Well, apparently I'm going to die. Last weekend, I needed to wear jeans to a function. Unfortunately, we don't have a washer/dryer yet so I just went out and bought a new pair. I wore them for the event and that was that. Well, I wore them again today b/c its blue jeans friday. We get to wear jeans to work for the cost of $2 which goes to charity. I noticed at lunch with my department that my hands were turning blue. So I said something. So we were looking at them and I said, well maybe its from my jeans. They are a really dark blue.
They both gasped and said oh my god, you know you can die from the ink seeping into your skin?!?!?! I looked at them with the most ridiculous face. They are always listening to these news specials about how some person died under very unusual circumstances and now we need to be careful.
Blah blah blah. This is how I feel. When its my time to go, its my time to go. I'm going to live my life the way I want and eat and drink what I want. I guaruntee I get sick less often than them b/c I'm spraying anti bacterial shit all over me and my desk. I have an immune system.
Anyway, Dana (shout out!!) and I were discussing this and she told me to google it. So I did. It took me until the third page to find an article about it and it was on Snopes.com. Basically, there was an episode of House where two guys died randomly. The only common factor was that they both bought jeans from the same guy. And apparently the jeans had been soaked in pesticide. Are you kidding me? So if I never blog again, you will know that it is the pants that sealed my fate based on the theory of a television show.
Friday, October 8, 2010
BFFs!!
Would you like to hear how these two became best friends? Well, these are my two two hole punches called Bob and Joe. Bob used to sit on my desk all lonely even though I used him quite a bit. One day, I came to work and Bob was gone!! I asked everyone. No one had seen where my trust hole puncher had gone. Who takes a two hole punch? Seriously? We only use them for our contract files. I don't know any one else who uses these types of filing folders.
Alas I thought Bob was gone forever. I borrowed Mandy's two hole punch for about a month before Mandy got us each two new ones. Hers purple and my green (they were out of blue.) So I got Joe maybe last week? I've just been getting used to using him. Although he is pretty than Bob, he's not as sturdy and can only handle so many pieces of paper at one time.
Today, I was showing my pretty Joe to Justin, my cubemate. It came up again about never having found Bob. Kim from accounting happened to be at Justin's desk. She seemed like the perfectly logical one to blame for Bob's disappearance. Kim looks at me crazy and says what are you talking about? So I tell her the story. She walks over to her desk and says, you mean this one? And holds up Bob. I'm not even joking, the entire floor stood up to look at her b/c EVERYONE knew that Bob was missing. Apparently, Bob appeared on her desk this past Monday. She didn't know where or why. She just kind of left it there.
So now Joe and Bob have each other and I will use them according to the size of the project. I'm happy to share my love with both of them. However, we are still trying to figure out, who takes a two hole punch for a month and then returns it to the wrong desk? We may never know...
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Fievel Jr
So I know I haven't posted up much about the house. It's a little frustrating. When we looked at the place, all the utilities had been shut off. So I think we missed quite a few things. The first thing we found out was there is no A/C. It was a miserable first week there, but fortunately, it's fall and so the temperatures have quickly dropped making the house actually quite pleasant.
Once we got the power on, we noticed that our lovely landlord did not have the place cleaned before we moved in. We spent hours on the kitchen which looked like no one had cleaned it in years. (Apparently, there were drug addicts in there before us so this doesn't surprise me. ) Tons of cobwebs, trash left from the previous tenant. The backyard hadn't been tended to in years either. Chris and I have made some vast improvements to this house already.
But there were other things, missing light bulbs, multiple door knobs on doors, backwards faucets, etc. My biggest problem is that we have a mouse. Dana has named him Fievel Jr after her friend, Fievel who lives in her office at work. I guess Chris spotted him first and decided not to tell me. He mentioned it to the neighbors. The neighbors gave us some traps to use which was my first clue there was a mouse. The second clue was the two loafs of bread that he got to before we got smart and started storing the bread in the microwave.
Since then, he has gotten into everything. My cousin Jo and I found him in a box in the bathroom. We tried to trap him and carry him outside, but he jumped out and scared the crap out of both of us. Chris and I bought two cantelopes b/c they were buy one get one free. We left one of them on the counter. Yeah I found it on Monday with holes in it from Fievel Jr. Chris had also put a bunch of full boxes in the laundry room. I didn't know what was in these boxes.
Yesterday I decided to be motivated and start unpacking more of the kitchen. I finished lining the shelves with shelf liner and was comfortable putting stuff away. I got through one box and moved on to the next. When I opened this box, i saw something move. I slammed the box shut and thought, well it didn't look a mouse. I kicked the box and definitely heard the feet scrambling around. That was the end of my unpacking. I went and watched a movie.
A couple hours later, I got brave and decided to attempt unpacking again. I kicked the box and didn't hear anything. I picked it up and still didn't hear anything. So I carried it in the kitchen. I opened up the box. Disaster. The mouse had chewed up two things of ramen noodles, all my spice packets that I've gotten from craft shows or traveling. He ate the side of the my bread crumbs can. I basically pulled out the expensive stuff that was in bottles or cans and threw everything else out. As I was doing this, I saw Fievel Jr jump out of another box in the laundry room. Once again, out for the count. I went upstairs at 8pm and went to bed.
So either the neighbors need to catch Fievel Jr or Chris does. I'm done. This also pretty much sealed my fate of sitting on the front porch drinking tonight b/c I do not want to be in that house.
Once we got the power on, we noticed that our lovely landlord did not have the place cleaned before we moved in. We spent hours on the kitchen which looked like no one had cleaned it in years. (Apparently, there were drug addicts in there before us so this doesn't surprise me. ) Tons of cobwebs, trash left from the previous tenant. The backyard hadn't been tended to in years either. Chris and I have made some vast improvements to this house already.
But there were other things, missing light bulbs, multiple door knobs on doors, backwards faucets, etc. My biggest problem is that we have a mouse. Dana has named him Fievel Jr after her friend, Fievel who lives in her office at work. I guess Chris spotted him first and decided not to tell me. He mentioned it to the neighbors. The neighbors gave us some traps to use which was my first clue there was a mouse. The second clue was the two loafs of bread that he got to before we got smart and started storing the bread in the microwave.
Since then, he has gotten into everything. My cousin Jo and I found him in a box in the bathroom. We tried to trap him and carry him outside, but he jumped out and scared the crap out of both of us. Chris and I bought two cantelopes b/c they were buy one get one free. We left one of them on the counter. Yeah I found it on Monday with holes in it from Fievel Jr. Chris had also put a bunch of full boxes in the laundry room. I didn't know what was in these boxes.
Yesterday I decided to be motivated and start unpacking more of the kitchen. I finished lining the shelves with shelf liner and was comfortable putting stuff away. I got through one box and moved on to the next. When I opened this box, i saw something move. I slammed the box shut and thought, well it didn't look a mouse. I kicked the box and definitely heard the feet scrambling around. That was the end of my unpacking. I went and watched a movie.
A couple hours later, I got brave and decided to attempt unpacking again. I kicked the box and didn't hear anything. I picked it up and still didn't hear anything. So I carried it in the kitchen. I opened up the box. Disaster. The mouse had chewed up two things of ramen noodles, all my spice packets that I've gotten from craft shows or traveling. He ate the side of the my bread crumbs can. I basically pulled out the expensive stuff that was in bottles or cans and threw everything else out. As I was doing this, I saw Fievel Jr jump out of another box in the laundry room. Once again, out for the count. I went upstairs at 8pm and went to bed.
So either the neighbors need to catch Fievel Jr or Chris does. I'm done. This also pretty much sealed my fate of sitting on the front porch drinking tonight b/c I do not want to be in that house.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Update
So Dana has been hounding me about not blogging. Well, I've been busy! I had to pack up our apartment in two weeks, move, and then unpack what I could in a week before Chris' parents came to visit. On top of that, its the busiest month of the year at work so I've swamped and brain dead. I'm not ready to blog about the house yet. When it's done, you will get to see pictures.
However, we do have the most amazing neighbors. They have been so nice and mowed our lawn for us. Last night, Chris and I went over there for some adult beverages and had a blast. Unfortunately, we forgot to eat dinner. I went home earlier than Chris, chugged a bottle of water, and went to bed. I woke up feeling a little hungover, but not bad. All I could think about this morning, though, was Taco Bell for lunch. Yum!!! I poured over the menu sharing my complaints about Chris' order with Dana. I get to Taco Bell and there's hardly any line. Score! I place my order very carefully and pull around. I have my credit card out my window just waiting for the cashier to take it and give me some yummy delicious beef in return. That's when she turns to me and says, oh do you have cash? Me, um, no. Her, well our credit card machine just went down. Sorry!
GRRRRRRRR!!!! I was so ticked. I really didn't want a burger, but I needed greasy food. So I got some McDonalds and shared it with Chris. But, since Dana really wanted me just to post a blog letting my 5 followers (and one of them is me) know that I'm alive. Here is a picture of me.
However, we do have the most amazing neighbors. They have been so nice and mowed our lawn for us. Last night, Chris and I went over there for some adult beverages and had a blast. Unfortunately, we forgot to eat dinner. I went home earlier than Chris, chugged a bottle of water, and went to bed. I woke up feeling a little hungover, but not bad. All I could think about this morning, though, was Taco Bell for lunch. Yum!!! I poured over the menu sharing my complaints about Chris' order with Dana. I get to Taco Bell and there's hardly any line. Score! I place my order very carefully and pull around. I have my credit card out my window just waiting for the cashier to take it and give me some yummy delicious beef in return. That's when she turns to me and says, oh do you have cash? Me, um, no. Her, well our credit card machine just went down. Sorry!
GRRRRRRRR!!!! I was so ticked. I really didn't want a burger, but I needed greasy food. So I got some McDonalds and shared it with Chris. But, since Dana really wanted me just to post a blog letting my 5 followers (and one of them is me) know that I'm alive. Here is a picture of me.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Congrats to the Schoettle's!
On Saturday morning, one of my dearest girlfriends in Indy married her fiance, Mark and became Mrs Cassy Schoettle! I'm so happy for her and so excited for her to embark on this new life with Mark. I was a little nervous going to this wedding because it was at Our Lady of Greenwood...a Catholic church. I try to avoid these Catholic weddings. They are too long! Fortunately, their's lasted about 30 minutes and we were out the door. We went to Buca de Beppo for lunch and then off to Knock Outs for the reception. I had a blast at the reception. I got into a little bit of a fight with one of Mark's sisters about Catholism and why I don't practice anymore. I had to end that conversation pretty quickly.
On a good note, here is a picture of Lisa, me, and Cassy at the reception. The bar was really dark and my phone doesn't take that great of pictures. Hopefully the bride will share her pictures.
On Sunday, I got up early because I signed up to volunteer for Dig Indiana. It was kind of a last minute thing. Some of my friends make fun of me because I'm obsessed with Twitter. However, I saw someone tweet that they still needed volunteers for this event and so I signed up. I think that's pretty cool. Dig Indiana is a brand new event in Indy at White River Park. All the chefs from the top restaurants come and cook samples of some of their foods for people to try. Also, all the local breweries come too so you can sample their beers. The event is $20 to get to try a lot of different kinds of food and drink that you may not normally get to have. I worked the front desk area carding people and giving out wristbands. I had a blast doing it. The only bad thing was, by the time I got off to sample foods, most of the places I wanted to try had run out of food. :-(
We also gained another dog for the week. We are babysitting Cassy and Mark's beagle mix puppy, Layla while they are on their honeymoon. Usually for about 24 hours, these two go crazy on each other and then, from what I hear, they calm down. I really hope so. Last night,we couldn't get to the two of them to calm down for bed so we decided to keep Layla in her kennel for the night. Well, she cried the whole night which kept Hank up which kept me up which kept Chris up. Then I got up early this morning and tried feeding them seperately but whoever was in their kennel whined the whole time the other one was eating. Haha, I hope my neighbors don't hate me right now!
On a good note, here is a picture of Lisa, me, and Cassy at the reception. The bar was really dark and my phone doesn't take that great of pictures. Hopefully the bride will share her pictures.
On Sunday, I got up early because I signed up to volunteer for Dig Indiana. It was kind of a last minute thing. Some of my friends make fun of me because I'm obsessed with Twitter. However, I saw someone tweet that they still needed volunteers for this event and so I signed up. I think that's pretty cool. Dig Indiana is a brand new event in Indy at White River Park. All the chefs from the top restaurants come and cook samples of some of their foods for people to try. Also, all the local breweries come too so you can sample their beers. The event is $20 to get to try a lot of different kinds of food and drink that you may not normally get to have. I worked the front desk area carding people and giving out wristbands. I had a blast doing it. The only bad thing was, by the time I got off to sample foods, most of the places I wanted to try had run out of food. :-(
We also gained another dog for the week. We are babysitting Cassy and Mark's beagle mix puppy, Layla while they are on their honeymoon. Usually for about 24 hours, these two go crazy on each other and then, from what I hear, they calm down. I really hope so. Last night,we couldn't get to the two of them to calm down for bed so we decided to keep Layla in her kennel for the night. Well, she cried the whole night which kept Hank up which kept me up which kept Chris up. Then I got up early this morning and tried feeding them seperately but whoever was in their kennel whined the whole time the other one was eating. Haha, I hope my neighbors don't hate me right now!
Monday, August 23, 2010
Indy Fringe
Yesterday, I went downtown to meet up with a couple of my girlfriends to go to Indy Fringe. I have actually been dying to check this out since last year when Renee mentioned it. I never know how to describe it so here's what the website says:
The Indianapolis Theatre Fringe Festival is a riotous celebration of theatre “old and new,” edgy and not-so, that happens over ten days, August 20-29, 2010, in the Mass Ave Cultural District downtown.
Misty gave me a choice between three theatre acts. One started pretty late in the day so I crossed that one off. The second one was about Jesus as a young boy growing up. Um, no. The third one was called The Four Food Groups. Again, here is the description:
Based on true stories told through original movement, music and spoken word, "The Four Food Groups" investigates interactions between a group of four people over a sexually-charged dinner. Awarded "Most Fringey Show" in 2009 Cincy Fringe Festival.
So I thought, okay this could be good. It was.....very....interesting, to say the least. There were four characters who basically play themselves. They act out different parts of relationships at the dinner table. A lot of food was used to demonstrate these feelings. I think at the point that they were eating chicken and spitting it on the floor, I was done. We decided next year that we would be more careful about what we choose! Haha, and as Renee said last night, this will be an experience that we will laugh about when we're old and talking about our Fringe experiences.
The best party was going to The Flying Cupcake afterwards. YUM! This was also on my list of places and things I wanted to do. I've heard so much about their cupcakes. I follow them on Twitter and every morning they post what flavors they have baked that morning. So I surprised Chris by bring home three cupcakes. Peanut Butter Ganache, Mint Chocolate, and Candyland. I highly recommend checking this place out.
The Indianapolis Theatre Fringe Festival is a riotous celebration of theatre “old and new,” edgy and not-so, that happens over ten days, August 20-29, 2010, in the Mass Ave Cultural District downtown.
Misty gave me a choice between three theatre acts. One started pretty late in the day so I crossed that one off. The second one was about Jesus as a young boy growing up. Um, no. The third one was called The Four Food Groups. Again, here is the description:
Based on true stories told through original movement, music and spoken word, "The Four Food Groups" investigates interactions between a group of four people over a sexually-charged dinner. Awarded "Most Fringey Show" in 2009 Cincy Fringe Festival.
So I thought, okay this could be good. It was.....very....interesting, to say the least. There were four characters who basically play themselves. They act out different parts of relationships at the dinner table. A lot of food was used to demonstrate these feelings. I think at the point that they were eating chicken and spitting it on the floor, I was done. We decided next year that we would be more careful about what we choose! Haha, and as Renee said last night, this will be an experience that we will laugh about when we're old and talking about our Fringe experiences.
The best party was going to The Flying Cupcake afterwards. YUM! This was also on my list of places and things I wanted to do. I've heard so much about their cupcakes. I follow them on Twitter and every morning they post what flavors they have baked that morning. So I surprised Chris by bring home three cupcakes. Peanut Butter Ganache, Mint Chocolate, and Candyland. I highly recommend checking this place out.
Bookclub Chapters 11-20
1. Where do you think Tim and Marty are at this point in the story?
I'm not going to answer this question since I have already read the book and its hard for me to picture where I thought they were 2 months ago when I read this. Haha!
2. What were your thoughts as CeeCee was helping Genevieve deliver her baby?
I felt Ceecee's emotions during this. She was scared, yet trying to be brave for everyone. She was trying to be brave for Tim and Marty in case Genevieve was putting on an act. And she was trying to be brave so that Genevieve didn't see her fears. Then there was a turning point where CeeCee was trying to be brave by helping to deliver the baby.
3. After Genevieve died, what would you have done with her baby if you had been in CeeCee's shoes?
I would like to think I would have turned myself in at that point. Or I would have found another way to leave the baby. I think that CeeCee barely tried once to drop the baby off somewhere and then took off. I really feel that even in her young age, she could have made more of an effort to get that baby into the right hands. It's not like we're talking about a pair jeans here. We're talking about affecting multiple people's lives.
4. Why do you think CeeCee/Eve is still holding onto hope that Tim will come for her?
How could she not? He promised her. She is so young and never been in a serious relationship before. I think back to when I first started dating and some of the things guys told me. And I believed them. Of course, nothing as extreme as this, but still. Maybe to others, I seemed young and naive in my actions or hopes. CeeCee doesn't have anything to compare this too. "Oh, well men usually lie, so Tim's not going to come back."
5. How do you think Eve will establish her new identity in Virginia?
Again, I feel that I can't really answer this since I have already read the book. I do remember being curious as to how she would accomplish this. Obviously, SCAPE will have a hand in it.
6. What do you think of CeeCee/Eve now after she has gone through with the kidnapping, the delivery of the baby, the escape, and the relocation?
I feel sorry for her. She has a tough road ahead. She did the best that she thought she could and now she is stuck. Whether she likes it or not. She must keep moving forward. I don't think when she made the decision to help Tim and Marty, that this scenario even crossed her mind.
I'm not going to answer this question since I have already read the book and its hard for me to picture where I thought they were 2 months ago when I read this. Haha!
2. What were your thoughts as CeeCee was helping Genevieve deliver her baby?
I felt Ceecee's emotions during this. She was scared, yet trying to be brave for everyone. She was trying to be brave for Tim and Marty in case Genevieve was putting on an act. And she was trying to be brave so that Genevieve didn't see her fears. Then there was a turning point where CeeCee was trying to be brave by helping to deliver the baby.
3. After Genevieve died, what would you have done with her baby if you had been in CeeCee's shoes?
I would like to think I would have turned myself in at that point. Or I would have found another way to leave the baby. I think that CeeCee barely tried once to drop the baby off somewhere and then took off. I really feel that even in her young age, she could have made more of an effort to get that baby into the right hands. It's not like we're talking about a pair jeans here. We're talking about affecting multiple people's lives.
4. Why do you think CeeCee/Eve is still holding onto hope that Tim will come for her?
How could she not? He promised her. She is so young and never been in a serious relationship before. I think back to when I first started dating and some of the things guys told me. And I believed them. Of course, nothing as extreme as this, but still. Maybe to others, I seemed young and naive in my actions or hopes. CeeCee doesn't have anything to compare this too. "Oh, well men usually lie, so Tim's not going to come back."
5. How do you think Eve will establish her new identity in Virginia?
Again, I feel that I can't really answer this since I have already read the book. I do remember being curious as to how she would accomplish this. Obviously, SCAPE will have a hand in it.
6. What do you think of CeeCee/Eve now after she has gone through with the kidnapping, the delivery of the baby, the escape, and the relocation?
I feel sorry for her. She has a tough road ahead. She did the best that she thought she could and now she is stuck. Whether she likes it or not. She must keep moving forward. I don't think when she made the decision to help Tim and Marty, that this scenario even crossed her mind.
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