Thursday, January 31, 2008
That being said, I will not be taking calls between 7:50 and 10:15 (I'm talking to you Jan) so don't bother. I watched the repeat of last seasons finale last night and it made me all giddy with excitement for it to come back. I hope they don't suck it down the drain by crapping it all up. It was good, then it was kinda okay, then it was boring, then it was good again and then it got REALLY good so where are we going from here? Make me proud Lost.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Well, we are mailing our paperwork tomorrow. FOR REAL. We got back our medical papers and Jeff's bringing home a big ol' yellow mailing envelope for it all. I'm thinking we can expect a call within a week or two from our social worker to set up our home study schedule. Yowza! It's weird because it's been such a looooooong process to get to this point and now we're like "HOLY CRAP WE'RE GONNA PARENT SOMETHING!" We go back and forth from terror to excitement pretty regularly, which I'm told from my friends with kids, will continue to happen henceforth. Wonderful!
Now that our plans are actually moving in a forward progression, I've been faux-shopping for the nursery. I'm not into that cutesy crap like ducks and bunnies but I can't afford the pretentiously overpriced "modern nursery bedding" (um yeah, $350 for crib sheets. Who does that?) so I'm trying to find a happy medium. I found this set at Target. So far, I like it a lot.
It's still pretty cutesy but I think I can work with it. Punk it up a bit. I know, I know, I'm getting ahead of myself but it's fun so get off my back.
Monday, January 28, 2008
Instead, here's a picture of a mole rat:
If you look closely, it has something in its teefs.
Friday, January 25, 2008
I know that earlier I PROMISED I would have the paperwork out the door today but I lied. We have to wait for our blood test results to come back, which should be next week, and THEN it's going out. Totally. It didn't dawn on me that we would have to wait. Duh. I thought about sending in some of it but then that's silly because they need it all anyway so why do it in pieces but who knows, I might get a bug up my butt and just get the stuff I have ready in the mail. I am a mystery.
I did have a cool thing happen yesterday at school. If you recall from some of my earlier posts, I was in a campus PR group last semester. I resisted going back because I didn't need the credits and I wanted to leave some free time to do cakes, but I found out yesterday that I can take the class as a mentor AND I get paid AND I get the use of my own personal Macbook Pro. The laptop and the $8.95/hr to "mentor" students that are only a semester behind me was just too good to pass up. What the hell am I supposed to mentor them about? Who knows. This'll be a good trial run for me since I'll need to buy a laptop soon and I'm torn between spending way too much on a Mac that looks really cool but doesn't have as much on it or a Dell that still looks kinda cool but not AS cool but has way more memory and all that other crap. I hear stuck-up designers say "oh, I only buy Mac's because I just love good design", which sorta makes you feel like if you are also a designer and you opt for something more practical, like a Dell, that you are somehow a suckier designer and clearly have no knowledge or concept of what's cool and hip. I stopped being cool and hip a few years ago and now I chase kids off my lawn with my cane. It's going to be like an experiment. SCIENCE!
Have a sooper dooper weekend. I'm going to high tea on Sunday for a baby shower and I'm going to wear my lady clothes. And gloves. And maybe a jaunty hat. Okay, maybe not the hat but totally still the gloves.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Okay. *steps off soapbox* I'm done. Thank you for your time.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
(The picture is from VH1's site for full disclosure) It isn't the best angle but all the other pictures had her naked or something. She is just not pleasant to look at. Look at those lips for chrissakes! Anyway, they had a great time, blah, blah, blah and the other girls were waiting back at the house for Bret in their underwear.
-Inna found out that Sara is there on a dare and spent the whole time scheming to make sure Bret knows this. She tells Aubrey who in turn tells Bret who I guess is pissed. Blah, Blah, Blah, they all get drunk, VIP girls go to bed, Bret's mad and parties with the other girls and then he tells them to tell the VIP girls that they are having an old school dance-off the next day.
- Inna and Angelique organize the dance-off and Daisy, Courtney and someone else won the dance off. Seriously, am I THAT old or is it weird to everyone else that they didn't how to do the worm or the running man? I mean, come on! The winners got VIP passes so they can bust in on any chick having alone time with Bret.
-At the elimination, Bret called Sara out and asked her if she was there on a dare and she said no, that her words were taken out of context. How can you take "I'm here on a dare" out of context? Oh well. She got the boot right away, along with Korie, Nikki and someone else I can't remember. I already erased this episode from my Tivo so I'm going on memory. Everyone is still shocked that Angelique is still there since she looks like she was born a man, but she's a bonafide porn star so OF COURSE she's staying. She's also the first one to whip out the girls in any competition.
Supposedly next week something happens with Kristy Joe, who I think is really pretty but she is a pill and needs to go home. How can she be so disgusted by the skanks on this show when you're right there along with them?? Why is she there? Did she think it's Rock of Love with Michael Buble or something? She and Ambre will probably go next week.
That's it. That's all I can remember. It's probably in the wrong order of events but if that's such a big deal then watch it yourself.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Anyway, I got a little anxious that we need to get furniture and names and doctors and EVERYTHING and then Jeff was like "um yeah, we have like 10 more months AT LEAST to wait. Simmer down." BOO! You see, the suckiest part of this is that you have to WAIT FOREVER. It takes about the same amount of time to adopt a baby as it does to gestate an elephant*, which isn't fun and I am not a patient woman. I attempt patience but I usually fail and end up getting all antsy and gripey. BUT, we are making forward progress so that's about all I can ask for now and I'm sure that things will start to happen and then I'll be like WAIT, I'M NOT READY!!!! so there really is no pleasing me.
* this has no basis in fact. I didn't even bother to google it but it sounds like it could be true, right? I mean, elephants are BIG and it probably takes a while to get it all ready to come out so it's probably at least CLOSE to being true. Yeah, probably not.
It has these fantastic pictures of Liberace in various outfits and he tells you how to incorporate say, a gold lame suit or your personal monkey into your daily life. Liberace is very wise and can clearly rock both a spangly western look AND conservative argyle. You go, Liberace.
I also got a request to do a birthday cake for my friend RS and I'm excited to get to design a cake for someone other than me or Jeff. I'm also doing a birthday cake for Liz's daughter and both cakes are for March birthdays so I'll be busy! Jeff has decided that he also wants a fancy birthday cake for his April birthday. AND I'm possibly doing a baby shower cake for my neighbor. Of course, all of this paralyzes me with fear but I'm trying to get past that. I'm going to be testing out a few new cake recipes so if anyone is interested in being my taste-tester, please let me know. I've eaten cake off the floor so I'm probably a bad judge.
UPDATE: A few things I forgot to mention:
-to Gwen, I'm SO SORRY we left without saying goodbye to you Saturday. It was crowded and we kept getting held up and when we left I realized I didn't say bye. Not cool.
-to Melissa, I ALSO negliected to stop and show your husband my nose piercing. Again, we kept getting held up and I was distracted. That is not unusual. I still think you should ABSOLUTELY get your nose pierced because it will look darling on you.
Friday, January 18, 2008
After that I went into "the loop", which, for those readers not from here (oh hell, they're aren't any, right?), is an area filled with pretentious hipsters and people that wish they were as cool as they think they are, along with some shops, restaurants, bars, etc. I wanted to finally get my nose piercing fixed because I'm sick of the silver dangler that keeps poking out so I went to the tattoo parlor and this very nice young man took it out and bent it so it would lay better and only charged me $8 to do so. So far so good, but if it comes out again I'll have to buy something new to shove in there. The good part is that it's totally healed and I felt nothing when he took it out and put it back in. I was thisclose to buying a wee-tiny little hoop to replace the stud but I was afraid I would look like a tribesman and then I'd have to get a matching lip plate and those don't seem very flattering. I'm still intrigued by it, though and you never know with me. The best part is that it's cold out so my nose is runny and I kept apologizing to the piercer guy and he was like "hey, don't worry about it, I don't see any chunks so it's fine." I almost peed myself.
I think I hit a new record at school today. My 3hr20 minutes class lasted 8 MINUTES today. We were informed that the college is keeping enrollment open until next week so they requested that the instructors not give out massive projects yet. Thanks school, but I'm kinda itchin' to do SOMETHING so get it together. I did get my first graphic design project yesterday and it's designing a theater poster. We got a list of show options but I went off the board and requested "Cabaret", which is my favorite production. I'm still working out some ideas but I think this'll be a good one. Or a giant pile of crap, but we'll see how that goes.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow because we're going out for my friend T-Rav's 30th birthday. I'm usually the baby of the group since most of my friends are 5+ yrs. older than me so bless her sweet little heart for being younger. We shall dine on mexican food (sorry, weight watchers) and dance to some funk and a good time will be had by all and HENCEFORTH SO IT SHALL BE.
Have an awesome weekend and try to keep your nipples on.
*the title has NOTHING to do with my post but I'm listening to the 80's on 8 and it just came on so I thought I'd share.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Well, today, while perusing www.gofugyourself.com, which I read daily and love, one of the "fug girls" mentioned something about the soap opera Passions and how she was sad it was over and I was like "Wait fug girl! Direct TV bought Passions from NBC and plays new episodes!" For some reason I felt compelled to email her/them and let them know. I sent a very short email and about 5 minutes later, I GOT A RESPONSE! The one that emailed me, Jessica, thanked me for looking out for her and it was nice. Then I sent one back telling her that they recently filmed Passions as a really cheesetacularMexican telenova and just when I didn't think the show could get any more ridiculous, IT DID! They all looked like Casa Gallardo employees circa 1993 and it was just awful. Well, I got another email back informing me that she not only HAS DirectTV but that she also gets soap magazines so she is aware, and that Direct TV is ALSO cancelling Passions now for a second time. I did not know this. It wasn't really a mad email or anything but I just got the feeling that she didn't want to deal with me anymore so I just left it and now I feel like a ginormous dork and I shouldn't have emailed her back because she is I'm sure, very busy. It isn't like I will ever meet her or anything but I still feel stupid. I'm not emailing famous people (or slightly famous to a certain group of people) or "famous bloggers" anymore. Let this be a lesson!
Today, my faulty memory has struck again. I swear. I can't remember ANYTHING. I carry a sketchbook around because when I get an idea or something, if I don't write it down immediately, then poof, it's gone. Anyway, I had gone to class and decided to swing by the grocery store on the way home and while I was perusing the canned tuna I felt my phone vibrating. I grabbed it and it said 2 missed calls so I looked and it was my friend Liz. I called her back and she was like "Um hi, did you remember that we were coming by today? I'm sitting in front of your house." HOLY CRAP! Obviously, I had completely forgotten that she was coming by so I threw my stuff down the conveyor belt, checked out and sped home. She thought it was hilarious because this is something that either one of us would be prone to doing. I got home and then realized, as I'm welcoming her and her daughter in, that the house was mysteriously cold. Like really cold. Like "hey Liz, you might want to keep your coat on" cold. I checked the thermostat and the little thingy was buried below the 60 degree mark so I called Jeff and he had to come home to "fix" it. I have no idea what he did and neither does he but he just started jiggling things and unplugging some wires and replugging them and somehow it kicked back on. We had our furnace go out one night a few years ago and we had to sleep in our winter coats, hats and gloves. It was like camping but we were in our own freaking bed. We thought it would be a BRILLIANT idea to turn the oven on and try to warm up the house but Jeff didn't check it first and I had stored a big pyrex baking pan in it and when I told him, he grabbed it out and went and threw it in the snow where it promptly shattered in a million little blue pieces. To this day neither of us know why he threw it in the snow but it seemed like a good idea at the time. Thankfully it didn't get to that today because it's supposed to get COLDER in the next few days and we would've been screwed.
We sat and looked through some cake books today and Liz helped energize me to want to make another cake. Her other daughter's birthday is in March so I think I'm going to make her a fancy cake. It should be fun to do because Liz is fun and she'll want something crazy.
Monday, January 14, 2008
We shall see. That is all.
I've decided to start a weekly chat about VH1's "Rock of Love" since it premiered last night. I watched the first season and if you're unfamiliar, it's a bunch of skankily dressed "ladies" (I use the term loosely) vying for the love and attention of washed-up 80's rocker, Bret Michaels. A rock version of The Bachelor, if you will but with nastier chicks. You can imagine the level of class and dignity that this presents us, the viewer. Well, last season Bret chose cute punk-lite chick Jess over the over-processed and trash-tastic Heather. Heather was TOTALLY in love with him because that's what strippers go for but he went with Jess (don't know why) and it lasted about 6 minutes until she came to her senses and realized she was dating a has-been rock star and dumped him. Or so they say. Anyway, Bret's giving it another chance and we were introduced to his bevy of beauties ( I also use that term loosely) last night. They were your typical trashy stripper-types with a few loose canon's thrown in for good measure. One girl spent the entire time boozing it up and ended up passing out before she even met Bret. Needless to say, she went home. Most of the girls he picked were REALLY plastic looking and icky but a few were pretty and seemed relatively normal so of course they'll be gone soon. One girl had so much plastic surgery that she looked like a wax statue of a deer head attached to a hooker's body and it was making me want to barf. I don't get all the face-lifting and botoxing and lip-plumping and all that crap. Work with what 'cha got, I say. Most women look better before they start messing with all that crap. I don't know one single guy who likes that look and I am convinced that men who DO like it are cheese-asses anyway. To each his own I suppose. There were two ladies that were of the more mature variety and he chose them both so I gotta give him props for that. One lady was 45 and looked like she'd been around the block a few times but in a classy kinda way. Over all I think this is going to be a really good season based on the previews. I'll do a recap on Mondays and I'll try to find some pictures of these ladies so you can get the full experience.
Happy Monday y'all.
Friday, January 11, 2008
I love me some half-pint.
Tonight is girl's night at my friend Liz's house. She has Rock Band, which is like Guitar Hero but with the WHOLE BAND so clearly we shall rock out tonight because we rule. We are also going to eat many foods that are decidedly not on my diet including vodka so I will have to pay for that at a later date. I'm excited because it's just us girls and we can act a fool and no one cares.
On the adoption front, I got a call from our new St. Louis-based social worker yesterday and she's super nice and I'm excited to meet her. It looks like we will start our home study visits in just a few weeks and then we will just have to wait for our referral! It's pretty exciting because there's SO much waiting around with this adoption stuff and there's no growing belly to use as a guide so these little bits and pieces are all we got.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
This also means that I have only 3 days left of my winter break and next week I start back to school. I should be excited because I'm just 16 weeks away from my degree but I'm kinda just "meh" about it. I MIGHT want to be a cake decorator more than I want to be a graphic designer but I suppose I'll just have to take whatever I can get when the time comes, right? I think I'd rather just win the publisher's clearinghouse sweepstakes and get $5k/week for life. That would be SWEET! I could open a little cake shop and not care if I didn't make a dime (which sadly is how most of my business ventures turn out minus the $5k/week for life) and just be a happy little baker but NOOOOOOO, I have to go get a REAL job because of stupid things like bills. Maybe I will open a cake shop and make MILLIONS!!!! Yeah, probably not. Anyways, I'm going to enjoy my last 3 days of freedom by re-upholstering some stools because that's how I roll.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
So, let's see what we've got here:
mental breakdown - check
defiantly refuses medical help - check
goes on romantic getaway with slimy pap - check
returns to LA to continue driving around for attention - check
tries desperately to get her children back - oh no sorry, no check
courts paps and brings them home with her - check
Well done Brit! I wonder how much longer this is going to go on for? I am beginning to think that maybe she isn't bi-polar but just has a major case of "spoiled-brat-look-at-me syndrome". I'm no doctor so that is purely speculation. I hate to devote any precious blog space to this girl but it's quite fascinating, really.
Monday, January 7, 2008
Jeff and I were hanging out yesterday morning and found Pop-Up Videos had returned to VH1 Classics and we got sucked in. They showed a bunch of 80's videos and one of them was Thomas Dolby's "She Blinded Me With Science" and we both realized that Thomas Dolby is a dead ringer for Alton Brown. Seriously, look at them. They are the same person. It's totally freaky and then when we watched Iron Chef America last night, which on a side note featured a judge named Andrew somethingorother and he was about the most delicious thing on the show and my sister called during it just to see if we were also watching so I would see the hot judge and I was like "Hell yeah, I see him" and we decided he was GORGEOUS and we loved him, but anyway Alton Brown is the announcer and it made us yell out "Hey, it's Thomas Dolby" and "SCIENCE!" and then we laughed. We found another celeb doppelganger on DIY Network. I have no idea what his name is but he has a show called Wood Works and it's REALLY dry and boring but we like to watch it because I find it soothing for some reason but that's not important, the point is that he looks EXACTLY like Paul Rudd, who I have loved since "Clueless" and who I would run up and hug if I ever saw him in real life. Not really because then I would be a crazy lady and get arrested but I still love him and would at least stare intently if I saw him in person. It is impossible to watch Wood Works without constantly remarking "Jesus, he looks EXACTLY like Paul Rudd!" Well, that's what we do anyway. I've been trying to think of other celeb doppelgangers so if you can think of any, let me know.
I trust you all had a nice weekend. We spent the weekend getting our house put back together. We now have an actual dining room with a table and chairs and a guest bedroom that you can enter without having to catapult yourself over piles of cake decorating supplies and random boxes of crap. I'm sorta sad it's over but Jeff reminded me that it ISN'T over, just the parts that I liked doing are over. The basement is atrocious and needs to be cleaned out but I know for a fact that there are boxes down there that I moved in here 6 years ago that I've never opened so lord know what we'll find once we start digging. Jeff was so kind as to build shelves all over the place so we could be organized but that only lasted about 3 months on my side and now you have to step over 3 boxes, an old piece of laminate countertop and 7 buckets of paint to get to the shelves so that plan didn't really work. I promised him that I would start to go through all my stuff and prepare for the Great Basement Cleanout of 2008 but I don't think that's going to happen just yet. I need to ease into that one.
Here's a few photos of how things turned out upstairs:
I know it still looks a bit barren but I have 13 pieces of art going on the walls. Well, they're going up as soon as I can get them finished. I'm working on 4 of them at the same time so I hope to have them hung by this weekend. Jeff is going to begin installing the lighting which will also jazz it up quite a bit more. I'm pretty proud of how it all turned out. We wanted it to look kinda mod and kinda quirky because that's how we are. Well, we think we are anyway.
Friday, January 4, 2008
UPDATE: Thanks LM for your insight. How 'bouts I make you a cake for payment, mmkay?
Seriously though, the girl has some mental problems and clearly has spiraled out of control but I can't feel THAT sorry for her when she's driving herself around Los Angeles constantly so she can make sure she gets her picture taken ALL THE TIME and then she's all romantic with the paps (gross) and basically creating her own Circus of Amazement and Wonder! I guess she wanted the attention back from her knocked-up teenage sister. OH SNAP! I keed, I keed (kinda). Anyway, celebrities are so weird and I don't feel sorry for them because they make bajillions of dollars and get free crap all the time just to stand there and look pretty but they want us to feel sorry when their privacy is invaded. Sorry folks, you stop putting yourself in the spotlight and I'll stop reading about your shenanigans. Easy peasy.
UPDATE: I just read that "supposedly" Brit Brit was NOT on drugs (yeah, sure she wasn't) and that this breakdown was totally mental and that she hadn't slept or eaten in 4 days and that she was laughing hysterically on the gurney and they had to strap her down.
oh boy. She was gooped up on the gop.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
I just found this picture from Christmas. This is my sister's dog Pete. While we were in the throws of opening presents, Pete apparently grew tired of us and fell asleep under a pile of wrapping paper. I like to think she's shunning us in her own dog way but DANG is she cute!
Have a great day.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Anyhoo, back to new year's eve (damn you inner Oprah, SHUT UP ALREADY). First off, I would like to say that yes, we are lame. Secondly, not only are we lame but I stopped caring about making new year's eve a SUPER SPECTACULAR CELEBRATION about 6 years ago so being lame does not bother me. We used to go out on the town but at this point, neither of us really want to deal with the crowds or the effort of going out (LAY-Z!). We threaten to do it every year but we usually end up at my sister's house, which is where we were this year. Again. That being said, I had a loverly time. My sister and I played dual guitar hero for a couple hours, we ate massive amounts of food including some shrimp and crab legs that were so freaking huge that if I encountered either in the open ocean I would probably have a heart attack and die right there. Seriously, the shrimp were like lobster tails and the crab legs were as big as my arm. WHAT THE HELL DO THEY FEED THESE THINGS? BABIES?! Anyway, we stuffed ourselves and then plopped down on the couch and watched The Simpson's movie. At some point, my brother in law walked in to the room and said "does anyone care that it's 2 minutes till midnight?" We looked at each other and kinda went "meh." Then we heard fireworks galore and went outside, basked in the display, wished each other happy new year and then resumed our positions on the couch. That's pretty much it. Oh yeah, I also made cinnamon rolls. Mmmmm.
On another note, we had a major highway shutdown happen today (in case you stumbled upon this blog from somewhere else) and while it's clearly a huge pain in the nuts, do I need to sit through 3 HOURS of highway shutdown news coverage?? I mean really? REALLY? They had reporters stationed all over the place today and there was NO TRAFFIC. It's a freaking holiday week, people! Show us the extended coverage on Monday when everything goes back to normal and that's when we'll see the log jam! The shutdown begins about 3 miles from my house and extends 5 miles west through the middle of the city and county. You would think, thanks to the EXTENSIVE news coverage, that every road in St. Louis was shut down and you'd better just go ahead and quit your job now because there's now way you'll be able to get to work! Jeepers. Thankfully neither of us have to take the highway to work or school, so suck it closure.