Tuesday, September 30

Lunch Blogging

I know, I know.  Its been a while since I've posted.  I have no excuse.  Its not because things haven't been happening.

Its not as if Diego and I didn't spend a day at Valleyfair with some of my friend and had nothing to say about it or a picture to share:
P.S. My first time at Valleyfair and first time on a real roller coaster.
We had so much fun, and I had the bruises and muscle ache to prove it.

Its not like In the last week and a half I haven't had one relationship fall off the map.  The Good Weed has weeded himself out.  One day he just stopped texting and calling.  Three days later he called only to tell me he was going to be hard to get ahold of for a while and he had to take care of some things.  That was over a week ago and I still haven't heard a word form him.  Just like all weeds, he had to go.  Odd thing is, he doesn't exactly know this yet.  It still baffles me.

And lastly, its not like a I don't have a new guy to introduce you too.  The Print Nerd.  He found my profile and emailed me through one of the dating sites I'm on, but don't exactly check anymore.  Initially he thought I was seeing someone (hadn't changed my status) but saw that we had similar interests and wanted to be friends.  His email definitely caught my eye and I made sure to set him straight that I wasn't seeing anyone anymore.  We ended up chatting all night and made a date for Saturday night.  

I had so much fun.  We both work in the same industry and both love what we do.  He calls himself a Print Nerd (so I decided this was a good nickname for him on here).  He loves to travel and loves photography.  What could be better?  Oh yeah, he grew up in Austria till he was 18.

But this brings us to the end of my lunch and the end of my quick update blog.

Friday, September 19

Nerd Alert

Yes, I'm aware that I'm a nerd. Not only for reading the following article, but for now blogging about it.  Its ok, I've accepted this.

Its the  26th birthday of the emoticon!




If you've ever wondered who started the neck bending craze of showing emotion through the interwebs check this article out.  You know your inner nerd wants to.  

Saturday, September 13

The Elusive Townhouse

I haven't talked a lot about my search for a townhouse.  Basically because there isn't anything to mention.  I look online once a week to see if there are any new listings and unfortunately there isn't.  Same three townhouses that I have already seen.  Although, the cheapest townhouse did sell, or they took it off the market after a year of being for sale.  It was the one townhouse we were honestly too afraid to enter.  

The original townhouse that sparked my interest and made an offer on is still up for sale.  Same price, except now there are new pictures up.  New pictures showing an empty place.  I'm guessing the renters are no longer living there.  Which means the place is empty and the owner will soon have to start paying for heat in an empty townhouse.  

So it makes me wonder, should a make another offer?  Wait a few months before doing so?  I think the Roomie's parents would kill me if I make her move so soon after moving her in.  Maybe I will sit on it for a few months and think about it.  I'm still thinking that a townhouse is the best path for me and my first housing purchase.  

That question still lingers, is this the right place for me?  Or do I wait for the perfect place to come along?  I still keep  thinking that this is the right place, for the right price.  The right price will let me turn it into the right place with new paint, new kitchen floor, appliances, and some updating to the cupboards.  

I think I will wait a few months and see what happens.

Friday, September 12


I was just reading thehansonhattrick's entry A Beautiful Tribute and it hit me that middle school students were hardly in elementary school when 9-11 happened.  Not only was it a I'm-getting-old moment, it also made me think of where I was 7 years ago.  (I still don't believe its already been 7 years, has it? Must be.)  This moment  will always be one of those "Where were you when it happened?" moments.  

I was in my senior year of high school and my first hour of the day was Spanish.  It wasn't until the end of the hour that I heard first that a plane had hit the Pentagon.  Unfortunately it was from my odd-duck (to put it lightly) teacher who was laughing about it.  That still hits me every time I think about it.  Why was he laughing?  Maybe it was his weird way of coping, maybe he didn't know the severity of it.  I heard more from people talking out in the hall. "Planes were hijacked" "World Trade Center" "Pentagon".  

My next couple of hours were Art.  Since the school was under construction the cable tv for the classrooms had been cut just earlier that day so work could be done.  The art room was one of the only televisions in the building that still had bunny ears and could get a signal.  Teachers brought their students in for the day to watch everything unfold.  I watched one of the towers fall.  I can't remember if it was 1 or 2.  I watched as they realized a fourth plane had been hijacked and  crashed in Pennsylvania.  I even remember the false report of a car bomb outside the state department.  I had to get away from it all after lunch so I spend the next hour in the dark room.  Sam and her boyfriend provided their usual drama that day to relieve the sense of dooms day.  I remember the moment it hit me that Brian was at boot camp at that moment.  That his dream of being able to travel and spend time in Japan wasn't going to happen.  That the furthest that he would travel would probably be the Middle East.  Unfortunately that ended up being true.  He thought it was safe to join, we had been at peace when he joined.  

Thats my "Where were you when it happened?" moment.

What's yours?  

Sunday, September 7

Ren Fest

Today the Roomie and I ventured over the to Renaissance Festival.  It was her first time going, and my first time going dressed up.  Yep, I was one of those people.  And it was a blast.  Who knew the dress I wore as a kid playing dress up would one day fit me and I would actually wear it on more than one occasion (it was part of my pirate Halloween costume two years in a row, make a few adjustments and its a renaissance dress, it could also easily turn into a gypsy dress). 

We met some of our friends there who were also dressed up for the occasion, got our hair braided (see below), saw some shows, did some shopping, drank (some more than others), ate a turkey leg (of course), and met some new, fun people.  

It was pretty cold and rainy when we first got there.  It was especially cold for those of us me who wore sleeveless dress, and sandals.  But it warmed up pretty quickly, or was that just me and those beverages I consumed?  Maybe both.  While I was getting my hair braided my feet were a nice shade of purple...but it was worth it.  


Its a 5 strand french braid.  Pretty cute, huh?  I'm attempting to leave it in tonight to wear to work tomorrow.  For what I paid for it, I'm going to get as much out of it as I can.  

I didn't bring a camera with me (sad, I know) so thats the only picture I have of today. (BTW, do you know how hard it is to take a picture of the back of your head using a big SLR camera?  It's pretty difficult.)

Speaking of pictures...I still need to get those state fair pics up...maybe that will be tomorrows task...

Friday, September 5


Dear person who always gets my 20 cents that I forget in the coffee machine,

Your welcome.  


P.S. I remembered today so don't bother looking for it.

Thursday, September 4

My Favorite Things

I know hate is a strong word. 

But. I. Hate. Washing. Bras.


And I suppose it doesn't help that I have the most difficult bras to wash.  Hand wash, lay flat to dry.  And to top it off, these suckers take 24 hours to dry.  I know, I have weird bras (Secret Embrace from VS) but I love em!

But I have made a discovery, The Bra Baby.  


Tuck the straps into the inner ball and wrap your bra around it and snap it inside the bigger ball and your bra won't loose its shape in the wash.  My days of hand washing bras are over.  Now I can throw them in the wash with the rest of my whites and not be afraid that they will lose the shape that I pay Victoria $42 for.  

Find them for $8 a piece at Target.

Wednesday, September 3


TGW (The Good Weed) and I played tennis last night.  Well it wasn't so much playing tennis as TGW hitting balls at me and me attempting to hit them back.  I think most of the time was spent chasing after the balls to retrieve them. Apparently I look like a drunk cat with ADD chasing a ball of yarn, but a determined drunk cat with ADD chasing a ball of yarn.  LoL  

But we had fun.  

He had fun laughing at me and I had fun laughing at myself and my attempt to hit the ball.

I think I may need to get a couple of rackets and balls and get The Roomie to play with me after work.  

Monday, September 1

She's here...

I'm here.

I'm alive.  

I know I haven't blogged much lately.  I know there are updates to write and pictures to post.  But I've been occupied doing other things.  And when I say that I don't meant that they have necessarily been productive things.  Although, I have managed to clean my entire apartment to get ready for The Roomie to move in.  And I've even been cooking yummy meals for us.  Turns out my theory of "I like to cook, just not for myself" is true.  But most of my time between cooking and cleaning has been spent laying on the couch with The Roomie watching episodes of Project Runway, Tabitha's Salon Takeover, and even episodes of The Hills on MTV.  (I'm completely guilty of watching too much reality TV lately.) 

So this weekend was spent moving Jamie in so she is officially The Roomie.

Meet The Roomie:
In her words: 
"We've been friends for less than 6 months,
and we are already moving in together.  
If this were a relationship, it would be doomed."

She had lots of help from her family so we didn't have to do all the work.  But now the unpacking is left to do.  Since she manages a clothing store, she has a lot of clothes. Illustrated here in the picture below. I was being lazy and playing the role of moral support and snapping pictures along the way.  

A State Fair blog will be coming soon.  I meant to get those up yesterday, but blogger wouldn't let me upload my pics.  What's a State Fair post without pictures of the food we ate?  (Yep, apparently I've become one of those bloggers.)  I'm a little behind, but what else is new?

Update Time:
Townhouse Hunt '08 is still underway.  But at a snails pace.  I keep checking every week to see if anything new is out there to look at, but the same 3 townhouses are the only ones up.  Something is bound to come up, right?  Hopefully it won't become Townhouse Hung '09. But after moving Jamie's things, we are not exactly looking forward to another move.

I haven't talked about him a lot lately, but The Good Weed and I are still dating (I really should come up with a new nickname for him).  I wouldn't consider us a long-distance relationship since he's only 37 miles away from me, but it sure has felt like it!  Before yesterday, I hadn't seen him in 3 weeks.  Thats just entirely too long for a new relationship.  But his work schedule has been crazy so I'm just hanging in there hoping things will get better.  He's in town for a few days so its good to see him again.  I'm hoping it will stop raining here today so we can go out and make a fool of myself play some tennis.  He's a really athletic guy and I've always thought tennis would be a fun sport to learn so it might be something fun to do together.  (Read: Its the only sport that interests me to at least try. And since its usually just played in pairs I won't have to look like a fool in front of a bunch of people or strangers)

That has been the life of this single sister lately.