Friday, February 27, 2009

Friday Fragments

* Yesterday the Senate was fielding/voting on proposals on what exactly to do with Washington, DC. You know that pesky taxation without representation problem? They voted down an idea to cede it back to Maryland. If that had worked I would have laughed my bum off :-)

* Brian Williams was on the Daily Show last night (I don't consistantly watch the Daily Show so I'm not positive it was new, it may have been a rerun). He never fails to amuse me since he rolls with the punches so well.

* My mom has a massive crush on Tom Brokaw. She actually cried during his last broadcast. I'm not sure if she still misses him though, Brian does a pretty damn good job.

* Jon Stewart pointed out how massive Brian's ratings are likening it to him competing against children; which in reality, he kinda is. I mean Katie Couric has the worst "news" in the world and... I'm not even sure who the other one is, which speaks volumes in itself.

* Speaking of children, I have become addicted to a new blog lately- Girlsgonechild.net. She's the type of mom I'd love to be, very little changed in her life. She just strapped it on and kept doing all the same things she's always done. Aside from the unfortunate naming of her children (Archer and Fable), I love everything about her and must confess to having a slight girl crush.

* She posted a video of Fable and at the end she sneezes and her little legs jump up. I sent it to Alaina and we sighed over it for hours while our ovaries exploded. Stupid biological clock, I hate you.

* This weekend includes taking Lea to the vet, powerflex class and a bunch of wedding related nonsense. By the time the craptastic weather rolls in Saturday night I hope to not leave the house again until it passes.**

** There are rumblings of a possible sig snow event hitting Sunday night going into Monday making for bad commuting on Monday morning (aka working from home day). I really don't believe it since it's like 70 today and I had completely given up on winter entirely, but I'll take work home just in case.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Adventures at Petco

I have been trying to work towards more productivity on weekends. The problem is this: Bill works nights and sleeps during the days. We have a small apartment. So I feel like I can't do anything that makes noise, which cuts out all housework. While it is still frigid outside I have zero desire to do anything that requires me to go out there, which cuts out all errands. Leaving me to sit on the couch and 1) read or 2) watch tv, eventually falling asleep and taking a day long nap. Or I just skip the middle man and just accept my fate and go to sleep with him.

This means that nothing ever gets done. I have a laundry pile the size of Mount Rushmore, the carpet never gets vacuumed as much as it really should, we live in a constant state of never having any food in the house and last Saturday was met with a frantic search for both of our registrations (which was a lot harder than it ever should have been) so we could get new parking permits and not get towed.

Saturday was surprisingly productive; up early for Yoga but then slightly derailed with the above mention of a too long search for car registrations, which took long enough that Linds and I couldn't go look at bridesmaid dresses because Lea had to be at the groomer at 1pm. Took Lea in, while she was being prettified looking for a pet for Lindsey.

Adoption day at Petco is both the greatest and the worst thing for me... especially when they have dogs. It's really no secret how much I want a dog, I've reached the point of being completely illogical with my want. We already live in a small apartment with two people and two cats, with zero room for any other living creature. I know this... and yet...

(conversation on Saturday)

*ring*
Me: Guess what I found!!!
Him:......
Me: The cutest dog ever! She's so sweet! Oh... and a *mumble*pitbull*mumble*
Him: No.
Me: But she climbs into your lap and gives you hugs and kisses. A little kid even pulled on her tail and she did nothing!
Him: No.
Me: But...
Him: If you bring home that dog you and I will have to have a very serious conversation.

I did not bring home the dog. But I still love her, and still think that people with blind hatred toward pit bulls need to reexamine their feelings. *ahem!*

Lindsey got a ferret which she named Dini and Lea got her butt shaved and a nice smelling bath so now she no longer walks around in a cloud of poop smell. Oh and we do not have a new pitbull member of our family taking up more than half of our remaining living space. So we are all happy... I suppose ;-)

**But whenever we get a bigger place we will be getting a german shephard puppy. We will. This is not a matter of discussion ;-)**

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Wedding Planning Vol. 1

Alaina and I went to our second caterer tasting last night and it was better and yet more painful then the first. More painful because we got there at 8 minutes after, when it started at 5, and all the small tables were taken so we had to huddle at the end of a long table and hope no one joined us. Which worked for about half of the time.

Earlier in the day yesterday I had a massive hyperventilating breakdown which normally happens when I read the knot and/or do not get my first choice of a vendor because they are already booked. For a wedding date that's 8 months away. I know, insane- right? I wanted a particular string quartet that does arrangements of contemporary songs (while debating whether it would be unlucky to walk down the aisle to Bittersweet Symphony which is in my top 10 all time favorite songs). They are already taken for a wedding in DC. I started hyperventilating because my anxiety problems are as such- something doesn't work, I decide it's a sign of nothing working out for whatever event, and then we are eating chipotle on paper plates wearing some overpriced clothes. Which, for the record, I would be totally fine with but *someone* wants a "real" wedding. Silly boy.

So it was good that we ended up next to a couple that is getting married in June and has about as much accomplished as I do. That made me feel so much better. Until we were joined by a couple that is getting married in May of 2010. No you did not read that wrong. They were a source of such a catalog of knowledge, statistics, etc that they must eat, sleep and breathe wedding which is quite odd if you ask me. Bill and I have... better things to do. Shocking! ;-)
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I saw this meme and thought it was cute so I'll do it since it's a Thursday, even though it's supposed to be about you and your husband and I'm not married yet.

What are your middle names?
Alison and Bryan. Who's is what should be self explanatory.

How long have you been together?
About a year and 3 months I think.

Who asked whom out?
He did, both times. Once to be my friend and once when we started dating. At least I'm assuming he asked me out the second time. I don't really remember. I don't remember what happened last week most of the time.

How old are each of you?
28 and 26. He's younger.

Whose siblings do you see the most?
Since I don't have any siblings, the one time I have met his brother will have to count as "the most."

Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?
His work schedule, most definitely. Especially when he has a ton of overtime. I think there was two or three days in a row that we didn't see each other at all last week- which, living in the same tiny apartment, is impressive.

Did you go to the same school?
No.

Are you from the same home town?
No. He's from Georgia. I still live in the city where I'm from. It's not in Georgia.

Who is smarter?
I think it's a draw, we are just smarter about different things and in different ways. He's much better at actually retaining and repeating information he learned in school.

Who is the most sensitive?
Neither of us is particularly sensitive. It's better that way.

Where do you eat out most as a couple?
Unless you count drive thru or quiznos, it is TGIFridays. Not because we love it there, but because it's right down the street. It's a convenience factor.

Who has the craziest exes?
He has more who would dump their lives/whomever they were with in a heartbeat if he told them to. I have the only one who actually IS crazy.

Who has the worst temper?
Him. Definitely him. He gets really mad about things that I think aren't that important. He rarely loses his temper with ME though, so that's most important.

Who does the cooking?
He's afraid to let me anywhere near the stove/cooking utensils. Does that answer your question? ;-)

Who is the neat-freak?
I tend to clean more, but I think that if he worked less/had a more normal schedule he'd probably be a lot cleaner/neat-freak-ish. I base this on what our respective apartments looked like on an everyday basis before we merged.

Who is more stubborn?
I probably am. I say probably because I don't think I'm that stubborn, but other people tell me that I am.

Who hogs the bed?
Me. But in my defense, we rarely actually sleep at the same time so the cats and I are used to stretching across the entire bed. Plus, it's not really me... the cats take up an entire side so I have to sleep in the middle.

Who wakes up earlier?
This is pretty much moot. Technically he doesn't go to bed until 9am and wakes up anywhere between 7 and 10pm. So my wake up time of 8:30am or so is earlier. But generally he gets way less sleep then me, so if you lined up the times together he probably would wake up earlier. *shrug*

Where was your first date?
The first time we met was at a Chinese restaurant near where we both live.

Who is more jealous?
Neither of us. Jealousy is a waste of time and energy.

How long did it take to get serious?
Once we shifted from friends to interested we were serious almost immediately. I knew after the second time I went out with him (even though we were still just friends, it took a few months to shift) that I was going to end up marrying him. I even told my friend Ren that. Cheesy, I know. But I was right. (well, unless we break up before the wedding I suppose ;-) )

Who eats more?
He does. It's annoying. He eats the last of everything while I'm at work.

Who does the laundry?
We do our own laundry. We have separate hampers. I usually wash the towels and sheets and stuff, but that's just a factor of my being home more because I have a 9-5 job.

Who's better with the computer?
He is. I'm a way better/faster typist though.

Who drives when you are together?
He does. It's too stressful for me to drive because he thinks I'm a horrible driver and puts me on edge because he's so on edge. Also I have a tiny car, and he's a big guy- so the last time I drove somewhere he got claustrophobic.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Valentine's Day

I'm rather ambivalent on the whole Valentine's Day thing. I mean I don't hate it... I take any excuse to eat themed candy, but I really don't get the significance of it either. Why does it take one special day out of an entire year for someone to show how much they really do love the one they are with? Quite frankly, I'll take this- two mornings ago Bill ran to 7-11 before I woke up and once he got there realized that he forgot his wallet. So he was faced with the change he had in his car and the choice to get me a donut for breakfast or a soda for himself (and let me tell you, this man loves soda like no one else). He got the donut.- over a dozen roses on a specified day anytime.

But then again... I'm allergic to roses so I wouldn't want them anytime anyway. And I hate those chocolates with fillings because 99% of them are nasty and end up half bitten and in my trash while I swoosh my mouth with something, anything to get the taste out of my mouth.

However, I don't hate it either. I've spent a lot of years single and a lot of years in dysfunctional relationships where for all I knew the guy was out with someone else that night while I sat on my couch with my cats. My best friend and I go to the melting pot every year for our own Valentine's Day celebration (never on the actual day cause restaurants suck on the actual day) and that's more than enough for me.