Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Gods Frown Again
again the gods have frowned upon me in the scent of life department. it might also coincide with yet another reason the upstairs neighbors may soon find a burning bag of dog poo outside their front door (although this might not work so much in my favor since their front door is 5 feet from mine and they have no doorbell with which to dingdong ditch them, but i digress). apparently the cold weather is keeping them indoors, including for their lovely smoking habits. rather than wafting away on the crisp evening breeze, their smoke is currently filtering through my heating vent into my room and bathroom, and i am forced to deal with it. i am on the verge of lighting several candles. although this solution often leads to that hideous pleasant smell with a strong undercurrent of eau du cancer sticks. but it's worth a try, and is probably the more pleasant alternative to inflicting violence upon the neighbors. probably.
Monday, January 7, 2008
Giftcard Curse
(i'm doing a second post today to make up for not posting tomorrow.)
why is it that when you are out shopping on your own you can find approximately everything you ever wanted, but the minute you have a gift card to spend everything you ever wanted disappears and you're left with things that are eh maybe ok? i think my main issue is my usual thriftiness, resulting in my wanting to find things that are WORTH spending the gift card on. i walked zona rosa in loops today, sizing up every store's sales before finally looping back to one of the first things that struck me. finally i spent the gift card. way more work than it should be. someone solve the curse for me, so i can go spend my future gift certificates in a more carefree way!
why is it that when you are out shopping on your own you can find approximately everything you ever wanted, but the minute you have a gift card to spend everything you ever wanted disappears and you're left with things that are eh maybe ok? i think my main issue is my usual thriftiness, resulting in my wanting to find things that are WORTH spending the gift card on. i walked zona rosa in loops today, sizing up every store's sales before finally looping back to one of the first things that struck me. finally i spent the gift card. way more work than it should be. someone solve the curse for me, so i can go spend my future gift certificates in a more carefree way!
Stank
the gods frowned upon me today as i drove back from a minor shopping expedition. making my way south on 29 and then to 635 south, i was unlucky enough to be trapped behind a pig transport. on a 65 degree day the lovely scent of jampacked swine wafted in my car vents for about 20 minutes, with me gagging all the way and no way to get out of it. then, after breathing a fresh-aired sigh of relief upon getting on to i-70 east, i began to drive through the west bottoms of kansas city. anyone from kansas city knows the lovely eau du west bottoms, which essentially consists of SHIT. i literally held my breath for as long as i could as i drove 70 mph through to get away from the smell. finally i hit broadway and was purified by the fresh smell of the folgers coffee factory. i am not sure what i did to anger the gods to destroy the pleasantness of a warm day with awful smells, but i am mollified and sorry. apologies, gods.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Open to Suggestions
what exactly makes lymph nodes feel less swollen? i remember being at TIP summer camp one year and having a lymph node on my throat that was so swollen i couldn't sleep on my side at night. what did the dismal nurse at the health center tell me? "put a hot rag on it...that's all you can do." great. my assistant manager suggested vick's vap o rub slathered on my throat and wrapped in a warm towel, which i have yet to try. while i have a sore throat, it is less inside and more just because the lymph nodes are so tight and sore that it makes my whole throat and upper chest tired. if you have a suggestion for how to make me feel less lymphnodey, let me know. also, if you feel like condemning the rev for doing this to me, feel free.
Editor's Note: after a significant amount of whining from the rev, i have been asked to suggest that you not harass him for making me sick. it is not his fault, technically, that he has once again laid me low with a sore throat and cough. so for now, leave him alone. thanks.
Editor's Note: after a significant amount of whining from the rev, i have been asked to suggest that you not harass him for making me sick. it is not his fault, technically, that he has once again laid me low with a sore throat and cough. so for now, leave him alone. thanks.
Friday, January 4, 2008
Today's Smatterings
on the britney debacle (since i can't avoid it): i feel sorry for her kids. they are the only innocents in the whole deal, and don't deserve to deal with her. you can take the girl out of louisiana, but you can't take the crazy white trash louisiana (no offense to others of the state) out of the girl.
as i shared with pete this morning, i believe my right leg is possibly shorter than my left. every time i put pants on (any pants, not "shank pants" as he suggested), the bottom hem of the right leg scrapes the floor, with nary a whisper from the left. although i could just have that seductive hip sway down and it causes me to do a gangsta lean. (note: were you aware that marilyn monroe cut down her right high heel on all her shoes so she would have more of a hip sway? the things you learn on the style network.)
as i shared with pete on new year's eve, i believe my left foot is smaller than my right foot. it continuously slipped out of my heel that night, with the right foot staying solid. i posited the theory that my feet shrank from the cold, in the same way that your fingers aren't as pudgy in cold as they are in heat. he posited that that theory was crap.
my throat is sore. i blame everyone but me.
i cleaned up at the republic of banana last night. god bless factory/outlet stores. also god bless my new tweed pants that are to die for.
i am currently seeking a part-time cook. i only require you to be there in the mornings to bring me coffee and in the evenings to cook me yummy dinners. i am tired of these chores.
whiskey and water is disgusting as a drink. smells like medicine, tastes like sh*t. give me my mike's any time.
as i shared with pete this morning, i believe my right leg is possibly shorter than my left. every time i put pants on (any pants, not "shank pants" as he suggested), the bottom hem of the right leg scrapes the floor, with nary a whisper from the left. although i could just have that seductive hip sway down and it causes me to do a gangsta lean. (note: were you aware that marilyn monroe cut down her right high heel on all her shoes so she would have more of a hip sway? the things you learn on the style network.)
as i shared with pete on new year's eve, i believe my left foot is smaller than my right foot. it continuously slipped out of my heel that night, with the right foot staying solid. i posited the theory that my feet shrank from the cold, in the same way that your fingers aren't as pudgy in cold as they are in heat. he posited that that theory was crap.
my throat is sore. i blame everyone but me.
i cleaned up at the republic of banana last night. god bless factory/outlet stores. also god bless my new tweed pants that are to die for.
i am currently seeking a part-time cook. i only require you to be there in the mornings to bring me coffee and in the evenings to cook me yummy dinners. i am tired of these chores.
whiskey and water is disgusting as a drink. smells like medicine, tastes like sh*t. give me my mike's any time.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
The Whole Shizbang
this is going to be a long one. settle in.
first of all, my first day there started with a 5 a.m. drive to the airport, popping a happy pill, and consequently a flight i barely remember taking. after some relaxing, we had lunch out with the rev's brother dupont and his girlfriend lori. then came the attempted trip to mud island, the seeing juno, and then what i forgot to mention: a trip to the ZOO! we have to squeeze in a zoo on every visit, apparently. this time it was at night for memphis zoo lights, the holiday-themed light extravaganza with very few animals out for viewing. except this panda:
i covered most other high points in the other post, so we'll skip ahead to new year's eve. after spending about half the day at his office with a brief pause for mcdonald's, we headed for another oft-visited locale for us: the botanical gardens. it was a simply gorgeous 63 degree day in memphis, so we took advantage and took a long walk around the garden.
pete found a dinosaur. after that luxurious walk, we headed to the grocery store and then home to prepare a tray of bruschetta for the new year's eve party at his parents' house and to beautify. we pretty much turned out hott, as you can see. 
after spending some time eating a bunch in germantown, we headed out to meet up with another couple to head to the new year's eve extravaganza at the peabody hotel in downtown memphis. (see how i purposely did not tell you where we were going to be in that other post? i didn't want so many adoring fans to show up.) met up with them, headed downtown, and partied it up...cowboy mouth and lord t & eloise performed, along with a DJ which made for some good dancing. we had literally a movie-moment new year's, a moment i have been consistently reliving for the past few days. there was a loud countdown from the crowd packed around us in front of lord t & eloise, followed by a balloon drop at the stroke of midnight and us pretty much wrapped up in each other as the balloons muffled all the noise around us and everyone nearby went nuts. i tried to catch the moment but for some reason i must have been distracted, putting off my aim:
either way, it was magical. after midnight was declared, we danced for another hour and a half and enjoyed the party, including witnessing some couple drama (pete) and getting randomly hit on (me) when abandoned momentarily. we finally made it home and to bed, not waking up til 11 on new year's day. we had a nice quiet day, grabbing lunch with dupont & lori again and running to germantown to say bye to the reverend and mrs. reverend senior. then it was off to the airport. this is never my best time, and i held true to my regular breaking down into a sniffling mess upon being forced to go through security. he had to literally push me over to the start of the line. hate it. another happy pill and blurry trip home later, and i passed out cold only for a twelve-hour work day yesterday and a nine.five-hour work day today. then i went shopping and blew my xmas gift cards, am now doing laundry and enjoying my sage & citrus candle from yankee candle, and listening to the rev's new playlist feature. all-in-all an absolutely perfect, relaxing trip as always with nary a dull moment and zero unhappy ones (disregarding the whole having to leave memphis thing). ready to head back at any time.
first of all, my first day there started with a 5 a.m. drive to the airport, popping a happy pill, and consequently a flight i barely remember taking. after some relaxing, we had lunch out with the rev's brother dupont and his girlfriend lori. then came the attempted trip to mud island, the seeing juno, and then what i forgot to mention: a trip to the ZOO! we have to squeeze in a zoo on every visit, apparently. this time it was at night for memphis zoo lights, the holiday-themed light extravaganza with very few animals out for viewing. except this panda:
i covered most other high points in the other post, so we'll skip ahead to new year's eve. after spending about half the day at his office with a brief pause for mcdonald's, we headed for another oft-visited locale for us: the botanical gardens. it was a simply gorgeous 63 degree day in memphis, so we took advantage and took a long walk around the garden.
pete found a dinosaur. after that luxurious walk, we headed to the grocery store and then home to prepare a tray of bruschetta for the new year's eve party at his parents' house and to beautify. we pretty much turned out hott, as you can see. 
after spending some time eating a bunch in germantown, we headed out to meet up with another couple to head to the new year's eve extravaganza at the peabody hotel in downtown memphis. (see how i purposely did not tell you where we were going to be in that other post? i didn't want so many adoring fans to show up.) met up with them, headed downtown, and partied it up...cowboy mouth and lord t & eloise performed, along with a DJ which made for some good dancing. we had literally a movie-moment new year's, a moment i have been consistently reliving for the past few days. there was a loud countdown from the crowd packed around us in front of lord t & eloise, followed by a balloon drop at the stroke of midnight and us pretty much wrapped up in each other as the balloons muffled all the noise around us and everyone nearby went nuts. i tried to catch the moment but for some reason i must have been distracted, putting off my aim:
either way, it was magical. after midnight was declared, we danced for another hour and a half and enjoyed the party, including witnessing some couple drama (pete) and getting randomly hit on (me) when abandoned momentarily. we finally made it home and to bed, not waking up til 11 on new year's day. we had a nice quiet day, grabbing lunch with dupont & lori again and running to germantown to say bye to the reverend and mrs. reverend senior. then it was off to the airport. this is never my best time, and i held true to my regular breaking down into a sniffling mess upon being forced to go through security. he had to literally push me over to the start of the line. hate it. another happy pill and blurry trip home later, and i passed out cold only for a twelve-hour work day yesterday and a nine.five-hour work day today. then i went shopping and blew my xmas gift cards, am now doing laundry and enjoying my sage & citrus candle from yankee candle, and listening to the rev's new playlist feature. all-in-all an absolutely perfect, relaxing trip as always with nary a dull moment and zero unhappy ones (disregarding the whole having to leave memphis thing). ready to head back at any time.
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