February 2012
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And now, a wedding update
In the past few weeks I have:
ordered and received my wedding shoes and my after-party shoes.
ordered and received our rings.
settled on ceremony music and notified the guitarist to learn it.
ordered and received our groomsmen ties.
settled on groomsmen tuxes.
bought flip-flops for bridesmaids for reception.
bought MOH sashes.
finalized, received and put together invitations.
created our...
January 2012
8 posts
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Ahloveyoujennay asked me last night at 8:50 if I wanted to watch the State of the Union. Silly Jenni, I was asleep at 8. Like a boss. Or….a teacher.
BLERGH.
Totally not afraid to admit that it pisses me off that pregnant women get so much attention. “You’re glowing, you look so beautiful, there is nothing more beautiful than a pregnant woman…” blah blah blah. I think I look pretty good, thanks. And look, not pregnant.
Is it that men think pregnant women look so beautiful because they’re “glowing” with their...
Oh. My. God.
I am a person who yells and screams and cries when I’m mad.
Never have I been so mad that I just don’t even have words.
But now is one of those times. Holy hell, that woman is crazy. I can’t even…..ugh.
Of all things I have going on right now,
guess which one I don’t actually want to be doing.
Starts with a “w” and rhymes with “breading.”
Just don’t have the motivation to plan right now. Blergh.
December 2011
7 posts
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Today's Checklist.
Manicure? Check.
Pedicure? Check.
Eyebrows plucked? Check.
Brazilian wax? Check.
Already messed up my nail polish? Inevitable.
Feeling so done up it’s ridiculous. And all for Dave and Jess’s wedding, in the hopes of getting laid.
9:45 am ON A SATURDAY
Literally had no idea how to respond when my future father-in-law started a FB chat with me this morning. My initial instinct was to just sign off. Instead we talked awkwardly about next weekend’s wedding. The whole time I sat here by myself saying out loud “THIS IS SO WEIRD THIS IS SO AWKWARD.”
So hey, good morning.
Like a mama bird feeding a baby bird.
Literally laughed out loud at the extended clip from TLC’s Virgin Diaries where the bride’s dad says he’d “like to be a fly on that wall to see how awkward this is going to be for them because they haven’t been intimate at all.” Just based on how you kiss, EVERYONE at that wedding knew it would be a super-schmawkward night of consummation. As her sister said,...
Friday nights.
When you come home, drink too much wine, then try to shave your legs in the shower unsuccessfully.
What, just me?
November 2011
7 posts
217 days, folks.
Well, we are slowly approaching the wedding - about seven months away - and today it REALLY hit me when I made a list that all the stuff I said I could put off…well, I can no longer do that. Cool. Looks like Emily is about to become an even busier bee.
And now I have to watch "Batman Forever."
c-newt:
I repeat, this movie is less ridiculous.
One of those rare occasions when a movie I want to watch RIGHT AT THAT MOMENT is actually on Netflix Instant. Yessssss.
toosiblog: A liberal muslim homosexual ACLU lawyer... →
toosiblog:
A liberal muslim homosexual ACLU lawyer professor and abortion doctor was teaching a class on Karl Marx, known atheist ”Before the class begins, you must get on your knees and worship Marx and accept that he was the most highly-evolved being the world has ever known, even greater than Jesus…
I am quite the chef.
Just made that asparagus pesto pasta salad I posted last weekend and holy bejeezus it is delicious. Not to brag, but I am becoming a master in the kitchen. Just don’t ask me how to cook a hamburger because I have no clue.
I'm sorry, the McRib is disgusting on a number of...
McDonald’s McRib sandwich pork supplier Smithfield Foods faces legal complaint from Humane Society over pig treatment
http://www.nydailynews.com/life-style/health/mcdonald-mcrib-sandwich-pork-supplier-smithfield-foods-faces-legal-complaint-humane-society-pig-treatment-article-1.972107
The McRib Sandwich and a Yoga Mat: What Do They Have In Common?
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Hooray for cooking!
I’m trying out some new vegan recipes courtesy of skinnyveg.tumblr.com and I am SO EXCITED.
Things I’m not excited about though? Paying for all of it. I know, I know, I need olive oil. And I’m almost out. So I have to buy a new bottle. But can’t there be some sort of payment plan? Can’t I just pay for however much I use when I use it? Ten bucks at once adds a lot to...
October 2011
10 posts
Just now realized
that I have done ZERO wedding planning in two and a half months. Whoops. Might need to get back on that.
I don't judge
I don’t judge people on whether or not they get married, or when they do it, or why they do it.
I don’t judge people on whether they have kids, are having kids, will soon have kids or just don’t want kids.
Just like I don’t judge people on their fashion or their career choices. Or, really, any other LIFE choices unless they directly hurt my own.
So don’t judge...
A website for people like me.
animalsbeingdicks.com
SO FUNNY.
God I love Jezebel
Jezebel gave us this gem today in a recap of the Republican debate:
“Here he is. Rock you like a Herman Cain.”
I DIED.
Also, Huntsman wins brownie points from me for telling Cain that his 9-9-9 plan sounds like a pizza deal. THAT’S WHAT I’VE BEEN SAYING ALL ALONG, PEOPLE.
AND they summed up Ron Paul perfectly, saying he “communicates with the air of an...
Don't even ask what I was doing when I found this
but this description of the movie “Heavyweights” makes one of my favorite kid comedies seem like a slasher flick.
“Plump kids are lured into joining a posh fat camp with the promise of quick weight loss and good times, only to find that the facility is a woodland hellhole run by a psycho ex-fitness instructor.”
RUN, FAT BOY, RUN!
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Can't sleep.
Funny how being suddenly blind with rage can take you from droopy-eyed to seething in about 2 seconds.
Not even married yet
and already married life is hard. We’re currently discussing Thanksgiving plans. Ugh.
Just found out
that my step-grandmother died today. It was a long time coming (bone cancer) but it’s still weird. Not weird in that I’m sad. Weird in that I’m not. I’m not sad. I’m not crying. My response to hearing the news was “oh OK.” I didn’t even know the woman, really.
But of course, any sort of death and I think about MD and I just start bawling.
Tonight...
In response to Lloyd's "Dedication to my Ex":
“We apologize if any women got offended. Lloyd was referring to his incredibly complex relationship with his cat ‘Fluffernutter’. He has a deep, abiding love for animals, as evidenced by the titles of the other tracks on his CD, including: 1. I’m Hung Like an Elephant, Bitch 2. I’ll Do It to You Doggy-Style 3. The Donkey Show 4. That Squirrel Ain’t Got Nutz...
Of course I'm sick this one weekend.
The boyfriend comes to visit, and of course I get sick. Still had a great time, but I constantly sneezed and sniffled. Sexy, right?
He was sweet enough to at least pretend it was.
September 2011
11 posts
Welp, that's awkward.
Future brother-in-law and his awful wife are both not Facebook friends with me. They are friends with the other girlfriends, including one who is no longer a GF and has not been for over a year. That’s a bit weird, right? Probably also a bit weird that I am enjoying it.
E'erbody be gettin' married.
Now some of my sister’s friends are engaged. Juniors in college? Srsly?
Just for your own edification...
The song “Big and Chunky” is about a fat-bottomed girl-hippo. I thought everyone should know this, because I obviously did not when I went to listen to it on Spotify.
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RAWWWRRRRR
Some people are pushing me into battle mode. It’s taking every bit of strength I have to NOT make this a thing right now.
“I wasn’t speaking as a doctor. I wasn’t speaking as a scientist. I...”
– - Michele Bachmann, explaining why she is blatantly lying about the Gardasil vaccine. You’re giving medical advice but oh hey, it’s OK because you say you’re not a doctor so who’s going to listen to you? Please continue spreading ignorance.
AAAGH
My kitchen is filled with tofu smoke.
I'm sorry but...
is it completely irrational of me to not want my fiance living with a former girlfriend/f-buddy for a semester hours away from me?
No? That’s what I thought. Kthx.
This is not OK. →
I had two thoughts about this post:
1. Oh my god some people are so stupid.
2. I wonder if Obama’s staff reads this stuff and just gets all sad.
3. I hope his daughters don’t see it.
It's 5 am and
I’m writing a PowerPoint about plate tectonics. This is not OK with my tired eyes.
"It's really hot here and everyone keeps calling...
One of my favorite episodes of “Alias” is the one where Marshall has to save Sydney from dying in a coffin underground. Mainly because I feel like every minute of it the audience must be thinking, “So when is Marshall going to pass out from nerves?”
Also, he has to go to Cuba and doesn’t speak any Spanish. For being a serious spy drama, this is pretty hilarious.
August 2011
9 posts
Song of the Day
“Rain Over Me” by Pitbull featuring Marc Anthony
I’ve had to listen to Miley Cyrus for two days from the teacher across the hall, so now it’s my time to blare what I want. After this, I’m thinking maybe some Streetlight.
Hooray...
First day of school tomorrow! Still no technology of any kind. I’ll just tell my kids that we’re going “back to basics” and that we’re installing a chalkboard this weekend.
Open House Night!
Meeting kids and parents, handing out syllabi, talking about my lofty goals for success…and all I can think about is how much I want to eat some ice cream right now. SO TIRED.
Classroom Update
No phone, but I get a radio. No computer, so I’m borrowing a laptop from the student laptop cart. No projector, so I probably have to revert to caveman drawings. Good news? I got free pizza today.
My classroom looks amazing.
That is, if you consider that it has: no desk, three fewer chairs than needed, no projector, and no safety equipment. But I made pretty posters!
Nothing gets me more worked up
than someone telling me “You’ll want kids when you’re older.” Really? How do you know? Are we the same person? Maybe I will and maybe I won’t but until then - stop talking to me like you know better when it comes to MY life.
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