Open. Open. Open.

This morning when I arrived at work, at 7am, there were people standing in line waiting for Office Max to open. I'm not sure how long they had been waiting, and I don't know what time Office Max was scheduled to open it's doors, but the potential customers seemed quite content to stand in the cold, reading their "after Thanksgiving sale" ads.

I thought this sort of thing only happened in commercials. If this is the case with a store that doesn't have television ads reflecting such actions, can you imagine what Mervyns must be like???

Girls Gone Wild: Uncut.

Matt was out of town this weekend, so I had the place to myself. It was weird and a little sad to not have him around, but I was determined to have a really nice "bachelorette" weekend.

Following are the components of my cra-ay-zee weekend:

- Redecorating in the livingroom
- Re-organization of the kitchen
- Baking - cookies and pies
- Bubble bath (with accompanying deep cleansing face mask)
- "Clueless" on VHS

Yeah bay-bee.

Movin' on up

Matt bought some of those nose strips to reduce snoring. They look kinda goofy, but I think they may just take our relationship to another wonderful, rest-filled level.

I'm so lucky

We were watching a movie the other night, when I heard sleeping noises next to me. My boyfriend had one eye partially open and his mouth was slightly agape, with his dry tongue sticking out a bit. As I surveyed the situation, I thought, "What's not to love?"

For a good time

I received an amusing forwarded email string the other day; amusing because one of the people involved has a picture of themselves next to the auto signature at the end. It resembles a real estate agent's business card - If a real estate agent used Glamour Shots for their business needs. And it's at the end of each reply in the message. Following is the email conversation I had with the person who forwarded it to me:

Me: Heheh, scroll really fast. Weee!
Her: HA HA ….I smell a new entry in your blog!
Me (to myself): We are not cool.

Old friends

Sorry I haven't posted in so long; I'm having trouble accessing my blog. When I go to my blog page, I just get a nice big pink screen with no text. I just figured out that I can access my posting page by going through someone else's blog, so all is not lost - yet.

Sunday Matt and I went out for the day. Had a lovely lunch at Julia's on Capitol Hill, and then on to B&O Espresso for sour cream lemon pie - the best dessert on the hill. As we were walking out of B&O, I ran into Tasia.

Tasia was my neighbor 5 years ago, and we grew quite close. At the time, I worked the graveyard shift at work, and I would get home right about the time she was getting up for the day. She would invite me over for tea and "breakfast", which was bedtime tea for me, and earl grey for her, plus softboiled eggs for both of us. She even had cute little egg cups! Of course, you can't live in the same apartment for your entire life, so we both eventually moved away, and I haven't seen her since. I think about her all the time and wonder how she's doing, but I haven't had her number, so there was no way to check up on her.

It was such a pleasant surprise to see Tasia on Sunday - she's one of the few truly good people in the world, and I can't wait to hang out with her!

ARGH! Get out of my HEAD!!

I had bad dreams last night, which I suspect were spawned by PBS' election coverage. I was completely heartbroken this morning after waking from a dream about Matt. I found out that he was sleeping with Penelope Cruz on the side! When I got upset, he told me that I needed to learn to share. Apparently we lived with his mother, and she didn't make me feel much better. She said, "Yes, he probably shouldn't have had his other friend over when you were home, but really, you should calm down, dear."

Wine smoothies for breakfast, anyone?

Listen to your kids - they know a thing or two!

Email from Mom regarding my 7 year old brother:

Nathan wants Bush to win but earlier he said he thinks Kerry is going to win because he wants to make medicare cost less. Hmmm. Interesting thing is neither Daniel or myself has even mentioned medicare! We've discussed Healthcare a few times but never medicare! So, either Nathan has been paying a lot closer attention to the news than we realized or he knows something :)

Only on Halloween

Scenario: 2 girls occupying a bathroom stall simultaneously.

G1: See this? This is scab blood!
G2: Cool.

Nice shoes; Wanna....?

I pulled out my bellydance costume for Halloween this year, and had a night on the town. While waiting at a bus stop to go home, a guy walks by and says "Nice shoes!". I thanked him for the compliment, then realized, "You can't see my shoes!"