Wednesday, June 30, 2010

California Gurls

I am a born and raised Southern California girl.  I've never lived anywhere else, and really don't vacation or travel that often either.  So I really appreciated this...

Update:  Bug bites still annoying and swollen but surprise dorm lunch made me feel much better.  I'm ready for a food coma nap, but have two and a half hours left until I get out of here...
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Falling Apart

I'm struggling with life today.  If you don't want to hear me whine, please skip this post and come back tomorrow.  Thanks.

I woke up yesterday with bug bites all over me.  That's what happens when you live in a little apartment with huge windows (and crappy screens) that you have to keep open at all times to keep it cool enough to be liveable.  I barely noticed them at first, but then they started iching.  And then they grew to be huge ugly welts that seem to be radiating heat.

And then I woke up this morning feeling like my ring finger was going to explode.  So I yanked off my ring (to some resistance from my swollen finger) and realized that the stupid bug bit my finger too.  Now I have a sad bare hand with a red ugly finger, that I've decided to share for your viewing pleasure on this Wednesday morning.  It's harder to see in this picture, but it's pretty gnarly (you can see where my rings cut off the circulation to the rest of my finger).

Now I can't get my ring back on, so I put it on my right hand, which is already having issues of its own.  With all the awesomeness of Vegas also comes the unidentified party injuries (UPI's), which this time, included bruises all the way down my left shin.  It also included my stupid, hung over brain thinking it was ok to jam my hand into my suitcase to grab something and accidentally impale myself on my razor blade.  Thus the bandaid on my finger.  At least my rings still fit perfectly on this hand.

On top of the bug bites, the cuts, the bruises and the unfortunate issues with my wedding ring not fitting on the correct finger, I made the idiotic choice to wear cute shoes to work today.

All the ladies out there understand what I'm saying.  These shoes are really cute.  Love the little bow on the toe.  I get compliments every time I wear them.  Got them on sale at DSW on top of it.  But as soon as I start walking across the street from my parking lot, I always realize that these are the most uncomfortable pair of shoes that I own.

So I'm ichy, I have welts and bruises all over my body, my ring finger is swollen and painful, my pointer finger has a gaping wound (you're lucky I spared you from that picture), and I'm giving myself blisters as we speak.  Oh and did I mention the new workout that I tried last night will likely have me progressively more sore as the day goes on? 

But Hubby surprised me with a fantastic salmon curry dinner last night.  And it's girls night tonight.  And I'm taking Friday (and next Monday - Wednesday) off.  So things will be ok.  As soon as I can get my wedding ring back on the right finger.

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Tuesday, June 29, 2010

A Vegas Story

Before we get into my Vegas picture book (not the kind of picture book that you read to your kids), I just want to comment on the fact that it's raining misting outside my window right now.  I think that I need to move to the desert.

Speaking of the desert, I'd now like to share my Vegas weekend in pictures.  Please understand that cocktails are a part of every picture, even if you can't see them. 

We started off with our 45 minute flight
(and a double screwdriver in the airport at 10am,
and a single on the airplane at 11:15)

Yes, I am so cool (read: drunk) that I wear my sunglasses on the plane.
Then we arrived at our gloriously over the top Vegas hotel looking totally adorable...
and headed straight to the pool to enjoy the sun (and another 3-4 drinks)

And then when we were sufficiently overheated (again, drunk)
We headed off to shop and then nap and eat pizza
(Papa Johns delivers to the hotel.  Yes, we're classy.)
until the rest of the girls arrived..

At which time we made ourselves look gorgeous
(and started drinking again)
And headed out to our first night of fun...

(After stealing sharing drinks at a table of old guys we'd never met before
I drank danced so much that I forgot to take any more photos)

We had so much fun that we arrived back at our hotel around 4am
and enjoyed meal #1
from our beloved Grand Lux Cafe.
A classy selection of chicken fingers, french fries, spinach and artichoke dip, and pizza.

Suffice to say we were feeling pretty full awesome the next morning
so we headed straight back out to the pool (and started back in on the screwdrivers)

Day two was pretty awesome too. 
More pool time with a fabulous cabana (with spiked frozen lemonades)
Yummy poolside lunch (and a pitcher of sangria)
And then nap time inside with the most awesome Lifetime original movie EVER
Starring Micha Barton

Then we (prepartied and then) went out for a fabulous dinner at SushiSamba

The obligitory elevator picture.

(Dinner clearly also included cocktails)

And headed out for night two at one of the hottest clubs in Vegas.
I know that only because the line was about two hours long
But luckily,
We don't stand in lines.

We started out looking hot..

And then things got a little hazy (drunk)...

And once people's feet started to hurt

We headed back off to Grand Lux...
The place of all happiness.

There are no pictures from the last day, my friends.
Because we were looking pretty haggard (hungover)
And so we hopped in a cab,
Ate some greasey food,
And flew back into the gloomy haze that is home.

And then I jumped back into Hubby's arms (and made him get me fro yo)
And we lived happily ever after.
The end.

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Monday, June 28, 2010


I have returned to Los Angeles after three days, two clubs, two trips to Grand Lux, one delicious gourmet dinner, one (also delicious) Papa Johns dinner, zero gambling, ten total hours of sleep.  We layed by the pool and the cabana, (sort of) watched the World Cup, shopped, ate, drank, danced in VIP booths and watched one unbelievably awesome Lifetime original movie.  I wish I could tell you how many alcoholic beverages I consumed, but I'm not sure that I can count that high. 

All in all, yet another ridiculous and successful Vegas trip.  I don't think that the lows dropped below 77 degrees, even at 4am, so the gloomy cloud cover in LA is making me seriously consider hopping back on a plane this afternoon.

More details and fun to come once I upload a few photos (I really slacked on the picture taking this weekend, but I think there are still a few fun ones in there), but in the mean time, please enjoy this one of my pale legs (this was right when we got there...I swear, I'm much tanner now) and fabulous pedicure poolside at the Venetian.  Sigh.  I love you, Vegas. Pin It

Thursday, June 24, 2010

The Sin City Checklist

Has anyone ever noticed that getting ready for a trip to Vegas takes a lot more work than getting ready to go anywhere else?  If you haven't realized that I'm a compulsive overplanner by now, then you haven't been reading closely enough.  But I really do feel like I more thoroughly prepare to go to Vegas than I do for anything else. 

My pre-Vegas checklist includes the following essentials:

*Gym time has become a priority in the weeks leading up to the trip (no one wants to be the fatty in all of the pictures..although sadly I think that's going to be me this time around...even with my gym rat status at Equinox)

*Nails are done (for the first time since the wedding)

*Hair looks decent (my cheap-future-home-buying-ass decided it was good enough this time to go for an $130 cut and color)

*Base tanning complete (via spray tan, tanning beds, or a combination of the two)

*New bathing suits and tiny dresses have been purchased (the sluttier and flashier, the better - this is Vegas and you will probably only wear them once because you wouldn't be caught dead in the same dress on facebook for two major events in a row and you really can't get away with Vegas dresses anywhere else)

*All makeup and hair accessories have been packed (throw in the fake eyelashes, black eyeliner, eye shadows and bronzer that you would never use on a daily basis - I don't even wear them when I go out anymore - and the straightener, curling iron, hairspray and enough bobby pins to run a hair salon for a week) 

And all of this so that you can arrive in a place where you know (and want to meet) no one except your girlfriends and drink yourself into a hot mess only to laugh at how ridiculous you looked in the pictures from 3 a.m. the next morning.  At least you look cute at the beginning of the night.  Like in this fabulous picture of all of the girls at my bachelorette (aka best Vegas weekend in history)...

I can't effing wait.
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Tuesday, June 22, 2010

My Favorite Things

I've decided to share a few of my favorite things, a la Oprah.  Anything that woman does is amazing in my book.  My favorite things are not as awesome and, sadly, I'm only able to give you the idea and not the actual item.  But now that I may have a few readers out there, I can share any awesome ideas you. 


The first and most awesome favorite thing is the photobooks off of a little website called Shutterfly.  I have been on a lot of different websites and these photobooks are marvelous.  Check out this one that we used as a guest book at our wedding.  I knew that I wanted a photo guest book and after a lot of research (shocker), I discovered that this was the best you can get for the money.  They're still a little pricey, but totally worth it.


After the wedding, I realized what a huge expense it was going to be to buy a photobook after the already huge-er expense of the photography and the wedding.  And, you can only choose up to like 100 photos!  Are you kidding me?  So I made myself a Shutterfly wedding album.  And then a Shutterfly honeymoon album.  And I'm now I'm making a Shutterfly "engagement" album with photos from the last year and a half.  I'm a little obsessed.  I probably shouldn't be doing as much of this at work as I am (enjoy the stealthy take-a-picture-with-my-phone-of-my-work-computer photo of my current work in progress)...

But it's so fun!  I love photos.  We all know that.  But I never have enough room to frame them all (especially when there are so many cute ones!) and then the loose photos end up sitting around in boxes until I decide I can toss them.  As much as I'd like to pretend that I'm crafty, I'm really not.  I'm not a great scrapbooker.  And I usually don't even have the patience to take the pictures and shove them in the crappy little photo albums.  But this combines my nerdy undercover love of technology and my overall obsession with all things photo related into total bliss.  Watch out once I have kids.  I'm going to be popping out a new one of these things every week.

My other favorite thing is a little something for those of you with iPhones and way too much time on your hands.  Hubby introduced this iPhone game to me a few nights ago and I totally blew him off.  I don't play videogames on my phone.  If anything, I play on intelligent applications like Bookworm or Words With Friends or even Solitaire. 

And then I picked it up and tried it.  And I was hooked.  Shit.  So I present, for your embarrassed enjoyment on the d/l, or for you to triumphantly share with your man (because he will be hooked)...

Angry Birds (on my ghetto iPhone)

...yes, that's what it's called...

It's $1 at the App Store.  You put little birds in a sling shot and try to shoot little pig heads with them.  The pigs stole the birds' eggs.  It sounds lame.  It is kind of lame.  But if you're not addicted to it after a couple of're just much cooler than me.  And I accept that.

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Monday, June 21, 2010

Fat and (Un)Happy

This weekend was full of super fun celebrations, from birthdays to Fathers Day (for two fathers now!).  I'm dissapointed but not truly surprised to say that I totally blew my diet and now feel like a fat cow with four days left until I leave for Vegas.  Bravo fatty.  Even a morning workout didn't make me feel much better.  In fact, it just made me so hungry that my coworker could hear my growling stomach from across the hall.  Fail.

Also this weekend, I parked my car to go to breakfast and came back to find my left side mirror broken off.  No note.  No explanation.  Some douche decided it wouldn't be a problem to hurt my poor little car and just leave it there.  I'm kind of over my car anyway and now it looks even sadder and more run down than before.  I'm waiting for the quote from the body shop to decide whether to persue this with the police (who will likely be able to do less than nothing for me) or just drop it.

Hubby has agreed to trade cars with me, for his cute little Focus (looking awesome with its post-wedding decorations in this pic), but I'm not sure that I'm going to accept his generosity.  My car is bright red and pretty girly, so if nothing else, I'm going to take the flower stickers off the back (from a Hawaii trip at 17) before I let him take it for anything other than errands. 

And despite all of that, I am super excited for Vegas this weekend and for some kind of mini vacation with Hubby over a looong 4th of July weekend.  I'm hoping that I will report back somewhere around July 8 and be just as tan, thin, and relaxed as I was the day I returned from my honeymoon (love this pic from our sunset cruise...except for my super sexy shiny face...I like to think that I was "glowing").  Or at least as tan and relaxed.  Let's be realistic.
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Friday, June 18, 2010

Spoiled Wife

I'm reaching the end of a wonderfully chill work day and getting to the point where I've checked every website that I'm remotely interested in.  So I thought I would share my updated list of "I wants" with you. 

I mostly want to share because Hubby (formerly Mr. H...I've decided that name sounds way to stuffy to be him) says that I can't have any of them right now because I'm too spoiled and I'm going to come to expect it.  News flash - 5 1/2 years of spoiling later, you're not going to change any bad habits :-).  So here are my "I wants," along with my everso convincing justifications to Hubby of why I really truly need them.

Brace yourself.  There are a lot of them.

The first one is more of an "I need" than an "I want."  My poor little first gen iPhone is on its last legs and the speaker only works intermittently.  Consequently, this is the only thing that I actually get to have.  And, let's not lie, being the total undercover tech geek that I am, I'm super excited about it!  Here's my ghetto old iPhone looking sad and tired...

Then there's my iPad, which I will swear up and down will provide me with all kinds of helpful tools that I can use in place of a planner, books, my already dead laptop, etc. etc.  In actuality, who knows, but it would definitely be a fun toy...

And the bike, which we've already reviewed a few times.  I struggle with this justification up against the rest of them, because it would be totally rad...for when we go for bike rides...on the weekends...every once in a while.  But I swear we'd go more often if I had a great bike instead of my crappy old mountain bike from when I was 12!  For some reason, I looove white bikes...

If you know me, you know that I love photos.  I've always thought that once I had a baby, I would get one of those fabulous digital SLR cameras with the lenses that you can switch out for super gorgeous pictures.  Annnnnnnd I've now decided that I want one sooner than that.  To document our house hunting, our first home, our puppy, our vacations, etc.  Makes sense, right?  This one looks wayy to intense (read: expensive) for me but you get the point...

And now we jump out of the realm of true possibility and into fantasy land.  Hubby and I both have older cars and have vowed to drive them into the ground.  And (knock on wood) we probably won't have to replace them any time soon.  It would throw a kink in the whole brand new mortgage payment idea.  But when I do get one...the Ford Fiesta (pre-baby/Jakes car) and the Edge (baby car) are my realistic options, which I do love...

but the Prius and the Lexus (oooooooh the Lexus) are the ones that I really want...

The last three kind of go without saying, but they're the most important ones, so I'll throw them out there.  The puppy, the house and the baby babies.  Duh.

So that's the bulk of it.  No big deal, right?  I'm totally not a crazy demanding spoiled wife.  But, when it comes down to it, all I really need is this..

Me and Hubby walking off into happily ever after...
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Thursday, June 17, 2010


So in case you haven't realized it from my other posts, I'm going to VEGAS with the girls one week from tomorrow and I'm VERY excited about it!  Consequently, I've been trying to be "healthy me" which includes multiple gym workouts and eating as healthy as I can without being miserable.  This is different than "crazy me" which includes seeing the gym more than I see my husband and going on a modification of the South Beach diet that is really just eating greens.  "Crazy me" was only spotted before my pinning and my wedding, so it doesn't come out very often. 

So, trying to be healthy, I went to kettle bell on Tuesday and went to yoga on Wednesday at lunch.  And now I'm so sore that I can barely walk.  Oops.  No gym for me tonight.  Also on the healthy train, I've been eating nothing but fruit for breakfast and lean cuisines for lunch (trust me, I'm getting to the story here).

Every Wednesday night is girls night.  It began with a group of three of us when A and I were roommates and H still lived elsewhere.  We started meeting up on Wednesdays for cocktails and catch up at the local bars.  Since then, the group has expanded and contracted and we all moved in together and then I moved out, but we always keep up the girls night and it always involves some form of alcoholic beverage, and usually some form of greasy food. 

Last night was no exception.  It was the first time we'd actually ventured out of the apartment in a while with the chilly Los Angeles weather being in the 60's during the "winter" (which is totally unacceptable for me), and we headed to our local favorite down the street.  G was there and I hadn't seen her in ages, and M showed up too which was a great treat! 

So we split our usual chicken fingers and sweet potato fries...and some spinach artichoke dip when M got there...

And we drank our usual double sugar free redbull vodkas, which were just about the same color as the water that the waitress wisely served us (the cocktail is on the left, the water is on the right)....

And all of the glasses ended up looking like this....

So after the very light cocktails and the "healthy" eating and the multiple workouts, you can bet that I'm feeling pretty awesome this morning.  Not only are my muscles sore, but I'm still feeling the effects of the mostly vodka cocktails.  But Thursday morning is just another reason that I love Wednesdays :).
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Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Great Lives

I work on the 15th floor of a building that sits next to a row of other skyscrapers and I am completely fascinated by window washers.  I can't believe that anyone is brave enough to be hoisted up by a few little cords in a creepy little box, which they lean out of to clean windows when they're twenty stories in the air.  They were doing the building two doors over a few weeks ago and now they're doing the building next door...
Maybe this isn't a big deal for anyone out there that has worked in tall buildings for a while, but coming from a basement office where I couldn't stretch out my arms without being in someone else's space, it's still kind of fascinating for me. 

I've been thinking a lot about my job lately and about how lucky I am.  I've been here for seven months now and I'm slowly reversing the effects of three years of being told that work should be my absolute 24/7 priority.  My boss has sternly told me three times now that I need to relax.  I was told yesterday that she didn't want to see me in the office until 9am (and I was given a look when she caught me here at 8:45 this morning as I try to adjust). 

And I was sent home at noon yesterday for an unexpected half day because I worked for a couple of hours on the weekend.  At my old job, when you worked overtime, you were expected to be there the next day no matter what.  Here, you're expected to take time off no matter what.  It's a complete 180 for me, but I absolutely love it. 

So yesterday, I celebrated my half day by wandering around in a light flowy maxi dress and enjoying all of this...
Kettle bell workout at the gym (my butt, thighs, back and arms are all aching today)...

Followed by a nice nap in the tanning bed (have to get a base before Vegas!)...

Then a drive out to see J, who has been off the grid at law school for wayyy too long and is finally back where she belongs...

And closed off by a few hours cuddling on the couch with Mr. H and watching the new season of True Blood, which we are both totally and completely obsessed with.

All in all, it was a great day thanks to my great boss at my great job.  My friends often like to say that "we have great lives," and yesterday, I felt that 100%.
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Monday, June 14, 2010

Secrets Don't Make Friends

I've been thinking about sharing this blog with other people since I first started it.  And I've kept it a secret because, let's not lie, I'm a little embarassed about it.  But the more I think about it, the more I realize that this could be a great tool to keep in touch with friends who live far away or who I don't get to see very often. 

So I think that today, I will open myself up to a select group of people, including those whose blogs I've been reading anonymously over the last few months.  It's because of them that I'm getting up the courage to share.  I just hope that I don't bore anyone to death. Pin It

Friday, June 11, 2010

Baby Crazy

I have always loved children.  My dream job has always been to be a mom.  Me being baby crazy shouldn't (and doesn't) surprise anyone at all.  But I am slowly seeing a transformation from my "Aren't they cute! I could play with them all day!  Or...until they get cranky" baby attitude to a more serious fascination.

If you haven't noticed yet, when I have something that I want, I become consumed with it.  I begin to research, read about it and learn everything I can.  And lately, I've subconciously begun to (as previously mentioned) stalk my young mother aquaintences on facebook (none of my close friends are quite at that stage yet...and they all quite frankly think I'm out of my mind).  And I'm more interested in the section with the celebrity babies than I am with the normal stories (aren't Jennifer Garner's kids adorable??).  And I've moved from following mommy blogs of people that I peripherally know to mommy blogs of people I don't really know at all...just to hear their stories and see their pictures and celebrate in how much pure joy comes along with all of the stress, exhaustion and tears of motherhood.

Then there's the baby related television, from the TLC shows that I watched when I was out sick yesterday, to the eight precious children that I've mentally adopted on Kate Plus 8, even to the ridiculous teen mothers and their little ones on 16 and Pregnant.  I just can't get enough of it.

We had dinner with some family friends last weekend and they have an adorable two year old who I couldn't get enough of.  Our friends were raving about parenthood and tried to convince Mr. H that it's not that scary and can be totally fun (major points for them).  And then, last night, after a few glasses of wine, he mumbled out a few words that I've been dying to hear. 

"I want to have a baby now."

Yes.  YES.  YES!!  Clearly he was not serious in the "now" part, but I'm slowly and surely increasing his comfort level with this whole baby thing so that he's "ready" at the same point I am.  Which is technically now.  But is realistically once we've bought the house, settled in, gotten our puppy, and raised her out of her puppy stage.  Then, I will be truly ready.  Or maybe just a bit before.  Like tomorrow. 

Because, honestly, who can say no to that cute little face?
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Monday, June 7, 2010

On the Hunt

Mr. H and I took a big step in our hunt for the house this weekend and went on a three hour, eight house expedition with our realtor (that's right, our relator...we also have an our mortgage guy...).  I loved every second of it. 

We found two houses that were adorable, a few houses that were acceptable, and a couple of houses that just didn't make the cut.  One of them had coloring on the walls, odd spill splotches on the carpet, and stickers on all of the cabinets that were under four feet tall.  Suffice to say, we hauled out of that one as quickly as possible.  And although there were two houses that were great, they each had their flaws.  One was a perfect little house, but was on a teeny tiny lot and right up next to its neighbors (and it was a short sale which brings on a whole other set of heartache). 

The other (left) was an older, only ok house on a huge corner cul de sac lot that was ridiculously private and cozy.  The house itself wasn't falling apart, but to be really happy with it would involve redoing almost everything in it (including the currently blue carpet)...and maybe even ripping out a wall or two.  So there will be no offers going out from the H's this week, but it was a good start.
I think that Mr. H had fun, but he was a little tentative about the whole thing by the end.  He's such a wonderful husband, and he wants to make sure that he's in a place where he could comfortably afford the whole mortgage by himself tomorrow if I were to get pregnant.  Romantic and adorable?  Definitely.  Realistic?  Probably not.  I'm in the school of thought of "buy a house as soon as you can, and buy the most house that you can afford" and that's what I'm pushing for.  But he did make me feel quite guilty for pushing him into a situation where he's not quite comfortable yet (which I've been doing for the last five and a half years...) and we compromised on a slightly slower time scale...but one in which all bets are off if we really do find the house.

In the mean time, I will continue to hunt away!
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