Dad

My Dad's company Christmas party was last night and he and a few of his employees got together and played a bit of music for us. They're not "tight" as he said, but for practicing only twice together (for 1 hour each time!) they sound pretty good! My Dad's the guy on the left in the very nice blue argyle sweater (that I got him for his birthday).

He's also the one playing the solo. :)

***I can't get the video to upload*** :( Working on it tomorrow...

Rye Bread is the blond in the sparkly dress dancing up a storm.

They played a few other songs as well and the drummer's wife sang with them for a while too. It was very cool to see my dad up there playing for us all because he loves it and hasn't preformed in a long while...

Friday, December 12, 2008


Forgive me if this doesn't make much sense and if I mess words up-it's right after the party and I've had a lot to drink. A lot. My friend Daniel was so sweet: He told at least 4 people to make sure I went to the unofficial "after party." He knows I'm sort of shy when it comes to being the new girl and so he made sure people would "make" me go. I love that kid.

I went to get my hair done like I said. Unfortunately, I hated it. I brought the photo like I showed you all but instead of looking like Eva, I ended up looking like Martha Washington. Hated it! I played with it for a few minutes and ended up just taking it all out. I re-pinned it up and came up with this:

It's not ideal, but it looked ok and I got TONS of compliments., specifically about my hair. I'm really sad it didn't come out the way I wanted it to though-but I'm happy I was able to re-do it without having to take a shower and going with it straight.

I was invited to the pre-party! I think you know that I've said I am not the "cool girl" and never really have been. People like me, yes...but I've never been completely "in". Well, today I was invited to the pre-party and after I got my hair done I scooted back to the office to have drinks with a bunch of the cool kids. This involved playing beer pong. For the first time in my life, I played beer pong. It was fun, and I was pretty good at it, but I don't really see what the huge hype is. The cool thing about it was that I was a part of it, and felt like part of the crowd.

The theory was that we'd all share a cab to the party from the office. We didn't all fit though, and so a friend of ours drove a few of us to the restaurant. This was OK however we did end up being a little late...not too late to get some food and drinks in us though! Trouble is, there was no actual dinner, and so we were all drinking on pretty much empty stomachs. NO GOOD!!

This is why I'm probably more drunk that I normally would be. (Honestly, I'm eating a hot dog right now b/c I'm starving and didn't eat much all day!)

At the party I hung out with several different groups of friends and manged to get invited to Florida, dinner, someones house for drinks and a party. We'll see how that all pans out when we're all sober, but it made me feel really good that people communicated to me that they wanted me to be around. That was nice-it was much better than fun day earlier in the year.

The after party was kind of lame, honestly. We were all just standing around in a bar drinking while all dressed up...we would dance a little but we were in a small space so it didn't work out too well. This is where I learned that Daniel asked several people to make sure I went. (Still think that's super sweet of him.) In any case, I left about an hour after the after party started and took a cab home. All by myself. :) I know this makes me an uber dork, but I feel very urban and grown up by doing this-though the cabbie was pissed b/c there was a basketball game and he didn't know it and there were way too many people on the road!

I'm totally rambling, huh? I'll read this in the morning and probably have no idea what it says. Again, sorry if it's crazy. Here are a few pictures of the favs!

This is me and my friend Cliff. I told him I was going to beat his girlfriend up so I could have him all to myself. Isn't he cute??

2 other co-workers...the guy is the one who drove us to the party. (PS-He's also coffee boy.) PPS-he wore a velvet jacket to the party which we all rubbed the entire night.

There was another photo uploaded but obviously I did something wrong and it's gone. I shall investigate tomorrow after I've slept off the several bottles of wine I've ingested tonight. I'll probably also fix this post. But for now, enjoy my drunken rambles. :)

PS again, sorry for waking you up cute boy...

**Update: 9:41am, the next day: Amazingly, I have no hangover but I'm starving (probably due to the fact that we did not get dinner last night). This post cracks me up mainly because I don't remember eating a hot dog while I was blogging! I am so tired right now but I have to go get my car (not sure how I'm going to do's still at the office so I'm thinking I have to take a cab.) and also be downtown by 11:30am. It's now 9:45am. Not sure I'll make it...

Hair Model

This is the hair style I'm going for tonight. I absolutely love it, and hope that the hairdresser can get my hair to do this. I purposely did not wash my hair (they say it's best to have an updo with day old hair) so that it'll be easier to work with. Pictures are printed, cash is in hand...cross your fingers it comes out like I want it to!

The weather here is pretty crappy today...Of course I'll have an umbrella, but the walk from the T station to the restaurant is far-ish when dressed up for a party. Hopefully my hair won't get messed up by the wind before everyone gets to see it.

Don't worry, I'll make sure to have my camera with me, and hopefully will get some good shots. I'll also make sure that I have my memory cards clear and batteries charged! Nothing's worse than getting the party and having your batteries die!

Now I'm getting excited-the only thing I'm nervous about now is dancing. I don't like to dance (I think I've mentioned this) mainly b/c of my hyperhydrosis. I'd hate to have my face start sweating profusely in front of all of my coworkers and their dates...maybe by that time, everyone will be drunk and they won't notice...I forgot to put my spray on this week, and am actually hoping that last night's application will be enough to stop this from happening.

Oh well-if it happens, it happens! Only 2.5 hours left and I'm outta here!!

Party Rambles

When my backup alarm went off this morning I thought to myself, "I wish we had the day off today instead of a holiday party." Now, that's not really true-I'm excited about the party, but today was just the kind of day you want to sleep all day. Or stay in bed and snuggle, or read...but I just didn't want to get up.

Obviously, I did.

The good news is that we get out of work early today so that we can all go get "pretty" as the office manager said. I am 99% sure I am going to get my hair done (thanks Clancy!!) and I also have to go find a sale on shoes. I have a pair, but they are from a few years ago and the style is dated. I can get away with them, but I'd really like to look as good as I can-especially because all of the girls here are gorgeous model type things.

I got my nails done last night at the spa that gave me a free manicure b/c I wrote a negative review. The girl I had was very nice and she did a good job on my pedicure, but again, I'm not thrilled with my manicure. It's not bubbly like the last time, but the polish is kind of streaky. It's a dark red color and my thumbs in particular don't look as good as they could. She also filed my nails down really short, which I don't understand. If I go back, I'll stick to pedicures. I might try their massages too, as I was given a $10 off incentive on that. We'll's always relaxing to go to a day spa, no matter the outcome. It's quiet and warm and dim and there is soft music playing...I love it.

I wish I could go to one now.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Scary Hair

So...tonight I tried several times to recreate a specific hair style that I'd like to wear on Friday...and I wasn't very successful. I'm seriously considering getting my hair done. I don't really want to spend money on it, but I really want to look pretty and this will be the only day of the entire year I'll get to dress up fancy. I came up with this 'do and though it's not horrible, it's not exactly what I'd like it to be. I'm afraid I'll panic on Friday and it'll end up in a pony tail!!

A very blurry shot of the upper back-random twists of hair curled to make a long ponytail-ish style.
Top View

Trying to see if the pins show:
Using the timer proved to be the best-it showed this pesky pin!

I didn't take a picture of the front b/c:

1. I had no makeup on
2. I had my glasses on
3. I didn't curl the front so it wouldn't have mattered
4. I didn't feel like it :)

So what's the verdict on this? Should I just suck it up and get it done?

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Flip This!

A few weeks ago an email went around work asking if anyone would like to join the volunteer program here. It's a small group of people (currently 4) who seek out volunteer opportunities in the community and then recruit employees to help. They meet once a month or so to plan. They were looking for only one person to join.

I replied that I wanted to be that person.

Apparently out of the entire firm, only one other person in addition to me replied. This, apparently, was a problem because they only wanted one additional person total. So today, they called us both into the HR office to flip a coin.

The HR manager's first question to the team was, "And why can't you have both?" It was fairly awkward because it was obvious that none of the existing team wanted more than one person extra. Not sure why, but you could tell. Which seems weird because we're talking about helping the any case, the coin was flipped and I lost.

It was very weird being in there with 6 of us flipping a coin over this issue. I didn't get to choose which side of the coin I wanted (I would have chosen heads, which is what came up) and once the "winner" was called they all made jokes about me not beating up the other girl in the bathroom or about whether or not we'd still be friends. I'm not sure why, but that really made me mad.

I'm surprised at how disappointed I am about this. I really did want to be a part of a team here-probably because I'm new and am still trying to carve out my spot in this office. More than that though, I also was looking for something extra to do. The job I have is busy sometimes-but more often than not I'm sitting at my desk waiting for things to do. (What's new, right?) It would have been nice to have something extra on my plate-something more to dig into. And again, I'm not sure why one more person would have been an issue when talking about helping others...oh well.

Apparently Tales does indeed, fail...


My boobies feel good in my new silky purple bra. I love it and for the first time in a long time, I didn't really want to take it off! I could have been persuaded though....

For some reason that song, "I Touch Myself" is in my head.

I'm happy the angels were on my sister's side last night.

It's almost impossible to get past a back ache. Especially when you're sleepy and groggy because you didn't sleep well.

I got a Christmas gift for someone the other night and it ended up being free. It's rung in, so but then taken off as a coupon. I don't know how or why, but I'm glad. ;)

Marshall's is still one of my favorite places to get gifts. Talk about more bang for your buck!

I'm not sure how (or when for that matter) my apartment got to look like a hurricane blew threw it, but it's MESSY.

Though you wouldn't know it by looking at me, I'd always choose kisses over food. Please make a note of it.

I am going to Florida in May. My dad wanted us to drive but I searched for some flights and was able to get us a great deal. He rocks so much that he bought us all a seat. It's been a while since I've seen my old friend Mickey and walked the streets of my happy place. I've already started compiling places I must visit.

If I learn anything from the bazillion diamond commercials that flood our TV's this time of year is that I was gypped out of a good proposal. I mean, really, really gypped.

Tonight I have to play with my hair for the party. I've decided not to wear it up like I did in the pictures I posted before. It's either going to be all up or all down. We'll see how it goes!

It's going to be interesting getting to the party Friday. We're slated to get some sleet and snow Thursday and Friday and I will be taking the T. In a fancy dress. In heals. Should be interesting...

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

Toosdae ?'s

Thanks for all of your comments/emails yesterday about my grouchiness. :) I'm still a little grumpy today but I think that it's because I am sleep deprived. My back is a little better and that'll make a big difference in my day. On a positive note, I love my new underwears. :) After my job this weekend I was able to go out and buy myself some much needed "support" and unmentionables and they are not only pretty, but comfy and new! On that note...

1. What is the most cups of coffee or tea you've had in a single day?

2. If you could go back to school (for free) for one semester to try again, what subject/class would you choose?

3. What is the biggest age difference between you and the youngest person you work with? (Or, if you are the youngest, compare yourself with the oldest).

1. I think the most I've had in a single day was 3 or 4. Honestly, 2 is pushing it for me as it is, so when I have that much, my heart races and I can't keep from fidgeting. I don't sit still without coffee, let alone with all of that in my system!!

2. I would choose history-any period/class. I always had trouble concentrating in history class because it's hard for me to remember dates and battles and generals and...well, you get the point. But now that I'm older, I think my appreciation for it would be greater and I'd be able to absorb the lectures a little better.

3. I don't know for sure, but I think that the youngest person here is 23, which would make me 9 years older than her. *gulp*

Monday, December 08, 2008

Manic Monday: Lights

This is what my neighborhood looks like during Christmas....see the pretty lights?

I'm pretty cranky today. I'm exhausted b/c I didn't sleep well because I have a kink in my back again and my right shoulder is killing me. And also, the complainer here at work started complaining right away. At 9am. On Monday. How does this happen?

I need another!

Sunday, December 07, 2008

Catering Update

Of course I did not take great pictures. I don't know why. Yes, I know I promised I would...I just got too into it and forgot. Sorry!! Here is a little look into the "back stage" portion of the job-my make shift kitchen!

Prep Area

Heating & Plating

Grill, Griddle & Fry Area

The table...minus the mini bread puddings with banana sauce-which by the way, ROCKED!
The final menu was:
Artichoke Rangoon-my famous dip fried in wontons. Talk about AMAZING. Seriously.
Steak & Chimichurri Toasts
Coconut Shrimp with Lime Dipping Sauce-also fantastic
Bombay Sliders-Chicken sliders with cilantro, ginger and cumin. Yummy!
Turkey Cigars-Turkey with spices in Phyllo. It was supposed to be chicken, but I cooked the wrong meat. No worries-it was good.
Brownies (My "To Die For" brownies)
and....the bread puddings.
It was honestly, a pretty lame gig. There were sporadic people and the platters weren't full b/c of it. Everyone who was there loved the food and I gave my cards to the dealership who was involved, so maybe it'll turn into more. But I have to tell you, it's very tiring to cater in CT while I'm in Boston.
Still worth it, but tiring...and also, prepping by myself takes a lot out of me...
You know, I've said this before, but I'd really love to open my own little cafe. With sandwiches and soups and breakfast and stuff with coffee and pastries-and then cater on the side. I could start with platters and expand as I get people to help. I have no brain for business though nor do I have the money to rent space and start a business.
What's a girl to do???

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Apartment Therapy Part 2

I am sure you all remember that this weekend I painted a wall in my living room an Aegean Blue color. It's taken me a little bit to get used to it, but I really do love it. The room feels warmer and more inviting and it feels less like a temporary landing pad.

So there's another room I wanted to paint and I chose a lime-ish green. It's one of my favorite colors (my laptop is that color!) and I've always wanted a bold crazy kitchen. So I threw caution to the wind and said pluck it! Here's the kitchen wall before...

And here is the kitchen wall after. The color, yet again, is not true to life, but you get the idea...

This I love. It's hard to get a really good picture because the kitchen is so small, but it just makes me smile that it's green. I can't wait to cook something!

Now the only other thing I'm thinking of painting is the bottom half of my hallway. It's a chair rail type set up, and I've ALWAYS wanted a chair rail. I'm seriously contemplating it and would like to get this done before my party on the 18th....

As always, I'm struggling with things to put on the wall. I'm only happy with 1 wall of pictures-even my Terra Toscana painting on the blue wall isn't doing it for me now. I want clusters of eclectic pictures all over-but truth be told, that's not really my personality. I like things balanced and streamlined-but I always love the look when I see it. So...I think I'll go to the thrift shop down the street next week to check out their frames to see if I can at least try it. Who knows, I might actually like it in my own house!!


Really? Was that necessary? It didn't prove a thing.

If $1 Million were riding on a game of charades, I would want my sisters with me. I would act out Gingerbread Man. They would be the only ones who'd get it and we'd be rich.

Dear Ms. Complainerpants: I now see my error in confiding in you that one time. I didn't think that it would cause you to use me as your complaining board or that you had so much to complain about. I like you. But it's gotten to the point where I don't talk to you unless you talk first. Maybe you should stop complaining as much as you do...

When working at a front desk you must be invincible. It's the only way to survive.

Apparently white people date differently than black people. This is what I was told yesterday by a friend of mine. I am in no way offended, but I do find it funny that this was said.

I was adopted by a woman in IKEA last night. She was kind of crazy and weird but I loved her! I also love the she swore without abandon to a complete stranger. She made me smile.

What doesn't make me smile is getting roped into another grand scheme only to be the number 16. It was supposed to be 160. That's money NOT in my bank. So much for all of my debt finally being gone and a new bed. Oh, and getting my car fixed. :(

I've wanted a grill pan for a long time now, and Tuesday I found one on clearance for $20. It's a tiny bit scratched on the bottom. Not even on the non-stick part. Silly people!

Someone's been reading my books and it's kind of freaking me out. I checked with the only person it could have been and he said it was not him. (Random brand new books have earmarks on several pages, as if someone read a few chapters at a time.) These are books that came right from the publisher.

If you remember I got a manicure/pedicure for my "anniversary" at a day spa. Well, I was unhappy with the manicure and I got an email asking me to write a review on Citisearch. I did and was honest. About an hour later I got an email from the spa telling me they were sorry and they wanted to give me a free manicure to make up for it! (With a different tech). Yay! Pretty nails (for free) for my party next week!!

I have a Nana and she's hell to buy for. Any ideas as to what I should get her for Christmas?

Does anyone else think that Gina from Down Home with the Neeley's is so annoying you want to poke your eyes out with a dull pencil? He husband rocks and is super cool, but she is annoying!!

I'm going back to the chiropractor today! (I feel better and luckily I don't need a pain pump)

I like to move it, move it.

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Toosdae ?'s

Happy Toosdae everyone! I hope that you are enjoying this week so far, and that this post finds you happy and healthy. If you can, please take a little time out of your day to brighten mine. :)
(Answer questions below)

1. How long did your Thanksgiving leftovers last? Did you make anything creative with them, or just eat them as is?

2. Whatever holiday you celebrate this time of year, what is on the top of your gift wish list?

3. Is there anything that you have not yet done this year that you set out to accomplish before 2009?

1. I didn't have any leftovers because I didn't cook, but I was able to take home enough turkey, stuffing and cranberry sauce to make a sandwich, which was delicious.

2. Well, I really want everything that is on my wish list this year and there are things I need more than others, like the clothes. But I also really want the perfume and the jewelry. And the tripod...I hope my parents got that for me! :)

3. I didn't have anything specific that I had to accomplish per say-I just wanted to enjoy life and for the most part, I feel that I did. I would like to do something fun for New Year's this year, but as of now, I have no plans...gotta work on that.

Ruby Tuesday: Flashing Lights

Sunday night I was walking home from dinner when I saw this:

Apparently a car and a taxi cab collided which resulted in the car ending up on the train tracks blocking the trains progress. I don't believe anyone was hurt because no one, nowhere reported anything that I can find...if it wasn't rainy and cold that night, I would have stayed to watch a bit. I'm curious about how they got the car off of the tracks!

Monday, December 01, 2008

Manic Monday: Shopping

This weeks Manic Monday word is "Shopping" and before I tell you my tale, I'd like to remind you all to go visit Morgen's store The Wren's Nest this shopping season. He just updated the site with fantastic new items.

I've heard lots of people say that anyone who'd shop on "Black Friday" is nuts. Well...I don't really see it that way. Sure, there are crazy people out there who do freak out but I'm not one of them. I know it's going to be crazy. I know that it's going to be crowded and that I will have to wait in lines. But that's ok-because I know what I need to buy and I know that if I find those things, I will make people happy and save myself some money in the process.

This year I only had one goal in mind-I wanted to go to Kohls to find Rye Bread a digital camera. Of course Kohls always has fantastic sales as it is, so I took some time to look around to see if there was anything else I could give as gifts. I ended up not finding anything extra, but I was able to find the LAST digital camera for my little cutie. It's not the exact one I was looking for, but it's actually better and I think she'll really like it.

When I first entered the store the lines were not bad at all...but after my shopping and browsing, the line roped all the way around the store. Yes, all the way around. And all I had was the camera.

And yes, lots of people said to me, "I really hope she likes that!" (She will)

Two things amazed me: 1. The number of people who were shocked that it was busy. Hello! It was Black Friday. Crazy ass deals that last only until 1pm-of COURSE it's going to be busy! Weirdos. 2. The line only took 20 minutes to get through. Talk about great service! I couldn't believe it. I feel bad for the fools who saw the line and ditched their finds because you know the store they went to afterward was just as busy AND they didn't get what they wanted...

Patience. That's the key to Black Friday...that, and having a plan.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Apartment Therapy




The color looks like it's just blue in the picture, but it's not. It's called Aegean Sea, and it's sort of teal-ish blue. I love it. I want to do something more on the wall but I'm not sure what. I also want to get that stuff off of the floor or make it look better, but I don't know how. We'll see.

I also bought a lime-ish green color for the kitchen. It's bold, but it's my favorite color and I've always wanted a kitchen that color. So, one wall will be that color. The last thing I'll paint for now is the bottom of the chair rail in the hallway. That'll be just a brownish color, just to make it more defined. We'll see...

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Hair Choices

Thanks to your help, I decided on this dress for the holiday party (actually, 2 holiday parties) I am going to in a couple of weeks. It looks pretty good on me and I have a black cover up thingy to go over it. I'm satisfied with the way I look in it. I bought earrings and I think I have black strappy sandals to wear too...But I have to figure out how to wear my hair.

My sister helped me on Thanksgiving and thinks I should wear it like this:

The curls would hopefully be a little more curly and the poofy top wouldn't be lopsided or have the crease it does below.
I don't want to wear my hair down because I do that at work everyday and I do blow dry and curl my hair, so it would look the same. I hardly ever wear it up and wouldn't know what to do if it was all this was the suggestion. What do you think? Should I wear it up like this or just curl it a little more than usual and keep it down?

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

The 2nd Ugliest Cake I've Ever Made...

Otherwise known as, "Dad's Birthday Cake". . .

I ran out of frosting so I couldn't pipe borders and decoration which made the cake seem kind of lame. As I was going through my kit I noticed the clown heads and balloons left over from a cake I made a long time ago-and I had blue and green decorators frosting I decided to make him a little clown.

Ugly. But not plain. But...not a guitar cake either! Oh well... tastes freakin' awesome...chocolate cake with chocolate cream cheese frosting. Yum.