22 July 2008
15 April 2008
So, are you the maid of honor?
"Well, mom, I'll probably have a different name after the whole thing."
My best friend, Tara is getting married. I get to be the wedding Sargent. We spent the weekend doing early stage planning things. She bought her dress. I picked mine out.
What I find funny about it is how well i know her, even though we don't see each other nearly as often now that she's in NH and I live back in Western MA. We had the same sort of center pieces in mind and the same ideas for the ceremony/reception. I told her that everyone laughs when I tell them I'm getting to plan a practice wedding.
Stewart and Jon (the soon-to-be Mr. Tara) spent the weekend playing Xbox360. It's good they get along, because they are going to be spending a decent amount of time together in the coming months.
My best friend, Tara is getting married. I get to be the wedding Sargent. We spent the weekend doing early stage planning things. She bought her dress. I picked mine out.
What I find funny about it is how well i know her, even though we don't see each other nearly as often now that she's in NH and I live back in Western MA. We had the same sort of center pieces in mind and the same ideas for the ceremony/reception. I told her that everyone laughs when I tell them I'm getting to plan a practice wedding.
Stewart and Jon (the soon-to-be Mr. Tara) spent the weekend playing Xbox360. It's good they get along, because they are going to be spending a decent amount of time together in the coming months.
I met my dream house the other day, and I can't have it.
It made me hate my youthful indiscretion. And my bad credit. And horrible money management.
It's a two bedroom craftsman bungalow in the Holyoke highlands with hardwood floors, a front porch, fireplace, built in everywhere, a big kitchen, and claw foot tub.
I want it so bad, but I can't have it. And it made me quite low.
It made me hate my youthful indiscretion. And my bad credit. And horrible money management.
It's a two bedroom craftsman bungalow in the Holyoke highlands with hardwood floors, a front porch, fireplace, built in everywhere, a big kitchen, and claw foot tub.
I want it so bad, but I can't have it. And it made me quite low.
10 March 2008
I put Stewart on a plane for Texas today. He'll be gone for the week. In the wake of his leaving, the wireless is down and I can't find the charger for my laptop (which i suspect is en route with him to Texas.)
So, when we got the internet set up, he added an asinine amount of protection to the wireless (a mac filter and wpa password... That's by wrote, I don't really know what it means aside from I can't fix the internet.)
And I'm huddled in the corner of the second bedroom in the new apartment, siphoning off a network called "two kinky dykes."
Other than that, the move is 95% complete, we went to a sweet hibachi grill (Goten of Japan in Sunderland) on Friday for my friend Liz's birthday, I concussed myself on Saturday with a folding table and augmented my off behavior by drinking heavily at a house warming party. Yesterday, Stewart's mom called to say his dad has taken a turn for the worse, and here we are.
Please fix my webs.
So, when we got the internet set up, he added an asinine amount of protection to the wireless (a mac filter and wpa password... That's by wrote, I don't really know what it means aside from I can't fix the internet.)
And I'm huddled in the corner of the second bedroom in the new apartment, siphoning off a network called "two kinky dykes."
Other than that, the move is 95% complete, we went to a sweet hibachi grill (Goten of Japan in Sunderland) on Friday for my friend Liz's birthday, I concussed myself on Saturday with a folding table and augmented my off behavior by drinking heavily at a house warming party. Yesterday, Stewart's mom called to say his dad has taken a turn for the worse, and here we are.
Please fix my webs.
29 February 2008
F the girl scouts and their PC cookies
I bought some girl scout cookies at the grocery store the other day from the cute kids shilling at the doors. I walked up and asked for one box of thin mints, one of tagalongs, 2 of samoas, and one of the trefoils.
I was greeted by blank stares and one box of thin mints.
Because the new names for all of those other cookies are peanut butter patties, caramel delights and classic Girl Scout cookie (that's only the approximation of the trefoil. The are no longer the same shape or really the same taste). I had to order the cookies I wanted with the color of the boxes, which did not work for the Trefoil, because the new box is Sky Blue.
I understand why they would change the names (considering I didn't find out a Samoan was not a cookie until I was about 15). But I like the old names. They were cute. The outer boxes had little animated cookies saying things like, "I'm the trefoil. I'm the original Girl Scout Cookie."
I think I just resent another piece of my childhood lost to the PC powers that be.
That and the awful stomachache I got eating the last of my Samoas last night.
I was greeted by blank stares and one box of thin mints.
Because the new names for all of those other cookies are peanut butter patties, caramel delights and classic Girl Scout cookie (that's only the approximation of the trefoil. The are no longer the same shape or really the same taste). I had to order the cookies I wanted with the color of the boxes, which did not work for the Trefoil, because the new box is Sky Blue.
I understand why they would change the names (considering I didn't find out a Samoan was not a cookie until I was about 15). But I like the old names. They were cute. The outer boxes had little animated cookies saying things like, "I'm the trefoil. I'm the original Girl Scout Cookie."
I think I just resent another piece of my childhood lost to the PC powers that be.
That and the awful stomachache I got eating the last of my Samoas last night.
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