Today my sister and I ventured to Target so that I could purchase a baby shower gift for one of Ryan's sisters. ohmygosh, that was not fun! I printed out the list and attempted to find anything in the store. Most of the items were only available online only, and had I been organized and planned ahead, I could have had something cute and fun ordered weeks ago, but who has time for that? We spent about 45 minutes going up and down the 7 aisles matching brands, item numbers and actual items. I didn't get the things I wanted because they were not where they were supposed to be and the prices were completely off. The list said something cost $7.50 and then the store said it cost $39.99. Not helpful. None of the prices were anywhere near accurate, so I ended up just getting anything I could find on the list and in the store. When we got to the register, the items didn't scan off the list. The lovely (read: careless) cashier says "Well, maybe it'll come off eventually." Thank goodness for gift receipts. On the bright side, the mothers (and their cute little kids/babies) going up and down the aisles with me and my sister were very helpful with pointing brands or explaining what the stuff was actually used for.
The shower is on Friday, but unfortunately I can't go for dinner, I can only go to give her the presents. I am still on financial restriction (ticket, boo) and dinner at Garden is very much out of the question. Ryan and I have gone 4 days straight now without going out to eat. The entertaining part of not eating out is my pathetic attempt at cooking. I've tried a couple of dinners without taste-bud pleasing success. The food is edible, but leftovers are not appealing once we remember how tasteless the food was the first time around. I will not give up, though! A couple nights a week, I will try to learn to cook something and the others nights, well, there's nothing wrong with frozen dinners, sandwiches and/or cereal, is there? Here's hoping that January goes by fast!
Showing posts with label weekends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weekends. Show all posts
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
3-day boost
(his post may be all over the place because I had a three day weekend and that is all there is to it.)
Thank you Veterans Day for giving me yet another 3 day weekend (2 weekends in a row! whoo!). I think I prefer having a Monday off instead of a Friday on an extended weekend. For some reason facing a short week on a Tuesday feels better than trudging my way to Thursday.
Ryan and I spent what parts of the weekend we could watching Grey's Anatomy. We finished Season 2 and Season 3 should be in the mail today. I really like that show. It's pretty much the opposite of ER. ER has patient stories with little side stories on the main characters/docs. GA has character stories with little side stories on the patients. That being said, I enjoy them both.
I had to feed my sister's poor cat this weekend. Howie always goes straight for my ankles, then sprawls out in front of me as soon as my feet stop moving. His purring is highly audible b/c he's so happy for the attention and physical touch. I can't blame him, I am a fiend for physical touch. I love when Ryan rubs my back or plays with my hair. My sister has been away from her apartment since last Wednesday. The poor, lonely cat has resorted to crapping on the floor, probably for 2 reasons. One: he has no more space in his litter box to do his business there (I'll feed him, but the litter box is just too much to ask). And two: he is crying out for attention in any way he can! I was never a fan of my sister getting a cat (let alone 2!). She claimed she was lonely in her apartment. She was barely mature/responsible enough to move out of my parents house when she left for college. She can hardly take care of herself much less take care of a cat. But you can never her tell her she is doing something wrong. She digs in her heels and insists that you are unfairly and cruelly criticizing her. I hate feeding her cat because I feel like I pet sit for too many people (okay all of 2) all too often. If you have a pet, freakin take care of it. Geez. At least once a month, I am running across town to feed someone else's pets! I complain about it, but I do it because pets need love, too. That's the other reason I hate feeding her cat; Howie needs more love and more attention than she's giving. That's all I'm sayin'. He has the essentials: food and water. But he is a very social cat and he needs more than just the bare necessities. I am sure she gives him all the love he can ask for when she's around, but she goes out of town every other weekend.
More fun stuff. Sunday I went to Busch Gardens with my friend Scott, his fiance and her sister. It was an interesting day. I had fun on the coasters and I had fun catching up with Scott. I felt like I was talking a ton. But when I wasn't chatting up Scott, there was dead silence. His fiance seems really nice and her sister, too. I am happy for Scott. He is such a good person and he deserves all the happiness he can find. I was quite proud of myself for agreeing to go. I am not very good with social situations, especially when I don't know everyone there. Normally, I would have just avoided the phone calls altogether, but for some reason I was brave enough to venture out. I even went at a time that I could have been spending with Ryan.
On Saturday I went to Starbucks to lounge and read. I love going to get a cup of hot coffee and reading for a couple of hours. It's nice to people watch. I love to read and I love to drink coffee. It's always a nice little afternoon relaxation for me.
All in all I had a good weekend. There's a commercial playing now that gave me pause this weekend. I'm usually multi-tasking during commercials, so I haven't seen the commercial, but just hearing it has enough impact. The voice over guy basically says, "Instant gratification. We lean on it heavily these days. Don't like your car, get a new one. Don't like your house, get a new one. Don't like your job, quit and get a new one. Don't like your spouse, divorce and get a new one. Whatever happened to commitment? At (such and such place) we know commitment..." Or something like that. What ever did happen to commitment. I often wonder why I can't be happy in any of the jobs I've had/currently have. I want to commit to a place, but find myself unhappy after about 4-5 months. My resume shows jobs at least 4 jobs that I held for less than 1.5 years. Some of that is just the nature of a college experience, but some of it is just me being restless. The commercial gave me a renewed sense of semi-loyalty to my current job. I'll make it at least to the year mark. And if we move to Orlando, I will have worked here for about 1.5 years. To be honest, I barely make it here every day; I'm not exactly looking forward to making it to July.
This post is long. I leave you with this: Julie sent me an email today. Someone had apparently found an old catalog from JCPenney. It was from 1977 and was full of hilarious pictures, showing the style of that era.
Thank you Veterans Day for giving me yet another 3 day weekend (2 weekends in a row! whoo!). I think I prefer having a Monday off instead of a Friday on an extended weekend. For some reason facing a short week on a Tuesday feels better than trudging my way to Thursday.
Ryan and I spent what parts of the weekend we could watching Grey's Anatomy. We finished Season 2 and Season 3 should be in the mail today. I really like that show. It's pretty much the opposite of ER. ER has patient stories with little side stories on the main characters/docs. GA has character stories with little side stories on the patients. That being said, I enjoy them both.
I had to feed my sister's poor cat this weekend. Howie always goes straight for my ankles, then sprawls out in front of me as soon as my feet stop moving. His purring is highly audible b/c he's so happy for the attention and physical touch. I can't blame him, I am a fiend for physical touch. I love when Ryan rubs my back or plays with my hair. My sister has been away from her apartment since last Wednesday. The poor, lonely cat has resorted to crapping on the floor, probably for 2 reasons. One: he has no more space in his litter box to do his business there (I'll feed him, but the litter box is just too much to ask). And two: he is crying out for attention in any way he can! I was never a fan of my sister getting a cat (let alone 2!). She claimed she was lonely in her apartment. She was barely mature/responsible enough to move out of my parents house when she left for college. She can hardly take care of herself much less take care of a cat. But you can never her tell her she is doing something wrong. She digs in her heels and insists that you are unfairly and cruelly criticizing her. I hate feeding her cat because I feel like I pet sit for too many people (okay all of 2) all too often. If you have a pet, freakin take care of it. Geez. At least once a month, I am running across town to feed someone else's pets! I complain about it, but I do it because pets need love, too. That's the other reason I hate feeding her cat; Howie needs more love and more attention than she's giving. That's all I'm sayin'. He has the essentials: food and water. But he is a very social cat and he needs more than just the bare necessities. I am sure she gives him all the love he can ask for when she's around, but she goes out of town every other weekend.
More fun stuff. Sunday I went to Busch Gardens with my friend Scott, his fiance and her sister. It was an interesting day. I had fun on the coasters and I had fun catching up with Scott. I felt like I was talking a ton. But when I wasn't chatting up Scott, there was dead silence. His fiance seems really nice and her sister, too. I am happy for Scott. He is such a good person and he deserves all the happiness he can find. I was quite proud of myself for agreeing to go. I am not very good with social situations, especially when I don't know everyone there. Normally, I would have just avoided the phone calls altogether, but for some reason I was brave enough to venture out. I even went at a time that I could have been spending with Ryan.
On Saturday I went to Starbucks to lounge and read. I love going to get a cup of hot coffee and reading for a couple of hours. It's nice to people watch. I love to read and I love to drink coffee. It's always a nice little afternoon relaxation for me.
All in all I had a good weekend. There's a commercial playing now that gave me pause this weekend. I'm usually multi-tasking during commercials, so I haven't seen the commercial, but just hearing it has enough impact. The voice over guy basically says, "Instant gratification. We lean on it heavily these days. Don't like your car, get a new one. Don't like your house, get a new one. Don't like your job, quit and get a new one. Don't like your spouse, divorce and get a new one. Whatever happened to commitment? At (such and such place) we know commitment..." Or something like that. What ever did happen to commitment. I often wonder why I can't be happy in any of the jobs I've had/currently have. I want to commit to a place, but find myself unhappy after about 4-5 months. My resume shows jobs at least 4 jobs that I held for less than 1.5 years. Some of that is just the nature of a college experience, but some of it is just me being restless. The commercial gave me a renewed sense of semi-loyalty to my current job. I'll make it at least to the year mark. And if we move to Orlando, I will have worked here for about 1.5 years. To be honest, I barely make it here every day; I'm not exactly looking forward to making it to July.
This post is long. I leave you with this: Julie sent me an email today. Someone had apparently found an old catalog from JCPenney. It was from 1977 and was full of hilarious pictures, showing the style of that era.
And finally: Julie's thought for the day: The bigger the hair, the closer to God.
Monday, November 5, 2007
monday again. le sigh.
The temperature outside this morning was 50ยบ!!! Ryan and I had the windows and sliding glass door open every moment we were at home. The utility bill will be more pleasant than painful and the apartment feels/smells airy and fresh.
I am very happy that Florida finally decided to let Fall come. Despite the bitterness of having to work when the weather is so gorgeous, Fall is the best time of the year. It would be so nice to move to a place that saw all 4 seasons, but I would be happy with a longer fall if all 4 seasons were not possible. I was born and raised a Florida girl. I love the sunshine, the beach and the laid back atmosphere. However, I equally love the sunshine with cold weather.
This morning when I said bye to Ryan, he said to me “it’s not a job, it’s an adventure”. An adventure, huh? Certainly doesn’t feel like one, though his comment did put me in check about my attitude about facing the day.
You see, I had a 3 day weekend. I spent some time with Ryan every single day of it. We relaxed, cleaned, cooked, bought groceries, went out to dinner, played games and, all in all, had a fantastic weekend together. Mondays are officially black days. Black skirt, black shirt (with white polka dots on the sleeves and collar) and black shoes are the ensemble for the day. My job makes me unhappy; Mondays make me sad.
I have noticed that the months seem to be going by relatively quickly. It might not be as hard as I think to get through to July. It doesn't seem all that long ago since Julie was here. I suppose that's a good sign. We are already 4 days into November. My mom called me Saturday to discuss Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year's plans. The holidays can be such a blur.
I am very happy that Florida finally decided to let Fall come. Despite the bitterness of having to work when the weather is so gorgeous, Fall is the best time of the year. It would be so nice to move to a place that saw all 4 seasons, but I would be happy with a longer fall if all 4 seasons were not possible. I was born and raised a Florida girl. I love the sunshine, the beach and the laid back atmosphere. However, I equally love the sunshine with cold weather.
This morning when I said bye to Ryan, he said to me “it’s not a job, it’s an adventure”. An adventure, huh? Certainly doesn’t feel like one, though his comment did put me in check about my attitude about facing the day.
You see, I had a 3 day weekend. I spent some time with Ryan every single day of it. We relaxed, cleaned, cooked, bought groceries, went out to dinner, played games and, all in all, had a fantastic weekend together. Mondays are officially black days. Black skirt, black shirt (with white polka dots on the sleeves and collar) and black shoes are the ensemble for the day. My job makes me unhappy; Mondays make me sad.
I have noticed that the months seem to be going by relatively quickly. It might not be as hard as I think to get through to July. It doesn't seem all that long ago since Julie was here. I suppose that's a good sign. We are already 4 days into November. My mom called me Saturday to discuss Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year's plans. The holidays can be such a blur.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
color me FAB-ulous!
tonight, I am sitting on the couch eating ice cream in a wine glass while watching How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days. i heart saturdays.
Monday, May 7, 2007
weekends
On Friday, one of the doctors asked me if I had big plans for the weekend and I told him "no" because my weekend plans consisted of basically nothing. However, my weekend was nowhere near having nothing to do.
Friday afternoon, Ryan and I found out that his parents were coming in town. So, Friday afternoon, I came home from work, took a nice nap and then straightened up the apartment. His parents came in around 7:00ish and I left to bring Ryan dinner. The theater was so busy because of Spiderman 3 that I didn't find a parking space and he never had a moment to sit down to eat with me anyway. So, on my way home, I called Nina (who was already at my apartment to play Mario Party) and we made plans to go to Coldstone. Nina and I chatted with Ryan's mom for awhile and then treated ourselves to yummy ice cream. Afterward we played Mario Party until Ryan came home.
I was in serious need of snuggle, so I all but pushed Nina and Mike out the door and immediately ran to bed for some good ild fashioned super-snuggle. We played our new MMORPG follwoing the snuggle time.
The rest of the weekend was a blur of people and food. Laney and I laid by the pool for awhile, where we ran into the D & D guys, and met up with Mary, Charlie, Nana, the Cheese, and the boys. It was a BLAST. We had a lovely little dinner. Laney, Nana and I sat on the couches for about 4hours and talked until our eyes were closing. Ryan and I ended the evening with more L.O.T.R game-playing.
Sunday was even more fun and games. The day started like this:
10:00am - sleep in and have enthusiastic cuddling.
11:00am - the Great Hunt for food
11:30am - "Breakfast" at Zaxby's
11:30 - 1:00pm - The Great Hunt for the Passat registration: My dad called to ask where my car registration was. I called my sister to have her search my car and my mom's car (b/c I knew my dad did not search very well). My dad was completely convinced he gave it to me, I was certain he did not. Called my dad to say I definitely did not have it and if it ever was in my possesion, it was lost forever and I would arrange (and pay) for a new one. My dad called me a little while later to say that my mom found it and that she was sorry. Got my mom on the phone, apologized for any crankiness she had to endure. The entire time, my dad was freaking out on my mom and sister, but was completely calm with me. I'm sure it was madness at the house as they tore everything apart trying to find the damn registration. Several hours later, I was going through my wallet and I found both copies of my insurance cards. My first thought was "oh shit". I called my dad to let him and had to fax them to him today before he blew a gasket.
1:00pm - 5:00pm - LOTR mmorpg
5:00pm - walk to PJ's
6:00pm Food, fun and madness
We sat around playing online for several hours. Took a walk to PJ's coffee and had an even bigger dinner. BTW, I did not enjoy PJ's Toffee Velvet Ice. It lacked in flavor completely. Ryan's Chai left a lot to be desired. We ( and by "we" I mean Charlie) used our grill for the first time ever for steaks and brat-yuckies. The best part is, I didn'thave to show off my less-than-fabulous cooking skills or my OCD cleaning habits. The most work I did was sweep the porch, supervise the cleaning of the grill and start a load of laundry.
The weekend was busy and fun. There is no left-over cleaning to do, my lunch today was leftovers from yesterday (yummy!) and everyone is happy. It's not so much fun to be back in the office. I'm quite exhausted b/c we ended up playing online much later than I planned. My wonderful plan to find a new game for Ryan and I to play together worked out marvelously. I love learning the new game and hanging out with him. We even have new game cube games, though we haven't indulged much time in them, mostly due to the fact that we have very little spare time after work, meals, family, LOTR mmorpg and sleep.
Looking forward to a nap this afternoon.
Friday afternoon, Ryan and I found out that his parents were coming in town. So, Friday afternoon, I came home from work, took a nice nap and then straightened up the apartment. His parents came in around 7:00ish and I left to bring Ryan dinner. The theater was so busy because of Spiderman 3 that I didn't find a parking space and he never had a moment to sit down to eat with me anyway. So, on my way home, I called Nina (who was already at my apartment to play Mario Party) and we made plans to go to Coldstone. Nina and I chatted with Ryan's mom for awhile and then treated ourselves to yummy ice cream. Afterward we played Mario Party until Ryan came home.
I was in serious need of snuggle, so I all but pushed Nina and Mike out the door and immediately ran to bed for some good ild fashioned super-snuggle. We played our new MMORPG follwoing the snuggle time.
The rest of the weekend was a blur of people and food. Laney and I laid by the pool for awhile, where we ran into the D & D guys, and met up with Mary, Charlie, Nana, the Cheese, and the boys. It was a BLAST. We had a lovely little dinner. Laney, Nana and I sat on the couches for about 4hours and talked until our eyes were closing. Ryan and I ended the evening with more L.O.T.R game-playing.
Sunday was even more fun and games. The day started like this:
10:00am - sleep in and have enthusiastic cuddling.
11:00am - the Great Hunt for food
11:30am - "Breakfast" at Zaxby's
11:30 - 1:00pm - The Great Hunt for the Passat registration: My dad called to ask where my car registration was. I called my sister to have her search my car and my mom's car (b/c I knew my dad did not search very well). My dad was completely convinced he gave it to me, I was certain he did not. Called my dad to say I definitely did not have it and if it ever was in my possesion, it was lost forever and I would arrange (and pay) for a new one. My dad called me a little while later to say that my mom found it and that she was sorry. Got my mom on the phone, apologized for any crankiness she had to endure. The entire time, my dad was freaking out on my mom and sister, but was completely calm with me. I'm sure it was madness at the house as they tore everything apart trying to find the damn registration. Several hours later, I was going through my wallet and I found both copies of my insurance cards. My first thought was "oh shit". I called my dad to let him and had to fax them to him today before he blew a gasket.
1:00pm - 5:00pm - LOTR mmorpg
5:00pm - walk to PJ's
6:00pm Food, fun and madness
We sat around playing online for several hours. Took a walk to PJ's coffee and had an even bigger dinner. BTW, I did not enjoy PJ's Toffee Velvet Ice. It lacked in flavor completely. Ryan's Chai left a lot to be desired. We ( and by "we" I mean Charlie) used our grill for the first time ever for steaks and brat-yuckies. The best part is, I didn'thave to show off my less-than-fabulous cooking skills or my OCD cleaning habits. The most work I did was sweep the porch, supervise the cleaning of the grill and start a load of laundry.
The weekend was busy and fun. There is no left-over cleaning to do, my lunch today was leftovers from yesterday (yummy!) and everyone is happy. It's not so much fun to be back in the office. I'm quite exhausted b/c we ended up playing online much later than I planned. My wonderful plan to find a new game for Ryan and I to play together worked out marvelously. I love learning the new game and hanging out with him. We even have new game cube games, though we haven't indulged much time in them, mostly due to the fact that we have very little spare time after work, meals, family, LOTR mmorpg and sleep.
Looking forward to a nap this afternoon.
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