hey there now

have we discussed this man? let’s start with this – my type? he is not. i mean, the scruff is key, but whatevs. but owen? the character he plays? i LOVE him. it’s borderline absurd. i know i was burke’s biggest fan (before the debacle) and i hearted him and christina. but this? this warms my heart. this gives me hope. this makes my entire being sigh with a feeling of content that is missing in real life.

 

ok, that was so unbelievably lame, but i just watched the “hey there now” episode and it all just clicked. whatever. you’re  still reading. idiot.

 

i spent most of my afternoon today on apple.com looking at the love of my life. as you may (should) know, my powerbook g4 died a slow painful death a couple months back. my father, in a moment of weakness, let me leave the house with one of his laptops. an HP. i know, groans all around. but i did some hard core research on my new macbook pro. i also did some in-store testing. the guy thought i was nuts, but i went in with my questions, played around on the laptop. it was love at first touch. i mean, when you’re touching a glass trackpad, how can there be dislike? i’m talking in circles here, but for the record – this weekend, will be a happy happy time. i’m waiting on some money to come in and then it’s christmas. in november. in the apple store.

really, i’m practically dancing in my chair.

in other news, super cute dude is coming out for drinks tomorrow. i’m going to see my best friend from my old job. i’m curled up in my chair with kitten. there may or may not be a glass of wine in hand. there’s hope for this week.

shopping issues.

something horrible happened. my jeans, the loves of my life, my perfect trouser jeans are gone. they aren’t made anymore. my last two pairs? no longer appropriate for public viewing. considering i work in a super casual job, jeans are acceptable and losing my favorites? well, it kind of ruined my week.

i had plans all day. research. i was ready. but then, then i got to old navy. i know the non-jean mecca. but when you are in a bind, you are in a bind. plus i found a really cute cardigan (um, rhinestone buttons? YES) and couldn’t stop myself. add in a couple tanks, THE MOST COMFORTABLE SHIRT I HAVE EVER OWNED, the prettiest green shirt, and well….you’d end up with a bag of this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

oh, and i completely forgot the makeup i was supposed to get. oopsie.

blog swapping part deux

I did a poor job linking to Tricia’s blog so really – GO HERE.

 

NOW.

blog swapping monday! (that sounds dirty.)

Sometimes, blog swaps leave you with some crazy person, talking about math equations in their posts. OK, so maybe that doesn’t happen, but whatever. You get what I’m saying. Blogger gods, you’ve done good this time. I couldn’t have picked a better person to swap with because really, I should have been reading her blog forever ago.

Moral of this story, the lovely Tricia is gracing this lil neck of the woods with a post that i’ve thought of writing myself. And often. Because really, who doesn’t love a little facebook stalking?

A LOVE LETTER

Dear Crazy Stalker Facebook Friends,

Okay, you know what I don’t get?  Whenever I post something that is pessimistic as my status update on Facebook, it seems everyone gets all in a tiff.  Then they run off and whisper it to everyone around them that I’m in a bitchy mood.  Somehow this information gets back to my boyfriend.  And somehow he is led to believe that every little item is about him.

WHY?  I ask.  Am I not allowed to express an opinion?  Am I not allowed to have feelings that don’t even pertain to him?  Can I not have a life other than him????

It appears that I do not.  It appears that all “hate” goes directly to him.  NEWS FLASH: there are other aspects of my life other than my boyfriend.

I do have friends.  I do have a job.  I do have a mother who sometimes annoys me because she calls every day and is very inquisitive (but Mom, I still love you).

Does anyone else seem to have this problem?  Do you all not have enough of a life for yourselves that you have to go digging into mine stirring up trouble for no good reason at all?  I’m almost to the point now where I neglect posting anything on Facebook just because of the roundabout it seems to have with my love life.

Take for instance my quote from Marilyn Monroe that I posted on Wednesday.

“A wise girl KISSES but doesn’t LOVE, LISTENS but doesn’t BELIEVE, and LEAVES before she is LEFT.”

Nevermind you that it has been a quote on my “About Me” section for OVER THREE YEARS.  Nevermind that it’s JUST A QUOTE.  Nevermind that EVEN MARRIED WOMEN LIKED MY STATUS.

Geesh, people.  Get a frickin’ clue.  Do you want me to be all schmoopy on Facebook all the time?  Do you want me to express my undying love for my man?  I don’t think so.  I think you all would get tired of that really quickly.  So I leave you out of it.  Plus, those of you that actually know me know I pretty much have a heart of stone and don’t like all that nonsense crap anyway.

So, please, whenever I post something on my Facebook that seems a little “off” to you all, don’t go squealing it away.  A knows when I’m pissed at him.  I have no problem telling him straight up.  I also have no problems sitting down and talking with him about issues I might have.  There is absolutely no need for other little mouths to run off the wind with things that are just posted on my Facebook.

Come on, guys.  Give me a break.

Sincerely,

Bitch in a Foul Mood

promises, promises

folks, i have stories and laughter to share but it’s friday. i have a hot date with Hulu during my lunch break (jim halpert, how are you?) and lots of excitement for the coming weeks so you’re going to have to wait. it’s the saddest, i know. but really, my liver and i need to prepare to embark on a pub crawl of EPIC proportions tomorrow. tweet/email for information, i’d love to see your faces. rumor has it the rain will be held off from 12-5 JUST in time for me to pound beers and be in bed by 6pm. love it! xoxo

morning.

my mornings are usually spent cranky and stumbling into starbucks. today though, today was different. the boss is out so i went frolicking down newbury street, coffee in hand. i was on a mission to get a scarf at american apparel that i’ve been drooling over forever. folks, this bad boy is versatile! take a gander at your options (and this is only 3 of like, eight).

immediately, i ran back to my office and put it on like a dress. i mean, who wouldn’t do that? (who would is actually a more accurate question.)

 

the color choices are absurd and it took me about a million tweets, some emails, and a couple gchats to sort it out. sadly, i didn’t go with any of your suggestions. i picked the asphalt.

and then brushed my bangs back so i could rock it like this guy. ok, i’m lying again. but at the cost of 4 margaritas ($28), i had to make a smart decision. yes, i’d love kelly green or something equally fun (purple) but i just gave up half of my pub crawl cash for saturday. this scarf will be around my neck every day and it needed to match my wardrobe (which consists of black, gray, white, and splashes of green and navy – yup, i’m that girl, minus the skinny jeans). 

whatevs, i’m completely content with my decision and my neck? toasty.

also, for those keeping track (and reading real simple) – the pasta with brie, arugula, and mushrooms? TO DIE FOR. i’d vote for throwing in some protein, though. garlic chicken sausage was pretty tasty.

more updates later about how julie made me spend too much money at sephora on a new makeup line.

oh, why thank you. I’ll have two.

an award? hollerrrrr. obviously i’m the most (un) deserving blogger of all, but i’ll take it. thanks to KK for the lovey-love.

um, how cute is that apron? love it. so i have to answer the below questions and then give shoutouts to some other bloggy ladies. hm. i’m never good with picking people, so we’ll wait till the end for that. i know, i know, the excitement is killing you. totally understandable. and now i won’t stop rambling so you’re now skimming through this. awesome. not cool, folks. i mean, you want to learn more about me, right? RIGHT. ok, not really, but shut up and deal. xo.

1. Where is your cell phone: on my desk, aka 5 inches from my keyboard where i’m typing this.

2. Your hair: has some pretty sweet bangs as of late.

3. Your mother: is my very best friend and inspiration. and on vacation! i miss her and our daily phone calls.

4. Your father: eh.

5. Your favorite food: lately? buffalo chicken in a spinach salad. yummers.

6. Your dream from last night: my roommate was buying a ring for his girlfriend and he asked my (weird) roommate to go with him. 

6. Your favorite drink: currently? sangria. totally making some tonight!

7. Your dream/goal: on this very cranky day, to be a housewife. i’m so over waking up and going to work. any other day you ask – owning/managing my own restaurant.

8. What room are you in: my very green office.

9. What is your hobby: bloggity blog blog! happy hours. laughing. i need a real hobby.

10. What is your fear: losing the people i love. —> ditto.

11. Where do you want to be in 6 years: living in spain. 

12. Where were you last night: in my apartment eating fro yo with my roomie and watching OTH. i’m 16 sometimes.

13. Something you are not: perfect. although i’ve embraced this and kind of love it.

14. Muffins: are the best when pumpkin.

15. Wish list items: a new laptop, for the love of god.

16. Where did you grow up: ma/ri

17. Last thing you did: got super frustrated with my selfish friend. dude, the whole world doesn’t revolve around you. relax.

18. What are you wearing: my favorite jeans that are in desperate need of replacing, zebra print flats, black shirt, dark gray cardigan. 

19. Your TV: is not in my office.

20. Your pets: kitten! except she’s like 5.

21. Your friends: my sanity. most of the time.

22. Your life: kind of okay, for the first time in awhile.

23. Your mood: is super cranky. i need a diet coke.

24. Missing someone: every second.

25. Vehicle: the green line?

26. Something you’re not wearing: socks

27. Your favorite store: right now? sephora. because they just emptied my wallet. also, anthropologie.

28. Your favorite color: kelly green. you can thank my cape cod summers for that.

29. When’s the last time you laughed: um, probably 5 seconds ago on gchat with julie. she’s FUNNY. haha

30. When’s the last time you cried: yesterday.

31. Your best friend: (s) live far away. i would like them to come back, thanks.

32. One place you go over and over: the home of the mango margarita.

33. One person who emails me regularly: my bff, M.

34. Favorite place to eat: my house when i have the motivation to cook. otherwise, beehive.

 

and bloggers to tag? hm. tag yo’self! xo

holidaze.

it’s here, folks…my november issue of Real Simple. my brain has officially gone into holiday mode. i’m already putting up my tree (mentally) and spiking my hot cider. i’m thinking about the thanksgiving menu and the cocktails i’m going to make (like the sangria that i had at the lovely home of julie last night). seriously, yum.

also here? pottery barn’s fall/holiday catalog. and folks, i’m in love. we know about my serafina dreams and how i freaked out when i saw the chair of my dreams in Curb Your Enthusiasm. seriously, so much love for this chair/print.

but then…then there was something else.

um, hi. how are you? seriously, cutest little thing i’ve ever seen. and it should be, since it costs $99. but really, i’m in love. LOVE. sigh.

the decorating bug is seriously attacking me. all i want to do is change things in this apartment BUT i’m a renter and i have roommates. very boring roommates. ok, so they’re not that boring but they don’t really care what the place looks like. i, on the other hand, am picking out fabric to recover the parpasan chair and slipcovers for the couch. further proof i’m nuts? last weekend i was in ptown and went to this incredible store full of randomness and picked up these.

and no, it was not just these two bottles. the juice bottles? 2 for $5. i obviously got 4. the wine bottles? 3 for $1. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? now I have these bags of glass on my floor, waiting for some inspiration. I love them I’m just not sure what to do with them. Hm. I have an empty wall in my room and I’m seriously considering installing some shelves. literally, the whole wall. fill it with baskets, random bottles, books, pictures. cute, right? i think i have a date with the container store coming to me.

ok, back to my Real Simple reading and Flipping Out watching.

i fail.

i had such plans! really, i did. but a quiet thursday led to a hectic weekend full of work, running around, a random trip to see my family. life happens, folks. they weren’t lying. BUT thankfully brandy had some good stuff brewing over on her side of the internets so, here we go. i mean, this should keep you busy until i resurface next week, right? 

 

1. I’ve come to realize that my chest-size. . . is enough for the right person to handle. or to give me a backache. whatev.

2. I’ve come to realize that my job. . . is something i’m content with, for now. luckily, being surrounded by the amazing artists keeps me going.

3. I’ve come to realize that when I’m driving alone. . . you know, on the T. . . I’m judging every damn person around me. and really, you do not need to listen to Beyonce so loudly..

4. I’ve come to realize that I need. . . an all encompassing bear hug.

5. I’ve come to realize that I have lost. . . patience with everything. i want something incredible and i refuse to settle for less at this point.

6. I’ve come to realize that I hate it when. . . people don’t text back.

7. I’ve come to realize that if I’m drunk. . . i want the world to know, and will call/text/send carrier pigeon to make that happen. 

8. I’ve come to realize that money. . . is never in the abundance you need it to be.

9. I’ve come to realize that certain people. . . will disappoint you for being exactly the person you thought they were—> i can’t even begin to agree more with this one. consider this answer stolen.

10. I’ve come to realize that I’ll always. . . expect too much.

11. I’ve come to realize that my sibling(s). . . are two very different people. one is my very best friend, the other i can barely stand.

12. I’ve come to realize that my mom. . . is one of my best friends and my greatest inspiration. and we’re exactly alike.

13. I’ve come to realize that cell phones. . . are sad when broken.

14. I’ve come to realize that when I woke up this morning. . . it was fall outside the bundle of covers.

15. I’ve come to realize that last night before I went to sleep. . . that sometime soon i should contemplate shutting my window. brrrr.

16. I’ve come to realize that right now I am thinking. . . I can’t wait to leave work and climb into my bed.

17. I’ve come to realize that my dad. . . is not someone i’ll ever be close with. but, the thought of him being sick right now sends shivers down my spine.

18. I’ve come to realize that when I get on Facebook. . . I waste the next half hour.

19. I’ve come to realize that today. . . is far too long, now that we’re entering hour 12 of work.

20. I’ve come to realize that tonight. . . i’m missing 30 rock, the office, and grey’s. this pains me.

21. I’ve come to realize that tomorrow. . . will be a quick day since the boss is on vacation. hooray for sleeping in!

22. I’ve come to realize that I really want to. . . say it out loud.

23. I’ve come to realize that the some people… have no idea the impact they’ve made on me in my 28 years.

24. I’ve come to realize that life. . .  is a choice and i hope i’m making all the right ones.

25. I’ve come to realize that this weekend. . . is going to be rainy and i hope to spend much of it snuggled up. well, in addition to a little trip to guam on saturday night!.

26. I’ve realized the best music to listen to when I am upset. . . is ryan adams. or counting crows. both swoonable.

27. I’ve come to realize that my friends. . . are the loves of my life. i would be nothing without them.

28. I’ve come to realize that this year. . . has been the beginning of a big change in my life and i’m embracing it for all that it is worth. it’s going to be a fun ride, me thinks.

29. I’ve come to realize that my ex(s). . . are CRAZY and should not be allowed to message me on facebook (4 crazies in the past year. FOUR!).

30. I’ve come to realize that maybe I should. . . try a little harder.

31. I’ve come to realize that I love. . . myself. again, stolen answer but it’s taken me a long time to find this.

32. I’ve come to realize that I don’t understand. . . republicans. racists. sexists. etc.

33. I’ve come to realize my past. . . created something pretty beautiful.

34. I’ve come to realize that parties. . . are for college kids. take me to the martini bar!

35. I’ve come to realize that I’m totally terrified. . . of losing people i love, especially after this past year.

36. I’ve come to realize that my life. . . has only just begun.

 

xo

wait, what’s a blog?

sorry folks, mentally and physically, i’m pretty checked out. you may say “em, it could be the 5pm drinking habit you’ve found yourself in the past two weeks” and i’d probably smack you across the face. 

because drinking, my friends, is not a problem. proof – other boston bloggers are on board! 

moral of this post – i’ve been busy. photo evidence at the bottom of this post, i promise. and tonight? tonight i have no plans. i’m going home, ordering a pizza, pouring some wine, and sitting on my couch. it also involves some blog catchup. some blog reading. and some blog beautify-ing. i can do it!