Thursday, September 27, 2007

Thursday Thirteen - total cheaty cutandpaste kind

The Office season premiere is tonight. I loooove that show. So, today, a post honoring some of the humor.

13 Quotes from The Office
1) Jim: Because right now, this is a job. If I advance any higher, this would be my career. And if this were my career, I'd have to throw myself in front of a train.

2) Jim: Last night on "Trading Spouses," there's... did you see it?
Pam: No, I have a life.
Jim: Interesting, what's that like?
Pam: You should try it some time.
Jim: Wow. But then who would watch my TV?

3) Dwight: Okay, first, let's go over some parameters. How many people can I fire?
Michael: Uh, none: you're picking a health care plan.

4) Dwight: Studies show that more information is passed through water cooler gossip than through official memos, which puts me at a disadvantage because
[picks up water bottle]
Dwight: I bring my own water to work.

5) Michael: Would I rather be feared or loved? Um... Easy, both. I want people to be afraid of how much they love me.

6) Jim: My roommate wants to meet everybody. Because I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm making Dwight up.
[takes a deep breath, shakes head]
Jim: He is very real.

7) Michael: Dwight, what is your middle name?
Dwight: Danger.
Michael: It's something with a "K"...
Jim: It's Kurt... wow, it's so sad that I know that.

8) Michael: Last week I would've given a kidney to anyone in this office. I would've reached right into my stomach and pulled it out for them. But now, no. I don't have the relationship with these people that I thought I did. I hope they ask, so they can hear me say, "Uh, no, I only give my organs to my real friends. Go get yourself a monkey kidney."

9) Jim: Sometimes I send Dwight faxes from himself in the future.
Dwight: [reading fax] Dear Dwight, Someone will poison the coffee this morning. Do not drink the coffee! More instructions will follow. From Future Dwight
[sees Stanley about to drink the coffee and jumps for the cup]

10) Michael: Actually, this would be good practice for your wedding toast.
Pam: Um, the bride doesn't...Have you ever been to a wedding?

11) Michael: I love inside jokes. I'd like to be a part of one some day.

12) Jan: Well Michael, I...underestimated you.
Michael: Well maybe next time you'll estimate me.

13) Jim: Do you think Dwight's being a little weird today?
Pam: No, he's actually been really nice and helpful.
Jim: And that isn't weird?
Pam: Wow.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

And the celebration was heard from the east and from the west

Last night? Ms. Bug went poo on the potty. The night before? Pee.

That's right, my life has culminated to discussion of pee and poo.

Thing is though, we soooo haven't pushed this. Frankly, I don't actually think she's ready. SHE on the other hand, feels differently. Both times she just announced it, started pulling her pants down so we sat her on the toilet. Hey, who are we to argue?

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Being me

I like to go out. I like to stay home too. For me there's a very fine balance there. I'm not even sure *I* know what that balance is. But I do know this: If I'm out too many nights in a row I need to stay home for a night, crawl under a blanket and ignore the world for awhile. And yet, the same goes on the other side of the coin. If I'm home too many nights in a row (approximately 1.5) I NEED to get out, be with people. It's like my skin gets too tight and my nerve endings are raw.

Thing is, not just anything counts either. Dinner at someone's house? Doesn't qualify. Shopping? NEVER qualifies. A movie? Qualifies. A concert? Probably the best qualification. (Either that or a trip.) Coffee at a coffee shop? Yup, qualifies.


My husband on the other hand? I think he could stay home every night of the week and be completely content.

* This might also help to explain why I'm often on the cusp of I and E in ye old Myers-Brigg.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Thursday Thirteen - Guest Poster (bet you can't guess who)

Thirteen Things You Might Not Know About Me

1. Pretty much anything my mom chooses for me to wear I like to shout a vehement "no!" and start to cry inconsolably.

2. Throwing french fries in the middle of a restaurant full of people is FUN!

3. Going up to someone who is sitting on a couch and pulling at their hand saying "come, [insert name here]" is endearing and usually works.

4. Being outside is just always better than being inside.

5. I'm not very fond of raw vegetables - especially cucumbers.

6. I want a little baby sister.

7. I want a little baby brother.

8. I don’t really want a puppy.

9. Saying "thanks" to the person who did NOT prepare the meal makes perfect sense.

10. Who knew that a blanket could keep me warm?

11. Don (or Doann as he's lovingly known by me) is my favorite uncle, sister, brother and parent all wrapped up into one wonderful man.

12. Counting is fun. My favorite numbers? Two and five. Three used to be but it's taken a backseat lately.

13. There's this one book that my mom hates to read to me. Every time I choose it she rolls her eyes and groans. Wanna know a secret? That's why I pick it Every. Single. Time.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

The housewarming

I've been wanting to come on here to post about our housewarming/40th birthday party for days now. I think about it lots. I just can't for the life of me think of what to say. It just felt so very overwhelming that it's very difficult for me to put it in words. Overwhelming in a good way.

I felt so blessed. It felt like the party I'd been waiting to give for 19 years.

What should I say?

Should I talk about how much fun it was to plan?

Should I talk about the 10 different appetizers that we made?

Should I talk about the panic mode I got into when about 45 minutes before the party was to begin there were still 3 appetizers that weren't finished and a tremendously messy kitchen?

And yet, how at 7 pm they were all on the table (seriously, I felt like Iron Chef there towards the end – racing with the clock) and the kitchen was clean. (And I do mean clean, we didn't even have any dirty dishes hiding out anywhere.)

Perhaps I should post about how I started to cry when a friend gave me the plants whose flowers she used in my wedding bouquet.

Or maybe about how it felt to have 50 people who love us under our roof. In our home. OUR home. [exhale]

How thrilled I was that my friend E came even though she didn't know a single soul there (besides me, obviously).

How blessed we were with gifts.

How tickled I felt knowing that my husband was about to receive a gift that he's been wanting since before I knew him.

How amazing his birthday cake looked.

How all evening long our home was filled with the sound of people.

How happy, relaxed and blessed I felt.

How three different comments by three different people were so kind that I am left smiling over them days later.

How after it was all said and done and we were exhausted and we viewed the mess that was left for us to clean up my husband and I looked at each other and said "we should have a big party at least once a year".

It was good. Very good.

P.S. There are some superbly average photos of the event here.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Yikes! When did THAT happen?

It is nearly 11 o'clock. I'm off today so I'm at home. Our roommate is currently downstairs sleeping. As I walked by her bedroom this thought entered my head: "Goodness, honey, you're going to sleep the entire day away."


When did I get this old? I didn't recognize it coming. Is it something that just sneaks up on you? Seriously, wasn't it just last year when my sister and I hung out in our pajamas until our mother got home from work?!

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Open letters to celebrities

File this one under: "Really? She's blogging about THAT?"

Dear Angelina & Brad,
Maybe it's time to stop and consider the children. Maybe the life you've brought them into isn't actually that much healthier than the life they had before. Maybe being surrounded by paparazzi day in and day out isn't any better than being poor. Maybe the nasty separation you will go through in a few years (sorry to be so cynical) will really mess them up.

Dear Tom,
I recognize you love Katy. Yay you! I recognize you’re very happy in your new life and you are thrilled with little baby Suri. Thing is, though, you have 2 other kids. Have you forgotten? Why do I never see photos of you with them?

Dear Keira, Reece and Renée,
Okay, it's time to eat a sandwich. Seriously.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Anyone up for a road trip?

On our honeymoon my husband and I drove through Vermont. And on a road less traveled we drove through a small beautiful town with about a dozen houses and a beautiful white church. And... an art gallery. We had to stop. How could we not? It was a lovely place but there is one piece that stands out to me very vividly. It was a large mirror framed with tiles made from antique black and white photos of buildings in New York. It was stunning. It certainly wasn't cheap and it certainly wasn't the type of thing we would have bought on a whim - especially since we had no place to put it.

But now...

Now I have a place for it. A PERFECT place for it. Frankly, it belongs in my home. (a) I love NYC. (b) I love art and (c) I love looking at myself... no, I love unique pieces bought from small art galleries in Vermont.

If only it weren't such a long drive.

Sunday, September 09, 2007


Someday she will say these names perfectly correct so we had to get them on tape lest we forget.

Friday, September 07, 2007


Sometimes I think people get famous and automatically the general public think they are wise. I honestly don't think the two go hand in hand.

Last night I read a quote of Warren Buffet's in Reader's Digest:

Only when the tide goes out do you discover who's been swimming naked.

Seriously, what does that mean? Did the editors of Reader's Digest know? Or does it just seem like something that (partially because Warren Buffet, thirdrichestmanintheworld said it) you should sagely nod your head at?

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Thursday Thirteen*

This morning I was perusing the internet looking at blog profiles. Occasionally I'd enter to read the blog but mainly I was just reading the profiles. And, it occurred to me that there are certain interests that are noted in blog profiles that do not encourage me in the least to click on the blog. It's not even that I despise the interest but rather that on a profile they just don't do it for me.

Thirteen blog profile interests that do not catch my interest in said blog (long enough title?)

1. Scrapbooking
2. Video games
3. Cross-stitching
4. Soap operas
5. Shopping
6. Animation
7. Politics
8. Science fiction
9. Sports

10. Martial arts
11. Computers
12. Cats
13. The paranormal

*Wherein I'm liable to offend nearly everyone.

I gotta say...

there's nothing quite like living with a 20 year-old to make you realize how much you're NOT 20.