Domestic Kick

Lately, Mike can be heard saying, "Where's my wife? I like this new replacement who cooks and cleans and grocery shops, but I miss my actual wife."

For some reason I've been domestic (and so has Gina as I discovered yesterday and now we are going to swap recipes). I'm a regular at Whole Foods. I've used the slow cooker that sat unused and dusty since we received it as a wedding gift. I've learned that the washer can be tempermental with the fabric softener. I'm fighting the urge to buy a new couch. The dog isn't surprised anymore when I am the one who feeds him and walks him.

I'm pretty slow at the office, so I have extra time which is admittedly nice. I'm also nearing the end of school, and I am starting to wonder how I will spend my free time. (December 15 should be the last day; I need to pass the ridiculsouly hard class that I stupidly decided to take when I am totally checked out).

I like it. I just wish I had more people to cook for. If anyone is headed to Atlanta, stop by for a homecooked meal. I'm not sure how long this will last.

Sliding Doors

Lately I've been have lots of thoughts about serendipity. What would have happened if I had gone to law school? What would have happened if I hadn't take the job assignment with Mike's business? Where would Mike be? Where would I be?

I'm disappointed that the house hasn't sold. Really disappointed. More disappointed than I thought I would be. Yet I can't help but feeling that it's for a reason. I'm not a huge believer in destiny, but I have an strong feeling that the house didn't sell because we are going to be moving from Atlanta. For that reason, I'm excited to see what happens. I have no clue for what reason, but it's eerie.

On one hand, I could be just wishing and hoping to move back to Buffalo sooner rather than later. On the other, I could be just a victim of the mortgage meltdown.

At least I have new hardwoods to distract me.

OTM

House is off the market--Boo Hiss!
Men are coming to install hardwood floors--Crowd roars

We will try this again in the spring. Stay tuned.

Birthday season approaching

I've always loved my birthday. I wholeheartedly believe that it's a season much the same as Esther does .... it should be celebrated for days and days and days.



This year is a big one for me ... 30! I'm not freaked out about turning 30, I don't feel old ... I feel weird! It's just strange to think that I will no longer be in my 20s. Then I think about how strange it must be for Leah, John, my mom and my dad ... I'm the baby so it's probably pretty weird for them too. But holy crap .... I'm going to be 30!

The countdown begins ... one month & one day from today I will no longer be a 20-something.



Almost with out thought, a day was planned here for the 18th of November ... how ironic that it's the day before my birthday?!?! So I will be spending the last day of my 20s with 10 of my favorite women .... yipee!!!!! Pampering and lounging and drinking yummy wine in my squishy robe and slippers. aaaaahhh .......

Happy Days

I love weddings ... I always cry and always have a great time at the reception. They're just by nature beautiful events.


This past weekend, my best friend got married. Sarah and I first met in the elevator on our way up to our room as freshman, at Northeastern but living at another local college (don't ask). I've realized that that was 11 years ago! 11 years have gone by ... wow ... and we've been through ALOT in those 11 years as most friends do. We've seen each other through alot of ups and alot of downs ... boyfriends, friends & coming & going, among many, many, many other things. We've been there for each other through alot. So when she asked me to be a bridesmaid (never a bride) I was honored. She picked amazing dresses and shoes, date (10/6) and location.


So on Saturday afternoon we all gathered together looking as beautiful as I've ever seen us ... most especially the bride (Dress = AMAZING) ... and we got Sarah & George married! In 10 minutes I cried my little eyes out and then went and partied like a rockstar along with the rest of the weddings guests. We danced to this cool jazz band from New Jersey with the movenist, shakenist 70 year old band leader/trumpeteer I've ever seen. They were able to put a New Orleans twist on pretty much any song you could think of ... and we danced and danced and danced!


At one point though it did rain (boo) but it was while we were all safely tucked away under the tent having fun and drinking champagne (more than the bartender had ever seen consumed at a wedding there, hehe) so the rain was alright ... it cooled the night off perfectly and made the pesky humidity go away. And then the clouds moved away too and the sun came back out .... and there, at the end of the dock just 100 or so feet in front of our tent, was the most spectacular rainbow I've ever seen. It wasn't just high in the sky, it literally ended at the dock. If that's not a blessing and/or good luck, I don't know what is!

Out of my Mouth

I am really trying to think before I speak-I try to have a filter and try to consider the adudience and how sensitive to they my be to my straightforward nature. I've learned the hard way that offense is an unintended consequence of not only what I say but how I say it.

All that being said, I was at lunch last week with my boss who is also a friend at a restaurant that we go to regularly. We had a server who was new to us though was very experienced. This I know because he told us the Reader Digest version of his life story (which is still too long) in the 5 times he came to the top between sitting us and bringing the food. When he finally came with the food (which had been very delayed for a non-server related issue), he added that real estate is a cool profession that he has always wanted to get into for the following 10 reasons which I did not hear. Apparently halfway through the list, I said to this very nice but over-eager server, "Ok. See ya." My tone was very matter-of-fact, not rude, as I was told later because I don't remember saying it.

Can't take me in public, I guess.

Actual email ...

... received by a colleague from a fellow employee (emphasis added)

"I open this acct. and when I opened it I saw his card. (due to the size of the check. it was lottery processeds.) I called and lefted a message yesterday for you to
call me.can you please call me at 301-933-6311. I dont wont to have to call him back for that If I dont have to he also has met with the investment team as well.
please give me a call if you dont mine."

Jesus Christ .... SERIOUSLY PEOPLE!!!!!!! Grammar, spelling, punctuation .... or lack thereof

I can't make this shit up

Kings & Queens

Words of wisdom from Lil' Kim:

"I'm a queen, and I can't say I've run across a full-blown king."

I'm totally using that one from now on ... my problem isn't that I don't go out and meet people, it's that I just haven't found my king!

As you may or may not know - "Regina" means Queen so it's perfect! That sounds so much better than the actual reason.

So true .....

"To me, there is no greater act of courage than being the one who kisses first"

Janeane Garofalo