Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Oh man

I hit my head pretty good on the trunk of my car Sunday afternoon. So good in fact that I wasn't able to work on Monday or today. I slept all night Sunday night, almost all day yesterday and until 11 this morning and I am finally feeling a BIT better.
I still have a pretty nasty headache but I'm thinking a bit more clearly today and I'll probably be back at work tomorrow.
Still feeling a bit groggy, but hopefully that will wear off.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Real Simple is the best magazine ever

My coworker Amanda turned me on to this magazine recently and I freaking love it. It's like someone just handed me a life manual.
It has tips on everything from how to organize your kitchen to how to throw a party to how to get over illnesses. I even learned how to extend the life of a bouquet of flowers (a cube of sugar and a penny, store it in the fridge overnight). It's like every good tip that your mom would ever tell you all pulled together in one amazing package.
It's just nice, because being a new wife and homeowner can have its stresses. I have some high ideals. I'd love to be the wife who can pull together a gourmet dinner like it's nothing or set a table like a Crate and Barrel catalog. If I'm being totally honest... I have to admit that Martha Stewart is one of my heroes, and if I could emulate her (except for the jail part) I would be thrilled.
Anyway... I'm not really sure how to word it, but there it is. I just really enjoy my domestic pursuits. And yet there are the occasional phone calls to my mom to ask her what I can substitute for rice wine or how to make roman shades or whatever. And now I have a publication to answer ALL OF MY QUESTIONS ABOUT EVERYTHING.
So, in short, Real Simple is amazing. Seriously. And I know I've lost what remaining audience I have by this point in my post (probably my mother-in-law and possibly my husband) but there you have it. I just love how practical it is.
I love it so much I am posting about it well past midnight when I should be sleeping...

Kristin, I hope you read this at some point, because I know YOU share the love.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Goodbye Porter

On Monday my parents finally put down our dog, Porter. He was 16 years old, blind and deaf and couldn't really move very well, but I went and saw him on Sunday and he still seemed pretty happy.
I knew that this was going to happen, and I haven't really grown up with the same feelings for my pets as some other families have (like the Hartzells-- they really cherish their pets; this is something kind of new to me). However I did shed a few tears before and after saying goodbye to Porter.
The thing that makes me the most sad is not that he had to go, because everyone and everything will die some day. But my parents dropped him off at the vet and left. I think it would have been kind of nice to be with him since he was probably scared and alone.
Anyway, that's all I have to say about that.