Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
A Juicy Couture track suit? Really?
(this picture taken by my friend after a night at The Gold last fall. I'm making leaf angels- sort of.)
Sunday, October 26, 2008
On Etsy here $58
On Ebay here $59.99
On Ebay here
Found on Etsy here $24
Friday, October 24, 2008
What makes things even worse is that jellyfish have more backbone than I do. When most women could simply say, "please leave me alone," I simply smile and clench my jaw with impatience. If someone doesn't take the time to note the engagement ring on my finger I may nonchalantly scratch my forehead with my left hand to get the point across. This usually does the trick.
When it doesn't, I am forced to use a more obvious approach... (a skill that I happen to master)
Image from here
Guys don't like it when girls pick their noses. Ever. Even my little Nick-Knack grimaces and shoos me away when I pick a big one then proudly move my finger in his direction (it's a bad habit I picked up after 'Drop Dead Fred' and haven't been able to shake. The best time was when he caught me goin' to town in public then leaned over and whispered, "What the hell are you doing? We're in a buffet line for Christ's sake!").
Not that long ago I had a problem with a guy that worked in my building following me onto the MAX after work and pestering me (there is a fine line between being friendly and being...slimy). I tried scratching my forehead a couple times to no avail. A few times I got to the MAX, saw him waiting, then decided I would rather hoof it the twenty-something blocks home in 3" heels than endure the harassment. Finally, one day I was left with no other option than to show him I meant business. I brought my ring finger to my face while he was telling me about his daily workout routine, smiled sweetly, then proceeded to work it up my nose while he spoke.
I don't know if it was that he finally noticed the disco ball sparkling on my ring finger, or the fact that I had a whole knuckle jammed up my nostril, but he quickly furrowed his brows, grew silent mid-sentence, then politely excused himself from my company. He hasn't bothered me since.
Works. Every. Time.
Not the best solution, but a lifesaver for a girl who can't just simply say, "beat it".
Creepy guy with monthly pass to 24hr fitness: 0
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
I live off this stuff. Nutty, rich, and most important- caffeinated. They claim it "creates the energy (of coffee) without jitteriness or addictive tendencies". I agree. When I need a good pick-me-up sans the sometimes awkward side-effects of a nonfat latte *cough*, I whip up a cup of MatéVana and am good to go. (Plus, for the price of two large lattes you can get enough mate to make 20-30 cups.)
For those brides with weddings quickly approaching, I definitely recommend sipping some of this instead of coffee on the morning of your big day. I know I will.
Can be purchased at: Teavana.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
The rules are as follows...
Pass it on to six other bloggers, and tell them to open the nearest book to page 56. Write out the fifth sentence on that page as well as the following few sentences.
Right now I'm reading Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami (per request of Nick-Knack. It's one of his favorites... and I am rather enjoying it myself). To be honest, I don't feel comfortable writing what's on the fifth line and the following sentences after it on here. I wouldn't want to cheapen this lovely blog with words like "balls" or "butt". :/
Damn. Oh well.
Kreativ Blogger Award:
The rules are to list 6 things you value and 6 things you don't and then pass this award on to 6 people!
I value (in no particular order):
1. Saturday date-days with Nick-Knack
2. Living in the beautiful NW (specifically, Portland)
3. My supportive family
4. All books. Even ridiculous ones (*cough*cough* Ms. Rand I want my money back!)
5. A sense of humor
6. My ability to not sweat the small things (this proves especially handy when it comes to wedding planning)
I don't value:
(one of the many reasons why the city of Portland is safer without me behind the wheel of a vehicle. Car-free is the way to be)
I tag.... ?
Monday, October 20, 2008
I was lucky enough to catch this on their blog today. Get one while you can!
P.S. Sorry, but I snatched up the last size small.
P.S.S. I am so jealous of Myra right now...
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
225 days to go!
All dresses come in an array of colors and are made of eco-friendly materials. From Whiteapricot.
I think Rainer in the white hemp satin would make the most amazing wedding dress. I'm tempted!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
I need to cover all my bases here!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
My mom keeps hinting at the idea of the fiance and I producing a grandchild for her once we are married. Yikes. I don't know, I like kids and all, I just can't shake the feeling that I still am a kid. The fiance and I both. We're big kids. Big kids with bills, and jobs, and adult responsibilities. Case in point:
(ouch, talk about the most unflattering photo of me ever)
I've always said never. No way. No kids, ever. I don't feel responsible enough to raise a child anytime soon. The fiance insists that once I start getting into my early thirties I'll feel like I need one. He says it's just biological. I'm not so sure I believe that.
My best friend brought her daughter over to our apartment last night for dinner. I forgot how much I missed seing her (she's four years old and insanely adorable). I told her the FH's new nickname is Nick-Knack and she loved it.
Steph to the FH- "Nick-Knack, sing with me!"
NK- "Umm.... ok"
Steph- "I like to make up songs with words that don't make any sense!"
NK- "Oh do you?"
Steph- "Yeah! Follow me. Do lah fah seee-oh duh-dohhhh!"
Nick-Knack proceeded to clear his throat then sheepishly play along. This went on for a few minutes until (as most kids do) Steph got bored and moved on to squeezing our cats.
Watching them made me think, maybe kids. Someday. Maybe. You know, when I'm done being a big kid myself...
(ten years from now)
Sunday, October 12, 2008
They're all over our neighborhood. Once one followed me home- scurrying along a telephone wire above the sidewalk. Every once in a while it would stop and stare down at me. I peered back up at it. This went on for over three blocks until it finally vanished up into a tree. I wish I had a camera then. When I repeated this story a few weeks later Nick laughed, joking that the little squirrel must have been my spirit animal. My friend Lisa claimed I was just hallucinating after consuming a monstrous chicken-fried steak filled omelet at Stepping Stone.
Either way, it was pretty freakin' cool.
Friday, October 10, 2008
My favorite is probably this one (short but sweet):
"My mom said that she was going to wear her old wedding dress to my wedding because I couldn't outdo her!"
It's so awful it's hilarious. Hilariously disturbing. I would just die if my mom tried to pull something like that on me... but she wouldn't, 'cause she's not crazy (ok, all the women in my family are a little crazy- just not that kind of crazy)!
Speaking of funny and crazy, my partner in horror-flick-watching crime Lisa sent me this in an email the other day and it made my day: ZombieHarmony "...because the apocalypse doesn't have to be lonely."Did I ever mention that I have an unhealthy fear of zombies? Really. One of my friends got me a gag gift of 'The Zombie Survival Guide' and I read through it, you know, just in case.
Seriously good stuff.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Alkemie Jewelry is located in California and run by a husband and wife team who create their beautiful accessories from 100% recycled materials. Their jewelry can be found for sale online at the EcoConscious Market.
For instance: why do I have so much pink on my blog? I don't have a particular fondness for the color. I think I have, like, one pink shirt that I wear sometimes. It's not bad. It's girlie. But what I really like is black. Classic, hides most stains, and matches with practically everything (don't quote me on this. I make no claims to being fashionably inclined).
Pink. I blame it all on my love for peonies. Pink peonies. Mrs. FDR to be exact.
Thank you Tylenol PM. I have a feeling we will become good friends til next June.
P.S. I'm also on the hunt for a good natural/herbal way to help me sleep (I'm trying to avoid taking too many medications). So, if anyone has any good alternatives to Tylenol PM, please share!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Harness brown plaid for $49
Harness in Navy only $49 (also comes in black/red and brown/black)
Yippy in black with cards $55
And of course my favorite:Yippy natural/rose $55
I should also mention that they run a bit big. I'm normally a 7.5 but in these a 7 is comfy.
I'm so glad it's finally Fall!
If you get a chance, head over and check it out: four things i *will* use...
Swoop in white and various other ceramic creations like him can be found at runnybunny on Etsy.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
I went home and scoured the internet for evidence of all the horrible things that must be happening to me. I was convinced I was dying. Kidney failure maybe. A heart attack. I was sure it was going to be slow and painful. I curled up on the couch for days watching Fearnet On Demand- only getting up occassionally to slip on my infamous black track suit and scurry across the street to buy snacks (I only wear the track suit on the weekends when 1. I'm ill or 2. I want to pretend I'm a Beaverton soccer mom for a day and pair it with some teal Pumas and oversized sunglasses).
Nick occassionally looked up from his game of Warhammer to chuckle in amusement as I squeezed our cats and shouted at the t.v. in a Benadryl induced haze. (He knows I'm a hypochondriac and has dealt with many self-diagnosis ranging from ulcers, to melanoma, to brain tumors throughout the years of our relationship)