Friday, December 28, 2007

Ready? Okay! C-A-N Can - I Am Go-ing To The Can! TP! TP! Yeeeeeah TP!!!!

So there we were last night, at City Crab, with two new friends - well, new to me, old friends of My Guy's. Delightful people, down to earth, funny and had no problem swearing within 20 minutes of meeting each other. I liked them instantly.

We ordered dinner (where I was told that my choice of steak was the better over the chicken, only to be told that there was one steak left - wasn't I lucky - and then promptly told he'd made a mistake the steak was gone - did I mind chicken - and then revisited three minutes later to be informed that there'd been a miscommunication and that I'd be getting my steak - yeah whatever waiter guy, just bring the damn food I'm hungry already). G got up and needed to go to the bathroom, but returned in 30 seconds because the bathroom was out of TP. She'd stopped by the server station and informed our waiter.

Get this....

The waiter stopped by our table with two rolls of toilet paper saying, "Would you mind taking these in...because, you know, heh heh, I can't really take them in there."


Umm, are the 10-odd girlish looking chicas also dressed in black wearing the long aprons taking orders trannies? And even if they are, couldn't they "pass" long enough to deposit some Charmin in the ladies?!

G was a champ. She just grabbed those rolls laughing, held them high over her head and shook them like cheerleader pom poms all the way to the back of the restaurant. I think I love her.

Not City Crab's can.

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

I've Made An Enormous Error in Judgment

Okay, maybe just an enormous error in packing. I took all these fab pictures of my Christmas gifts - with my new camera - yes, I no longer carry around the ghetto brick version with the orange elastic band around the busted AA battery port.


I forgot to bring the card reader to Brooklyn so they are all being held hostage in the damn contraption.

I can, however, list the loot.

1. Two tickets to The Joffery Ballet in January (stocking stuffer...I feel like a total ass because My Guy's stocking stuffer included a travel pack of Q-Tips. What? I thought I was being nice. He loves the eargasm!)

2. Perfume (Sung by Alfred Sung...been wearing it since I was 15)

3. Yoga video (I haven't stretched anything in about 4 months. I'm turning into a shriveled piece of gristle)

4. iTunes gift card (looking forward to enhancing the 80s portion of my collection - I think the first purchase will be the best of The Cars)

5. A novel, Stardust (Saw the movie and I really thought it was a nice surprise - now I want to read the book)

6. Another novel, let's call this one an epic novel - about 900 pages of The Chronicles of Amber (I was encouraged to get into SciFi by My Guy...he brought it to Brooklyn, and he's reading it again - okay by me though, I have 500 pages of The Pillars of the Earth to get through still)

7. An incredibly squishy green robe, even softer on the inside than on the outside (I LOVE IT!)

8. An equally squishy 3/4 robe with hoodie for Brooklyn (maybe I should have brought the longer one for the colder weather?)

9. A coach bag (which I like, but don't love...have been given explicit instructions to exchange it because he wasn't sure he liked it either. Yay Husband!)

10. A beautiful Lucien Picard silver watch (with the most unusual basket weave strap)

11. The previously mentioned fabulous camera (hostage taker that it is)

12. And finally a 4 Gig camera memory card (I won't need to delete the data for the rest of my life!!)

13. Oh! And Cosabella underwear (a yearly staple)

So if you're thinking, "Ham sandwiches! This girl really made out!" You 'd be right. Merry merry!

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Just a Little Bit of Pretty

What would be your reason for jumping into this canoe and escaping the troubles of your world?

Friday, December 14, 2007

Ring My Bell

This picture was taken in October when we were in Gran Canaria. I think I have a thing for bells. I have a gold fairy bell at our front door - the kind you'd summon Jeeves with for your afternoon tea. There's also a cowbell on the front table ala Will Ferrell "I need more cowbell." I have a leather strapped ankle bracelet with tiny bells on it, but I never wear it because the incessant tinkling makes me need to pee. Oh, and I think I have a total of three, no, four bells on our Christmas tree. One was mine and I inherited the other three when My Guy rang my bell.

Thursday, December 13, 2007


A baby frog (again with the baby frogs! this is not a haven y'all) hopped into the house through the front door today. I squealed and yelled at it "GET OUT! Turnaroundturnaroundnow get the hell ouuuuut!"

...and it did!

Mom and I went for a brief walk at noon to brush out the cobwebs. The sky was grey and gloomy. It smelled metallic like it was going to rain.

...and it did! REALLY hard. We were only 1/2 a block away from the office, but by the time we ran to the doors it looked as though we'd been in the shower fully clothed. Soaked. Through.

We went out to dinner with the 'Rents - our usual Thursday, hey let's make the weekend feel longer trick. I wanted to eat cedar planked salmon, and guess what?

....I did! And it was rockin' good. Sweet sauce on top, but with mustard seeds so it had a terrific balance. A side of crunchy broccoli. Just. yum.

Now I'm just sitting around Ego Googling my stage name to read old dance reviews. The good ones still make me happy and I still get pissed at the bad ones all over again. I wonder if that will ever go away with time.

...I doubt it!

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Things I Miss

Inspired by Whiskeymarie's random post the other day, I went picture searching for a random post of my own and discovered a theme:

Things I Miss.

Even though he had a really butchered haircut, I miss My Guy (aka "Patches") who has been in Chicago since Monday - returning Wednesday night. Late. Way late. Too late for me to pick him up in Miami...I guess I don't miss him that much.

Now that she is back staying at my parents house, I miss my cat Moon.

aka: Monkey, Kitten, Fleabag, Monster, Moonpie, Barfer, Pukefest, Upchuck...mkay, I guess I don't miss her that much either.

Now that he is in daycare, I miss having my nephew Ryder at the office...maybe I also miss my thumb.

Speaking of the office, I miss Stella the Elusive Gecko...poor Stella. RIP pal. We were wondering where you got to.

Stanley misses her too. "STELLA!"

Lastly, I miss Pops dressing up at the family gathering as Santa and coming down the stairs on Christmas Eve mistakenly declaring "Fee Fi Fo Fum!" instead of "Ho Ho Ho!" all the while scaring the crap out of the littlest one in the clan. Ryder's turn this time. Oh hey look at that...this year's almost over. I can look forward to this is T-minus 20 days and counting.

Yes - that's his real beard. (What you can't see is that Old Saint Nick has a groovy ponytail under that red hat!)

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Hey! Look What I Got!

How beautiful are these? They came from my secret boyfriend in Cali. Ha!

Happy days, pals...these are happy days.

We were at The Falcon House recently, and the bartender was telling us of this obnoxious Boca Raton type that had come in and made a fuss about the mint in his Mojito. Thus was born the troublesome herb's new container: