The Jell-O shot problem started when I made some for a fun day at the beach. I looked everywhere for plastic cups with lids so the shots could go in a cooler without making a mess and the only place I could find them was Sam's Club, which is how I wound up with this:
Monday, October 31, 2011
Happy Halloween!
The Jell-O shot problem started when I made some for a fun day at the beach. I looked everywhere for plastic cups with lids so the shots could go in a cooler without making a mess and the only place I could find them was Sam's Club, which is how I wound up with this:
Sunday, October 30, 2011
But I'm Right, Really I Am
This is not a good trait when it comes to relationships. Sure, it's great for a lawyer to speak to opposing counsel with a certain amount of confidence, but you certainly don't need to arm yourself with some sort of secret knowledge around your friends and family. Nobody wants to feel like everything is some sort of a competition, especially when it's not, and I don't intend for it to be. I just want everyone to have the right information.
While I normally never bring the subject up again, recently I have caught myself sharing my wealth of information with others. Someone might have gotten an email the other night with three different links showing you write 2012 "two thousand and twelve" not "two thousand twelve" on a wedding invitation. Then I had to delete the "I'm not crazy for thinking nicknames don't belong on wedding invitations" email before I hit send. Someone made the mistake of bringing up the 2012 issue with me in person. Caught off-guard and feeling defensive, I blurted out, "I have cites, I can show you that it's right. I did not make it up." I'm not so good at biting my tongue when I'm surprised. Luckily, I don't think anyone was offended, especially since at least one person in the group was revisiting an issue I thought was discussed and dealt with.
I'll be working on biting my tongue in the future, but sometimes I can't help it, especially when I'm right!
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Super Secret Single Habits
None of super secret (or not so secret) single habits involve smoking. So you can imagine my surprise when I came home to find this:
The package of cigarettes was on the floor and the rag, which was definitely not mine, was on my kitchen island. The good news is, I'm not dramatic and I have absolutely no imagination, so it's not like I immediately began to wonder if someone was in my apartment or if I had a stalker who had broken in while I was at work. Such thoughts never occurred to me. No, I had called maintenance to fix a handle on my kitchen cabinets and fix one of my counters. Maintenance was nice enough to leave me a couple of presents. As I'm sure you can imagine, I was not too happy. Luckily, the package was closed and there weren't any cigarettes left, meaning there's a good chance Isabella won't be waking me up in the middle of the night when she goes theough withdrawal and needs a nicotine fix.
Here's what I really want to know: 1) why would you KEEP an empty packet of cigarettes, 2) how do you not notice something like that falling out of your pocket or 3) why would you be pulling a package of cigarettes out while you're in my apartment, and 4) didn't your mother teach you to clean up after yourself?
My mother taught me to clean up after myself but, well, I'm single, I live alone, and you can't make me!
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Mmmmm, cheese
While the splurge may have been worth it, the way I felt afterward was not. Nothing will make you feel quite like a heap of cheese when you haven't had any in a few weeks. I just felt run down and about 10 pounds heavier. This is not a mistake I will be making again anytime soon. Small amounts of cheese may be fine, but no more piles of it. Moderation is key. I'm back off of cheese, back on my detox diet, and looking forward to another cheat day I'm sure to schedule again, just not too soon.
Friday, October 21, 2011
A Girl Could Get Used to This
Lately I've noticed there is a lot more money in my checking account than usual at the end of each pay period. This is particularly perplexing because I have been working less, not more. Then it dawned on me - I haven't been eating out nearly as much as I used to. I am a former member of the "I'm too busy, so I'll just eat out" club. I was aware of the fact this did nothing but drain mt bank account but I didn't realize just how much I was spending until I quit doing it.
So with the extra money I put a little bit away, I pre-paid a little on a credit card I'll be using for Christmas shopping (love that negative balance and points from the card usage), and I splurged on a sequined number I'm hoping to wear to the engagement party. I've been eyeing the sparkly goodness for a couple of weeks but I just couldn't pull the trigger until...I found it for half price. Delightful! I may have also purchased a watch and a ruffled cashmere scarf, both from Rue La La, and at least one of which may be a Chrismas present for someone else.
What an amazing thing this whole "cooking" and "making your own food" turned out to be. In addition to watching the number on the scale gradually creep down, clothes in my closet starting to fit well again, and having extra money, I have beautiful new things in the mal and on their way to their new home. I could definitely get used to this.
Now I'm off to the gym, as much as I hate the very idea of it, so I'll have amazing legs in that sequined mini that will be here any day now. Damn you sequin obsession; damn you for hauling my butt out of this bed before 5:30 (but really, thank you).
I Might Have a Problem
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Puppy Monster
Isabella's idea of helping me study includes:
preventing me from seeing my computer screen
trying to get me to play fetch by trying to lay on top of me
and parking herself practically on top of my notes and getting in my face
She's adorable but how am I supposed to get any work done? Puppy monster clearly thinks it's all about her.




