Well, technically, I should say come fly with me and my husband, since we’d need him to actually pilot the plane. Maybe now you’re thinking: OMG you have a PLANE! That is so totally awesome. You must be like, rich, or something! OMG a PLANE! And while I absolutely love our plane and am very thankful to have it in our lives… I must mention a few things first. It is not a fancy corporate jet, in fact, it is not a jet at all. It is a single-engine prop plane. It travels at about 130 knots on average. (1…
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In no particular order, here are my four favorites of the day: Favorite customer services rep: The lady at the speedy checkout line at Wal-Mart who actually knew the definition of the word “speedy.” AND she was super nice. Favorite commercial: The Snickers “Grocery Store Lady” Halloween ad Favorite new artist: The Maine Favorite pet moment: When I feed the cat and she is so absolutely ecstatic about dinnertime that she is literally purring while she’s eating. And there you have it.
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It first happened in 2003. I had just graduated college, picked up stakes and moved to Los Angeles to “live the dream.” (I never did make it as a Hollywood actress, but at a minimum, I guess you actually have to go to auditions). Anyway, on my fairly limited budget (did I mention that I did not have a job lined up when I moved?) I bought some groceries, including a small bunch of bananas. After putting away the groceries and making myself a light dinner, I went to bed. The next morning, I woke up and decided that a…
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EDIT, October 2020: Oh my, this one’s a gem. The original “throwback” story is from 2006, but I posted it in 2010. It’s a long one, and somewhat (okay, really) embarrassing, but worth sticking with it to the end. As you’re reading it, I do want you to keep a few things in mind: The iPhone did not exist. Smartphones as we know them did not exist. I believe I owned a Motorola Razr at the time, and had just gotten my first (black and white text screen) Blackberry. Live TV on airplanes did not exist, and in-air WiFi definitely…
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I do sometimes make fun of my husband in this blog. But I try to keep it a little bit balanced, like when I told about how I leave my keys in the fridge…. intentionally. Since I figure I am a bit overdue for some self-ridicule, I thought to share this story. The other day, I stopped by the house on my lunch break. Since I work about 5 minutes from where I live, this is easily accomplished within my allotted break time. I made myself a sandwich, then sat down on the couch to enjoy my lunch. I had…
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I turned 30 today. Or, as I am fondly calling it, I celebrated the first anniversary of my 29th birthday. I told Chris that I had one request for my birthday. ME: I want a fancy cake for my birthday.CHRIS: (putting his head at an angle and looking confused) Fancy cake?ME: Ya, like the pretty ones they do on the food network shows.CHRIS: Oh, so not a Costco cake?ME: No, not a Costco cake. I want one from a fancy cake store. You know, one of those places that only sells cakes and cupcakes and other sorts of pastries.CHRIS: They…
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Chris and I were driving home one night with the sun roof open, enjoying the breeze. We could hear the quiet sounds of tires on asphalt, smell the faint scent of sprinklers running, watch the orange glow of street lights as we passed them, and feel the evening breeze as it rushed through the car. Chris leaned back in the seat and commented, “wow it sure is nice out.” “Yes,” I agreed, “what a cool breeze tonight.” “By the way,” asked my husband, “what is the temperature right now?” I glanced at the temperature gauge on the dash. “Oh…. it…
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Chris and I went to the wedding of some good friends of ours this past weekend. It was beautiful and touching and…… The minister has finished telling us about how love is patient and kind and then she announces that it is time to bless the rings. All of a sudden, the groom has a panicked look on his face. He starts patting his hands on his jacket pockets, frantically searching for — you guessed it — the rings. There is an awkward pause. The groom, having searched his pockets for the third time, looks helplessly at his best man.…
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Today, we discovered why our pool has been so cloudy-looking lately: And in case anyone is confused about what they are seeing, this is what our pool filter is SUPPOSED to look like: We contemplated buying a new one, and then we discovered how much they cost. If anyone ever tells you owning a pool is cheap and/or easy, they are lying. Just FYI.
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5 Signs that your new favorite drinking establishment is a dive bar: #5 – A pitcher of beer only costs $7.00 #4 – There is a giant gaping hole behind the toilet (not to mention those curtains!) #3 – The “fancy” artwork is screwed into the wall with a handful of screws that they don’t even try to hide #2 – The pool table doubles as a beer pong table And finally, if the pool-table-turned-beer-pong isn’t enough, there is…. #1 – The sink is propped up with a 2×4 Maybe you ask what could possibly entice one to frequent this…