bumblepug

i am inspector gadget

recently i have been thinking about my wardrobe and realized that the bottoms consist of 2 essentials: black pants and jeans. there are two pairs of brown pants in the mix but one pair is too short and the other is too long. and frankly, i'm too lazy to go to the tailor. and the gray ones...those must've been sucked into the black hole because i haven't seen those since i worked at wilson.

how does this relate to me being inspector gadget? oh, well i think he had a closet full of all the same clothes which is like me. for tops, i love black cardigans and printless long-sleeve scoop necks. ugh, work clothing can be so formulaic (sp?).

i wondered if people at my job think i wear the same pants every day. if they looked and the seems/hems, they would notice the subtleties of my black pants. but who really does this aside from me?!

anyways, in a meeting i went to this morning, i felt relief when the girl next to me said she only has black pants. ah...my cloting soul mate! with warm weather on the way, i'm thinking two things:

1.) get brown pants hemed in time for fall and winter

2.) get various black pants hemmed differently as to make capris and bermuda shorts...hmm, do bermuda shorts work on a person of my height?

busting caps

i think i busted my knee caps in my mad rush to make it upstairs in time for top chef (my new obsession). of course this would happen after an 8-mile bike ride. as if my legs weren't in enough pain. i don't think i've exercised in over 5 months (aside from dog walks) so if i'm able to walk tomorrow it'll be amazing!

one fish, two fish= dead fish

my pet fishes have died. i am world's worst fish mom. i'm not really sure what happened but ralph seems to think i shocked them when i changed their water. i really didn't know that it is crucial to de-chlorinate their water before putting them back in their bowl. :(

no more fish for now. i'll keep it to the dogs.

welcome back to blog land!

why is it that when you stop blogging it suddenlt seems like the rest of the world did, too? ah, where have i been since valentine's day?!

well, here's an annotated update:

valentine's day was great! we went to petroglyphs and sundance. i made a weird bowl for ralph and he made me an awesome salad bowl. i ate lots of steak. it was a good night!

roo is having a girl. in fact, i'll have to make this a separate entry to pronounce its importance.

milo is going through puberty- i think and rather fiesty.

i haven't talked to a lot of people in forever so i want to say hello, etc.!

home renos are going well but it's really hard to juggle two places. i'm still unpacking in both places and sorting through my files. really? can't i just hire somebody to do this?

and...i got a new job and i love it!

moresoon!

ramblings of a psychic

i know i've mentioned several times on my site that i think i'm psychic but some things have been happening lately that further confirm my belief.

i can't go into detail but i just have to write for the record that, i am so psychic.

you may be in my next prediction.

what's a girl to do?

what a day! what a very boring day.

there's nothing like waking upo at 6:47 am on a saturday and not being able to fall back asleep.

my solution? the sex and the city dvd series set. i watched like 6 this morning. and they were great. i finally learned how carrie and aidan met, and that big and aidan actually meet. weird. it's good that i didn't have hbo when the show was origianlly on air- this wouldn't be half as fun! i guess that's the good thing about being broke when you're young- no cable, let alone hbo.

i feel like i have nothing to do and i don't want to do anything. i sat in my car for 10 minutes trying to figure out what to do...get misc. items and mail from condo, go eat a dutch baby pancake at original house of pancakes, shop for home decorating, clean, shower, dust...none are appealing. so after dirving around for five minutes (thinking this would help), i returned back to my parking spot at home.

i was hungry so i pulled out a box of macroni to cook. yuck, yes, i know but i still love macaroni from the box. but what would you know- we're out of milk. so the next best thing was rice-a-roni. who have i become?

while the macaroni was cooking i thought it'd be nice to make oatmeal cookies. and then i find, we're out of eggs and brown sugar. ugh, we never have anything we actually need! though our fridge has quite a selection of beverages and cheeses.

so...time to go shopping- this gives me something to do and it is quite necessary if i want to have homemade oatmeal cookies today.

trader joe's, please be empty and don't give me some weirdo cashier like i usually get who wants to make small talk about one of my foood items. please don't let me get overzealous in the nut and dried fruit aisle because we're not backpackers and we don't need 10 kinds of nuts and 20 kinds of dried fruits. and just keep walking right on by that nitrate-free bacon- because nitrate-free does not = fat free and heart-healthy. damn those labels! please let there be no screaming kids because for the love of god, i'm tired of hearing screaming kids whenever i go out on the weekends. i'm not a total grinch (i used to be a career babysitter to pay the bills), i just hate when parents let their kids scream forever and don't go outside.

hmm...roo's baby is due in july...must continue to work on my patience for crying babies, etc.

off to trader joe's. please move your cart! ciao.

is it shallow...

to try befriending somebody who owns a ferrari just so that one day i might be able to take it for a spin? yeah, i was afraid that was the answer.

wait, do they even make ferraris that have an auto transmission or are they always manaual transmission? i guess a good start before i place my classified ad to scout out somebody with a ferrari,
should be learning how to drive a stick shift vehicle.

yes, baby steps. one thing at a time.

to do in this order:
1. learn to drive stick (any volunteers?)
2. find person who owns ferrari
3. become friends
4. ask to drive insanely expensive car
5. keep driving and don't turn back

he's a keeper

ralph's a good boyfriend for many reasons but perhaps the latest thing that really made me think that was how he went to the drive-through car wash with me and the dogs, and then was totally patient with me stopping at 2 gas station after the car wash to get my windows extra clean- really, i'm not neurotic (not a clean-freak as anybody who knows me can attest) but some asshole thought my puple car (it was a hand-me-down) would look better with a pink milkshake all over it! isn't owning a purple car bad enough? the car wash didn't quite do the trick to getting the smoothie off which makes me wonder, where did this milkshake come from? hell?!

after i could see through my window, we went to krispy kreme for a late night donut craving, just the sort of thng you need to eat after having terrible pizza that was overpriced for dinner.

next...blockbuster to use the free movie rental coupons, and what do you know...they weren't valid- that's the best when that happens at the cash register. so we left, video rental-less.

after our friday night adventures we came home to watch a video we owned and to eat a donut and drink a drink. ralph whipped up a pseudo-cosmo for me from the existing ingredients in our fridge. who knew that sobe lean when mixed with vodka and a packet of splenda could taste so good!?!

what an unusual friday night.

law firm memories

today i went to lunch with frances and lara, my girls from the law firm days. we still work close to one another which is great because it allows us to stay in touch but without me having to work there.

when they ask me if i'm happy at my new job, i can't help but recall some of my favorite quotes from that place...

"if you wore your glasses maybe you wouldn't make so many mistakes."

"why did you use pink paper here? you thought it was pretty or something? it's not, so stick with the blue."

"see this-- this is my pet peeve. we don't care about the environment here, so don't use bits of post-its to convey your message, use the whole damn thing. we're not trying to save paper."

"when i say i want my signature pages, i want them now, not 3 seconds from now!"

am i happy at my new job?! what a funny question.

life in the not so insured lane

last night i went to get a prescription filled that i've been taking for five years.  for the past five years it has never cost more than $10.  so imagine my shock when they charged me $52.99.  really, wht is the .99 cents for?  commission or something?  ugh- this is my punishment for leaving the cush life of a permanent job.  anyways, i handed over the money and need to make all the calls to figure out why rite aid can't bill my new insurance directly.  obviously, the rite aid pharmicist did not get the message from my tax person that i actually owe taxes this year to the state and the feds.  so just a quick note to y'all- if you ever get the wise idea to cash out your retirement becuase you see it as "free money" that was gifted from your employer, don't do it!  i make smart decisions like this often but as i'm getting older i think i'm getting wiser.  ;)