For the majority of today, I will be manning a virtual booth—at a virtual trade show. I just figured out the hours, 9-5, were in Central time. So it doesn’t really end until 6! My boss said I could go home during one of my breaks and finish from there.
I’d rather spend this on an amazing fall wardrobe instead of my car.
I think you should write a memoir about your experiences. It can be called,...– Eric I think he’s on to something.
This is how many numbers my Audix password needs to be.
Crowd Sourcing: Bedding
Our box spring and mattress are really thick. Even when I buy “deep pocket” sheets, they still barely fit. The same is true for comforters. Do any of you have this problem? What brands do you use to overcome this?
Apologies are in order.
This morning I apologized to the mechanic at the body shop for the horrible stench coming from the inside of my car. I think rain must have leaked into somewhere, somehow during the storm. THE SMELL, you guys. It’s bad.
Car won't start, AAA on their way.
Did anyone just feel another aftershock?
I swear I felt a faint rumbling…
Get in my car this morning to a) go to work, and b) drop my dad off at the Metro and what do you know—my car wouldn’t start. Dead battery. SWEET! Luckily my dad had driven down to our place so I’m borrowing his for the time being.
It's a "Me" Night
Eric is headed to a friend’s house tonight for their fantasy football draft. I, on the other hand, will get comfy on the couch—drink in hand—and watch a movie. Or HGTV. OR BOTH! Because I can. Now—do I stick with wine or hit up the ABC store and get a little liquor?
My heart hurts for OBX.
Forget the players...
the team name is the most important thing. I did a bit of Googling and came across these gems. I will probably go with Brady Gaga…or Jersey Leshoure. Kibbles ‘n’ Vicks Jersey Leshoure Whatchu Talkin’ ‘Bout Hillis? Forte-Year-Old Virgin Forgetting Brandon Marshall Brady Gaga Hines your Kids, Hines your Wife Let’s Get Rasharded Addai’d in your Arms Tonight ...
NOW I KNOW
Now I know what it feels like to be bombarded with information about a topic you don’t know—or really, care to know—much about. I bet this is how Eric felt while I was planning our wedding. Me: “Do you like this green or this green?” Eric: “I don’t know, they look the same.” Me: “Pick one!” Eric: “Fine, that one.” Me:...
I signed up for Fantasy Football.
The only things I know about football are: Beer Koozies Dips Touchdowns Quarterback Eric’s making me do some research.
Ahh! The notification emails that I have a new comment on a blog post are all...– First World Problems
At what point did we take the childhood out of childhood? Without question, our...– Is Childhood Going Out of Style? - Yahoo!
I think Pippa looks like a 30-something year old...
After peeling off nail polish #2 of the week, I walked to Rite Aid on my lunch break, bought some nail polish remover pads, nail strengthener and a file/buffer. I will only be wearing clear for the next week.
So, should I sign up for Tumblr Buddies?
I’ve never done it, but it looks awesome.
Earthquake 2011: Things I'm Irrationally Annoyed...
1) That photo of the lawn chairs that’s going around was so last year. Come on, guys! It’s from a 3.something magnitude earthquake that “rocked” Sykesville, Maryland. No one came up with that as a result of today’s quake. 2) Screw you, NYC. It’s not “YOUR” earthquake.
Road rage is flaring up.
Cannot tolerate earthquake traffic.