Forgive the messy and non-cohesive state of the blog right now. After a nine month leave of absence I decided some housekeeping was necessary and I decided to take on the task myself rather than hirer a designer. It's a slow process, but it'll get done eventually and will look ah-mah-zing.
I started getting a catalogue called "Metro Style." I've never ordered from them, but you know how it is - order from one catalogue and suddenly you receive 50 others.
Anyway, I was flipping through "Metro Style" when I came about this beauty:
The front half is leather and the back half is stretch knit. And then there's the fringe on the back pockets.
Now I know what you're thinking, "Wow! Nothing says underpaid stripper like half leather, half stretch knit pants with fringe pockets!"
But I think Metro Style really has something here. First of all, Metro Style only had to skin half a cow. Granted, that cow is probably wandering around somewhere saying, "¿Dónde están mis pantalones?" But Metro Style is sacrificing style to save cows and that deserves a thumbs up.
Second, I know we've all said to ourselves at least once while wearing our leather pants, "Damn! I wish these breathed more." Now you can be unfashionable and chaffage free all at one.
And third, leather fringe pockets! We could all use a little more fringe on our asses.
So tonight I'm raising my half red wine, half grape juice filled glass to you Metro Style for revolutionizing the world of leather pants. Now for the price of a really nice pair of pleather pants, I can get half of the real thing.
7:30AM on Thanksgiving morning! Is anyone else up this early with me preparing their turkey?
This is only my second time, ever, making our turkey. The first year I made it was the same year I met Stonewall. And I made that turkey the night before because we were having Thanksgiving lunch rather than dinner.
My first turkey!
Oops! Something is burning!
Okay...I'm back. My onions were burning, my turkey was leaking...it was a mess, but it's all good now. The turkey is resting comfortably in 325 degrees of bliss and butter.
I'm also in charge mashed potatoes, corn, and gravy. And for an appetizer I'm making a raspberry brie round in a pastry puff.
I haven't eaten breakfast yet and I'm making myself hungry talking about all of this food. I think I'll go get something to eat before I have to baste the turkey again.
Some of you may know, some of you may not know (I think I've mentioned it before) that I work in Human Resources for a motor repair shop. Not my dream job (by a long shot), but it pays the bills and there are worse jobs to have.
Anyway...
We're hiring, so I receive a handful of applications and resumes every day. Most of them are just normal resumes, pretty boring and nothing to write about. There are a few though that just make my day. I know the economy is bad and many people are out if a job right now, so when an employment opportunity arrives those people want to do what ever they can to get HR's attention. However, if you're one of those people, please keep in mind that if I'm laughing at your resume, then you probably went about it the wrong way.
I received my favorite resume last week. I opened the email and up popped...
A self-portrait.
As in, the applicant sat in front of a mirror and drew a picture of himself.
And then took the time to scan it into the computer and attach it to his resume.
I laughed my f-*beep* ass off.
Dude, we repair electric motors. I don't need to know what your artistic abilities are. If you want to impress me, send me a video of you repairing a motor in half the time it would normally take.
A few updates since I've not been blogging very much this week.
Unless you're blind or new here, I don't think I need to point out the obvious. Pretty fancy-schmancy, huh? There are still a few little updates that need to be made and April also made a button for me that needs to be added, but so far I'm super diggin' my new look and name.
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I've been super busy with my sister's bridal shower. It's coming up on November 28, and my mom and I are trying to get everything together. It's going to be a very schnazzy affair, if I do say so myself. Our theme is the movie "Chocolat". We're having it at a Country-French inspired chalet at a local winery. We're using aqua and burgundy colors for all the decorations and accessories. We're also using (and this is my favorite part) a kangaroo silhouette as part of the decorations. And, of course, we're having lots of chocolate. The menu includes chocolate vegetable dip, chocolate soup, and chocolate and brie paninis. We're also having a chocolate buffet for all the guests to chow down on.
Our only concern is the winery. Apparently, they do enough business on wine sales alone, so they don't see the need to cater to their customers that rent their facility. Twice now we had to go the winery to ask questions because they refuse to answer their phone or return phone calls. The straw, though, that is thisclose to breaking the camel's back is that they told us that our rental time of 11:000 to 2:00 includes set-up and clean-up which when we booked the room wasn't the case. Now we're being told they are having a musician start at 2:00 and he has to set up beforehand in the same room.
Yeah, we'll see about that.
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Lil Mootz got his H1N1 shot today. I am so relieved he finally got it. My SIL had the swine flu this past week. We were all so worried that Lil Mootz was going to get it too, but, except for a runny nose, he's healthy. I just hope it stays that way.
If you'd like to see a comedy about the Civil War then I highly recommend it.
I don't think it was meant to be a comedy, but after watching it last night I'm pretty sure some dude decided to use his Christmas money to make this film. Bad acting, bad storyline, bad script, bad props. It is all so bad it is hil-f***in-larious!
Stonewall: Wow, this movie is so bad, but it is so funny!
Me: I know. I'm so glad they made a comedy about the Civil War. I was just saying to myself the other night, "You know what's funny? The Civil War."
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And because I can't get this song out of my head after hearing it this morning (hence the post title):
To add to the excitement, she has arrived with her entourage of Adobe programs! Photoshop, InDesign, Illustrator...the list goes on! Bestill my creative heart.
Everyone have a great weekend! I know I certainly will with my new toy!
One of the necessary evils in life is the public bathroom. As much as one would all like to avoid them most of us use one AT LEAST once a week, most likely more depending on how we spend our days.
As I've previously mentioned this past week I was vacationing in Disney World. When you're in Disney there are about 1.2 million things you can do to fill your day and none of those things include sitting in your room. This means you will be visiting many public bathrooms during your time in Disney.
For the most part, I don't mind using public restrooms. Like I said, a necessary evil, so I try not to think about the germs and I just go to my happy place when I must use one.
I do have a complaint though that I really must get off my chest. I'm choosing to share this with all of you in the hopes that perhaps my little blog voice with reach at least one of you who is guilty of this terrible offense and the angels will sing, the clouds will part, and you will finally see the error of your ways.
If you are a hoverer -
You know, a woman who doesn't sit on the toilet seat, but precariously floats above the seat.
If you are a hoverer -
Just for the record though, the odds of catching any sort of disease from the toilet seat is pretty slim to none. Really. You have a better chance of toppling over and slamming your head into the stall door rendering yourself unconscious with your pants around your ankles and granny panties flashing for all the world to see as you become, "That chick who totally took a spill in the ladies bathroom!" on blogs around the world.
Anyway...
If you are a hoverer, for the love of all things clean and dry,
WIPE UP YOUR PEE THAT DRIBBLED ONTO THE TOILET SEAT!!
Let me ask this -
If you are so grossed out that you don't want to sit on a dry toilet seat, what in samhell makes you think I want to touch a seat that has your urine on it?! Worse yet, what would possess you to believe that I want to clean it up for you?!
If you are old enough to be using a bathroom by yourself, you are old enough to be responsible for your body fluids. Clean up your whiz that you left on the toilet seat.
Your cooperation in this matter is greatly appreciated. Thank you.
That's right, everybody! I'm back from vacation! And back to work.
*clap clap clap*
I'm sure you're all just as excited as I am :) (Well, except the back to work part...)
Our vacation to Florida was so relaxing and so much fun. We spent the first week in Sarasota. My mom, my sister, and Lil Mootz joined us in the 80 degree weather on the first Tuesday. We spent a few days swimming with Lil Mootz in the pool, tanning our Pennsylvania see through skin, and enjoying tasty Florida seafood. On Halloween my mom, my sister, and Lil Mootz flew back to PA, while Stonewall and I headed down to Orlando for a week at Disney World with Stonewall's sister and her husband. We had a blast being kids together at the happiest place on earth.
I took a ton of pictures and videos to share with you all. However, my computer is being a gigantic butthole and is crapping out on me. This makes editing and sharing pictures (among many other things) a huge hassle.
Don't worry though, I'm already on it. I have a new computer on order and it should be here on Friday along with some software I've mentioned before that I really, really, really want! That's right - the Adobe Design Premium! I am super thrilled and you should be too because when I finally get to share all my photos and videos with you they will look even more amazing than what everything looked in person.
To help hold you over until that wonderful time, I put together a short 15-photo slide show with some of the most memorable moments of our vacation.
