"Your biting sarcasm wounds me, Madam..."

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

I just like to share

I know i haven't provided a real post in awhile, but this picture, this stupid lolcats picture, just makes me crack up every time i look at it.

funny pictures
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My birthday is on Thursday, so i assume i'll have SOMETHING to talk about. If not, i'll be spending the weekend in the city - in Chelsea (this time in NY, which is a really, really NICE part of town - believe it or not, Bostonians) with the boy. We'll be doing some nice birthday type things like going to a comedy club and basically boozing it up until one or both of us falls asleep, more than likely, before midnight.

Cause we are rock stars.

And we'll probably go gallery hopping because that's what you do when you're staying two blocks away from a hotbed of the NY art community. Almost every storefront on West 22nd Street and the surrounding area is an art gallery and i haven't been visiting in a few years, so i'm looking forward to that.

I haven't told TheBoy about all the ART quite yet, but woooo, i am not missing out on that and it's MY BIRTHDAY. I do what i want.

Reconize. Dammit.

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Monday, November 19, 2007

Work and uh, work.

Today and tomorrow i'll be all alone. TheBoy is back in Boston for some more work-stuff and will be virtually incommunicado for two days. Not a huge deal, but it's rare that we're apart overnight and it gets kind of weird in the house by myself.

I take that back.

If i were ALL by myself, it probably wouldn't be quite as weird as it is with the two dogs WHINING and PINING and WAITING by the front door for him to come home. That's really the worst part. The later it gets, the jumpier they get. If a flea farts anywhere within a 5 mile radius, LittleDog barks, which makes me jump, and then i work on stopping my heart from racing. Repeat, ad nauseam.

I hate that.

So, i'm sure tonight i will be watching all the girly crap on the TeeVee that TheBoy has no interest in watching (maybe i'll finally check out Gossip Girl - a show that i've heard is horrible and yet must be watched) or maybe call it an early night and eat ice cream in bed or something. We'll see.

In other news, my Boss asked me to look into some industry-related training seminars. Apparently i'm slotted for one in the budget and i had better start looking before i lose it at the end of March. It's not easy, this training seminar searching, because i have to find something that is either close enough to not be a pain in the ass to drive to, something just far away enough that i can stay in a hotel (if it is more than 1 day), but not too far away that it won't be approved by management.

So far, i have found one in New Brunswick, NJ (just close enough that i will have to drive everyday - roughly 2 hours each way), one in Costa Mesa, CA (too far, and too nice for them to pay for it) and one in Dublin, Ireland (fat chance in hell, that one).

I think i'll have to start preparing my justification statement now if i want to spend 3 days in sunny Orange County in March on my employer's dime. Ooh. Won't that be nice?

Meh - i'm sure they'll stuff me in a class in Manhattan if i don't find something myself. Better keep looking...

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Thursday, November 15, 2007

"Look, kids... Big Ben!"

We had a nice weekend in Boston, TheBoy and I, though i wish i could say that i saw more of the city. I didn't, and that sucked. But it was meant to be a business trip anyway, so i suppose there was nothing i could do about it.

Saturday we went to "fancy dinner thing" at the Hilton near Logan Airport which was actually quite nice, insomuch that the open bar i had heard was going to be there... was. And the free drinks were big. Therefore good. Good times had by all.

I met some nice people that TheBoy works with and we laughed and drank and ate and watched people win raffled off prizes and watched the hired entertainment which was awful and laughed some more. There were a few singers hired for the event and I have to wonder how they were the ones chosen out of, i don't know, probably thousands of bad-karaoke-style lounge acts that can be found in a city. Terrible. One of them was a Cher impersonator and i found the most unsettling aspect of that was that she was a woman - not a transvestite as one tends to expect with a Cher impersonator. I mean, really.

On Sunday we visited with TheBoy's cousin and her husband in Brookline.

What you have to understand, first of all, is that our hotel was in Saugus - a bit north of the city and many highways away from Brookline. Second of all, is that i haven't been to Boston since i was a kid and the only thing i remember about that trip is seeing the U.S.S. Constitution and going to a souvenir store to buy something with my own money but then leaving my red nylon wallet with navy blue piping and the velcro closure on the counter (it was 1986 - nylon, velcro wallets were cool). I never did see my red velcro wallet again, or all of the 1/2 dollar coins i carried around in it. My mom was kind of mad.
And Third of all, TheBoy hasn't driven around Boston in a bunch of years and he forgot how bad it is.

We got lost.

Of course we did.

I'm not going to go on a rant about what a shitty road system Boston has, because really, it's not like it hasn't been done before. But COME ON people. WHERE ARE THE SIGNS? I don't ask for much, but mark the damn streets. That's just inconsiderate. And why is it that you think you're getting somewhere and all of a sudden you go through some TUNNEL and your directions say "Make a Left" and you're all, "But I'm in a TUNNEL"? It sucked. What i'm saying is it sucked. Luckily it didn't really matter so we laughed at ourselves for missing all of our turns. And passing right by the "Memorial something Bridge" and going straight to some other bridge that we thought might be "Memorial something Bridge" but uh.. wasn't.

We ate at Devlin's in Brighton with his cousin, if you're interested, which was lovely. And i saw a bit of the area near Boston University - and then unfortunately we were sent on our own to go sightsee. Cousin's husband sent us off with verbal directions to go see Newbury Street. But i don't think TheBoy was listening and we wound up back on Route 1 going back to the hotel... which we didn't think we'd ever find again so we decided to take advantage of our luck in finding the route back to the hotel and not screw it up. So... no Newbury Street for us. Next time, i guess.

And there will be a next time. At the fancy dinner thing, we won a one night stay and free breakfast at a local hotel... a local hotel in what i hear is a shitty, shitty neighborhood, but it's a free stay nonetheless. So if we do not want to get shot at while walking down the street, we will rent a car. No biggy.

Can anyone tell me about Chelsea? I do not know anything... and people laughed at us. Of all the incredible prizes they were raffling off, we won a stay in Chelsea.

Eh, i'm happy i won anything at all. Maybe next year i'll win the "Lufthansa airline tickets to any destination they fly to in Europe". This year? Chelsea.

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Friday, November 09, 2007

Mmm... buffalo chicken...

I'm still working on the contacts thing. It's all gotten much easier, but that doesn't mean that i've mastered the process yet. It was very hard at the beginning. In fact, while at my eye doctor's training lesson, i was positive that i would have to wear them forever because i could not get them out. COULD NOT. It took me at least 45 minutes to get the damn things out. I nearly broke down in tears because it was so frustrating. But, you know, these things take time. Since i've starting wearing them, my left eye has not been happy and i wonder if i'm wearing the wrong prescription. Which totally sucks cause now i'll have to go back to the eye doctor. Bah.

But in other news, i'll be heading up to Boston this weekend for 'fancy corporate dinner thing' for TheBoy's job. Which means i have to wear 'fancy-ish cocktail dress' which is something i totally don' t own. I don't go to fancy cocktail parties and therefore have never properly prepared for one. I do have a very nice dress from Ann Taylor* that i wore on the cruise last year and am hoping that it's going to cut the mustard because there is no way that i can afford to go buy something new right now considering the awful lack of spare cash i have not flying around in my bank account. There are, instead, moths.

Before i even went to try on last year's dress, i knew there were going to be some problems. I was, at least one size smaller last year because i had been on WeightWatchers for most of the year leading up to the cruise. After the cruise, i gained back everything i had lost (and then some) and had since then been trying to find my discipline and will power amongst the cookies that have been finding their way into the house a little too regularly.

I joined again. 3 weeks ago. So far, i have only lost 4.6 lbs which is kind of 'meh', but i know i should feel all 'woooo!' and 'go me!!'. But in reality, 4.6 lbs does not help me fit into a dress that i wore last November. It does not even give me the "I lost 5 lbs!" star-shaped sticker from the nice ladies at the WW center.

I want my damn sticker.

And yet for lunch today, i had Buffalo Chicken pizza. Because i love buffalo chicken so and i cannot live without it. At least i didn't have the bleu cheese. And it was grilled chicken. I am not a monster.

I will undoubtedly be squeezing into my Ann Taylor dress on Saturday night anyway and let it crush my ribcage, happily, because i know one thing that will keep me strong with or without breathing.

There will be an open bar. Oh yes, there will.

And it will be good.

*Loft. It's from Ann Taylor Loft. Do you think i can afford a real dress from Ann Taylor? I scoff at you.

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