Monday, June 30, 2008

my head hurts.

last friday i met with a lender from Chase Home Loans. she ran me through the whole mortgage process in just under an hour. when i left her office i was informed, but also confused. i also signed some papers which she swore to me didn't really mean anything other than she'd informed me of basic mortgage information - but i've come to learn that you shouldn't ever trust these people based on what they say. so maybe i signed away my first born. good thing i'm not pregnant.
today i had an appointment with a woman from SunTrust. she was a lot less friendly, but more direct and to the point. she didn't make me sign anything, but i decided going into it if this lady got out a bunch of documents and a pen for me to sign with, i'd tell her no deal. anyway, she didn't and i appreciated that the woman didn't have a sense of humor. i say this because when i get uneasy or i feel uncomfortable in a situation, i usually try to tell jokes (not good ones or funny for that matter) to dissolve the awkwardness. well she didn't laugh. and i appreciated that. in and out in 30 minutes flat. i even had enough time to go to publix. she put a lot of the responsibility on me to read and review. she did not mess around.
R recommended two friends to speak to about this whole disaster waiting to happen. i'll call, but my outlook on this process so far: skeptical.
meh.

my first monday as a 30 year old :)

i haven't had time to blog about my birthday weekend - good times. definitely ate way too much. TOO much. i was at the gym at least 2 hours yesterday and considered going back for more.

earlier in the week, i'd emailed J and told him i wanted to look at houses on Sunday. I'd originally picked 11, but 3 went off the market by Sunday and then i added another, so J and i looked at 9 houses on Sunday. Many of them were deceptively nice - most of them had some great staging, but when you got down to looking through the houses, majority were AWFUL. some were too old, others were in the ghetto, some were basically built on the highway....

there were two that i really liked. well, one more than the other... J says that if you really like something, have your friends and family look through it if possible. i don't have family here (not in the traditional sense anyway), so if you guys will look at these, let me know what you think. i want your honest opinion:

443 S Howard St SE, Atlanta, Georgia 30317
This one is right off the i-20 Glenwood Avenue exit. of the two that i liked, this one was the shadiest area, but there is a lot of construction of new/nicer houses happening on the street. the house is beautiful inside. For details click here (i'll have to get you the details later, i can't find a public listing for it)


867 Brownwood Ave SE, Atlanta, Georgia 30316
this is the one i really liked. its in EAV and is smaller than the one above. the neighborhood is a mix of nice houses like this one and old ugly houses. The area feels a bit more "safe" (i'm not sure why). For details, click here

Friday, June 27, 2008

loved

i take everything back from earlier today.
my work did actually make a big deal out of my birthday - even the new girl. she'd stopped by belly to get cupcakes. my boss went out at lunch to buy me a cake and then after we ate that, we went for mexican. i'm such a whiny brat. thank you so much work family. i truly appreciate it.

today was a stressful day. without going into it, one of my clients is teaching me the value of patience and tact. i complained to my boss about it, but being the great boss that he is, he wants me to handle it. he could step in, but he's not and i appreciate what that says about his faith in me. i'll work it out. you know. it will be on my time and in my way, but one thing my friends know about me is that i always find a way to make things better. with work especially. i'm a fighter.

so worn out and feeling slightly defeated, i roll up to my apartment and find the package my mother said she'd sent for my birthday. my mother is the queen of random, so in it there are running socks (how'd she know i needed those. seriously? i was just saying the other day the washer must have eaten them), a shirt from old navy, a couple of oatmeal cookies (one with happy 30th birthday written in candy letters), a miniature shoe for my collection, some pictures C drew me with narration by my sister, J, a BIG, musical Peanuts card that plays the Peanuts theme, and some money...

but there was only one thing that made me cry like a baby...my mom and dad aren't writers. usually they send a card and it's got "love, mom and dad" in it. this one was no different from the ones in the past except that my mom color photocopied two 3x5 photos they took of me when i was either 2 or 3. there was nothing on them, just the two color copies on a lime green piece of paper, but just the fact she thought to put those pictures in there meant so much. i totally lost it. actually losing it right now. i'm not sure why. maybe seeing baby pictures of yourself from when you were very little on the eve you turn 30 makes you emotional. its a lot - thinking back on all the moments and memories from that time up until now. its almost overwhelming - the moments in between. and with any luck, 30 isn't the halfway point...so many more memories to create. its a lot.

anyway, sorry guys, i'm feeling emotional. damn this PMS! but i do thank you guys for making me feel special and loved. you guys are more than i could have ever dreamed.

i love you.

OMFG HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Bravo has confirmed the names of the housewives set to whore themselves and their kids out in the name of reality TV. "The Real Housewives of Atlanta" is currently in production and Bravo will air a preview of this shit on July 30th. E! has a rundown of the crazies we will soon be laughing at:

Deshawn Snow: nonprofit founder, wife of Cleveland Cavaliers baller Eric Snow
Kim Zolciack: single mom, aspiring country-music singer
Lisa Wu Hartwell: real estate firm owner, jewelry and baby-clothing designer, model, actress, writer...and wife of Oakland Raiders linebacker Ed Hartwell
NeNe Leakes: nonprofit founder, wife of real estate investor, two sons
Sheree Whitfield: single mother of three, clothing-line owner

YES! Cat fights + Southern accents = Comedy gold!

Bravo, keep bringing the plastic trash. I can't wait for the next 20 spin-offs from this series. "The Real Housewives of Palm Beach," followed by "The Real Housewives of Baghdad," followed by "The Real Housewives of My Asshole."

And NeNe Leakes is already my favorite based on her name alone. Total pornstar name.

happy birthday to me?

even though i was fired from my last job, i was there 2.5+ years, so i hold on to the fond memories rather than the bad ones. i really liked that my old job made a big deal out of birthdays. you at least got a yummy publix cake (maybe not your own, since the agency was biggish and lots of birthdays were around the same day/month), but your team always did something nice for you. balloons, a card, something!

this year i work for a considerably smaller company. there are 4 of us in one room, the other two are just a few feet away and one is in oregon. my birthday is on saturday. i thought maybe a card or something. but nothing. J called this a sixteen candles moment. it so is.

anyway! enough of that. so let's see....

we share an office with another company and they are moving to a new space in candler park, so we had a "breaking up is hard to do" happy hour. they even made us CDs (mainly songs we shared memories on...some karate kid jams, some funny marketing jams, some slow jams). so i drank at least 3 beers and was wasted. dude i don't drink anymore. i can't handle more than UN beer.

the HH interrupted my online soccer viewing - though i was in front of a computer long enough to watch Spain kick Russia's ASS. AZUCAR! R and i had a bet going on. loser pays for egging and TPing supplies and has to drive the getaway car. I WON! so now its germany and spain in the final.

so after picking up my ring and showing it to C and L, who happened to be working at Kenneth Cole that night, I went home and passed out, so i couldn't tell you who got kicked off SYTYCD last night. i had to ask J this morning. she says Chris and Chelsea. I could have guessed Chris, but not Chelsea. What a surprise. Now Comfort and Thayne have to partner and that is going to be WEIRD. not sure they won't be doing solos next week!

okay back to work.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

it's here!


i am going to go pick it up today! the picture doesn't do it justice at all. in fact i think i saw my ring on the website before i went into the store and didn't think it was for me. but its so beautiful and i am so excited its here for my birthday!
photo courtesy of David Yurman

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

here we go!!!

kherington + twitch: i'm not sold on napoleon and tabitha's style of hip hop, its a little too "save the last dance" for me and i hated that movie. the mega-smile is back on kherington and if it was out of place last time, it was this time too. i like my hip hop less "cute". i think they were off all routine. the music and the steps just didn't match up for me. i did not like that at all.

...and i want to kill mary.

courtney + gev: omg this dress courtney is wearing fits her similar to how boob girl's at rising roll did! hahaha. believe it or not, the dance could have been a bit hotter, but they did well.

comfort + chris: i don't even know what to say. this is the first time (and hopefully only time) i'll see african jazz danced to marilyn manson. i think the judges were unnecessarily hard on the routine. i think the concept was strange and it really wasn't their fault that it wasn't more animalistic and aggressive. they were dancing jazz for christ's sake. jazz isn't supposed to be animalistic and aggressive. blame marilyn manson for that mess, not comfort or chris.

oh and by the way, i'm totally going to watch space chimps! YEE HAW

jessica + will: jessica's execution just wasn't there for me. i don't think she's using the fact that will is such a brilliant dancer to her advantage. that dance was a hot disco MESS

kourtni + matt: oh my god i loved the concept and choreography for this one! looooooooooooooooooved it. looooooooooooooooooove them. kourtni + matt for president! woot woot.

chelsea + thayne: loved the music selection on this one. you can't go wrong with phil collins. it was awkward. quickstep is a hard style. you don't have to be a dancer to know that. just watch them. for not knowing it prior, they did well, but i do think thayne did a lot better than chelsea.

chelsie + mark: god here we go again with the cutesy hip hop. i hate that the choregraphers choreograph to the words in the music. cheese. nacho cheese. feta cheese. mac and cheese. cheddar cheese. that wasn't hip hop. it was bizarre. were they dancing or were they acting? it just came on too strong and too fake. i have no idea what these judges are talking about. it sucked.

katee + joshua: these guys KILLED it. i love these guys. i'm so happy they are doing so well!

okay off to the gym.
night night.

boobs.

B, A and I just went to Rising Roll for lunch. B gets really excited on Wednesdays - double punch day! once he eats 16 meals (or 8 on double punch days), he'll get a free sandwich. we pointed out to him this was kind of a lot and he conceded that collecting punches was probably more trouble than its worth. win some, lose some.

so there were some interesting people there...i only ate half my sandwich and needed a carryout container. i went up to the register and a woman was already up there waiting for her catering order. when she turned around to face me, i may have jumped. woman had a full-on bushy mustache. wow. however, i think the person who got the most attention was the attractive youngish girl who's boobs were hanging out the sides of her dress. she wasn't wearing a bra and you could see her nipple. i almost went up to her to say something, but i figured she had to know what she was doing.

i don't know if i'm jealous of those that can go braless and do or if i find the whole braless thing gross. all i know is that i don't go out of the house without a bra on and it wasn't up until recent years that i started sleeping without a bra on. my boobs are just too big and i am in no way bragging. i'd give them to you if they were detachable. if i could go without a bra i would. maybe. definitely not with that dress this girl was wearing though. ew.

so i had planned on going to walmart for lunch to pick up new earphones because my nice ass Phillips/Nike ones died. they aren't even a year old. i went to target earlier and tried to return them, though being an electronic and having no receipt, i was met with "call the consumer line"
so i did and 10 people later (no joke), i finally got someone to send me a new pair. i probably still have to get a pair to tide me over because i hate working out without music, but at least i know nicer new ones are on the way.

birthday tea party

i'd like all the attendees of my birthday tea party to take fashion tips from these guys:



i'm being serious.

so many thoughts, so little time

i've come to the conclusion that work interferes with blogging. i could seriously write all day long and not get bored. well, i think i might not have anything more interesting to write on than what i saw on tv, but i probably would still write about it.

i didn't end up going to the baseball. no nacho cheese for me. i did hear that the all-you-can-eat seats at turner field are approx. $35. Thats not bad! maybe when its not hotter than africa outside...

....so i went home last night and looked through my client gateway (basically database feed of listings in my price range and spec. preferences) JS set up for me. i am becoming disenchanted with this home buying thing by the second....

i want to live in a single family home in-town and it must have at least 2 bedrooms/2 bathrooms and a tub (yes, a tub, this might seem weird, but it's a deal breaker. i don't care how nice the stand up shower is, i'm a sitter. i need to sit, whether i'm taking a shower or taking a bath and typically i take both in the same session) and it can't be over $250k. this means my only options are the kirkwood, grant park, decatur, east lake, oakhurst, and ormewood parts of town. these areas are a mix of really nice homes and ghetto chicken shacks (i don't know why i just said that, it made sense when i thought of it. i'm keeping it) - you can be on one street and think "oh these houses are SO CUTE" and then make a turn off the street and think "what the eff am i going to do if someone starts shooting?!"its very possible in some of these areas.

i never dreamed that $250k was "cheap". i have to assume it is given the caliber of home listing being sent to me. i don't mind an older home, in fact, i think older homes have some charm, but i need a decent kitchen with good appliances and most of these houses have OLD appliances. i also need a master bathroom with a tub/shower combo and it needs to be in the master bedroom. is this too much to ask? i sent JS 11 homes i want to see on Sunday. i'm trying to keep an open mind, but its getting increasingly harder.

this is compounded by the fact that just beyond my max (and i mean JUST beyond...$255k, $260k, $265k), the houses start getting that much nicer. then you start thinking, "oh what's $15k more?", but i'm convinced this is part of the reason the housing slump started. people think $15k is not a big deal, but it is. and once you convince yourself its not a big deal, you take on the bigger loan and it becomes too much to handle and then you foreclose. foreclosing, like divorce and bankruptcy, is never an option. (knock on wood). it just isn't.

so i'm sticking to my $250k max and hoping i'll find something nice before the end of the year.

so its my last wednesday as a 29 year old. you know what tonight is don't you? SYTCD!

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

blog blog blog

i mentioned earlier that i received lou malnati's from NC for my birthday and that she'd sent me a slice of heaven. she actually sent me MANY slices of heaven, as i received 2 pizzas not one. i'm not sure if these are personal size, but i'm going to pretend like they are because even if they aren't, i'd eat one by myself.

so i took them home (they were packed in dry ice) and was excited to make one for lunch. alas... forced will power, you have to defrost for 24 hours before throwing them in the oven. blast! so there is one sitting in my fridge, ready to be cooked and consumed. oh it's going to be sweet!

i should be gyming today in preparation for the malnati-thon, but i will be attending the baseball (i love how C says this, so i've stolen it from her, similar to all the K-isms that i've stolen from my favorite Burlingtoner, K). there will allegedly be free food and drink at the baseball, how can you pass on that? actually, i thought about it. it's hotter than hell outside.

c wants me to blog lots today because she has nothing to do or doesn't want to do anything, i can't remember... but i'm no good under pressure....

te amo, mi amiga china

N sent me a text message on sunday asking me for my work address. i figured she was going to send a birthday card or something, but i had no idea she was going to mail me a a slice of heaven. literally.

i've you've ever been to chicago, you must know lou malnati's pizza. and if you've been and have never heard of it, you clearly don't have as a good a friend as NC!

lou malnati's pizza is hands down the best pizza i've ever had in my ENTIRE LIFE and NC has just gifted me one.

thank you so much, NC. i'm so happy i could cry!
x

my last tuesday as a 29 year old

hahahahaha...i just like to mess with y'all (btw - when did i start using y'all? i've changed.)

i spoke to my land lady yesterday when i came home and she has decided to be exceptionally cool and cooperative throughout the home buying process.

so get this - as long as i give her as much notice as i possibly can (she didn't even designate a time period), she's cool. i will not have broken any leases, i don't owe her any extra money....this is good news...y'all!

:)

Monday, June 23, 2008

i feel like i've been working all day

maybe because i have been. i have been working since 2am. i left work at 2pm but didn't really nap until oprah came on. she had jim carrey (who i don't find funny AT ALL), carol burnette and steve carrell (my baby daddy) on. i really hate it when oprah tries to keep up with her guests. she tried to be as funny and humor is clearly not one of her strengths. she pulled a tyra and i hate tyra. speaking of.... i agree with all my gossip blogs....especially michael k....you know tyra will be talking about her emmy win friday night until she dies. super.

so i'd like to thank you guys for the comments. i'm sorry i wasn't able to chat more today. you wouldn't have wanted to chat with me even if i was around. so cranky pants. sleep deprivation!

ugh. i have to go to the gym. i don't want to go to the gym, but i have to. i'll admit it. i went for a late night/early morning QT run. i had to! i was starving and had no caffeine in the house. and then you're there and you have to get a hot dog. and then you see the cheese machine. don't look at me like that! i know! i totally blew my diet. i had been so good. i have no will power!

but now the bachelorette is on and i have to watch that, so i probably won't make it to the gym until 10p. It's a good thing the Atlantic Station gym is open until midnight. i only watch the bachelor/bachelorette for it's awkward entertainment value - i promise. i don't have to watch it, but when its on, its like a bad car accident on the highway, you have to stop and look. i also have a girl crush on Deanna. i imagine she'd be a really cool friend. she's not one of those stupid bitches that have been on the bachelorette or the bachelor before.

so i forgot to tell y'all my mini drama from the other day. i got home from C & R's backyard bonanza early morning Sunday because i was having "stomach" issues. ok, so i overindulged in C's artichoke dip. its just soo good. REAL good. yum. anyway, i roll up to my house, get out of the car, get out my keys to open the door (keep in mind its like 2am) and as i'm opening my door, one of the losers from my building comes up behind me and is like "X, i need to talk to you".

i about jumped out of my skin. Nick (yeah, he gets a full name call-out for being a CREEP) is my landlord's nephew. used to live in one of the apartments, but now lives with her. total loser. in fact, S used to drink with him and i he know smokes pot all the time. he is in his early 20s. so he comes up behind me and i about jump out of my skin.

"about that email you sent my boss..." so apparently Nick works at Diesel. i'm pretty sure it's not because he's an exceptional waiter or bar-back. it's probably the only job he could get. he has no car (he wrecked it) and since Diesel is next door.....

but i digress...

he starts semi yelling at me. he's like "X, you live in the highlands. you can't complain about the noise*! why did you write him that?!" and all the while he's swaying, hiccuping in my face, just getting closer than i want him to be to me and my door. it was kinda scary. *to see email exchange see previous post

so after a few seconds of him doing this i decide enough.

so i start yelling something like "that email was written to the owner, not to you, which means any issue i may or may not have is between me and the owner. i'm not going to stand here explaining anything to you and if you get in my face again in this creepy ass way, i'll call the police. don't ever come up behind me like this EVER again. sober up."

shut the door in his face. jerk.

tampons

Q: If a dude that hasn't had a female roommate in years (probably 6 or more) has a box of tampons handy in his bathroom, is that weird?

A: ?

the hunt begins!

i've officially started the house hunting process.
(watch now i get fired for aforementioned error at work. :-/)
i met with a realtor yesterday and we went to see a house i'd told him i liked. the house itself was really cute. the area? not cute. kinda ghetto. so a no go.
found out my realtor has a show on HGTV. i was supposed to watch it but forgot.

My First Place
PHOTO

Sundays 10:30/9:30c

My First Place follows the journey of real-life first-time buyers through the trials of finding and financing their first place. Every episode offers useful nuggets for viewers who want the latest info on securing financing in a down market, plus proven know-how straight from real estate professionals!

See a set of first-timers and their realtor along the stress-filled journey, including the exciting search for the perfect home, learning the pitfalls of financing, the best bidding strategies and how to survive the home inspection. Their journey ends in the emotional culmination of homeownership — or sometimes not. Inevitably there's a compromise to reach closing on a new home for the first time.

Jill Cordes was host of episodes 101 to 513.

Want more real estate? We've got it all covered, from house hunting to closing the sale, and moving in to moving out. Visit HGTV's real estate page.>>





immediately nixed this idea. camera adds 20 lbs right? like i need that.

my last monday as a 29 year old.

HAHAHA i know i'm being dramatic. this week has not started off well AT ALL.
and its only 5:30am Monday.
super.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

not so innocent

i made a promise to myself never to reveal names on this blog, primarily because no one who reads this agreed to actually be in it. so i use first name initials. if you don't know me, this works out perfectly and if you do, then (hopefully) you'll chuckle at how i represent you to everyone on the internet.

but there are a few people that i will call out - first and last, completely spelled out. even your middle if i know it. what would make me do this? you. calling me past midnight. i have a rule. and in case you want to pretend like you've never heard it, i'm going to tell you again.

DO NOT call me past midnight ANY night unless you are DYING. NOTHING you have to say past midnight can't wait until a normal hour when I'm not asleep. Calling me past midnight is DISRESPECTFUL. You must not think much of me if you are calling me past midnight because really, the only thing you have to say or ask is for me to come over and fuck you. and guess what? I AM NOT THAT TYPE OF GIRL. fortunately, the people that call me past midnight on a routine basis would NEVER call me in an emergency, so i don't really need the disclaimer. its pretty easy to identify who has an emergency and who doesn't when a call comes in past midnight.

I'm talking to you, Chad Alan Norris originally from Fairfax, Virginia with an older brother named Chris and a younger sister named Courtney. I DO NOT WANT TO TALK TO YOU PAST MIDNIGHT. I don't want to talk to you any night. I have nothing to say to you. You are 33 years old. Time to cut this shit out. Seriously. GROW THE FUCK UP!

My rule applies to any form of communication, including instant message. This morning at 2am, I got an IM from some dude named Kevin that I'd met online probably around a year ago. Obviously nothing came of it, but this morning I get a "hey, didn't you IM me on my birthday?". First, you can't ask that question at an hour when i might be up? Second, if you need me to clarify whether or not I had a conversation with you, what makes you think I'm going to want to talk to you? You just called me unmemorable.

What the FUCK is wrong with you guys?

Friday, June 20, 2008

a girl can dream

"Sex and the City" Dior platform

Christian Dior "Extreme Dior" platform sandal in black leather $770

how hot are these shoes?! i want them! ***photo and pricing for this shoe and all the shoe hotness you can handle courtesy of michelle seller's blog***

marky mark's greatest

i got back from the gym about an hour ago. it was struggle city just getting my ass there. i got home around 5 and took a nap, but when i got up about an 1.5 hr later, i had some serious cramps. Serious. i got online for a minute or two to chat with my sister and enlighten her of the existence of this blog - she made fun of me for spending $500 at BCBG. actual response:

bball4ever1021 (7:44:45 PM): $500 at BCBG!
bball4ever1021 (7:44:47 PM): holy shit
bball4ever1021 (7:45:24 PM): and people say my puppies are expensive:-P haha

WELL! her dogs are her kids. my clothes are my kids...yeah that works. anyway, i don't do it all the time...mmmkay!
i ran for a whole 15 minutes on the treadmill. this might not mean anything to you, but it means a lot to me. i quit running a long time ago. probably after my last half marathon. i just didn't want to do it anymore, but running also happens to be the most effective (for me) in the battle against the fat. so moving beyond 10 minutes into 15 is exciting! afterwards i did the bike for awhile and then i sat in the sauna for awhile. realizing i was hungry, i left. my body has really been craving protein (what? the beans and tofu don't cut it? duh.) so i bought some pieces of small sirloin i could broil and loaded up on fruit. i made myself a nice cucumber/tomato salmonella salad (the fact that the government hasn't found the source of the tomato salmonella...anyone else worried about that?..meh...i like to live on the edge), broiled my sirloin and thought i was going to have a strawberry/tangerine smoothie, but guess what?
MY NEW FUCKING BLENDER DOESN'T WORK!
so pissed. i mean who takes a blender out of the box and think it may not work? of course i chopped up my strawberries, my tangerines, loaded in my ice and my crystal light pink lemonade and hit go.
nothing. the blades didn't even move.
PISSED. not only because i was looking forward to my smoothie, but because i need it for C & R's backyard bonanza tomorrow. now i have to go to target (perhaps sans receipt because you know i don't keep that shit) and swap it out.
GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH.
i caught the final minutes of marky mark in planet of the apes. i don't know how he got through any of it without laughing. seriously! have you watched this movie? nevermind, i take that back. i don't want to know you watched this movie. i often wonder what goes through the minds of writers, directors, actors, etc. when they make these films. i know you gotta get that cash - but why would you make a movie like that? awful. AWFUL.


S

i opened up my gmail this morning and there was an email from S sitting in it.
unwanted emails from exes are like drive-bys. necessary? no. wanted? no. creepy? yes.
it wasn't specifically to me (that i know of) and it didn't have anything particularly interesting or funny to say and even if it did it was from S, and as I have chronicled in the past, he's my relationship anti-Christ - the one person that teaches you all the evils of relationships in such a heartbreaking way it makes you never want to be in one ever again. yes, he did that to me.
this particular one was a picture of some ambulance hitting a telephone pole. ok. soo....what?

old me would have probably tried to decipher some sort of meaning out of his email and why it was sent to me. new me doesn't give a shit and just thinks its a annoying.

if you have something to say, say it. and just to me. otherwise, keep the "funny" shit to yourself.

late start

to my 2 fans, sorry - i had an unexpected meeting this morning so right as i turned on my computer, i had to step away.

actually, i knew there was going to be a meeting, but my boss told me it would be at 2p, not 10a. woops. i wore my new expensive ass BCBG outfit to it. you know, i don't know why i buy anything at BCBG. i used to work there - i know the mark up. its not worth it. but damnit, sometimes you just can't help it. so i went in thinking i was going to buy a cute dress - something i could wear to a meeting and on the weekends, and i left $500 later with a pair of pants, a short sleeve cardigan and the dress. i have a little bit of buyers remorse.... and it has a lot to do with the fact as i'm rolling up to work in my hot ass expensive outfit, the strap breaks to the dress! GUH

meh.

i also didn't work out last night like i intended and i really should have because yesterday was CHEAT day.

meh.

so last night's SYTYCD elimination - you know i was not feeling the chola, so i was not surprised or saddened with her departure....but i was surprised they let go of marquis. his solo was amazing. the judges said their were too many tricks - but i liked it. i think it should have been comfort's partner chris. he just didn't dance as passionately in his solo as marquis or thayne. anyway, what do i know? apparently nothing.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

lunch at the wal-mart

knowing i needed a gift to C & R's backyard/deck extravaganza this Saturday, i headed over to wal-mart during lunch to pick up a gift or two. i knew walking into wal-mart my purchase was likely going to be BIG one, so i took a cart - i was thinking pinwheels, plastic sunflowers, gnomes or welcome signs. wal-mart did not disappoint. i headed over to the seasonal merchandise and like a beacon, i saw a HUGE virgin mary yard ornament. i wish i could say i'm joking. but i'm not. it was nearly 4' tall. if it didn't have a $40 price tag, i would have bought it. then there were the garden gnomes, the yellow and black labs with the "welcome" signs hanging out of their mouths, the faux cement little boy and girl playing on the swing, the ugly frogs, the giant teacup pots. if i had the money, i would have bought one of each to make the deck a WONDERLAND.
can you imagine? who puts this shit in their yard?!
i ended up getting what they asked for - with a lola twist. so don't worry, C - we can still be friends - until i find something cooler at HOME DEPOT!

if you wear these, i will laugh at you

so i logged into facebook to make my next scrabulous move against J and there was a sponsored listing for "The Kate Spade jelly" on my homepage. I'm not sure what targeting mess sent a Kate Spade jelly ad to me, but time to refine it!

please take note: I WILL LAUGH AT YOU IF YOU WEAR JELLY SHOES. I DIDN'T EVEN LIKE THEM BACK WHEN THEY WERE POPULAR POOL-SIDE IN THE 80S. EVERY TIME I SEE A PAIR ON A GROWN-ASS WOMAN, IT MAKES ME WANT TO KILL A HO.

i was recently in BCBG picking up a dress or a pair of shoes or something and the dude helping me excitedly asked me "did you see our new jelly's?! they just came in!!". i ignored the comment because i'm starting to learn better to say nothing than to be a bitch. so he kept at it with the colors and finally i was like. "thanks but you'd have to pay me to wear jelly shoes. no one except little girls under the age of 10 should wear those. they are hideous". yes i said that. are you surprised? no. and i believe it. he laughed and was like "you know, you're right".

of course i'm right! thankfully, my friends are like-minded and would NEVER wear jelly shoes. (this is for those of you that at least considered it). don't.

VIVA LA VIDA

i told R the other day that the latest coldplay album was just "okay", not "their best".
i take it back. i am really feeling it. its a good one to listen to on this gorgeous day!

curmudgeon

i just used "curmudgeon" in a sentence! sweet! it's been one of my favorite words (thanks to W (not the prez)) for the longest time. not because i use it often, but because it such a cool word.
so the reason i used it in a sentence is because i just went to silver skillet (pause for effect)...yeah. the old lady waitresses in there - curmudgeon.

my office is on the other end of the building the silver skillet is in. even with it so close, i don't really frequent it. not my kind of place. i'm not a big fan of diners. they always seem dirty to me. i mean they call them greasy spoons for a reason. i also tend to feel bad - as in "did i just gain 5 lbs?" bad - just walking in one. maybe its all that grease.

i also think southern diners are worse than anywhere else. biscuits and gravy and grits are a southern diner staple. let's not forget southern BBQ joints. S used to work at Dusty's on Briarcliff. I used to take him to and from work all the time and he'd often invite me to eat - probably because he felt bad for USING ME FOR ALL THOSE RIDES. anyway. the food at dusty's is really bad. S really liked it. but its desert dry. i like my BBQ saucier. even if i could get over the cafeteria food, the place had such bad lighting and all the waitstaff (except my illustrious ex who likely was in shape due to all the fucking of other women he did) looked like they were breathing heavy walking up and down the table rows. gross.

but this morning i was STARVING and since L told me i was killing my metabolism by holding off until lunch to eat, i've really been making an effort to eat something (piece of fruit or yogurt) before i eat lunch. however, the more i work out, the hungrier i get - so a piece of fruit and yogurt no longer cuts it. yesterday i had a bowl of the tofu chili i made the previous night for breakast.

i tried to stop myself from going the breakfast sandwich route, but i couldn't help it. i just ate one and i'm STILL hungry :( why why WHYYYY?

i should really go to bed

but i had to share my second favorite! part of it is the song, part of it is the joy you feel when you watch them. the dancing starts at 1:36 in case you want to skip over the practice "reel":

i think this is one of my favorite dance moments ever. i want to keep it on my computer for ever and ever. i cry every single time.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

SYTYCD

i am completely addicted to so you think you can dance.

i'm talking this is the highlight of my week. sad. meh. i love anything dance related and BONUS! this show is one of my top resources for new music.

so i'm currently watching and the judges are really tough this year. i think nigel just called kourtni lind fat! whaaaaaaaaaat?

chelsea + thayne: i didn't start writing this until after they performed and i'm trying to remember what they did and i can't. unmemorable.

chelsie + mark: could do without her, LOVE him. i want to go to argentina now!

jessica + will: again, could do without her, LOVE him.

kourtni + matt: i loved the wardrobe and the music on this one. very great gatsby.

courtney + gev: i don't think their contemporary was as good as it could have been.

p.s. i'm starting to see why people hate mary murphy. i don't doubt her technical expertise, but she is so annoying and LOUD! does she need to be so loud?

katee + joshua: two things - i have never been a fan of broadway. too cheesy, too stupid, too contrived, but the choreography on this one was off the charts. second, i wasn't sold on katee during the auditions. i really didn't like her 'tude, but this dance and last week's - AMAZING!

susie + marquis: okay, i haven't even seen them perform yet (we're at commercial break) and i already hate it. i am latino racist! i blame mango. susie is everything i hate about latino women - the fake ass blonde hair, SO CHOLA! GUH!
*okay, i feel bad because she cried in the "getting to know you" portion. eh*
alright, they just finished. i think the choreographer gave them some really hard moves. he also gave them probably some of the hardest music to dance to -hector lavoe's "aguanile" IS salsa. the whole routine was a MESS. the turns, the kicks, the lifts.
this salsa could have been HOT, not even mild. not even close.

kherington + twitch: i totally get what mia was saying. i don't think you have to smile through EVERYTHING. it does come across as fake. thats one of the things that i dislike about kherington. she is beautiful and doesn't need a plastic smile to solidify that. the ultra smile takes away from the genuineness (probably not even a word) of the expression. so kudos to mia for speaking her mind. their viennesse waltz was lovely...light and airy. twitch did especially well given the viennesse waltz isn't his "thing".

comfort + chris: comfort can DANCE. chris i love his beautiful angel face. i think for the two of them, it was great. what the hell does nigel know about krump?

vote for katee + joshua!

i'm off to the gym (yes i know its 10:00pm). FYI - i just killed the biggest roach this season. and i'm not picking it up so that it's an example to all the other potential roaches - STAY OUT OF MY HOUSE

jackpot

so S and i bought C and R a tree face a long time ago because R said he wanted one. well C thinks they are hideous. i happen to think they are funny as shit. so the other day i get an evite to C & R's deck warming party and i jokingly said i was bringing additional yard ornaments in lieu of the BYOP (bring your own plant). i said something about bringing a pink flamingo. so then C writes me this email about not bringing one or she wasn't going to be my friend anymore. well you know now this means i have to bring the yard art in full force!

JACKPOT!

pot-stirrer

sometimes being opinionated has its advantages. take my recent email to Diesel, my new next door (restaurant) neighbor in the Highlands:

Hi,
I'm one of your new neighbors. I live at XXX North Highland and my bedroom window literally has a good view of the kitchen and the valet stall. I have to say I'm a little disappointed that you didn't consider doing a soft-opening party to meet your neighbors. I came home recently and saw that you began advertising lunch and dinner on your sign– so I am assume you are open to the public. Living next door, I/we are exposed to a lot of noise coming from your restaurant (already) on a nightly basis, well past when some of us go to bed. I think a meet and greet would have been a nice gesture. I also tend to think success and longevity has a lot to do with how you are received in the community. I wasn't someone who loved Dish as some people did – in fact, I tried it several times and thought the food was mediocre, but the staff was what sent me over the edge. Very unfriendly people. The noise level was never an issue – perhaps most people took to the main dining area and not the outdoor. It also wasn't a rowdy sort of place. All that being said, I was not surprised at all when it closed down.
I do wish you all the best and will likely come down for a drink.
Welcome to the neighborhood,
XXXXXXXX (we don't use real names here, you know that!)

I got this in response:

Hi XXXXXXXX,
First off I would like to say that I am very sorry for the noise coming from the restaurant. I will address my GM and the staff tonight about this.
I would also like to apologize for your not receiving an invitation to our "soft" open this past Saturday. We took a far more passive approach to the soft open and we personally gave out invitations the Saturday of Summer-fest along with free fried green tomato burgers. All of the invites where gone within 4 hours, which was quite unexpected. So again I am sorry for not extending the invite your way.
On a brighter note, thank you for the warm welcome to the neighborhood. I hope we are here for many years. I can assure you our staff has much experience and is not at all "stuffy" or untrained.
I assume in finding this email address you have been to our website (www.dieselatlanta.com) which has a copy of our menu. If you like what you see, I invite you to come and try your first meal on us. Just ask for myself (Justin Haynie) or my GM Michael Gardner and we would be glad to comp your food.
thanks again,
Justin Haynie
Diesel

Thank you for humoring my outspokenness, Justin. I think I will try you out and it has nothing to do with being free ;)...okay maybe a little.
I found this article in MSN Lifestyle and it gave me lots to think about (something tells me TB would be totally down with the Polyamorous sound):

The State of our Unions

By Mackenzie Brown

Marriage may be a centuries-old institution, but couples today are making it their own, reshaping it according to their individual personalities and their shared beliefs.

They are choosing when they marry, whether they get hitched in their teens or wait until their 40s. They are rethinking how they marry, with some looking to their faith to strengthen their bond and others challenging the basic principles of marriage (monogamy, anyone?). And they are standing up for whom they marry, inviting us all to examine our ideas of what marriage really means.

Take a peek into the lives of these nine couples that have vowed to love, honor, and cherish — and created their own visions of the ultimate commitment.

COVENANT MARRIAGE
JENNIFER AND JASON BARTON, BOTH 33
SPRING HILL, TN


When they wed eight years ago, Jennifer and Jason chose to have a covenant marriage — a special type of marriage that generally requires premarital counseling and makes it much harder to get divorced — as an expression not only of their deep commitment to each other but also of their Christian faith. They were married in Louisiana, one of three states that offer legal covenant marriages; by law they can get a divorce only after receiving counseling and only under very limited conditions, such as adultery or abuse. Today, Jennifer is a stay-at-home mom to their sons, Jake, 4, and Jonah, 2, and Jason is the lead singer of the Christian band 33 Miles.

No turning back
"A lot of people think marriage is something you can take back to Wal-Mart for a refund if it breaks," says Jennifer. "Jason and I believe that God designed marriage as a covenant, a binding promise never to be broken. So choosing a covenant marriage was a way for us to say, 'My commitment to you goes way beyond the traditional marriage vows.' We even had to sign a recitation that said that we agree to live together as husband and wife forever. It solidified our commitment to each other in a very powerful way."

Love insurance
"Plenty of things stress our marriage: the two miscarriages we suffered before Jake was born, raising our boys in the midst of the music industry, figuring out who is going to pay the bills every month — something we both hate doing! But covenant marriage gives us a feeling of certainty that other couples may not have. We know for sure that these tests aren't going to do us in, because divorce just isn't an option for us. So we dig deeper, relying on our faith in God and love for each other, to make things work."

You before me
"Our faith dictates that selfless love is an important part of covenant marriage. The husband should cherish the wife and the wife should cherish the husband. Basically, we just try to think of each other before we think of ourselves. We try to throw the rule book out the window as far as 'roles' go and work together to accomplish our goals. Our motto is Team Barton, and we live it every day."

SECOND MARRIAGE
ILANA MITLITSKI, 34, AND VADIM MITLITSKI, 39
NORTH BERGEN, NJ


Ilana, a biologist, and Vadim, a chemist, each got married for the first time in their 20s. Close friends for years, they attended each other's weddings, just a few months apart. Later, after their first marriages ended, they became a couple. They've now been married three years and have two sons, Benjamin, 2, and Gavin, 5 months.

Starting out
"I met my first husband when I was in college and he was in graduate school," says Ilana. "We should never have gotten married in the first place. Even then, I knew in the back of my mind that it wasn't a good idea. But all my friends back home in Texas were getting married, and I guess I felt pressure to settle down. And then things got too far along, and I was too scared to call it off. I was only 24, and I thought, Well, maybe it will work out. But we just weren't meant to be together. We got divorced three years later."

Starting over
"Vadim and I met at work. We got married around the same time, and then we got divorced around the same time too. So we talked a lot about what we were going through and tried to help each other through it. We just got along so well, and we started spending more and more time together, and then...voilĂ . We married in June 2005. It was so different from the first time. I wasn't nervous at all; I didn't have any doubts. It just felt right. I knew I wanted to be with him, and I felt lucky that he felt the same way."

Second time's a charm
"Everything comes easier with Vadim than it did with my first husband. We come from more similar family backgrounds, which helps. I think he understands me better, and I think he tries harder. But I also appreciate him so much more. I pay more attention to potential problems than I would have in my first marriage — like when we have a stupid argument, I try not to let it develop into a bigger issue than it needs to be. Having been married once before, I want to get it right the second time."

POLYAMOROUS MARRIAGE
CASS KING AND JOHN WOODS, BOTH 36
VANCOUVER, BRITISH COLUMBIA, CANADA


Cass and John, who work as a traveling musical comedy duo, are polyamorists — literally, people who love many people. By mutual agreement, they're both free to have sexual and romantic relationships outside their marriage.

No limits
"When John and I started dating, we never actually committed to monogamy," says Cass. "We always said, 'If you want to go on a date with someone else, just tell me.' And we never committed to monogamy in our marital vows either. We got married five years ago because we love each other and we knew that we wanted to make a lifelong commitment to each other. But being polyamorous means that we can also express the fullness of our love and affection for our friends and lovers without restriction."

What marriage means to us
"There's so much more to marriage than monogamy! There's the decision to live our lives as partners in all of our decisions, big and small. There's the growth from knowing someone for so long and learning to allow for the grumpy times along with the great ones. There's the amazing solidity of knowing that I'd do anything for John's well-being and that he would do the same for me. What do we get out of being married? What does anybody get from a good marriage? Trust. Faith. Partnership. Unconditional love."

Love is all around
"It's funny how it's easily understood that my love for my aunties doesn't diminish my love for my mother, but it's less acceptable to say that my love for my boyfriend doesn't diminish my love for my husband. It's like somehow the sex changes everything, confers an ownership on my love and on my body. I don't believe in that. Polyamory offers us so many opportunities for emotional growth. We live as strong, fulfilled individuals, and we have more to bring to the relationship because of it. Every day we choose to be together."

"AVERAGE" MARRIAGE
KELLY CANO, 32, AND CARLOS CANO, 35
LANCASTER, CA


Kelly and Carlos got married when she was 25 and he was 27 — the average ages of American newlyweds. With their three children — Madilyn, 6, Michael, 4, and Sophia, 11 months — Kelly, a stay-at-home mom, and Carlos, a manufacturing associate for a biotech company, embody what many of us grew up thinking marriage would look like.

Living the dream
"It took me three years of dating to know that I wanted to spend my life with Carlos," says Kelly. "I am spunky, spontaneous, a bookworm, and very sociable. He was quiet, calm, and enjoyed working on his car more than reading a novel. But at the core, I knew we wanted the same things — love, a family, a home. He was kind, caring, and a gentleman, and he loved me and returned my love in a way I had always been looking for. When I finally realized that Carlos was everything I wanted in a husband, I proposed!"

Give a little bit
"When you're married, you have to be a team. Carlos and I each sacrifice a lot for each other. He drives two hours to work every day so I can stay home with the kids, and he gets home really late. We both get exhausted and we miss each other so much. But we both respect what the other person is doing to make a good family life."

Couple time
"When I was in the hospital recovering from my C-section after Sophia was born, we joked that I've got to have a baby every few years so that Carlos and I can have some alone time! Being able to chat while Sophia slept and the nurses brought us food — even if it was pathetic hospital food — was like a second honeymoon!"

LONG-DISTANCE MARRIAGE
KATE KARWELIES, 30, AND MATT KARWELIES, 32
NEW YORK CITY


Kate, an account executive at an insurance company, and Matt, a trader at an investment bank, lived apart for two years while Matt was in graduate school. They reunited last year, and Kate recently gave birth to their first child, Alexandra.

Separate lives
"When Matt got into the MBA program at Emory, I was excited for both of us," Kate recalls. "The plan was that I would stay in New York, keeping my job, and fly down to Atlanta to see him on weekends. We'd been married for just two months before Matt started school, so we hadn't had much opportunity to get used to 'normal' married life. It wasn't until those first few weekends, when we both had plans that kept us in our respective cities, that I realized, 'This sucks!' Going to sleep and waking up alone every day got old fast. We talked on the phone several times a day. But it was hard when one of us needed a hug after a bad day and we couldn't physically be there for each other."

Making it work
"Eventually, I became so much more independent — I went to movies and parties alone. I worked late without even thinking about it and did a lot of volunteering. Matt had plenty of time to study. He even made the dean's list. All the traveling and having a week's worth of catching up to do made our time together take on this honeymoon-ish quality, which was fun."

Reunited and it feels so good

"Matt came home for good just before our two-year anniversary. The hardest part was getting used to being more accountable to someone — like we'd forget to tell each other what time we were coming home. But we communicate so much better overall. When he was in school, we didn't want to waste time disagreeing during our precious weekends together, so we learned how to confront problems directly by saying, 'This is exactly what's bothering me,' and then moving on. Now we're just enjoying each other's company. I don't have to get on a plane to see him!"

CHILD-FREE BY CHOICE
REBECCA STEPHENS, 41, AND JIM STEPHENS, 38
RALEIGH, NC


Rebecca, a pharmaceutical sales representative, and Jim, a psychotherapist, have been married for 12 years and have always known they didn't want children.

Child-free and proud to be
"When someone asks me if I have kids, I often feel almost apologetic when I say no, like I have to provide a 'good enough' reason or they'll take pity on me and assume I can't have children," says Rebecca. "But I just don't have the gene for wanting a child, and I don't think having a child would improve our relationship. I usually tell people that we've chosen to go the dog-and-cat route and leave it at that."

Just the two of us
"Being the only people in this relationship, we are each other's first priority, emotionally and otherwise. We are more communicative and can lavish attention on each other — something we might not be able to do if we were always focused on baths and homework. We also like that we get to live a bit more whimsically without children. We can take bigger career risks — I had my own business for a while and Jim started his own practice two years ago. We travel a lot, and we go out even more than we did when we were single."

Milestones
"We don't need to watch our children grow to measure how far we've come as a couple. On our anniversary, we always think back to what we were doing 'this time last year,' and inevitably there was something we were struggling with, whether it was new jobs, a new move, or something trivial, like when our AC died in August. It helps remind us that we can get through things together and eventually look back and laugh."

SAME-SEX MARRIAGE
GINA AND HEIDI NORTONSMITH, BOTH 43
NORTHAMPTON, MA


Gina, a classroom aide for students with disabilities, and Heidi, executive director of an emergency food pantry, were plaintiffs in the historic lawsuit that led to same-sex marriage becoming legal in Massachusetts. After 14 years together, they were legally married in May 2004 with their sons Avery, now 11, and Quinn, now 8, by their sides.

Why marriage?
"The most important reason we wanted to get married is that we love each other, and we wanted to be responsible for and to each other," says Gina. "No one knows Heidi as I do — what her fears are, her hopes, her dreams. I know what she wants if she is unable to make decisions for herself. I know what she wants for our children. And she knows those things about me. Marriage makes us feel secure in our relationship and ensures that those wishes will be respected. It is a public statement of our love and commitment."

To honor and cherish
"I don't think we ever take our marriage for granted, even on a daily basis," says Heidi. "We know how precious and vulnerable it is, how easy it is to just be complacent." Adds Gina: "Some people think that we were not honoring marriage by pursuing the lawsuit. But the complete opposite is true, because we saw marriage as a way to protect our family and to stand up and have our community recognize us as a serious relationship. It wasn't because we were dishonoring what marriage can be, in its highest form. It was because we wanted to be part of something that we honored very deeply."

MARRIED LATER IN LIFE
MARIE GAFFNEY, 49, AND NICK GAFFNEY, 48
SAN FRANCISCO


Marie and Nick married in their 40s — the first marriage for each. Three-and-a-half years later, Marie is now a stay-at-home mom to their son, Quinlan, 2; Nick is a public relations executive.

Hard habits to break
"Nick and I both lived alone for so long that we've had to learn how to involve each other in our decisions," says Marie. "Last year, Nick decided to move his company from the office he'd set up in our home to another space. He didn't mention it to me until he was ready to move! We had to talk about how this change wasn't just about Nick and his company — it was about the family too. Things have gotten better, but we both will probably continue to work on it for years to come."

Timing is everything
"I've seen so many people jump into marriages, expecting the other person to fulfill whatever void they felt in their lives, only to end up disappointed. But Nick and I realize that no one is perfect and you have to work through challenges together. Marriage is about loving and forgiving. Until you reach a certain maturity, you don't really get that."

MARRIED YOUNG
TERRIE BELL, 31, AND PHILLIP BELL, 33
FLORENCE, SC


Terrie and Phillip were each other's first and only serious relationship — in fact, Phillip was 16-year-old Terrie's very first date, period. They got married when she was 18 and he was 20, and had their son, Dustin, now 11, two years later. Terrie, who works for a major greeting card company, and Phillip, a merchandising trainer for a grocery store chain, also have a daughter, Casey, 6.

Child bride
"Whenever I tell people how old we were when we got married, I can see them doing the math in their heads," says Terrie, "so I automatically add, 'And no, I wasn't pregnant.' We were in love and didn't see a reason not to be together. Looking back, I really was still a child, and so was Phillip."

No regrets
"Back in my 20s, when my single friends would go out and party, I'd think, What have I done? But that was usually when the baby was crying. These days, I'm so grateful that I've never had to ask anyone out at a club — it looks really hard! Our married friends are just now having babies. I'm glad that phase of my life is over!"

Growing up, growing old
"I feel totally blessed that it worked out for us. So many marriages fail, regardless of age. I was lucky enough to find the right person at a young age, but the other part of it is that we have a real partnership. Neither of us brought any baggage from past relationships; we gave ourselves to each other completely. We love to watch our married friends who have all that old baggage — it's kind of like a science experiment. Phillip and I learned about relationships and adult life together. We really grew up together."

reflection

i really hate pictures. i look in the mirror everyday, i already know how bad it looks. but how is it always worse in pictures? double chin(s), cellulite. how did it get this far without me noticing?
...also, the way the body works...so cruel. the more you workout, the more you want to eat. how is that fair? GUH