Friday, October 24, 2008
I especially hate packing to move. I don't want to put things away too early, since I may need them before the move. And everything just looks like a big mess. Whenever I start packing, I feel compelled to take a nap instead. Now that I'm fully rested, I have no excuse. We have keys. We move one week from tomorrow. It's crunch time. I thought moving would be a lot more fun...
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
I have created two piles. One of things to give away to Goodwill or some similar charitable organization, and another of things that I can't bear to part with, yet equally cannot bear to look at in my closet because they no longer fit. These will go aside somewhere nearby for safekeeping until I can lose the weight I've gained and fit back into my old glorious things. The problem? My closet's now empty. I mean nearly. I either had major lapses in taste or am a massive behemoth. Not much middle ground.
I need to go shopping. But I don't have expendable cash at the moment. So I need a job. But all of my wonderful work/interview clothes no longer fit properly. This is a vicious cycle. I suppose my only option is to lose 10-15 fast, but every time I think of losing weight, I get hungry. What's a girl to do in the meantime? I'd hate to spend a bunch of money on clothes that I really hope will be too big for me sometime soon.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Or that one? I'm having the hardest time selecting rugs. They're effing expensive. And I feel once I select one I've narrowed down my decorating possibilities. We have dark hardwood floors and two olive green accent walls (not my choice, can't paint). I need one for the living room and one for the dining room. The blue one would be nice for the dining room, which is pale gold, but then I feel limited again! Which would you choose? And where would you go to get a rug? I've tried downtown and feel like everything there was too ornate and dark for my taste. My sofa looks like this:And my furniture is distressed black. I wanted to be able to use bright, poppy prints like this:
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Even Sephora has a registry. Come on! (I'm registered there too. But don't buy me things from there right now, since it's not at the top of my priorities. I'm stocked with beauty loot for the time being.)
I should just throw a housewarming party! But I wouldn't want to throw a party until my home is perfect, which would require things from aforementioned registries, which would then mean I would have no use for said party ruse.
Who am I kidding, I would love to throw a party just because. But I do need some things... BENEFACTOR!
Monday, October 13, 2008
P.S. I was sooo jealous I was not at this dinner. Her dad hobnobs and it was a last minute thing.
Bought a lamp VERY similar to this yesterday at Pottery Barn, on sale, plus an extra 15 percent off sale items. Felt good about ourselves. We need lighting. I also want the photographer's tripod lamp but hubby feels $299 is too much to stomach. He also questions if it provides enough lighting for the moola. I say you only live once. Next weekend I have a 20 percent off coupon for anything I buy for the friends and family sale so maybe an executive decision may be made. Mua ha ha!
On Sunday we ventured to the Rose Bowl flea market because I was inspired by a fellow blogger's great finds and all the potential she sees in them. But the peeps at this market were bonkers because they were selling their old shiz at prices I could find new things for! It was fun to walk around and check out the stuff though. We bought a jar of spicy minced garlic and cinnamon sugar nuts. Not to be eaten together. I also got bath fizzy balls. I love me a good bath.
Currently I'm monitoring the coverage of the fires in Porter Ranch and Sylmar. I hope it doesn't get any closer to Adam's grandparents' home, and that the smoke isn't too terrible near them. It seems to be moving away from there. The freeways are all sorts of closed so I don't know how anyone's going to get home tonight. All this fire nonsense reminds me of last October, when the fires were in Santa Clarita. I started getting sharp chest pains that never seemed to go away until finally I got diagnosed with cancer in March. I wondered if the fire caused it (really really likely not). Anyhow, I hate fire, and the destruction it represents.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
But this one is my favorite.
After the bridge we checked out the capital of the hippie movement and summer of love, Haight Ashbury.Ahh, anyhow I am totally bored about rehashing this trip. I'm going to just post pictures and you fill in the rest in your little minds. This is what happens when I procrastinate too long on getting something done. Tsk tsk...
Friday, October 10, 2008
Williams Sonoma Home Lamp, Ballard Designs Mirror, Dirt Candles. They will need a home in my new home. And the candle won't smell like dirt.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
I just really like its legs. It says it's silver so I am curious how it actually looks in real life. I'd probably prefer white, but maybe it's nice. Or I can paint. I'm dying to paint something. Anything.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
We did stop to check out some seals that were either dead, or about to die, or were doing it. We couldn't tell.
We arrived at our Nob Hill digs, The Intercontinental Mark Hopkins, and were snooted completely. Now call me cheap, but no matter where I go, I always ask to be upgraded. Why not? What's the worst they can say? Besides, we were taking a minimoon, so I thought for sure we had something special awaiting us. We asked the check in guy, who clearly had pink eye or some other wretched eye condition, if he could possibly see about putting us in a better room. He clicks away at his little keyboard and comes back with "Ah yes, we can put you in a room on the ninth floor... for an additional $40 a night." I ask what room we are currently slated to be in and he says the third floor. What, no basement? Pff. I'm not about to shell out an additional 40 bucks per night for a few floors. How much time would we actually be in our room anyway?
Well, this is what we ended up with. Ha! Actually that is a cell at Alcatraz, which we visited the next day. Our real room I didn't get a shot of because we're pigs and disheveled everything the moment we got in. We ordered an obscene amount of food from room service and went to sleep on the most comfortable bed in the history of man. And I though our bed was amazing.
We visited Fisherman's wharf the next day, followed by a nice little boat ride to Alcatraz, which Adam surprisingly enjoyed. Apparently we visited San Francisco during the hottest time of life, because we were prepared for freezing temps and we shvitzed the whole time. I guess a ton of walking will do that to ya. It did momentarily get brisk on the island, which finally warranted my new F21 coat!
I might add that for breakfast that day we devoured a glorious sundae at Ghirardelli. It was everything I'd hoped for and more. I felt vindicated.Later, for lunch, Adam noshed on some clam chowder and I had pizza from this cute little place that had bread shaped like animals of the sea. Great.That evening we headed to the Castro and dined at Mecca. I had two glasses of sparkling rose and was hammered. Here I am working on number two. I already have that fiendish sillyness in my eyes. I really enjoyed the warm yet industrial ambiance that Mecca had.
More on the next day coming soon!