Last night I made dinner for Hubbie so he could have a nice hot meal after a hideously long day. All the oven and stove top cooking made our tiny apartment pretty warm, so when bedtime came Hubbie turned on the AC. We have a little, (but nonetheless very powerful,) window unit in the bedroom that we bought one scorching summer. The retailer, (which shall remain nameless,) had sold out of all their units and so began a bidding war for the remaining displays. After an hour or so of begging and haggling we outbid a family with two young children. Two young, sweet, sweat- soaked children.
When we got outside to load our booty into the trunk I started to feel bad. That lasted right up until Hubbie got it installed in the bedroom window, and our apartment went from a sweltering 90 degrees, to a crisp 68. The only catch about this unit is that it doesn’t maintain the room temperature, it just blows cold air until you turn it off. Which, in a nutshell means you can turn it on and be comfortable for a couple hours, and before you know it the tips of your fingers are black with frostbite.
Last night I’m pretty sure Hubbie set the unit to 50 degrees while I wasn’t looking. I woke up, teeth chattering, tongue numb and pulled the covers up and over my head. As soon as I fell back asleep I was jolted awake by a swift jerk of the comforter to the other side of the bed, thereby leaving my body vulnerable to the elements. So I tugged back, which elicited a nasty reaction from Hubbie trying to claim I had all the covers and why was I being so selfish!?!?
This tug of war lasted ALL NIGHT, and when I got up in the morning, (with bags under my eyes and an icicle hanging off my runny nose,) I couldn’t help but begin to plot his demise. As I got up to make the coffee, I noticed his feet hanging out from the bottom of the blanket and I just snickered and didn’t stop to cover them up, even though they were starting to turn that pale shade of blue.
And then I remembered my grandparents, who as long as I remembered slept in side by side twin beds, and how lonely that seemed. Is this how it started for them? So, I went back into the room, covered up his feet and gave him a kiss good morning.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
DMV Rant- Yield For Whiners
Last night Hubbie got pulled over by two bicycle cops. As if that isn't emasculating enough, it happened right in front of me since we were following each other after work. Right now we're in the middle of a grizzly DMV mix up of Three's Company proportions. Here’s the deal. The car, (that Hubbie was driving which is technically my car,) is a Ford Explorer. Both my parents also drive Explorers. Our car was registered at their address. The new tags were mailed to their house. My mom, in one of her manic states tore open the tags, read FORD across the top of the page, and immediately slapped those puppies on her car. Her brand new Ford that already had brand new registration stickers on it. But I digress.
Months later I wondered to myself, “hmm, what ever happened to my registration tags?” That very weekend we got two parking tickets in a row for lack of tags. Hubbie nearly blew a gasket. (Pun intended.) With a few phone calls and raised voices we figured out what had happened and we all took a vote and decided that Hubbie should be the one to go to the DMV to sort it out.
Because he’s the most patient, that’s why!
Easier said than done. I consider Hubbie to be quite smart. He’s private school and college educated, well read, cultured, AND YET, he couldn’t understand at all what the woman at the DMV was asking him to do. He took the paperwork he thought he needed and left. Now I could easily go on yet another rant about DMV employees, but, well, it’s too easy a target. He filled out the paperwork as best he could but in the interim became so busy at work he never got back to the DMV.
Then we got another parking ticket for lack of registration tags.
My question is this. Our car IS indeed registered. Paid for through 2006. When the cops on training wheels pulled him over last night and started writing the ticket, why couldn’t they run the car and see on the computer that it IS registered, just missing the little dumb stickers??? Why do I keep writing run-on sentences!?!?
I know what it is. This is karma. Karma for driving an SUV. Well, I’ll have you know Karmic gods that we are SERIOUSLY considering buying a hybrid car. Now will you leave us be??
Months later I wondered to myself, “hmm, what ever happened to my registration tags?” That very weekend we got two parking tickets in a row for lack of tags. Hubbie nearly blew a gasket. (Pun intended.) With a few phone calls and raised voices we figured out what had happened and we all took a vote and decided that Hubbie should be the one to go to the DMV to sort it out.
Because he’s the most patient, that’s why!
Easier said than done. I consider Hubbie to be quite smart. He’s private school and college educated, well read, cultured, AND YET, he couldn’t understand at all what the woman at the DMV was asking him to do. He took the paperwork he thought he needed and left. Now I could easily go on yet another rant about DMV employees, but, well, it’s too easy a target. He filled out the paperwork as best he could but in the interim became so busy at work he never got back to the DMV.
Then we got another parking ticket for lack of registration tags.
My question is this. Our car IS indeed registered. Paid for through 2006. When the cops on training wheels pulled him over last night and started writing the ticket, why couldn’t they run the car and see on the computer that it IS registered, just missing the little dumb stickers??? Why do I keep writing run-on sentences!?!?
I know what it is. This is karma. Karma for driving an SUV. Well, I’ll have you know Karmic gods that we are SERIOUSLY considering buying a hybrid car. Now will you leave us be??
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
100 Things About Me
Isn't this some sort of blogger's rite of passage?
1. I was born on my mom's birthday- October 25th
2. She claims it happened because she is "very organized."
3. I'm an only child and I like that.
4. I have a half brother and step-sister, but never lived with either.
5. My parents separated before I was born so I never lived with both of them in the same house. I can't even imagine it.
6. My mom remarried when I was five to a really cool guy 13 years younger than her.
7. They're still married 25 years later and he's great.
8. My dad married a woman from Texas who was ghost writer and phone psychic.
9. She used to read my tarot cards in the morning and I never knew what she was talking about.
10. I began ice skating for fun when I was 6 years old.
11. I continued to competitively skate until I was 11.
12. I also took gymnastics and ballet concurrently.
13. I quit skating because I wanted more time to be a kid.
14. I don't regret that decision anymore.
15. I went on to compete in cheerleading and really enjoyed it.
16. That probably isn't a surprise coming from the girl who writes a blog called silly tales from a former valley girl.
17. I was also on my High School tennis team.
18. Cheerleading is my favorite sport to watch on television.
19. When I was in high school the cool thing to do was meet up at the Taco Bell parking lot.
20. And smoke pot.
21. And go to the mall. (Yes, it was just like the movie Valley Girl.)
22. There wasn't much to do in the little town of West Hills but it was a great place to raise kids.
23. I ran away from home when I was 17 and lived with my best friend and her parents.
24. I don't recommend teenagers do this, but to this day I still look back on those few months fondly.
25. I'm still best friends with that girl today.
26. I went to school in Santa Barbara from 93-97.
27. My last year there our house had a deck overlooking the ocean and I can’t believe how lucky I was to have lived in a house like that.
28. In college I worked at a Mexican restaurant that I still stop by if I'm on my way through town because they make the best breakfast burritos IN THE WORLD.
29. Yes, I realize that's a bold statement and I challenge any of you to prove me wrong.
30. My girl friends mean the world to me and they are the closest things I have to sisters.
31. I'm a newlywed to a man I’ve been with for 6 years.
32. We lived together for 3 years before the wedding.
33. He's a brilliant, funny, loving and awesome man and I'm lucky to have him.
34. He’s also the son of a preacher man.
35. And I’m Jewish.
36. But, we’re a great team.
37. Before him I had one other long-term relationship. (a little over a year.)
38. My first (and only,) high school boyfriend was shot and killed at a party the night before Thanksgiving, 1990.
39. He was 15 and had just received a 1500 on his pre-SATs. He would have had a very bright future.
40. I spent a lot of my senior year in high school sitting on his grave.
41. My father was a musician who could play countless instruments.
42. My mom can sing and play guitar.
43. I can’t do either.
44. That doesn’t stop me from being a HUGE fan of music.
45. The Dandy Warhols are my favorite band.
46. I don’t have any tattoos and I don’t plan on ever getting any.
47. In the past I’ve had my nose, belly button and inner ear pierced but took them all out.
48. I don’t watch much television, but given the chance I’d watch Food Network all day long.
49. I love to cook.
50. I really want to be a better cook and vow to take lessons one of these days.
51. My mom is a really good cook and loves to entertain. I learn a lot from her.
52. My paternal grandmother’s family is from Naples. She taught my mom all the old school Italian recipes.
53. My mom keeps the recipe for her red sauce in a fire proof safe.
54. I’ve never broken a bone.
55. I split my chin open once ice skating, but the ice numbed it so fast I didn’t know what happened.
56. Until I looked down and saw blood all over my chest.
57. My family used to vacation in Palm Springs about twice a year throughout my childhood.
58.That was pretty much the only place I’d been on vacation until I was 14 and went on “Teen Tour,” a 6 week trip around the states with, (you guessed it,) all teens.
59. It was the first time I’d been away from home longer than a weekend.
60. It was one of the best experiences of my life.
61. I make friends pretty easily. I usually like someone before I dislike them.
62. Ever since that trip I’ve always itched to travel.
63. In college my friend and I would throw a bag in the car and just head north- not knowing what we’d find.
64. Eventually we had a purpose for doing that. We followed the Grateful Dead to 5 states.
65. Again, some of the best times of my life.
66. My husband and I drove across the country shortly after Sept. 11th.
67. Between that trip and teen tour I’ve seen almost every state in the US- including Hawaii. (We honeymooned there.)
68. Other countries I’ve visited are Mexico, France, Belgium, England and Canada. France is by far my favorite.
69. I plan on going to Italy in the fall of 2007 and hope to get some language classes in before I go.
70. I’m scared to death of flying.
71. I usually have to be medicated and a little tipsy before taking off.
72. I wish I could get over that.
73. The only time I feel worse than in an airline seat is in the dentist chair.
74. For some reason I just start sweating before they do anything!
75. My father committed suicide the summer before I turned 21.
76. I still think about him and miss him daily.
77. He was cremated so I don’t have a grave to sit on… and that’s probably a good thing.
78. I’m VERY pro-choice and VERY pro gay marriage.
79. I love Howard Stern and listen to him on Sirius.
80. I’d probably be categorized as a moderate Democrat.
81. One of my biggest pet peeves is when people poke me in the arm with their finger to get my attention. SO ANNOYING.
82. I work in advertising/ commercial production so thankfully that doesn’t happen THAT often. =)
83. I love my job and I love the company I work for.
84. I used to work for an Executive Producer who always had gum in her hair, holes in her nylons and ate bacon and ice cream with her fingers for breakfast.
85. I’ll never reveal her name because she has more money than God and would sue my pants off.
86. Although my best friend IS an attorney…
87. My favorite cocktail is a dry martini w/ two olives.
88. When I have too many cocktails I tend to lose my balance.
89. I laugh when other people fall so it’s probably my punishment.
90. I wish I was more artistic. I can’t even draw a stick figure.
91. I have flat feet just like my dad.
92. There’s nothing I love more than a warm desert night.
93. I’ve been dying my hair since I was 12, (again, from a valley girl are you surprised?) It’s been black, purple, hot pink, green, brown, blond and it’s current color- dark brown.
94. I wasn’t allowed to get my ears pierced until I was 13 so I think I went a little crazy w/ the hair.
95. I love animals and will pet just about anything with fur.
96. Not a fan of bugs and most reptiles. (Except for those cute iguanas that run around Puerto Vallarta.)
97. The next show I’m going to is Echo & the Bunnymen.
98. I’m a bridesmaid in 2 more weddings this year.
99. That should make for some fun blog entries!
100. We’ve just skimmed the surface.
1. I was born on my mom's birthday- October 25th
2. She claims it happened because she is "very organized."
3. I'm an only child and I like that.
4. I have a half brother and step-sister, but never lived with either.
5. My parents separated before I was born so I never lived with both of them in the same house. I can't even imagine it.
6. My mom remarried when I was five to a really cool guy 13 years younger than her.
7. They're still married 25 years later and he's great.
8. My dad married a woman from Texas who was ghost writer and phone psychic.
9. She used to read my tarot cards in the morning and I never knew what she was talking about.
10. I began ice skating for fun when I was 6 years old.
11. I continued to competitively skate until I was 11.
12. I also took gymnastics and ballet concurrently.
13. I quit skating because I wanted more time to be a kid.
14. I don't regret that decision anymore.
15. I went on to compete in cheerleading and really enjoyed it.
16. That probably isn't a surprise coming from the girl who writes a blog called silly tales from a former valley girl.
17. I was also on my High School tennis team.
18. Cheerleading is my favorite sport to watch on television.
19. When I was in high school the cool thing to do was meet up at the Taco Bell parking lot.
20. And smoke pot.
21. And go to the mall. (Yes, it was just like the movie Valley Girl.)
22. There wasn't much to do in the little town of West Hills but it was a great place to raise kids.
23. I ran away from home when I was 17 and lived with my best friend and her parents.
24. I don't recommend teenagers do this, but to this day I still look back on those few months fondly.
25. I'm still best friends with that girl today.
26. I went to school in Santa Barbara from 93-97.
27. My last year there our house had a deck overlooking the ocean and I can’t believe how lucky I was to have lived in a house like that.
28. In college I worked at a Mexican restaurant that I still stop by if I'm on my way through town because they make the best breakfast burritos IN THE WORLD.
29. Yes, I realize that's a bold statement and I challenge any of you to prove me wrong.
30. My girl friends mean the world to me and they are the closest things I have to sisters.
31. I'm a newlywed to a man I’ve been with for 6 years.
32. We lived together for 3 years before the wedding.
33. He's a brilliant, funny, loving and awesome man and I'm lucky to have him.
34. He’s also the son of a preacher man.
35. And I’m Jewish.
36. But, we’re a great team.
37. Before him I had one other long-term relationship. (a little over a year.)
38. My first (and only,) high school boyfriend was shot and killed at a party the night before Thanksgiving, 1990.
39. He was 15 and had just received a 1500 on his pre-SATs. He would have had a very bright future.
40. I spent a lot of my senior year in high school sitting on his grave.
41. My father was a musician who could play countless instruments.
42. My mom can sing and play guitar.
43. I can’t do either.
44. That doesn’t stop me from being a HUGE fan of music.
45. The Dandy Warhols are my favorite band.
46. I don’t have any tattoos and I don’t plan on ever getting any.
47. In the past I’ve had my nose, belly button and inner ear pierced but took them all out.
48. I don’t watch much television, but given the chance I’d watch Food Network all day long.
49. I love to cook.
50. I really want to be a better cook and vow to take lessons one of these days.
51. My mom is a really good cook and loves to entertain. I learn a lot from her.
52. My paternal grandmother’s family is from Naples. She taught my mom all the old school Italian recipes.
53. My mom keeps the recipe for her red sauce in a fire proof safe.
54. I’ve never broken a bone.
55. I split my chin open once ice skating, but the ice numbed it so fast I didn’t know what happened.
56. Until I looked down and saw blood all over my chest.
57. My family used to vacation in Palm Springs about twice a year throughout my childhood.
58.That was pretty much the only place I’d been on vacation until I was 14 and went on “Teen Tour,” a 6 week trip around the states with, (you guessed it,) all teens.
59. It was the first time I’d been away from home longer than a weekend.
60. It was one of the best experiences of my life.
61. I make friends pretty easily. I usually like someone before I dislike them.
62. Ever since that trip I’ve always itched to travel.
63. In college my friend and I would throw a bag in the car and just head north- not knowing what we’d find.
64. Eventually we had a purpose for doing that. We followed the Grateful Dead to 5 states.
65. Again, some of the best times of my life.
66. My husband and I drove across the country shortly after Sept. 11th.
67. Between that trip and teen tour I’ve seen almost every state in the US- including Hawaii. (We honeymooned there.)
68. Other countries I’ve visited are Mexico, France, Belgium, England and Canada. France is by far my favorite.
69. I plan on going to Italy in the fall of 2007 and hope to get some language classes in before I go.
70. I’m scared to death of flying.
71. I usually have to be medicated and a little tipsy before taking off.
72. I wish I could get over that.
73. The only time I feel worse than in an airline seat is in the dentist chair.
74. For some reason I just start sweating before they do anything!
75. My father committed suicide the summer before I turned 21.
76. I still think about him and miss him daily.
77. He was cremated so I don’t have a grave to sit on… and that’s probably a good thing.
78. I’m VERY pro-choice and VERY pro gay marriage.
79. I love Howard Stern and listen to him on Sirius.
80. I’d probably be categorized as a moderate Democrat.
81. One of my biggest pet peeves is when people poke me in the arm with their finger to get my attention. SO ANNOYING.
82. I work in advertising/ commercial production so thankfully that doesn’t happen THAT often. =)
83. I love my job and I love the company I work for.
84. I used to work for an Executive Producer who always had gum in her hair, holes in her nylons and ate bacon and ice cream with her fingers for breakfast.
85. I’ll never reveal her name because she has more money than God and would sue my pants off.
86. Although my best friend IS an attorney…
87. My favorite cocktail is a dry martini w/ two olives.
88. When I have too many cocktails I tend to lose my balance.
89. I laugh when other people fall so it’s probably my punishment.
90. I wish I was more artistic. I can’t even draw a stick figure.
91. I have flat feet just like my dad.
92. There’s nothing I love more than a warm desert night.
93. I’ve been dying my hair since I was 12, (again, from a valley girl are you surprised?) It’s been black, purple, hot pink, green, brown, blond and it’s current color- dark brown.
94. I wasn’t allowed to get my ears pierced until I was 13 so I think I went a little crazy w/ the hair.
95. I love animals and will pet just about anything with fur.
96. Not a fan of bugs and most reptiles. (Except for those cute iguanas that run around Puerto Vallarta.)
97. The next show I’m going to is Echo & the Bunnymen.
98. I’m a bridesmaid in 2 more weddings this year.
99. That should make for some fun blog entries!
100. We’ve just skimmed the surface.
Monday, May 22, 2006
Dancing Queen
I know I promised you all a review of that certain Ron Howard movie based on a novel found in every airport bookstore, but I have a confession. I was just too hungover to make it. We were supposed to go see it Sunday at 7pm and that was exactly the time i woke up from my nap to brush my teeth and go to bed. However, I can give you a review of the first 15 minutes of Last Holiday with Queen Latifah because that's how far I got into it before falling asleep. 2 thumbs up!!
The hubbie and I went to an engagement party the night before. 4 french martinis and 2 glasses of champagne later I was twirling on the dancefloor like Ginger Rogers. (ok ok, more like Mr. Rogers because I kept trying to lead, but I eventually got the hang of it.) Today my legs hurt so much I'm actually considering stopping at Rite Aid on the way home to pick up some IcyHot. I have GOT to get back in the gym.
Earlier on Saturday the hubbie and I went househunting. In Los Angeles on a budget, that's tantamount to finding a parking space at the mall the day after Christmas. When you find one, there are 14 other people ready to pounce on it and they'll draw blood if need be. So, we'll just keep looking- along with the rest of the city. I can't wait for the day we find a house that has a bathroom big enough so hubbie can sit on the toilet and not hit his knees on the tub. Or even better, one that has enough storage that we can actually have our wedding gifts in our home, rather than my mom's garage!
Ok, back to work. Happy Monday!
The hubbie and I went to an engagement party the night before. 4 french martinis and 2 glasses of champagne later I was twirling on the dancefloor like Ginger Rogers. (ok ok, more like Mr. Rogers because I kept trying to lead, but I eventually got the hang of it.) Today my legs hurt so much I'm actually considering stopping at Rite Aid on the way home to pick up some IcyHot. I have GOT to get back in the gym.
Earlier on Saturday the hubbie and I went househunting. In Los Angeles on a budget, that's tantamount to finding a parking space at the mall the day after Christmas. When you find one, there are 14 other people ready to pounce on it and they'll draw blood if need be. So, we'll just keep looking- along with the rest of the city. I can't wait for the day we find a house that has a bathroom big enough so hubbie can sit on the toilet and not hit his knees on the tub. Or even better, one that has enough storage that we can actually have our wedding gifts in our home, rather than my mom's garage!
Ok, back to work. Happy Monday!
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