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.

This weekend in word pictures

I could have quickly and easily described my entire weekend with a few well-thought-out photographs. Unfortunately, I didn’t take any, so you’ll have to suffer through my wordy description of my weekend instead.

Friday night, while was out getting drunk with his friends (Editor’s sidenote: can someone please explain the idea of bachelor and bachelorette parties to me? I mean… guy proposes, so clearly he wants to get married. Girl accepts, so she probably does too. So why the need to celebrate singleness one last time? Is marriage really such a hideously awful idea that drunkenness is the only way to cope? Do most people foresee marriage as giving up all of their freedoms so that they’ll never be able to go out and have fun with their friends again? I just don’t get it.), I went to ‘s to help her paint. She detailed that experience on her blog, so I’ll just let that be. (Editor’s note to : thinks perchance primer would have prevented peeling. I don’t have any solutions for peeled paint patching, however. Can you sand it down (once dry) and then you wouldn’t have the 3D thing going on?)

Then I went tanning, or rather got some fake tan sprayed on me (it was very cold for some reason, which is quite unpleasant when you’re already buck nekkid in a tiny booth with a woman’s voice talking loudly to you). And bought some chocolate at Target. And… watched some bad TV and crocheted a really ugly purse (that I took apart the next morning) and… probably some other boring things that I can’t remember because… they were boring.

A large portion of Saturday was spent waiting for to recover from his previous night’s activities. I kept busy with crochet/knitting projects, more bad television, and unpacking some boxes. There are now photographs on display in two whole locations. Still no candles, because, well, I don’t actually live there yet, and marriage is a stipulation for candle placement in ‘s house. So I refrained. Oh, I also spent a large amount of time cleaning the fish tank. It was gross. I took a shower shortly afterward to remove said grossness because I didn’t even want to touch myself.

Another large portion of Saturday was spent loading most of the rest of my possessions into ‘s dad’s Bronco and then unloading them into the spare bedroom, which is now very full after the addition of my twin bed. What’s still at my house? My mattress, laying on the floor. My television, also on the floor. Five outfits for work. My computer, on the floor. Two under the bed storage boxes, two other shelf-organizy-type-things, my jewelry, my wedding-day supplies including reception decorations, some files, my bedside table, and some bathroom and kitchen stuff. And .

Sunday we spent a lot of time (some would say too much time) at Ikea, and considerably less time putting two of these together (in black-brown, the wider version). also bought me a step stool for the kitchen so I can reach things on top of the cabinets. And he’s nearly done fixing my dresser. (It’s amazing how much time it can take to fix something that I lived with in its broken state for so long.) It’s quite wonderful, all the work he’s put into it.

So, yeah. See, wouldn’t pictures have been better? And much shorter. Oh well.

Classes start tomorrow. And I have a hair appointment, which will be sad because I won’t go back to my stylist after this, and I liked her. But she wasn’t like the world’s best hair stylist or anything. And Kari is now back in my neck of the woods, instead of being up in Rosedale (plus I have a car), so maybe I’ll go back to her. I never had any complaints with her, and trusted her implicitly with my hair. I’m sure I also have many wedding related things to do. That’s what I’m doing next, looking at my checklist.

I totally forgot to give this post a title

Last night, as I was loading up my car with things to take to Goodwill and Mom’s, Nikki came home and announced that she’d just been fired. Being fired always sucks, but this was a particularly hideous situation. Why, you ask? Well, you see, she’d already given her notice, 20 days ago, and next Thursday was supposed to be her last day. So, essentially, they robbed her of the right to say goodbye to everyone. And got to pull a little power trip. Bastards.

I got all of my Goodwill stuff out of the house, as well as the last of the things I knew had to live at Mom’s. I also set aside my work clothes for next week, packed my honeymoon luggage, and watched several episodes of Star Trek Voyager. And did 3 loads of laundry (which is impressive since I was gone from 6:30-10:00 taking stuff to Mom’s and Goodwill). [Editor’s note: Let’s pause for a moment and take a little bit of joy in Mom’s praise for the necklace I made her, and that her co-workers all loved it and were impressed that I made it, and told her that she should have me make more of her jewelry. Bask in that feeling for a moment. OK, I’m better now.]

Tonight, after helping Liz, Prince Charming will be out having his bachelor party, and I’ve been instructed to go to bed with my cell phone, lest the designated driver forget and I need to come and safely drive them home.

Our receptionist has been particularly nice lately, telling me stories and asking questions about the wedding. It was revealed by Boss yesterday why – she set her retirement date. October 2nd. This, of course, fills me with mixed emotions. On the one hand, she has several habits that annoy me greatly. But on the other hand, her being gone means I have to answer phones more. Boss reassured me that she’s going to fill the position, potentially before it’s actually vacated, and told me I don’t need to worry. She doesn’t actually want me answering phones, since it takes away from my other responsibilities. Since the new people we’ve hired lately have been efficient and competent and computer-savvy, this is an exciting time. Our receptionist can basically only use Word and Excel, and only in limited ways.

Anyways, I got a call back from a co-worker regarding an Access database question, and so I’m going to go try the solution she gave me. Such an exciting life, I know.

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.

Unconscious Mutterings

  1. Partner :: in crime
  2. News :: Radio
  3. Foam :: Noodle
  4. Paycheck :: Mel Gibson (that was Payback, actually)
  5. Me :: and you, outside
  6. Eight :: o’clock
  7. Dairy :: farm
  8. Exciting :: as a …
  9. Hockey :: stick
  10. Socialite :: bimbo

Summer TV again lives up to promises

To drive me completely insane, that is. Whoever decided that all summer broadcast programming should be dedicated to reality television [link removed] should be shot. I detest reality television. Game shows are tolerable in small quantities, and that’s about it. The news doesn’t count. The rest of it… yech. And yet there are about a billion new shows this summer, all of them promising to suck. Seriously, do any of those options sound good? Read through the article. And if the new shows weren’t enough, a whole bunch of last year’s are coming back again. Glad I have cable, since clearly the broadcast networks no longer want my love.

Unconscious Mutterings

  1. Trembling :: Fear and
  2. Shut up :: and kiss me (thanks, Mary Chapin Carpenter!)
  3. Heights :: Wuthering (I need to read that one)
  4. Monica :: and Chandler
  5. Delicious :: Surprise (ala Jo Dee Messina)
  6. Joint :: Hip
  7. Ferry :: Boat
  8. Bliss :: -ful
  9. Rejection :: is a b*tch
  10. Satisfying :: Coke (it’s April!!)

Assorted Wednesday-Friday randomness

I am feeling much better today. Late yesterday afternoon I started feeling quite good – specifically, I could freely breathe again. That was nice. Amazing what some good sleep and relaxation can do. I think the sun helped too, since it was shining both days right into the house. I miss the sun. I will like it very much when I see it more often, and when I can walk outside to get coffee on my break. But, two days at home was about all I could take of the dog, who mopes about the house sadly waiting for her owner to come home, occasionally dragging herself to the front door to sigh and whine. My goodness – you thought I was whiny? I ain’t got nothin’ on this dog.

However, this morning did not have such a great start. I woke up only to find that I’d unknowingly slept with someone over the night. Or should I say something. I had a spider bite on my right ankle, four behind my knee, one on my thigh, and one on the front of my knee. Bastard. Crawled up my pants and everything. I don’t do that on a first date, let alone with someone I’m not on a first-name basis with.

Then, I nearly slipped on some ice outside on my way to the bus. Funny, I’d walked that part of the sidewalk yesterday and it was fine. But apparently the water re-froze overnight. I glared at the house and thought maliciously about their landlords. I’m sure that had no effect whatsoever.

Then there were problems with my bus pass, like the fact that I dropped it behind the thing while trying to use it, and then it didn’t read correctly, and it was just like, “man, it’s one of those mornings.” Needless to say, while I was trying to have a good attitude, it seemed as though the universe was telling me I should have stayed at home. I knew, however, that the universe was wrong about that.

I am sick and tired of watching people on TV that live on the east coast complain about how cold it is there. It was 17* there this morning, and it was “bitterly cold.” Um…? Hello. Do you see Minnesotans on the news complaining when it’s below zero? No. (Do I complain about it, yes, but that’s totally different. The Today Show is not paying any attention to my plight, and that’s fine. I don’t really expect anyone to care about my feelings of the cold.) Boo-hoo for New York. Wimps.

While I was home, I was actually slightly productive in my life. True, I got some good napping in, as well as some quality lounging-in-bed-watching-movies time. But, I also did some homework (including getting a 10/10 on a quiz), cleaned the chair off (though it will only get piled full of stuff again), unloaded and loaded and unloaded the dishwasher, threw away old food from the fridge, took out the recycling, took care of the cat litter, and whitened my teeth. I also went to the co-op (twice) and bought all sorts of healthy foods: bananas, apples, a butternut squash, a yam and a sweet potato (to determine once and for all which one of the two it is that I like), asparagus, baby artichokes, carrots, mushrooms, potatoes, milk, eggs, cheeses, and English muffins. I also bought granola and sunflower seeds and fresh strawberries and yogurt. My plans was to eat good foods, that I might be healthier.

And I’ll have you know, I am becoming an expert at cooking asparagus. Don’t ask me what I did wrong the first time (back when I lived in Michigan), but I’m not having any problems now. Of course, when cooked up with mushrooms and served with butter, salt and pepper, pretty much anything would taste good. (Things that would not taste good still include: eggplant, zucchini, onions, and tomatoes. Lest anyone get the idea that I might eat such disgusting foods if they were served in this manner. Not gonna happen.)

The sweater that I was working on, I finished the 13 inches that I needed to, and then started and finished both sleeves, attached them, and am now working on the next 5 inches (I’m halfway done). Then there’s the row with the holes for ribbon, and then 5 more rows, and then it’s done. So I can definitely be done by Spring Break (which is the 19th). I’m floored that I was able to complete a sweater so quickly. Of course, it’s just a simple 2×2 rib, and short-sleeved, and a wide neck, but still… impressive. Hopefully it fits.

Plans for the weekend include homework, hopefully finishing the baseboard in Prince Charming’s bathroom, and more homework. (That was Friday-Saturday-Sunday, in that order, in case you were wondering.) Prince Charming has some stuff that will take him away from the house / require him to work on stuff instead of entertain me. Which is fine, since I have a paper to write this weekend for US History and about a zillion pages to read for my Contemporary World History class. And a mid-term on Tuesday for World History. And then there’s the sweater…. So you see, it’s all good. And hopefully next weekend we’re both much more free and can have some fun (it might even be nice enough outside to go for a walk or something!) I think we’re going to the church again on Sunday as well, which should be good.

Once more, with feeling

I passionate, passionately, hate Microsoft Update. There was an automatic update for my work computer, and now it’s asking me every 20 minutes if I want to restart my computer. No, I do not. I want to continue working on my computer, which is hard to do if it’s rebooting. Plus, it takes my computer an insane amount of time to boot, and I really don’t have the patience for that. OK, not to boot, but Google IM and our network email don’t get along, which means that my computer kinda just hangs there for awhile as they sort it out.

Last night was quite enjoyable. Prince Charming came over and we did… absolutely nothing. He was having a whole week of doing nothing, whereas I was celebrating having no homework for one evening. It was nice. We made Cheesy Crockpot Chicken (with fake chicken and without the crockpot) and watched some Star Trek Voyager. And he fell asleep. That was it. But so nice to do nothing for a change, or at least to be able to do nothing and not feel guilty that I should be doing homework.

I get to see baby Grant tomorrow!!!!!

Tuesday Twosome

I’d never…at least I don’t think I would ever

  1. List two items of clothing you would never wear again. Skinny jeans. Anything with shoulder pads.
  2. List two food items you would never eat again. That 100% Ghirardelli chocolate bar. Eggplant.
  3. List two types of music you would never intentionally listen to again. Rap. Banjo.
  4. List two TV shows you would never watch again. Dirt (that new one on FX). Rescue Me and Nip/Tuck tie (also on FX).
  5. List two beverages you would never drink again. Um… can I say orange juice? I must have had it when I was a child at least once, but I can’t remember ever consuming it. Also… certain restaurant’s margaritas.

I miss reading

I was just reading someone’s blog today (where she talked about all the books she read over the long weekend while home sick) and realized that I miss reading. Reading for fun and pleasure, that is, because, rest assured, I do a lot of reading these days. But history textbooks are not so much fun and pleasure. I promise. Even when it’s interesting and I’m enjoying the subject matter and learning things… it’s still not fun and pleasure. Perhaps history reading could be classified as such when it’s biographies, re-tellings of events, or even just… any book written for the normal person. Historians, as a lot, are not terribly interesting. This, of course, is strange to me, since history is, for the most part, incredibly interesting. It’s all a matter of packaging. History can be totally boring and mind-numbing if it’s all about wars and dates and geography. Conveniently, there are people out there in the world who realized that history is so much more than that. And, of course, there’s the danger of going too far the other direction and thinking that people will find it interesting that some historical figure had the same thing for breakfast every day, and how that symbolizes… blah blah blah. There’s a happy balance in there, and I hope to find my own version of it before attempting to teach junior highers.

Anyways… that’s not what I was originally going to blog about. What was I going to talk about? Thinking…

This weather we’re having sucks. Gosh, it’s a balmy negative 3 out! Sunny, though. It was especially pleasant yesterday morning when Prince Charming and I went to check out the pavilion at Como Park just before 9 am. I don’t think I appropriately expressed my pleasure with the site – it’s hard to be excited about anything that early or that cold, let alone both together. It’s really beautiful – or, at least, I could imagine that it would be when not covered in snow, swept out, and decorated. Really ideal for the kind of ceremony/reception that we’re having. Even if neither of our mothers like it. They’re not paying.

Oh – the big news of the weekend (as far as I’m concerned)! I finally called Mom yesterday to ask her if she would make my dress. She said yes! This is a huge relief to me (and a big cost savings, too). So we’ve still got our date to go looking at dresses, but then we don’t actually need to do anything until after the semester is over (I asked if she could do it in the three months of the summer, and she said she could do it in 2 weeks – excellent). Yay!

Also… watched the Superbowl yesterday. I must say… the most interesting half of a quarter I’ve ever watched (the first half of the first quarter), and the most exciting first 15 seconds of a game ever. Too bad Chicago didn’t win, but that’s the way it was.

Alrighty… back to work.

More, please!

I don’t think it’s actually possible for this day to get more boring. The work day, at least. I mean, it’s the first day of classes, so I logged on and did some work for my online class, but there’s not much I can really do without textbooks. Plus, nothing is due until next Friday. But I’m semi-organized for it. Getting the syllabus for my classes tonight and tomorrow morning should solidify that. It may sound like overkill, but if I’m going to take 3 classes and work full-time and still see my friends and boyfriend (all of which I’d like very much to accomplish, well, except the work part, but that’s really non-negotiable), I need to be organized.

It was really cold outside this morning! The Today Show said it was-4* when I got up, and then before I left for work it was-5*. That’s not how that’s supposed to go. Now it’s apparently a balmy 11* outside, and sunny to boot. Of course, that’s just what Firefox tells me – I can’t actually verify this.

I’m kinda excited for class tonight. It’s a new teacher, so that’ll be nice. And class is only 6-8:55, so I should get home at a decent hour (some schools have night classes 6-10, which is just hideous to think about). Really, now that I’ve gotten started, I just want to get all this basic required stuff out of the way so I can start on the “for real” stuff, you know, the graduate classes.

Yesterday Amanda and I both had the day off, so we went shopping and tried on glasses at Lenscrafters. I think I know what it is I’m getting now, or relatively in the right vein, and they’re all the same price, so I’ve just got to pony up the cash.

And then last night I did more cleaning at my house.

This was painful.
Mostly because of this.
But, the shelf
all the way up to the ceiling

is clean. And that’s pretty good.

Matea was quite upset that I cleaned instead of pet her all night.

Tuesday Twosome

A day late, a dollar short, whatever. I was sick. Give me a break.


  1. Two celebs that you feel are the most overexposed: Paris Hilton and Madonna
  2. Two news items you wish the press would stop talking about: the Rosie O’Donnell / Donald Trump thing. I could care less. Could everyone please shut up?
  3. Two songs that you are tired of hearing on the radio: I don’t listen to the radio that much, so… I got nothin’.
  4. Two TV shows that should NOT be renewed for another reason: The Apprentice – please, can it end now? Drrt, the new show on FX – we watched the first episode and it was CRAP. It will probably be renewed for multiple seasons, like Sex and the City and The Sopranos, neither of which would I / have I watched.
  5. Two movies (that are currently showing) that you would recommend: I’m not going to movies right now, so this isn’t from first-hand experience, but I hear that “Happy Feet” is fabulous. As for a second one, find a local theater that plays old/retro films.