Giant Leg.

So today I had surgery on my left leg. The jokey McSmurf doctor (who I love btw) decided to try to put me at ease and talk during my procedure. The statement "Wow you have really looong legs" was not what I wanted to hear as she was shoving a tube up one. I know completely gross! This is the first time in my life I have wished to be shorter well except for the year back in Junior High that I dreamed of being one of those cute little 5 foot nothing girls instead of a 5'9" awkward ostritch but that is neither hear no there. I am currently sitting with my leg wrapped in ace bandages and sporting a crotch high compression stocking making it several times larger than normal. It is hot and I know you are all jealous. It could be worse that is for sure. Well that is my exciting news for the day. I am on to my Christmas Card list. I may get them in the mail pre-New Year.

Shopping Wars

I felt the need to contribute this nugget spawed by Sarah's blog entry from the other day.

I hit up Les Marshalls last evening in Canton on my way for a desperately needed mani\pedi. I had been in over the weekend and had been eyeballing some flat black knee high riding boots. I instead left with some conservative J & D's to wear to a wedding shower. I couldn't forget about those boots as I am sure you taller girls can attest that finding a good flat can at times can be an epic battle.

Fast forward to Thursday, I was trying to figure out what to wear to my Holiday party scheduled tonight and thought the boots would be perfect so back to Marshalls I went. I entered with a direct purpose which was secure aforementioned black boots. I hit the shoe department and there she was, The Manipulator. I scooted around the corner of the first aisle of boots to see her smack in the middle blocking access to other shoppers while she picked through the inventory. She looked me up and down and became quite anxious when I was looking past her in search of the boots. She spun around and began scanning the shelves to see what I was trying to get to. I realized I had the wrong aisle and scooted over the the next. Just as I made it to the end of the aisle she came around whipping around the corner and attempted to put her carriage between me and the boot display I was already reaching towards (mind you there was only about 10 inches of space). I will not go in to the fact that people with carriages in the shoe department are a huge pet peeve of mine to begin with. She said "excuse me", smirked and inched her carriage forward, obviously delusional in thinking that I may possibly would move out of the way so she could move right in front of me. I was not going to be taken by this pathetic attempt to intercept the boots. I smiled and said "oh why of course and then proceeded to move so close to the shelving unit my ovaries were being squished into some aingers thus forcing her to proceed behind me. I pulled out my size (7.5 in case any of you would like to give the gift of footware) and she began talking aloud. Wow that is great price, nice leather. Annoyed I shoved my hoof into the left boot and tried to view it in the mirror, which she of course blocked. The manipulator was unyeilding but I was not about to fall victim. She then began some diatribe about me wearing trouser socks with boots, and wouldn't I wear thicker socks when actually wearing the boots around, and how it is best pratice to buy boots a size bigger. I did not engage as Mama didn't raise no fool. I knew I had grabbed the last in my size which must have also been The Manipulator's size. In her last failed attempt she tossed a thinly veiled insult my way by suggesting someone of my height usually has a larger shoe size and she was suprised I would only be a 7 and a half....I almost responded "Lady at 33 I think I know my shoe size now back off bitch" instead I bit my tongue rangled on my pump and headed out with my prize.

Crazy Dream

So say you had a crazy dream. You know the kind where you wake up a bit freaked out only to go back to sleep and continue the same dream almost from the place you left off....there is no spicey food, alcohol or recreational drug use involved.

I need a translation.

In my dream I came up on this carnival-like ride involving an airplane. I was going to be sort of the ride control person like the crazy one-eyed guy who makes the Himalaya ride go super fast so he can see you puke....I also neglected to mention that this airplane was not "ride-sized" but a full sized 747. I was given a list of details to execute the task of getting the plane to move back in forth in a slingshot type fashion at a 45 degree angle. I was not given all the details and was told to wait for the remainder of the information before commencing my job as Plane Captain. I sat and analyzed the ride for what seemed like a long spell and decided I could master it without any further instruction. So being cautious I asked the line of people queuing to board the plane to wait while I gave the first shot on an empty plane. I pulled this gigantic lever and the plane moved a few feet, similar to those kiddie rides outside supermarkets (the horse barely rocking). They booed me, so my husband who was looking on to this whole process yelled from the platform high above me "I think you need to crank it out a few notches to build momentum." I followed what proved to be his foolhardy advice, cranked the plane, pulled the lever and shot the full sized billion dollar plane off the ride chasis where it careened down into spikey Redwood Forest below finishing with a firey plume. I looked up and ridegoers were runing screaming and my husband said "You are completely F*cked" before he turned and fled.

I am dumfounded on this one....any ideas??

Neglect

Wow I have really been neglecting this site. I have been slightly addicted to Facebook of late so hit me up at bosnakedbootleg at GMAIL Dot Com if you want to be friends. I will be coming back to blogging soon though I miss it :)

Time Flies, Traffic Crawls.

Wow time really flies. This week has been insane between my workload and my horrific commute. I have come up with a theory on Rte 128 North. I have noticed that the traffic reports on both radio and TV they never mention the stretch of 128 between routes 95 and route 3. It is as if this traffic ladden section of motorway Real Estate doesn't exist. I am a little peeved about this because being someone who sits (rots) in traffic daily with MANY other people I feel the lack of representation to be rude. So on to my theories, there are two. Theory numero uno -- Waltham is in fact the hellmouth (aka Sunnydale) therefore it is better left ignored this includes all paths leading here for fear of angering some menacing evil. A little far fetched at first glance but I challenge you to ride 42 miles (each way) in my goodyears for a solid month during rush hour and reserve offering an opinion until the finale of that little experiment. Theory number two is less controversial. The economy is down and there is terrible news published daily everywhere you look. There is no positive spin to place on this stretch of roadway so journalists have been asked to cut it from their repertoire. Why add more negativity because honestly if there were to offer commentary the status would remain constant -- "Travelers driving Rte 128 North, sucks to be you" put of course on Auto Play similar to the Dharma initiative.

Ok so I am slightly bitter for having spent four hours and six minutes of my life in a car yesterday. This post was cathartic, I am over it now. On to happy Friday thoughts.....

Survey Time II

Rather than post the grumpy complaining post I had lined up I have stolen this from E. I think I got up on the wrong side of the bed. I became truly aggravated at the First Check drug test commercial on the radio enroute to work today. You must know the one with the annoying mother naming all the crazy drug slang (ie shabooShaboo) and her son mubling "No". Yeah I have a few choice words for the marketing person who greenlighted that little gem. But anyway, I digress on to the survey.

A. Attached or Single? Married to D Money. 9 Months and counting.
B. Best Friend? JC, Kell-Belle, and KC equally.
C. Cake or pie? Definitely Cake although I love Apple Pie with Vanilla Ice Cream.
D. Day of choice? Saturday
E. Essential item? My laptop with V Card, Blackberry, Debit Card, Face Lotion, Lipgloss, Mascara, oh and my flat iron. I couldn't live without any of these.
F. Favorite color? Blue. Green being a close second.
G. Gummy bears or worms? Worms.
H. Home town? North Easton, MA.
I. Favorite indulgence? Mani and Pedi's.Pedicures. I am alson known to get a quarterly massage and facial.
J. January or July? Given the terrible choice I guess January, new year fresh start things like that.
K. Kids? Not Yet.
L. Life isn’t complete without? Something to look forward to. **Completely stolen from E but so very true.
M. Marriage date? November 3, 2007.
N. Number of brothers and sisters?1 Sister and 1 half Sister.
O. Oranges or Apples? Apples
P. Phobias? Heights, Snakes and Fire.
Q. Quotes? What you do speaks so loud, I cannot hear what you say. --Ralph Waldo Emerson. Oh and "Jesus loves you, everyone else thinks you are an asshole" --C.Mondor
R. Reasons to smile? My family and my health. My dogs draw out some giggles daily.
S. Season of choice? Fall my absolute favorite time of the year. Fresh Air, Beautiful Colors, Great Hair and fantastic sweaters :)
T. Tag 5 people. I am not really in to tagging.
U. Unknown fact about me? I chose a profession with mainly men because I get easily annoyed with women. This is professionally only, in my personal life I am a girly girly through and through.
V. Vegetable? Zucchini
W. Worst habit? Hmm I have many terrible habits.
X. X-ray or Ultrasound? I just had an ultrasound on my leg a few weeks ago.
Y. Your favorite food? Cheesburgers, Buffalo Wings and Ice Cream. Granted I hardly eat any of these things for fear of becoming the size of a house but they are my favorites nonetheless.
Z. Zodiac sign? Libra
Z. Two z things that I hate: Zamboni's and Zepplins.

Survey Time.

Stolen from Caity

1) In five words, explain what ended your last friendship? She was crazy evil.

2) How was your prom night? Fine, nothing special.

3) Do you have any famous relatives? No but everyone thinks my Uncle looks like Ted Williams.

4) Have you taken out loans to pay for college? No my parents were genrous for part and the rest was hard work.

5) What did you receive last in the mail? Credit Card Bill :(

6) What beverages have you drank today? Water, Coffee, Diet Pepsi

7) Do you leave nasty messages on people’s answering machines? Nope I prefer to tell you to your face what I think.

8 ) What’s the most painful surgical procedure you’ve had done? No surgeries to speak of yet.

9) What is out your back door? grill, Table with Umbrella\Chairs, Deck, Patio, Questionable Grass.

10) Do you usually go out on the weekends? Half and half. I can be a bit of a homebody at times.

11) Do you like what the ocean does to your hair? Strange question, but no.

12) Have you ever visited a planetarium or do you even know what one is? I went to one when I was little

13) What is your favorite flavor of pudding? Tapioca

14) Describe your keychains: just a key ring with a house keys to my place, a key to my parents' house, my car key, and cards to the gym, Pet Smart, CVSand Stop & Shop, and old mercedes tag from my old CEO, a master key to my office, a key to the security safe at work, and a pen.

15) Where do you keep your change?Ina big bucket in the bedroom or the bottom of my purse.

16) When was the last time you got up and spoke in front of a large crowd? I gave a backup\security tutorial last quarter and spoke at a management conference.

17) What kind of winter coat do you have? I have too many coats. I go with the standby charcoal pea coat 80% of the time.

18) What was the weather like on your graduation day? Sunny

19) Do you sleep with the door to your bedroom open or closed? closed, keep the dogs coraled.

20) Is there anything purple within 20 feet of you? Nope

21) What is the strangest thing you’ve put in the microwave? Nothing I can recall. Maybe a sponge because someone told me it kill bacterial.

22) Can you speak any Japanese? not a lick.

23) Do you look good in the color yellow? not especially

24) Do you spit or smoke? DEFINITIVE NO

25) What is your favorite color(s)? blue and green

26) Ever played an instrument? does a recorder count?

27) Do you believe in Bigfoot, or Sasquatch? no

28) Ever been to a palm reader? Yes

29) Did they tell you the truth about your future? Umm strangely enough they told me my soulmate was a Red Head only to come true 16 years later.

30) What are you thinking about at this very moment? My best friend's baby shower tomorrow and some other good news I recieved from my other best friend.

31) Have you ever received a black eye? No

33) What are some of your favorite drinks? water, diet coke, WINE, Michelob Ultra

34) Do you have anything that hurts on your body at this time? My hips from running in boot camp.

35) Have you ever ridden in a taxi? yes

36) What is the last alcoholic drink you had? Jack Daniels and Diet Coke.

37) Did you do anything special last night? Nope. Cooked Dinner, Played with Dogs, Read, Went to Sleep.

38) What is your very favorite food? Hands down a cheesburger.

Prep Time

I am in full prep for my friends baby shower this weekend.

• Pick up friend from California Red Eye on Friday - Check
• Balloons Ordered - Check
• Pink\Green Table cloths secured - Check
• Coordinating Pink\Green Plates, Napkins, Utensils Purchased - Check
• Thoughtful gift waiting in dinning room - Check
• Night before slumber party planned and pre-execution begun - Check

Is it bad that I am now fixating on how strong I can make the matching pink punch without getting Kitty Dukakis references?

Back to your regularly scheduled blogging.

A little late to the party...

So yeah I discovered Facebook a few days ago. My fixation is now bordering on obsession. I know I am a bit late on this discovery, but nonetheless it is fun to see how past classmates\friends are doing. I keep pinging people I haven't seen in 16 years or so asking for them to befriend me....weird I guess. Maybe wasn't loved enough as a child to seek out such attention?(no) Maybe I am trying to relive my past? (nah) Maybe I want the mean girls from highschool to be my friend now as an adult as a sort of redemption? (nope) Maybe I am nosy biatch looking to take my google-foo to new heights....yep thats one hits the nail on the head. This stalking is to include new friends as well. I stalked loo today:)

Amusing myself in traffic...

Rather than sit and rot in 128 traffic today I decided to find ways to amuse myself. Today's exercise coordinating rubbernecking to the song HOT, HOT, HOT. Under normal circumstances my hatred of this little ditty is right up with "Don't worry be happy" but today it seemed all too fitting as I crawled my way onto 128. Honestly it took 35 minutes to get from the overpass in Dedham onto 128. 35 minutes I shit you not. So if you saw some crazy girl in a hot pink polo acting out a spastic neck dance and giving the squirely-eye to all the surrounding cars while singing HOT-HOT-HOT, well yeah that was me. Feel free to join in next time, maybe we can create an auto-wave.

In other news I have been trying to make the permanent switch to Decaf coffee so I my visits have been less frequent lately. This morning though I needed a latte. Alright I didn't need it, I wanted it which leads me to my next story. Over the winter some of the few peeps who read this new blog-o-mine may remember me biatching about the parking situation in my cul-de-sac due to snow and possibly having to cancel a party. Well the part I left out is that one of my husband's friends was nice enough to plow us out but while doing that he and my husband stumbled right into an "afternoon delight". You see we live on a lake and there is an open lot a few houses down that is for public use. Lets just say that people of the public were using this lot that day and somehow managed to get their SUV lodged on a rock. One of these people is a married lady from my local coffee place, the other was construction worker (not her husband)from a job site down the road (across from the coffee place). Well it was a little uncomfortable for my hubby and his friend when the construction dude asked them to help dislodge the truck after he told them in detail about the tryst. Yeah way TMI for anyone especially a stranger and of course my giggling boy of a husband retold the tale to me shortly after. So every now and then I see this lady when I stop for a caffeinated beverage in the morning. She always gives me a perky smirk like we are "sharing" a secret between girlfriends and automatically gives me an extra hot cup to catch the condensation. She saw my husband and obviously knows who I am because we frequent that coffee house together on the weekends. The whole thing is slightly uncomfortable to be honest. This being the closest coffee shop to me (see: lazy girl) and her manning the window may be the deciding factors for me to quite my coffee habit. I feel safe in recounting this story because it would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack to determine the coffee shop in question as they are as common as trees on the south shore (Dunkin Donuts, Honey Dew, Starbucks, Donut King...) we got em all thus the reason for me need to break the habit.

Sunday Cuteness

Best Puppy Eyes Ever!

Long Weekend Wrap Up

Nice weather the past few days no? I love it when the weekends blow and the weekdays are spectacularly sunny. Well at least I was somewhat productive considering our plans to head up north never came to fruition.

Thursday I ended the week from hell and came home chilled with my hubby and dogs outside waiting for the rain to fall. I cooked up some turkey kielbasa, steamers and crawled into a bottle of Groth.

Friday we did a whole lot of nothing....lunch a, saw Wall-E and took the dogs swimming. We were going to hit up the Paw Sox but due to the threat of rain we decided to stay in.

Saturday we got up lounged around and then the hubby went out to play some golf on my request. I was in a terrible mood unable to come down from a horrid work week so I needed some retail organization therapy to right the ship. I headed to BB&B and picked up some new household items. The list included this, a new plastic liner curtain and some nested baskets for organization. After three hours in a newly spic and span (and organized) bathroom I was starting to feel myself again. I took a long shower in and my hair came out great. We headed out for some quick dinner at the Longhorn. Two glasses of Dynamite cab and all was right in the world. I also ran in to a really cool girl I worked with ten years ago which was nice both to see her and also that I had good hair.

Today I have spent the majority of the day digging out of the mess I have made out of our spare room, more commonly known as my walk in closet. I tend to go through this cycle where it gets out of control and then I have to spend a ridiculous amount of time getting my life (Clothes\Shoes\Accessories) back in order. I needed to get this taken care of because on Tuesday much to my husband's dismay I am interviewing a house cleaning service. I mentioned to him last week I wanted to hire someone because since his promotion and new travel schedule I am having trouble keeping up. He agreed and is now reconsidering saying we can handle it ourselves. I am keeping the appointment any way just to keep my options open. Well that is it from my camp this evening. I am off to bed soon, boot camp in the morning and I smell a dreaded run.

Lost Dog

Missing since Sunday June 29, 2008. Color: Clear. Size: unknown. Lost while sleep-dog walking. Reward offered to anyone with any information.

That was the scene at my house in the wee hours of Monday morning. My husband played back to back golf tournaments on Sunday. I graciously offered to drop off and pick up upon his asking given the number of beers that would be consumed in a 14 hour day playing golf. The day started at 5:45am and we were home by 9pm. He seemed fine at first glance albeit a little sun dazed but boy was that a poor assumption. I hit the hay at 9:15 to read my book and he came up shortly afterward. The hideous snoring began shortly after that . I grabbed my favorite squishy pillow and departed to the couch downstairs with my loyal lab in tow (she hates his snoring too) in an attempt to get some sleep. At approximately midnight my loving partner comes clunking downstairs and proceeds to open our outer door and then turn on all the lights in our downstairs much to my dismay (see: seething anger). I forcefully asked what he was doing and he said he was letting the puppy out. He then proceeded to grab a huge bowl of his leftover Chinese rice, a bag of chips and come sit (on my legs) to wait out the puppy pee break. The funny thing is that the puppy is rather large now a days and can rarely make an entrance or exit unoticed and I hadn't heard him come down to the first floor. In frustration I grabbed my pillow and darted back up to the bedroom to yet again try and find a quiet place to sleep, lab as always hot on my heels. I open the bedroom door to find the puppy sleeping soundly. I then hear my husband awkwardly clapping and calling the dog outside. So being the sweet wife that I am I paused for a few moments and then called down to him "When you are finished walking your imaginary dog please shut off the lights" and off to bed I went. Suprisingly his dog hasn't been seen since. We had a follow up yesterday in which I discussed his future options (a 50 gallon drum and a large hole) if he chooses to disrupt my sleep again when visiting fantasy land. I think I drilled the point home.

Wax-Nest

Ok so two posts in one day, yep I am wild and crazy. I couldn't help but share this one and figured I best do it before I forget.

Last night I headed out from work and decided to pop in to the salon at the bottom of the hill from my office for a quick brow\lip wax. I had been there a few times with positive results. After waiting a mere five minutes I was taken out back by a new technician. She was done quickly and aside from the wax being a tad too hot when she got to the lip area all was good after a quick glance in the handheld mirror. I unfortunately spoke too soon. I was fiddling with my bag attempting to dislodge my sunglasses all while navigating around Prospect Hill onto 128 when I felt something sticky on my neck. Well sure enough after a quick reach around I found a rather large clump of still warm sticky wax in the underneath of my hair. Did I mention I was heading to the South Shore to meet my friend and her mom for dinner and baby shower accessory shopping. As I drove I realized I was not going to have any success while driving removing the sticky nasty rats nest that was growing larger with every motion. I did the only thing I could , I went for containment. I grabbed an elastic and twisted it around the clumpy mess walling it off from the rest of my coif. So as I entered dinner at Rick's Cafe I sported a 1980's side tail\braid thing (that luckily could be somewhat shielded) rather than a Something About Mary Cameran Diaz-esque crazy do.

I am happy to report that a little olive oil several hours later removed the offending wax-nest.

A triumphant return

ok well maybe not so triumphant but a return nonetheless. I am committing to return to blogging more than once every six months.

This will be a slow ramp up. So for today I leave you with two little nuggets:

Overheard in my bedroom last night. "New rule, if you try and lay your big mellon on my squishy pillow one more time in the middle of the night I have full license to punch you in the nose". Romantic no? I thought so to. There is nothing quite like the loving sentiments shared between newlyweds. Have I ever mentioned I am not very nice when my sleep is disturbed. My husband is one lucky fool to have landed this prize philly.

A new fave: ChristianDiorShow mascara. I fell in love with this mascara after getting a free sample for donating the monetary value of my kidney to Sephora a few months ago. I loved it and purchased my very own big girl tube at Nordtroms (along with some stellar hair clips left for another discussion). What I love about this mascara it not only the quality and depth of its blackness it is the fact that for some reason I cannot stop myself from singing the following lyrics from Kanye West's Stronger each and every time I apply it:

Awesome, the christian and and kristen dior
Damn they don't make 'em like this anymore
I ask, cause i'm not sure
Do anybody make real shit anymore?
Bow in the presence of greatness...

Long Weekend Recap

Wow there are few things I love more than a long weekend with beautiful weather. We got a lot of yard cleanup done and our mulch delivered. It was nice to just be outside soaking in the fresh air. Saturday night we headed out with with my best friend and her husband to Locos which was awesome. I enjoyed two white sangria's for her since she can't partake in her current condition. They also asked me to be the little bug's god mother, which ofcourse started the water works from me. I couldn't have been more flattered and excited.

I stated Isagenix yesterday. It is a 9 day cleansing program. I needed boost for my exercise and diet. Lately I have been dog tired so I am giving it a shot. She did the program prior to her wedding in Hawaii last year and was really successful so I figured it was worth a shot. So far with one day down not so bad. Wish me luck!!

Thank god for Fridays

Hubby got his job promotion. Whoot Whoot!!! He is very excited for the opportunity. I am a little apprehensive as it means less time at home so doggie daycare is going to be needed and also his travel schedule. I am not used to him travelling for "spells" at a time so it will be an adjustment.

I got home from work and we headed out to our favorite local bar with our neighbors for some food and drink. I had a couple Landsharks, a delicious Stuffy and we all shared some garlic mussels. This place is out of the way for most but it honestly has the best seafood. We headed home rather early, because I am an old fart and have to be in bed by 10. I spent the next 7 hours wrestling with a 40lb puppy who was trying to consume my bed. At 1am he barked at kids walking up the street, which was kinda good since what the heck are kids doing walking up my dead end street at 1am? But for reals, 1am? I could have killed him. Oh yeah the older supposedly more protective lab was lounging peacefully on her dog bed on the floor, neary a woof out of her (quite the watch dog). Now awake I got up and shut the balcony doors only to come back to bed and find the puppy lying at the head of the bed (head resting on my pillow) as if to say this is my spot now bitch. Yeah my husband and I are seriously going to discuss the sleeping arrangements, no more dogs in bed. We have been "discussing" it lately but honestly pretzel sleeping is doing nothing to further my yoga practice. I woke up at 4:30 to let the little bugger out only to find my beloved feline autumn bunny darting around the kitchen, mouse in mouth. YIKES!!! Barking, screaming ensued momentarily. I managed to wrestle the dogs out without them tackling the cat and taking her prize (this was no easy feat) then I ran upstairs to wake up the "man of the house" who proceeded to tell me that he saw that mouse the other day run into our dinning room. Ummm, ya thanks for mentioning that one. He merely said I didn't feel it necessary because I knew you would react this way. Yeah much better to be surprised by a mouse at 4:30. Headed back down and decided to leave dead mouse in trash can and give treats to the cat. She is now earning her keep.

So on this Friday morn we have one very sleepy person (me) and one dead mouse. What else could the day possibly hold. I can only imagine for as I drove away for work this morning I glimpsed my husband on roller blades attempting to poop out the overly energetic pup.....you would think Rem was a sled dog not a boxer the way he was yanking him down the street.

Monday Fun

Cheers to fun Mondays....

Wake up at 4:50 am and head downstairs to let the dog out. Realize that it wasn't a dream at 3am when you heard the puppy rouse and head downstairs. Find pee on the kitchen floor, not suprising. Curse yourself for not picking up the water dish at 7pm. It was own fault, clean up and move on.

5:07am Dogs have gone out and are now eating. Brushing teeth and run downstairs to grab fresh gym clothes off the top of the washer\dryer. Head out to spinning.

5:20am Parking lot at the Y is closed for paving. Park so far away that you may as well not left own house and hoof it up to the building (did I mention it is damm chilly this time of day) grab bike and setup just barely in time for 5:30 start.

5:40am The first set of jumps in class is complete, everyone sweating. Reach down to grab water bottle and towel, ahh sweet taste of cold water. Almost fall off bike due to strong smell of Cat urine!

5:45-5:50 Spend five minutes trying to find where the smell is coming from. Possibility it is the hand towel your were just using to wipe the dripping sweat off you face, supress the urge to now vomit at the thought of cat urine greased across your face.

5:50-6:15 Locate the smell which is the right cuff\sleeve of the long sleeved t-shirt you are wearing. Notice that the smell becomes increasingly stronger the more you sweat. Spend the remainder of class being as self concious as someone who passes gas in Yoga while in downward facing dog. Almost certain that all other class members have pinpointed you as smelly girl (due to a smelly cat).

6:20 After hot footing it out of class in record time contemplate on the drive home why in fact you spent 45 minutes in the cold last night trying to retrieve cat from outside after husband accidentally left the door open. This is the rePEEment you get. Decide that the next time the dogs take chase after cat like Rusty at the racetrack looking to tackle her like a football you are going to turn a blind eye, just for 10 seconds :)

Wild N Out Friday

Given the dreary day I was entertaining myself on my commute to work this morning singing and dancing in my car. I recently received my professional wedding pictures and remembered that although the weather was much like a monsoon we had a fantastic time. I truly had the time of my life the day of my wedding as cliche as it sounds. The majority of the fun was due in large part that a large group of our guests are 30 somethings who think we can dance (we seriously believe it). We actually had a group of guys from the North Shore who were in a break dancing troop back in the late 80's early 90's. I can't even begin to describe how we came up with the montage of songs requested but I may just put it together as a compilation to sell. I will title it Terrible Music Taste to Shake a Tailfeather To, catchy no? To give you a taste here is just a sampling of the music played by our DJ:

Now that we found love - Heavy D

Livin it Up - Heavy D

Sexy Back - JT

Da Dip - Freak Nasty

Jump Around - House of Pain

Let me clear my throat - The Jungle Brothers

Get Low - Ying Yang Twins

Return of the Mack - Mark Morrison

No Diggity - Blackstreet

This is how we do it - Montell Jordan

OPP - Naughty By Nature

The Way I are - Timbaland

Poison - BBD

Semi Charmed Life - Third Eye Blind

Don't Stop Believing - Journey

Toxic - Britt Britt

So rather than post of bunch of lovely but boring to everyone but me pictures of my hubby and I posing delicately for the camera. I have decided to post a few dancefloor shots in honor this rainy wild-n-out Friday.

This beast of a dress screamed to be twirled

That is the Hood Hand Signal for the Country Club

My best friends and I reliving our 20's

Sexy luring my man...

If he doesn't come grab the tie
Get low....
Nothing like a little Irish Jig

Why yes we did a Matador dance
Just because he looked super cute :)


This one won a free trip to the bahamas for the lowest limbo when she was 20. Still got it at 37.

Things I am in to lately (and Not)

IN

I am really into Freecycle lately. I joined a few groups in my area and have managed to "gift" a grill and a bed fram to someone who really needs it. It makes me feel much better than tossing something out and is also helping to clear my clutter. I need to declutter my life. My dinning room has been the catch all for over two months and that needs to change.

I FINALLY got my wedding pictures and I love them!! I have been combing through them since Sunday whenever I have a free moment.

Photoshop (see above). I love that I can use it to recolor flowers and create cool black and white photos. I am still a novice but it is fun.

Light traffic. I almost forgot was a 40 minute commute looks like. It is nice very nice.

OUT

Quitting smoking. NOT ME, my lovely husband who recently resumed the habit of smoking small cigars (and inhaling). He has been unbearable since he started the patch a few days ago. I may be forced to set up the air mattress outside if he doesn't start leveling out his rotten attitude.

A maniac puppy. He was a lunatic last night at training so much so that the trainer rewarded all the owners who were doing well with people treats. Yeah we were left out of that one which kinda irritated me. But truth be told we haven't been working with him as much as we should be.

The Scene at my house last night....

My sister, friends and myself all enjoyed a lovely evening at the Neponset Valley Annual Flavors Gala. It was filled with lots of yummy food and good drinks. Kudos to the guys at the Bacardi booth who made everyone full drinks of which I enjoyed two: A Dewars and Ginger beer and a Bacardi Razz with Sprite....yummy. If you are ever in the south shore area I highly recommend it for next year http://www.nvcc.com/.

My sis drove me home and decided to pop in to see the doggies who were sitting outside barking like lunatics to see her. She then said I'll pop my head in to say hi to the hubby. I opened the door to my kitchen and a wave of stench came through. The bathroom door was shut so obviously the hubby was indisposed. My sister laughed and said "It smells like he is busy so just tell him I said hi" and then left. He emerged approximately 30 seconds later and said wow this house smells like crap. I agreed and told him next time to open the window and use the lysol can. He was immediately offended spouting "That isn't me, I don't smell like that" he then paused and said "Wait, does your sister think that was me?" "OMG -- you must call her immediately and tell her" at which time I fell down laughing. The smell was from an accident that Rem Dog had on the kitchen floor that had been bagged (loosely) and tossed into the kitchen trash can. I spent the rest of the night trying to console my husband "stinky" all the while refusing to call my sister and offer the true explanation.

All things Icky..

So the topic for today is all things icky.

Ick 1 -- A toothbrush with a long hair stuck in its bristles (inserted into my mouth albeit briefly). I don't even care that it was my own hair, the feeling first think in the morning made me wretch.

Ick2 -- Flaking skin that cannot be controlled. Being sick for what seems to be the past decade has left me with tissue inflicted dry skin around my nose. I am a complete skin care whore and no product I have used is working. I have tried the netrogena exfoliation tool to sand off my skin, multiple lotions, various cleanser and my skin texture is just not getting back to normal. This means no makeup for me this week which is scary enough in itself. This is due to the fact that the only thing I may hate more than flaky skin is bad caky\streaky make up. I would rather go bare and scare. I may break out the nail file and take it to my face soon.

Ick 3 -- Dirty Converse sneakers. Yes I am lucky enough to be able to sport jeans and sneakers to work any day I like. I woke up VERY late today and literally threw my hair in a pony tail, tossed on a sweater and jeans and jumped into my favorite lace less converse sneakers as I headed out the door. It wasn't until I was ascending the steps to my office that I noticed that my previously white kicks are now dirty beige. I forgot I wore them for a dog outing last week. It is a good thing I am working a half day in the office and the remainder at home because I am feeling a bit scuzzy, no makeup and dirty sneakers scream messy Marvin to me.

Any and all other offers of Ick are being accepted. Any entries??

Summer Daydreaming.

Is the winter ever going to be over? I am being honest as this year seems to be dragging on relentlessly. I have been daydreaming of outdoor living lately.....flowers, green grass, cook outs, warm breezes, etc. It seems I am SOL until July. We are going to look at new gas grills this week to replace our old one. I am pretty excited to actually get a large enough grill to entertain with. I am also stoked to get one that has a built in light and encases the propane tank. I know what you are thinking, wow she is boring!! If anyone has a grill they LOVE shoot the model my way as I have no grill knowledge other than I have heard Webber is good. I have been a bit obsessed with home and garden Chanel shows lately, especially Moving Up. I have decided I am going to transform our outdoor area into a tranquil oasis for myself this year, oh and the dogs :) The grill is the first step and the second will be a new umbrella and comfy chairs.

In other mundane news, this week I am starting to get sick again. My immune system is waging war on me for some reason. I am pretending it isn't happening. I refuse to have to say yes I was sick for the entire month of March. I just started back at the gym late last week and then Sunday night I felt it creeping back. I have a wine\food Tasting with my ladies this Thursday night, Friday night I am hitting up Wendell's for some wings with another friend and Saturday night is our friend's 40th birthday at a bar in Boston. No time for sickness, so this time I am just not accepting it.

Sweater

I am in search of a Kelly Green cable knit sweater. I saw Cindy Fitzgibbon of Fox News fame sporting one last week for the flower show and I loved it. I have yet to be able to find a nice cotton long sleeved one of decent weight. I want something between a thin clingy material and a thick merino so I think cotton will do. My google search continues......as all the standard places have turned up nothing in that lovely shade of bright kelly green :(

In other news I cut another 2 inches off my hair and dyed it back to dark brown. My highlights had moved from a nice light brown over to a horrid shade of orange in the last few weeks, sprinkled with some nice gray hairs at the crown. I feel a little more human now, its funny how a haircut can do that for ya. I am still hoping to get a bob at some point this year. It is my goal if I hit a certain weight and maintain it for a couple of months. I love a long bob look with sweepy bangs but I don't sport the thinnest face around so some lb droppage is necessary.

Suffering....

I suffer from a poor office location. I used to like my spot by the windows, close to the kitchen. But lately it is like an obstacle course just attempting to get out to use the ladies room. I wonder if I have a sign that says please stop me and ask a technical related question because where ever I was headed (with purpose) is clearly less important. I am contemplating setting up shop in the broom closet adjacent to the loo so that all my needs are filled and I can get some work done. Don't get me wrong I don't mind answering questions but when I am clearly in motivated motion then please be polite and allow me on my way. A simple email request will suffice, I will get back to you. Thats all I ask......

Happy St. Patrick's Day!!

My second favorite holiday. I happily made it out to work today although I am still not feeling 100% but another day in that house and I would have taken myself out back.....

I do have to mention that today is my beloved pup's birthday. She is four years old today!! Happy birthday bumblebee a treat is in your future. I may even make her a hamburger cake tonight with cheese. Have a pint for me, lord knows I would love me some alcohol.

Useless Husband was not mentioned on WebMD...

In the list of symptoms for the FLU.

My husband and I have been couped up in our house for the past four days both grossly ill. And yes by day three we were really starting to get on each other's nerves. I am confident in saying that women handle sickness better than men. Let me offer a few examples. We had exactly the same symptoms that made it near impossible for us to move but yet I drove myself to the doctors on Friday full body aches and a 102 degree fever in tow. I get a call from my loving spouse asking for me to pick him up a sub on the way home because he can't move from the couch. Ummm, yeah exactly what I wanted to do after I sit and wait in CVS. I am then told later in the day that we are out of tissues and water, instead of offering to go purchase them he continues to moan on the couch and is now using a hand towel to blow his nose. I drove out very early yesterday to the supermarket and picked up the necessary FLU remedies including water and tissues. I am not one for using linens in place of such things like tissues and TP. Later in the day around 11am he says "are you hungry?", neither of us have cash so delivery is out of the question. I waiting thinking he would possibly offer to go grab us something considering I had made the last million trips including all the potty trips for both dogs. I was mistaken. By 2:30 pm neither one of us had eaten I finally gave in and drove to the local sub shop. The only thing he did move for was to grab my laptop so he could continue in the fantasy baseball draft without moving from his molded spot on the couch. This infuriated me as one would think that he would return my laptop back to me upstairs when finished but that was a no go. That was my breaking point and we got into a spat. I told him something along the lines that my laptop was no longer available for public use and he would have to go downstairs to his office to use his own. Might I mention same symptoms, not same level of responsibility. The irony is just moments ago he just finally came upstairs looking for the laptop. I told him I was working, I feel blogging is working in a way. I am definitely going to make him wait it out. I may even "forget" to bring it downstairs with me on my next trip. And yes childishness is a symptom listed on WebMD for the FLU. I think we both need to get healthy and out of this house before we start sparing like American Gladiators.

I can only hope that today I will have enough energy to clean up my house. Two weeks of two sick adults it looks like a it should be condemned....seriously I am disgusted by myself.

Annoyance of the day...

Since my house has been transformed into a MASH unit I feel I should keep my posts in line with my mood.....yucky.

High annoyance award of the day goes to, drumroll.....Diesel truck in the drive through. All I wanted was a latte. I am far to sick and scary looking to be seen in public so a quick trip through the drive through was in order. My luck staying true to form for the week granted me the gift of a huge diesel Ford Super Duty (driven by a woman) behind me in the drive through making any order in audible. It was maddening to say the least, especially when you voice is hoarse to begin with. If you have an engine that rates on the Richter scale, for all that is good and holy park your jalopy and walk in. This also applies for those motorist who have a base system in their car that can vibrate a person's fillings.

Thank you, that is all.

Reason 142 Why I hate the doctors

So I finally broke down and called my doctor after being sick for the better part of a week. I came down with a wretched cough and sore throat that I could no longer ignore (on top of the intermittent chills, fever and headaches). I got an appointment for this morning. I arrived at the office 10 minutes early to check in and found the waiting room packed. I will not mention which care facility I go to as I really like my doctor but I hate the hospital she is affiliated with and also the geographic location is questionable. The lobby was filled with lots of angry sick people. I found out that they were angry because they had all been waiting so long. It never fails, even when I have a pre-scheduled appointment that I have to wait for a long time. I did witness (while waiting) a woman who brought in her daughter with a possible broken foot. I was within earshot so I heard her pleading with the woman behind the desk to fit her daughter in and that she didn't have a phone to call in advance. The desk clerk was trying to convince her to bring her daughter to the emergency room but the woman did not have the $$ to pay the fee, only enough for her primary co-pay which was why she came there first. They didn't have an appointment available until 2:45, this was 9:30am. The girl, no more than 15 was sitting in tears in a hospital issued wheelchair. I felt so guilty sitting there not having to worry about paying my co-payment. If I hadn't been sick for the past week and secretly worried that I had something major wrong I would have given her my appointment. The healthcare system just really sucks sometimes. I am in the process of switching doctors because there ain't no way in hell I am giving birth in the hood. And no I am not preggo but I am planning for the distant future. I waited for 45 minutes to find that I am fighting a strong case of the FLU, nothing more. I have never had the FLU or been sick this long in my life, with the exception of Viral Pneumonia when I was 20 I (that was some scary shit folks). She prescribed me Mucinex and inhaler and told me to rest. She did give me chest x-ray for good measure, that and all cultures came back negative. Apparently I need to just suffer until it goes away. Hubby is also sick again but I was assured you can't "pass" the FLU to each other. I just find it strange that he was sick, then semi- better, then I was sick, then semi-better and now we are both sick again with the same symptoms. On a happier note, my fever broke at around 2pm full sweats and all ( feel the cuteness) and I am starting to feel a little bit better. This mucinex stuff seems to be working, even though I picked it up over the counter because as per norm my prescriptions at CVS weren't ready. That is a rant for another day. I swear I am going to go back in to work and my office mates are going to be looking at me sideways wondering if I was really sick or not. I called my boss several times today as I was working (with fever) from home and he got to hear my Demi Moore to the 100th power raspy voice first hand, so he knows I wasn't fooling.

Thank god its Friday. I am sitting in my bedroom in the middle of my bed, laptop in hand looking out over the lake with my dogs sleeping at my feet. I guess sick or not life isn't so bad.

Fighting through the FLU

Not much new in my neck of the woods aside from the fact I came down with the FLU. Yes that is right sick since last Wednesday. Love the delirious fever, chills, headaches, runny nose...yeah all the stuff no medicine can help. I ventured in to work today for fear that the walls of my house were closing in on me.

The only noteworthy events of the past week. I upgraded the family trashcan from a half circle simple human (that rusted) to this fingerprint proof one. Love it!! I also purchase a new spring Northface jacket for myself (in a really cool green\gray combo) and I also picked one up for husband (different color). He will be turning the ripe old age of 36 tomorrow. We have doggie training tomorrow night so dinner out will have to be later in the week. And the last of the oh so very exciting news is that I have been married for what seems to be eons and I am finally going to get to see my professional photographs this week. My photographer is such a sweetheart or else I would be far more sour for having waited this long. She said she loved our stuff so much that she is using one of of shots as the lead in picture on her website, pretty cool stuff (as long as I don't look fat).

Rockstar Puppy

Last night was an explosion of puppy cuteness. A ring full of every kind of 4 month old dog imaginable and our beast was the biggest. He did great though which surprised the heck out of the hubby and I. The instructor used him for a demo for teaching your dog to pay attention and he was stellar. I think she was using spiked treats because at home he is a demon. We whispered to each other that our dog was the rockstar of the class, the cutest, etc.. I can only imagine how we be when we have children. Can you say competitive??

We shot home to watch Big Brother 9 because we are in a heated contest with our friends. What else is there to do in doldrums of winter than to wager on cheesy reality TV. See I thought so too. I was rooting for my girl Alison who in real life would be the type of girl I would despise but she is one of my players in the show so go go Boston Bitch. I figured her status as a gambler would at least garner me the manipulation angle, so far she is has been terrible.

I awoke at 2am unable to swallow. It seems I may have caught the cold my husband was sporting last weekend. I am bulldogging it at work but so far I am not feeling it. Also, can some one please explain why every time I venture to try a cold medicine it make a line on my front teeth. This has happened since I was a child. I take medicine for a cold and I wind up with a distinct line across my teeth, the bottom appearing whiter. Strange but true.

Lets play pretend...

That is exactly what I did today at lunch.

I ventured over to Dunkin Donuts today after the gym and ordered up a big fat iced coffee. I am a rebel and even drove to the DD with my window halfway down. I know, crazy right? I am determined to make it though this terrible winter even if I have to resort to fantasies that involve me sipping my iced coffee while standing outside in the nice warm breeze. I almost forgot I had on a puffy black winter coat. Damn that iced caffeine tasted sweet....

Not much happeing.

Not much more than hibernating going on in my neck of the woods. When will winter be over? My highlights of last week were a trip to Johny Rockets and Sephora in Burlington. That place is dangerous for lunchtime sprees. I love makeup shopping, a little too much. I spent the weekend at the doggie park on Saturday and Sunday attempting to squeeze the energy out of the beast. On Sunday I felt inspired and cooked a homemade chicken soup, made chicken salad, a turkey meatloaf and cooked multple chicken breasts to stick in the fridge for lunch this week. I have almost no excuse to heat terribly and I don't have to cook this week to boot. The hubby wasn't too keen as he doesn't like leftovers but I have a feeling he will start to when I tell him I am not cooking. Salads for me this week, he can have the same or fend for himself. I am done cooking (and eating) cheesy broccoli rice.

Tonight we have our first training class for the beast which should be fun. He is a little devil so hopefully this will help improve his behavior. I can only imagine how he will act when he is cut loose in a ring full of puppies, chaos will ensue for certain.

More baby news. There have been four boys (well one set of twins) born in our friendship circle in the past two weeks. I have a feeling next year will be the year for us attending year one birthdays.

Are you accountable?

I spent yesterday at the Boston Hyatt learing about Accountability in Management "The OZ Principle" I have to say the instructor was engaging and I was drinking the cool aid by lunch. Now to apply the techniques in my non perfect world will be the challenge. I reminded me of the days when I taught. I loved my job back then and I think now it was because of all the interesting and intelligent people I would meet. Yesterday was filled with breakout sessions so I got to meet a lot of folks and hear a lot of interesting perspectives. I was feeling better and empowered about my position when I left so I guess the seminar was successful. I am going to try to read the book this weekend.

Tonight C and are babysitting for our friends little boys. They are 5 and 3 and I love them to pieces. We help our friends out a few times a year and test the waters for when we will have our own. I am always pooped when I go home. C has the first shift solo because I will be working in Waltham until 4. We'll see how he is holding up once I get there in the evening.

Friday night I have plans with a group of friends to grab apps and drinks at either a place called Sorrentos or The Alamo. Both places are somewhere out on 495 in the Milford\Franklin\Bellingham area (not sure yet). The hidden purpose of this outing is to fix one of my friend's up with a friend of a friend of a friend...ok enough that is a bit ridiculous. It is a fixup to see if they mesh. C thinks the guy is a meathead because he was giving a pro-steroids speech over the summer at a BBQ. I left that little tidbit out on both sides, no need to hurt anyone's feelings.

In other news BB9 is explosive this season. I am not sure if anyone else watches. I never did until three years ago when some of C's friends made a contest out of it. The most annoying decietful biatch got voted off last night. I sincerely hope her boyfriend (also on the show) kicks her obnoxious arse to the curb when he sees what she was saying about him behind his back. Crap comments like that (if they are not true) can really damage a person. I know she was lobbying to keep herself in the house but did she forget that America was watching and now a vast majority think her bf is racist. Then she denied it....hmmm rollback scene please...

That is all I got right now

Weekend Recap

Well thank god for long weekends. I decided this weekend was going to be my surprise the hubby weekend by finally painting our bedroom which is just what I did. He was snowmobiling up in Vermont so this was the perfect opportunity.

Friday Night: My sis came over and we headed out to Home Depot to secure paint and supplies for the project. We then popped over to the Longhorn for some dinner and cocktails. We both had stressful weeks although her more than me so we drank some yummy Dynamite Cab, I highly recommend it.

Saturday: Up early for spinning and then out for a long walk with the doggies. It was my attempt to poop them out so they would behave while I painted. We started painting and kept on moving. All of the walls with the exception of the accent were no longer yucky yellow. It reminded me of "The Yellow Wallpaper" from college. Perkins describes my bedroom color perfectly:

"The color is repellent, almost revolting; a smouldering unclean
yellow, strangely faded by the slow-turning sunlight. It is a dull yet
lurid orange in some places, a sickly sulphur tint in others."

The previous owners had painted over watch plaid walpaper, first light blue for their son and then a grotesque shade of yellow (and I generally love yellow)in an attempt to neutralize for the sale. The walls are now a lovely shade of Ralph Lauren parchment. The accent wall which is actually an encased chimeny is now a dark chocolate brown, aka Ralph Lauren Artist Brown.

You see it took me a very long time to decide on what I would decorate this bedroom in. I have always wanted a spa-like zen bedroom with shades of aqua, light blue and so forth. But what I have is a Chalet style Cape with 18" celings in the bedrooms. The ceilings are tongue and groove wood in a cherry\oak color with rather large dark cross beams, think cabin. My spa look really didn't fit with the rustic wood in this room, but my tastes are not really rustic which presents my issue. I have decided on a masculine color pallet of slate blue, beige and chocolate brown. I think I really like it now that it is done. I am going to post some pictures on my flickr site soon and ask for opinions. It is definitely not a light bright room, but I think it feels warm and cozy. We'll see what you gals think.

Saturday Night: I painted the first coat on the accent wall and hopped in the shower. I had a hot date with one of my girlfriend's. We hit up Ruth Chris for some wine and dinner. That place is fantastic. If you ever have a chance to go do it!!

Sunday: I finished up paiting and headed out to pick up some accesories for the new room. I came home with a painting I fell in love with from Home Goods. I hung it over the unsightly wall airconditioner unit in our bedroom. I also secured new lamps and shades, placemats for the top of our nightstands, a large round mirror and a iron accent piece for the peak. I spent the remainder of Sunday spread out on the bed with my dogs, water, a book and HGTV playing in the background admiring my handiwork. It was perfect.

Hubby came home and loved the new set up. We spent Monday hanging around, going to the gym and grocery shopping.

Today back to work. My internet connect was down from 7:30am to 10:30am, hell on earth for me.

Happy V Day ((Long))

Happy Heart Day fellow bloggers.

I am currently sipping a mocha nut fudge coffee attempting to soothe my nerves. I was driving to work trying to remember about Valentines Days past to post about when I almost got into an accident. I hate that feeling because then for the rest of the commute your nerves are frazzled. I heard traffic was bad my normal route so I decided to take a cut through road to route 1. It is a very windy road with lots of conservation land, a beautiful farm and a bird sanctuary. Well apparently it was also a bit icy. I came over a hill slowly and saw that two fellow motorists had been in separate accidents. One car was up a hill the other off the road into a large rock. The car in front of me slowed and so did I and that is when I started to slide. I turned my car into the snowy side of the road barely missing the car in front of me and the one already crash into a rock. I asked the woman if she was ok and if she needed me to call anyone. She was fine and police were on their way so I slowly made my way out to route 1 and then onto miserable 128 to work. I blame a large percentage of the reason why I don't blog as often on terrible traffic. It is killing my mood almost daily.

Back to my previously scheduled post....Valentines Days of Old.


When I was a child my dad would go to the local candy shop and buy my sister and I each a chocolate heart-shaped lollipop, one milk chocolate and one white chocolate. He would buy my mom a box of white almond bark and some penuche fudge. It was a tradition until I got into highschool. This will be my first valentine's day without my dad. I had intended to head over to the same candy shop to buy something for my mom but schedules have not allowed. I sent her flowers instead.

When I was in grade school giving out Valentine’s Day cards was the tradition. We would be sent home with a class list. My mom would buy boxes of valentine's and I would write one out for each student in my class. On the day we would deliver our notes to construction paper made mailboxes on each desk. I remember that in 4th of 5th grade a certain popular girl only gave out valentines to people she "liked" and not the whole class. I had always thought it was sort of the rule that everyone got one so although she had given one to me I asked her why not everyone else. She said "because I don't have to if I don't want to"...Well let me tell you this girl went on to become one of the more popular girls in my graduating class and became more of a bitch with each passing year.


In Junior high we got to send chocolate lollipops for some fundraiser around to our friends. My girlfriends and I sent them to each other. My freshmen year a guy named Kevin sent me one. It was my first an only highschool lollipop from a male. We became very close friends for the rest of highschool. The week of my 17th birthday (my senior year) I had been complaining all week that my boyfriend was blowing off my birthday to go to a Van Halen concert. Kevin showed up at my house after school the day of my birthday with a dozen of the most beautiful roses I have ever received. He was a really sweet guy and a good friend.

In highschool Valentine's Day meant roses being sent around either by a secret admirer or by your friends. The choices were pink or red and they were delivered during home room on the 14th. All the girls and guys would walk around all day with their bunches conspicuously sticking out of their book bags in plain sight for everyone to see how popular they were. Most people I know sent them to themselves…. It is pretty funny to think back on it.

When I was in my 20's and teaching a fellow instructor and I became really good friends. He was like a pimp among our company but I was taken so we were just good buds. I would get to hear about all his adventures in dating and believe me when you date women who work together it is an adventure. I remember him telling me that he planned to buy an extra Valentine’s Day card for his lady of the moment to save and give to her in July. Because in his opinion what is more thoughtful than giving a Valentine’s Day card when it is unexpected. Well I thought wow that is a really clever idea until I found out he purchased a bunch of the "same" cards and gave them to different women all with the same sentiment written in them. I can only shake my head at this memory......

As for all the other valentine's days I do not have really any major memories. Last year my then soon to be husband surprised me a couple of days beforehand by cooking a fantastic fancy dinner complete with music and candlelight. It was a great Valentine’s Day surprise before hand :)

This year was the first I could by a "For My Husband" card. I left it for him with a burned copy of the Ben Folds song "The Luckiest" as it says all I would in its Lyrics. I hope he likes it. I think we are going to grab a low key dinner and then hit up "Definitely Maybe" because that was my request.

Anyone else have good plans??

Monday Again??

Where does all the time go? I can't believe it is Monday again and shall I say it is Hella Cold outside!! I got up for spinning this morning and I swear to god cold leg stubble appeared on my legs instantaneously when I stepped outside.

Friday was my friend's wedding at Lakeview Pavillion. She looked wonderful and we had a great time. We cut a rug or two on the dance floor. My hubby made up this new slide move to play that funky music white boy (how fitting). I am putting the pictures up on my Flickr site. If you don't have the address I would be happy to send it to you if you email me at bosnakedbootleg At Gmail dot com.

I got some sad news on Saturday that one of my very good friends who was a bridesmaid in my wedding lost her baby. She was 5 months and 1 week pregnant. It was devastating to hear. My heart is broken for her and her husband. It is really sad because my best friend is with child also and I am the only one who knows. She isn't up to the safety mark when she can start telling everyone. We had lunch on Saturday and discussed our friend's loss and now she is afraid herself to tell people. I mean 5 months is halfway there, it is just too shocking. In other baby news we have friends that are set to deliver today and other friends who found out this past Friday that they are having a little boy in early June. The baby blitz is on, not for us though we are waiting another year to start trying (at minimum).

Well that is about it for me. I started day 1 of healthy eating today. I have really let myself slide since the fall. I am back up a clothes size and it is rather depressing and isnt' the winter depressing enough to add a fat roll or two?

I got the greenlight from the hubby that we can move on to project remodel ghetto bathroom 2008. We live in a small house and our main floor bathroom is also the bathroom that we use to get ready, no master suite with gigantic bathroom for this lady. I cannot wait to rip down the crayolla flesh color crayon tile that covers almost every verticle surface in that bathroom. I just need to be creative and find a way dial down my designer taste and get my vision of Spa Serenety to fit our budget, that will be harder said than done.

Wink

Woke up this morning to find the puppy with crusted over eye. I know kinda gross, try seeing that minutes after waking up at 4:30 this morning. I cleaned him off but something is definitely wrong. He was too cute looking up at me half winking, poor little guy. The hubby is taking him to the vet when they open to have a looksy.

I have a serious case of the winter blahs that I am trying to shake. I think planning mini vacation may in fact do the trick. I also, need a home improvement project to kick start the fires. Our bedroom which had been sorely neglected since we purchased our house has been shaping up with the new bed and linens but it is not pulled together yet. I think I may paint it soon. Since we were able to pay off the last of our nuptual expenses with our taxes we are now able to get back to some of the house projects we have been holding off on.

MIserable Monday.

All I can say is wow. This is the second year in a row I have watched the Patriots play an important game at our friend's house and the second year they have lost. I think their house may very well have a black cloud above it. I think my husband will be in an utter state of depression for the next week. He is claiming to swear off sports radio for two months. I don't believe it for a second.

Boy do I really need to reel in the eating. I have been a bit out of control lately and my jeans are telling the story. Yikes!! Back to the land of healthy eating, especially if I am making a trip out to California to visit friends this spring. It is so easy to fall off the wago and so very hard to get back on.

My friend's wedding is this Friday night. I am really looking forward to it. Other than that not much else to report at the moment. Here's hoping this Monday cruises by....

My mind she is a wandering....

Ever have one of those days that you are all across the board? That about sums me up today. I awoke from a disjointed night's sleep with multiple puppy potty visits. The hubby and I are going to have to converse about the policy of taking turns. I was determined to start the day off right. I scooped up the pup, hurried down the stairs, ran outside(barefoot) so he could relieve himself all trying to make a 5:30am class at the gym. And wouldn't you know it he peed on my bare foot, gross! I cleaned up and made it to the gym and had a decent workout. Good deal. I wanted to make it in early to work and I was on track. I pulled in the drive to find hubby had actually gotten up and the dogs were outside -- Score!! I took a look at my phone and my mood sunk immediately. Crisis at work that took me two hours to fix. I notified everyone I would be arriving late because at this point a shower had not been taken. I will say as a plus is driving to work outside the 6am-9am window that is normally like a mass exxodus to hell. I zipped in in under 30 minutes and was immediately slammed by my VP. I owed him a report by today and he was looking for it and no it was not finished. You see he comes in generally by 11, I am in by 8 so I had planned to give myself those three hours to polish it up prior to sending off at 10:45. Shame on me for procrastinating. I finished it by 12:30 and sent it off.

I was having difficulty refocusing so I decided around 1:45 to hop in my Chevette, roll the top down and skoot to Costco (the land of large quantities of things I really don't need). Also, I don't own a Chevette, nor anything that had a top that can be put down -- I just always wanted to say that. I left Cosco with a Lion's sized box of Cat Chow, a Kenneth Cole black down vest, and a set of 600 Count Chocolate Brown sheets (for the new bed) but I was still feeling blah. I slicked on some Loreal HIP Dreamer lip gloss and felt a surge of happiness. It is amazing what a little gloss will do. I then popped on my new sunglasses purchased for me by my sister and all felt right in the world. So much so I pulled through the parking lot and a lovely woman let me go. I gave her a hearty wave and mouthed thank you as I pulled past her car. I decided to offer the same courtesy to a person who was attempting to pull in front of me. I gave her a nod as a gesture allowing her to proceed and all I got was a passive limp fish wave back...hmmmm damm Massachusetts drivers. Oh well thank god for lipgloss and cool shades.

A Good Nights Sleep

What a difference a good nights sleep makes. We bought a new mattress this weekend. I cannot type the word "mattress" without playing the Mattress Disccounters commercial complete with the "leave the last s off for savings" every time (which means I have recited it three times in the last 15 seconds). I am now the proud owner of a brandy new King sized bed and it is heaven. We hit up Sleepy's in Plainville on Saturday for a test run, after enjoying a lunch of salads and beer over at Chilli's. The had us input some statistics and then lay on a bed that was hooked up to a computer. It spit out our sleep profile. The hubby and I fell into the same range as we are fairly close in size. I am a bit taller he is a bit heavier. After many a test run we decided on a Kingsdown cloud inner spring and it was delivered last night. The first thing I did was jump on it and do a bed angel given its enormity. I loaded up the bed with all the new bedding I purchased earlier (we upgraded from a queen so new linens we In order)in the day fresh from the dryer and then curled up with dogs and a my book. I had to peel myself out of that bed this morning to hit the gym and go to work. I am looking forward to climbing back in tonight for some free form lounge reading.



I am going to try to make an effort to post more often as I did before. Lately work and life have been consuming. Here is the latest state of the state to get everyone caught up in a quick minute:

• Two deaths since Christmas. One a relative and one a close friend's aunt. I have had enough with death in the past year so that is all I will say.


• New dog in da house!! I have been up to my eyeballs in puppy craziness the last month.


• I am slowing making my way back to a regular gym routine and healthy eating and it has been slow going but I am going. Recently toying with joining Weight Watchers...Hello my name is Elsie and I am a food addict (she imagines in her head)


• 6 of my girlfriend's are currently pregnant Yes six!! Deliveries begin in February and continue on through September of next year. This has caused me to double up on my birth control.


• Lots of football watching, football recap, Tom Brady exposes. I like the Patriots but I cannot wait for the season to be over.


• Fixed up a mutual guy friend of couple of weeks ago, watching to see how that love match pans out.


• Gotten in to a much better routing cleaning the house. Attempting as a NYR to actually clean the dishes after dinner before going to bed. This has helped to greatly improve my mood.


• Hubby is obsessed with TV Show Rescue Me. He has rented all the previous seasons from Netflix and that has pretty much consumed most of our joint viewing time for the past month.


• I am obsessed with the Biggest Loser. Go team blue!!


• Had date night last week to see 27 Dresses. Which way does your moral compass point?? Loved it!! I am a chick flick addict.


• also saw No Country for Old Men last week. I wasn't completely impressed. This may or may not be due to the full carafe of Sangria I drank beforehand at a lovely Mexican dinner. I think I may have dozed off a few times contributing to my indifference to the movie and its ending.


• Had dinner at a lovely new place called Restaurant 3 in Franklin to celebrate my friend's graduation. (too lazy to post a link) Food was yummy as was the wine :)


• Hiking for a couple of hours with pooches over the weekend, lots of fun.


• New Bed Purchased.

What time is it? Right Now.

What are you? This moment.



Now we are all caught up.

Frightful Friday Outfits from the past......

For some reason driving to work today I started to think about cringe worthy outfits of my past. Boy there were quite a few. Considering my blogging prowess has been hibernating much like I feel like doing during the winter. I am going to throw out Frightful Friday Outfits as my topic for today. I have seen other extremely creative bloggers toss out challenges to create a chic ensamble on a budget. Well here is my contribution for the day. Feel free to join in the fun.

Below find my ghastly outfit circa 1995. I will add I wore this to go clubbing in the Alley in Boston to a club whose name now escapes me (because I am old). I was sporting the wannabe Friends "Rachel Do" that I ofcourse added my own spin to which I dubbed the wing. I would hold out the temple of my hair with hair brush, generously spray aquanet and then blow dry to add side volume. It was a sight to behold topped off with dark brown lipstick to compliment my pale Irish skin.


Material certainly not found in nature, stretchy turtleneck:


Covered by and oversized denim men's oxford. Generally Polo because that is how I rolled. Three buttons undone so you could see the striped splendor beneath.

Again material not found in nature black stretch stirup pants.

Tucked into shoe boots, although mine were slightly taller with the metal granny hook to tie up the two laces because the buckle just wasn't enough.

Wowsers!! I was above and beyond tacky.

I hope everyone has a good weekend on tap.