A major baseball player has officially gone veg. Yay!
xo,
Ms. V
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Ms. V turns 30
This may be the first time I post something serious instead of sarcastic...
Technically I turned 30 on the oh-so-fabulous day of January 24. Unfortunately, I had two major exams the following week and wasn't able to celebrate. Instead, I postponed the festivities until break.
I'm just going to offer a big, HUGE, INCREDIBLY MASSIVE "Thank you" to Jeff, Charla, Issei, Ingrid, Luz, Jess, Jansen, Trisha, and Kevin for joining me for a rousing round of Rockin' Bowling, dancing, and drinks. A huge thank you especially to Trish and Kevin for the fantabulous gifts. ;)
All of you made my belated birthday truly special. It was wonderful to be surrounded by such good friends.
Tomorrow: Mardi Gras and 80's night. Charla and I agreed to wear the old Debbie Gibson "Electric Youth" perfume. Woo hoo! :D
xo,
Ms. V
Technically I turned 30 on the oh-so-fabulous day of January 24. Unfortunately, I had two major exams the following week and wasn't able to celebrate. Instead, I postponed the festivities until break.
I'm just going to offer a big, HUGE, INCREDIBLY MASSIVE "Thank you" to Jeff, Charla, Issei, Ingrid, Luz, Jess, Jansen, Trisha, and Kevin for joining me for a rousing round of Rockin' Bowling, dancing, and drinks. A huge thank you especially to Trish and Kevin for the fantabulous gifts. ;)
All of you made my belated birthday truly special. It was wonderful to be surrounded by such good friends.
Tomorrow: Mardi Gras and 80's night. Charla and I agreed to wear the old Debbie Gibson "Electric Youth" perfume. Woo hoo! :D
xo,
Ms. V
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Too cool for school
Just a quick one tonight, gang. More will follow later in the week. Promise. Though, we all know how good I am about keeping my blogging promises (which is probably why my readership has dropped to only 1 person... my mother).
I wanted to blog tonight but couldn't think of anything to write. I asked my friend Travis for inspiration. His response was: "blog about how awesome I am" so that's what I'm doing. Just for kicks and giggles.
OK, done now. Back to IM'ing and trying to get Hub to wake up and get out of the recliner so I can go watch Ghost Hunters International and fall asleep in front of the TV.
:D
xo,
Ms. V
I wanted to blog tonight but couldn't think of anything to write. I asked my friend Travis for inspiration. His response was: "blog about how awesome I am" so that's what I'm doing. Just for kicks and giggles.
OK, done now. Back to IM'ing and trying to get Hub to wake up and get out of the recliner so I can go watch Ghost Hunters International and fall asleep in front of the TV.
:D
xo,
Ms. V
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Adventures in moving
True story, follow closely:
Today was supposed to be the big move to Albany. Orientation at AMC is on Thursday and Friday. The plan was to drive both vehicles down, unload, set up, Hub would drive home and go to work for the rest of the week, I'd stick around, have dinner with my aunt and cousins, spend Wednesday finding my way around my new neighborhood, go to orientation on Thursday and Friday, then come home Friday evening. Simple enough, right? Apparently not. Why? Because we live in the Northeast.
1) Hub and I woke up an hour late because last night was New Year's Eve, it was cold, the bed was warm, and moving in a snowstorm just isn't fun.
2) We got dressed, got ready, fiddled around with the printer and the laptop, printed off some last minute directions, and packed up a bunch of stuff that hadn't already been taken care of.
3) (This is where the fun began): Hub was in a crabby mood. Somehow, *I* caused the heavy, wet, sloppy snow to fall. We pack up the car, bicker, snipe, and bicker some more, then pull out of the driveway. This is where my feeling of dread set in. This didn't feel right. I always trust my gut. Read on.
4) We had just pulled out of the driveway an hour later than we had planned. I stopped at the ATM then met Hub at Dunkin' Donuts (he was still cranky but at least we were in separate vehicles). At this point I suggested going home and hiring movers so we didn't have to deal with this. Mind you, Hub has to work tomorrow so he would have had to turn around and drive back home tonight... in the dark.... in the middle of a snowstorm. Hub says no to my new plan. We pull out of Dunkin' Donuts, I stop to fill up Zippy Junior before our trip.
5) We reach Shelburne Rd. and some idiot in a Subaru decides it's fun to tailgate small cars on slick roads. Guess whose small car she's behind? Yes, mine. At this point, I started to fear for Zippy Junior's beautiful rear-end. I also started to calculate how much of my PA school tuition I could pay after suing her ass for rear-ending me. Instead of being a jerk and slamming on my breaks, I opt to give the guy in front of me more room, "just in case." Subaru lady doesn't let up one bit. Hub is directly behind her and he sees this.
6) We reach Shelburne, Hub overtakes her. I call Hub on his cell phone and say "Beware! The imbecile behind you is a tail-gaiter. BTW - thanks for rescuing me from her. The 4-Runner won't be damaged if she hits you, whereas Zippy Junior would be totaled." He responds with "Yeah, I saw she was driving like an ass-whipe so I thought I'd spare you." Hmmm, it seems he had forgiven me for causing the snow. Thanks Hub, you're tops.
7) We finally reach Charlotte, a whopping 12 miles away from our home. I call Hub again. "I have another idea: I'll call my aunt and see if I can crash at her place and we'll move in better weather. Your thoughts?" Hub: "You're brilliant! You should be nominated for a Nobel Prize!" (Actually, he didn't say that, but I know he was thinking it...) I call my aunt: "I have a favor. The weather is miserable, we're pulled over on the side of the road, can I crash with you for a few nights and move my stuff into my apartment over the next few days?" Aunt (who is currently my favorite person in the world): "Yes, of course! You're my all-time favorite niece and we'd love to be blessed with your presence!" (Actually, she didn't say that, but I know she was thinking it...)
8) Still pulled over on the side of the road, I call Hub back (because even though he's pulled over right behind me, it's snowing like a bastard and I have no desire to trudge even 10 inches in this slippery mess with a bunch of traffic flying past me.) Me: "Favorite Aunt said I can stay with her. Here's the plan: I'll drive down tomorrow, drop some stuff off at the aparment, crash at Favorite Aunt's place for two nights and see you on Friday at the White Coat Ceremony. You'll drag the futon and the rest of the junk down on Friday and we'll unload it after the White Coat Ceremony. If the weather is bad, we'll reschedule for the weekend." Hub: "You're brilliant! You should be nominated for a Nobel Prize!" (Actually, he didn't say that, but I know he was thinking it...) Hub's real response: "You know, there's a traffic light and a gas station just up the road we could have stopped at." My response: "Uhhh... your point is? Nevermind, we'll turn around there." My feeling of dread has now lifted completely and I'm thrilled with the new plan.
9) We return home to find that the garage door had been left open. Good thing I trusted my gut-feeling of dread. Not only am I brilliant, I'm psychic. Awesome. Yay me.
10) I call the landlord, assure him I'm a good tenant, offer to scan a copy of my rent check to prove it's already made out, tell him I'll move in little by little over the next few days and won't actually spend the night until Sunday. His response: "Thank you for being my favorite tenant." (Actually, he DID say this.) Apparently the guy just moved out of the apartment yesterday morning and the landlord is sick, so this will give him time to recover from his cold and make sure the apartment is presentable. I told him to take as much time as he needed to get it squared away. My stuff is in boxes and won't be harmed by any work he might need to do. He was just as thrilled with the new plan as I was, hence my new title of "favorite tenant."
11) We now have tentative dinner plans with friends this evening. I have a date with the treadmill, which I'm actually looking forward to now that I can jog an entire mile. I get to spend more time with my fur-kids, and can take my time driving to Albany tomorrow morning. I'll spend some time with my cousins, my aunt will come home from work, a good time will be had by all.
The end.
Ms. V
Today was supposed to be the big move to Albany. Orientation at AMC is on Thursday and Friday. The plan was to drive both vehicles down, unload, set up, Hub would drive home and go to work for the rest of the week, I'd stick around, have dinner with my aunt and cousins, spend Wednesday finding my way around my new neighborhood, go to orientation on Thursday and Friday, then come home Friday evening. Simple enough, right? Apparently not. Why? Because we live in the Northeast.
1) Hub and I woke up an hour late because last night was New Year's Eve, it was cold, the bed was warm, and moving in a snowstorm just isn't fun.
2) We got dressed, got ready, fiddled around with the printer and the laptop, printed off some last minute directions, and packed up a bunch of stuff that hadn't already been taken care of.
3) (This is where the fun began): Hub was in a crabby mood. Somehow, *I* caused the heavy, wet, sloppy snow to fall. We pack up the car, bicker, snipe, and bicker some more, then pull out of the driveway. This is where my feeling of dread set in. This didn't feel right. I always trust my gut. Read on.
4) We had just pulled out of the driveway an hour later than we had planned. I stopped at the ATM then met Hub at Dunkin' Donuts (he was still cranky but at least we were in separate vehicles). At this point I suggested going home and hiring movers so we didn't have to deal with this. Mind you, Hub has to work tomorrow so he would have had to turn around and drive back home tonight... in the dark.... in the middle of a snowstorm. Hub says no to my new plan. We pull out of Dunkin' Donuts, I stop to fill up Zippy Junior before our trip.
5) We reach Shelburne Rd. and some idiot in a Subaru decides it's fun to tailgate small cars on slick roads. Guess whose small car she's behind? Yes, mine. At this point, I started to fear for Zippy Junior's beautiful rear-end. I also started to calculate how much of my PA school tuition I could pay after suing her ass for rear-ending me. Instead of being a jerk and slamming on my breaks, I opt to give the guy in front of me more room, "just in case." Subaru lady doesn't let up one bit. Hub is directly behind her and he sees this.
6) We reach Shelburne, Hub overtakes her. I call Hub on his cell phone and say "Beware! The imbecile behind you is a tail-gaiter. BTW - thanks for rescuing me from her. The 4-Runner won't be damaged if she hits you, whereas Zippy Junior would be totaled." He responds with "Yeah, I saw she was driving like an ass-whipe so I thought I'd spare you." Hmmm, it seems he had forgiven me for causing the snow. Thanks Hub, you're tops.
7) We finally reach Charlotte, a whopping 12 miles away from our home. I call Hub again. "I have another idea: I'll call my aunt and see if I can crash at her place and we'll move in better weather. Your thoughts?" Hub: "You're brilliant! You should be nominated for a Nobel Prize!" (Actually, he didn't say that, but I know he was thinking it...) I call my aunt: "I have a favor. The weather is miserable, we're pulled over on the side of the road, can I crash with you for a few nights and move my stuff into my apartment over the next few days?" Aunt (who is currently my favorite person in the world): "Yes, of course! You're my all-time favorite niece and we'd love to be blessed with your presence!" (Actually, she didn't say that, but I know she was thinking it...)
8) Still pulled over on the side of the road, I call Hub back (because even though he's pulled over right behind me, it's snowing like a bastard and I have no desire to trudge even 10 inches in this slippery mess with a bunch of traffic flying past me.) Me: "Favorite Aunt said I can stay with her. Here's the plan: I'll drive down tomorrow, drop some stuff off at the aparment, crash at Favorite Aunt's place for two nights and see you on Friday at the White Coat Ceremony. You'll drag the futon and the rest of the junk down on Friday and we'll unload it after the White Coat Ceremony. If the weather is bad, we'll reschedule for the weekend." Hub: "You're brilliant! You should be nominated for a Nobel Prize!" (Actually, he didn't say that, but I know he was thinking it...) Hub's real response: "You know, there's a traffic light and a gas station just up the road we could have stopped at." My response: "Uhhh... your point is? Nevermind, we'll turn around there." My feeling of dread has now lifted completely and I'm thrilled with the new plan.
9) We return home to find that the garage door had been left open. Good thing I trusted my gut-feeling of dread. Not only am I brilliant, I'm psychic. Awesome. Yay me.
10) I call the landlord, assure him I'm a good tenant, offer to scan a copy of my rent check to prove it's already made out, tell him I'll move in little by little over the next few days and won't actually spend the night until Sunday. His response: "Thank you for being my favorite tenant." (Actually, he DID say this.) Apparently the guy just moved out of the apartment yesterday morning and the landlord is sick, so this will give him time to recover from his cold and make sure the apartment is presentable. I told him to take as much time as he needed to get it squared away. My stuff is in boxes and won't be harmed by any work he might need to do. He was just as thrilled with the new plan as I was, hence my new title of "favorite tenant."
11) We now have tentative dinner plans with friends this evening. I have a date with the treadmill, which I'm actually looking forward to now that I can jog an entire mile. I get to spend more time with my fur-kids, and can take my time driving to Albany tomorrow morning. I'll spend some time with my cousins, my aunt will come home from work, a good time will be had by all.
The end.
Ms. V
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Parents, Canadians, and Leaf Peepers, OH MY!
In addition to the miserable weather last weekend, Burlington became an oh-so-joyous epicenter of tourists.
1) It was UVM family weekend
2) It was a Canadian holiday weekend
3) Leaf peepers are still coming by the busloads, from all over the world (yes, I'm serious)
What fun, what fun. If you ever want an adventure, drive through Burlington and South Burlington, VT when there are an extra 20,000 people visiting from out of town.
On the bright side, the weather is gorgeous today, the population has returned to almost its normal size, and hub and I are going to hit the farmer's markets one last time before they close for the season. Woo hoo!
Also, I just looked out the window and hub seems to have half the contents of our garage spilling out onto the walkway.... interesting... perhaps I should run for cover.
xo,
Ms. V
1) It was UVM family weekend
2) It was a Canadian holiday weekend
3) Leaf peepers are still coming by the busloads, from all over the world (yes, I'm serious)
What fun, what fun. If you ever want an adventure, drive through Burlington and South Burlington, VT when there are an extra 20,000 people visiting from out of town.
On the bright side, the weather is gorgeous today, the population has returned to almost its normal size, and hub and I are going to hit the farmer's markets one last time before they close for the season. Woo hoo!
Also, I just looked out the window and hub seems to have half the contents of our garage spilling out onto the walkway.... interesting... perhaps I should run for cover.
xo,
Ms. V
Monday, August 27, 2007
OK, I know I've upset all of you...
Yeah, yeah, I haven't posted since March. I hate google-blogger. It's a giant pain in the ass to long into.
Updates to my life:
1) I've been accepted to PA school at Albany Medical College. Hub and I will have to live apart again. I'll be a "weekend wife" but this time, he'll have the condo and the cats. I'll be in an apartment, studying my brains out. Fun times.
2) I had LASiK. I can see 20/20 now. Unbelievable. I keep thinking "this must be what Pinnochio felt like when he became a real boy!" Even more fun times.
I think that's it. Nantucket was great, but it got a bit boring. We ended up coming home a day early. It was still nice to have a mini-vacation though. Most of my summer has been spent traveling home to Malone or sitting on my giant ass. :D I love not being in school anymore.
Oh yeah - there's a #3:
3) I graduated. Finally. Yippee!!!
xo,
Ms. V
Updates to my life:
1) I've been accepted to PA school at Albany Medical College. Hub and I will have to live apart again. I'll be a "weekend wife" but this time, he'll have the condo and the cats. I'll be in an apartment, studying my brains out. Fun times.
2) I had LASiK. I can see 20/20 now. Unbelievable. I keep thinking "this must be what Pinnochio felt like when he became a real boy!" Even more fun times.
I think that's it. Nantucket was great, but it got a bit boring. We ended up coming home a day early. It was still nice to have a mini-vacation though. Most of my summer has been spent traveling home to Malone or sitting on my giant ass. :D I love not being in school anymore.
Oh yeah - there's a #3:
3) I graduated. Finally. Yippee!!!
xo,
Ms. V
Thursday, March 08, 2007
An alcoholic's dream
This machine does for alcoholics what a self-heating spoon would do for crack-addicts. Just what we need...
I'm glad to see this kid's really expensive Duke education was time well spent.
I've already told Hub that the answer is "no, we are not getting one for our soon-to-be-finished basement."
Countdown: 63 days until Hub and I arrive on Nantucket. Fun times.
xo,
Ms. V
I'm glad to see this kid's really expensive Duke education was time well spent.
I've already told Hub that the answer is "no, we are not getting one for our soon-to-be-finished basement."
Countdown: 63 days until Hub and I arrive on Nantucket. Fun times.
xo,
Ms. V
Monday, February 19, 2007
Too funny not to share
This was sent to me by my good buddy Perplexio:
One night, George W. Bush is tossing restlessly in his White House bed. He awakens to see George Washington standing by him. Bush asks him, "George, what's the best thing I can do to help the country?"
"Set an honest and honorable example, just as I did", Washington advises, and then fades away...
The next night, Bush is astir again, and sees the ghost of Thomas Jefferson moving through the darkened bedroom. Bush calls out, "Tom, please! What is the best thing I can do to help the country?"
"Respect the Constitution, as I did", Jefferson advises, and dims from sight...
The third night, sleep still does not come for Bush. He awakens to see the ghost of FDR hovering over his bed. Bush whispers, "Franklin, what is the best thing I can do to help the country?"
"Help the less fortunate, just as I did", FDR replies and fades into the mist...
Bush isn't sleeping well the fourth night when he sees another figure moving in the shadows. It is the ghost of Abraham Lincoln. Bush pleads, "Abe, what is the best thing I can do right now to help the country?"
Lincoln replies, "Go see a play."
:D
The "Nantucket countdown" today is 81.
Ms. V
One night, George W. Bush is tossing restlessly in his White House bed. He awakens to see George Washington standing by him. Bush asks him, "George, what's the best thing I can do to help the country?"
"Set an honest and honorable example, just as I did", Washington advises, and then fades away...
The next night, Bush is astir again, and sees the ghost of Thomas Jefferson moving through the darkened bedroom. Bush calls out, "Tom, please! What is the best thing I can do to help the country?"
"Respect the Constitution, as I did", Jefferson advises, and dims from sight...
The third night, sleep still does not come for Bush. He awakens to see the ghost of FDR hovering over his bed. Bush whispers, "Franklin, what is the best thing I can do to help the country?"
"Help the less fortunate, just as I did", FDR replies and fades into the mist...
Bush isn't sleeping well the fourth night when he sees another figure moving in the shadows. It is the ghost of Abraham Lincoln. Bush pleads, "Abe, what is the best thing I can do right now to help the country?"
Lincoln replies, "Go see a play."
:D
The "Nantucket countdown" today is 81.
Ms. V
Saturday, February 17, 2007
The countdown
I've decided to start posting the number of days left until Hub and I arrive on Nantucket. As of today, it's 83. This also means there are only 82 days left until I'm finished with school. I can barely contain my excitement.
By the way... this is where we'll be staying. Seems nice.
Also: I still hate this new google-blogger crap. Anyone who uses it knows how awful it is and probably shares my misery.
xo,
Ms. V
By the way... this is where we'll be staying. Seems nice.
Also: I still hate this new google-blogger crap. Anyone who uses it knows how awful it is and probably shares my misery.
xo,
Ms. V
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
There once was a girl from Nantucket...
I'm not going to finish that thought...
I do have a few things to report today though and one of them has to do with Nantucket.
1) I booked a vacation for Hub and myself on Nantucket this May. We leave the day after my last class.
2) It truly will be my last class because I also graduate in May (hence the vacation - it's to celebrate the return of my social life). With any luck, I'll start grad school next year, probably in January. That will give me 7 full months of bliss.
3) I know I hardly blog anymore but it's because I hate google and consequently hate blogger now, since it (along with the rest of the world) is run by google.
4) I vow to change that. I've decided that I'm going to write at least once a week from now on. Probably more. Spread the word. I want to work up a good fan-base.
That's all for now. More later.
xo,
I do have a few things to report today though and one of them has to do with Nantucket.
1) I booked a vacation for Hub and myself on Nantucket this May. We leave the day after my last class.
2) It truly will be my last class because I also graduate in May (hence the vacation - it's to celebrate the return of my social life). With any luck, I'll start grad school next year, probably in January. That will give me 7 full months of bliss.
3) I know I hardly blog anymore but it's because I hate google and consequently hate blogger now, since it (along with the rest of the world) is run by google.
4) I vow to change that. I've decided that I'm going to write at least once a week from now on. Probably more. Spread the word. I want to work up a good fan-base.
That's all for now. More later.
xo,
Ms. V
There once was a girl from Nantucket...
I'm not going to finish that thought...
I do have a few things to report today though and one of them has to do with Nantucket.
1) I booked a vacation for Hub and myself on Nantucket this May. We leave the day after my last class.
2) It truly will be my last class because I also graduate in May (hence the vacation - it's to celebrate the return of my social life). With any luck, I'll start grad school next year, probably in January. That will give me 7 full months of bliss.
3) I know I hardly blog anymore but it's because I hate google and consequently hate blogger now, since it (along with the rest of the world) is run by google.
4) I vow to change that. I've decided that I'm going to write at least once a week from now on. Probably more. Spread the word. I want to work up a good fan-base.
That's all for now. More later.
xo,
I do have a few things to report today though and one of them has to do with Nantucket.
1) I booked a vacation for Hub and myself on Nantucket this May. We leave the day after my last class.
2) It truly will be my last class because I also graduate in May (hence the vacation - it's to celebrate the return of my social life). With any luck, I'll start grad school next year, probably in January. That will give me 7 full months of bliss.
3) I know I hardly blog anymore but it's because I hate google and consequently hate blogger now, since it (along with the rest of the world) is run by google.
4) I vow to change that. I've decided that I'm going to write at least once a week from now on. Probably more. Spread the word. I want to work up a good fan-base.
That's all for now. More later.
xo,
Ms. V
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Thursday, December 28, 2006
My very own TARDIS!!!
Actually, I guess it's just an RDIS because it doesn't travel in time....
In either case, the good people at Hyundai Motor Corp. seem to have developed my 2007 Accent using Time-Lord technology. When the service crew at the dealership folded down the back seats to store my tires in the hatch, it suddenly became one of those cars that's tiny on the outside and abso-frakin'-lutely massive on the inside. Seriously.
Sweet.
xo,
Ms. V
In either case, the good people at Hyundai Motor Corp. seem to have developed my 2007 Accent using Time-Lord technology. When the service crew at the dealership folded down the back seats to store my tires in the hatch, it suddenly became one of those cars that's tiny on the outside and abso-frakin'-lutely massive on the inside. Seriously.
Sweet.
xo,
Ms. V
Friday, December 22, 2006
Pain. Real pain.
Well folks, I finally had one of my tattoos embellished. It looks fabulous, but it hurts like hell. It was done on Wednesday and given the location (the inside of my wrist) and the size, I knew it would be a bit more painful than the others. When the artist opened his drawer to choose a needle size and said "Let's go with the big boys!" I knew that it would be downright excrutiating. I was right. Mind you, I have a very high tolerance for pain. This hurt. This hurt more than all of my other tattoos combined. It still hurts. I think the fact that I have to move my hand is what's actually making it worse. Oh well. It's a small price to pay for a gorgeous tattoo. This has now become my "signature piece." As soon as it's healed, I'll be sure to post before and after pictures.
:)
xo,
Ms. V
:)
xo,
Ms. V
Monday, December 18, 2006
Minor updates
1) I take my last final exam tomorrow afternoon
2) I've now officially received word that I can graduate next May
3) I'm terrified about taking the GRE's
4) I made my first car payment. My car is now 1/60th mine.
5) I'm finally going to start working out again
6) Happy Hanukah, Merry Chrismas, Blessed Yule, Happy Kwanza, and whatever the heck else people celebrate this time of year.
xo,
Ms. V
2) I've now officially received word that I can graduate next May
3) I'm terrified about taking the GRE's
4) I made my first car payment. My car is now 1/60th mine.
5) I'm finally going to start working out again
6) Happy Hanukah, Merry Chrismas, Blessed Yule, Happy Kwanza, and whatever the heck else people celebrate this time of year.
xo,
Ms. V
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Happy Thanksgiving!
Yes, I know. It's been ages since I've posted and it's been even longer since I've posted something that's not cat-related. Forgive me. I work full time, go to school full time, have a husband, four cats, and just bought a brand-spankin'-new car. My brain is even more mushy than normal. :)
A few things tonight:
1) I love Chicago and must move there immediately. I finally managed to make it to Illinois to visit two of my dearest friends. It was unspeakably fabulous. I dare say it's tied with Vegas at the top of my wish list of places to live.
2) As you might have guessed, I'm overjoyed at the fact that the Republicans are finally the minority party in Congress. It's about freakin' time.
3) The Beast has finally settled. I haven't had the opportunity to pass him in the halls lately, but when I have, I wasn't treated to the delightful combination of B.O. and cologne. This is truly a time to be thankful, indeed.
Alright, I've spent the last 3 days completely ignoring my homework and several projects I have coming due. My weekend will be a fun-filled adventure that will likely involve kicking Hub out of the house while I lock myself in the office/study/den/spare-bedroom to catch up. In between homework and studying, I'll have to clean out my 4-Runner. I have a new car. We're getting rid of Hub's and he's taking the SUV. He likes his cars super-clean. I like mine super-messy. I'm afraid of the things I might find hiding under the seats... Wish me luck and cross your fingers that I come out alive.
xo,
Ms. V
A few things tonight:
1) I love Chicago and must move there immediately. I finally managed to make it to Illinois to visit two of my dearest friends. It was unspeakably fabulous. I dare say it's tied with Vegas at the top of my wish list of places to live.
2) As you might have guessed, I'm overjoyed at the fact that the Republicans are finally the minority party in Congress. It's about freakin' time.
3) The Beast has finally settled. I haven't had the opportunity to pass him in the halls lately, but when I have, I wasn't treated to the delightful combination of B.O. and cologne. This is truly a time to be thankful, indeed.
Alright, I've spent the last 3 days completely ignoring my homework and several projects I have coming due. My weekend will be a fun-filled adventure that will likely involve kicking Hub out of the house while I lock myself in the office/study/den/spare-bedroom to catch up. In between homework and studying, I'll have to clean out my 4-Runner. I have a new car. We're getting rid of Hub's and he's taking the SUV. He likes his cars super-clean. I like mine super-messy. I'm afraid of the things I might find hiding under the seats... Wish me luck and cross your fingers that I come out alive.
xo,
Ms. V
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Gracia's new home!
It's been a month since I've posted, but this will be worth it...
Gracia has found a home!! Hub and I definitely wanted to keep her but she terrorizes our other cats. Five cats is also a bit much right now.
As luck would have it, my sister and her boyfriend have fallen in love with her. Gracia and I will be traveling to Montreal this afternoon so she can settle into her "forever home."
If everyone out there in blogland could cast a spell, light a candle, say a prayer, make a wish, or do whatever it is that you do, we'd appreciate it. I'd like to have some smooth sailing for the 2 1/2 hour drive.
xo,
Ms. V
Gracia has found a home!! Hub and I definitely wanted to keep her but she terrorizes our other cats. Five cats is also a bit much right now.
As luck would have it, my sister and her boyfriend have fallen in love with her. Gracia and I will be traveling to Montreal this afternoon so she can settle into her "forever home."
If everyone out there in blogland could cast a spell, light a candle, say a prayer, make a wish, or do whatever it is that you do, we'd appreciate it. I'd like to have some smooth sailing for the 2 1/2 hour drive.
xo,
Ms. V
Monday, September 25, 2006
The Beast
There's only one thing worse than the overwhelming smell of B. O. There's also only one thing worse than the overwhelming smell of cologne. In each case, it is the overwhelming smell of B. O. mixed with cologne.
To the nice gentleman in the lab upstairs: please, please, do us all a favor and get up a mere 10 minutes earlier to take a shower. You'll get rid of the B. O. and you won't have to try to cover it up with too much cologne.
Thank you.
Ms. V
To the nice gentleman in the lab upstairs: please, please, do us all a favor and get up a mere 10 minutes earlier to take a shower. You'll get rid of the B. O. and you won't have to try to cover it up with too much cologne.
Thank you.
Ms. V
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Lesson learned
When the timer goes off, indicating that you should rinse the dye out of your hair, make sure you do it.
I was giving myself a manicure last night when my 40-minute processing time was up. I figured an extra minute or two wouldn't hurt. I was wrong. My hair is orange. My hair is also naturally curly. Imagine Ronald McDonald without the clown makeup...
In other news, Copper and Stoney, soon to be known as Grady and Cooper, will be going to their new homes tomorrow night. Yippee! We're still looking for a home for Ms. Gracia and since we CANNOT have 5 cats, we really do need to find a place for her. Let me know if you're interested or know anyone who is! :)
xo,
Ms. V
I was giving myself a manicure last night when my 40-minute processing time was up. I figured an extra minute or two wouldn't hurt. I was wrong. My hair is orange. My hair is also naturally curly. Imagine Ronald McDonald without the clown makeup...
In other news, Copper and Stoney, soon to be known as Grady and Cooper, will be going to their new homes tomorrow night. Yippee! We're still looking for a home for Ms. Gracia and since we CANNOT have 5 cats, we really do need to find a place for her. Let me know if you're interested or know anyone who is! :)
xo,
Ms. V
Monday, September 11, 2006
A very exciting day, indeed!
Well, I started the day in a miserable mood because I, for whatever reason, decided not to stop at DD for my morning coffee.
Truthfully though, it has turned in to an absolutely-fracking-fabulous day. Two kitties have two new homes. :)
Our friend's parents want to adopt Mr. Stoney-Finnigan.
That just leaves Miss Gracia-Mae. If hub has his way, she'll probably stay with us. We'll see.
;)
Ms. V
Truthfully though, it has turned in to an absolutely-fracking-fabulous day. Two kitties have two new homes. :)
Our friend's parents want to adopt Mr. Stoney-Finnigan.
That just leaves Miss Gracia-Mae. If hub has his way, she'll probably stay with us. We'll see.
;)
Ms. V
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