Thursday, December 17, 2009

OVO

Someone's bad luck is our good luck, and so tonight Nolan and I inherited (for a small price) tickets to see Cirque du Soleil's "OVO"!!! What better way to wind down this last week before the holidays!

I also have this link to share of our floor "cookie elves" from our party yesterday. JibJab has made incredible progress with it's elf yourself tool over the last few years!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Luck, be a lady...

I'm one of those people who just doesn't ever win things. Which is why I am one of the few people on my floor who don't invest in lotto scratchers. Because when I realized that my chances of actually winning are about 1000 times lower than the average person's, the only thing I'd be scratching out would be my eyeballs. So I shouldn't have to preface this by saying that I was feeling pretty good about being runner-up in the hat contest this morning at our HR holiday party. We wrapped over 300 presents for needy kids, and then used the wrapping paper scraps to make hats. Not too bad! And my theme was called, "Lady Holiday":

However, it is also not surprising that the person who actually enlisted someone from the safety department to LIGHT THEIR HAT ON FIRE beat me out. If I was in that crowd, I would be hysterically cheering on the chick with the flaming hat over the one who looked like Santa threw up on the chubby wench at the Renaissance Faire.

It hasn't been a great day for the figure. First the delicious food at the holiday party, and then our floor Cookie Exchange:

And with only a few days left until I leave for Mexico...such a shame to throw away all those hours I spent at the gym.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

bestest.

As you can see from my previous post, cleaning up after the Christmas party was something I was DREADING after work yesterday. And Nolan had emailed me asking if we could have a date night and all I could think was “this cleaning is going to ruin it!”. So imagine my shock and delight when I walked up to the front door and saw that our Christmas lights were on…furthermore, when I walked into the house, candles were lit and it smelled warm. And then I saw the pile of folded clothes on the bed waiting to be put away. And that the dishes were completely washed AND dried AND put away. And the trash was taken out. And leftovers were packaged in the fridge. And hot water was ready on the stove for a hot cup of cider for me. And my perfect husband was waiting for me in the living room. So we went on a nice walk, grabbed Tuttimelon and chatted, and then because we were feeling sappy, we opened our Christmas presents for each other early. YES, we RUINED CHRISTMAS, and it was GLORIOUS.

So then we sat down and played a nice long game of Carcassonne and I sipped my mulled wine in another attempt at sleeping as well as I had the night before. Best.night.ever.

I have been so cold, that not only have my chilblains made their annual appearance (hello, misery!), but I shiver while waiting for the muni EVEN bundled up. So I have started wearing leg warmers. Under my pants at work, over my pajama leggings. And let me tell you: what a giant scarf does for your neck, leg warmers do 5 times that for your legs. Amazing. I'm going to go buy more today!

Tomorrow is our floor's cookie party, so tonight Nolan and I are slaving away trying to make fancy cookies and coming up with interesting recipes. Any ideas?

I also have to add that I've recently invested in a highly recommended product and I will do the same for you and tell you right now that it will change your life if you are as lazy/busy as I am!

Oscar Blandi dry shampoo: I didn't have time to wash my hair this morning, and thought it would be okay since I am hitting the gym at lunchtime, but I needed a quick fix for my (temporary!) unclean hair. I saw Nolan's eyes light up when he saw this product, too, and I am fairly certain this will be the lifesaver during the holidays and traveling to and from Mexico. I hate unwashed plane/travel hair. Now: no more! Here's the link if you're interested!

Monday, December 14, 2009

party in the USA!

Yesterday we hosted our Christmas party, and let me just enlighten you on what I learned this year:

1.) Even though homemade (alcoholic) eggnog is very impressive, it is also very expensive, and when you dump cups of bourbon and brandy into it and only half of the huge bowl gets consumed, it's basically like dumping money down the sink. Note to self: next year take Nolan's advice and buy cartons of eggnog (hard and non-alcoholic) instead of making it.

2.) If you have an oil fondue going, don't leave it out overnight or your house WILL smell like In-N-Out the next morning.

3.) Make people take their leftovers home with them. Alternately, prepare to have only leftovers for the next week.

4.) Buy a bigger trashcan.

5.) Paper plates.

6.) (this one's for Nolan) If you are sick, don't eat tons of greasy food regardless, and then have to get up hundreds of times during the night and regret it all.

On the upside, our little friend wasn't there to wreak havoc last night, as I took him up to Placerville to begin his winter vacation there while we're in Mexico next week. So that was a plus. Downside: our bed was noticeably colder without him. Sniff.

Speaking of which: it's supposed to be raining at least part of the time in Cancun, but I'll take 80 degree rain on the beach over 30 degree rain on the nasty SF streets ANY day. Good thing we still have our ponchos from Europe, woo!

Thursday, December 10, 2009

merry holydays

Yesterday the muni lost power downtown, so a little before 6 I was standing on the 30-degree, windy San Francisco street with dripping wet hair from the gym, a heavy bag, and no bus in sight. Plenty went right by because they were super crowded, but I ended up taking a random one that only went halfway to my house, and then walking home. Almost 2 hours later I walked through that door, and man, I have never been so grateful for a nice warm hot dog. I know everyone says SF has a great Public Trans system, but seriously I have been on public transportation systems in some of the busiest cities in the world: Paris, Rome, London, New York, Washington D.C., etc. San Francisco can't hold a candle to ANY of those, and in my mind, if I would consider paying for parking downtown every day instead of taking pub trans, something has got to be fixed...

Other than the inhumanely freezing temperatures in San Francisco, I've found that it just doesn't feel Christmassy here. I can't wait to move to an area where there are seasons (imagine that!) and holidays again. Plus I'm tired of having to say "Happy Holidays" when really I want to say "MERRY CHRISTMAS". Oh, America.

Monday, December 7, 2009

gingerflesh

Today I was reminded that I'm not in the country anymore--when I left the gym at lunch, it started hailing outside, and everyone on the street starts yelling, "omg, it's SNOWING!" and pulling out their iPhones to snap a picture and immediately post it on facebook. I didn't have the heart to yell "It's hail, you idiots!". I even heard one girl on her cell phone saying "well it isn't sticking yet, but..." and I sniggered as I walked past, secretly hoping she would be watching out her window all afternoon wondering why it never stuck.

This morning on the muni I was thoroughly engrossed in my book, and when we got to my stop, I was so confused--I could have sworn I was on my way HOME from work and that it was Friday...not that I was on my way TO work on a Monday. How depressing. I need to get more sleep tonight and not let Milo hog the bed.

Last night I was making gingerbread cookies for our small group, and also to make our house smell delicious and Christmassy, and instead I singed off my armhairs on the stove and our house smelled like burning hair/flesh instead of warm delicious gingerbread. So, Merry Christmas, Hannibal Lector.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

tuttilicious

Tonight has been spent furiously wrapping presents, eating leftover curry and Tuttimelon, and trying to find a good movie to match my mood to watch. No luck so far, so I'm thinking of reverting to Slumdog Millionaire, which somehow in my mind ends up lumped together with favourite feel-goods like Pride and Prejudice and The Tenth Kingdom. I'm nothing if not quirky.

Speaking of Tuttimelon; they just opened one 2 blocks from my work, which means my paychecks will have a new home :(

Quote of the day (from Thanksgiving):
*while driving up to Placerville*
Nolan: "Why can't I drive AND play videogames on my iPhone?!"

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

lots!

Well. It's been awhile. But I've been on vacation! I guess it's not even worth offering excuses. So, in lieu of a bunch of long stories, and because I'm tired, here are tons of pictures to EXPLAIN why I was away :)

Because I was:

Running a 5k with my family on Thanksgiving morning:

And making gingerbread houses:

Ylehsa took pictures of Nolan and I (these are favourites!):


And we went Christmas tree hunting with our families:


I've been busy! So don't hate! I'll be back in business soon.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

moony

So it's been a few days, but let me tell you: sacrifices must be made.

And here I was storing up this precious picture:

Not just cookies, but chocolate (chip) cookies! Nolan thought it would be fun for him to make choc. chip cookies, me to make homemade eggnog, and listen to Christmas music. Needless to say I was an easy sell. Until I was whipping the eggs and heard "Oh noooo!" and looked over to see that he had not realized chocolate chips will melt if you pour melted butter over them. Hence, chocolate (chip) cookies. And they were actually delicious!

I also decided it was high time that I actually take N's present out of it's wax-laden casket, and wrap it properly, if only to tempt him :) Apparently the box was temptation enough for one man:


I will not even spill about how great New Moon was. We went up to Pville this weekend, just me and the girls, and relished being away from the city and drowning everything we did in wine, shopping, and New Moon/Twilight related paraphernalia. If you haven't seen it yet: GO. Or else wait and go see it again with me over Thanksgiving, because you know I'll be first in line.
Here are some pics of the fun (thanks, SB!):
Enjoying our apple doughnuts :)

More apple hill...

And of course, visiting my great-aunt's mini horses! SOOOO CUTE!

Thursday, November 19, 2009

electricity

I had this crazy dream last night that one of our company executives was decorating his office and invited my whole department to join him and listen to Christmas music and make gingerbread men. I have had a long week.

I take consolation in the fact that tomorrow I get to go to one of my favourite places in the world, see some of my favourite people, and bring some of my other favourite people with me! If you don't fall in either group, don't worry--I have lots of favourite people. It gets better: we're seeing New Moon on Saturday. We're also bingeing on candy and coffee (surprise!), and sitting in hot tubs and sleeping in and Mom, I may or may not bring some laundry (surprise again!). Milo is NOT coming, because he is a turd and needs to spend a weekend along with his thoughts. Nolan's been encouraging him to just keep on chewing on that computer cord! To see what happens! And this is when I sigh and hide the cord for BOTH their benefits.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

oatmeal and diesel engines

Last night I watched Coraline with Ash U and Sarah, and decided that I love Tim Burton even more than when his other movies came out. I also gorged myself on New Moon candies, and fell asleep wondering if I would be barfing Sweettarts onto my pillow. So much for giving up candy. Today is a fresh start.

Since I brought home Nolan's present that came in the mail from Amazon yesterday (word!), which was most likely a stupider idea than leaving it at work UNTIL Christmas, he of course demanded to open it. Being a jolly elf, I couldn't allow it, so I let him shake it...but when I remembered he would be home alone with it all evening while I was watching Coraline, I had to do something. So we devised a plan to keep him out of it, and fortunately he cooperated:


If he can cheat a wax seal without me knowing, I guess there is nothing else I can do anyway. Hhhh.

A coworker sent me the following link, and it opened my eyes to Milo's world. Not that I was dying of curiosity, but did you know a cat purrs at the same rate as an idling diesel engine? Hmm, good to know in case I ever go on Jeopardy I guess.
...Or if you happen to have spare gold around, I'd highly recommend investing.

Looks like we finally know what Milo does in his room:

(my graffiti skillz are impressive, no?)

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

boba

Since Tuttimelon moved across the street to a bigger, self-serve place (watch out, Anna!), the owners have used the old space to open up a self-serve boba tea place! So on Saturday, they had a grand opening and gave away free boba tea for 2 hours! Needless to say we ran over there and waited in line. Since it's self-serve, the woman in front of us piled so much tapioca into her cup before filling it with milk, that I looked at Nolan and his mouth was a giant "O" of horror. Ah gluttony, my friend.

Yesterday I ordered his xmas present from amazon, and it arrived this morning. I guess it pays to order before the christmas rush!

Maybe I will start writing down my thoughts again. I keep thinking of things I want to blog about, but through the day's chaos, it all gets lost. So I'm left talking about some greedy woman and her boba and my recent amazon order. Obviously this is the most exciting blog you've ever read.

Monday, November 16, 2009

rainbow meat

Friday night Nolan and I went out for date night at a local Vietnamese place, and of course just letting steak sit on my tongue again (it's been awhile, okay?) was the most fulfilling experience of my life. The only little issue I had was that there was a rainbow tint to the steak...which made me feel weird about eating it. As it should.

This whole weekend I did practically nothing. I worked on our scrapbook, I crocheted, I made pancakes with Nolan, I lounged...I also babysat on Saturday night, so that I guess counts as the most productive feeling ever. And that feeling of general nothingness that I felt? Glo.ri.ous.

And now I'm back at work, feeling like my head is a calabasa and not being able to do everything that is thrown at me (Oh Monday, you fickle lover!). On the otherhand, I have been drinking so much water and working out that my whole body feels like a ball o' energy. So...that's good news.

Quote of the day:
Colleague (after hearing of a price increase for us): "Big consulting is not better consulting. Wisdom to live by."
Duly noted.

Friday, November 13, 2009

heat.

San Francisco is almost always cold. But everytime it gets really cold, I am totally caught off-guard. So I have been turning on a little portable heater by my feet while I'm on the computer. Today my feet were feeling cold even with the heater on, and I looked down to see if something was broken, but no. Milo was sitting in front of my feet with his eyes closed, hogging the heat. I compromised with him and let him sit ON my feet so at least we both benefit.

Guffaw

Confession: I have been going to bed at 8-8:30 lately. And sleeping til 6-6:30! That's 10 hours of sleep, for those of you who can't count. The result? I've been drowsy all day because of too much sleep. Also I have been extremely unproductive while at home since my evening consists of eating dinner with Nolan when I get home, then we put on pjs, watch 24 in bed, then go to sleep. I am becoming elderly. Or at least lazy. But! I do it out of solidarity with Nolan, who has to go to bed that early because he has to get up at 3:30-4am to make it to the hospital on time each morning. So...that's a pretty good excuse, yes?

Last night at the library with my learner, I finally checked out "It sucked and then I cried" by Heather Armstrong, the blogger behind the monster blog, Dooce. I've been meaning to read this book for quite awhile now, and have found the only downsides to it to be that:
#1 I have to muffle my guffaws on the trainride to/from work...which is EXTREMELY embarrassing considering the only other person on there guffawing out loud is the crazy guy from the Haight who's interspersing his guffaws with some song about Captain Planet and Pokemon.
Anyway. #2 is that it's entirely about when she was pregnant, had her baby, and then dealt with post-partum depression. So I guess it's a little awkward when one is sitting on the muni, oh say, on a friday morning, and as you are on the chapter page titled, "How to exploit an unborn baby", a hugely pregnant woman sits down next to you and starts reading over your shoulder while simultaneously stroking her giant belly. Meanwhile I'm still trying to stifle my now super-inappropriate guffaws over here.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

rollin' on the river!

Yes, I just watched this week's episode of Glee! I'm going to have wild dreams about performing songs while careening across a stage in a rusty wheelchair tonight.

Nolan agreed to watch Glee with my tonight instead of 24 (he's been feeling like Glee hasn't been as good lately), if I agreed to take a bite of whatever he had behind his back. It was one of his concoctions, and I told him I'd just watch Glee without him in bed because there was NO WAY I was trying his experiment. Good thing, too, because it turned out to be this:

Turns out it was tuna with a whole lot of other things mashed in. How did he put it while I took this picture? "Ohmygosh. That looks like cat food! Or POOP!" Mmmm, tempting.

I discovered a new favourite lunch food recently. Annie Chun's brand asian food from Walgreens. I know, not exactly high quality, right? Look, when you want cheap, fast, relatively healthy and tasty food, Walgreens has some decent options. Besides, this is someone who spent several romantic meals in Europe at McDonald's with her husband--don't be too shocked that I get lunch at Walgreens.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Cullenized!

Today the Caldwells officially went green:

We decided it was time to switch to stainless steel, and stop using plastic! Plus the cute bottle (mine is the blue one) is motivation for me to drink more water (and less coffee?). It has a delicious smooth feeling as I drink it. Yummmm! I highly recommend making the switch!

Also by special request, ylehsa made me into a Cullen. Actually, I guess, she made me into (*SPOILER!*) Bella Cullen! Haha. This is possibly the creepiest I have ever looked:


Today I stocked up on Ghirardelli's Peppermint Bark for my cube, and ate a shameful amount of it. Hello holidays! Goodbye resolve to eat better :(

Monday, November 9, 2009

a day in the life

I have often wondered what Milo does during the day while we're gone. Today I got to find out. I went downtown to pick up my laptop so that I could work from home, and when I walked back through the door, I found Milo pinning a fly against the cupboard door. He turned around, gave me a look that clearly said, "what are YOU doing home?!", and then I saw the fly squeeze through his paws on the cupboard, and he had to catch it all over again. Later, he was chasing invisible creatures across the carpet, and then he put himself down for a nap before sitting in the window for the rest of the day and people-watching. How can you not love this little creature--curled up on top of his favourite little toy:

And people-watching out the window...though at the moment, he was eyeing me as I crept closer:


My dad and his business partner were in Oakland today for a conference, and so they came to our house so that my dad could fix a rogue tube in our car (I found it, but I didn't fix it this time :( ). What a blessing that they were in the area the day after we had car problems! And that they were willing to go out of their way to come! Which is why I worked from home--so I could provide keys and tools and whatever else help was necessary. And I wanted to see my dad! So while I worked, I had stuff in the oven, among which was my favourite pineapple upside-down cake:

And now I'm sitting here with Ash U, enjoying Dutch chocolate and cheese, and French wine! Ahhh I'm spoiled :)

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Had a very shiny nose...

I love the weekends...

Waking up to play with my boys and enjoy a little bit of extra sleep.

This weekend while backstage at church, I discovered this:

...which makes me <3 our java ministry and whatever hooligan graffitied our kitchen with that.

Quote of the day:
Nolan: "You look like a reindeer."
Me: "What!?! WHY!"
Nolan: "Because...you're like Rudolph, and you light up my life."
Me: "Hhh. Smooth."

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

fluff

I have a big meeting tomorrow, so tonight I have to hem my nice pants so that I don't look like a loser whose legs aren't long enough to fill out even the smallest size Gap sells. This is going to be interesting, since my fingers are all pruned up from soaking in lukewarm water for an hour while preparing, bathing, and blow-drying Milo. The perks of all this are that he will be much cleaner, and he won't smell like trash anymore (we hope). Just this evening, we looked at him and wondered aloud what the yellow patches in his fur were around his neck. Is it even possible for a cat to pee on himself? Who knows. I wouldn't put anything past the beast. Also each morning when I pick him up to cuddle him, I bury my nose into his fur and smell...celery. Usually in the mornings he reeks of pungent celery, and then by evening he just smells like garbage. So we decided to put an end to it so that we'll have a fluffy, tropical-fruit-smelling little child in our bed tonight, instead of one with questionable fur and odors.

ps I've given up on daily quotes again.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Falling

I think my body is very confused right now per the time change, and it has been rebelling by a.) demanding more coffee and sugar than usual, b.) not recognizing the passing of time. Basically the days have been looooong and I've been fighting the urge to poison my bloodstream with all the things I love in unhealthy doses. This is when it helps that at least I know I'm safe when I get home, because Nolan is hellbent on us eating healthy, and I know it's good for us, but SIGH it's just so hard when all the bad stuff is SO GOOD. Nonetheless, I have to repeatedly tell myself that I WILL appreciate this when I'm 80 and possibly able to take him at armwrestling from our wheelchairs.

The countdown to Mexico for Christmas this year has begun! We're a little over 6 weeks away, and I've already planned what I'm packing. I'm THAT. EXCITED. In fact, I mostly just left all of my travel stuff (minus clothes) from Europe in my suitcase, and stuffed it out of the way for a few weeks.

I think Fall set in a month or so ago in my mind, but now with the holidays, it feels like I haven't even been able to enjoy it! I have had 2 Pumpkin Spice Lattes, stepped on maybe a handful of crunchy leaves, and worn a scarf once (while in the US). What is going on! It's been hot here, and IT JUST ISN'T RIGHT.

However, my private onslaught of Christmas music, crocheting, spiced cider, and secret present-buying has made me feel a little bit better about the rapid passage of time. Milo's already anticipating dusting off his Santa suit from last year, I can see it in his eyes.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Potter-een

Fortunately, I averted disaster this Halloween by NOT dressing up as a child vampire (there were WAY cooler ones everywhere I looked!), and instead found a better idea. While standing in the shower before getting into costume, I was wishing my hair was better behaved, because I just wanted to not do anything to it before the party. Fortunately, there is a beloved book-character of mine who has frizzy brown hair that also looks pretty wretched. Behold Hermione Granger:

But keep in mind that it looked better from a distance, because for some reason Nolan only took pictures from my waist up? I tried to convince him to go as Harry Potter (we have a messy brown wig, even!), but he said he would prefer to be white trash...which ended up looking pretty trashy, but not in the best way. As soon as we arrived, he leaned over and whispered "Man. Harry Potter would have been WAY better!" Maybe I am always right!

The after-effects of Halloween this year are that now I'm fully immersed in the holiday season. All day I have been Christmas shopping, planning decorations for my desk, eating Almond Joys and listening to Bing Crosby's Christmas songs. Oh Bing. I adore you. Nolan imposed a strict law this year banning me from listening to Christmas music out loud until after Thanksgiving, but as long as I have my headphones on, nobody knows ;)

Friday, October 30, 2009

ghastly

This morning when I walked in the office, I was greeted by the most grotesque celebration of Halloween I have ever seen:

Immediately after this picture, I made him take that thing off. You can see why.

I'm also proud to show off a little of our building's creativity! Here are some of the finalists of the pumpkin-carving contest:


Halloween is always so awkward for me, because I see people who could either be in costume OR really bad dressers...and you just can't tell. And then I look down at what I usually wear, and see how people could think the same thing about me. Huh.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

cookies!

I love it when my house smells like detergents and warm cookies. And peanut-butter oatmeal chocolate-chip cookies, no less! I figured Nolan would want a good dinner and some cookies maybe while relaxing after 40 hours on call at the hospital. I was right. And I got home a little earlier today since my class dismissed early. All day today and tomorrow I am in a project management class that I am absolutely LOVING! I will give more about that tomorrow when I'm done, because for now I'm going to bask in the warmth of a kitty on my knees and the smell of cookies in the air, and my husband in bed beside me. Perfect night.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

knotty

You know you're married to a med student when you find things like this all over the house:

Looks like he's been practicing his surgical knot-tying with floss again.

<3

Also, something depressing was the way it looked when I left my house this morning:

I had to walk to the muni in the almost pitch-blackness, and was a block away when I heard a rushing sound behind me and almost had a heart attack, but no: it was Nolan. He was on his bike, and had wanted to walk with me. But I almost died of fear when I heard that. Stupid winter darkness. And getting up early.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

meow

Sometimes all I want to do when I wake up in the morning is give Milo a swift kick. The fat little child can't stop crying, and I have NO idea where he learnt it! He must be a dog in disguise afterall. This morning I tried to smother him under the blankets and pet him ferociously, but as soon as my hand stopped moving, he was crying and squirming all around. Guess it's good at least in that it makes me wake up early. But he's still my favourite little friend. Everyone has their faults <3

With New Moon about to be released in 3.5 weeks, the fandemonium is out of control. Summit is releasing 30-second clips to the fan base just to keep them from becoming a riotous mob, and I feel like it's slowly chipping away at the actual movie's hype. Maybe I should adopt ylehsa's approach and refuse to watch any clips until I see the movie in theaters. But! They're just sitting there! At least I'm proud to say I don't leave hideous comments on youtube about wanting to marry Edward Cullen. Hhh. Teenagers and their raging hormones. Today I watched a clip they released of a kiss scene, and all the comments looked like this:

princesscullenxx:"omg i wish edward would kiss me like that <3!"
bella23894: "DDRRRRRRROOOOOLLLLL!!!!"
edwardslover: "omg he GROANED! hot!"

I figure, if I am ever going to thoroughly embarrass myself, I have much more creative ways of doing so.

Quote of the day via text:
Mom: "Rose* has returned!"

*My parents' rogue beagle that keeps going prodigal when better food and adventures are to be found elsewhere for a few days.

Monday, October 26, 2009

You make me happy, when skies are gray...

Well, drives up to Placerville are always fun. The traffic, the sweltering heat (70% of the year), and the hours in the car debating stopping for dinner and losing time or just sticking it out and starving. The highlight this past time was Milo. He sat like a little wilted flower on my lap and under the seat the entire time, until Nolan started driving like a crazy person ("I love these roads!") on the backroads, and about 2 miles from home, it finally got to him and the dry-heaving began. A split-second later and I aimed him at my pants while he wet-heaved and vomited chunky kibble all over my pants. At least he didn't get it all over the car, whew! Needless to say, he was starving when he walked through the door.

The weekends there are actually really fun though. So relaxing and enjoyable--it always makes us wonder what we're doing in the city. Huh. I went to Target on Saturday to get some scrapbooking stuff, and laying on the curb by where I parked was a child's vampire costume. It just so happens, that I can wear most child sizes, and I don't have a Halloween costume yet. So I snatched it up and voila! it fits! So now I'm going as a child vampire for Halloween, wooo! Sometimes being tiny has its perks.

Today was the start of my getting back into shape after vacation period. So we'll see how it goes. So far: no coffee and no nasty foods. Other than some Halloween candy. Heh.

I usually dread waking up on Mondays because let's face it, it's just depressing. But I LIKE it when I get woken up not by an alarm at 6:30am, but by someone big and warm peeling back my covers and kissing my forehead and singing "You Are My Sunshine." Life is good.

Quote of the day:
"What is wrong with this woman? She is asking about stuff that is nobody's business. What do I do? Really, what do I do here? I should have written it down. Qua-something. Qua. Quash. Quarbo. Quabity. Quabity assuance. No. No, no, no, but I'm getting close." - Creed from The Office

Friday, October 23, 2009

bubbles!

Thanks to Mentos fruity gum from Holland, the best gum ever for blowing bubbles, I was able to do this today without embarrassing myself in the elevator:

Impressive, you say? That was taken at the halfway point! HUGH!

I also want to say congratulations to my learner, Jennifer, on her completion yesterday! Hey and on almost being finished with Twilight, wooo!

venus de milo

Thanks to ylehsa, we have a modern interpretation of the Milo part of this famous statue:


This week has been such a blur. Not only do I feel super unproductive, but I've been messy too. Milo's loving having suitcases and a virtual obstacle course to play in our living room, but I'm tired of stepping over stuff and watching out for the breakable items (sorry about your chocolate, Nate!). And I have the massive task of scrapbooking our trip sometime in the near future. Also yesterday when I was waiting for my elevator to go home, I blew a huge bubble JUST as the elevator came, the doors opened, and two guys got to watch me picking scraps of green gum off of my cheeks and lips because it was too old to just pop neatly like a normal bubble as I walked on. Mmmm, professional.

Since Nolan has been sick, the only productive thing he has done this week is watch several seasons of The Wire and eat all of my favourite cereal. Well and he's been putting in his time towards becoming a doctor, but I mean let's keep the focus on what's important here, and that is that I like having a nice bowl of cereal waiting for me before bed. But! I still find him endearing!

Right now, we're just looking forward to our weekend visiting my parents and washing clothes (thanks, Mom!) and sleeping past 6am. Two days of relaxation, here we come!

Thursday, October 22, 2009

kilimanjaro

We still have two suitcases half-full of stuff on our floor. At least it gives Milo something to jump in and play around for a few days. I'm promised these will be put away by tomorrow, but we shall see!

I don't have a lot to write today, mainly because I'm still recovering from the peak that was Europe, and coming back down is proving to be more energy-consuming than I thought it would be. But at least today I put some pictures up! Here is one of my favourites:


Ah well. Time for bed. Tomorrow I have to get up at the crack again so that we can head up to Placerville for the weekend ahead of SF traffic. Wish us luck!

Quote of the day:
"Thinking is the hardest work there is, which is the probable reason why so few engage in it."
-Henry Ford

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

200!

Post #200 on my new(ish) blog = a free title when I otherwise can't think of one.

Tonight we officially unpack our bags and buy groceries and settle into life again. Two days, it took us TWO DAYS to recover. But mostly because Nolan is a baby when he's sick (just kidding, N!...sort of.), and insisted that he was too sick to stay up and unpack...but had enough energy to catch up on our tv shows and harass me for a massage. Hhh. So: tonight.

Also I've had issues lately with losing things. But not in the normal way; instead I have, in fact, done such a great job of hiding my valuables, that I have hidden them from myself. Like a huge roll of cash (all of my Europe money) that I hid safely while we were abroad so that I didn't have to carry it in my purse all the time and risk it being snatched. Which reminds me: I had two maps stolen out of my backpocket while there. TWO. Both of which were grimy and all crinkly, to which I say, "Take that, pickpockets. I hope you wept of disappointment." Anyway: when we got to Holland, I finally confessed to Nolan that it was missing, though I didn't tell him how much because I was embarrassed as it was, eeek. So we were sad about it and he kept teasing me about losing stuff, and I was secretly hating the French again because I was sure our French maid who came into our room had stolen it out of my suitcase. And then on the plane when I got out my travel pillow: BAM. A wad of cash rolled out. Turns out that WAS a fabulous hiding spot, because it took me DAYS to unearth it. Example number 2: my mom's car keys (sorry Mom!). We had to move the car for streetcleaning last night, and couldn't find the keys. Nolan had moved it last, so I was harassing him about losing them and feeling irritated, when I decided to randomly admire earring collection in my jewelry box and: BAM. All of a sudden I remember taking them from him before we left and putting them in a safe place. Needless to say I'm still feeling a little...sheepish. And I just realized I have to find new safe spots now that I've shown mine to the world. Hello world.

Quote of the day:
"i want to smack the look off of the groom's face. he looks like a cheeky, asian elmer fudd."
-ylehsa

Monday, October 19, 2009

2.2 pounds

Okay, first I have to finish our trip commentary, and then I have to tell you how it feels to be back. And that is totally different than how it feels to be on vacation in Europe. Ahem:

I think I left off in Amsterdam before heading to visit relatives. Okay. So we ran to the grocery store the next morning for some breakfast and snacks, and then jumped on a train to Amersfoort, where Nolan’s uncle was picking us up and taking us to their home in the country. Arriving at their house felt like coming home, and after days and days of traveling and living in weird hotels/gift shops like the place we stayed at in Amsterdam, sitting on a nice couch in a warm home and being served the most DELICIOUS things I have ever tasted and some freshly made coffee just the way we like it = heaven. Plus it was nice to just sit for awhile and catch up with his aunt and uncle. We spent the rest of the day like that, and they helped us get situated in the lovely bed and breakfast they were having us stay at just down the road. Seriously: best place we have ever stayed at, including our honeymoon I think. We had our own little cabin looking out onto the garden, and had a huge clean room decorated like a Dutch cottage in the woods…which it was, complete even with wine and chocolate awaiting our arrival. Whew! We had dinner that night with his aunt and uncle, and got to meet his cousins as well, and had just a wonderful time chatting with everybody. After dinner they served us coffee and liqueur with crème on top; the kind that you have to eat with a tiny silver spoon. It was incredible! Needless to say, after we said our goodnights, we slept the best we had all trip. Seriously amazing. The next morning we packed up and headed out for a drive with his aunt and uncle across miles and miles of Holland. We stopped in a tiny town at a coffeeshop that is hundreds of years old and had more coffee and biscuits and liqueur with crème on top :) Then we moved on to see the smallest town in Holland, and have a ferry take our car across a wide river. More driving, and we arrived in Arnhem, the town where Nolan’s family has a lot of history. We stopped in at the local bakery and got some more treats, and walked around a little bit, and then hopped back in the car to head to Den Haag, to meet more relatives!

When we arrived there, we had drinks and cookies with Nolan’s great aunt, a woman who is truly amazing for her age, and she showed us around her tiny house and showed us a lot of the family history and the most beautiful dollhouse I have ever seen, that she and her husband made entirely by hand! Hopefully I can post a picture of that soon, because it was amazing! We stopped to visit more cousins and see the beautiful home where they lived, and then we drove off to admire the Parliament buildings, and the Palace of Justice, where famous criminals through the ages have been brought from around the world. Incredible how much history this tiny country has. After a full day on the road, we finally arrived back in Amsterdam, said our goodbyes to our lovely aunt and uncle, and went looking for our accomodation for the night: a hotelboat anchored on one of the docks near Central Station. We were put up in the crew's cabin, which apparently is code for "tiniest cabin ever made", where you can't even close the door to the bathroom because it will hit your thighs, and this was bad news because we were both somewhat...uh..."sick". We went out on the town one last time to get any other souvenirs we would need as well as dinner and breakfast for the next morning, and then headed home, and tucked ourselves in our tiny bunkbeds (!) for the night.

There isn't much to say about the next time period, because it just involved us hopping on multiple planes and trains, etc., and wanting to give up and sleep on the streets instead of waiting for our muni home, but FINALLY (after firmly establishing what I have long known to be true: that the San Francisco Municipal Railway system is one of the worst in the world), we fell into bed with Milo, in our own home at last. Time of arrival at home: 9:30pm

Time of arrival at work this morning: 8:30am. That's inhumane. And yet, it was my own choice. Sometimes I question my own sanity. Although, I think I was partially antsy to get back just to ensure that my inbox wasn't about to explode with something of dire importance. Other than being a little sleepy--and I used Starbucks to cure that malady--it wasn't too bad. Although I can definitely identify with this, and confess to thinking these EXACT things before, during, and after my vacation (click to enlarge):


ps-Our last night in amsterdam we bought a kilo of french fries with sate sauce. Do you know how much fries that is? TOO MUCH.

Quote of the day:
"Ash: hahaha: wayne brady is on this episode of stargate. Whyyy? Hes not even doing something funny or musical."

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Reborn

It's official: I have been reborn a Dutch-woman. All these years of hearing from my husband, the proud Dutch citizen, the wonders of Holland, I am finally a believer.

It all started when we spent our last day in Paris, and I realized that what had started as a sore throat from the fumes of Paris and it's filthyness (that happened to me the last time I was in Paris too, so I'm not making it up!), had
morphed into a full-blown cold. Thanks, Paris. We hopped on our train to Holland, and while I watched out the windows for the next 4 hours, I saw Paris turn into Brussels, which turned into Antwerp; all of them somewhat busy and dirty. But then a wonderful thing happened: the smoke stacks and graffiti were slowly replaced by sunny forests and quaint country roads lining old Belgian and Dutch homes; the roads filled with bicycles and people waving while riding alongside quiet brooks. Then there were windmills and horses and canals and buildings. We stopped in Rotterdam and Den Haag, and then we arrived at Amsterdam Centraal station. Once we arrived at our hotel, which is flanked on two sides by canals and on the other by a small cobblestone street barely big enough for a car, we went out to see the city, and visited the Dam Square, the infamous red light district, which was fascinating but naturally a little odd to see the women selling themselves in each windows, and to a coffee and pastry house. Several hours later, we buried into our big warm bed and fell asleep. Mostly. I got maybe 4 hours of sleep because of my stupid cold and runny nose (where does it all come from?!), and some tapping noise outside our window. Again, thanks, Paris.

Today we woke up late and decided to chuck our itinerary in favour of wandering, and wander we did. We walked all over looking for coffee and poffertjes, which are basically like tiny pancakes, but better, and finally settled on a croissant in the south of the city. Then we walked up and down the flowermarket, and around the old mint, and began a day-long hunt for a poffertjes pan, because we want to be able to make our own! After traversing the tiny city a few times, we found the Albert Cuyp Market, which stretches maybe almost a mile, and where there are no tourists and the vendors have everything you could imagine. From clothing and household goods to fresh cheese and pastries and even art, of which we got three huge pieces to add to our collection. By the end of the day we found our heavy poffertjes pan, and were ready to lug everything back. Now we are resting in our room, about to grab dinner, coffee, and most likelyore fries and pastries :) Tomorrow we are off to Amersfoort and Arnhem to visit Nolan's aunt and uncle, and see more of Holland. I'm madly in love already and it's only been one day.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Tour Eiffel

I have been trying to get Nolan to try a croque-madame while we've been here, but since we haven't had much luck finding a good place for one, this morning we settled for the American equivalent: an egg mcmuffin at McDonalds. After browsing some local markets for awhile, we hopped on the metro to go see Les Catacombes, a creepy place where the medieval bones of thousands line the walls far under the streets of Paris. However, due to graffiti, the place was closed...so on to Les Invalides! We wandered the esplanade and then made our way into the beautiful area, where the admission was a tad overpriced. So: Nolan had free admission because he is under 25 and a national of the EU. I sat in the cafe and had my daily coffee time and people-watched, and then eventually used his free ticket to run in and at least see Napoleon's Tomb. The man is buried like a god, with the largest tomb I have ever seen in my life--his body is encased in seven different caskets! Anyway. Then we walked over to the Rodin Museum and took pictures with the famous "The Thinker" statue, and admired the gardens, before walking over a gilded bridge to the Champs-Elysees. After wandering the famous walk, we arrived at the Arc de Triomphe, where again, it was overpriced for me but free for Nolan. So I stood at the base and read the tourbook while Nolan used his Dutch citizenship to climb to the top and take pictures. After that we were beat, and came back to our neighbourhood for a delicious dinner by the Moulin Rouge and a nap in our room. 2 hours later we came back to the Arc to see it all lit up at night, and then walked over to see the Eiffel Tower, which was all lit up and gorgeous. Even more so when they flipped a switch around 9 and what looked like a million flashbulbs or tiny fireworks went off all over the entire thing. It was incredible!

You know that feeling when you get salt water up your nose and down your throat and you want to die? The smoky nasty air in Paris has the same effect on me. It burrrrnnnnsss. Also, I'm getting a cold, so I am ready for more sleep. Tomorrow: on our way to Holland!

Monday, October 12, 2009

Les Tuileries

Today we woke up early to grab some croissants and head down to Notre Dame in time for a choir mass and to explore the cathedral and poke around the tourist shops. Truly, that place is both beautiful and inspiring, and makes me just a little sad that the US doesn't have such rich history. 

Then we headed over to check out the Conciergerie, the prison where Marie Antoinette and Robespierre were held before their executions. We saw the Palais de Justice and La Chappelle, and looked around both of Paris's little islands on the middle of the Seine River. Then we walked along the river and eventually came to the Louvre. We spent hours and hours there, walking each enormous wing, and still missed giant parts of the museum. The place is like a small city, it is so huge! We did, however, manage to see some awesome things like the Venus de Milo, the Winged Victory, the Hammurabi Code, and of course the Mona Lisa, among other things. Incredible! 

Then we walked along the Tuileries, the large garden that stretches from the Louvre to the Place de la Concorde, which is better known to us Americans as Place de la Revolution (where the infamous guillotine once stood and where the streets ran red with blood). In the place where the guillotine was before, there is now a huge obelisk that was a gift from Egypt to the King of France. We were so tired after this that we skipped the Champs Elysees and the Arc de Triomphe (don't worry, we will do it tomorrow!). We came back, stopped at a butcher's shop on the street and got a delicious dinner and some piping hot baguettes and some pastries of course, and headed to some steps to eat. We eventually crashed for an hour in our room in bed, then went out for more pastries and drinks. Now I am thoroughly exhausted and awaiting another busy day tomorrow, woooo!

Sunday, October 11, 2009

La Butte

This morning we woke up late and headed straight to the train station to catch our Chunnel train to Paris. we grabbed a coffee at the station and sipped it while we flew under the English channel at around 200 kilometers per hour. Smmhhhh bliss! We found our way to our hotel here in Paris, laid on the bed for awhile, then headed out to hike to the top of Montmartre and see the Sacre Coeur and the last day of their annual wine festival. We forgot that we had no euros, so we hiked down to the Moulin Rouge to get some cash and take pictures, picked up an amazing dinner at a street stand, then walked back up the hill for some wine tasting and of course buying. We headed back to rest our feet, then decided to walk back to the bottom of the Montmartre area for some pastries and coffee, then back again. Tomorrow is more adventures, and maybe even more walking than today...though twice up and around the Montmartre Butte in a matter of hours must be some kind of record.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Dressed to kill!

I suppose I have two days to catch up on...so here goes!

Yesterday, Nolan and I set off early for the Museum of Natural History, and spent about an hour looking at dinosaurs and cool gems and other neat "earth" things, before we finally got bored and walked over to the Victoria and Albert museum. There we saw creepy old 17th century bedrooms, paintings of course, and some random displays with the lights turned off so that one had to use a hand-cranked flashlight to see the displays. We still don't know what the point of that was. Then, thinking we would find food, we headed to Westminster and Parliament. Wrong. Note to self: if ever starving, avoid famous historical places. So we walked what felt like miles and finally found a McDonalds. Okay: I KNOW. But we were starving and there was nothing else! Mmm those golden arches just fatten you up wherever you go. Then we headed to Westminster Abbey, Parliament, Big Ben, and of course Buckingham Palace, where we loitered on the queen's steps until it started to rain. Perfect time to grab a coffee in Trafalgar square! People watching is one of my favourite things to do, and there are some doozies here, let me tell you.

Next up was dinner at St. Martins in the Fields, which is a very old church with a very old crypt below it. And on the crypt, is a cafe! Seriously. Coolest thing ever: having a traditional English meal in an old crypt by candlelight. And then, no we weren't done yet. We took a 3 hour walking tour with a hilarious guide who told us the history of old London and the river Thames. We got back to the hotel around 10:30, found my luggage was still missing, and crashed exhausted into bed.

Today, we called the airport to hear that they had found my luggage and would be delivering it to the hotel later. Hooray! So we hopped on the underground, and arrived at the Tower of London for a long tour and history of it's bloody history. Amazing! We also saw the crown jewels and admired that extravagance for awhile. We walked across London Bridge to the southern bank's Borough Market. It was NUTS and packed with people. We sampled fruit smoothies and desserts, and had a couple of bangers in bread (sausage), including a wild boar one that was actually pretty tasty! We bought a meatpie for a snack for later and then walked to Shakespeares old Globe Theatre, where we had yard tickets (watching the play while standing in the courtyard) for "As You Like It". It was incredible! Our feet were killing us, but it was well worth it! Then we headed back to the cafe in the crypt for dinner again! After stuffing ourselves we stopped at Harrod's for some more delicious pastries and then back for hot showers and finding my suitcase, YAY! And tomorrow we head to France around midday, so await another update!

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Bangers and Mash

So here we are in London town. We started out a bit rough as the first thing I did when we landed was promptly vomit huge amounts all over myself. I don't know if it was the ambien I had taken not sitting well in there, or the fact that my body was disoriented, or how I had consumed huge amounts of food and gum and tomato juice on the flight (what? The in-flight meal was fantastic!), but I bet it was a deadly cocktail of all three. Nolan's reaction? To promptly photograph the incident. Yep. So I am sitting in my seat with the rest of the passengers filing past me out of the plane, drenched in a pool of vomit (really, it was everywhere), and Nolan snaps some keepers both of me AND my product. And I quote: "move your hands, babe. I want to get a shot of the puke between your legs." We're going to have such classy photos of this trip, I can tell.

Anyway. So we get me to the front of the plane where I use the bathroom and at least de-chunkify myself, and I remove my pukey sweater, and we set off. Of course, one of my suitcases was put on a different flight, so it will be arriving tomorrow. Naturally it's the one with my makeup in it, so Our first several pictures are definitely going to be at the top of the attractive pile. Oh well. As N pointed out while we were on the tube on our way to the hotel, "But we're in London!", I am going to make the most of it. Although at the time I wasn't too excited about it, clutching my barf-ridden sweater and my lost-luggage tag and noticing the people around me holding their noses. Sweet. Welcome to London.

Once we got here, I took an amazing shower and changed clothes and washed the other ones immediately, we hopped back on the tube and went to Kensington Palace, Hyde Park, Notting Hill, Portobello Road, High Street, and walked around Harrod's. The park and palace are amazingly beautiful, and as an added bonus: the temperature was about 75, and sunny!!! Most gorgeous day in the park ever! We have the pictures to prove it for you doubters, as well. After walking miles and miles around the park and Portobello Road, we admired the neat houses in Kensington borough, and then marveled at the awesomeness that is Harrod's. Seriously, a different them for each room! And the bakery/candy and gelato/cafe room looked like it was out of Willy Wonka's dream world. We bought several delicious pastries and then sat upstairs at the Starbucks across the street (we will go somewhere more exciting for coffee tomorrow, I promise!) and sampled them with our lattes. Most delicious pastries ever! And we haven't even hit Paris or Amsterdam yet!

After that we came back to the hotel to turn in early, and, surprise!: woke up wide awake at midnight :( so here I am: Nolan went for a walk to try and wear himself out enough to fall back asleep, and I thought I'd test out the hotel's wifi with my iPhone. Bingo! In reality, I see another Ambien in our near future to get us back on a normal sleep schedule, though.

Tomorrow we are heading to the Natural History Museum, as well as Buckingham, Big Ben, Parliament, Westminster, etc. OH and we are having dinner at a cafe in a hundreds of years old crypt. Heh. More details tomorrow.

For now: farewell and goodnight!

Quote of the day:
" There's no place like London!" - "Sweeney Todd" by Stephen Sondheim

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Leavin', on a jet plane!

I think when things are winding down before a big event is when you get the most antsy. And so, the product of that time was this with ylehsa via email:
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The world's stupidest game of tic-tac-toe.

We're all packed and ready (and I am pretty sure I won the bet), and we leave early tomorrow morning for the airport. I've got the best gum in the world packed in my purse, and I'm looking forward to sipping my tiny tomato juice on the plane while watching whatever's on the big screen.

Quote of the day:
Me: "You spelled my name wrong on your list! You forgot the 'e' on the end!"
Nolan: "I didn't....hhh. Fine. I forgot your name, and I guess I don't know your birthday or your middle name either."

Monday, October 5, 2009

tide to-go

Having Nolan home is like having a heater back in your house during the winter after weeks of living in the cold. Literally. I had to pull out the summer pjs again because his body heat combined with Milo's curled up next to me was more than I could handle. Milo has been so pleased to have his friend back at home too. In fact, he has been celebrating by wearing Nolan's favourite outfit, his dress whites:

And yes, I realize that posting this picture makes me officially one of "those" people who buy outfits for their cats, but! Doesn't he look cute! You can't deny it! Who could say no to that little face! Put your hand down, Ash.

N and I have a competition on for who can pack the best for Europe. I threw myself into that arena because, let's face it: I am the world's best packer. I'm bringing the BARE minimum, and I know Nolan won't be able to beat it. I mean, when they told us we could only bring 44 pounds of belongings to Israel last summer, guess who beat all the boys and only brought 27 pounds! HUH! This is what I'll pass down to my children someday, since I can't share the "I walked home in the snow barefoot 3 miles with 50 pounds on my back so stop your whining" old story. My kids will just know how to pack the least amount of underwear and shoes possible to get through a vacation. My secret? Pack travel-laundry soap. That way I still wear clean stuff, but save space. ANYWAY: I was thinking I would win this competition until N decided that the rules clearly stipulate that it isn't based on weight, but on the number of items, and he also said that the judges WILL be counting every piece of makeup I bring. SOB!

Also: I have reawakened the candy bowl at work, and I think this might have been a mistake. I'm going to have to lock it up to keep myself from rummaging.

Quote of the day:
"Ash: I suppose that hideous creature is a little cute
But ONLY in his uniform"

Europe: 36 hours!

Saturday, October 3, 2009

A bicycle built for two!

Having Nolan home again has been the highlight of my YEAR I think. Well, that may not be true. And the year isn't over. But: I was the happiest person alive when he walked through that door at 7:30 sharp last night! We had dinner, played, caught up and talked, and between 9pm and this morning, watched all 5 episodes of Glee! Yes, Mom, it's THAT good that I watched them all multiple times and Nolan couldn't tear his eyes away.
This morning, he made me his famous pancakes that are TO DIE FOR, and then we borrowed our neighbour's tandem bike and went for a ride to the beach. Let me just say that riding a tandem bike uphill is the hardest thing ever, and Nolan kept looking at my feet to make sure I was still pedaling, hah! Also being on the back = really scary because you can't see anything and you just have to keep pedaling, not knowing where you're heading. Good thing Nolan is a daredevil even on a big yellow cruiser tandem bike. See:


And now he's at the driving range with a friend (what a life!) and I'm at a Starbucks that smells like a pet store. You know, dog food and wet sawdust. Swanky. Later we're watching the Ducks game (Go DUCKS!) and then I'll be putting the finishing touches on our trip for Wednesday.

While I had his camera this morning, I also stole a picture from our Great America trip that I never saw until now. Behold:

This memory is tainted only by the fact that shortly after this picture was taken, "Angelica" tickled me and it felt a lot more like there was a 30-year-old perv in that suit, molesting me, because THAT particular tickling was aimed more above my ribs than I would have liked.

On Friday, my coworker sent me a link to a video he and a friend made while in college. Glad to see that a prestigious school like the one you went to is turning out quality work. He said that his one line ("Whatever.") took him 15 takes just to make him sound stupid enough:


Quote of the day:
"Love is a game that two can play and both win."
-Eva Gabor

Europe: 3 days!

Friday, October 2, 2009

home again

Not much to write today, because...Nolan should be home any minute!!! EEEEE!!!

Europe: 4 days!

Thursday, October 1, 2009

farmville

I have no idea what the draw to Farmville is on Facebook, but apparently it's causing quite a stir. I have a friend, in fact, who posted an entire photo album of her Farmville pictures. To me, this sounds like some kind of agricultural trekkie invasion, but I could be wrong.

Quote of the day:
"Ash: Okay so there's this other hot guy who hangs out
ANYWAY
so I was talking to my friend and we were laughing about farmville
And suddenly my altoid FLEW out of my mouth in his direction
And landed on the floor
And he said he thought I wa going to pick it up and eat it
SO EMBARASSING"

Nolan: Tomorrow!
Europe: 5 days!

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

a big salad and augustana do a body good

The world seems to be conspiring against me right now, as if it's secretly jealous that I'm leaving my life for a good 2 weeks and jetting to Europe. On the other hand, maybe all the stress of everything right now will make vacation just that much sweeter. Even my true love, Microsoft Excel, has been determined to make my life miserable right now. I could practically hear my coworkers... "Oh you're looking for Anneliese? She's over there in the corner, sobbing over her keyboard." Excel, you are a cruel mistress.

On the other hand, Glee! is on tonight, I have a huge green salad with about a pound of freshly grated parmesan (sans flesh) in it, and Augustana is filling my apartment with sweet, sweet songs. Oh and I might stop by Tuttimelon to ease the pain of life ;)

Quote of the day:
"When life sucks, ask for more."
-Diesel ad in the subway stations

Nolan: 2 days!
Europe: 6 days!

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

oily

Tonight's laundry night, and oh how I loathe walking down there in the cold, pushing my little rickety cart piled with all of Nolan's laundry from Fresno that he left here for me (love you too, babe!)...not to mention, all of my food was CLEANED OUT when I got home. So basically that thief robbed the rich and left all of the poor's dirty laundry.

My treat? Sitting in Starbucks while the laundry dries, reading a good book. It's like they say: a good cup of coffee covers a multitude of sins.

Quote of the day...via email chat:
"Ash: i'm feeling kind of oily
why is it
that i feel more gross after i take a shower
than after say, two days without a shower
do you know the answer to this question"

Nolan: 3 days!
Europe: 7 days!

Monday, September 28, 2009

here's...

I told you I had some news, and here it is. Meet John:

John will be living with Nolan and I for the short-term, and Milo will therefore have a new friend and someone to play with him while we're off gallivanting in Europe next week and beyond!

Quote of the day:
"Everywhere there's a little bunny, there's plenty of grass."
-Mom (she's so cute!)

Nolan: 4 days!
Europe: 8 days!

Sunday, September 27, 2009

yowl

Milo always loves going places to visit: meeting new friends, hiding in interesting places, eating lots of food...

But as you can see, he hates the car ride there. He is usually pretty good, and just sits there and looks out the window. But today he decided to sit on my lap and stare at me and yowl to tell me just how upset he was at leaving Placerville. So Nate caught a picture of him doing what he does best.

Similarly, I caught a picture of ylehsa doing what she does best:

We checked out a new (to me) cafe in her 'hood with some really delicious coffee, and kind of a cool eclectic atmosphere. Complete with board games and a HUGE wine rack covered with fake moss.

Nolan ended up coming to San Francisco this weekend at the last minute with a classmate who was driving this way, and by the time he found out, I was already in Sacramento. BOO! As it turns out, I was COMPLETELY SAD because I was going to miss him by about half an hour when I got back in the city tonight, but his ride was late, and I got to see him for a full 20 minutes! SIGH OF CONTENTMENT.

Quote of the day:
"A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person."
-Mignon McLaughlin

Nolan: 5 days!
Europe: 9 days!

Friday, September 25, 2009

101!

Yep, that's supposed to be the temperature up in Placerville this weekend, where I'll be relaxing and visiting the fam. And to think that I have been overheating in SF where it's been 71...

It's amazing the secrets an audit will reveal. Today, for example. I found myself an extra $300. Happy Friday, indeed!

Thursday, September 24, 2009

shed-jool

Between now and January 9, I only have 3 weekends free. How depressing is that! Of course, I won't be complaining that 2 of those busy weekends will be in Europe and 2 will be in Mexico, heh. But STILL!

Thought: Is social elitism prevalent in our common lives today? Who knows. I tend to think so, only because I can walk into a store in Union Square, and if my hair is greasy from the gym (or just greasy in general), the salesperson will snub me. Yet the next person in is a man in a suit, and they're all licking the tiles beneath his feet. Not that I'm a bitter member of the working-class, but this has miffed me lately. Especially since I find it to be VERY prevalent in certain circles I find myself in. I respect someone who has worked hard to be where they're at, but we're all just people. I kind of feel the same way with saints--people pray to saints, and yet they're just (dead) people. What makes them any different, really? There is a big difference between admiring someone's accomplishments or character, and treating them much differently than their/your peers. This is challenging in a city where I'm constantly trying to please those around/above me, and yet walking by crazy people on the streets who walk up and grab my arm and speak gibberish to me. Obviously I don't want to be grabbed by someone who smells like urine, but I'd like to think that doesn't have anything to do with the person, as much as it does with the stench. We're all just trying to get by, right? In our own way?

Granted, some are after different things than others, but it seems like I've noticed even more than usual the fierce drive of people after things that just don't matter. Myself included. Yikes. All this isn't to say the symbolic capital of some people doesn't make sense, but there is a difference between that and and social elitism based solely on possession or idolatry for one reason or another, and as we all know, too much of a good thing...We're hypocrites of our own creed, "We hold these things to be self-evident, that all men are created equal...", and I might add, "and remain equal despite our own strivings to set ourselves above others." Mission: study the Constitution.

Not to rant or anything, just a thought. This is probably the most confusing post ever.

On to infinitely more superficial things. I was sitting at my desk this morning, when an email pops up from my coworker. Subject Line: "MAN OVERBOARD!!!" So I open it, and saw this (click to enlarge):



I happen to really like this vest I'm wearing, AND have gotten many compliments on it. See?


If you can ignore the creepy Easter Bunny peeping over my left shoulder (wtf?!), you might notice that the vest, although very warm and cute looking, DOES actually resemble a life preserver. Hhh. My badge there is even like the little pull-cord to inflate it. Maybe I SHOULD have been a stewardess afterall.

I've also decided to resurrect the quote of the day. So here you are:
"Most people don't realize that two large pieces of coral painted brown and attached to the skull with common wood screws can make a child look like a deer."
-Jack Handey

Nolan: 8 days!
Europe: 12 days!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

blueberry morning!

The best way an evening can be spent (almost): a huge salad with freshly GRATED parmesan, a big bowl of delicious blueberry morning cereal, and GLEE!

The only thing that would make it better is if my honey was here <3

And if he was giving me a foot massage. And maybe if Publisher's Clearing House knocked on the door.

Nolan!: 9 days
Europe!: 13 days

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Amber Rose

Going out for drinks with coworkers to celebrate something is always fun, until you go to another event afterwards and say a little bit too loudly that you had two Amber Roses at the Indian restaurant when one probably would have been fine. And then you meet new people and all you can think is BEST FIRST IMPRESSION EVER. That and the time we played Loaded Questions with the new girls in our small group and I told a story involving college and poop. It's amazing I still have ANY friends.

And I'm sitting here blasting Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat and wishing desperately that I had some decent cheese and crackers left. But for now Donny Osmond will have to soothe my senses. Poor, poor, Joseph.

I also hate the sensation of having fantastically curled hair all day...and then sitting at home late at night, running your fingers through your sprayed-stiff hair and thinking WHY did I think this was a good idea. Although ever since the tape/hair incident of '09, I guess I have given up on the hair. In fact, I think the last time I had it trimmed was sometime around the January/February timeframe.

Semi-News: A big change is coming to the Caldwell house! More to come...

Monday, September 21, 2009

Heartless

A movie that inspires you is one worth watching. So it happened yesterday with "Julie and Julia", which my mother MADE me go see (and it was totally worth it--thanks, Mom!). Within 2.5 hours I was instantly inspired to:

1. Move to France
2. Bone and bread a duck and then throw myself a giant party and serve it to my friends.
3. Be a better/cooler blogger
4. Listen to more cultural music.

Of these, I can so far say:

1. Visiting in 2 weeks will have to do.
2. Will most likely never happen.
3.
4. Pandora is the radio god's gift to me.

And since we've been sending these back and forth all morning on email, I'll just post here that my personality type has officially changed (thank you, God), and I am no longer a heartless, cold monster...according to Myers-Briggs. Here we are:

"As an ESTP, your primary mode of living is focused externally, where you take things in via your five senses in a literal, concrete fashion. Your secondary mode is internal, where you deal with things rationally and logically.
ESTPs are outgoing, straight-shooting types. Enthusiastic and excitable, ESTPs are "doers" who live in the world of action. Blunt, straight-forward risk-takers, they are willing to plunge right into things and get their hands dirty. They live in the here-and-now, and place little importance on introspection or theory. The look at the facts of a situation, quickly decide what should be done, execute the action, and move on to the next thing.
ESTPs have an uncanny ability to perceive people's attitudes and motivations. They pick up on little cues which go completely unnoticed by most other types, such as facial expressions and stance. They're typically a couple of steps ahead of the person they're interacting with. ESTPs use this ability to get what they want out of a situation. Rules and laws are seen as guidelines for behavior, rather than mandates. If the ESTP has decided that something needs to be done, then their "do it and get on with it" attitude takes precendence over the rules. However, the ESTP tends to have their own strong belief in what's right and what's wrong, and will doggedly stick to their principles. The Rules of the Establishment may hold little value to the ESTP, but their own integrity mandates that they will not under any circumstances do something which they feel to be wrong.
ESTPs have a strong flair for drama and style. They're fast-moving, fast-talking people who have an appreciation for the finer things in life. They may be gamblers or spendthrifts. They're usually very good at story telling and improvising. They typically makes things up as they go along, rather than following a plan. They love to have fun, and are fun people to be around. They can sometimes be hurtful to others without being aware of it, as they generally do not know and may not care about the effect their words have on others. It's not that they don't care about people, it's that their decision-making process does not involve taking people's feelings into account. They make decisions based on facts and logic.
ESTP's least developed area is their intuitive side. They are impatient with theory, and see little use for it in their quest to "get things done". An ESTP will occasionally have strong intuitions which are often way off-base, but sometimes very lucid and positive. The ESTP does not trust their instincts, and is suspicious of other people's intuition as well.
The ESTP often has trouble in school, especially higher education which moves into realms where theory is more important. The ESTP gets bored with classes in which they feel they gain no useful material which can be used to get things done. The ESTP may be brilliantly intelligent, but school will be a difficult chore for them.
The ESTP needs to keep moving, and so does well in careers where he or she is not restricted or confined. ESTPs make extremely good salespersons. They will become stifled and unhappy dealing with routine chores. ESTPs have a natural abundance of energy and enthusiasm, which makes them natural entrepreneurs. They get very excited about things, and have the ability to motivate others to excitement and action. The can sell anyone on any idea. They are action-oriented, and make decisions quickly. All-in-all, they have extraordinary talents for getting things started. They are not usually so good at following through, and might leave those tasks to others. Mastering the art of following through is something which ESTPs should pay special attention to.
ESTPs are practical, observant, fun-loving, spontaneous risk-takers with an excellent ability to quickly improvise an innovative solution to a problem. They're enthusiastic and fun to be with, and are great motivators. If an ESTP recognizes their real talents and operates within those realms, they can accomplish truly exciting things. "

Love Languages:

Giving:
1. Gifts
2. Acts of Service
3. Physical Touch
4. Words of Affirmation
5. Quality Time

Receiving:
1. Gifts
2. Physical Touch
3. Acts of Service
4. Words of Affirmation
5. Quality Time"

Take the Myers-Briggs test here, and see your description here...and if you're an ESTJ I'm sorry I called you a heartless, cold monster. See? I thought about your (possible) feelings! Proof that you can change your heartless ways!