This Bitch is BACK!
WHAT UP, ya'll. So I OFFICIALLY have a personal trainer starting today. O-MAZING. This could be the start of something GRAAAAAND.
I wish I felt more compelled to write about the initial experience, but I'm not feeling it. My tests revealed that my bicep strength is extremely kick ass, but who would want to admit to that? Just call me the STRONG ARM.
Kelly/Celia's birthday celebration is this weekend...should be sweet. I have a photo gig on Sunday morning. LOVELY. Wow, now that those two are in an accurate perspective, that does NOT sound like a good idea at all. OH WELL.
Headlines as of late:
Duane had to work a crap load this week...hoorah for the end of the month/year/holiday season.
Andrea has trouble finding shoes...visits 4 stores before finding a winner.
Andrea gets back in touch with Jon Bloom.
Andrea spends $89 at Target when she just went in just to buy a birthday card and some toothpaste.
The front screen of Andrea's "V" phone gets destroyed for some reason, robbing her of caller id and aesthetic value.
Andrea pays $14.40 for her dad's birthday card full of cash to arrive "next day" in Colorado, and the card is MIA.
TOP CHEF? WHERE DID YOU GO?
Aunt Flow comes back from nearly a year-long vacation.
Friday, October 27, 2006
Saturday, September 09, 2006
12.1
Wow. I was just looking for a disc of images (of which I have yet to locate), but this search brought about the discovery of some photos from last summer. I looked extremely great.
Now?
I am 180 degrees different. This is shocking. I must change this.
Saw CRANKED tonight, and it was...well...cracked out a bit. It was what we expected--not too much, but highly entertaining. Amy Smart played a ridiculous role of a sleepy, dumb girlfriend who gets reamed in China Town. On the concrete. And. On a newspaper machine.
CLASSY.
Wow. I was just looking for a disc of images (of which I have yet to locate), but this search brought about the discovery of some photos from last summer. I looked extremely great.
Now?
I am 180 degrees different. This is shocking. I must change this.
Saw CRANKED tonight, and it was...well...cracked out a bit. It was what we expected--not too much, but highly entertaining. Amy Smart played a ridiculous role of a sleepy, dumb girlfriend who gets reamed in China Town. On the concrete. And. On a newspaper machine.
CLASSY.
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Roast Beef Odor
Work is going well. I have a new person, and she is certainly (and with great relief) what we call "good people."
IKEA adventures this past weekend. Thoroughly bamboozled. We also spent a great deal of time working on the house...hanging paintings, photographs, and re-arranging the furniture. They say that when you feel scattered and restless ... getting your house in order can help a great deal to improve your state of mind. I find this valid.
What else? Regular life is kicking in. I start school on the 21st. I greatly miss not having my family around.
RED.ROCKET.
Some dude held up our Safeway pharmacy --not for money--but for some random drug that is a crucial ingredient for meth, or what Phoenix likes to call "home cookin."
Work is going well. I have a new person, and she is certainly (and with great relief) what we call "good people."
IKEA adventures this past weekend. Thoroughly bamboozled. We also spent a great deal of time working on the house...hanging paintings, photographs, and re-arranging the furniture. They say that when you feel scattered and restless ... getting your house in order can help a great deal to improve your state of mind. I find this valid.
What else? Regular life is kicking in. I start school on the 21st. I greatly miss not having my family around.
RED.ROCKET.
Some dude held up our Safeway pharmacy --not for money--but for some random drug that is a crucial ingredient for meth, or what Phoenix likes to call "home cookin."
Monday, August 07, 2006
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Conjugate like a Pro
Advisement tomorrow.
Woot.
Today I interviewed with a temp agency in the Biltmore, and I was literally there for 2.5 hours. I left the house at 8:30am, and the temperature had already reached a scorching 100 degrees.
I was a bit nervous for the testing, as I haven't taken a typing test since 7th grade, and my excel prowess leaves a bit to be desired. Although I didn't breathe during the entire duration of the exercise, I managed to pop out a 56wpm and and above average scores for my software knowledge. I know I type faster than a crummy 56 wpm.
Bitches.
Advisement tomorrow.
Woot.
Today I interviewed with a temp agency in the Biltmore, and I was literally there for 2.5 hours. I left the house at 8:30am, and the temperature had already reached a scorching 100 degrees.
I was a bit nervous for the testing, as I haven't taken a typing test since 7th grade, and my excel prowess leaves a bit to be desired. Although I didn't breathe during the entire duration of the exercise, I managed to pop out a 56wpm and and above average scores for my software knowledge. I know I type faster than a crummy 56 wpm.
Bitches.
Monday, July 10, 2006
Dancin Nuggets
Where we go we just don't know.
I'm moving back to Colorado within 1 year. Arizona may strictly be the geographical origin of Andrea's birth, but my soul lies in the Rockies.
Is this a Coor's commercial?
I interviewed with the Y people on Friday...it went well. I have since hurled a crap ton of resumes at another temp agency. Perhaps my luck will change now that Colorado is once again in my future.
I saw the signs, but I thought naught of their weight.
Hell, even my Jeep didn't want to come here.
Anyway...I was bitching away about insurance in my last post. This has since changed since I decided that I will be back in Colorado within 8-ish months. Since I will be back within a year, I can stay on my parental's insurance. Hallalujah.
Ever since we made this decision, my core has released loads of tension.
Pirates
We saw P.C. II on Friday, which was ab fab. LURVED it. I canna wait for next summer's installment.
Duane is sleepy. I'm the one that likes to sleep in late, therefore I am up and about long after he has mentally checked out. I'll be up into the night taking shots of Pepto to calm the storm within.
The ArtWalk is tres interesant, btw. I'm looking forward to the Snottsdale version.
Where we go we just don't know.
I'm moving back to Colorado within 1 year. Arizona may strictly be the geographical origin of Andrea's birth, but my soul lies in the Rockies.
Is this a Coor's commercial?
I interviewed with the Y people on Friday...it went well. I have since hurled a crap ton of resumes at another temp agency. Perhaps my luck will change now that Colorado is once again in my future.
I saw the signs, but I thought naught of their weight.
Hell, even my Jeep didn't want to come here.
Anyway...I was bitching away about insurance in my last post. This has since changed since I decided that I will be back in Colorado within 8-ish months. Since I will be back within a year, I can stay on my parental's insurance. Hallalujah.
Ever since we made this decision, my core has released loads of tension.
Pirates
We saw P.C. II on Friday, which was ab fab. LURVED it. I canna wait for next summer's installment.
Duane is sleepy. I'm the one that likes to sleep in late, therefore I am up and about long after he has mentally checked out. I'll be up into the night taking shots of Pepto to calm the storm within.
The ArtWalk is tres interesant, btw. I'm looking forward to the Snottsdale version.
Friday, July 07, 2006
Them's fightin words...
Because it couldn't possibly get worse, right?
Andrea needs Arizona auto insurance, as she is no longer in Colorado. My insurance is going to be 3 TIMES the amount I paid in Colorado. Yep.
I was supposed to get the new policy this morning, but the bicth I had to talk to for 2 hours yesterday couldn't come into the office today because her "car" broke down. I call wondering why she hasn't called me at the time we discussed yesterday, and also find out that she processed everything incorrectly. Turns out that the quote she gave me yesterday (already ungodly) isn't the correct number. She forgot to include the at-fault accident I had sliding down the icy hills of Colorado Springs, and now the RECEPTIONIST has to run a quote for me with the NEW, HIGHER rate.
I'm going to throw up. Really.
Addding onto this drama is the fact that I have an interview in an hour. Oh yes.
My insurance payment is going to be higher than my actual car payment.
I.want.to.scream.
I couldn't sleep last night. I woke up three times having to dry heave in the bathroom.
Because it couldn't possibly get worse, right?
Andrea needs Arizona auto insurance, as she is no longer in Colorado. My insurance is going to be 3 TIMES the amount I paid in Colorado. Yep.
I was supposed to get the new policy this morning, but the bicth I had to talk to for 2 hours yesterday couldn't come into the office today because her "car" broke down. I call wondering why she hasn't called me at the time we discussed yesterday, and also find out that she processed everything incorrectly. Turns out that the quote she gave me yesterday (already ungodly) isn't the correct number. She forgot to include the at-fault accident I had sliding down the icy hills of Colorado Springs, and now the RECEPTIONIST has to run a quote for me with the NEW, HIGHER rate.
I'm going to throw up. Really.
Addding onto this drama is the fact that I have an interview in an hour. Oh yes.
My insurance payment is going to be higher than my actual car payment.
I.want.to.scream.
I couldn't sleep last night. I woke up three times having to dry heave in the bathroom.
Friday, June 30, 2006
Nuveo Grunge
Yesterday was a whirlwind of interviews, getting lost, sweating the crap out of my shirt, nearly running out of gas, getting found, melting makeup, and high heel toleration.
Alas, it is Friday.
I should be hearing today if I got the hospital job (prime bennies and the like).
The night before last I couldn't sleep, as it was one of those nights in which life questions take over your whole body. I came to the realization that I live in the "future" 90% of my waking life. I am constantly planning what car I need to be driving, what house should I live in, what career should I stay in, etc. I have a feeling if I keep doing this, my life is going to pass me by quickly, and I'll be stuck wondering where the time went.
A large part of my issue is that I am blessed with a chronic paranoia about EVERYTHING. I worry about money. I worry about clothes. I worry about losing weight. I worry about what I want for lunch, as if it is a decision that is going to impact the rest of my life and my overall success. I think perhaps this time in my life is most delicate: maybe this is what the 20s are all about. We're stuck in this middle ground of "Holy crap, I'm supposed to be an adult now? Whoops. "
Its all rather overwhelming. I feel that I need to be ready for this "adult" life, and am stressing over the details that will send me well on my way in that general direction. I'm scrambling to put together a solid and impressive plan when the reality is that I am tragically ill-prepared.
Yesterday was a whirlwind of interviews, getting lost, sweating the crap out of my shirt, nearly running out of gas, getting found, melting makeup, and high heel toleration.
Alas, it is Friday.
I should be hearing today if I got the hospital job (prime bennies and the like).
The night before last I couldn't sleep, as it was one of those nights in which life questions take over your whole body. I came to the realization that I live in the "future" 90% of my waking life. I am constantly planning what car I need to be driving, what house should I live in, what career should I stay in, etc. I have a feeling if I keep doing this, my life is going to pass me by quickly, and I'll be stuck wondering where the time went.
A large part of my issue is that I am blessed with a chronic paranoia about EVERYTHING. I worry about money. I worry about clothes. I worry about losing weight. I worry about what I want for lunch, as if it is a decision that is going to impact the rest of my life and my overall success. I think perhaps this time in my life is most delicate: maybe this is what the 20s are all about. We're stuck in this middle ground of "Holy crap, I'm supposed to be an adult now? Whoops. "
Its all rather overwhelming. I feel that I need to be ready for this "adult" life, and am stressing over the details that will send me well on my way in that general direction. I'm scrambling to put together a solid and impressive plan when the reality is that I am tragically ill-prepared.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
During sex:
"Do you know how to make meatloaf?"
I met with an Aerotek guy yesterday to make all my career dreams come true this week.
The hair is gorgeous.
I just chopped a crap load of veggies to prep for massive meatloaf making this evening. I am really turning into quite the clever domestic goddess, don'tcha know.
So You Think You Can Dance is on TONIGHT! I have grown to freaking love this show. Benji is my absolute favorite dancer. LOVE IT. Watch it Wednesday nights on Fox.
Quite proud of myself for buying dinner and dessert ingredients with the necessary paper towel purchase and Nutella ALL for under 20 bucks. I was elated...I practically floated back to the parking lot to load 'er up.
The Safeway I go to is in intense renovation, and the Starbucks addition within is nearly complete. There's another Starbucks across the parking lot, not more than 100 feet away from the front of the grocery store. YAY.
Anywho, my meat should be defrosted by now.
MEAT.
"Do you know how to make meatloaf?"
I met with an Aerotek guy yesterday to make all my career dreams come true this week.
The hair is gorgeous.
I just chopped a crap load of veggies to prep for massive meatloaf making this evening. I am really turning into quite the clever domestic goddess, don'tcha know.
So You Think You Can Dance is on TONIGHT! I have grown to freaking love this show. Benji is my absolute favorite dancer. LOVE IT. Watch it Wednesday nights on Fox.
Quite proud of myself for buying dinner and dessert ingredients with the necessary paper towel purchase and Nutella ALL for under 20 bucks. I was elated...I practically floated back to the parking lot to load 'er up.
The Safeway I go to is in intense renovation, and the Starbucks addition within is nearly complete. There's another Starbucks across the parking lot, not more than 100 feet away from the front of the grocery store. YAY.
Anywho, my meat should be defrosted by now.
MEAT.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Killer Goldfish
I need to get a hold of my dreams. Last night I had a dream that included killer micro goldfish, a photography job for Gene Levy, and a baton competition. Oy.
I got some nibbles from some jobs this past week and today, but the search continues. The new haircut is looking absolutely ace. FLAT.IRON.
FAX it.
I need to get a hold of my dreams. Last night I had a dream that included killer micro goldfish, a photography job for Gene Levy, and a baton competition. Oy.
I got some nibbles from some jobs this past week and today, but the search continues. The new haircut is looking absolutely ace. FLAT.IRON.
FAX it.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Happy Tan
My time with the fam is coming to a close in a mere few hours, people.
I am saddened by this fact.
Today was an extraordinary day of Waterworld fun and hulabaloo. I honestly haven't had this much fun in months. Something about whooshing down a water slide in a crowded raft with your mom and sister (and laughing so hard you can't breathe) can prove to de-stress your life. It also can relieve the heavy, sticky weight of something awful lingering in your brain and chest.
Yesterday I spent about 45 minutes getting my coffee fix and horoscope browsing on in the local Starbucks. I decided to read the month in review and found that every prediction and call was absolutely true...right down to my job situation, our trip to San Diego, and my pending hair cut. TRES bizarre.
I also was surprised by my nieces and nephew's reaction to the engagement scrapbook. Duane had mentioned something about having kids someday, and the kids errupted in how cool a mom they thought I would be. I was really interested in why they thought this, and they all gave me sincere reasons that truly melted my heart. I've often wondered about how good of a mom I would be, but it was really cool to hear them say such sweet words.
Awesome kids. Its been great to have them here and to witness what kind of people they are growing up to become, and the talents that are blossoming from within them. I am truly impressed.
Yay.
Anywho.
I have about three hours of sleep to catch before I head back to Arizona.
I should get on that.
See you in AZ.
My time with the fam is coming to a close in a mere few hours, people.
I am saddened by this fact.
Today was an extraordinary day of Waterworld fun and hulabaloo. I honestly haven't had this much fun in months. Something about whooshing down a water slide in a crowded raft with your mom and sister (and laughing so hard you can't breathe) can prove to de-stress your life. It also can relieve the heavy, sticky weight of something awful lingering in your brain and chest.
Yesterday I spent about 45 minutes getting my coffee fix and horoscope browsing on in the local Starbucks. I decided to read the month in review and found that every prediction and call was absolutely true...right down to my job situation, our trip to San Diego, and my pending hair cut. TRES bizarre.
I also was surprised by my nieces and nephew's reaction to the engagement scrapbook. Duane had mentioned something about having kids someday, and the kids errupted in how cool a mom they thought I would be. I was really interested in why they thought this, and they all gave me sincere reasons that truly melted my heart. I've often wondered about how good of a mom I would be, but it was really cool to hear them say such sweet words.
Awesome kids. Its been great to have them here and to witness what kind of people they are growing up to become, and the talents that are blossoming from within them. I am truly impressed.
Yay.
Anywho.
I have about three hours of sleep to catch before I head back to Arizona.
I should get on that.
See you in AZ.
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Family Vacations: Discovery & Birth Control by Osmosis
I found myself here in Denver on Wednesday...what a much needed siesta, indeed. I was definitely expecting a Jeep Wrangler to pick me up, as my parental units have unintentionally given away several clues as to the purchase of said vehicle. Tara whacked into me (I wasn't expecting her whatsoever) at the airport, and disgust for such a rude gesture from a stranger turned into great surprise to see her. Eli and mom were awaiting in a green Wrangler. I cracked up and got in.
Thursday I paid some bills as mom and dad prepped the house for Misty and her crew's arrival circa dinner time. Duane calls to announce that he will be driving up to Denver. I am introduced to the best play station game ever invented: Karaoke Revolution. I play against my nieces and nephew...internally struggling whether or not to let them win. Gabriella is my biggest foe, and she sometimes lets ME win. I found myself completely in the zone in a knockout round of "Killing Me Softly."
Duane arrives on Friday morning. I am sore from my air mattress deflating in the middle of the night to the carpeted floor. My stomach and allergies start acting up. We take in a day of shopping and festivities. The men play a round of golf in Denver. It rains twice, and the sun eventually comes out once again. Wings are grilled for dinner, we partake, and we are satisfied.
With Duane comes his air mattress that makes it through the night, yet I struggle still to wake up before breakfast is over. We drive to Golden State Park for an afternoon of hiking and many photo-ops. Dinner consists of a HOT DOG revolution and Make Your Own Sundae. Misty, Duane and I run to King Soopers for hot fudge, as this is a necessary ingredient for the Banana Royale.
Right now Mike and Duane watch the World Cup while I research new automobiles and contemplate the next few months in Arizona. I have an interview on Tuesday-->my flight isn't until 5pm, but I need to get there by 1pm for an interview. Enter my first STANDBY experience...we'll see how it turns out.
Anywho, I am completely zonked for the time being. Woohoo for Ghana, am I right? I'm sure the Czechs cried themselves to sleep. We're in it to win it, ya'll.
Photos next week.
I found myself here in Denver on Wednesday...what a much needed siesta, indeed. I was definitely expecting a Jeep Wrangler to pick me up, as my parental units have unintentionally given away several clues as to the purchase of said vehicle. Tara whacked into me (I wasn't expecting her whatsoever) at the airport, and disgust for such a rude gesture from a stranger turned into great surprise to see her. Eli and mom were awaiting in a green Wrangler. I cracked up and got in.
Thursday I paid some bills as mom and dad prepped the house for Misty and her crew's arrival circa dinner time. Duane calls to announce that he will be driving up to Denver. I am introduced to the best play station game ever invented: Karaoke Revolution. I play against my nieces and nephew...internally struggling whether or not to let them win. Gabriella is my biggest foe, and she sometimes lets ME win. I found myself completely in the zone in a knockout round of "Killing Me Softly."
Duane arrives on Friday morning. I am sore from my air mattress deflating in the middle of the night to the carpeted floor. My stomach and allergies start acting up. We take in a day of shopping and festivities. The men play a round of golf in Denver. It rains twice, and the sun eventually comes out once again. Wings are grilled for dinner, we partake, and we are satisfied.
With Duane comes his air mattress that makes it through the night, yet I struggle still to wake up before breakfast is over. We drive to Golden State Park for an afternoon of hiking and many photo-ops. Dinner consists of a HOT DOG revolution and Make Your Own Sundae. Misty, Duane and I run to King Soopers for hot fudge, as this is a necessary ingredient for the Banana Royale.
Right now Mike and Duane watch the World Cup while I research new automobiles and contemplate the next few months in Arizona. I have an interview on Tuesday-->my flight isn't until 5pm, but I need to get there by 1pm for an interview. Enter my first STANDBY experience...we'll see how it turns out.
Anywho, I am completely zonked for the time being. Woohoo for Ghana, am I right? I'm sure the Czechs cried themselves to sleep. We're in it to win it, ya'll.
Photos next week.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Dreams are for FOOOOOLS!
In honor of the Strangers with Candy movie coming out this summer: Oh, victory will be ever so sweet.
I was reading just the past two years of my little blog-a-dola (there's more than just two years on this bitch) , and realized how much has happened in a short time. Two years ago today I was getting ready for my trip to Israel and working at Gart's. One year ago I went to the Air Force Academy graduation and was about to open Sweet Charity. I was also 30+ pounds thinner. **On a positive note, I would like to add that I am just as tan.
I also was about to go out with this guy named Duane.
Who would have freakin thought that a year ago from then I would be:
A. Engaged
B. Unemployed (YESSS!)
C. Living back in Phoenix
Life sure is a freaking roller coaster ride, people. My posts have also gotten shorter...it seems as though the quasi-married life doesn't really keep you up until 4am anymore. Well. That is, unless you can't sleep. Like me. Right now.
Sigh.
Only one year ago.
One Dolla Holla
I believe this is actually the most stressed out I have ever been in my life. My balance is completely thrown, physiologically AND mentally so. Tonight I was at a dinner shindig with Duane's co-workers, and I was experiencing difficulty finishing sentences. Phrases would come out of my mouth out of order, and I felt oddly out of place. This isn't like me. I called my mom to discuss said issues--->(my mind raced over possibilities...1. Preggers? NOPE 2. My brain is damaged somehow because of that trauma to my face? Maybe not).
Mom offered STRESS as a diagnosis. Not quite what I had in mind, but apparently stress can wreck havoc on the body. In one case of a newly married man, he experienced amnesia as a result of the stress of getting married, his best man dying, and life in general. He went to run a simple errand and forgot who he was. Authorities finally tracked him down wandering downtown with not a clue as to his own name or where he was.
Holy crap, right?
Absolutely
Anyway, with the events of the past 3 weeks (karma or something kicking my ASS), I wouldn't find this odd at all.
I just have to move along, and start living...its about damn time.
In honor of the Strangers with Candy movie coming out this summer: Oh, victory will be ever so sweet.
I was reading just the past two years of my little blog-a-dola (there's more than just two years on this bitch) , and realized how much has happened in a short time. Two years ago today I was getting ready for my trip to Israel and working at Gart's. One year ago I went to the Air Force Academy graduation and was about to open Sweet Charity. I was also 30+ pounds thinner. **On a positive note, I would like to add that I am just as tan.
I also was about to go out with this guy named Duane.
Who would have freakin thought that a year ago from then I would be:
A. Engaged
B. Unemployed (YESSS!)
C. Living back in Phoenix
Life sure is a freaking roller coaster ride, people. My posts have also gotten shorter...it seems as though the quasi-married life doesn't really keep you up until 4am anymore. Well. That is, unless you can't sleep. Like me. Right now.
Sigh.
Only one year ago.
One Dolla Holla
I believe this is actually the most stressed out I have ever been in my life. My balance is completely thrown, physiologically AND mentally so. Tonight I was at a dinner shindig with Duane's co-workers, and I was experiencing difficulty finishing sentences. Phrases would come out of my mouth out of order, and I felt oddly out of place. This isn't like me. I called my mom to discuss said issues--->(my mind raced over possibilities...1. Preggers? NOPE 2. My brain is damaged somehow because of that trauma to my face? Maybe not).
Mom offered STRESS as a diagnosis. Not quite what I had in mind, but apparently stress can wreck havoc on the body. In one case of a newly married man, he experienced amnesia as a result of the stress of getting married, his best man dying, and life in general. He went to run a simple errand and forgot who he was. Authorities finally tracked him down wandering downtown with not a clue as to his own name or where he was.
Holy crap, right?
Absolutely
Anyway, with the events of the past 3 weeks (karma or something kicking my ASS), I wouldn't find this odd at all.
I just have to move along, and start living...its about damn time.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Bevakasha
I'm off to Denver on Wednesday for a week of R&R with the familia. Let's hope this vaykay stops the crazy cycle of events here in Phoenix. I just applied for 5 more jobs today, so hopefully these bitches will call me this week.
We did some BBQ-in last night, and the results were absolutely majestic.
Going out for some work shenanigans with Duane tonight...my hair refuses to cooperate.
EH.
Chicken nugs.
I'm off to Denver on Wednesday for a week of R&R with the familia. Let's hope this vaykay stops the crazy cycle of events here in Phoenix. I just applied for 5 more jobs today, so hopefully these bitches will call me this week.
We did some BBQ-in last night, and the results were absolutely majestic.
Going out for some work shenanigans with Duane tonight...my hair refuses to cooperate.
EH.
Chicken nugs.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Back to the Beginning
Yesterday was my absolute boiling point. I really hate to bitch, but I've been barely able to deal with the events of the past few weeks. I've had the runs for two weeks, and I have skipped two cycles. Granted, this whole moving process is an absolute pain in the ass...my body and mind are struggling to keep up. Add to this situation the job hunt from hell. I won't go into details.
I need to exercise and get this funk out from under my skin.
Tomorrow.
Yesterday was my absolute boiling point. I really hate to bitch, but I've been barely able to deal with the events of the past few weeks. I've had the runs for two weeks, and I have skipped two cycles. Granted, this whole moving process is an absolute pain in the ass...my body and mind are struggling to keep up. Add to this situation the job hunt from hell. I won't go into details.
I need to exercise and get this funk out from under my skin.
Tomorrow.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Monday, June 05, 2006
Blastie Blast
Had an absolute blast in San Diego (only 6 hours away!) this weekend. Chris did a phenomenal job in the marathon, and we had some excellent times at Coronado Island. Pictures to come very soon.
The marathon-watching/supporting experience was amazing. Watching 22k people run AND finish 26. 2 miles = wow.
The job search and unpacking continues.
Had an absolute blast in San Diego (only 6 hours away!) this weekend. Chris did a phenomenal job in the marathon, and we had some excellent times at Coronado Island. Pictures to come very soon.
The marathon-watching/supporting experience was amazing. Watching 22k people run AND finish 26. 2 miles = wow.
The job search and unpacking continues.
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Cox Communications
Moved to Phoenix...officially. Two days before el move, my Jeep was dropped out of a semi-truck. Today is the first day we have our own freakin internet set up. Granted, the Ritz had a decent set-up...damn, I love that place. In addition to not having to use the internet at the current hotel, we finally have cable back with the life-saving DVR. I don't know how I lived without that thing for a week.
I'll speak of the Habenero Incident later....ahem.
ANYWHO...we're in the middle of painting the place. We're finally done with the orange bathrooms...tres retro with the b/w tile. Loving it.
My cell bill is 300 bucks this month, which me reminds me of the steep overages I had when I was in high school. Woops.
I had two interviews last week, and I will be covering the earh's surface with my resumes tomorrow once again. I found a niche within the professional theatre company here in AZ, and I'm going at it with full force. Wish me luck.
Duane's birthday was Sunday. We need to do a "re-do" in a desperate way. Long story short:
1. Andrea helps Duane with furniture assembly.
2. Duane's hand slips as he aggressively tightens a screw in the wood Andrea is holding steady.
3. Andrea's nose is punched by the rogue hand of Duane in an upward motion, a la "How to Kill Someone with Your Hand" in the Marine Corps guide book.
4. Andrea bleeds. A lot.
Moved to Phoenix...officially. Two days before el move, my Jeep was dropped out of a semi-truck. Today is the first day we have our own freakin internet set up. Granted, the Ritz had a decent set-up...damn, I love that place. In addition to not having to use the internet at the current hotel, we finally have cable back with the life-saving DVR. I don't know how I lived without that thing for a week.
I'll speak of the Habenero Incident later....ahem.
ANYWHO...we're in the middle of painting the place. We're finally done with the orange bathrooms...tres retro with the b/w tile. Loving it.
My cell bill is 300 bucks this month, which me reminds me of the steep overages I had when I was in high school. Woops.
I had two interviews last week, and I will be covering the earh's surface with my resumes tomorrow once again. I found a niche within the professional theatre company here in AZ, and I'm going at it with full force. Wish me luck.
Duane's birthday was Sunday. We need to do a "re-do" in a desperate way. Long story short:
1. Andrea helps Duane with furniture assembly.
2. Duane's hand slips as he aggressively tightens a screw in the wood Andrea is holding steady.
3. Andrea's nose is punched by the rogue hand of Duane in an upward motion, a la "How to Kill Someone with Your Hand" in the Marine Corps guide book.
4. Andrea bleeds. A lot.
Friday, May 19, 2006
Oy
There are so many people I need to get back in touch with...even thinking about making all of those calls is overwhelming.
We're out of CO by Sunday...flying oot to Phoenix. Next weekend we're rockin Duane's b-day, then San Diego, and finally back to Colorado for a Misty Moment.
Good times.
Duane completely took me out tonight to The Broadmoor's Charles Court for dinner, and it was TO DIE FOR. Filet mignon? Yes. I'm still thinking about getting hitched there. I do love it so...the weather was freaking ridiculously perfect tonight. So romantic... we were right on the lake. The wine was exquisite.
We have SO MUCH to do tomorrow. The cars are being shipped out, and we need to pack el bags.
Good news: Austin is moving back to Phoenix! Sweetness.
There are so many people I need to get back in touch with...even thinking about making all of those calls is overwhelming.
We're out of CO by Sunday...flying oot to Phoenix. Next weekend we're rockin Duane's b-day, then San Diego, and finally back to Colorado for a Misty Moment.
Good times.
Duane completely took me out tonight to The Broadmoor's Charles Court for dinner, and it was TO DIE FOR. Filet mignon? Yes. I'm still thinking about getting hitched there. I do love it so...the weather was freaking ridiculously perfect tonight. So romantic... we were right on the lake. The wine was exquisite.
We have SO MUCH to do tomorrow. The cars are being shipped out, and we need to pack el bags.
Good news: Austin is moving back to Phoenix! Sweetness.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Dodgers
The days are going by faster now...
The surveyor for the moving company came by this morning to check our house to get the low down on all the crap they will be packing for us on Friday. Sweetness.
Went out last night with Austin for Tikka and Stick It. A grand combo, indeed.
We're going to be in Denver tonight for the Dodgers game...fun times.
The Rockies are going to get slaughtered. Royally.
The days are going by faster now...
The surveyor for the moving company came by this morning to check our house to get the low down on all the crap they will be packing for us on Friday. Sweetness.
Went out last night with Austin for Tikka and Stick It. A grand combo, indeed.
We're going to be in Denver tonight for the Dodgers game...fun times.
The Rockies are going to get slaughtered. Royally.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Enlightened
One of my most intriguing (he would never label himself as such) friends has started to write his book. THE book. And I'm telling you right now, its absolutely smashing. Its the kind of text that makes your eyes run over it fast and furious...as if it could disappear at any moment, and you would be lost without knowing the next word to follow.
Stuck
We're moving next weekend, and I'm wishing it was sooner. I need to throw away the bulk of my clothes, as downsizing is a must. Its an adventure that I've been dying to have. I love Colorado, but I've been keeping the wanderlust at bay for quite some time now...the right time.
The right time has arrived.
One of my most intriguing (he would never label himself as such) friends has started to write his book. THE book. And I'm telling you right now, its absolutely smashing. Its the kind of text that makes your eyes run over it fast and furious...as if it could disappear at any moment, and you would be lost without knowing the next word to follow.
Stuck
We're moving next weekend, and I'm wishing it was sooner. I need to throw away the bulk of my clothes, as downsizing is a must. Its an adventure that I've been dying to have. I love Colorado, but I've been keeping the wanderlust at bay for quite some time now...the right time.
The right time has arrived.
Jack Black's Clenched Buttocks
Can't sleep. I really need to get my butt on a regular schedule.
Duane fixed my tail light today, and damn was that sexy. I have no idea what it is about a man that can fix some shit on your car with greasy hands, but it is stinking with hotness.
PEACE, LOVE, UNDERSTANDING...what's wrong with it?
I have missed an epi of Top Chef, and I am left NOT KNOWING WHAT THE FUTURE HOLDS.
I'm hoping it is sleep within the next hour or so...
Can't sleep. I really need to get my butt on a regular schedule.
Duane fixed my tail light today, and damn was that sexy. I have no idea what it is about a man that can fix some shit on your car with greasy hands, but it is stinking with hotness.
PEACE, LOVE, UNDERSTANDING...what's wrong with it?
I have missed an epi of Top Chef, and I am left NOT KNOWING WHAT THE FUTURE HOLDS.
I'm hoping it is sleep within the next hour or so...
Monday, May 08, 2006
Fine Print
We are officially moving to Phoenix on May 21st, and we have found a place to call home downtown.
The trip was successful...the drive was tolerable...the experience was great.
We had our palms read by a lady in Tempe (which is awesome...like Boulder with a desert twist!) , and she was RIGHT ON. This was the first time I had ever had someone read my palm, and what she said brought tears to my eyes. CRAZY.
Saw MI: III....wasn't BAD, but it wasn't great. We still have to see Flight 93.
We have less than two weeks to get OUT of here...packing? Uh yes.
Off to run errands.
We are officially moving to Phoenix on May 21st, and we have found a place to call home downtown.
The trip was successful...the drive was tolerable...the experience was great.
We had our palms read by a lady in Tempe (which is awesome...like Boulder with a desert twist!) , and she was RIGHT ON. This was the first time I had ever had someone read my palm, and what she said brought tears to my eyes. CRAZY.
Saw MI: III....wasn't BAD, but it wasn't great. We still have to see Flight 93.
We have less than two weeks to get OUT of here...packing? Uh yes.
Off to run errands.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Here it is
I purchased three books today at an unexpected visit to the thrift store. Total cost: $3.20
I've finished Steve Martin's novella of Shopgirl. I first picked this book up to look it over at a B&N in Indiana. I believe last year the film came out---of which I have yet to see.
The book shares the following qualities that don't stray too far from my own persona: flirty and disarming with a stirring thoughtfulness. I would recommend it if this sounds at all appealing to you.
Which leads me to...
I have but one qualification that a book must meet in order for me to have the slightest interest in cracking the pages further:
I read the first page of the first chapter. If my curiosity is anything other than strongly peaked, the book goes right back on the shelf. I find this to be an effective proverbial literary "butt-sniff."
Ahem.
I purchased three books today at an unexpected visit to the thrift store. Total cost: $3.20
I've finished Steve Martin's novella of Shopgirl. I first picked this book up to look it over at a B&N in Indiana. I believe last year the film came out---of which I have yet to see.
The book shares the following qualities that don't stray too far from my own persona: flirty and disarming with a stirring thoughtfulness. I would recommend it if this sounds at all appealing to you.
Which leads me to...
I have but one qualification that a book must meet in order for me to have the slightest interest in cracking the pages further:
I read the first page of the first chapter. If my curiosity is anything other than strongly peaked, the book goes right back on the shelf. I find this to be an effective proverbial literary "butt-sniff."
Ahem.
Muddled
I can't sleep. Duane is knocked out cold and he has to be up around 4:30. OUCH.
I, unlike el Duane, am on a semi-forced vaykay. Shenanigans with Eli and mom in the morn...should be fun.
Am I the only person that hates MSN spaces with a passion? UGH. If I see one more ONLINE DATING JOURNAL I'm going to hurl.
I was watching Dateline tonight about these nasty old dudes thinking they were going to hook up with a 13 year-old girl they "met" online. To their dismay, these dudes were met with a Dateline anchor and a bunch of undercover cops when they arrived to the "parent-less" house of the teenie. They were busting so many dudes...some of which had driven over 2 hours to meet up with this chick they thought they were chattin it up with online. HOW sick are these people?
One of the dudes was even a 6th grade teacher. Another was a seminary student. CREEPY.
This whole show reminded me of my online dating fiascos/shenanigans, and showed me that some of my encounters could have gotten ugly if I was wreckless.
G-d forbid I have a daughter one day...Myspace will continue to spread with Alexander-like breadth, people. Ah, how I love it so.
Root beer floats have once again resurfaced in my life. I'm glad to see them once again.
PABST BLUE RIBBON.
Class.Act.
Seeing Duane today was theraputic. I'm missing our private life. We should be back to normal by this time next week...my ORDER of OPERATIONS has been bedraggled with unecessary emotional burden.
Enough of that.
I can't sleep. Duane is knocked out cold and he has to be up around 4:30. OUCH.
I, unlike el Duane, am on a semi-forced vaykay. Shenanigans with Eli and mom in the morn...should be fun.
Am I the only person that hates MSN spaces with a passion? UGH. If I see one more ONLINE DATING JOURNAL I'm going to hurl.
I was watching Dateline tonight about these nasty old dudes thinking they were going to hook up with a 13 year-old girl they "met" online. To their dismay, these dudes were met with a Dateline anchor and a bunch of undercover cops when they arrived to the "parent-less" house of the teenie. They were busting so many dudes...some of which had driven over 2 hours to meet up with this chick they thought they were chattin it up with online. HOW sick are these people?
One of the dudes was even a 6th grade teacher. Another was a seminary student. CREEPY.
This whole show reminded me of my online dating fiascos/shenanigans, and showed me that some of my encounters could have gotten ugly if I was wreckless.
G-d forbid I have a daughter one day...Myspace will continue to spread with Alexander-like breadth, people. Ah, how I love it so.
Root beer floats have once again resurfaced in my life. I'm glad to see them once again.
PABST BLUE RIBBON.
Class.Act.
Seeing Duane today was theraputic. I'm missing our private life. We should be back to normal by this time next week...my ORDER of OPERATIONS has been bedraggled with unecessary emotional burden.
Enough of that.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Slevin Times
Hola, folk. Saw Lucky Number Slevin tonight...I would HIGHLY recommend.
My mind is suffocating right now. I need a mental/ physical /bowel vacation.
Its harder to feel this way.
Have you ever met someone completely judgemental and it sucks the energy right from you? Yea. Try having that someone around you 24/7, and there was no escape without some kind of dramatic consequence.
This is my life.
Add onto that getting laid off and having to leave your family in a matter of weeks.
Life.is.not.great.right.now.
Hola, folk. Saw Lucky Number Slevin tonight...I would HIGHLY recommend.
My mind is suffocating right now. I need a mental/ physical /bowel vacation.
Its harder to feel this way.
Have you ever met someone completely judgemental and it sucks the energy right from you? Yea. Try having that someone around you 24/7, and there was no escape without some kind of dramatic consequence.
This is my life.
Add onto that getting laid off and having to leave your family in a matter of weeks.
Life.is.not.great.right.now.
Friday, April 21, 2006
Saturday, April 15, 2006
More than words
It has been awhile. And OH, let me count the drama:
1. Duane got laid off from Bank of America (the largest layoff in Colorado Springs since 98) on Monday.
2. I got laid off from my job on Tuesday.
3. Duane interviewed for a job with B of A in Phoenix yesterday.
4. We're most likely moving to Phoenix within 3 weeks.
5. Duane's mom flew in from Germany on Tuesday. She'll be here for 3 weeks.
6. Duane's eldest brother gets in Colorado Springs tonight with his wife and two kids.
7. All of these people are staying at our 2 bedroom, 2-story condo. Two bathrooms, one shower.
8. Its Pesach (Hag sameach Pesach, btw). Our seder was AWESOME, and it was on Wednesday.
There's the dish.
It has been awhile. And OH, let me count the drama:
1. Duane got laid off from Bank of America (the largest layoff in Colorado Springs since 98) on Monday.
2. I got laid off from my job on Tuesday.
3. Duane interviewed for a job with B of A in Phoenix yesterday.
4. We're most likely moving to Phoenix within 3 weeks.
5. Duane's mom flew in from Germany on Tuesday. She'll be here for 3 weeks.
6. Duane's eldest brother gets in Colorado Springs tonight with his wife and two kids.
7. All of these people are staying at our 2 bedroom, 2-story condo. Two bathrooms, one shower.
8. Its Pesach (Hag sameach Pesach, btw). Our seder was AWESOME, and it was on Wednesday.
There's the dish.
Monday, April 10, 2006
Already here...
This weekend was fab. Friday night we had Duane's soccer game. Saturday we headed up to Boulder, then back into Denver at the Hotel Monaco's Aveda spa for some treatment.
Duane had a haircut and beard trim while I enjoyed an hour-long facial. It was glorious.
Post-Aveda, we watched The Benchwarmers, and then met up with Eli & Tara. They have a new loft downtown, so we decided to check it out. LOVING IT.
We drove back down to the Springs on Saturday night only to return to Denver less than 12 hours later, where we would brunch at the Inverness with guests and family.
*NINJA BANQUET SERVERS*
Last night we were cleaning until 11pm in preparation for Duane's mother visiting from Germany. I wish I was still sleeping....
Now its time to work and finish taxes. YAY! Next year my return is going to be a CHUB.
This weekend was fab. Friday night we had Duane's soccer game. Saturday we headed up to Boulder, then back into Denver at the Hotel Monaco's Aveda spa for some treatment.
Duane had a haircut and beard trim while I enjoyed an hour-long facial. It was glorious.
Post-Aveda, we watched The Benchwarmers, and then met up with Eli & Tara. They have a new loft downtown, so we decided to check it out. LOVING IT.
We drove back down to the Springs on Saturday night only to return to Denver less than 12 hours later, where we would brunch at the Inverness with guests and family.
*NINJA BANQUET SERVERS*
Last night we were cleaning until 11pm in preparation for Duane's mother visiting from Germany. I wish I was still sleeping....
Now its time to work and finish taxes. YAY! Next year my return is going to be a CHUB.
Friday, April 07, 2006
Get your OWN
Up until an hour ago, it was snowing madly. The sun is now out, and there is hardly a cloud in the sky. Crazy. Colorado weather = ridic.
Duane has today off to work on el house. We lunched. I find myself nervous about his mom coming next week during Pesach. Its as if I'm a kid waiting for a shot at the doctor's office...I'm sick with the anxiety...but as soon as I get the shot, I know its going to be better.
What's killing me is the fact that his mom is going to meet my family at my Pesach seder...a HUGE 3-hour ordeal for any Jewish family. Its crazy enough that they are all meeting each other at the same time, but try adding an epic sit-down service and meal completely devoid of leaven to the mix, and you have yourself a deal. Apparently I am the only one that feels this way.
I find myself starting arguments just for the sake of having something interesting to talk about. Perhaps it is a reminder to myself that I'm alive. My emotions have been very static in the past month...I need some kind of excitement. Or rather an EXERCISE of EMOTION is what I need.
Up until an hour ago, it was snowing madly. The sun is now out, and there is hardly a cloud in the sky. Crazy. Colorado weather = ridic.
Duane has today off to work on el house. We lunched. I find myself nervous about his mom coming next week during Pesach. Its as if I'm a kid waiting for a shot at the doctor's office...I'm sick with the anxiety...but as soon as I get the shot, I know its going to be better.
What's killing me is the fact that his mom is going to meet my family at my Pesach seder...a HUGE 3-hour ordeal for any Jewish family. Its crazy enough that they are all meeting each other at the same time, but try adding an epic sit-down service and meal completely devoid of leaven to the mix, and you have yourself a deal. Apparently I am the only one that feels this way.
I find myself starting arguments just for the sake of having something interesting to talk about. Perhaps it is a reminder to myself that I'm alive. My emotions have been very static in the past month...I need some kind of excitement. Or rather an EXERCISE of EMOTION is what I need.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
From your Board of Directors...
68 degrees outside, dotted with a few bright clouds. The PEAK covered in snow. Brown...a few green bits. And here. Office lighting. Office chair. No attempt whatsoever for an ergo enviro. 8 minutes until I am sprung free.
WAHOO Fish Taco just DOESN'T sound like a good place to eat. CHANGE IT.
The Container Store is DESPERATELY trying to be IKEA. Its not happening.
I feel the urge to go shooting today...the weather stands. I must. Creative inspiration = lacking. The aforementioned officural enviro is killing my creative soul. NEUTRAL tones.
WHO WANTS TO CLEAN THE HOUSE?
I need to track down an outdoorsy activity ASAP...
I felt like absolute crap this morning...glad I went to work, as I've been feeling substantially better this afternoon.
Taxes need to be done.
I'd rather be snorkeling in Barbados with my mistress and a pack of sea turtles.
68 degrees outside, dotted with a few bright clouds. The PEAK covered in snow. Brown...a few green bits. And here. Office lighting. Office chair. No attempt whatsoever for an ergo enviro. 8 minutes until I am sprung free.
WAHOO Fish Taco just DOESN'T sound like a good place to eat. CHANGE IT.
The Container Store is DESPERATELY trying to be IKEA. Its not happening.
I feel the urge to go shooting today...the weather stands. I must. Creative inspiration = lacking. The aforementioned officural enviro is killing my creative soul. NEUTRAL tones.
WHO WANTS TO CLEAN THE HOUSE?
I need to track down an outdoorsy activity ASAP...
I felt like absolute crap this morning...glad I went to work, as I've been feeling substantially better this afternoon.
Taxes need to be done.
I'd rather be snorkeling in Barbados with my mistress and a pack of sea turtles.
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Monday, April 03, 2006
Opening day!
Great weekend. Duane's soccer game on Friday resulted in an overwhelming victory...we got pulled over because some cop wanted to check out the registration that we just had renewed that very same afternoon. View-age of Ice Age 2---very cute.
Saturday had a bit of shopping, Sunday we met with a potential photographer, looked at some possible invitations, lunched in the Highlands, walked the dogs around the lake, and chatted with the rents. The next few weeks are going to be filled with out-of-town visitors, Pesach, and Broadmoore brunching-- to which I am not opposed. :)
Today we're going to the Rockies opening day! YAY! They are playing the Diamondbacks (woo Arizona!), and Duane got us club level for the event. We're going to be leaving in a bit here....
After the game we're stopping by the rentals to secure some more of my crap from their basement. I moved in with Duane 4 months ago, but I still have a small island of belongings in the basement.
I've made a decision about wedding flowers, and I have my heart set on magnolias. UNFORTCH, they are only available in the south. WTF? I need some magnolias, people. We'll certainly have to finagle.
Great weekend. Duane's soccer game on Friday resulted in an overwhelming victory...we got pulled over because some cop wanted to check out the registration that we just had renewed that very same afternoon. View-age of Ice Age 2---very cute.
Saturday had a bit of shopping, Sunday we met with a potential photographer, looked at some possible invitations, lunched in the Highlands, walked the dogs around the lake, and chatted with the rents. The next few weeks are going to be filled with out-of-town visitors, Pesach, and Broadmoore brunching-- to which I am not opposed. :)
Today we're going to the Rockies opening day! YAY! They are playing the Diamondbacks (woo Arizona!), and Duane got us club level for the event. We're going to be leaving in a bit here....
After the game we're stopping by the rentals to secure some more of my crap from their basement. I moved in with Duane 4 months ago, but I still have a small island of belongings in the basement.
I've made a decision about wedding flowers, and I have my heart set on magnolias. UNFORTCH, they are only available in the south. WTF? I need some magnolias, people. We'll certainly have to finagle.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Juice-a-holic
It may seem ridiclulous, but I find that compiling a shopping list for the week and executing the retrieval of grocer goods together is an entirely romantic adventure. Besides, going grocery shopping by yourself sucks.
Duane dropped mayo accidentally...a first...and it exploded onto the floor. I promptly yelled, "CLEAN UP ON AISLE 6, " therefore achieving a life-long goal.
I'm in a juice mode. Cherry & white grape = perfection.
I cleaned the house for 4 hours yesterday, but my work proved to bear fruit, therefore I am pleased. We still have a way to go before 5 guests move in very soon.
My skin is exploding. I have had flawless skin for the past 6 months, and now this. I need more product. DERMALOGICA = the best.
I feel like walking out of work right now. BOREDOM.
I hope I get that new job...that would bring back a glimmer of the lifestyle I once maintained while living in Denver.
Yay.
Back to playing "office."
It may seem ridiclulous, but I find that compiling a shopping list for the week and executing the retrieval of grocer goods together is an entirely romantic adventure. Besides, going grocery shopping by yourself sucks.
Duane dropped mayo accidentally...a first...and it exploded onto the floor. I promptly yelled, "CLEAN UP ON AISLE 6, " therefore achieving a life-long goal.
I'm in a juice mode. Cherry & white grape = perfection.
I cleaned the house for 4 hours yesterday, but my work proved to bear fruit, therefore I am pleased. We still have a way to go before 5 guests move in very soon.
My skin is exploding. I have had flawless skin for the past 6 months, and now this. I need more product. DERMALOGICA = the best.
I feel like walking out of work right now. BOREDOM.
I hope I get that new job...that would bring back a glimmer of the lifestyle I once maintained while living in Denver.
Yay.
Back to playing "office."
Monday, March 27, 2006
The best time for the Dunes...
Friday...what did we do Friday? Ah yes. I drove over to Duane's place of employment, had lunch, and played on his computer while he did "worky" things to finish up the day. We also saw
"Stay Alive" in the evening, which was mildly entertaining, and was followed with a mutual "WHY DO WE KEEP WATCHING SCARY MOVIES?" type reaction. We're such wimps--> insert jacket over face.
Saturday we rose somewhat early, had some roll-age, and then Duane grabbed tickets for the Rockies opening day at Coor's field. After ticket nab-bage, Duane signed up for the indoor soccer league, and his first game was the same night. He played two games on Saturday night, and we left just before midnight into a FOGGY, FOGGY evening.
Coming from a family that isn't too hardcore into sports, it was a relatively new experience to support someone on the field. Next week's game I'll be the chick in the stands with a glittery "DUANE" poster.
ANYWHO...yesterday we watched Failure to Launch and did typical SUNDAY activities: bagels, newspaper read-age, etc. Sarah Jessica Parker is not pretty to look at, people.
Yikes.
There was enough fake tanner in that flick to turn a small clan of children into oompa loompas.
Friday...what did we do Friday? Ah yes. I drove over to Duane's place of employment, had lunch, and played on his computer while he did "worky" things to finish up the day. We also saw
"Stay Alive" in the evening, which was mildly entertaining, and was followed with a mutual "WHY DO WE KEEP WATCHING SCARY MOVIES?" type reaction. We're such wimps--> insert jacket over face.
Saturday we rose somewhat early, had some roll-age, and then Duane grabbed tickets for the Rockies opening day at Coor's field. After ticket nab-bage, Duane signed up for the indoor soccer league, and his first game was the same night. He played two games on Saturday night, and we left just before midnight into a FOGGY, FOGGY evening.
Coming from a family that isn't too hardcore into sports, it was a relatively new experience to support someone on the field. Next week's game I'll be the chick in the stands with a glittery "DUANE" poster.
ANYWHO...yesterday we watched Failure to Launch and did typical SUNDAY activities: bagels, newspaper read-age, etc. Sarah Jessica Parker is not pretty to look at, people.
Yikes.
There was enough fake tanner in that flick to turn a small clan of children into oompa loompas.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Andrea = British American
So today. Not especially exciting.
What does excite me is the possible relocation to England next year. Duane's citizenship will qualify me as a British citizen after we get hitched. Quite the wedding present, no?
Going to school in England = YES.
Write focused business memos.
V for Vendetta = EXCEPTIONAL. I would highly suggest seeing it for some true entertainment. Its the first film I've seen in months that has actually been worth the money.
So today. Not especially exciting.
What does excite me is the possible relocation to England next year. Duane's citizenship will qualify me as a British citizen after we get hitched. Quite the wedding present, no?
Going to school in England = YES.
Write focused business memos.
V for Vendetta = EXCEPTIONAL. I would highly suggest seeing it for some true entertainment. Its the first film I've seen in months that has actually been worth the money.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Not okay
Getting to work this morning gave me a huge migraine. It snowed heavily two days ago. TWO.DAYS.AGO. There is still packed snow and ice on all the steets. I fish-tailed a half a dozen times getting to work, and this stresses me out BEYOND belief. I either need to live in a desert community, or somehwere where the public transport operates well-enough that I don't have to drive at all.
So. 10:07am. At work. Huge migraine. Want to leave.
I hope Duane can pick me up today...I really don't want to drive in this again...
Getting to work this morning gave me a huge migraine. It snowed heavily two days ago. TWO.DAYS.AGO. There is still packed snow and ice on all the steets. I fish-tailed a half a dozen times getting to work, and this stresses me out BEYOND belief. I either need to live in a desert community, or somehwere where the public transport operates well-enough that I don't have to drive at all.
So. 10:07am. At work. Huge migraine. Want to leave.
I hope Duane can pick me up today...I really don't want to drive in this again...
Monday, March 20, 2006
A whirlwind weekend
We got an incredible amount of crapola done this weekend. Duane picked me up from work on Friday...this included an ill-fated last-minute plan to take swing lessons that just DIDN'T happen. Unscathed by this attempt, we headed up to the Royal Gorge for a small afternoon trip, and made future plans to once again return to take advantage of some great white water rafting. We were both bitten by the WWR bug from our first trips not too long ago, and are quite eager to return to the rapids.
Wedding planning is pretty much in full force more than a year to go until the big fiesta. Looking this early is proving to be wise, as every single venue is open for our date, and we have time to peruse each possible facility we could ever think of.
As we are both opposed to an overly traditional wedding, our seaches have taken us to quite an ecclectic assortment of venues. Needless to say, we are pulsing with ideas, and every time we go looking, we come back wiser and full of excitement. Let it be known: our wedding will kick some major butt, and you will NOT see another wedding like ours. Our ultimate goal is of course to have our wedding in our own signature style. My second *secret* goal is to be featured in The Knot magazine. I can assure you that both of these goals will be met.
As it is snowing in Colorado Springs, I am not in work this morning. I'm not sure I will be going in the afternoon, either. The roads are still icy and snowy, which is typical of the city. I don't *do* icy and snowy roads.
Oh! And I was nearly struck by lightning yesterday...not a joke. The crack happened within 50 feet of where I was standing. I nearly crapped my pants. Not kidding.
Duane was a madman with the laundry last night. I cleaned the kitchen and made dinner, but he is the ultimate cleaning force in the house, no question.
I'm off to browse wedding photogs. Ciao-
We got an incredible amount of crapola done this weekend. Duane picked me up from work on Friday...this included an ill-fated last-minute plan to take swing lessons that just DIDN'T happen. Unscathed by this attempt, we headed up to the Royal Gorge for a small afternoon trip, and made future plans to once again return to take advantage of some great white water rafting. We were both bitten by the WWR bug from our first trips not too long ago, and are quite eager to return to the rapids.
Wedding planning is pretty much in full force more than a year to go until the big fiesta. Looking this early is proving to be wise, as every single venue is open for our date, and we have time to peruse each possible facility we could ever think of.
As we are both opposed to an overly traditional wedding, our seaches have taken us to quite an ecclectic assortment of venues. Needless to say, we are pulsing with ideas, and every time we go looking, we come back wiser and full of excitement. Let it be known: our wedding will kick some major butt, and you will NOT see another wedding like ours. Our ultimate goal is of course to have our wedding in our own signature style. My second *secret* goal is to be featured in The Knot magazine. I can assure you that both of these goals will be met.
As it is snowing in Colorado Springs, I am not in work this morning. I'm not sure I will be going in the afternoon, either. The roads are still icy and snowy, which is typical of the city. I don't *do* icy and snowy roads.
Oh! And I was nearly struck by lightning yesterday...not a joke. The crack happened within 50 feet of where I was standing. I nearly crapped my pants. Not kidding.
Duane was a madman with the laundry last night. I cleaned the kitchen and made dinner, but he is the ultimate cleaning force in the house, no question.
I'm off to browse wedding photogs. Ciao-
Thursday, March 16, 2006
The air is astink with boredom
And pizza. I should have tackled the Domino pizza guy in the hall just now. But alas...
I'm in a panini craze as of late. Its an absolute shame that foods which pack on the pounds taste so freaking good.
Pink and brown (with some green accents) are the colors for the wedding. Yes. Until I change my mind.
Second day burritos taste the best.
Do you ever get into those phases of 'not looking good?' This entire week I have looked like TRASH. WTF?
Top Chef isn't filling the Project Runway void now in my life. America's Top Model is just starting, so there is hope. I'm sure Jade is going to cause some DRAMA...thank God. Nothing beats the antics of Andrae, I'm afraid.
Deb and Dan will be out soon! We're going to brunch at the Broadmoor when they get into town, and they shall tour the homestead promptly following. It will be good to see them soon.
And pizza. I should have tackled the Domino pizza guy in the hall just now. But alas...
I'm in a panini craze as of late. Its an absolute shame that foods which pack on the pounds taste so freaking good.
Pink and brown (with some green accents) are the colors for the wedding. Yes. Until I change my mind.
Second day burritos taste the best.
Do you ever get into those phases of 'not looking good?' This entire week I have looked like TRASH. WTF?
Top Chef isn't filling the Project Runway void now in my life. America's Top Model is just starting, so there is hope. I'm sure Jade is going to cause some DRAMA...thank God. Nothing beats the antics of Andrae, I'm afraid.
Deb and Dan will be out soon! We're going to brunch at the Broadmoor when they get into town, and they shall tour the homestead promptly following. It will be good to see them soon.
Monday, March 13, 2006
All you gotta do is jump OVER the moon
That boy needs therapy!
Monday, and boy do I feel CRUSTY.
So I finally watched Harry Potter...the first 3 films this weekend, and it wasn't too bad. I am now officially a pagan. JAY KAAAAAY!
YOGURT SMOOTHIE. 3% juice.
Also saw the Libertine this weekend, as well. That was an awkward viewing experience...and that wasn't due to the content of the film. Try sitting in the back row with a seat that doesn't feel right, a big-headed dude in front of you blocking the view, and trying to eat a fragrant panini undetected.
Stylish Women's Clothing!
That boy needs therapy!
Monday, and boy do I feel CRUSTY.
So I finally watched Harry Potter...the first 3 films this weekend, and it wasn't too bad. I am now officially a pagan. JAY KAAAAAY!
YOGURT SMOOTHIE. 3% juice.
Also saw the Libertine this weekend, as well. That was an awkward viewing experience...and that wasn't due to the content of the film. Try sitting in the back row with a seat that doesn't feel right, a big-headed dude in front of you blocking the view, and trying to eat a fragrant panini undetected.
Stylish Women's Clothing!
Friday, March 10, 2006
Freaking Ridiculous
So I have to pay my bank 15 bucks for a replacement credit card that was actually in the kitchen. I found it less than 5 minutes after I made the call to get another one. GREAT. I am spending 15 bucks for a card I can't even put anything on, as the balance hasn't been more than 100 bucks lower than the maximum for over a year.
I should have waited for Duane to call me back. My haste has cost me more money than I'd like to count.
I need a better job. This lifestyle is NOT working whatsoever.
So I have to pay my bank 15 bucks for a replacement credit card that was actually in the kitchen. I found it less than 5 minutes after I made the call to get another one. GREAT. I am spending 15 bucks for a card I can't even put anything on, as the balance hasn't been more than 100 bucks lower than the maximum for over a year.
I should have waited for Duane to call me back. My haste has cost me more money than I'd like to count.
I need a better job. This lifestyle is NOT working whatsoever.
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Grandma DOWN
Bizarre weekend. Champagne brunch this morning....glorious! Except....
At the bananas foster table, this eighty year old woman asked the 15 year-old dude in a chef's hat working there if she could have an omelet.
10 minutes later we're sitting at our table munching away when we hear some dishes crash to the floor in the "OMELET ZONE." We thought it was just a plate that had crashed, but when we passed by the said "zone," who did we see on the stairs clutching her hip? GRANDMA OMELET! Surrounding her not only was shattered dreams (not to mention a shattered hip) and porcelain, but her dear omelet.
She should have ordered the foster...in the STAIR-FREE area.
Bizarre weekend. Champagne brunch this morning....glorious! Except....
At the bananas foster table, this eighty year old woman asked the 15 year-old dude in a chef's hat working there if she could have an omelet.
10 minutes later we're sitting at our table munching away when we hear some dishes crash to the floor in the "OMELET ZONE." We thought it was just a plate that had crashed, but when we passed by the said "zone," who did we see on the stairs clutching her hip? GRANDMA OMELET! Surrounding her not only was shattered dreams (not to mention a shattered hip) and porcelain, but her dear omelet.
She should have ordered the foster...in the STAIR-FREE area.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Wedding
I've spent an ungodly amount of time on theknot.com. We've settled on colors and theme...starting to work on a guest list. I've picked out a katubah by a LOVELY Indian Jewish convert as well as a photographer. Mom would like to make the chupah, but we'll see if we can find any appropriate fabric...I'm thinking silks or watercolors.
I require a salt glow
Where's Andrae?
It did my soul some good to see Andrae on Project Runway tonight...the DOOR montage was HILARIOUS. I can't believe Heidi's people did what they did to Jay.
Work has been bizarre this week...computers have been down, and I have felt absolutely useless. Duane has been at a conference, and I have been doing nothing. I can't find my teal sports bra, and that's basically been my excuse for not working out this week.
I've spent an ungodly amount of time on theknot.com. We've settled on colors and theme...starting to work on a guest list. I've picked out a katubah by a LOVELY Indian Jewish convert as well as a photographer. Mom would like to make the chupah, but we'll see if we can find any appropriate fabric...I'm thinking silks or watercolors.
I require a salt glow
Where's Andrae?
It did my soul some good to see Andrae on Project Runway tonight...the DOOR montage was HILARIOUS. I can't believe Heidi's people did what they did to Jay.
Work has been bizarre this week...computers have been down, and I have felt absolutely useless. Duane has been at a conference, and I have been doing nothing. I can't find my teal sports bra, and that's basically been my excuse for not working out this week.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Project Runway
I don't think I can take anymore. First they have robbed me of my weekly dose of Andrae, and NOW they kick off NICK?!?!?! I seriously cried. Santino needs to go...that horrible excuse for clothing on Kara was GLUED ON. Le sigh. Nick is genius...and I hope he rocks New York big time.
Daniel is taking it home, people. Chloe is seriously surprising me. Nick's suit was AWESOME.
My ORGINAL final three pick: 1. Daniel 2. Nick 3. Chloe
I don't think I can take anymore. First they have robbed me of my weekly dose of Andrae, and NOW they kick off NICK?!?!?! I seriously cried. Santino needs to go...that horrible excuse for clothing on Kara was GLUED ON. Le sigh. Nick is genius...and I hope he rocks New York big time.
Daniel is taking it home, people. Chloe is seriously surprising me. Nick's suit was AWESOME.
My ORGINAL final three pick: 1. Daniel 2. Nick 3. Chloe
