Monday, December 28, 2009


I have been wanting to do one of these "2009: year in review" thingies like a lot of other bloggers are doing, but hadn't found one that I really wanted to use/copy until this one. And the one I did last year with the pictures was way too complicated/time consuming, so maybe I'll just add some pictures here and there...what do you think? Regardless of what you think, I'm gonna do it anyways! :-Þ

So anyways, this was my 2009 (and sorry so many of them are wedding related, it sort of consumed a big part of 2009!):

1. What did you do in 2009 that you’d never done before?

Got married! (And as fun as it was, I never want to do it again!)

2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?

I didn't make any resolutions in 2009, but I have quite the long list for 2010.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?

Just yesterday, one of our favorite couples in the world, Doug and Andrea gave birth to a baby boy, Dylan! (Dylan is actually camouflaged by John's tux and Andrea's dress...but he's there!)

4. Did anyone close to you die?

No, thank goodness.

5. What countries did you visit?

The Dominican Republic on our honeymoon!

6. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?

A friend vacation!

7. What dates from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?

Easy one: October 24th, our wedding day.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?

Accomplishing my goal of losing 15 pounds, and then some.

9. What was your biggest failure?

Coming in 2nd in Fantasy Football yesterday. Would have been so awesome to win, but I had to go and stink it up in the very last game. 2nd place is the first loser. :(

And yes, that really is my BIGGEST failure! I don't fail very often it seems!

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?

I had *ONE* cold in all of 2009...and that was it! Fingers crossed for a just-as-healthy 2010!

11. What was the best thing you bought?

Our new car, Gracie.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?

My brother. Although not for the whole year, but the last few months, I'd say more than make up for it just to have him back again.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?

Obama. I'll leave it at that.

14. Where did most of your money go?

The mortgage, obviously, but also making a big dent in paying off our credit card debt. I think 2010 might just be the last year of it!

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?

I don't get "really, really, really excited" about much, but I guess my vacations this year: Myrtle Beach, Daytona Beach and especially the Dominican Republic because I get pretty excited to fly somewhere!

16. What song will always remind you of 2009?

Several, but I'll go with a non-wedding one.

"I'm On A Boat", by Lonely Island. CAUTION: Very bad language for those of you with sensitive ears, and if you aren't in to rap music, you probably won't get the parody so don't bother watching the video! But this song reminds me of so many fun nights this past summer! Some of 'em we really were on a boat!

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:

a) happier or sadder? Happier...John has a new job after getting laid off in August, and he's much happier, which makes us much happier.
b) thinner or fatter? Thinner...yay!
c) richer or poorer? Probably about the same, actually....

18. What do you wish you’d done more of?

More hanging out with some of my girl friends that I always seem to lose touch with.

(Please ignore the goofy guy in the picture on the left...I actually see him all the time! :) )
19. What do you wish you’d done less of?

Worrying. I'm such a worrier. Got it from my Mama!

20. How did you spend Christmas?

With my lovely family, as usual. Christmas Eve at my sister Christy's house for dinner and Christmas Gift bingo, and Christmas day at my mom's for brunch and presents.

21. Did you fall in love in 2009?

Nope, happened 6 years before 2009...

22. What was your favorite TV program?

Hard to pick just one, but since the ending of Survivor's fall season sucked I'm going to go with the summer season of SYTYCD.

This was my favorite dance from that season, and if you don't know, the dance was about addiction, and the guy, Kupono, was the addiction while the girl, Kayla was the addictee. (Is that even a word? (Spell check says no, but you are smart enough to know what I'm talking about, right??)

23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?

I don't hate anyone, so no!

24. What was the best book you read?

As I might have mentioned before, I have memory issues so I'm just going to go with one that I actually remember because I just finished it about a week ago... "Something Borrowed" by Emily Giffin. (GIffin, not GRIffin)

25. What was your greatest musical discovery?

Re-discovering and loving country music! Favorite song at the moment (that I seriously never hear!),"I'm Alive" by Kenny Chesney and Dave Matthews.

26. What did you want and get?

A Kitchen Aid mixer! Wahoo! Thanks Santa!!

27. What did you want and not get?

I honestly can't think of anything! I'm spoiled, I suppose!

28. What was your favorite film of this year?

It might have come out in 2008, but we just rented it this year, so Slumdog Millionaire.

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?

I turned 27 this year, as my blog header clearly states...PAY ATTENTION! And for the first year of my adult life, I didn't celebrate with a party or a night out. I just didn't feel like it in my old age. I celebrated with my family a couple of days early, on Easter and had birthday cake there. Then, on the actual day, I worked and then went wedding dress shopping.

30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?

One million dollars.

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009?

Ummm, hot doggish?

32. What kept you sane?

I'm going to go with a really generic answer and say friends and family. But it's true!

33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?

??? I don't think I fancied any celebrity!

34. What political issue stirred you the most?


35. Who did you miss?

Umm, nobody? Everybody seems to live within a few miles of me so it makes it a little bit difficult to miss anyone.

36. Who was the best new person you met?

Some of John's family on our wedding day, can't pick just one!

37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009.

First, I learned I should probably take that clothes sorting thing seriously.

Second, always wash new clothes by themselves for the first time. Especially ones that are a bright purpley blue. Especially when you also have many light colored pairs of undies in the same load. Don't say I didn't warn you.

38. What are you looking forward to in 2010?

It's a secret!
And vacations, always looking forward to the next vacation!

39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.

So damn easy to say that life's so hard
Everybody's got their share of battle scars
As for me, I'd like to thank my lucky stars that I'm alive and well...

And today you know that's good enough for me
Breathing in and out's a blessing can't you see
Today's the first day of the rest of my life
Now I'm alive and well
Yeah I'm alive and well

~Kenny Chesney and Dave Matthews, "I'm Alive"

Hot Diggity Dog

Unfortunately for me, I took too many extravagant, luxurious vacations this year and used up all of my vacation days. Therefore, I am one of the few people it seems that are actually working this week. (Well, I worked today, and then tomorrow and Wednesday. Sucks for the rest of you that work Thursday too! Ha!)

So since there aren't many people working, I don't feel the need to dress as dressy as usual. Today I donned some lovely and comfortable American Eagle khakis with some equally as lovely brown suede American Eagle flats. Sounds lovely so far, right?

Well, as leaving the restroom on my way out of work today and walking past the mirror, I caught a quick glimpse of my whole outfit and thought "Hot Dog". Do you see it?

(Please excuse the missing head in the photo...I wasn't particularly fond of my hair or my lack of make-up today, so I just went ahead and cropped that out. Think of it as me doing my best "Nanny" from the Muppet Babies impersonation!)

So anyways, as I'm sure you noticed, my new coat (Thanks Santa!) is the ketchup, my pants the bun, my purse the mustard, brown shoes is the actual dog, perhaps, and then if you can tell, my sweater was a army greenish color, which we could say is relish. Do you think that's what everybody thought when they saw me today ? "Hot dog, hot dog, gettttchur hot dog!"

I know what you are going to say... "If you hadn't pointed it out I never would have seen it! But now that you said something I'm going to think of a hot dog every time I see you!" Well, that's all fine and dandy. I just wanted to make sure I was the first to laugh at myself....because if you can't laugh at yourself, then who can you laugh at? (And don't say me!)

Thursday, December 17, 2009

An invention of sorts

(Disclaimer: While cute, this is NOT my cat Reese. And definitely not my mismatched bed.)

In the winter time, it is very important to me to have proper coverage in our bed. This involves a sheet, warm blanket, and comforter, in that order. I like the heaviness of it all in the winter, and then we remove the warm blanket for the spring and summer time when I like sleeping with a lighter coverage. This is my blanket formula, and it is not to be disturbed...or I will seriously be disturbed.

All was fine and dandy until here recently. John (my loving, loving hubby) has decided that he is now a mover in his sleep. And we all know what movers do, right? They cause cover catastrophes, that's what they do. And I am completely against catastrophes of any nature.

This particular catastrophe involves the stealing of just one blanket, but the most important of all the blankets, the comforter. You see, if the sheet were to get tangled and I'm left with only the warm blanket and the comforter, I'm pretty sure I'd be okay. The warmth is still there, and as long as the tangled mess of sheet isn't touching me, I wouldn't even know the difference. But the comforter however, the comforter provides the weight and the thickness that I need in my perfect sleep formula. And when the comforter goes awry, sleep is disturbed.

John has been stealing the comforter, to put it simply. All of a sudden I awake and realize the thickness of covers beneath my arms is not at the appropriate width. At this point I yank some comforter back and head back to dreamland.

(Whew, this is getting long-winded, let me get to the point...)

So this went on for a few nights, and me, being the Mrs. Fix It that I am, decided to take action. I wasn't going to be walked all over anymore. I invented The Cover Clipper.

What's that you say? It looks like a hair clip has been accidentally stowed in our bed? No, no, you see...
THAT, my friends, is The Cover Clipper. And I will guarantee 100% that it works. Tested and proven.

And I know what you are thinking. What about the plastic in your face all night? Well, I haven't worked out all the kinks yet, but weigh the pros and cons here... plastic in your face vs. stolen covers. Is there really any question?

I'll begin taking pre-orders immediately. You cannot find this in stores. Get yours fast...they make great gifts!

Wednesday, December 9, 2009


I'm not a very political person. Don't have many REALLY strong opinions. And you would never catch me out picketing for some cause:

(really people, what is the point of picketing? has it ever really done any good? has the picketee ever walked outside and said okay okay, you've threatened me with a bunch of signs on sticks so I'm going to stop doing [fill in the blank]? Yeah, didn't think so. And don't you people have jobs?)

But there are a couple of things that I am very anti. Not anti enough to ever picket these things, but anti enough to hide behind my computer screen and vent to the www.

Do I really even need to explain myself? I know that they are addictive, but good news! Other people have been able to quit, and I really think you can too! I know that sounds very pompous of me to say seeing as how I've never smoked so I've never had to try and quit, but I stand by it. You can do it!

They stink. They make you stink. And not to mention they will kill you. And I don't want you to die. I care about you.

This morning on the train an older lady sat next to me and the whiff that came with her could have knocked me over. I think she must have had a life-sized ash tray in her house and rolled around in it this morning. It was awful. And after a few minutes when I had somewhat adjusted and not smelled her as much, she opened her purse and the whiff that came out of there was 10 times worse. My eyes were watering, I needed to cough, etc., etc. Terrible. And if that wasn't enough, as soon as I got off the train and to my building, I ended up in the elevator with "smoker lady" and it was like train lady 2.0. My lungs would like to tell you that it was not a good start to my day today.


I probably don't need to explain myself here either. But maybe I picked an extreme picture and you tanners are thinking, "but I'm not that bad" so you are going to ignore whatever I have to say. That lady is beyond help, so maybe you still have a chance to save your skin!

It probably sounds hypocritical coming from me, the whitest of the white. Maybe if I was naturally dark and was still anti-tanning it would sink in more. It's like I'm telling you not to tan so you can be pale like me. But I'm not. I WOULD like to have some natural color, believe it or not. But pigment isn't what I was blessed with, and so I'll let it be.

And if you weren't blessed with naturally darker skin either, you shouldn't try to fake it. It reminds me of anorexic people, actually. Many of my friends are tanners, and they are constantly saying, "I am SO pale! I need to go back to the tanning bed." (Meanwhile I'm standing beside them and looking at my skin compared to theirs, thinking, Whatttt???) And no matter how many times they go back to the cancer bed, they keep saying they aren't tan enough. Like an anorexic says she/he is still fat, when you can see every bone in their body.

If you are scared of being "the white one" in your group of friends and standing out, let me assure you that even though people may have mentioned my pale skin before, it was never in a way that was, "you need a tan!". [at least not to my face!] SIDE NOTE: actually once, one friend of a friend did say "You need a tan!" and I [not so] politely responded "umm no I don't. I've already had skin cancer once and I'm not looking to repeat!" Awkward silence followed. And if they did say it behind my back, I feel sorry that they are so misinformed! (feel privileged, you are now part of the informed group!)

Agree? Disagree? Did I offend? Well, what good is a blog if you can't say what you really feel on your own piece of the internets?! Feel free to tell me how you feel too. And remember, I AM an expert on cigarettes because I was a member of this:

If only I still had the shirt...

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Trimming the Tree

I've never actually understood that phrase, "trimming the tree." To me, trimming would be the people on the tree farm that cut the branches and "trim" it to make it the perfect shape. So why is it trimming the tree if no scissors or hedge clippers were involved? I may never know.

This year we had plans to go to the mountains to cut down our own tree on a tree farm. After that we were going to go snow tubing...something I have never done before. (We don't get much snow in North Carolina!) But sadly the weather forecast for yesterday (when we were going to go) didn't look too great so we cancelled the plans. So we went to the next best tree farm we could find, Lowe's.
John and I had a pretty difficult time making a decision on the perfect tree. We did have this one realllly fat tree picked out, but I didn't like the shape of it. If the shape I was going for was a rectangle instead of a triangle, this may have been the perfect tree:

But it was not. While John made me stand guard at this tree, he went and found another that was perfect. And that was that.

For the first time in our 6 years together, John helped decorate the tree. I'm really not thinking it will ever happen again, but I did enjoy it while it lasted.

Even Reese got into the Christmas spirit!

Now our house smells so lovely and the cats hang out under/in the tree all day so they smell lovely too.
And just so Tuna isn't left out of this post, here he is in this picture from outside the front door. He is that white blob, and I can't tell if he's walking to or from the tree. He's quite fluffy these days compared to then.
Merry Christmas!

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Have 3 minutes and 37 seconds to spare?

Sure you do! You deserve a break.

It might just be the best slide show you've ever seen.

(And if it's not, keep your (clearly delusional) opinions to yourself! K? Thanks!)

The best part of waking up... NOT Folgers in my cup!

I'm not a coffee drinker. I absolutely love the smell of coffee, but the smell is deceiving because that junk does not taste like it smells. Smells sweet and tastes can that be??

But, I feel a little left out at work. Recently a coffee club was started in our department because apparently the coffee provided by our company doesn't suffice. So each person in this club takes turns bringing in "good" coffee, something better than the free stuff that is provided. So when this club was started I had to decline the request to join because I don't like coffee. But I figured I could change that.

Black Friday was last week, and as usual, my sisters, Mom and I decided we should go shopping at the convenient hour of 4 a.m. The night before, I thought I might need some assistance waking up and sought John's help to convert me to a coffee drinker. He made a pot of coffee for us, poured me a cup, and suggested appropriate amounts of cream and sugar. I got our brand new coffee mugs (wedding gift, thanks!) out of the cabinet and was pretty excited to turn this corner.

I have a baby mouth, so I waited a while to let it cool off. (Mistake #1?) But when I finally tasted it, my face couldn't deny it.

Disgusting! I decided (against John's suggestion) that I just needed more sugar. So I added more. was a no go. I still hated it. My attempt to join the coffee drinkers worldwide had failed.

I realize that coffee is an acquired taste, and if I don't keep trying I may never succeed. It worked for beer (and then some), so why can't it work for coffee??

Which brings us to today. Coffee Club (CC, we'll call them) made a delicious smelling pot of coffee this morning. Really smelled like something I would like. I asked my dear friend Katie if she would assist me in making a cup, since she is such an expert coffee drinker herself. She obliged, and made me a half cup of something she called french roast, added cream and sugar, and as she was doing this I noticed that the elite CC now even had cinnamon at the coffee station! Perfect, I thought! I love anything cinnamon! So Katie graciously dumped in enough to fill the grand canyon spooned in a bit (mistake #2?). "Today, I would become a member of CC", I thought.

Well, the verdict is, it's still disgusting! But I really love the smell of it so I've left it on my desk all morning so I can enjoy the only good thing about it, the smell.

Someone help me. How do I get over this? What am I missing cause it seems the rest of the world knows a secret that my taste buds are clearly not in on. Any ideas?

Saturday, November 21, 2009

So embarrassing...

I went shopping this morning to return a couple of things and get a couple of things for me. I had bought 4 pairs of dress pants for work that ended up being too short and I needed to return them to Kohl's. Luckily, they have a no hassle return policy...


...loves plastic bags. I'd say that a plastic grocery bag is his favorite toy, seeing as how we rarely buy them actual cat toys. (Reese likes rubber bands and ponytail holders, in case you were wondering. And yes, we plan to use the same logic with our children, letting them play with scissors, knives and bottles of bleach instead of blocks, crayons, and board games.)

Anyways, I had the 4 pairs of pants in the plastic Kohl's bag sitting by the door ready to be returned. Today, as I left, I just picked up the bag and took them straight to the return desk. I dumped out the pants onto the counter and was SO embarrassed. I'm assuming Tuna decided to sleep in the bag because there was cat hair all over the pants! I was SO embarrassed!

The cashier said, "Oh. You must have a dog."

Me, looking mortified and trying to minimize conversation, just said "yep."

Cashier: "What kind of dog do you have?"

I panicked. First, I'm a terrible liar. Second, I wanted my imaginary dog to sound logical to match up with the long white hairs on the pants, so I answered, "Poodle."

Poodles don't even shed, do they?

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Show and Tell

(Dear ol' blog...I was contemplating cutting ties with you and letting you go, but I'm gonna give it one more whirl and see if I can get my blogging mojo back. Here goes...)

I'm back. and married. with pictures!

My photographer is putting the pictures up as she finishes editing them each day, so I don't have the whole set of them yet. For this reason, I won't share them on facebook yet. I want to wait until I have them all to put up at once on facebook, because I feel like when I keep adding pictures to the same facebook album and publishing them each time, that I get on people's nerves. I know, I'm crazy.

So anyways, I thought as a special treat for my blog fans (if they even still exist....hello? hello? anyone here?) that I would share some here! We'll call it show and tell. I used to LOVE show and tell and once brought all 28 of my Barbie dolls in for ONE show and tell. I wish I could remember whether or not I showed and told about each and every Barbie doll. I guess I've always been a kinda "look-at-me, look-at-me!" type. But that's what blogging is all about, right? Riggghhhhhtttt.

So without further ado, let me show and tell:

Here, we were instructed to just casually walk along the bank of the lake while we were photographed. However, the ducks must also really like this particular bank because there was duck poop everywhere! Can you see John's finger slightly pointing to something? He was pointing out any duck poop for me so I would not drag my dress through it!
We literally ran over to this spot for this picture and the next one, trying to beat the sun before it set behind the trees.

You can't tell me that you've ever seen flower girls cuter than these! If you enlarge the picture, you can see the handful of petals that Lori is throwing at this exact second! She would make sure there were NO flower petals left undropped. They took their flower-girling very seriously and did such a good job!

My handsome daddy-o!John did NOT take his eyes off of me the entire ceremony. I know this sounds terrible, but I couldn't do it in return! I felt so uncomfortable cause I felt like I was staring. So while his eyes stayed FIXED on me (awww, so sweet!) I had to occasionally look away. Sorry John! He knows how much I love him anyways!
This was after we cut the cake...the big question was whether or not John was going to smash it in my face because I had said for weeks how I did NOT like that. Well, even against all of the provoking from the crowd, he did not smash cake in my face. This picture captured it perfectly; the face I'm making says it all, "Seeeeee friends, he listens to ME not YOU!"
My grandmother, Manu, is no longer with us. But one of the things we all remember was the huge hydrangea bush that she always had in front of her house. There really was no question what flowers I was going to use all along...even if they are more of a spring flower. We ordered the flowers wholesale and my sisters and I made the bouquets ourselves. I LOVED them!
Our wedding favors were cookies! We had a cookie buffet set out and each guest got to fill up a bag of cookies to take home with them. This was definitely one of my favorite details of the whole wedding. I LOVE the way it looked! My most crafty sister, Christy, made all of those cookie name signs! She did such a good job! And thanks to my mom and both sisters for making all of the cookies!
We did a boat send-off after the reception since we were on the lake. We originally asked our friend Matt's parents to use their boat, but we reconsidered because we wanted them to be able to enjoy themselves without having to worry about driving a boat later in the evening. So we gave up on the idea, until at the last moment, a friend of my sister and brother-in-law offered to let us use his boat since he is literally right around the corner. Who could say no!?
That's all I'm going to show and tell for now. When I get them all, I'll be sure to share! It was such a fun night and we really won't ever forget it.
Thanks for still checking in on my blog...I'll see if I can get back in the swing of this...

Monday, October 26, 2009

Hello From Punta Cana!

Don't worry kids, I'm not actually blogging from my honeymoon. Right now I'm probably relaxing on the beach or by the pool with a nice Dominican drink in hand:

And yes, Mama, I am wearing SPF 90 at all times. ;)

So to hold you over until I get back with wedding pictures, I thought I'd share my bridal portraits. My photographer Dawn Evans did these, and after our engagement pictures I just knew they would be wonderful. And they are.

Prepare for photo overload...

And one with my Mama...thanks for helping me on my bridal portrait day!