While I've been anxious to get my butt over to Sprouts, I wasn't wanting to follow the masses and believe the hype just to be trendy. It seemed like I couldn't mention any form of produce without someone coming back with You should get them at sprouts! It's a store, people.
However, I must say...I'm jumping right on that big ol' band wagon - so make room.
Went there last night and found three items that I've read about, but didn't know existed in stores on the west coast. Up until now my options were: move to NY or pay oodles for shipping. No thank you.
Until now.
If you too would like to buy Fat Free shredded cheese, 1 point bagels and VitaMuffin products locally, you may. You should get them at sprouts!
Friday, July 24, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Outlook: Bleak
Sometimes the most interesting fact I have to share with people is that when silverfish die they have a fish-like skeleton, adding which is probably why they call them silverfish! for added pow. This is just sad, really, that that's the most interesting thing I have to say about myself.
Will this realization deter me from sharing this fact in the future? Absolutely not.
Will this realization deter me from sharing this fact in the future? Absolutely not.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Heat
You know when you're organizing your apartment and you're running around so much you end up creating all this heat (like 90+ degrees). You've got the fan going, but it's still so damn muggy in there you take off your shirt because you live alone and you're allowed to walk around in your bra and pj pants in lieu of sweating to death.
Deciding it's high time you put those vacuum-sealed storage bags to use, you pull the comforter, sheets, moving blankets and rope out of the hallway closet. You're scantily clad, sitting on the floor, and you pause, glance at the vacuum, the blankets, the rope and think this could be a really bad scene, should you suddenly have a heart attack or brain aneurysm.
Perhaps you should leave a note explaining "It's not what it looks like -- I was simply making space and it got hot."
Deciding it's high time you put those vacuum-sealed storage bags to use, you pull the comforter, sheets, moving blankets and rope out of the hallway closet. You're scantily clad, sitting on the floor, and you pause, glance at the vacuum, the blankets, the rope and think this could be a really bad scene, should you suddenly have a heart attack or brain aneurysm.
Perhaps you should leave a note explaining "It's not what it looks like -- I was simply making space and it got hot."
Monday, July 13, 2009
Where Did I Put That Damn Thing?
Let's see here...I know I just had it a minute ago...
Has anyone seen the remote??
Has anyone seen the remote??
Friday, June 12, 2009
Umm...
So I found myself snacking one day and reached into the bag for some more goodness only to have an unfamiliar object in my hand. My mind always jumps to A FINGER! (thanks to the Wendy's Chili woman)...
Here's what I pulled out:
Any guesses?
Spoiler Alert: It's a pretzel!! I know it looks like dehydrated bacon or as Denise called it "a creepy flesh strip like Hannibal Lector" but I assure you it's a pretzel. Awkard right? And yet majestic all at once. And for all of you thinking you're going to creat something based on this very idea - too late - I'm TMing that shiz. Pretzel Strips!
Here's what I pulled out:
Any guesses?
Spoiler Alert: It's a pretzel!! I know it looks like dehydrated bacon or as Denise called it "a creepy flesh strip like Hannibal Lector" but I assure you it's a pretzel. Awkard right? And yet majestic all at once. And for all of you thinking you're going to creat something based on this very idea - too late - I'm TMing that shiz. Pretzel Strips!
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Suisun Valley Review
The Suisun Valley Review has arrived and I couldn't be happier with the outcome!
Front Cover:
How my girl looks in the book:
My poem:
Front Cover:
How my girl looks in the book:
My poem:
Monday, May 18, 2009
Danger!
So I like to think that in the time of crisis I know just what to do. Say, for example, a 5.0 earthquake hits in a nearby city. A sane person would know to crawl under a sturdy dining table & take cover. There's even something called a safety pocket - where you place your body firmly up against your bed or couch. If something like a wall chunk or furniture should tumble down - it will hit the highest part of the couch or bed, falling at a slant so as to leave you safely nuzzled in said safety pocket.
A not-so-sane person probably would, say, I don't know...dump their glass of water into their friends lap, start charging for the front door only to turn back to a screaming friend and stand with her under the door jam, the two of you now screaming. Your friend is now crying while your other friend is talking calmly, girdle around her ankles, trying to talk sense into both of you from the bathroom.
If you find yourself opting for option two - don't feel bad. We've all been there. Very recently in fact.
Oh and p.s. - apparently it's very bad to run outside (although it seems like the safest option away from all the furniture, breaking mirrors & falling objects) because windows blow out, not in and you know...there's that whole crumbling building thing. Who knew? Guess it pays to have a friend who doubles as an Earthquake Safety Expert!!
A not-so-sane person probably would, say, I don't know...dump their glass of water into their friends lap, start charging for the front door only to turn back to a screaming friend and stand with her under the door jam, the two of you now screaming. Your friend is now crying while your other friend is talking calmly, girdle around her ankles, trying to talk sense into both of you from the bathroom.
If you find yourself opting for option two - don't feel bad. We've all been there. Very recently in fact.
Oh and p.s. - apparently it's very bad to run outside (although it seems like the safest option away from all the furniture, breaking mirrors & falling objects) because windows blow out, not in and you know...there's that whole crumbling building thing. Who knew? Guess it pays to have a friend who doubles as an Earthquake Safety Expert!!
Friday, May 15, 2009
Love/Hate
I've never been one to check my mailbox daily. Usually because the mailboxes are never on the direct route to my apartment. So after letting it fill for about three days I usually make the 50 step walk to the boxes, turn the key and have stuff falling out of it it's so full. 90% of it is junk mail & grocery store mailers...nothing that particularly has to do with me as a person, but me as a general consumer.
I hate the massive amounts of mail the stores send out and for whatever reason I don't immediately dump it into my kitchen trash. Instead I pluck out the Souplantation coupons (as their emails seem to have weened), stack it on my dining table, assuming that I might just use that KFC coupon along with my Hank's Pizza and Georgio's coupons - I never do. So after a long week of staring at the junk, I throw it all out.
Now this week is different and I've made big strides to check my mail daily. I'm waiting for my two Suisun Review books to arrive. Now yesterday when I went to check my mail there was NOTHING in there. Nothing. It was devastating and insulting all at once as though some huge mistake had been made and the guy in Apt 7 had ended up with TWO Pavilions packets. Now I'm not expecting to get actual letters from people, but what a let down! I always counted on receiving at least a mailer a day, but opening up to nothing is such a disappointment.
I hate the massive amounts of mail the stores send out and for whatever reason I don't immediately dump it into my kitchen trash. Instead I pluck out the Souplantation coupons (as their emails seem to have weened), stack it on my dining table, assuming that I might just use that KFC coupon along with my Hank's Pizza and Georgio's coupons - I never do. So after a long week of staring at the junk, I throw it all out.
Now this week is different and I've made big strides to check my mail daily. I'm waiting for my two Suisun Review books to arrive. Now yesterday when I went to check my mail there was NOTHING in there. Nothing. It was devastating and insulting all at once as though some huge mistake had been made and the guy in Apt 7 had ended up with TWO Pavilions packets. Now I'm not expecting to get actual letters from people, but what a let down! I always counted on receiving at least a mailer a day, but opening up to nothing is such a disappointment.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Oh Happy Day!
My loyal readers...I just received the most splendid news:
I'M GETTING PUBLISHED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just got an email from The Suisun Valley Review saying that they're publishing "Thanksgiving" in their Spring 2009 issue. This is a first for me - first time submitting, first time getting accepted. I was giddy, jumping all around the office essentially running amok.
And then I was terrified that I didn't like the piece enough to have it permanently inked in a book and secondly...it has the word "shitting" in it & how can I ever show my mother?
If anyone talks to her...tell her I was peer pressured to use colorful language.
Your now-famous friend,
Anna
I'M GETTING PUBLISHED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just got an email from The Suisun Valley Review saying that they're publishing "Thanksgiving" in their Spring 2009 issue. This is a first for me - first time submitting, first time getting accepted. I was giddy, jumping all around the office essentially running amok.
And then I was terrified that I didn't like the piece enough to have it permanently inked in a book and secondly...it has the word "shitting" in it & how can I ever show my mother?
If anyone talks to her...tell her I was peer pressured to use colorful language.
Your now-famous friend,
Anna
Silverfish
So I've had a flurry of silverfish in my apartment. Apparently this is common, because when I mentioned this to Denise who lives about 3 blocks away, she said she's always had a silverfish problem. And she keeps things pretty tidy so if she can have them...it kinda helped me not feel so grungy.
I usually catch them crawling around my bedroom, rather sprightly I might add, across my cottage cheese ceiling, which is best - easier to spot then when they're on the carpet. Gross.
Last week I saw one stuck in my ceiling light and he was a skinny little thing, probably a silverfish toddler of sorts. The following day I saw a larger fellow in there with him & the two were circling around that thing like they were in a relay race. The larger one kept trying to climb to the top of the light to escape but he'd slide back down every time. The little one really had no idea what he was doing or how he got there in the first place. Needless to say I saw toddler's skeleton through the light fixture the following day (kind of resembled a fish skeleton if you're curious - hence the name, I'm sure). The large one didn't seem too upset, but more frustrated because he still couldn't climb to the top to escape without ultimately sliding down.
I felt safe with the two of them stuck in there, but also guilty because I had the answer to their problem. I just couldn't bring myself to unscrew the light and risk them falling out onto me, getting lost in my hair.
I haven't seen either in over a week. I like to think they died a peaceful death and are resting in their grave, which is the base of the light fixture. I find myself dreading the fact that those bulbs will one day burn out & I'll find 50 dead silverfish in there.
On a happier note, I've seen a large decrease in overall silverfish activity. Perhaps those two were scouting out the the location for their clan and seeing as they didn't make it out alive the others abandoned ship. It helps me sleep at night, knowing they aren't crawling overhead...
I usually catch them crawling around my bedroom, rather sprightly I might add, across my cottage cheese ceiling, which is best - easier to spot then when they're on the carpet. Gross.
Last week I saw one stuck in my ceiling light and he was a skinny little thing, probably a silverfish toddler of sorts. The following day I saw a larger fellow in there with him & the two were circling around that thing like they were in a relay race. The larger one kept trying to climb to the top of the light to escape but he'd slide back down every time. The little one really had no idea what he was doing or how he got there in the first place. Needless to say I saw toddler's skeleton through the light fixture the following day (kind of resembled a fish skeleton if you're curious - hence the name, I'm sure). The large one didn't seem too upset, but more frustrated because he still couldn't climb to the top to escape without ultimately sliding down.
I felt safe with the two of them stuck in there, but also guilty because I had the answer to their problem. I just couldn't bring myself to unscrew the light and risk them falling out onto me, getting lost in my hair.
I haven't seen either in over a week. I like to think they died a peaceful death and are resting in their grave, which is the base of the light fixture. I find myself dreading the fact that those bulbs will one day burn out & I'll find 50 dead silverfish in there.
On a happier note, I've seen a large decrease in overall silverfish activity. Perhaps those two were scouting out the the location for their clan and seeing as they didn't make it out alive the others abandoned ship. It helps me sleep at night, knowing they aren't crawling overhead...
Atheist
So I was driving home from work yesterday and stopped at a red light (go me!) behind a country blue Volvo with what appeared to be a handmade ATHEIST sign in the back window. It was black & white and scotch-taped to the inside rear window. On the right hand side there was a smaller yin & yang sticker. Interesting combo, no?
I had a giggle because I realized he was trying to make a point opposite the religious folk that flaunt their beliefs freely, like he was trying to stick it to 'em, but couldn't find any ready made stickers of his liking so he fashioned one out of printer ink and paper.
I desperately wanted to see what this guy looked like. I caught part of his face in the side mirror and an eyebrow in the rear view and maybe a ponytail? Hard to tell.
Now I don't know if he caught me squirming to get a glimpse but I noticed his right hand on the back of the passenger seat with all fingers bent in making almost a loose fist EXCEPT for his middle finger which was fully extended. Is he flipping me off? No. Is he? Would he? Could someone casually rest their hand while accidentally flipping someone off? I attempted on my thigh, concluding that doesn't just accidentally happen. I was instantly offended, wondering what look I had that made him think I was then enemy.
I decided to test it out, see what if feels like. I stared into the distance doing the whole deep-in-thought-while-running-my-hand-along-my-chin maneuver and casually extended my middle finger just ever so slightly in front of the others. My own little revenge just in case he was actually flipping me off.
When I checked back, he'd bent his middle finger under like the rest of his hand. Was victory mine? Did he catch his mistake when seeing me accidentally flipping him off? Or are we both nuts?
Don't answer.
I had a giggle because I realized he was trying to make a point opposite the religious folk that flaunt their beliefs freely, like he was trying to stick it to 'em, but couldn't find any ready made stickers of his liking so he fashioned one out of printer ink and paper.
I desperately wanted to see what this guy looked like. I caught part of his face in the side mirror and an eyebrow in the rear view and maybe a ponytail? Hard to tell.
Now I don't know if he caught me squirming to get a glimpse but I noticed his right hand on the back of the passenger seat with all fingers bent in making almost a loose fist EXCEPT for his middle finger which was fully extended. Is he flipping me off? No. Is he? Would he? Could someone casually rest their hand while accidentally flipping someone off? I attempted on my thigh, concluding that doesn't just accidentally happen. I was instantly offended, wondering what look I had that made him think I was then enemy.
I decided to test it out, see what if feels like. I stared into the distance doing the whole deep-in-thought-while-running-my-hand-along-my-chin maneuver and casually extended my middle finger just ever so slightly in front of the others. My own little revenge just in case he was actually flipping me off.
When I checked back, he'd bent his middle finger under like the rest of his hand. Was victory mine? Did he catch his mistake when seeing me accidentally flipping him off? Or are we both nuts?
Don't answer.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Disablement
Dear Asics Shoes,
I am writing this letter, holed up in my recliner, unable to walk for any short period of time, even on my new plush carpet. I have blisters lining the outer edges of my feet, the size of egg-shaped silly putty containers.
I have always heard amazing things about your athletic shoes & find them aesthetically pleasing. Anytime I'd compliment someones running shoe, they'd always beam "Asics." It was as if everyone around me, strangers & friends, were a part of this new club and I just had to jump on the bandwagon.
I decided to go with the Asics Gel 1120 - just about the only pair under $80. I even waited in line for 43 minutes (Sport Chalet was having a one-day sale and I just so happened to show up that day. I was not privy to any discounts, mind you). What's not to like about the idea of gel cushioning your feet like walking around with feather pillows under foot?
I'll tell you what's not to like...BLISTERS. The first two times I wore them my heels ached. I wrote this off because I have exceptionally large arches. The third time, however, left me hobbling around on the inside balls of my feet - a nearly impossible feat. I'd even double-socked my feet pre-walk, worried that this sort of thing would occur. When it is more comfortable to wear high heels than walk around barefoot because the blistered flesh attaches itself to the hardwood floors - you know you have a problem.
I don't plan on wearing your shoes anytime soon, nor do I think I can get a refund. What have you to say?
Sincerely,
Disgruntled Customer
I am writing this letter, holed up in my recliner, unable to walk for any short period of time, even on my new plush carpet. I have blisters lining the outer edges of my feet, the size of egg-shaped silly putty containers.
I have always heard amazing things about your athletic shoes & find them aesthetically pleasing. Anytime I'd compliment someones running shoe, they'd always beam "Asics." It was as if everyone around me, strangers & friends, were a part of this new club and I just had to jump on the bandwagon.
I decided to go with the Asics Gel 1120 - just about the only pair under $80. I even waited in line for 43 minutes (Sport Chalet was having a one-day sale and I just so happened to show up that day. I was not privy to any discounts, mind you). What's not to like about the idea of gel cushioning your feet like walking around with feather pillows under foot?
I'll tell you what's not to like...BLISTERS. The first two times I wore them my heels ached. I wrote this off because I have exceptionally large arches. The third time, however, left me hobbling around on the inside balls of my feet - a nearly impossible feat. I'd even double-socked my feet pre-walk, worried that this sort of thing would occur. When it is more comfortable to wear high heels than walk around barefoot because the blistered flesh attaches itself to the hardwood floors - you know you have a problem.
I don't plan on wearing your shoes anytime soon, nor do I think I can get a refund. What have you to say?
Sincerely,
Disgruntled Customer
Friday, March 20, 2009
An Ode To Hershey's
T: Wait...my hands smell like poop.
M: What?
A: Did you go poop, girl?
T: No...they just smell like poop. Smell them.
M: (smells hands willingly) It's more like throw-up than poop.
T: Here smell.
A: No...it's ok. I'm eating chocolate. It's really ok.
T: They definitely smell though (says while continuing to smell hands )
M: Yea I definitely got a whif of something.
(pondering, pondering)
Girl, maybe it's your chocolate.
A: What? Sad. (smells chocolate) Hmm...it could be my chocolate...kinda farmy.
Long Pause
T: No - I think it's my hands. They smell like poop.
M: What?
A: Did you go poop, girl?
T: No...they just smell like poop. Smell them.
M: (smells hands willingly) It's more like throw-up than poop.
T: Here smell.
A: No...it's ok. I'm eating chocolate. It's really ok.
T: They definitely smell though (says while continuing to smell hands )
M: Yea I definitely got a whif of something.
(pondering, pondering)
Girl, maybe it's your chocolate.
A: What? Sad. (smells chocolate) Hmm...it could be my chocolate...kinda farmy.
Long Pause
T: No - I think it's my hands. They smell like poop.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Hi Jay, It's Grandma
I got a call Sunday from an 805 # so I let it go to message (when you're popular you have to screen your calls). The message went something like this:
"Hi Jay, it's Grandma I haven't heard from you in what feels like years. I got your number from mumble-mumble in China ...inaudible...just wanted to call and say I love you."
The woman had this cartoony Grandma voice - everything you'd expect it to be. I can see her wrapped up in her afghan and slippers with her address book on her lap making her Sunday phone calls. I felt so bad for this woman...perhaps it's been years since she's heard from Jay because so & so in China gave her the wrong number!!
So I decided to call her back to let her know the message didn't reach Jay. Easy enough, right?
Hi. I just received a call from you and I wanted to let you know you don't have the right number.
"Oh...let's see now. I called 3-1-0-5-6-7-3-1-7-5."
Right. That's my cell phone. I've had this number for about 4 or 5 years now.
"I'm trying to reach Jay. Do you know him?"
No I'm sorry I don't.
"He just moved to Cerritos. Does that help?"
No...I'm not familiar with that area.
"Ok well I live in Oxnard. Does that help?"
No. I'm sorry. (awkward laugh-awkward laugh-awkward laugh)
"Well Emily gave me this number - she's in China you know."
Right. Well...I'm assuming there was a typo in her email...I'm not really sure. I just wanted to call and let you know that Jay didn't get your message.
"Well I don't mean to put all this on you."
"Hi Jay, it's Grandma I haven't heard from you in what feels like years. I got your number from mumble-mumble in China ...inaudible...just wanted to call and say I love you."
The woman had this cartoony Grandma voice - everything you'd expect it to be. I can see her wrapped up in her afghan and slippers with her address book on her lap making her Sunday phone calls. I felt so bad for this woman...perhaps it's been years since she's heard from Jay because so & so in China gave her the wrong number!!
So I decided to call her back to let her know the message didn't reach Jay. Easy enough, right?
Hi. I just received a call from you and I wanted to let you know you don't have the right number.
"Oh...let's see now. I called 3-1-0-5-6-7-3-1-7-5."
Right. That's my cell phone. I've had this number for about 4 or 5 years now.
"I'm trying to reach Jay. Do you know him?"
No I'm sorry I don't.
"He just moved to Cerritos. Does that help?"
No...I'm not familiar with that area.
"Ok well I live in Oxnard. Does that help?"
No. I'm sorry. (awkward laugh-awkward laugh-awkward laugh)
"Well Emily gave me this number - she's in China you know."
Right. Well...I'm assuming there was a typo in her email...I'm not really sure. I just wanted to call and let you know that Jay didn't get your message.
"Well I don't mean to put all this on you."
At this point she got upset as though I had information and was not divulging. I continued to apologize in a wish-I-could-help-you sort of way, but I could tell she was still unclear with the entire situation. It was everything I could do at that point to get off the phone with Grandma.
Why on earth is Emily messing with Grandma all the way from China? I mean really!
Friday, March 13, 2009
Urgent
Because I know my readers follow in my every move, I kinda sorta forgot to tell you...I've deleted my Mint.com account. Don't get me wrong, I'm secretly still obsessed with the whole concept, but I had dinner with Michelle & Mateo Monday night and he instilled a great deal o' fear into me. I'll admit I was pretty cavalier about handing over my logins, which was stupid. I was just blinded by the "secure" website thing. Mateo works in networking and has all kinds of certification & a bachelors in the stuff so I'm just going to take his word on it. He said he would only feel safe if he installed the software onto his computer. I've also updated all of my login passwords...reader beware.
DELETE YOUR MINTS!!
DELETE YOUR MINTS!!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Magic
For those of you that have seen my apartment, you'll know that I had all kinds of scuffs on the wall from the movers and then a big black handprint above my bedroom window from when they installed new blinds. Rene, the apartment's handyman offered to come back for some touch-up painting when work slowed down. I've been waiting for over a month now and the spots really started to bother me.
I decided to google ways to remove dirt off walls. Nearly every link recommended Mr. Clean's Magic Eraser. I decided to go with the Original (4-pack for $3.44 @ Target) - they have one for just about every area in your house. You just wet the sponge and go at it. Honestly...I don't know what that thing's made of but it really is MAGIC. I really went at those walls and door jams - I wasn't showing any mercy.
Needless to say all scuffs have been removed, including ones I wasn't aware of. Who needs a man when you've got Mr. Clean Magic Erasers, right ladies?
I decided to google ways to remove dirt off walls. Nearly every link recommended Mr. Clean's Magic Eraser. I decided to go with the Original (4-pack for $3.44 @ Target) - they have one for just about every area in your house. You just wet the sponge and go at it. Honestly...I don't know what that thing's made of but it really is MAGIC. I really went at those walls and door jams - I wasn't showing any mercy.
Needless to say all scuffs have been removed, including ones I wasn't aware of. Who needs a man when you've got Mr. Clean Magic Erasers, right ladies?
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Mintrific!
So I'm still having some noise issues with the neighbors, and it's so damn tricky trying to figure out if apt 28 or 27 is giving me the trouble!! The two are so close to each other it's hard to tell what their layouts are. Either way - they are giving each other a run for their money. One side screams and slams doors, the other stomps up a storm and is running a furniture manufacturing warehouse out of theirs. I've never heard so much hammering in all my life. At least I think that's what I'm hearing...
Last Thursday I was getting my nails "did" (shoutout Missy Elliot!) and found this blurb about www.mint.com in my Star mag. Free financial organization blah blah blah. It sounded cool.
And boy is it ever!! I've been obsessed since first click. You upload all of your accounts - checking, savings, credit cards, loans, investments (hah!) etc. and this little gem figures it all out for you and sets you up on a monthly budget. It also categorizes your spending trends (scary!) and sends you alerts when each of your credit card payments is due. I've never been so tickled. There are tabs to see how you can save money by opening different accounts...I mean there's nothing this thing doesn't do.
Check it out peeps!
Last Thursday I was getting my nails "did" (shoutout Missy Elliot!) and found this blurb about www.mint.com in my Star mag. Free financial organization blah blah blah. It sounded cool.
And boy is it ever!! I've been obsessed since first click. You upload all of your accounts - checking, savings, credit cards, loans, investments (hah!) etc. and this little gem figures it all out for you and sets you up on a monthly budget. It also categorizes your spending trends (scary!) and sends you alerts when each of your credit card payments is due. I've never been so tickled. There are tabs to see how you can save money by opening different accounts...I mean there's nothing this thing doesn't do.
Check it out peeps!
Friday, February 20, 2009
Ahem...
I was woken this morning at 6:30 with something I like to call Neighborly Inconsideration. There is nothing like getting woken up an hour and 15 mins before your alarm goes off to something like this:
That's not faiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiir.
No he didnttttttttttttttttttttttttttt.
stomp.stomp.stomp.door slam.
(repeat)
Ok so it wasn't in English and everything was mumbled because it came in thru the ceiling but each and every last syllable was held out for an uneccessary amount of time. After an hour of it, I stormed up there hoping to talk to someone and ask them to keep it down. No one answered.
I called the manager at 9 and calmly explained the sitch. She's had trouble with them before and said she'll talk to them later today. Apparently a mother & her teenage daughter live there and I'll use her words..."you know how teenagers are."
Yes, yes I do.
Stay tuned.
That's not faiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiir.
No he didnttttttttttttttttttttttttttt.
stomp.stomp.stomp.door slam.
(repeat)
Ok so it wasn't in English and everything was mumbled because it came in thru the ceiling but each and every last syllable was held out for an uneccessary amount of time. After an hour of it, I stormed up there hoping to talk to someone and ask them to keep it down. No one answered.
I called the manager at 9 and calmly explained the sitch. She's had trouble with them before and said she'll talk to them later today. Apparently a mother & her teenage daughter live there and I'll use her words..."you know how teenagers are."
Yes, yes I do.
Stay tuned.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Under Construction...
The infamous chair:
Kitschy:
The oven couldn't fit in more with my taste (in case you can't tell that is seafoam):
My favorite part...the built-in bookcase:
The lamps that eventually put me in the poorhouse after purchase, shipping & end table necessities:
The dining area:
The dining table courtesy of San Diego (transportation provided by Ali Ito):
Stovetop area with a little moodlighting:
The best plate I've ever seen gifted by Carol:
My favorite shower curtain (thanks Ali for letting me bite off you!):
Kitschy:
The oven couldn't fit in more with my taste (in case you can't tell that is seafoam):
My favorite part...the built-in bookcase:
The lamps that eventually put me in the poorhouse after purchase, shipping & end table necessities:
The dining area:
The dining table courtesy of San Diego (transportation provided by Ali Ito):
Stovetop area with a little moodlighting:
The best plate I've ever seen gifted by Carol:
My favorite shower curtain (thanks Ali for letting me bite off you!):
Photo Shoot
I assume all mothers are like this, but I swear I have the cutest little girl on the planet:
lounging in grandma's clean underpants pile...
clearly a favorite pasttime...
awww what a cutie!
a lil groggy:
all tuckered out and sleepin on mama's lap:
lounging in grandma's clean underpants pile...
clearly a favorite pasttime...
awww what a cutie!
a lil groggy:
all tuckered out and sleepin on mama's lap:
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Salted Caramel Signature Hot Chocolate
Mary introduced me to Starbucks' Salted Caramel Signature Hot Chocolate over the weekend and I'll admit it was love at first sip. The first one I ordered was a grande and they were out of the sea salt they sprinkle on top but nonetheless it was still magical.
I tried to make a few alterations today to avoid fatty beverage guilt (FBG)...order nonfat milk, no whip & a tall instead of grande. Apparently they're all made with NF milk - just fyi. And I got suckered into adding the whip in the end - I was told I'd miss out on a lot of the flavor because they wouldnt be able to sprinkle the salt on top or the caramel sauce. I tried to be good...
I checked the points (after consuming said beverage) and was horrified to read that it was 11 points (9 w/0 whip)...ouch.
This will be one of those only-for-special-occasions drinks.
I tried to make a few alterations today to avoid fatty beverage guilt (FBG)...order nonfat milk, no whip & a tall instead of grande. Apparently they're all made with NF milk - just fyi. And I got suckered into adding the whip in the end - I was told I'd miss out on a lot of the flavor because they wouldnt be able to sprinkle the salt on top or the caramel sauce. I tried to be good...
I checked the points (after consuming said beverage) and was horrified to read that it was 11 points (9 w/0 whip)...ouch.
This will be one of those only-for-special-occasions drinks.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Trapped.
So I've been wrapped up in this furniture buying frenzy since last Thursday. I practically went from having ONLY bedroom furniture to owning an entire apartment full - so much so that I'm imagining having company over only to allow them in one at a time because there won't be any room left for us to move around. And how many people can you have crawling over your couch at one time to get to the bathroom? I mean I need to set limits.
I have the furniture arrangement all mapped out in my head. I see it all fitting together nicely and while Carol & I took measurements last Sunday I didn't exactly feel up to doing the math while shopping at Living Spaces. After several hours on an empty stomach I started just picking things all willy nilly just to get it over with. So while most of the pieces are from one set...there are no guarantees that it will all fit into my apartment.
Walking room is overrated anyways. Are you with me?
I have the furniture arrangement all mapped out in my head. I see it all fitting together nicely and while Carol & I took measurements last Sunday I didn't exactly feel up to doing the math while shopping at Living Spaces. After several hours on an empty stomach I started just picking things all willy nilly just to get it over with. So while most of the pieces are from one set...there are no guarantees that it will all fit into my apartment.
Walking room is overrated anyways. Are you with me?
Instincts.
What is it about a gut instinct and why it is always right? Is it the subconscious knowing more than we allow ourselves to accept? Or is our heart trying to protect us from believing what the mind already knows... it's a strange fascinating thing and I'm constantly challenged by it even when I feel like I've already learned my share of life lessons.
I am open to the possibilities of change and learning to accept that I will never know what's up ahead for me and why things work out the way they do. It's only after the fact when you pause and give a little "ah hah" and know that you were right to trust your gut from the start.
I am open to the possibilities of change and learning to accept that I will never know what's up ahead for me and why things work out the way they do. It's only after the fact when you pause and give a little "ah hah" and know that you were right to trust your gut from the start.
Friday, January 16, 2009
No Judgement.
So let's just say we all forget about the whole chair thing...I mean they practically gave it to me. When you think about what a steal I got on the couch and you average the two together it's really practical...is this working?
I swear I went in there determined to buy a chipper chicken but the instant my tooshy sat in "Riley" I just knew. Plus its wider so you get more chair... & it has a high back so you get more chair.
Really wishing I edited the price out of that last post before you all saw it.
Oh and that cheaper "charlotte" model chair...it's like the Ikea of La-Z-Boy. No bueno. And that famous "double bubble" fabric would've made the cheapest chair still come in at over $1600. Me & fabrics, I tell ya.
Let's just call this my one splurge/accent piece shall we? No judgement.
I swear I went in there determined to buy a chipper chicken but the instant my tooshy sat in "Riley" I just knew. Plus its wider so you get more chair... & it has a high back so you get more chair.
Really wishing I edited the price out of that last post before you all saw it.
Oh and that cheaper "charlotte" model chair...it's like the Ikea of La-Z-Boy. No bueno. And that famous "double bubble" fabric would've made the cheapest chair still come in at over $1600. Me & fabrics, I tell ya.
Let's just call this my one splurge/accent piece shall we? No judgement.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Decisions, Decisions
So I have this furniture fund in savings and I still have almost all of my living room stuff to buy. I need a really great chair - an accent piece if you will (and I hope that you will) - to really set things off. Mom & I (Amanda notice I didnt say Carol) went to La-Z-Boy on Sunday and I found THE chair. Only it sells for mucho dinero. Umm. The more I looked around at the awful prints & fabrics they had to offer I just really zeroed in on this one chair and tried to justify the price. It's not a rocker but it does recline and it would go p-e-r-f-e-c-t-l-y with my green couch (refer to older post).
Here she is...see what I mean? Mind you it would have dark brown legs.
Turns out it's the fabric that's so darn expensive...$400. Boo. So I'm taking to the streets to get some opinions. Oh and I found a cute chair that's less than half the cost of the one above...Opinions welcome!
same print, cheaper chair...
1st place amongst others...(and it'd hide the spills...)
not 100% on this one...
Here she is...see what I mean? Mind you it would have dark brown legs.
Turns out it's the fabric that's so darn expensive...$400. Boo. So I'm taking to the streets to get some opinions. Oh and I found a cute chair that's less than half the cost of the one above...Opinions welcome!
same print, cheaper chair...
1st place amongst others...(and it'd hide the spills...)
not 100% on this one...
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Things Are Looking Up
Ladies & Gents...the mixer has arrived! It weighs about 500 lbs and the box was weak & disheveled with a hole on one side exposing the mixer...looks like it had a very rough ride. The important thing is that it FINALLY reached me and just in time for the new apartment!
Speaking of which, I dropped off the deposit today and I'll sign the official contract & get my keys on Jan 23rd (moving in Sat Jan 24th) :)
Speaking of which, I dropped off the deposit today and I'll sign the official contract & get my keys on Jan 23rd (moving in Sat Jan 24th) :)
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
We're Close!
I do believe we're makin progress with that vintage kitchenaid mixer...
Anna Skelly has requested that you receive a Track & Confirm update, as shown below.Track & Confirm e-mail update information provided by the U.S. Postal Service.Label Number: 0278 5091 4018 7020 6604Service Type: Bound Printed Matter Delivery ConfirmationShipment Activity Location Date & Time--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Notice Left REDONDO BEACH CA 90277 01/13/09 12:31pm
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Windsor Palms
I got the apartment!!! I called Angelica this morning because I was too anxious to wait for her call & she said she has good news & the apartment is mine :) My move-in date is Saturday Jan 24th. The place is still being painted & re-carpeted/re-linoleumed so it won't be ready for another week anyhow. It's unit 12-A (yes, for Anna) nestled in the back corner so it should be pretty quiet back there & stay relatively cool. There's a pool (sorry kids no jacuzzi...) and from the looks of it I'll get my very own mailbox with my name above it on a sticky label. I won't be able to take Belly with me so she'll remain at Grandma's house. If you want to do a drive by the addy is 21007 Victor St, Torrance, CA. Pictures to follow!!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Stay Tuned...
I think I found an apartment. I'm dropping off my application today. It's not ready for move-in for another week or two. I know it's earlier than I'd planned, but Carol and I were viewing all sorts of places yesterday and stumbled upon this gem. It's very close by - on Victor between Maricopa & Torrance Blvd.
I'll keep you posted!
I'll keep you posted!
Friday, January 9, 2009
Slightly Freaking Out
So I STILL have yet to receive my vintage 1960's seafoam mixer. I've been in contact with the seller and she said it originally came back returned on her first try. She mailed it again right before the holidays and seeing as I haven't gotten the package I wrote her yesterday. She wrote back saying she's surprised I haven't received it but the holiday mail traffic had something to do with it and gave me the tracking #.
So this is what usps.com says:
Label/Receipt Number: 4209 0277 9102 7850 9140 1870 2066 04
Electronic Shipping Info Received-->
Status: Acceptance
Your item was accepted at 10:34 AM on January 6, 2009 in PALMER, MA 01069. Information, if available, is updated every evening. Please check again later.
Ummm...does that mean that some lucky ebayer ended up with a vintage mixer on my tab???
So this is what usps.com says:
Label/Receipt Number: 4209 0277 9102 7850 9140 1870 2066 04
Electronic Shipping Info Received-->
Status: Acceptance
Your item was accepted at 10:34 AM on January 6, 2009 in PALMER, MA 01069. Information, if available, is updated every evening. Please check again later.
Ummm...does that mean that some lucky ebayer ended up with a vintage mixer on my tab???
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Beauty Finds
I'll try to keep this post a little tamer for you with weak stomachs out there...
I love a good, tried & true beauty product and I have a few that I've stumbled upon and wanted to share the good news:
1) Dramatically Different Moisturizing Lotion in Tube $12.50
http://www.clinique.com/templates/products/sp_nonshaded.tmpl?CATEGORY_ID=CATEGORY14112&PRODUCT_ID=PROD3303
*This lotion was given to me as a sample by my good friends at Macy's and it's the best moisturizer I've used at this price. I have combination skin and usually by the end of the day I have a nice oily sheen on my T-zone, but since I started using this stuff it hasn't happened.
2) All About Eyes™ Rich $28.50
*This was a sample in my glamour mag and I LOVED it. Keeps the undereye area nice & moisturized and I like to believe it's keeping the crows feet away :)
Disclaimer: This post is not sponsored by Clinique. Opinions are based solely upon individual blogger's results. Results not typical.
I love a good, tried & true beauty product and I have a few that I've stumbled upon and wanted to share the good news:
1) Dramatically Different Moisturizing Lotion in Tube $12.50
http://www.clinique.com/templates/products/sp_nonshaded.tmpl?CATEGORY_ID=CATEGORY14112&PRODUCT_ID=PROD3303
*This lotion was given to me as a sample by my good friends at Macy's and it's the best moisturizer I've used at this price. I have combination skin and usually by the end of the day I have a nice oily sheen on my T-zone, but since I started using this stuff it hasn't happened.
2) All About Eyes™ Rich $28.50
*This was a sample in my glamour mag and I LOVED it. Keeps the undereye area nice & moisturized and I like to believe it's keeping the crows feet away :)
Disclaimer: This post is not sponsored by Clinique. Opinions are based solely upon individual blogger's results. Results not typical.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Poison Control
A sign that perhaps I watch too many programs like Cold Case Files, Snapped & Forensic Files...
I was woken suddenly Monday morning at 3 am with what felt like rolling thunder in my stomach. My first thought was: I WAS POISONED. I started to trace my meals...Dad cooked dinner and I was the only one hit - he wouldnt poison me. I did have leftover chinese for lunch but no symptoms when I ate it the day before. Ah hah! My leftovers were left unattended in the garage fridge, surely they'd been tampered with.
Who thinks that way? It can't be normal...
I tossed & turned and quickly realized I better get my arse to a toiley. I sat there sweating and feeling like I was about to pass out. Worried that I'd hit my head on the tub & not be discovered till dawn, I crawled into Mom & Dad's room. After three grueling hours at war I loaded up on imodium and went to bed. I'm back at work, regretfully, but I'm hoping the bout with the stomach flu is all behind me. Literally.
I was woken suddenly Monday morning at 3 am with what felt like rolling thunder in my stomach. My first thought was: I WAS POISONED. I started to trace my meals...Dad cooked dinner and I was the only one hit - he wouldnt poison me. I did have leftover chinese for lunch but no symptoms when I ate it the day before. Ah hah! My leftovers were left unattended in the garage fridge, surely they'd been tampered with.
Who thinks that way? It can't be normal...
I tossed & turned and quickly realized I better get my arse to a toiley. I sat there sweating and feeling like I was about to pass out. Worried that I'd hit my head on the tub & not be discovered till dawn, I crawled into Mom & Dad's room. After three grueling hours at war I loaded up on imodium and went to bed. I'm back at work, regretfully, but I'm hoping the bout with the stomach flu is all behind me. Literally.
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