Monthly Archives: October 2012

Trick or Treat!

Well, at 3:00pm today at work, Halloween happened. Trick-or-Treaters came in slews for candy to the downtown stores and offices. Parents were dressed up with their kids. So many cuties! I even saw one mom dressed as an Oompah-Loompah. The Gene Wilder generation, not the weird Tim Burton kind. But some greedy little buggers took handfuls of candy instead of the one piece they were supposed to take. And I wasn’t about to sit there on a chair and hand it out piece by piece because I had a lot of work to catch up on. BUT I got over it. And I came home and immediately donned my costume from last weekend. We quickly got trick-or-treaters and I answered the door in my *tah-dah!!!* costume!

The reason this is a big deal is because Mr. S worked last Halloween and I was home alone til 11:30ish and I went out and bought a crapload of candy. I waited. And waited. And waited for little kids in costumes to knock on my door and beg for chocolate. We lived across the street from an Elementary school in a relatively nice part of town. But no one ever came to our door. And we had a crapload of candy we had to eat. I was SO disappointed. So the fact that we’ve already had trick-or-treaters has made my night.

Mr. S. is going to don his horns and satanic pendant and we are going to take turns answering the door in our respective costumes. For now, I only have pictures of my costume. Mr. S’s will make its debut on the blog very, very soon. But here are my pictures!

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The last picture is very, very bad. Sorry. Timer issues on the phone. ANYWAY, dress is from a magazine called Venus, the necklace is from a magazine of which I forgot the name, the mask and gloves are from Target, the tights are from Spirit of Halloween. I did up the “harlot” makeup because it’s Halloween. No one sees my face under the mask. Which, by the way, is more comfortable than I thought it would be. It is my favorite costume of all time. SOOOOO comfy. And I love the mask. I think it’s so pretty!

As I said, pictures of Mr. S as the Devil soon to come!

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Trying My Hand at Something New

I mentioned before that I am terrible at crafts, right? Just awful. My sewing would make Betsy Ross cry. My scrapbooking in the past has left a lot to be desired. My knitting is a one-stitch wonder. (Literally, I know how to do one kind of stitch. And it’s not wonderful.) My goes at paint-by-numbers, painting, latch-hooking, etc have all been pretty miserable failures. But I get on these binges where I try to do something, quickly lose attention for it, and never pick it back up again. My dad says my mom is the same way. But my mom made a fabulous scrapbook for my grandmother for her birthday or Christmas or something. My grandmother isn’t exactly the most sentimental in reality. She has this habit of saying “thank you” in a way that makes you feel guilty for the thought. She’d prefer pajamas or purses or shoes or suits or… well, you get it. But my mom always has that kind of thought.

Well, back to scrapbooking.

I don’t have a wedding album. My mother-in-law is making a scrapbook for us and my maid-of-honor was making one. But I don’t have anything to look at right now. I don’t have anything to sit with in my lap and look through. I don’t know where everyone else is on theirs or any other details… So, I’ve decided to hold my breath and make a scrapbook of my own. My mother-in-law makes scrapbooks. All. The. Time.  My maid-of-honor is the most talented crafter I’ve ever seen. I know mine isn’t going to be anywhere near as good as theirs. But I want to try my hand at it. And if it goes south on me, then perhaps I will have one or two more to keep. Books that look nice and professionally done. I don’t know. So much is up in the air right now.

I’m not feeling depressed. Just restless. And I want so badly to have something to show my children one day. I want something I can be proud of. There’s a lot of things I want to do. I want of non-material things, too.

Goodness, this post seems depressing. Let’s just say, I’ve decided to try to make a scrapbook and I have hopes for it. Not high hopes for my own. I can’t wait to see what the other ladies can do. Maybe I’ll get to see those before I throw mine out the window in frustration. Haha 🙂

I need something to entertain my mind or my hands right now. I can’t sit still for too long. I’ve been sitting still, apart from work, for far too long. I’ve been feeling sorry for myself for too long. I’m ready to have something to look forward to. So dangit, I’m going to go it. Please wish me luck!


Of Coats and Kittens

Well, Halloween is next Wednesday. It’s getting colder outside and I’m driving to work in the dark every morning. Granted, it’s literally a 3-minute drive, but my statement is still nonetheless valid.

Mr. S and I went shopping last weekend, as you know, and I purchased this awesome new coat at Ross!

I told you I would show you a picture. This coat is wool, obviously. And it is the warmest coat I have ever worn. I love it so much, I even deign to wear it to work. 😛

Next, of kittens! This is the first time I have ever had a cat outside of my family home. I’ve been living semi-independantly for 3 years now, and this is the first place where we’ve been allowed to have kittens. Her name is Molly Mae and she is absolutely adorable. She has been getting into the Halloween spirit herself. As you can see by the following photos:

 

Mr. S and I purchased this cauldron to put candy into for trick-or-treaters. Molly, being the little deviant that she is, can’t resist getting into everything. So, it was really just a matter of time before she climbed into this thing.

I know the photos aren’t so great, but they aren’t examples of “photography” for me. They’re just to show how cute my jacket is and how ADORABLE my little Molly is.

Mr. S and I shall be attending Halloween parties this weekend. Be ready to see pictures of other costumes!


Sound of Silence

Hello, readers.

I’m sorry I haven’t posted anything in awhile. There was just a massive rush of stuff that kept me from really having anything to say. I don’t have any pictures to post today, either. But, I’ll go ahead and give you a summary of the weekend for which I had such high hopes.

Earlier Saturday, I discovered that I needed a new winter jacket, I wanted a new purse, and I desperately needed new jeans. So we went to Ross. Ross is really hit or miss, but I found an adorable Guess purse for $23, a Tahari wool jacket (not a pea coat) and a pair of jeans. I don’t remember the brand name. Anyway! I got all of this at the price that the Tahari jacket would normally cost. It was quite a win. Then Mr. S and I stepped into the Best Buy down the street and purchased Evil Dead and Evil Dead 2, Star Wars 4-6, and the Sopranos on Blu-ray. I must say, I don’t recommend the original Star Wars on Blu-ray. Everything is in such good detail that all the aliens and sets look completely fake. It was fun to reminisce about the movies I so loved as a kid. (Granted, the remastered versions are what came out when I was a kid, but I loved them. My cell phone is actually a Droid R2-D2. My father is a bit of a sadist.)

Then Mr. S and I went to visit Joe and Ari. We ate at a restaraunt which we’d never been to before. We bought meat pies and we talked about work, about relationships, and caught up a little. It was very pleasant. Then we went back to their apartment, which is the cutest thing in the world, by the way. We had rum and cokes and talked for 4 hours. We dicussed relationships, movies, philosophy, all sorts of stuff. It was the best conversation I’d had with someone other than Tom in a LONG time. Everyone brought something intelligent, amusing, and discussion-worthy to the table. Because I’ve been out of university for a good little chunk of time, I was craving this kind of discussion. It was absolutely everything I’d hoped it would be.

Over the course of 4 hours, we had only 2 small rum and cokes each. Seriously, they were like single shots, 1 part rum and 3 parts coke. So then, around 11 pm (the last sip having been around 9:30) we left and arrived home safe and sound. We then stayed up and watched one episode of something, got tired, and went to be around 1am.

The next day, we went and visited Mr. S’s mother and father… and grandmother and grandfather because the grandparents are leaving for Arizona for 3 months in a couple of weeks. Have to put in some face time with the relatives, you know. Then Mr. S and I came back and enjoyed a lazy Sunday, watching the First Season of Sopranos on Blu-ray (amazing) and drinking red wine.

On Monday, I went to work. Monday night, I came home and had the worst experience of my entire life. Can’t go into detail, in case that someone should read this. I don’t want them to think I’m using the situation to garner pity. But also, in the spirit of not being overly vague, I will just tell you that there was a huge fight, I was told I was a huge disappointment and the biggest problem of that person’s life, drinking was involved on that person’s part, that person is mentally ill, and I reacted as best I could. By hanging up the phone. Twice. And remaining calm. I will also tell you it has nothing to do with Mr. S. The experience cast into perspective all the things I had been concerned about for years. It finally prompted this person to get the help he or she needs. And I’m proud of that person. And I still love them, no matter what.

I had to grow up really fast. By 12 I was getting my brother on the school bus and back home. At a much younger age, I knew things about adult life that I would learn about later in a classroom in High School. And while this may have caused some damage, I have become stronger. I flatter myself to think that I can persevere through difficult things, I can remain level-headed in a stressful situation, and I have the ability to solve problems. I have also become someone who forgives easily. At least, when there’s an apology given. If not, I tend to get over things anyway, it just takes forever,

And so, there is my weekend. I do plan on posting some pictures of the jeans and jacket that I bought on Saturday. They’ve been doing amazing things for my self-confidence and for keeping me warm. This dang office I work in is always freezing! Happier posts are soon to come!

P.S. Sound of Silence is my favorite Simon and Garfunkel song. So before its time. I relate to it because of the darkness it talks about. Plus it’s a great title for a post which discusses having been silent for awhile. Right?


Insert Cliche (No Photos)

“You have to get back up on that horse and try again.” Who in the American-English-speaking world hasn’t heard that phrase? I hate cliches. I use them so often, it makes me feel like a hypocrite. But they’re just so applicable! Insert my explanation… HERE:

Last weekend, we know, was not so good. THIS weekend, Mr. S. and I will be trekking up north 30 minutes (and by trekking, I mean getting into a car and driving. “Trekking” is a much more interesting verb than “driving.”) We will be visiting some friends from college. Well, my friends… friend… Ok, story time!

I met Joe freshman year of university. We were in the same Freshman Interest Group, which is 2 classes and 1 seminar. He was studying Philosophy and I wanted to be a photojournalist. So, there was a Philosophy 114 class and a Journalism 109 class in this particular FIG, as we will call it. We were both waiting outside the classroom before Phil 114. I was reading the latest in the Sookie Stackhouse series and he was looking at me from about 10 feet away. He asked me what I was reading. We started talking.

Later on we trifled with the whole “do we really want to date” thing and concluded no. No, we didn’t. We were much better as friends. And we’ve managed to stay that way. We haven’t exactly always been able to REALLY keep in touch. But every time we met for coffee or something, we’d talk about everything like we’d never lost a step. Except the whole “wow, that’s new!” thing. ANYWAY… I met Mr. S., we fell in love. Joe met Ari and fell in love. They’re adorable. I met Ari at my wedding. And then we decided we needed to spend a night drinking. All of us together. So that’s the plan for this weekend. And why not? We’re all between 22-23. Recent college grads.

Mr. S. and Joe are very similar. They’re very dorky people. Both prone to breaking out in song or dance or both in public. Neither one with an off-switch. Can be problematic. Makes for great entertainment at home, though. But they have such different interests and different ways of carrying themselves. I don’t worry that this won’t be fun. You see, that’s life. You have to roll with the punches and “get back on the horse” and keep that optimism.

Unless you’re Christopher Reeves and can’t get back on the… oh, that’s a little dark. Sorry. I have a dark sense of humor.

Point of the post: Try, try, try again. (ACK! Another cliche!) Tomorrow, we’ll go out to dinner and back to Joe and Ari’s place for drinks and conversation. And I’m excited. Not the least bit apprehensive. I could stand to have a little fun. Heck, we all could.

In the meantime, Mr. S. and I are watching an independant film called “Lo.” Easily, the best independant film I have ever seen. I highly recommend it. Perfect for Halloween if you want horror and funny without it being too much of one.

Have a nice weekend, everyone!


My Husband is Writing, Too!

Mr. S has decided that he simply cannot wait. He has already begun writing his story (the one I previously and yet so vaguely mentioned). I am so proud of him. I love that he has so much passion in his heart and that he’s so dedicated to this project. I am also honored that he would read some of it to me. He’s a fantastic writer. I’m so blessed to be married to him. So, in honor of him and also, in keeping with my own blog entries, I would like to show you a few more bits of photography I have of him (and just him). These pictures mean a lot to me. He’s seen all of them and will see this post. I hope he feels as honored as I do. He’s my number 1 fan and has always been at my side to love and support me through absolutely everything. He is the least judgmental person I have ever known. He is also the most loving, compassionate, generous, passionate, and caring person I have ever met. Besides my own parents. And I think that’s the reason I fell in love with him in the first place: he reminds me of all the good and all the love I’ve had throughout my life. He’s stuck by me no matter what. And that’s a rare thing. So, dearest readers, I must beg your indulgence as I moon over him and all that he is.

 

 

I took the first three pictures myself. The first one was when we were visiting at my parents’ house. The second was taken on the day he proposed to me. The third was at Whatcom Falls Park. The final one is from Miles Photography at our wedding. (I know I seem a little fixated on the wedding, but it was only a month-and-a-half ago and it was my first one. :P)

So, Mr. S, here is my thanks to you. You are my fiercest, most adamant advocate, my best friend, the love of my life, and the person I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with.

And, for those of you who are the least bit interested, he and I had a very short talk tonight. Mr. S said that he believes he could work, go to med school, and be a father at the same time. I believe him. And so, we are planning to have a baby very soon! I have a birth control implant that comes out this coming April. We will try for a baby and have one as soon as we can. Our families will be so excited! Our parents want to be grandparents pretty badly.

I mean it when I say I believe he will be a fantastic father. He is a wonderful husband and was an incredible fiance and boyfriend prior to that. He has been my support system through everything. Mr. S, this post is dedicated entirely to you. With good reason. And I am so looking forward to starting my family with you very soon. I love you so much.


Finally – Photography!

I’m so excited! My Nikon D40 battery was charged today, I stuck it in my camera, and went outside to my front yard. We’re renting a small house and our landlord was incredibly dedicated to sprucing the place up. Now, I would much rather take pictures of the fall leaves, but there are no trees within a quarter of a mile. After a long day of work, I didn’t much feel like driving out there or walking. So I took pictures of hydrangea and spray rose vines in the flower bed just outside our front windows. I hope you enjoy the photos!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ok, I know there’s a lot of them. But I took WAY more. These are just my favorites. I mostly let the camera decide the ISO settings and sometimes even the focusing. I never once messed with the shutter speed. I didn’t really like anything I did to the ISO settings that the automatic camera didn’t do better. I definitely need some practice.

Finally, my husband has decided that he wants to write a story. We were discussing some philosophy he was waxing on, and I said “you love to write, you should write a story about that!” And so he’s working on it. That made me realize how much I would love it if the two of us could just write for a living. I have this romantic idea of us sitting on our couches with our laptops in our laps, tapping away on the keyboard. (I love the sound of the keys clicking.) Then we’d go run errands, pick the kids up after school, I’d cook dinner, and we’d both be so happy. We both love writing so much. We used to write poems for each other whenever inspiration struck. Maybe I’ll share some of them later…

Thanks for reading!


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