Sunday, February 22, 2009

cleaning, organizing and bragging

is what I did this weekend in a nutshell.

friday: got to see my sister in law who flew in from the philippines, she made us a wonderful dinner

saturday: woke up bright and early to clean and start weekend chores. i pulled all of my jewelry out of plastic bins and organized it to look like this:




i don't have a great collection of jewelry, but i am hoping now that it is out i will wear what i have more often.


then tc and i went on a date day. we had a light lunch at pf changs, went shopping, bought this (sorry, it is a terrible picture that doesn't come close to doing the necklace justice):




which actually has a story behind it. i bought this same necklace at the tiffany's in new york city 3 years ago. it was so gorgeous, and i just loved it to pieces. unfortunately when i got home some things happened and before i even got to wear it i needed the money and had to return it. on saturday, travis came up to me and said we should go replace that necklace i had to return. it turns out, i still love it just as much! and this time i'll get to keep it!

we strolled around the mall a little bit, i bought a bunch of other stuff I "needed", we went to the bookstore, a fantastic dinner, downtown for some cookies, then home for movie watching.

today we went couch shopping which i can already tell is going to be a total beating. hopefully today will not be a good example of future shopping adventures.

all in all, i'll put a mark in the w column for this weekend. the only way it could have been better is if it were longer. oh, and if i didn't have to do my own chores

how I know the economy in Dallas is okay

-30 minute wait at p.f. changs at 2 oclock in the afternoon
-at 4pm we tried to make reservations at stephen pyles for the same evening, none until 9:30
-tried Hibiscus, none until 9:45
-finally decided on The Porch. (it was awesome!!) got right in, but it was packed by the time we left, as were all of the other places to dine surrounding it.

i think we're doing okay down here

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Sunday at the winery

=awesome

Friday, February 13, 2009

Product Rave: Scrubbing Bubbles Mega Shower Foamer

I have a hard time getting my bathtub sparkling clean. I think it has something to do with apartment bathtubs because I had the same issue in my last place. They put in these bathtubs that have no slip bottoms for liability reasons I'm sure, but the result is bathtubs that are virtually impossible to shine. I finally found something that worked in my last apartment but of course it didn't work here.

Most of the products I used didn't work and some would work okay but would give that splotchy clean, so I was spending a ton of time scrubbing with each cleaning. The Magic Eraser has worked wonders for my new bathtub has far as getting it clean but it dissengrates before I'm done with one cleaning, it takes a lot of elbow grease, and it takes a lot of time.

Enter magic freaking foam. This stuff works awesome. I was trying to do a quick clean and so I followed the instructions: spray on, leave for two minutes, wipe off. I put about zero effort into the wiping off and it cleaned like a charm. It wasn't perfect to my standards but it was much better than any other product I had tried with a lot less work. I can't wait to see how it looks when I get the scrub brush in on the action.

So after typing out this post I realize this is what my life has come to. Getting excited about cleaning products. I hope at least someone benefits from this shame.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Flowers

Someone must have really messed up big. After further investigation
she was in fact not married, just as you assumed

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

That's a lot of Wine, dude


My neighbor is a Korean dude, a nurse or doctor of sorts, about my age that lives by himself. He seems to be a pretty quite guy, and what I know about him is limited to what I see in the trash he leaves out. It's not like I'm digging through his trash or anything, just he leaves stacks of Korean newspapers outside on trash day, and the bags he uses are see through. Well apparently, this guy likes the vino. This morning there was a large trash bag full of Carlo Rossi wine jugs. I'm talking like 10 jugs, and those things are more than a liter of wine. Obviously if the trend continues, I need to write this stranger an intervention letter.


Monday, February 9, 2009

Don't believe everything you read on the internet

I'm a big fan of natural remedies. I like the fact that I can work on
beautification without going to the store, spending any money, or
worrying if I'm going to break out in a rash.
I'm not going to say I've even come close to trying everything out
there but I've put everything from beer to mayo on my hair and egg
whites to gelatin and milk on my face.
So when I read about using sugar as an exfoliant yesterday I figured
it would be worth a shot. The blog where i read about this made it
sound nice enough. You mix sugar with your soap and wash, with the
promise your skin would be left soft and smooth.
False. It left my skin feeling scratched and sticky. As it were I
didn't enjoy finding out what a sucker feels like.

UPDATE: the sugar did wash off just fine, so the stickiness was only until I rewashed

UPDATE #2: my skin is feeling super soft this morning so I guess it was a yucky means to a nice end

Virginia

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Riding the barrel

Double dusting

We're having a good time right now

Stay tuned for updates

Monday, February 2, 2009

mume

I wanted to blog about this stuff a few weeks ago, but I wasn't sure if it would be funny or just depressing. But now I realize I just want to get it out there. Let the internet know my experiences. I was going to refer to each of these as "idiot occurrences" but I really hate the word idiot, and everyone has an off day so who am I to say these people are idiots when maybe their brains just weren't functioning. So instead I will refer to them as messed up medical experiences (or mumes). And at the same time I will recount the odd parts of a very painful day.

mume #1
when I woke up in the morning I was having some bad cramping. I had had some the night before, but I figured it was just part of the growing pains process. My plan was to call the nurse's hotline to find out at what point I should be concerned. I did my morning routine, woke up, used the bathroom only to find something I did not want to see. Travis runs to find out what is wrong and immediately calls the doctor but gets the answering service. His conversation went like this,

tc: "my wife is cramping and bleeding, we need to talk to the doctor to see what we need to do"
not idiot #1: "okay, how far apart are her contractions"
okay so there are 40 weeks of pregnancy, why would this lady immediately assume I am in the last one of them? weird.
tc: "no, she isn't having the baby, she is only a few weeks along"
(11.5, but that's okay baby)
not idiot #1: "Oh, okay. I'll page the doctor and have him call you."

20 minutes go by. We have dressed, tc packed an bag with a change of clothes which was so random but it actually came in handy, and we are standing in our apt waiting. tc can wait no longer, he calls the answering service again.

tc: "hello, I called 20 minutes ago about my wife who (he retells the situation) I do not think you understand the urgency of the situation we think she might be miscarrying, could you please have the doctor call us"
I understand this phone call is useless and annoying, but her reaction is disgusting
not idiot#1: LAUGHS! yes she laughed. disgusting. "I told you I would have him call you" click. yes, she hung up. disgust

so the dr says we can wait until his office is open to see him or if it is bad enough we can go to the emergency room. I had read enough of the books to know this was bad enough to go to the er. we aren't sure if we should go to the hospital where the ob works which is 20 minutes away or to the one across the street, we decide we would see if the one across the street can handle lady issues and if they can't we'll make the drive. That leads us to

mume#2:
tc and I walk into the emergency room lobby, as we are walking in, the nurse is sitting in his chair but the window is closed. i stand there crying and he is avoiding looking at us, until we knock on the window. I think we stood there for at least a minute waiting for him to acknowledge we are there. we tell him our situation and he tells us that they can admit us but they have no woman machines so if anything is wrong I'll have to be transferred. we say we'll just go to our ob's hospital (20 minutes away) and he says there is one just down the street we can go to. we tell him we are going to go to that one

not idiot #2: are you sure?

I know this is not all that bad, it was just another interesting experience among many. why would someone talk you out of doing something and when you decide not to that thing say, are you sure? weird.

mume #3:
so we get to the second er that is down the street from the first, but not the ob's hospital. we walk right in and I (crying) tell the nurse what is going on. I fill out a form, she brings me back to her desk and takes all of my information. I am pretty sure it is clear what is happening at this point. then she asks this question

not idiot #3: "is this your first pregnancy"
me: "yes"
not idiot #3: "oh, that is so great. you are going to love having children. it is just so much fun"

begin inconsolable sobbing. i really really hope my sobbing made this not idiot realizes how insensitive she was and never makes that mistake again. really really hope. not idiot #3 provides up with

mume #4:
as the doctor is explaining to us what is happening, and basically saying we're not 100% but it isn't looking good, not idiot #3 walks in, grabs a piece of paper off of the er doc's clip board and says, "thanks, I just needed that". insensitive, yes yes she was.

mume#5
right after that happened and the doctor was done with his spiel, that of course caused more uncontrollable sobbing, he tried to take my temperature. while I am bawling. I could barely open my mouth so he just muttered something about doing it later and walked off.

I actually think there were a couple more, I just cannot seem to remember them right now. Luckily the ambulance drivers were a hoot, and the care I got at Baylor Grapevine Surgical Center was amazing. The nurse there cried with me a little bit, my doctor had some great words of wisdom, the anesthesiologist saved my arms from more stabbing, and everything else went very smoothly, that I know of.

I also have to give some props to my baby brother. My mom told him, va and tc may need your help. They had to leave their car, tc hasn't eaten, and we're not sure if they'll be able to, blah blah blah... before she was even able to finish her sentence he had strapped on his shoes and was on his way to the hospital. He wasn't waiting to see if we needed help, he was going to be. What a sweet guy!!

I think I also then have to say my mom did somthing very similar. We called to let them know we were on the way to the er just to get checked out and I am pretty sure before we got off the phone with my dad she was on her way to meet us. We weren't even sure where we were going to be, but she was on her way there anyway.