Saturday, April 10, 2010

Oh Yeah...

Based on my stats, I'm guessing you are a tiny bit anxious to know how tonight went...

Well, it was fantastic and wonderful and almost everything I wanted it to be. The almost part is OK too because next time it will be what I want it to be. :) I just got home-7 hours of constant talking and laughing, teasing and joking...sharing an umbrella walking around...and let me just say, he's HOT. I remembered that he was cute but looking at him tonight-man...he's probably the hottest person I could possibly end up dating.

And we're going to the game next week. :) Talk about taking baseball back!!

*sigh* I am going to dream about the cute boy I just spent the evening with...and who kissed my head when we hugged. :) :) :)

*sigh*

Friday, April 09, 2010

Parrot Bay

It's hard to see, but this is the sketch for Rye Bread's birthday cake. It'll be on a 3 tier cake stand with the top being a(n) life size parrot. The second level will be the cake we'll actually eat (thought the bird will be eatable too). It'll be a round cake that is made to look like a Hawaiian beach. It'll have a palm tree, sand, water and a tiki hut (I hope.) The 3rd tier will most likely be cupcakes-perhaps miniature ones-made to look like Hawaiian flowers. In between the stand I might put some greenery to fill it in and to make it look more tropical. I'm not sure yet though. We'll see.

I hope that this works out. I hate disappointing Rye Bread and I love the challenge of making each cake better. I love hearing her brag at her parties that I made the cake and that I'm a "cook". I hope that when she's older she'll remember how much love I put into these cakes and that maybe one day she'll try to do the same for someone she loves half as much as I love her.

Of course, I'll show you all the final product.

Five on Friday

Yesterday I was pouring myself coffee at work and for some reason, out of the blue, I started singing "I'm a little teapot". In my head, so it's OK. (Right?) I chuckled to myself and remembered the time I was singing it on the front porch in our house in NY and my Aunt Sue came by with a baton. She wouldn't let me use it and so I hit her with it...and bent it! (I think she made fun of me for acting out the song. Which totally means it wasn't my fault. :)

Yeah-the only thing this little story has in common with this post is that it reminds me of stories of when I was little (or at least younger)...enjoy! (And go see Trav, and play! Go on, there are no real rules, just guidelines.)


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Thursday, April 08, 2010

He Is Who He Says He Is

Well...I now know B1's last name. It ends in a vowel...

When I was in college my good friend took me home for the weekend. While talking about boys with her mother, she told us to never marry a man who's name ends in a vowel. It's kind of always in the back of my head (as a joke) whenever I find out someone's name. His name, in fact, is mostly vowels!

And let's not forget that I did marry a man who's name ended in a vowel-and you all know how that ended!! LOL...

We chatting this afternoon for a bit about where we'd like to go. I told him that he gave me a hard job because that area he picked was a very large area. He said that he thought there would be places I'd like to try and that's why he left it up to me. I'm skeptical-but if it's true, OK. He provided me with his email address and asked that I send him a few of my top picks and then he'd email me back with his choices. I did, and he did, and we've narrowed it down to two.

I'm supposed to pick which one, which I'm OK with.

One (the one he chose first) is very nice looking. The food is fancier, it's more expensive and it's probably more romantic. It seems like a natural choice only it's far away from mostly everything. If we choose to extend our time together, we'd have to drive. Which is OK, but could also be weird.

The next one is a Mexican place (both of us love Mexican food). It's small and cute but not very date-like. The plus side is that it's within walking distance to a major square in that town where I often go out with friends. It's a bustling area and we'd have lots of choices if we wanted to be together longer. He also noted that there is a lot of tequila there. I'm not sure what that means! LOL!

Which one would you choose?

I go back and forth-when we talk, I feel like it'll be a date. When we email or text I sometimes feel like it won't be. I'm trying to be confident and to say that yes, it is a date but it's hard for me. Though I've had a few dates since September, this is the first guy I've actually liked. So it's a little riskier. I'm trying my best-and praying that he really likes me as much as I like him. It'd be really nice if he ended up being my for real, out in the open, doesn't care if people know we know each other boyfriend.

Wednesday, April 07, 2010

Randomivity


I was given the responsibility of choosing the location of the date. I hate this. Boys-if you're listening, don't do this. At least not on a first date. I've had several people make me do this and it sucks.

Tonight is laundry night. This is exciting to me because I can do this mid-week now that I am not cooking. That means that the laundry mat will not be crowded.

I wonder if B1 remembers what I look like. Or if he realizes he can see my profile from the group event site. I don't think he is that interested. We'll see.

People are yelling at me to stop 2nd guessing things. But if you stop to think about it, I have many, many reasons to feel this way.

I second guess everything now. Thanks to him.

I still love baseball, but so far it's been weird to watch it. I can't explain that any further, but I have to take it back.

I worry about bumping into him at games. I shouldn't have to feel that way.

Not being able to exercise is driving me batty. I step on the scale and see no changes-it's disturbing.

I love it when meetings somehow acquire more people than they originally had and no one tells me-and therefore they all have to cram into the space I set up.

It's fun to drink wine at work.

I anticipate my left butt cheek being very strong by the time my leg is healed.

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

Toosdae ?'s


Good morning! I hope you all woke up refreshed and invigorated and ready to answer this weeks questions. :) To update you: My knee still hurts but it's getting better, I am wearing my "skinnier" pants today for the first time, and I believe my date is on Friday but I'm firming up those plans today. AND the sun is shining and we have a big event on campus today...and that, my friends, is all...


1. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? How close to that did you come?

2. Did your caretakers have a set disciplinary tool to use if you were bad? (Example: The "naughty step/chair") Did they use it on you often?

3. Did you have any weird food "restrictions" (Example: Food can't touch each other or nothing green on the plate) when you were little? If yes, what were they, if no, did you have anything that you HAD to have?

My answers:
1. There were several things I wanted to be-mainly a teacher and a chef. I started out in college as a double major with elementary education being one of the courses of study, but once I got to student teaching, I hated it. And as you know, I am now a certified chef! It took me 30 years, but I did it!

2. Nope. In fact, I didn't even really have a curfew and I think I was only "grounded" once. The only reason that happened is because another parent knew about the "bad" thing I did (it wasn't even bad) and so my mother had to make it look like she punished me.

3. Not that I can remember. I grew up liking most foods (though I hated spaghetti with clam sauce-it was a staple in our house) and tried a lot of different things. I did, however, love apple juice-to the point where I drank it so much then, that I hate it now!!

Monday, April 05, 2010

Nothing Much 2Day

I really don't have much to say today...this weekend I was in Connecticut and visited with my good friend Robin.  It's always fun catching up with her.  Sadly, since I moved to Boston we don't do it as often as we used to.  Still, it's great to see her and catch up over dinner and drinks.  Saturday I was woken up by my niece Rye Bread, which is always fun and interesting.  My parents took us out to breakfast and then we played a bit and sat in the sun for a little while.  One of my cousins who we reconnected with this summer at the family reunion was in town for Easter and asked if he could stop by.  He's a little older than I am (which is nice, because 99% of my cousins are younger than I am) and we don't know a lot about him because we lost touch.  Thanks to the reunion and Facebook though, we've been chatting and it was great to see him.  I'm glad he called me and glad we reconnected.

My knee is still messed up.  Though it doesn't hurt to walk on it much anymore it's still swollen and doesn't bend.  I'm limping and feel about 80 years old and am tired when I walk across campus at the end of the day.  I'm bummed because I can't go to the gym until it gets better.  I'm hoping that I won't be limping on Thursday or Friday when I go out with B1.

I was so tired yesterday that I was actually worried I'd fall asleep while driving back home to MA.  I stopped twice just to stretch and to get coffee and obviously was OK, but it worried me.  I was so excited to watch the Opening Day Ceremonies and the game-but I could only stay up until the 5th inning.  I missed the best parts!!  But waking up to a win is always a good thing...have I mentioned how much I love when it's baseball season?  1 week from Friday I have my first game and I can not wait!!!

Well my lovelies, I'm sorry I have nothing interesting to report.  I'll be back tomorrow with Toosdae ?'s as usual.  I hope all of my New England friends enjoy the weather today!