What was I going to blog about?

So the girls and I are sitting around people watching at International Mall and snacking on Gelato when I said, "you know, I'm probably going to blog about this." The only problem is, I don't remember what I was going to blog about! So here's a lowdown of what we did:

--made Shea squeeze into all these tea length dresses only to decide that the full length one is definitely the one we're going with.
--went for sushi and it was disappointingly not as good as usual.
--wandered around the mall working off our sushi and to make room for gelato (Shea wanted to look at this ring in Tiffany's she's been ogling but the salesman was less than helpful).
--munched on tasty gelato (I got Nutella ... The Bracio was still better, but there's always next time!)
--dropped by DSW for a cute pair of tweedish brown pumps (Thanks Becky! Still lots of $$ left in credit!)
--came home and collapsed.

So while I still don't know what I had planned on saying (was it about the lady with the huge fake hard-as-rox boobs? or Shea's nipple popping out?) Come on, girls ... remind me. Nevertheless, we had a great time ... and I put money down on my dress! I made a decision on it! Ahh, it's real! Pinch Me!

Okay I'm done.



Oh!!!!!!! Update: I remember what I planned on blogging about. So we're in Waldensbooks because Shell wanted to check out their Manga, and Shea and I were looking at wedding books ... and right next to the wedding books are Kama Sutra books ... with giant color photos of these positions! So we're checking it out, and we were laughing so hard that everyone in the store knew exactly what we were looking at and one of the ladies working there comes up and asks if she could help us! It was f$#-ing hilarious! So we told her that we were looking at the wedding books and then had moved on to the honeymoon books :) hehe. She tagged on by saying if that doesn't work, you always have this section, and motioned to the Romance section (by far the biggest section, BTW). hehe ... so funny :)

when comment moderation fails.

So I enabled comment moderation, right? I get home tonight and I have 24 comments waiting in cyberspace to be approved or not. 23 of them are from the lovely "Anonymous" and 1 from NPR Junkie . So I highlight all the spam ones to delete, but I'm reading Becky's, and I approved all those damn spambot ones anyhow. Why do I bother?

Find me this shirt

I want this shirt so bad. I saw it one time when I was on vacation and didn't buy it.
Yes, I'm now kicking myself.
Find me this shirt and I'll love yo u forever. Not that I don't already, but still ...

62

That's how many spam comments I had to receive in three hours to reinstate the comment moderator. I turned it off because I always fail the spelling thingie -- evidently I can't read as well as I thought. But I got home after going to the shoe store (nothing for me this time ...) and to dinner to 62 emails from "anonymous" telling me how great my website is and linking me to someone else. I don't know where the comments are (they aren't on current posts) because I deleted the damn things too quickly. But now consider yourself moderated. I like my comments ... just from people who say real things (not necessarily in my favor either ...)

A Blogging we will go, hi ho the derry oh ...

My system at work decided to freeze momentarily, so I thought I would take these few minutes to let you know I'm not dead. That's always a good thing, right? I have been sick, though with stress or sinus I know not. It's most likely a combination of the two. The problem is, I call out because I feel like crap, and then I feel worse for calling out so I can't even have a decent day, and when it's time to go back to work I still have to drag myself there because I don't want to go back -- it just makes things that much harder. It's also hard that Christen's home and I'm here working, even though he has to do it all the time, going into work when I'm home. He's off today, probably playing his LOTR strategy game that I got him for his birthday. Scratch that, my mom got it for him. He really seems to like it -- score! Except that he's playing instead of going to bed when I go to bed :( But that's okay. I'll put up with it, because I know that it'll only go on for a week or two and then he'll stop playing for a month and then go back to it for a little bit. This is his habit.

I went on Thursday to see The Devil Wears Prada, which I have to say was rather good. I didn't like the book much, and I thought that the movie did a much better job of putting things together without being so name-droppy and with having deeper characters.

Wednesday and Friday I called off from work, not feeling so good and needing some time to regroup. Friday when I finally rolled out of bed, Christen and I looked at some reception sites for the wedding and looked at wedding bands (I'm really getting into that ... hehe) and then Shea and Teddy Bear came over for beer and chinese food.

Saturday I was by myself all day, so I mostly watched tv and hung out with Lola all day, taking some time out to buy books at Barnes & Noble (woohoo! Saturday by Ian McEwan, Home at the End of the World by Michael Cunningham, and A Complicated Kindness by Miriam Toews), groceries, fresh flowers for the dining room and Superman Cap'n Crunch (I'm addicted -- I eat it for dinner). I took my sister and Lola to the beach in late afternoon and it was so much fun -- we let her off the leash and let her play with the other dogs in the area. She was surprisingly good, not wandering off too often. Dinner at my mom's house and then we came home.

Sunday was one of those days where I woke up feeling like not doing anything, so I laid around and did exactly that. Later on I bought some clippers and cut Lola's hair, and it doesn't look too bad at all. It was just getting a little out of hand, and the summer heat and her black fur was all a little much. I was going to bike ride with my sister, but she called in the middle of clipping the hair and I had to decline (really, there was hair everywhere) but we should go sometime this week. Sunday I also checked the mail for the first time in a few days, and had gobs of it -- I detest checking the mail. Anyone I've lived with will tell you that it will go weeks without being checked if I'm the only one to do it. The problem is, I'm almost always the one stuck checking the mail. I regularly get notes on my front door from my mail lady telling me if I don't go out and grab the mail that she's going to start sending it back. :) Whoops!

Anyhow, system back online and I get to go home soon, so I'll post this when I get there! :) Toodles!

Coincidences

So I have a habit of looking up different celebrities on IMDB when I'm interested in who the hell they are. I was looking up the Mac guy from the Apple computer commercials, thanks to Amber and he's in this upcoming movie called One Part Sugar. So I was watching Must Love Dogs and I looked up the Justin Timberlake look-a-like, and found that he is also to be in the same movie. How weird, huh?

Leftovers

So it's been one of those days. I didn't go to work. I tried ... halfheartedly, but I did try. My head hurt so bad when I woke up. First I told them 9am, then 10:30am ... finally I called to say I wasn't coming in. Twelve hours later, I still have a little headache, but not too bad now. I made a key lime pie with a beautiful meringue with my lovely new mixer, and a tasty lasagna. The girls were supposed to come over, but Shell called to say she wasn't feeling well, and I didn't hear from Shea at all. So tonight I am alone watching movies and trying to decide if I'm up to doing laundry. I watched The Man in the Moon and and now I'm on Must Love Dogs, which I've seen before and was sweet and amusing.
But I did have a slice of lasagna and a slice of pie, and I have to tell you all -- you're really missing something with my cooking. Both were delicious. :)