Baby shower in Rochester for Rita. She is due to have a boy, Richard Steven, a week before my birthday. While Rita is a Winnie The Pooh aficionado, don't even think of getting her anything Piglet related. Apparently, she even went out of her way to find wallpaper that didn't include Piglet when decorating Richie's room.
I mentally ticking items off the list in my head of stuff I need to take care of on lunch. My father-in-law is having major surgery right now. Because of that, I offered to have the family over for dinner so that no one had to worry about starving to death or subjecting themselves to hospital cafeteria food.
Of course, when I offered I didn't know that I might have about 10-12 people stopping by to eat. And of course, my in-laws have excellent appetites. Since I'm such an awesome cook (note sarcasm), I will be making chili in a crock-pot. I can only do a double-batch, so I've already started brainstorming how to stretch to make sure no one goes hungry. Because, as you may know, that is the ultimate sin for a Polish woman.
Between my brain and suggestions from Sabrina (thankyouverymuchyouRAWK!), I think we're going to pick up a couple $5 Little Caesar pizzas to go along with the chili, French bread and whatever frozen vegetable I find in the freezer to cook up. I ha…
I'm supposed to be practicing violin right now. I had, in fact, tuned up and started to pick my way through some chamber orchestra music. Somewhere around the second movement of a Folk Suite, I sighed heavily and put my instrument down.
I wasn't just "not feeling it." I hated it. All summer long, I would go to rehearsal hoping things would be cool and end up watching the time tick by slowly. I can only think of one rehearsal where I left feeling happy: the first rehearsal.
I've played with this group of people before, and some of the reasons why I stopped playing with them for several months have seemed to creep up. Simply put, I am not having fun.
I understand that I'm not going to love every program that I play, but this is the second program in a year's time that I'm finding pretty aggravating. The other ensembles I play with don't give me this feeling. A bad side effect of being aggravated is that I've avoided practicing. The end …
I occasionally get coupons for free underwear from Victoria's Secret. I almost always redeem them because, hell, it's free underwear that I'd be buying anyway. Well, the coupon not only offers a free pair of underwear but $10 off any bra. It's the store's way of trying to make some money and I was game on Saturday. It's been awhile since I bought a new bra and I've always been partial to VS's style.
I made a beeline over to one of the new lines, Ipex, that I've wanted to try out. By that time, at least two sales associates had swooped in to ask if I needed assistance. I grinned to myself as I thought, "Well, I need support, but of the wire and fabric variety." I know. Terrible.
I'm not convinced that one of the sales associates knows what she's doing when it comes to fitting bras. I tried on a bra in the size I currently wear and found it was too tight where it hooks which also caused the cup of the bra to pull too tight. …
Here’s a chance for a little interactivity for all the bloggers out there. Below is a list of 100 things that I think every good omnivore should have tried at least once in their life. The list includes fine food, strange food, everyday food and even some pretty bad food - but a good omnivore should really try it all. Don’t worry if you haven’t, mind you; neither have I, though I’ll be sure to work on it. Don’t worry if you don’t recognise everything in the hundred, either; Wikipedia has the answers.
Here’s what I want you to do:
1) Copy this list into your blog or journal, including these instructions. 2) Bold all the items you’ve eaten. 3) Cross out any items that you would never consider eating. 4) Optional extra: Post a comment at www.verygoodtaste.co.uk linking to your results.
1. Put your mp3 player or music player on your computer on random. 2. Post the first four lines from the first 20 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song (skip repeat artists). 3. Post and let everyone you know guess (in the comments!) what song and artist the lines come from. 4. Please play fair. Don’t be a dirty rotten cheater and Google the lyrics!
1. Angel, angel Don’t take your life tonight I know they take And that they take in turn
2. one too many times I fell over you once in a shadow I finally grew and once in a night I dreamed you were there I canceled my flight from going nowhere
3. Words comin forth like water from the tap Clap tracks line the spaces places papers people stack Back track through the minutes when the thoughts went insane I pulled the picture off the cover and blew out the mind games
4. China all the way to New York I can feel the distance getting close You're right next to me But I need an airplane
Our culture tends put a value on things. Over the past year and some, I've tried to be better about materialism and getting rid of excess stuff. Then I started thinking about the odd assorted items that carry a sort of sacredness to me. I walked around the house, picking up the first few things that immediately came to mind and put them on a table. The picture is below: Starting at the left and going around clockwise, the first thing is a small notebook with a card on top. The card is my first non-commercial radio license I got in 1993 when I became a DJ for Irondequoit High School's radio station, WIRQ. The notebook is where I used to diligently transcribe quotes and lyrics that appealed to me throughout high school and college.
Next is a matchbox car that my friend, Brian, gave me on my 16th birthday after saying for days leading up to the day, "I'm getting you a car you can drive!" Underneath that are the house keys for my grandma's former house and…
I have read so many tweets and blog entries about "ZOMG! Twilight is the best book series EVER! It's the new Harry Potter, but with vampires!" that it has started to affect my dreams. It didn't help that I had seen this trailer recently:
I've forgotten most the dream aside from the fact that in it I was reading the book and living in the movie at the same time, but as a viewer. I can't even remember details, but does it really matter? The book series has permeated my consciousness. Naturally, the series is huge with the tween set, so I'm not going to be able to get out of the library because it's on perma-inter-loan between libraries as it goes from one hold request to another.
In the meantime, I'm letting myself be amused by people who use their due-back slips as bookmarks. I do this, but am always careful to shred mine because it has my full name on it. While reading The Jane Austen Book Club, I came across the slip for a girl who had chec…
I've had this mad rush of productivity that came over me on Saturday and still seems to be in play today. I think it's hormone-related, but am doing my best to run with it while it's here. Accomplishments? May seem ordinary, but when you consider I was at a bachelorette party from 4:300pm until 3am-ish on Saturday (woke up on Sunday around 10:30am), I think this is a good list:
- Upstairs bathroom cleaned - Downstairs bathroom cleaned - Kitchen cleaned, including floor - Five loads of laundry washed, folded, and partly put away (I don't put Matt's clothes away) - Grocery shopping completed - Made a tomato-cucumber salad - Did the news (for Sunday) - Took cans back for refunds - Took care of the compost - Some general straightening downstairs
This has carried over to work, too. But that's helped by the fact that my boss is out of town this morning at a meeting so it allows me to get some stuff sorted, including finally being able to use his computer for some bank stuff…
Matt and I took off for the rural hills of Norwich, NY this past weekend for the vow renewal by family friends Janine and Kabir. We learned our lesson from the past few years of attending other weddings and built in some buffer travel time.
This means that Friday night found us in Rochester. It being Friday, that meant date night, hence why none of our Rochester friends heard a peep from us about being in town. Sorry guys! The pictures are below.
Saturday, if we had time to stop, we would have pulled over and taken many pictures of a scene of Sophomore (Official Site) being filmed on a side street off of the street I grew up on. But alas, we had quite a drive ahead of us so we hit the thruway and then the back roads. If I wasn't driving, I would have taken some pics of the gorgeous views on Route 20 once you get off Route 81 from Syracuse.
The wedding was held on our friend's grandparent's farm. They don't actually farm, but rent their 13 acres of land to someone el…
Mom and Dad get down. Dad is the one dancing in white socks. Guess his black sneakers didn't allow him to bust all his moves the way he wanted. We left at 12:30am. They still won't tell us what time they got back to the hotel.