Saturday, February 27, 2010

Welcome to the 'hood. Now get out.

I have new neighbors.

I haven't technically met them yet, but I'm pretty sure I hate them. This is why:

  • First off, they have two cars. Two large, white cars. This means they will be parking on our tiny patch of asphalt, hogging most of the room so that we and our other neighbor have to constantly play musical chairs to let each other out. Fun.
  • Second, one of their massive cars is a minivan. A minivan! I know I'm prejudice against these things, but really, there is nothing more obnoxious than a childless person driving one.
  • Third, that minivan has a vanity plate that says SQRPNTS. As in SQR PNTS. As in Square Pants. As in fucking Sponge Bob Square Pants.
  • Fourth, they like to play Ke$ha's music really, really loud. This is how I know they don't have children.

Soo, we'll see how this mess goes. The assholes live on the third floor while we're on the first, so the noise level isn't even as bad for us as it is for our poor second-floor neighbor. But I'll be damned if I don't throw a tantrum about it anyway.

Make me feel better: What's the worst neighbor you've ever had?

Monday, February 22, 2010

Things I do not care about

  • Basketball that doesn't involve LeBron James
  • Hipster boys in skinny jeans
  • The New Orleans Saints
  • Gin
  • Farmville
  • Horses
  • Snuggies
  • Kiera Knightly
  • Techno music
  • True Blood
  • Michigan Ave.
  • Anything Sarah Palin says
  • Bacon
  • The South
  • As the World Turns, even though my DVR insists on recording it
  • Fedoras
  • Looking cute when it's cold outside

Sunday, February 14, 2010

It's coming together

I want my apartment to look like an Ikea catalog rather than a sterile hospital room. I am determined to make this happen this year, and so far, it's not sucking.


Project 1: Sew my own Roman shades.

Success! Who would have thought that the first time I ever touched a sewing machine, this magic came out?



Project 2: Get a dining room so we can stop eating on the couch.


Another success! And this one didn't even require me to sew anything... yet.




Project 3 is going to be to sew sage-green Roman shades over the dining room's god-awful mini blinds. I'm not gonna lie, I already attempted this once. But after nearly sewing my finger to a drape and sewing more haphazardly than a blind drunk guy, I gave up.

Not quite sure when I'll work up the courage to try this again, but I think I need a few lessons from Suz first. Apparently, my first sewing attempt was just beginner's luck.

Any bets on the over-under for when I cave and just buy some ready-made drapes?

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

My baby boy

I've been working like a fucking madwoman on the weekdays and freelancing on the weekends, so this dear blog of mine is being neglected more than a ginger stepchild. I do have some things I want to say though. It's just a matter of finding the time to get it out.

Sooo, in the meantime, here are some picture of the newest love of my life, Rocco.










Friday, January 22, 2010

Gimme an "H"...

..."A"...

..."R"...

..."P"...

..."O"...


What does it spell?

EMPLOYMENT.*

I am in love with 2010 already.


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*3-month contract work, 40+ hours a week.

Things to look forward to

  • Babies and bubbles! (Tomorrow)
  • Dinner at Mana. (Soon, because I'm craving it)
  • College Roommate's second baby. (February)
  • Much-needed haircut (Thinking I'll cave before March)
  • Warmer weather. (Uh, May?)
  • Beach vacation with both families and lots of booze. (July)
  • Dave's graduation and our celebratory trip to Paris. (2011...)

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Kind of a big deal

I sent Dave off for his Big Interview this morning and now I think I know what it feels like to be a mom sending her baby off to his first day of school.


"Play well with others."

"Just do your best."

"You're the prettiest. Don't forget that."

"Try not to say the f-word."

"I'm so proud of you."


This Big Interview, by the way, is for an internship at a consulting firm -- it's 4 hours long and includes an important written test. If it were me, I'd be popping Propranolol like nobody's business, but I digress.

Anyway, lots of nerves in the apartment this morning. But he's well-prepared, he looks professional and he doesn't talk like a robot like those other science kids.

If he gets it, he'll take a brief leave from school to work on a 2- to 12-week project with the firm, hopefully in Chicago. If he doesn't get it, he still has other options for internships and various programs. Though, I will probably have to beat him.

Yep, that's me. The epitome of nurturing support.


(Seriously, GO DAVE!!)

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