Friday, September 30, 2011

TGIF

It's been a crazy week with lots of traveling for work and class. I couldn't be more excited that today is Friday!

Any free time I've had (which totals to less than 1 hour over the entire week) I spent looking at pictures of my two new obsessions: Kourtney Kardashian and Pintrest.
via seven mugs

I want to be Kourtney Kardashian. Minus her lame boyfriend. Mostly I just want her style and her body.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Just like a bowling ball

J: "It's like going to the bowling ally and using rented balls compared to bringing your own ball that you're used to. That's how I feel about brining my own gun to the shooting range."

E: "I guess I'm not seeing the similarity. People who own their own bowling ball are like into bowling. It's a hobby for them. You have been to a shooting range three times."

J: "Yep, I think I need to get my own gun."

Husband's old obsession with golf has now transferred to shooting ranges. Why are all of his hobbies so expensive?!? I told him he could only buy a gun from a pawn shop if he could prove to me that no one was murdered with this gun. I feel like that should keep him busy for awhile.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Is there anything better than the changing of summer to fall?

Cooler weather. Fall flavored drinks at Starbucks. Football games. And....Furry icicle boots?

My sister and I came across these gems while running errands {er, I mean shopping at Saks}. The look like the love child of the abominable snowman and a glacier.
They can be yours for only $1200. They're on clearance. Probably because they are fugly. 

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

My neighbor puts a damper on eating chocolate

I remember how excited I was when I found out that one of my sorority sisters was moving into my apartment building. This was, of course, before I knew that she would be dragging me to 5:30 am bootcamps filled with people who look like tri-athletes. Her punishment is having to listen to me curse when I run. It has been quite an experience for both of us.

On Monday our "assignment" was to lift 5000 pounds over our head (lift as many reps as we needed to depending on the weight we were lifting to equal 5000 pounds). I couldn't even lift the bar before she put weights on it- since I'm a haus. I tried to get through it by thinking about chocolate.

Husband vs Cartoon Doug

While hanging up husband's freshly laundered shirts tonight I had a flashback to that old Nickelodeon cartoon "Doug;" who has a closet full of the same outfit.
vs

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Anniversary Trip

We are back from Colorado and we're back in to the crazy swing of working, graduate school homework, business trips and chores around the house. It was so nice to get away from this madness for awhile!

Sunday, September 4, 2011

A Year Ago Today...

I said "I DO" to JJ and it has been a fun, scary, loving, frustrating, encouraging adventure. It doesn't seem possible that a year has passed already. I feel lucky that he chose me.

Friday, September 2, 2011

How could 365 days have already passed?

Husband and I are off to Colorado for a week to celebrate our first anniversary!
Via Fabulous K

Comedy of Errors

We've started a new thing at work that we fondly call "Tasty Tuesday." This week it was my turn to bring in lunch for the other three girls in my office. I had wonderful intentions of making lettuce wraps and cast-iron skillet pineapple cake. But sometimes my intentions get the best of me.
Yes, the last picture is JJ fanning the oven as billows of smoke are coming from the burning "second cake" on the bottom of the oven. I'm frantically running around opening all of the windows so our entire building doesn't have to be evacuated due to our smoke alarm.

Then I tried to shake up the bottle of sesame oil but {just my luck} the cap wasn't screwed on all the way. Every surface of our kitchen {and my body} became covered in a oily film that I'm not sure I'll ever truly be able to get off.

I considered just buying pizza to take to work for lunch after all of that. But, I am WAY too prideful to show up without home-cooked food so this is what they got to eat. I'm probably kicked out of Tasty Tuesday now.