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!

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.

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?)

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.

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.

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.