Sunday, December 28, 2003

in an email I sent home...

Holy cow are we having a great time! Our flight in to NYC was virtually uneventful, which is good. The two hour shuttle ride to the hotel was undesirable, but I guess we got a sort of tour of manhattan on the upside :-) Our first night found us in times square around midnight and it was busier at midnight than it ever is in downtown seattle... unless you count torchlight night, maybe that's a decent comparison.

It is 940 pm right now and we are in times square at an internet cafe... 2 bucks per hour, how cool! we are waiting to go see a movie at the amc theater here, it doesn't start until 11 so I thought I'd do a bit of catching up and say hello!

Our second day in NYC (yesterday) we explored our area of town a bit. WE are staying on west broadway and chambers street, in Tribeca. We are about 5 blocks away from the world Trade center site. We woke up yesterday and walked down that way. It's pretty much just an empty space right now, there are murals and stuff up to honor the heroes that day, the cross made from scaffolding is still up. Right before you get to the world trade center site there is a small church called st. paul's chapel, it is the oldest catholic parish here in the states (I think) was builti n 1760, and has a graveyard all around the church, the dates on the stones that are readable (as many aren't) date back into 1780's and early 1800's. George Washington attended mass regularly here, and his pew is set aside inside. That was a real trip.

We then walked down to battery park and saw the statue of LIberty, then went back up to times square and got lunch. After lunch we decided to go uptown and see the American Museum of Natural History. I've never seen dinosaur skeletons up close like that, it wasreally really cool. WE got lots of pics, so check in on the site over the next few weeksand I"ll have themup (after Jan 2nd) After that we were beat so we went back tothe hotel and took a nap to wait for Lori and Ashley to arrive. When they did we showed off our subway skills and took them back up to times square. Words can't really describe how freakin' awesome it is here. So many lighted and animated billboards, often many on just one building. Everything is open late too. Better than vegas.

THis morning we got up and went back down to battery park and took the ferry to the statue of liberty. That was really cool... Hard to believe we were seeing it with our own eyes. After that we took Lori and Ash up to the World trade center site, and to Trinity church (which was also very cool, many graves dating back into the 17 and 1800's) and to st. paul's. We then walked down to chinatown and took the subway into greenwich village, and had dinner. After that we came back uptown and attempted togo up the empire state building. That will have to happen tommorrow or another day because we were not up to a 2 hour wait in line. The funny part was when we were on the same street as the empire state building and I asked some cops where it was... they looked at us like we were a bunch of idiots. Oh well!

We are going uptown on the east side tommorrow; going to see all the ritzy shops... versace, armani, manolo blahnik etc, and central park. Hopefully we'll have time to cut across central park and see the Cathedral of St.John the divine, last night when we walked all around times square and midtown west we saw rockafeller centerand the ice skaters. We also saw st. patrick's cathedral, it was so pretty. We also saw radio city music hall... what a sight. I am still in disbelief that we are actually here.

This morning a jamaican street musician announced to the line of people waiting for the statue of liberty ferry that my sister had red hair and had indeed captured his fancy. He then started singing to her about telling her parents she'd mettheir son in law... it was hilarious. Luckily aaron captured it on tape. We also bartered with someof the street sellers and got some knock off kate spade purses. They wanted 45 bucks and we walked away with the purses for 20... I LOVE IT!!!

anyway, gotta go, love you all, see you soon!!!!

al and aaron

Friday, December 26, 2003

Ok, Seriously?

It's 4:45 or so in the morning, on Friday the 26th. We are leaving for the airport in a little over a half hour. I almost wish we weren't going. Seems like I get amped about traveling until the last minute and then freak out because I realize I have to fly and then I remember... I AM FUCKING SCARED OF FLYING. Oh yeah. shit. I was at least able to get about 6 and a half hours of sleep last night, I figure I'll do alot of sleeping on the plane today.

Fear is damn paralyzing I tell you. What I'm feeling this morning almost makes me want to rethink planning our honeymoon for Europe. "Lets drive to LA instead!" Shit. Please send good vibes our way right now. (me, lori and aaron and ash!) Lori and ash fly out of seattle and phoenix respectively tomorrow... Lori is not exactly jumping for joy at the prospect of flying either.

I'll try to check in here and there ... if I don't though, have a happy and safe new year. Love you all.

Thursday, December 25, 2003

HAVE YOURSELF A MERRY LITTLE CHRISTMAS

Merry Christmas to all of you who celebrate! We sure did. Yesterday I left work around noon, and went home and met Aaron to go to his sister's. You may recall I mentioned she lived way the fuck out in Eatonville, yes. Traffic, she was a bitch. But once we were there we had an awesome time. It was cut far too short though as we had to be back in our end of town by 7pm. We left at 5:30 on the dot, right as dinner was being served. We missed out on a traditional turkey dinner with all the fixin's. So we stopped and grabbed a quick bite and made it home to pick up the rest of the presents and goodies for the Polenske gathering by 7:00. We pulled up to my Grandma's house around 7:15 **I should note that Christmas eve festivities usually begin there by 6:30 or so. I figured we'd be a bit late, but I knew it wouldn't be too bad. Um... we arrived as my Aunt Carrie arrived and no one else was there.

NO ONE.

I bitched a bit about it, just noting that we had to eat wendy's for dinner (which goes against everything in my fast food hating soul... but what can you do. I didn't order beef!) I then went to work putting together a Polenske family tradition ... which sadly I was the only one who brought any... so quantities were quite limited. All you do is take bacon, cut it in half, and wrap a piece around a waterchestnut and stick a toothpick in the middle to secure. Bake at 350 for about 15 min or until the bacon looks done and voila! Divine. I bought turkey bacon so I could have some, and it was a hit.

Everyone arrived by 8, and we had a typical crazy, loud, cluttered, mind numbing, sensory overloading Christmas eve. Even though there's shouting and so much commotion at times you really thing your head is going to explode... it's my favorite time of the year. Nothing beats going to Grandma's for Christmas Eve. Nothing beat having my 1 1/2 year old cousin come give me a hug when she opened her pj's and carebear. Nothing beat having my 6 year old cousin Serenity put her arm around me and tell me she thought I was pretty. :-) In so many years past both she and her younger sister Makaya have always been really shy so it was really a treat to be around them now that they are so outgoing and bubbly.

Last night Aaron and I couldn't wait to open our one gift from each other (we were opening the rest of what we got each other Christmas day at my moms), and when we opened the presents it was funny to see we each had chosen to open a watch. :-) Great minds think alike!

This morning has been pretty easy going, we went and picked up grandpa this morning, stopped and got cinnamon rolls, and then met up with the family at mom and dads. It was awesome to open the gifts and see the looks on everyone's faces. It's been a really great day so far. Now we have to go home and pack for the trip. yikes!

I don't know if I'll be posting at all while we are gone, if we happen to come upon an internet cafe I'll be sure to say hello, but if not then I'll catch you all later. Have a most wonderful Christmas and an awesome New Year, and of course thanks for reading.

Wednesday, December 24, 2003

'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS...

I can't believe it's Christmas eve already. My apologies for not posting yesterday, but you know, I was busier than a one armed paper hanger. (I think my uncle used to say that) anyway, I made some headway on the list and even accomplished things I had forgotten to put on there. My cold has decided to stay forever and is making room in my nasal cavity by making me sneeze about once every 10 minutes. I had such a headache from this last night.

I have been up since about 6am, was going to get up that early orignally to curl my hair then decided 'fuck it' because we have to drive out to bfe for christmas eve dinner with aaron's family, and I am not going to deny myself the joy of sleeping in the car on the way there in the name of good hair. I will leave work at noon, then we'll go out there, then we need to leave his sister's by 5 or so, and go to my grandma's house for the Polenske gathering. We had planned on going to midnight mass tonight, but I don't feel like bringing a box of kleenex with me, so I think we'll just stay home and get some shut eye.

Tomorrow morning, Aaron and I will open one gift at home (the rest we've already taken to my parent's house) then we'll go pick up my grandpa and spend the day at my mom's house. I told Aaron I fully intend on wearing my pj's over there, because in Christmases past, when we didn't have to be anywhere, we vegged out all day playing with our new stuff, and napping. Mom is making some sort of ritzy steak dinner and I hope it didn't come from Yakima, but I don't eat beef anyway so I should be safe. :-)

I'll probably write another entry tomorrow, oh yeah and the November archives are up, I was notified yesterday that they were MIA. Also, I was going to write a disparaging bit about being satchel's minion, but it's Christmas, so I'll refrain. I also won't mention how my Christmas wish is that he never show up to work again... not sure how appropriate that wish is... but I don't want him sick or hurt or anything... I don't care if the bastard wins the lottery, or gets a new job... just make him disappear from our office! Incidentally he made a point of telling everyone yesterday that he would be in late today. He came in at 8:20. Give me a break.




We went over to Wili and Stacy's for dinner on Sunday, were treated to a fantastic home cooked meal of ham and all the fixins, and after dinner Aaron and Nick engaged in a little wrestling match. This is the best picture by far, as my dad would call this "it was grab ass time'


Here are some pictures from the 4-wheeling trip I missed out on last weekend. These pictures are courtesy of my sister...



Lori and Adrienne



Lori and Frosty



wili and aaron ... not sure what's going on here



Gotcha!



Lori and Adrienne came over to have pizza that night, and Ben decided he wanted a kiss.


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Monday, December 22, 2003

an update

Today:
frost 4 dozen sugar cookies
make fudge
make crunch mix
buy aaron's present(s)
wrap: dan and julie's gift
brandi and bob's gift
mom's gift
aaron's gift(s)
drop presents off at mom's
sort candles from candle party
go to aunt nancy's tonight--cancelled due to feeling like crap
clean bathroom
Tommorrow:
burn mp3 discs for plane
get nails done
clean house
finish laundry
register for wedding show
print labels for wedding show
print labels for luggage tags
finish writing out housesitter's notes
transfer savings $$ to checking for trip
Wednesday:
put together goody baskets for: brandi and bob
dan and julie
Inez
mom and dad
Uncle Gary and Karen
Put goody bags in blazer for nick and juju
put camera battery in blazer for wili
park blazer in visitor spot
pick up aaron's paycheck
cash aaron's paycheck
get together gifts for Aaron's family
Put together crunch mix in a bowl w/ other treats for dinner w/ aaron's family
bring candle orders from candle party
meet holly for midnight masscancelled on this
give instructions for housesitting and housekey to holly
Thursday:
Pick up grandpa 9am
go to mom's house 10am
that night- pack for trip
make lunches for plane
assemble carryon bags
clean house
empty litterbox
force feed ben his furball medicine
empty digital pictures cards
charge batteries
HEAD...IS...GOING...TO...EXPLODE

I am so fucking stressed out right now I think I'm going to just ... FREAK OUT!!!! Of course, my shitty attitude could also be attributed to the fact that I ate armloads of garbage this weekend. Fuck, what IS my problem? If it's sweet and within arm's reach it was in my mouth. Stress much? I will say that our holiday party at work on friday rocked. Aaron came down and had a moose burger with all of us, it was also catered and some people brought stuff in too. I received a lovely ornament from a gal I don't get to see very much, but listens to a great deal of my whining over satchel. :-) For that I am thankful! Our owner surprised us with a bonus as well as two paid days off (after christmas and new year's) as well as coats and shirts ... we were spoiled this year! I was completely impressed... very good day. Two paid days of leave is probably the best gift you could get from your employer!

Back to my bitching, I just got off the phone with my mom after bawling over my to-do list. For your reading pleasure:

Today:
frost 4 dozen sugar cookies
make fudge
make crunch mix
buy aaron's present(s)
wrap: dan and julie's gift
brandi and bob's gift
mom's gift
aaron's gift(s)
drop presents off at mom's
sort candles from candle party
go to aunt nancy's tonight
clean bathroom
Tommorrow:
burn mp3 discs for plane
get nails done
clean house
finish laundry
register for wedding show
print labels for wedding show
print labels for luggage tags
finish writing out housesitter's notes
transfer savings $$ to checking for trip
Wednesday:
put together goody baskets for: brandi and bob
dan and julie
Inez
mom and dad
Uncle Gary and Karen
Put goody bags in blazer for nick and juju
put camera battery in blazer for wili
park blazer in visitor spot
pick up aaron's paycheck
cash aaron's paycheck
get together gifts for Aaron's family
Put together crunch mix in a bowl w/ other treats for dinner w/ aaron's family
bring goody bags for kids
go to Eatonville to see Aaron's family
Stop back at home, pick up Polenske gifts, crunch mix goodies and bacon/waterchestnuts for snacking at polenske's gathering.
bring goodybags for kids
bring candle orders from candle party
meet holly for midnight mass
give instructions for housesitting and housekey to holly
Thursday:
Pick up grandpa 9am
go to mom's house 10am
that night- pack for trip
make lunches for plane
assemble carryon bags
clean house
empty litterbox
force feed ben his furball medicine
empty digital pictures cards
charge batteries

beyond all that I think I'm forgetting something. Part of the frustration is that some things can't be done until other's are completed. My mom offered to take over some of the stuff, but I have a hard time delegating which is my own damn fault...but hey, my webpage, my bitch session. I also still am under the weather and feeling like shit shit shit. I want to go home and go to bed. I think I got way in over my head with the whole treat baskets thing this year, and next year will NOT be doing it. Add to my freaking out about the stuff to get done this week the fact that we fly back in on Friday Jan 02, too late to attend the appeals hearing regarding my aunt's custody of the girls (please send good thoughts), but the next morning we will be picking up our new bedroom set, then we will need to assemble said bedroom set in our room, take the old one to storage, then we have the wedding show on sunday...AND BY THE WAY, WHEN WE GET BACK WE'LL HAVE 10 MONTHS UNTIL WE GET MARRIED, AND NOTHING IS DONE! We don't have a church or a reception site yet, school starts on the 5th (I AM STILL FUCKING WAITLISTED FOR TWO OF MY CLASSES) and I have a dental appointment that monday afternoon for a filling. ALSO! Anyone following along at all will note I haven't spoken of my 'female troubles' in a while, well I got a referral but of course not until February 13th. FUCKING. MARVELOUS. stick a fork in me, because I'm done.




I have four dozen more of these fuckers to frost today




I was sleeping on the couch friday night and Ben was asleep on my chest, I turned over and he never budged.




He is rarely so cuddly like this; he'll cuddle on his terms, but if you move he's usually out of there quick. So sweet :-)


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Friday, December 19, 2003

HOLIDAY PARTY

Today is the day of our annual office holiday party. Everyone meets down here and we have a great big lunch that is catered, and our owner also does a bit of barbecue as well. I would call it a meeting of the minds, but you know; Satchel will be attending, and that throws a wrench into the whole thing. It is however, the one time a year that 30 or so people, most of whom detest the evil satchel bastard, will congregate in one office. A HOLIDAY FOR ME! Finally more people to exchange eyerolls with!

I am looking forward to the party though, because I don't get to see my corporate comrades much during the year, nor do I get to see the bunch from our shop across the water that much. It's a nice time for everyone to just chill out and eat and well.. be merry.

Aaron came home early last night to find me semi-comatose on the couch, in the dark with only the christmas lights on to keep me company. I was not feeling well at all yesterday and came home and basically collapsed on the couch. Was it a sugar induced coma from all the fudge I ate? No, just a cold. I slept on and off the whole evening, even through Extreme Makeover. I did wake to see the end though, and um.. the older lady looked dynamite, but that younger girl? BARF. I would be drafting a complaint letter about now if I was her. I didn't think she was that bad to begin with, but afterwards, her hair was icky, her face... the skin looked grainy and her lips, my god those lips. I would feel sorry for her, but you know; she asked for all that to be done to her. yikes.

I am feeling large today, probably because of the said fudge consumption. ugh.

THE FRIDAY FIVE

1. List your five favorite beverages.

water, diet cherry coke, egg nog, mocha, smith and wesson

2. List your five favorite websites.

These are a sampling of my favorites... fluid pudding, Plain-jane, Chez Miscarriage , moody mama and Pregornot but I visit many more than this on a nightly basis.

3. List your five favorite snack foods.

baked doritos, apples and peanut butter, muffins, pretzels, and... funyuns

4. List your five favorite board and/or card games.

Trouble, clue, life, speed and um... boggle! (I AM THE BOGGLE QUEEN!)

5. List your five favorite computer and/or game system games.

After dark games, the simpson's road rage, Mary Kate and Ashley's sweet 16, (shut up!) Dr. Mario and Ducktales.




Ben has decided the only way he can survive the arctic temperatures in our apartment is by burrowing under any and all available blankets periodically throughout the day. This bugs asa to no end, because when we get ben to meow on command, asa can't figure out where the hell he is. ahh, we amuse easily.



because it's comfy to lay on remotes and stuff.


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Thursday, December 18, 2003

WEDNESDAY EVENING POST

I sit here this wednesday, sipping my glass of wine, watching Rich Girls, and find myself thinking "Dude, Ally Hilfiger is so weird looking. It's the episode where she and Liz shut Jaime out... and dude, they are all wierd looking. Ally is really starting to bug me. Truth be told, most girls between the age of 17 and 22 bug me. Lori and Ashley not included. Although Lori did fit under that umbrella at one time, and we would fight like hell... These rich girls though, man... barf.

That paragraph really had no point but to prove to you how shallow I can be. 'Tis true.

I made fudge again tonight, this time I attempted to use a bag of white chocolate chips instead of semi sweet, and I was going to add slivered almonds. Sadly, white chocolate chips DO NOT melt well. They melted about 75% and then stayed in tiny little lumps. I reheated the mixture, added a bag of semi sweet chips and the rest of the peanut butter in the house (about a cup and half I think), what the hell. My mom thinks it'll be fine. We shall see.

I am making sugar cookies tomorrow night as well as Emeril's Peanut Butter Fudge. I am giving out more goody baskets this weekend, so I want them stocked well.

Wedding planning has pretty much come to a halt lately, as we have had bigger fish to fry for the immediate future. It should be back up in full swing come January. I was watching a special on VH1, and it was about Leah Remini's wedding. (She's on the king of Queens) I got all choked up. I still don't get that I'm getting married. It's sort of a numb like state I think. It still hasn't completely sunk in. I'm sure it will once we get down to serious planning. By the end of January we need to have the church and the reception venue locked in. I am hoping to have a wedding dress picked out and paid for by my birthday in April. Holy shit we still need to get more christmas ornaments for favors... that is freaking me out. I don't want to wait until October to get them. Seriously, it wigs me out. We also need a menu. It's all so fucking overwhelming.

New subject. Before I start twitching.

You know, every time I hear about someone who reads this site (someone I know, or know of) I have one of two reactions. I either get really happy and excited that someone I know takes time out of their day to read my thoughts and ramblings, or I get nervous and think 'HOLY SHIT... THEY READ MY SITE?!' I had one of those moments recently. I hate that. Luckily I only talked a little bit of shit about the person, nothing even bad. It's not like satchel found the site or anything.

Speaking of sir assface, I need to buy something from work, and I will probably purchase it tomorrow. I am hoping to do it on the sly, because I know if he overhears me talking to the tech about it he'll want to write it up, and I don't know our policy but I'll be damned if that fucker makes one red cent off of me. I DO NOT want to add to any of his comission.

You know, I recall a conversation I had with Aaron last year about New Year's resolutions, and how I wanted to be nicer to Satchel. I wanted to make the extra effort to treat him as a human being and not the giant boil on the ass of mankind he is. Do you think I've made any progress in this area? I think not. It takes a glass of wine, and a teary night in front of the tv for me not to even shudder at the thought. Ah, maybe next year.

Written today

I feel like shit. That is all.



This is Aaron when he was about 3 I think. Is he not the cutest damn kid ever? I told him I had always had my heart set on having little girls, but now we can have boys, but they have to look just like him. I can't stop staring at this picture.



"Please drop something, drop something tasty and yummy, and oh... are you going to use the can opener? Please use the can opener, and please let it be a can of something tasty and yummy!"


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Wednesday, December 17, 2003

THE SILENT TYPE


Not too much to say today, so I thought I would do a picture entry.

How do you know when it's Christmas time around the Martin-Polenske household?



All of our Christmassy pics and cards adorn the back of our front door. See any familiar ones?




Rumor has it that there is a gift or two lurking under there for me...




This ornament is from my Aunt Dana, we just received it the day before yesterday. It has quickly moved up to the top of my favorite ornaments list. :-)




This is a fat little santa, created on top of a regular bulb. It's a housewarming gift from my Aunt Nancy. :-) Isn't it cute?




This beautiful bulb was sent to me last year from Ashley, I love love love it.




I picked up this little guy at Target, each year we'll buy a new ornament, something different than a bulb and add it to our collection. He's the first one.




This is an Ornament my mom picked up for Aaron and I last summer when she was in
Leavenworth. It's blurry because when I use the flash, white objects wash out the picture. It says "our first Christmas together" it's to commemorate our first Christmas in our new home.




Our Angel who watches over our tree.




This is the first ornament Aaron and I ever received as a couple. My cousin Lisa crocheted it and gave it to us last year. We had discovered we both had dreams of a house with a big picture window in front with a perfect Christmas tree in the window. We had talked about it enough that she said "this is for when you guys get that house, with the window and have your perfect tree." :-)




This is a family heirloom. My maternal great grandma made this. My mom had more, but because some jerkoffs stole our Christmas ornaments out of our storage unit (most of which were handmade when my mom and I were each in girlscouts etc.) there remains only a few left. I was lucky enough to get one.




This was given to me by a child in my daycare class about 4 or 5 years ago. I love how they used wire and safety pins.




This is a gingerbread house my mom made out of clay. She did a marvelous job, and the picture really doesn't do it enough justice. The detail is what impresses me.




My mom also made this one, isn't it precious?




I painted this a few years back. Not too shabby eh? (Yeah right!)




Probably one of my most prized possessions. I made this when I was in girl scouts, I must've been about 7, I recently had to melt the wax on the front of the candle so I could stick the label back on. I love this candle so much, totally reminds me of Christmas as a kid.


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Tuesday, December 16, 2003

*sigh*

I don't feel so good. Beginning of a cold I think. I went to the gym last night and worked out; noticing a sore throat on the way home, and the almost uncontrollable urge to fall into a deep winter's slumber. I vegged out in my new robe under a blanket and watched Terms of Endearment. I heart netflix.

Woke up this morning feeling like hell... mornings are the worst when you are getting the sniffles. On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being really sick I may be a 3 or 4... I'm just fucking exhausted. That's all. The stuffy nose and stuff is tolerable, I just feel zapped of all energy. I am going to go home tonight and snuggle up in my robe with my two furpants kids on the couch, turn the tree lights on, maybe light a few candles, and keep all the rest of the lights off, and just watch the tree and hopefully take a nap. I'll probably have the tube on too; but I think just laying in the glow of the tree will make me feel better.

You know what I hate? I hate it when I take time out of my life to drop someone an email in response to something they've written, and then don't ever get a reply back. I never send rude or snarky emails (I save that for the comments section, heh) but this week I've sent an email to two different ladies regarding something they've said (one was to tell the chick I recently stumbled on her site and she rocks, plain and simple.) and I haven't gotten one word back. That's so fucking rude. I understand not commenting back in your comments section, but when you get a nice note from someone, common courtesy dictates a reply. A small one is fine, but a reply none the less. I LOVE LOVE LOVE getting notes from people who read this site. I always write back too. It makes my day, seriously. Even if I just write a few short lines back, I try to do something... I mean how long does it really take?

Aaron has 5 more working days until he is officially on day shift. Can I get an Amen? How weird is that going to be? Our whole relationship has been him working nights, me on days, and both of us hogging the weekends to ourselves, much to our friend's dismay. What's kinda funny is that while we were at lunch with my friend shauna last weekend, we were chatting about how we rarely see each other (shauna and I) and I mentioned how sometimes we get a little flack from both Aaron's and my friends, as to how much we see them. "Truth is" I said "we don't really see anyone" and it's true. We don't hang out with anyone very much. We probably see Willi and Stacy the most and we don't even see them all that much. We're just busy with other shit on the weekends I guess.

Incidentally, I mentioned watching Terms of Endearment last night, and I thought it was an ok movie. I thought it was a little odd... the boy who plays teddy (the younger boy) was absolutely heartwrenching. I just want to give him a hug and buy him stuff. Of course after the scene where the doctor notices lumps in her armpit, I was found checking out my own armpits... no lumps here I'm happy to report. I watch movies like this and paranoia sets in. After I saw An Eye For an Eye (I'd link it, but really.. I have no energy) I didn't want any delivery men coming to my house to bring ANYTHING. I do that... get engrossed in a movie, and become obsessed with it spilling over into real life. Nut job? ME?

Nothing else to bore you with today... so I'll see y'all tomorrow.



This is where you'll find me this evening.


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Monday, December 15, 2003

TWO OF A KIND, WORKIN' ON A FULL HOUSE

Lately I have been listening a lot to the Garth Brooks Double Live CD. I got it at an insane price a few years ago after Christmas, and man... don't judge me, but I love it. In particular, I love Callin' Baton Rouge, Two of a Kind Workin' on a Full House, Your Song, Much to Young to Feel This Damn Old, Beaches of Cheyenne, and Two Pina Coladas. I love me some Garth Brooks, what I would give to have seen him in Concert.

Not too much to report here. I am damn hungry... I started really watching what I am eating again... mainly because I have put on about 10 lbs (a little less) since Kelly and Matt's wedding in July, and that concerns me. I have put on about 4lbs since the beginning of December and I.DON'T.LIKE.IT. So I'd like to lose a few before we go to New York. I keep debating on whether or not to set up a weight loss blog, so I have some accountability. I would like to lose another 20 or so before the wedding... (AT LEAST 20) but then that requires effort (to blog about it) and with school and everything, I think I have my hands full enough. Besides, I assume it will morph into a basic record of what I eat and what excercising I do and that shit is boring so why bother?

That whole paragraph was boring. Gah.

Oh yeah, I tried Sherry's recipe for Moussaka, and it was divine. I couldn't get Lori to try it because she knew there was eggplant in it and therefore must be disgusting, but Aaron tried it (though he had NO idea there was eggplant in it.) and he said it was edible, but it reminded him of stew and he just couldn't eat it because of that. I loved it though, so I sent some home with Lori so dad could try it and he really liked it too. I used ground Turkey instead of beef or pork, but damn; you would never know. DELISH.

I also made about a zillion cookies this weekend. The oatmeal ones on Friday did not turn out well; too flat, so I added a half cup of flour and made them again yesterday morning, and they were a little better. Next time I am going to add 3/4 of a cup or use less shortening. The frosting for the sugar cookies didn't turn out to my liking either though, too thick. Ugh.

By the way thanks for all the compliments about my hair, I love you!

Gosh... New York is 10 days away. HOLY SHIT I have a lot to do!!!! I am also kind of worried about my cats. They've NEVER been left alone for that amount of time, and I am afraid Asa will revert to his old ways when his mad and take a big ol' shit right on the couch or the bed in retaliation. *sigh* Hopefully he won't.



To the untrained eye he looks docile and um... thin here.


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Friday, December 12, 2003

I.NEED.CAFFEINE.

Good Lord I am tired today. Really, really tired. I had a busier night than I had bargained for last night. I decided to get my hair done, and made the appointment for 6:10. I left work at five, zipped up to Safeway to get the ingredients I would need for baking, and made it to the salon around 10 to 6. L. (the hairdresser) was running late and apologized profusely, she was finally able to bring me back and start foiling around 6:45. I was fine with waiting; no biggie, I just busied myself with finding pictures of the haircolor I wanted. I have been going to the same salon for awhile now, and didn't want to change. A partial foil there is 55 bucks, and they have a pretty solid reputation, and besides that I like the place. The girl that usually does my hair never gets it light enough, and when I say "I want it really blonde... really really light, not yellow either" she gets it the same way she did before and says " I don't think it'll go any lighter." Umm... how about using stronger stuff dipshit? And while you're at it, since I said I didn't want any yellow how about slapping some toner on there K?

The reason I get pissy about all of this is because I've been coloring my hair for like... 13 years... God 13 years... holy shit I feel old all of a sudden. Man... anyway, I started out using products like Sun-in, then moved on to the boxes of dye. When I got sick of having orange hair (I could never get it blonde... just orange.), I went to the salons and had it foiled. In fact, if you check out my first ever site at tripod you can see all the hideous shit I've put my hair through. I know it'll lighten more than dirty blonde. It's been platinum before... not that that's the look I'm exactly going for now. but shit... you get the point. Anyway to make this obviously long story short, the girl last night was fabulous. She did what I wanted and more.. to the point where I was looking in the mirror thinking "wow... this is really light." I am unsure if I like it, but it was what I asked for, and I don't hate it. Aaron loves it, so we'll see. I think I just need some time to get used to it.

I got home and decided to go ahead and make some fudge and bake the sugar cookies. I'll frost them tonight, they are hard as rocks already, but that seems to be the norm. I once saw on Marth Stewart (shut up you know you love that show) that if you have cookies that harden like that, any kind of cookies; all you have to do is put some in a ziplock bag with a piece of bread and they'll soften up pretty quickly. You gotta keep an eye on it though, because they become too soft if you leave the bread in there too long. I find that an hour usually does the trick.

Here's my fudge recipe, it's divine. (I should note that this fudge hardens to a solid form, and is not chewy; I detest chewy fudge.)

Killer fudge
3/4 c melted margerine
3 c sugar
2/3 c (1 - 5oz can) evaporated milk
1 -7oz jar marshmallow creme
1 -12 oz pckg of semi sweet choc chips
1 tsp vanilla.

combine margerine, sugar and milk in a saucepan over medium heat, gradually raising to medium high until you have a full rolling boil. Stir constantly to avoid scorching. Remove from heat when you have reached boiling stage and stir in choc chips until they are completely melted. (batter should be a rich brown color). Transfer to bowl and add marshmallow and vanilla, beat until blended completely. Pour into greased 9X13 pan and put in fridge to set.

It's really good. And really easy.

Before I forget, I'd like to mention how utterly happy I was last night that Burton was voted off. Woohoo! The look on Jon's face when he found out it was Burton and not Lil was fucking awesome. I still think there's a good chance the winner will either be Jon or Darrah, but I am hoping it's Sandra. She's a hoodrat, and I love that. (poet!)

THE FRIDAY FIVE

1. Do you enjoy the cold weather and snow for the holidays?

I would enjoy the cold weather a lot more if it were accompanied by snow for the holidays. We don't get a whole lot of snow here in Seattle, some... but not much. And rarely, if ever around the holidays.

2. What is your ideal holiday celebration? How, where, with whom would you celebrate to make things perfect?

Ideally, it would be spent in a big ass cabin in the snow, it would be me and Aaron hosting for both of our families. There would be a big stone fireplace and lots of presents for everyone. There would be christmas music and turkey and stuffing and then when everyone left, we would relax in front of the fire and watch a christmas movie or something.

3. Do you do have any holiday traditions?

Yes, for decorating my mom's tree, she does the lights and then Lori and I would finish up with most of the ornaments. She would help out a little bit, but would do most of the other decorating while we focused on the tree. Christmas eve night Lori and I would sleep in the same room (when we shared a room, we would push our beds together) and then whoever woke up first would wake the other one and then we would venture out to the living room to get our stockings. Once we went to bed Christmas night we were forbidden to go back out to the living room until the morning so as not to accidentally walk in on santa or see his handiwork before it was time. After we opened out stockings we'd then wake up mom and dad and head to the living room for some ripping and tearing.

4. Do you do anything to help the needy?

I always toss in whatever money I have floating around my pockets or purse to the salvation army can outside the grocery store. I participate in food drives and occasionally do a bit more but it's not as much as I'd like to do. For a couple years I would do a blanket and coat drive at my work, then I'd go downtown with some friends and pass out whatever we had managed to get to the homeless. I never donated to a shelter, because I wanted to help the people that were on the street. That was probably the most rewarding thing I've ever done.

5. What one gift would you like for yourself?

Honestly I don't really know... two of my dreams came true already. I am spending New Year's in NY and I am engaged... I think the only thing that could come close to being as cool would be to win the lottery!



I look kinda freaky here, but here's the new hair ...



Another shot of the new hair. It's really light.


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Thursday, December 11, 2003

BETTER DAY

I am having a better day today. I still don't even want to think about the whole custody case with my cousins... makes me fucking sick. But as my mom said, "we'll start writing letters, because it is an election year, and hopefully we can get some attention paid that way.

I didn't have to have the biopsy yesterday (can I get an amen?) instead, I got a prescription and a referral to a specialist. My doctor didn't see the point in taking a biopsy when she figured the specialist will want to do one anyway. Thank you Lord. And um, how wierd is it that I rarely run into people that I went to high school with, but yesterday IN MY GYNECOLOGIST'S OFFICE I run into two girls from my graduating class? I exchanged pleasantries with one of them, she was a VERY popular girl (alas, I was not) but she's nice, divorced now... admired my ring, and I WAS NOT smug about it either. Though it was nice to have one of the popular girls envying me for once. ;-) and the other girl was the prom queen our senior year, and I must say she's put on about 30lbs... I never disliked her but she was kind of an arrogant beeyotch. She wasn't pregnant or anything, but I didn't say hello, as I was on my way out when I noticed her there. I just thought it was totally wierd to run into them there of all places.

I sold my books at HCC, and though I only got 58 bucks for what I originally spent about 200 for... it's enough to get my hair done, and I didn't have to wait until January to get the money. It's all good.

Did you watch Trista and Ryan's wedding last night? I did. I never watch that shit... never watch the bachelor or any of it's spin-off shows, but damn... you can't get away from these two. They are in every US Weekly magazine and on all the gossip sites, so I caved and figured I might pick up some wedding ideas if I watched. Um yeah, wedding ideas if I was throwing a 4 million dollar wedding... and I'm sorry, but I don't think those two half-wits are in love. Call me a cynic, call me a beeyotch, but I don't think for one second half of what I saw last night was genuine. First of all, the baby talk... when Trista said goodnight to Ryan in the elevator... ugh. "I'll see yooo tomowwow" in that sugary sweet baby voice. I wanted to slap someone. I don't think she's cute either, the bangs have GOT to go. I did think the wedding was pretty... she looked really average, but the set up was nice. I think Aaron and I should figure out a way for ABC to pay for OUR wedding. Doesn't even have to a four million dollar one! Hey! Kick us like 10 grand and I'll be happy! :-)

I'm going to start my holiday baking tonight. I want to make 10 goody baskets, and I don't want to be bombarded all at once for them. I'm going to give away like 4 of them this weekend, and then 5 or 6 the following weekend. Shouldn't be too bad. Need to stop at the store tonight and pick up the last few ingredients I'll need for some of the stuff. I think I'm going to make the honey crunch party mix, swedish oatmeal cookies--which I've never had the knack for, they are out of this world; my grandma made them perfectly but I've always fucked them up. They end up tasting good, but looking like hell. Maybe this year they'll turn out. I'm also making sugar cookies with my famous frosting and killer fudge as well. Maybe I'll post the recipes here, they are all family recipes but are DAMN good ones. Actually they honey crunch is a party mix that I just tried for the first time at that roaring 20's murder mystery party. But the fudge my mom has made for years... she's actually found a recipe she likes better, but Lori and I think that Killer Fudge is the best. The sugar cookies are my specialty, they are a mix, yes, but the frosting is the best. It hardens so it doesn't smear when you transport them. I am a big fan of that. Taste's great in milk too!



Asa stalks his prey here (ben) and is ready to open a can of whoop ass.



FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WOMAN, GET THAT BLASTED FLASH OUT OF MY FACE!


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Wednesday, December 10, 2003

BAD FUCKING DAY

Bad day.

Started when the parking security idiot tried to tell me I couldn't park in the spot I PARKED IN EVERY FUCKING DAY OF THE QUARTER because I'm a student, and it's a visitor lot. He was snide and rude and I ended up calling him a nazi dick pushing beaurocratic (sp?) Bullshit on students that pay his salary.

Continued when I found out the book buyback (I have 12 to sell back) is on a consignment basis only. If the book sells, I'll see money from it in the middle of January. Every other cc I've been to buys them back on a cash basis. I am going to stop by HCC tonight, but after the day I've had I am fearing bad news.

The hits kept on coming when my dell order fell through. Aaron's digital camera is on it's last legs, and we were going to order one from Dell. It was all well and good up until the end, and now it's a nogo. great.

The worst blow yet came when my mom called to say we lost the custody case. WE FUCKING LOST CUSTODY of two innocent little girls to their prostituting druggie mother and their idiot lazy father, both of who are neglectful... well not of their cigarettes. Their kids might not have running water or food, but they have their fucking smokes. Anyway... I don't even want to talk about this. I don't understand why this happened and really, it's doing nothing more than making me cry and my tears aren't going to help my little cousins. Prayers and miracle is it at this point. The fucking state of washington DOESN'T GIVE A GOOD GODDAMN ABOUT CHILD WELFARE. That's it, that's just it. I feel like I'm going to vomit.

I have a doctor's appointment in a little while, and I'm a bit scared. After the way the day has gone since I'm going in for a biopsy on my girly bits, I'm a little frightened I'll come out with female circumcision. Cross your fingers for me and lets pray the doc has a steady hand.

I'm outta here.


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Tuesday, December 09, 2003

THEY'RE OUT TO GET ME

Earthlink won't let me get into my mail; says 'maximum permitted user load has been reached. Please try again later.' WHAT THE FUCK? I have never seen that before in my life. Ok, well I've only had earthlink since May, but never since then!

I'm bitchy today... let's complain.

I don't like our replacement UPS driver. David, our normal guy has been on vacay for like a month, well.. I think he was on actual vacation for two weeks, then like they do every year; UPS puts him on the harder runs and puts the new guy on our route. This means a few things. 1. I have to school the newcomers on where to put the freight that comes in (hence the new 'UPS INCOMING' and 'UPS OUTGOING' signs complete with downward arrows signs that now adorn our walls.) 2. Our freight gets here whenver the new guy feels like dropping in. He still picks up at 2:30 on the dot, but unlike David who would make sure to drop off all freight he could find for us with the stuff that had been overnighted. (as that stuff has to be in my hands by 9am) the new guys bring stuff all the way up to pick up time. That sucks. Last but not least, the new guy this week has an attitude. I don't like him. He's not rude... he just sucks.

Satchel is seriously on my last nerve. I am about to move the 2001, and 2002 files upstairs and am hesitating only because that lazy fuck doesn't get files out of the cabinets down here, and I know when I move them upstairs it'll be one chicken scratched note after another attached to many a different piece of paper asking me to find various other invoices etc. Now, this is why the man pisses me off. NOONE FUCKING ELSE IN THAT OFFICE asks me to do this kind of menial shit. It is below the satchel fuck to get his own paperwork. He passes the buck at every opportunity and it's wearing me down. Seriously, some days I come so close to saying fuck it and quitting it's not funny. What saves me is that every other person I work with is worth sticking around for. Every other person I work with is personable, nice, capable and more than that, doesn't treat me as their personal file fetcher, ass wiper, meat cutter, etc etc etc. I don't hate my job or my coworkers. I even think I get paid fairly... I would be so happy if it just wasn't for him. Seriously, I think if there was a memo put out tomorrow morning that said one of my new job duties was to get coffee for the salesmen, Satchel would be on the horn by ten figuring out if that included nuking his lunch and taking out his garbage. He's such a pig dick I can't even tell you. Anyway, back to my point, I don't normally refuse to do anything he tells me to ... maybe I should. But I can tell you this, the day he asks me to go upstairs to get him a file from 2002 will be the day I say fuck off. Mark my words.

My final for math is tomorrow (yay! then you won't have to hear about it anymore!) and I am having a hell of a time studying for it. I am doing ok; refreshing my memory and such, but for all the emphasis they put on finals I think it's all bullshit. I mean, it's a test to see how much I've learned in that class this quarter. My attitude is kind of.. well, if I do poorly, then I obviously haven't learned that much, and don't deserve a high grade. My other attitude is "you better do good on that test, because that class cost you 400 bucks." I'm torn you see. No.. I just don't see the point in cramming. I am going to continue to go over the stuff we have learned to keep the processes fresh in my mind. And pray. A lot.

I am on liter number 4 of water today... is there such a thing as water poisoning?

Well, that's all for today.



FLARE THEM NOSTRILS!



What?


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Monday, December 08, 2003

SERIOUSLY?

I feel so stressed out right now I could go postal at any moment. I am tired of the clutter at home. TIRED.OF.IT. It's not like it's even that much, it's just that we have a very small space, so anything that's left out makes the whole place look messier than it needs to be. Our bedroom looks like the closet exploded, thanks to me. I apparently, lack the ability to hang up clothes in the closet and would rather drape them across anything standing. Our closet in the bedroom is another nightmare... stuffed full of absolutely anythign and everything, shoes spilling out of it. I simply can't take it and will be forced to reckon with the whole shebang tonight. I need to study for my final, but because I'm wierd I have a hard time concentrating or relaxing in an environment that I feel is too messy. I was this way at my mom's house too; only about my bedroom though. The living room could have been in shambles and as long as my room was semi clean I was ok.

This weekend was busy and shitty. I wish our one year anniversary could have been spent relaxing and enjoying ourselves, instead we were running errands, busting our asses to get down to a family gathering on time, then busting our asses on getting back to seattle in time for Aaron to try and fix my parent's computer, so we didn't even get the grocery shopping done until after 9:30 last night. I was not happy.

I wish I could bitch freely here about some things that really piss me off. I wish I could go on and on about people who piss me off and the things they say that really get me. Unfortunately too many of my family members have this web address. On one hand that's a good thing because I think this can be a great tool for keeping in touch... on the other hand it sucks because this is my outlet, and I sometimes have to watch what I say for fear of offending people. Regardless, I shouldn't be talking shit anyway... it would just be nice to be able to. ;-p

Saturday was spent in a flurry of preparation for my anthropology final, then two hours to take the final... then I attempted to clean the apartment. We went out to dinner that night to Chang's Mongolian Restaurant for the anniv. celebration, then went to Fred Meyers and bummed around before coming home to watch movies and lay around. I woke up Sunday morning feeling stressed, here is a list why...

*the state of the house as previously mentioned
*I have a math final on Wednesday
*I need to sell my books for school this week
*I still need one more gift to buy for christmas
*Aaron's family is now celebrating christmas on the eve, and I am not wanting to; or rather quite unwilling to give up celebrating at my grandma's on the same day, we are still trying to figure out how to fit in celebrating at my grandma's, at my parent's, with his family, and with his dad in a day and a half and manage to get home at a reasonable hour to be at the airport the next day at 4am.
*I have a ton of christmas baking I want to do, but am unsure when I'll have the time.
*our apartment is too fucking small
*we have so much to do in regards to the wedding
*we have so FUCKING MUCH TO DO IN REGARDS TO THE WEDDING!!!!!!!!!!
*along with that, we have so much to pay for as well...
*we may be buying a new bedroom set next weekend for 150 bucks... a wood set that was originally purchased for a couple grand. I want to buy it because it's a good deal, and it's a bit bigger than the set we have now. We don't want to get rid of the set we have now so we have a guest bedroom set when we move to a house in a few years. This means we need a storage unit, which is just another bill we don't need. but if we don't get the set we'll have to spend a lot more money later on on a set.
*I have a doctor's appointment wednesday for a biopsy in a place nothing sharp should ever come near.
*There is an important custody hearing on Wednesday in our family.

and the list goes on...
but rather than bore you I'll leave you with a few pics. I was going to post one of me in the gogo boots on saturday night, but my sister didn't get any full length shots like I asked, so you'll just have to wait.



Asa likes to have his butt scratched and spanked, and loves to be picked up by his tail. We don't do it much, or for long, but when you put him down he rolls around on the floor purring. Wierdo.



Ben sleeping or praying, I'm not sure.


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Sunday, December 07, 2003

ONE YEAR

One year ago I was nervous. I didn't know what to wear. I didn't know what I would say. I didn't know how I should act.

I was scared I would mess things up... I was scared this date would be yet another victim of 'the third date curse'. I was petrified I would hit my 'idiot button' in the threat of awkward silence and say something so asinine you would go running in the other direction.

Instead, you smiled, laughed at my jokes, put me at ease, and you held my hand. Most importantly though, you asked me to be yours, and I said yes. The easiest, and smartest decision I've ever made.

Of everything in my life I have to be grateful for, you are number one. My dream come true. (Though sometimes I still have a hard time believing it.) I love you H.B. so much. Happy one, year!!!



December 2002
Celebrating the first New Year's together, the first one I ever got kiss at midnight. :-)



January 2003
Basking in the giddiness of love in Newport, Oregon.



February 2003
Getting ready for a night on the town to celebrate Matt's Birthday.



March 2003
Celebrating Aaron's birthday.



April 2003
Celebrating my birthday.



May 2003
Enjoying the barbecue and family festivities of Mother's Day.



June 2003
Celebrating Kelly's birthday with a night of dancing downtown.



July 2003
Having a blast at Matt and Kel's Wedding.



August 2003
Daytrip to Northbend with Dan and Julie.



September 2003
Our initial Christmas picture, before we got engaged...



October 2003
showing off our best/worst/you decide sides



November 2003
Our Christmas picture now that we are betrothed. :-)



December 2003
Saturday night, on our way out to dinner to celebrate our anniversary. (I was wearing go-go boots! More on that next week!)

I love you honey, thanks for the best year of my life (thus far!)