Some Day my Pants will Fit

This will probably be one of many short little posts today – I’ve got a back log of things to say from when my site was down. Of course, I’m also pretty busy at work today, so I’m not sure how much time I’ll have today to say any of them.


At any rate… I have a new favorite drink at Starbucks, and there are some excellent things about this change. The primary thing is that I love my new drink with the [now] standard 2% milk, whereas my White Chocolate Mocha was only good with whole milk. Here’s how it gets played out (the only change is in milk type and drink kind – size is the same, as is the inclusion of whipped cream on top):

Honey Latte White Chocolate Mocha
Calories 330 500
Fat Calories 120 200
Total Fat 13 (g) 22
Saturated Fat 8 (g) 14
Trans Fat 0 (g) 0.5
Cholesterol 50 (mg) 55
Sodium 140 (mg) 240
Total Carbs 40 (g) 62
Fiber 0 (g) 0
Sugars 38 (g) 59
Protein 12 (g) 15
Vitamin A 20% 10%
Vitamin C 0% 0%
Calcium 40% 50%
Iron 0% 0%
Caffeine 150 (mg) 150

So I don’t win out on the caffeine part (the only way to reduce that is to get a smaller drink, or stop drinking coffee, duh), and there’s slightly less calcium in 2% than in whole milk, it appears, and slightly less protein as well. That’s not that bad.

Oh, you wanted to know what the new drink was? How silly of me. It’s the Honey Latte. It’s honey and espresso with steamed milk, topped with whipped cream, more honey, and “golden spice.” I haven’t yet figured out what the “golden spice” is – it’s not quite cinnamon or nutmeg, but very close. Probably a blend of those and something else. Cloves? I can’t think of other “sweet” spices (you know, ones that don’t belong in marinara sauce).

I’m idealistically hoping that the calories I’m saving will help my pants fit better.  I also started back at the gym, albeit slowly.  It’s hard – there’s always so much to do, and limited amounts of time.  More reports on how I’ve spent my time lately should show up later today.  Or tomorrow, if I decide pictures are necessary to express myself.

Let’s try that again

We’ll see if I can’t be more upbeat in this post.

I got my prescription filled at Walgreens with our new prescription drug plan (that has everyone so confused about and a little upset, because it seems like everyone’s costs are going up), and it was cheaper, instead of more expensive.  I thought my $15 co-pay for the pill (I looked it up in the formulary) was going to be $35, but they charged me $10.  It’s the exact same thing (I checked), so I guess I lucked out.  Or maybe I get the generic and I didn’t know it?  Whatever.  I don’t care.  All I know is that $10 is a lot better than $35.

The lady at the makeup counter (who always offers to check me out if I’m ready, since she almost never has a line – everyone is at the main checkout because they want cigarettes) told me about some new mascara – she’s always super helpful and is a lot of fun.  Makes you think it’s not Walgreens (but it is).

It finally got warmer in here at work, which is good.  I got coffee, but Tammy forgot to make it with whole milk, again (yesterday she made this mistake as well).  I know I said it loud enough, so I’m not sure what the deal is.  When it gets warm enough, I may have to start going to the other Starbucks, in order to ensure accuracy.  Bummer.

The sun is shining, and it’s warm enough that I walked back from Starbucks outside, instead of through the Skyway.  It’s easy to understand why early cultures worshiped the sun as god, since it’s so powerful, and easy to see its effects.  It’s still cold enough outside, but the sun was melting the ice off of the buildings (but only those in direct sunlight – no sun, the ice remains).  And the emotional response one can get from a little exposure to sunlight is amazing.  I miss the sun.  Glad to have it back today.

I should go get caught up on personal email, though I don’t really want to.  Perhaps I’ll be brief….

My very own

This morning while on my coffee break, I saw a bird taking a bath in a puddle between two cards in a parking lot downtown.  It was clearly the best bath he’d ever had, and he was very excited about it.  Wish I could get that excited about my shower in the mornings.

While out for lunch (soup from the bagel place), I experienced my very own Overheard In New York moment (edited for those of us who just don’t like those words).

White gangster with child in tow:  F’ers.  F-ing impatient mother-f’ers when I’ve got a two year old….

I presume that a bus left before he was able to catch it. However, he wasn’t running, and he was walking down the wrong side of the street to catch a bus from, so I’m not really sure.

Wuv, twue wuv

Alright, I know that if I don’t post something soon, certain people might get a little snarky and pester me over email about that, even if I have talked to them during my hiatus. I’ll keep this short, because my pictures are currently trapped on my home computer and they’d make a better post anyways.

Short story:

  • Wedding went off without a hitch. Or rather we got hitched. Or… huh. The day was a success, since all that needed to happen was for us to actually get married. Everything else was gravy, and there was a lot of gravy.
  • Honeymoon was awesome. We did nothing, absolutely nothing, and reveled in it. The weather was good, and we basically did the stuff we did last time, only more relaxedly.
  • When we got home, Matea was a freak. We opened all our gifts and got them all situated away, or at least mostly. And Sunday after church we went to the Pottery Barn and bought some backup dishes.
  • Sunday we went to church and received the “souvenir tickets” that are our marriage license, uncertified. Basically worth nothing. But we learned that the parties involved (bride and groom, that is) don’t actually sign the marriage license. Who knew?
  • I am behind on homework, but that’s probably to be expected. I’ve had a hard time getting back into the mindset of a student, which is important when papers need to be written. If it was just reading, I’d be done. I’ll get on that tonight though.
  • Commuting from Eagan is not so much fun, but not the worst form of torture ever invented. Sorry, but that’s about as excited as I can get about that.
  • A co-worker gave me the Wyoming state quarter as a wedding gift. And he talked to our barista at Starbucks who was shocked and amazed that we didn’t want gifts, and that I didn’t want co-workers at the celebration. To each his own, right?
  • And now I’m back at work. I only had 89 emails, which is pretty amazing for being gone two weeks. And about 15 of them were spam. So I’m mostly caught up, in the sense that I currently have a normal workload (when I have stuff to do, that is).

Holy Canoli!

I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but that little count-down on the side of my blog says 7 days. 7! 7 days until very publicly and very permanently making a big commitment. Which I’m totally cool with, don’t get me wrong. But sometimes, I have to pause a moment and reflect on the magnitude of this. It’s not as life-changing as, say, giving birth. But getting married has to be up there on the list of life-altering experiences.

Last night went much smoother than I thought it would. It took almost no time at all to take stuff to Goodwill and drop stuff off at Amanda’s. I even stopped at the gas station on my way back (first time in over two years that I’ve been the one at the pump instead of just waiting in the car), which was made slightly confusing by the fact that I had cash and was on the phone the entire time, first with Prince Charming and then with the girl who was coming to get the couch. Trying to give directions while going inside to pay in cash in a gas station I hadn’t been to in a long time when there’s a long line… I don’t advise it. But it all turned out fine. And the girl picked up the couch at a decent time, just after I was finished eating dinner but before I started packing my car.

I filled up my car and was on the road by 7, which seemed like a miracle. I went tanning, which didn’t go as well as usual, but whatever. Prince Charming and I unloaded my car, and then amazingly enough I got to relax on the couch and watch TV for a while. Definitely that was the idealistic way for things to go.

I’m going to grab a few more boxes before leaving work tonight so I can pack up the random stuff that’s hanging around my house. I think I can get the kitchen done and probably the bedroom too before Prince Charming comes over. The fifth person who contacted me about my chairs is actually supposed to come over tonight, unlike the other 4 who have ignored me since their first “I’m interested” email. 7:30 she says. I might need to put her in the trusty hands of Nikki, because I would like to be done by then. We’ll see.

Once this moving part is done, life will be a breeze. It probably would have been better to be moved out at the end of July instead of August, but then I would have been homeless for quite a long time. And I didn’t have a car until last week, so that would have been terribly problematic. I don’t advise moving and getting married all at once, but I’m pretty sure that most people don’t do it that way these days anymore, so I guess that’s pretty worthless advice. Plus, I’m still not believing in the whole living-together-before-marriage thing, so I guess it’s the only way to do that. And, much to the delight of Amanda and Liz, I’m sure, none of my friends have been solicited to help in this move, though I’m sure they would have been more than willing. However, there’s a bit of a trick in that, because we will definitely need their help to move out of Prince Charming’s into a different house, when the time comes. And that will be a bigger deal. And will happen over a weekend instead of a three-month period. So… they won out temporarily.

Work is mostly set to be without me for two weeks. I just have a fax to send (I’m waiting on a form to be filled out) and the vacation-response to set for my email. I’m sure some other piddly little things will come up in the next four hours.

Really, I can’t tell you how thrilled I will be to have the moving done, and how thrilled I am at the smoothness of last night. I realize that there’s an entire bedroom chock-full of boxes at Prince Charming’s house that will have to be dealt with, and so in that sense moving isn’t done. But… it is. All my stuff will once again be united, and in two weeks I will be re-united with it. And we’ll figure out what to do with all of it and… life will be good. Life is good now, barring the fact that I have been getting crappy sleep and have had a terrible crick in my neck since last night. The heat pad I put on it is helping dramatically – just poor timing to have neck/shoulder/back pains. And I can get caught up on sleep next week, right? In-between all the homework and last-minute wedding stuff. Right. I’ll at least get caught up the following week, when we’re on our honeymoon, in-between all the sex. Was that too private a comment to make on this blog? Like y’all didn’t know that was what was going to be going on. Like everyone doesn’t know.

And, to leave you with completely different thoughts than that… my Starbucks has been out of white chocolate for the last three days. Consequently, I have had several mediocre experiences. Today, however, I ordered the Cinnamon Dolce Latte (instead of the Caramel Macchiato that has been disappointing), and it’s pretty good. I’m not exactly in the mood for cinnamon, but it’s definitely more satisfying than the macchiato.

Friday Fun

What is your favorite flavor of…

  1. Ice cream? Currently Ben & Jerry’s Vermonty Python (with DQ’s mocha mudslide blizzard a close second), and Coldstone’s Breathless Boston Cream Pie (though I’m not really sure that’s so much of a flavor but more of a whole desert). But I bought Ben & Jerry’s … whatever the new Steven Colbert flavor is, and it has potential. It has chocolate covered waffle pieces and caramel.
  2. Coffee or tea? Both, depending on my mood. For coffee, I go white chocolate mocha. For tea, I like orange spice, chamomile, cranberry, or something minty. Tea is totally a “what mood am I in” kind of choice.
  3. Chocolate? White, milk or dark? Milk chocolate. Though last weekend I discovered the Lindt truffles in white chocolate and.. wow.
  4. Milk? Chocolate, plain, or strawberry? Plain. Alison always wanted the Strawberry Quick, and I just couldn’t stomach the idea. Chocolate’s good too, but doesn’t always hit the spot.
  5. Gum? Wintergreen. Or a non-mint flavor (never have cared much for peppermint or spearmint).
  6. Toothpaste? “Citrus Burst,” though I’ve been stuck with mint for the last three months due to needing to use toothpaste for sensitive teeth (after all my dental work in May/June).
  7. Jelly or jam? Ew. I don’t like either, regardless of flavor. I’ll take peanut butter though. And Nutella.


Mom was going to talk to her hairstylist last night about doing my hair for the wedding (since I made the error of not scheduling an appointment and now my stylist is booked, and ignoring my phone calls). Well, she did, and the lady kind of has an opening that day. But, get this, the stylist recommended I just do my own. Um… wtfreak? I know, I know, I’ve said myself that there’s no reason to panic about the situation because I could, in fact, do my own hair. But why would a stylist suggest this? Especially when I’m willing to pay her? Clearly, I’m going to have to look elsewhere. There are two other salons in my neighborhood to call. It’s not about not being able to do my own hair – it’s about letting someone else do it so I don’t have to stress about it, and getting pampered a bit. Like manicures and pedicures – I’m completely capable of painting my own nails, thank you very much, but sometimes it’s nice to have someone else do it for you.

Totally unrelated – this method for hanging pictures  [link removed] (found via Lifehacker) is genius! Why didn’t I think of it? I’ve done how many walls of photos?

Also unrelated – I have finally tried the McDonald’s Iced Coffee. It’s alright. I can see why people might like it. I, however, don’t actually enjoy it. It’s drinkable. It’s coffee. But… it’s lacking something. I’m not sure what it is, but something is wrong with it. But it’s a personal thing, so y’all might want to try it sometime, if’n you like coffee (which is, what, like one of my readers? how is it that I know so many people who don’t like coffee?).

Another unrelated detail – Dad called last night (again) to tell me that my grandparents are coming to the wedding, and that he and Candy are bringing them up here (even got them a hotel room next to theirs). He also said that Candy is having back surgery (herniated disk, nothing related to the cancer) on August 27th. They hope she’ll be able to make the trip up here, but it’s uncertain. If she can travel, they’ll have to stop every hour so she can get out and walk for 15 minutes. She’s not allowed to drive for a while, and can’t go back to work until November (she’s been on disability since June). Dad described Grandpa’s surgery last week as outpatient, and said that his last bout with pneumonia took a toll on him but that he’s doing well. I’m glad to hear it, but hope that Prince Charming and I can go down there for Christmas, especially since my aunt is sick as well (and Prince Charming wants to experience all that is Christmas Eve in the Johnson family, which is sure to disappoint).

Finally unrelated – I got a comment on this very blog yesterday from an old friend from college that I’d lost touch with. So exciting! We exchanged updates last night via email – it’s amazing how much there is to relate when you don’t talk to someone for five years. Susan (who probably didn’t even know she has her own name graphic, because I so rarely talk about her) goes in the category of friends from college who have a very special place in my heart (because there are also those friends from college that are just that, good friends and nothing more). Sarah is another. Kate would be, but we had that falling out and things have never been the same since, even though we did restore our friendship. Betsy is in the same boat, though we didn’t go to college together; we’ve been friends since high school when we attended the same church / youth group. Anyways, I’m thrilled to be back in touch with Susan (if you can’t tell, that’s a chick singing with a microphone).


So I was thinking about it while out for coffee, and Prince Charming and I have spent nearly every Friday and Saturday night together since we started dating, with the exception of the first month and some randomness. So when you do the math, that’s about 200 nights of temptation.

Wouldn’t that make a great book title? You’d read it, right?

200 Nights of Temptation

by that girl who never really wonders anything on her blog even though she pretends to

Additionally… I dreamt about shoes last night. Not sure why. Comfy leather mules, to be specific.

There are no good synonyms for “random” (I checked)

  • Last night on the bus ride home, there was a blind woman and her guide dog sitting near the front. The driver proceeded to describe, in detail, the entire trip. It included descriptions like “the city is laid out around the capital with the roads coming out of it like spikes” (I didn’t know that), “I don’t really know where I am,” and “this is a really cute neighborhood with lots of coffee shops and restaurants and so forth” (referring to my neighborhood). It was kinda fun, though that middle part was a bit frightening. (I’m guessing she just meant she’s a Minneapolis gal and not a St Paul gal, as most bus drivers seem to associate themselves with one or the other, and then when they’re in the opposite one, claim ignorance about local buses and sights.)
  • Dad called three times last night, and I missed all three attempts. He’s in North Carolina (has been since sometime last week) and won’t be returning until Sunday night. This puts a slight crimp in a few wedding details that are in the works. Oh well.
  • Miracle of miracles, Bryan cleaned the house yesterday. A potential roommate came over, so he got the place all nice-looking. Swept the floors and cleaned the kitchen and bathroom.
  • So, I cooked in my kitchen. Salmon with beans and carrots (from the farmer’s market) and a French baguette with olive oil. Then I had Twizzlers for desert.
  • This morning while out for coffee, a bird crapped on my shoulder. No joke. That hasn’t happened to me since 4th grade when I was on a Girl Scout camping trip.
  • I tried to finish watching “One True Thing” that I’d recorded and watched most of last week. It was on the Indie channel, and was really good, but kinda depressing so I couldn’t finish it (Renee Zellweger’s mom is terminally ill, for a brief plot synopsis). I had half an hour left. But the last 10 minutes were blank. And… I think it’s actually more than that that I’m missing. So I’ll have to Netflix it I guess. Do I remember how to login?

Voo-Doo? Or am I just that sexy?

Earlier today, I asked Prince Charming what kind of weird voo-doo he put on my engagement ring, since while I was out getting coffee I was hit on three times. Three! This, of course, is without my engagement ring, since I accidentally left it at home today. For the second time ever.

But while I was out getting lunch, it happened again, twice. Which makes me think, is it really the ring with the creepy voo-doo, or do I just look that awesome today? It could be the outfit (black heels, especially when paired with a skirt, tend to invite unwanted male attention); I know it’s not the hair, because… it’s just normal today. It could be that I’m tan, but doubtful. So, it’s either the cursed ring that has been keeping guys from hitting on me for the last six months (though what’s to explain the years upon years before that when I was rarely approached?), or the outfit. I mean, my Tommy Bahama red silk dress is cute, but is it that cute? I might prefer to believe in black magic.

Unfinished Sentences

As seen on Kazoofus:

  1. I’ve come to realize that my last kiss was… sweet. And comforting (I was sick Sunday night, remember?)
  2. I am listening to… my co-worker complaining. As usual.
  3. I talk… aloud to Matea far more often than I should.
  4. I love… it when it rains.
  5. My best friends… probably don’t know how much they mean to me, because I’m not very good at expressing it.
  6. My car… is public transportation. Sometime this fall, however, my answer will be different.
  7. My love life… is discussed enough here for me to not answer this one.
  8. I hate it when people ask… how wedding plans are coming. I’m bored of talking about it.
  9. I want to… be done with school and start my new career.
  10. Marriage is… something I am looking forward to very much. A bit nervous about (having never been married before), but when all is said and done, something I want and am getting a bit impatient for.
  11. Somewhere, someone is thinking… about my wedding. You know it’s true. OK, probably not. Because the world does not revolve around the wedding, and in fact, the wedding is a very small blip (if that) over the course of time in relation to the entire world’s population.
  12. I’m always… drinking water these days, it seems. Far more than I thought. Far more than I did a few months ago.
  13. I have a secret crush on… do I have secret crushes? I think everyone is fully aware of my inappropriate celebrity crushes.
  14. I am not… a dog person. Lucy has cemented my resolve on that.
  15. My cell phone… is red. How cool is that?
  16. When I wake up in the morning… I wish I weren’t. And then I hit snooze. And then I finally get up and feed the cat, and perhaps fall back asleep while watching the Today Show.
  17. Before I go to bed I… brush my teeth, read something fictional, set my alarm clock, and re-check said alarm clock (not that it helps – I still hit snooze a few too many times in the morning).
  18. Right now I am thinking about… leaving to go get a Mocha Frappuccino. I’m thirsty.
  19. Babies are… wonderful, so long as I get to return them to their parents at some point. Also, they tend to be all around me these days. You know how a few years ago everyone I knew was getting married? Well, now they’re all having kids. I guess I’m just a few years behind the times.
  20. I get on MySpace… never.
  21. Today I… was complimented on how fast I walk by a co-worker. Strange, I know.
  22. Tonight I will… meet up with Liz and Amanda and experience the Taste of Minnesota. Hopefully, there won’t be any major disasters.
  23. Tomorrow I will… spend sleeping in (unless it’s ridiculously hot outside, which would make it ridiculously hot in my bedroom, which would make sleep impossible), packing boxes to go to Prince Charming’s house, showering, and hanging out with Prince Charming, hopefully in that order.
  24. I really want to… not be at work today. I would prefer to laze around in my hammock (and not feel obligated to pack boxes).
  25. Someone who will most likely repost this… Maybe Liz? She’s the only person I know that reads this blog and has a blog of her own.

I could cry

I was just out getting coffee, chattin’ it up with my favorite barista, Tammy. She was feeling talkative today. Asked me if I was going home for the 4th, and then remembered that Mom lives up here now. Then she remembered that I was getting married (“two months!” I said), and how exciting is that, blah blah blah. I move over to wait for my order, and she comes around to the other side of the counter to talk with me. She’s asking wedding questions, like everyone else does, and then she asks where we’re registered at, what we want/need, etc. It was quite clear that she had every intention of giving us a gift. I was joking it up about how Prince Charming and I don’t really need anything that’s on our registries because we’ve both been living on our own for quite some time, etc., and so forth…. At one point, I had to say, “Tammy, you don’t have to get us something.” (I may have said “me” instead of “us.” Oops! That’s only slip-up number two or three, I think.) I quickly changed the topic to what her plans for the 4th are (she’s going on vacation for the next 9 days, but she’s not going anywhere, but staying home and taking care of stuff that needs to get done).

After I left, I realized I should have said, “Tammy, you shouldn’t get us something.” Oh well. But I just totally wasn’t expecting that situation. Boss asked my annoying co-worker what the office should do for me for a gift, which wasn’t unexpected, and so he asked me, and I said “nothing, I want you to do nothing,” and he just smiled and said he didn’t think Boss would take that for an answer. I’m not surprised there. That seems like… a normal thing to do, give a group wedding present to a co-worker. I’m assuming we’ll do the same for another co-worker who’s getting married in August, and I’ll chip in for that. We don’t do birthdays or anything else, but, you know, weddings don’t happen every day. But my barista? I know I go there almost every day and I’m a loyal customer, but… it’s just weird. I mean, I’m flattered, but it’s weird. Weirder than when she told me I needed to invite her to the wedding (because sometimes that just something people say when they don’t know what else to say).


No, not like the Catholic Church kind… And not my usual Starbucks, ice cream, pizza delivery, an hour of television without multitasking….

My fist indulgence last night was to walk home from work. That was nice. I promptly set about to write the paper that’s due today, and managed to finish it in an hour. So I rewarded myself with dinner. Then I did the rest of my homework (caught up through today, actually, with the exception of 15 minutes of reading to do tonight), so I indulged in the shower that I’d missed taking before work. I also did two loads of laundry. I would have rewarded myself for that as well, but I was getting tired, so instead of cleaning, I went to bed.

Thrilling stuff, I know.

Unconscious Mutterings

  1. Audition :: Nervous
  2. Urgent :: Memo
  3. Lunch :: Meeting
  4. Adult :: Bag (I’m currently in the market for a bookbag)
  5. Mug :: of Coffee
  6. Awful :: Funny
  7. Comics :: Dilbert
  8. Damage :: Irreparable
  9. Kicks :: Route 66
  10. Experience :: of a lifetime

I’ll take “Things That Are Red” for $200, Alex

I got my Christmas present from Amanda last night – it took a little longer to ship than planned, but we shared stories about similar things happening on multiple occasions. Has anyone not had that experience? Ordering online and delivery taking longer than expected? I’d tell you what she gave me, link to it and show you in fact, but she got it off my Amazon wishlist, and I’m not supposed to look at that right now because Prince Charming got me something off it too.

I just realized that nothing had arrived in the mail from Dad yet, and that I might not get it until after the weekend, but then I realized I’d actually be at my house at some point on Christmas day, so it’s all good.

Paid my tuition today, and then registered for classes for next semester. Of course, I just kinda registered for some stuff that looked interesting to hold a spot for me in the class, since I still don’t know what classes Bethel needs me to take. And their offices are closed between Christmas and New Year’s (or, at least the library is), as are Judson’s, so I don’t expect that to be resolved until after the first. But then there’s still two weeks before classes start, so that’s fine. And then financial aid will get figured out and then… glasses are next on the agenda. Darn it if it isn’t an expensive time of year. Mom had $300 worth of car repairs two weeks ago, unexpectedly. No fun.

Work is boring today, and will be torturous all next week. At least I get to take a day off sometime next week, for lunch with Mom and my aunt. Now I just need to find something to keep me occupied enough today so that I don’t sit here and stare at all my split ends. And I can’t take a long coffee break, because we’re short 2 clericals today, which means there are only 2 of us to answer phones and do the mail.