Saturday, February 25, 2006
It Was The Best!
My birthday was the whole week long. Not kidding. Hubby had to work on the day of my birthday, but he was off Monday and Tuesday. We ended up celebrating both days. So fun! Much shopping was accomplished. And I had to shop. Had to. How can a girl go to Australia and not have new stuff to take? Exactly. Had to shop.
Then, C-Los and her roomie took me out on Wednesday night for drinkys. Did I mention that the reason they couldn't come out on Thursday was because they were going to a Coldplay concert? Did I mention that if I didn't have such a forgiving spirit I would still be seething over this? Did I mention that it helped me get over this fact a LOT when they bought me copious martinis? Oh, okay. So you guys are forgiven. I guess.
Then, Thursday afternoon I met my parents for lunch at The Cheesecake Factory. Love The Cheesecake Factory. Yum yum yummy. And then I let them drag me up to Sephora. And then I let them buy me some lip stuff. And my mom? Who rocks my world? Sacrificed her oh so awesome fake clamshell Louis Vuitton purse that I have drooled and drooled over. And then drooled some more. Thank you so much!
Oh! And Thursday I really got to test out my new Razr, because everyone was calling me! It was so fun!
And then, Thursday night me and the girls went out to a bar in Broad Ripple. We had some drinks, and shot some pool. It was really a good time. I think that's all I remember about that night. (I am so kidding.)
Then I had yesterday off from birthday celebrations. Come on, I needed a break! But today is my Grandma's birthday, and so I am going to go help her celebrate. And it will be my first official piece of birthday cake, because somehow in a week's worth of celebrations we couldn't manage to find the time to get me a cake.
Yay birthdays!
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Birthday Loot List!
Yay! It's my birthday!
Maddy (girl cat) gave me lovins. She promises more later today, and for the rest of the year.
Garfield (boy cat) decided to vacate his spot on my black pants. He promises not to shed on me for the rest of the day. No guarantees about the rest of the year.
Simon (weird cat) gave me voluntary lovins and talked to me a little bit this morning. He has most likely over-exerted himself, and I probably won't see him for the rest of the year.
Zoe has suction-cupped herself to my side. She promises not to be a brat today. She probably just means she won't be a brat until I walk out the door to go out tonight. After that, all bets are most likely off.
I promised myself a birthday nap, so it is now time for me to get off the stupid computer and cash in!
I love birthdays!
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
The Day Before!
Okay, so tomorrow I will be 27! I am actually very excited about that!
My friend C-Los is on her way over to my house right now for some pre-birthday drinks. My last night of being a 26 year old! I know that some people dread the coming of the years like I dread doing the dishes. But I guess I just dread doing dishes more.
Yay! 27! I know, I am a weird-o. I have officially gotten my first "you're getting old" card from one of my friends. Who is actually older than me. (By a month and 23 days!) She is my Boston friend, who I am so proud of, because unlike me she is actually making something of her life. Pursuing her dreams and all that blah blah blah. I love you girl!
Anywho, this is my last post as a 26 year old! Sorry for the lack of content, but like I said, my friend will be here any moment. I was hoping that the crunch for time would be inspiration for a great post, but nah. Bill me.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Also Mad About...
People who don't take the plastic wrapper off of the rear-windshield wiper blade. What's up with that? Are they just lazy? Blind? Or do they want everyone to know that their car is new-ish?
I yearn to help them with this by ripping it off myself. But I am scared of their new-fangled alarm system that will go off if I come within 3 feet of their fancy plastic wrapper. So please, please, if you are one of these people, take it off. It just looks stupid, and kind of prohibits you from using the wiper, doesn't it?
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Weird-O
Also known as my hubby. I think it is about time that I share with my readers some of the odd things that hubby has said to me. Some of these instances have witnesses, so if you feel like you need proof, let me know.
Once, during conversation, hubby brought up the fact that you can fire a glock under water. Just so you know, his statement had absolutely NOTHING to do with the conversation that was going on. So, me, being the sarcastic person that I am, said that he could shoot fish with a glock. Him, being typically oblivious to my sarcasm, replied in complete earnestness: "I would never do that!"
We don't have cable. This usually works for me, because I don't watch TV very much anyway. But every once in a while I have a fit where I decide that I want cable. During one of these fits I mentioned how cool it would be to also have Tivo. Hubby got really mad. He said he didn't agree with Tivo. Tivo is like watching TV on borrowed time. If you don't have time to watch the show when it is on TV, then you shouldn't watch it at all.
Let's see, what else. OH! He has told me that he is concerned for my health because I read so much. He has gone so far to say that reading is an addiction for me, and like everything else in life, should be done in moderation. My eye started to twitch, and I told him to back away slowly from the 'reading thing' before he got hurt. Even now as I write this, a fierce protectiveness (maybe maternal-like?) rises up in me. I would seriously kill if someone tried to get between me and reading. So he may be right, I may be addicted to reading. But who ever heard of reading being bad for you?
Okay, so there are a few examples for you. Living with hubby is fun! You just never know what he'll come up with next!
Thursday, February 09, 2006
I'm Mad About...
1. Swanson's used to make this awesome chicken salad kit. And then they pulled it, without my approval or permission.
2. There used to be a brand of Cheez-Its that were nacho flavored. Those things were awesome. Once again, pulled, without my permission. And yes, I have tried their recent sad attempt at the nacho Cheez-Its, now known as Fiesta Cheddar Nacho Cheez-Its, and they are not the same.
3. No matter how many lamps I put in the living room, it still seems like I am huddled in a light-sucking cave trying to read my books. It was no help that one lamp blew a light bulb today. Considered starting a camp fire, but re-considered after I thought of how char marks on the floor would decrease the selling value of our house.
4. Dan Marino's lack of a Super Bowl ring.
5. Still mad about the stupid Colts blowing the first play-off game after such a stellar season.
6. I finally had to take my Christmas village down last week. I came to this realization after Simon knocked one of the figurines off the entertainment center, and Zoe carried it into bed. I woke up the next morning and the figurine was next to my pillow. Stupid pets trying to shame me about how long I keep up the Christmas decs.
7. I'm mad that I can't find my Super Mario World game. You know, the really cool one with Yoshi? Annually I get the urge to play this game, and I play it until I want to puke and then I put it up again. I guess when I put it up last year I was thinking that I would never want to play it again, because I hid it really well.
I know there's more, but I can't think of any of it right now. But, on the brightside, I could probably make a weekly thing out of this 'Things I'm Mad About' thing. Yay! Tune in regularly for angst ridden, selfishly focused on me, completely irrelevant to anything important writing! Fun fun fun!
Sunday, February 05, 2006
What's So Super About It?
Just got done watching the Super Bowl. I was less than blown away.
It all started when the Steelers beat the Colts. Mad.
Anyway. 1st half play was tepid at best. The half-time show was terrible. Mick Jagger definitely needs to seriously consider retirement. The 2nd half was definitely better. I am very glad that the Steelers won.
But, just one question. What in the world is an "offensive pass interference" foul?
I think and I think and I think about it, but I still can't figure it out. I am no football genius, but I have a working knowledge of the game, and I am still puzzled. The best that I could come up with is that it is meant as a (bad) joke.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
I Don't Want To Talk About It
So.....
Today was it! Today was the day to finish my mom's office! It was a day when my mom and I were conflict free (schedule-wise) and we were both relatively healthy. (Although my mom has that really cute cold-voice going on.)
All we had to do was finish the trim, and paint the ceiling. Easy-peasy, right? Right! Finished the trim and got the ceiling painted in record time! It was great! Time to clean up.
Back in the day, when we were not almost done with the office, I had painted the perimeter of the ceiling. Then, after (what I thought was) a suitable amount of time, (at least overnight), I taped the very edge of the ceiling where it met the walls. That way I could go nuts on the walls without worrying about messing up the border of the ceiling.
Today was the day to take down the tape. And we started to. But the tape wasn't going down on its own. It was taking my precious precious ceiling paint with it.
The looks on our faces. Got worse and worse. The more the tape came down.
There are so many emotions going through me right now. I can't describe them all. It really was the most disheartening part of this project.
My mom and I both wanted to cry.
So, no. I am not finished with the office yet. I am, however, ready to begin a new project. It is called Operation Drunk.
Kidding!
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Sephora, Again
This post is to cover multiple sins. 1-Because I haven't posted in a while. 2-Because I haven't done the 2nd part of The Lip Review. 3-Because you need to know how Sephora has changed my life. 4-Because my makeup has not seen the light of day in weeks and I am starting to feel naked without it.
So here, I will bare my soul and make-up bag (also purchased from Sephora) for your viewing and reading pleasure! Yay!
Where to begin? Why not with the bag? Okay, now I know what you are thinking. This bag looks really small. It does look really small. But it holds a lot! It holds all of the things that I am getting ready to tell you about, and I still haven't used the zippered pocket on the inside flap yet! I love this bag! It folds up all neat and compact and fits in my bathroom drawer! It is wonderful!
Okay, now on to the good stuff!
First, I put on tinted moisturizer. This moisturizer is supposed to be good for all skin types and it adds a little extra color, but not so much that you look fake. I apply it with a foundation brush which is not from Sephora, but I didn't want to pay their price for a foundation brush. Yet.
Then I put on eyeshadow base, which helps to keep eyeshadow from running and smudging and whatever else it can do. Basically it helps to keep my eyeshadow in place. I use this brush to apply it, because I hate the idea of sticking my germy fingers into the product.
Then I apply this eyeshadow to my lid with this brush. Then I smudge the color with this brush. I use this eyeshadow for many different purposes. I use it highlight the darker color on my lid, and then I use it to line my bottom lid, and then I use it to darken my eyebrows. I am able to perform all of these steps with this brush. To line my top lid I use this. I apply the liner with this brush. For mascara, I use this.
Now, for the final steps! The powder! I actually have two brushes for my powder. This one is specifically for my eyes, to help lock the eyeshadow (again) and to help achieve even coverage around the eyes. This brush is for all-over general coverage, and is great for travel!
That's it! Now, if any of you are so inclined to add up how much money I have spent so far on my face alone, please keep it out of the comments section. Speak no evil. Hear no evil. See no evil. And if me asking you not to do this is not enough, I will add this. I will fight (to the death) anyone who makes any allusion to the price of my cosmetics.
I also have defense strategies set up that totally rationalize the cost, not the least of which is how I feel with my makeup on (like a supermodel). So shut it.
I Don't Know What To Call This, So I Will Just Call It: New Post
I know that it has been a while since I have posted. I apologize. Kind of.
My excuses are as follows: my mother's office and illness.
I have been sick for the past few days. Luckily for me, hubby has also been off of work for the past few days. So he spent a lot of his time taking care of me. So nice.
Last night I started to feel better and was moving around more than I had in the past couple of days. Last night was also when I started to belatedly notice some behavior on the part of Zoe.
Ever since I have been sick, she runs around the house whining, and nothing can console her. Well, almost nothing. We tried putting her outside, tried to give her treats, tried to play with her. Finally hubby loved on her, and the whining stopped. As soon as he started to pay attention to something else, the whining would start again along with a heavy dose of shaking. (She shakes like she is scared or cold, but really she is just a big drama queen.) But as soon as hubby turned his attention back to her, the whining and shaking stopped.
This sort of behavior from Zoe has bothered me for a long time, but I never could figure out exactly why. Until last night.
I like to view myself as an independent woman who can take care of herself and probably everybody else too. Until I get sick. And then I am a whiny miserable ball of pathetic. I want to be taken care of. I want hubby to be at my beck and call, and I get irritated when he is not. So then I get cranky with him, which is not a good way to get someone else to treat you like the delicate princess that you are while you are sick. Threatening to kill hubby is apparently not a good way to play the "I'm dying and I need cuddles and chicken soup" card.
So, what bothers me about Zoe is that she knows exactly how to play that card. Always. She doesn't have to worry about wrapping up her steel core in fuzzy bunny fur to attract 'Nurturing Hubby'. And she never has to worry about fuzzy bunny fur wearing thin in certain spots, because she just has another layer under the first one. She is, to hubby, sweetness and light personified. I am the wolf in sheep's clothing.
And it doesn't bother me that she does this. After all, every girl needs some way to keep her guy on a string.
It just bothers me that she is so much better at it than I am.