Things that suck:: packing and moving

I found this picture on Flickr and the photographer's description was, "There are no words which adequately convey how much I hate moving house." I'll throw back a beer or three to that sentiment.

I say this in the midst of hastily posting a this post while surrounded by boxes and packing up my life. We're not moving far. Just a few blocks, actually. We bought a house (our first house- yay!) and I really am excited. But mostly right now, I just feel exhaustion from the past few weeks (holidays, wedding, etc) and dread for the next few days (moving). I'll be a happy camper (home owner?) on Sunday morning when I can kick back and relax with a cup of coffee in my new house (if I can find the coffee maker amongst the boxes).

But until then, I'll have limited internet access. I'll be posting on Twitter and Facebook, though, so catch up with me there. And also, you should check out this hilarious post about how dogs don't understand moving. My dogs are a drooling, freaking-out testament to that. Fortunately, they'll be at the pet resort for the bulk of the move.

So, have a good weekend, all! I'll catch you next week.

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Things that horrify me

1. Matching earring/necklace sets. Go ahead. Live on the edge. Wear your pearl necklace with silver hoops.

2. Failure. Good thing it's not an option.

3. Wedding planning. That's why I'm not doing it.

One down, two to go

A brief follow up to my Q&A with the Magic 8 Ball®.

So, maybe I'm crazy, but I think there might be something to this Magic 8 Ball thing. It told me I was going to catch a big break soon and well...it was right! I just landed a huge freelance contract with a pretty cool company that's much closer to the fashion industry than the current 9-5 gig. I'd say that's a big break, no? And technically - technically - it's almost a new job, too. So maybe we can say we're 1 1/2 out of 3? Come on Magic 8 Ball, I'm counting on you to pull through on that San Diego thang. I know you can do it!

Things I bought this weekend

1. Dinner from the local delivery service - $50
2. Some lampwork beads to make some jewelry - $25
3. An X-Ray image of my beagle's innards - $600




Yep. Six hundred dollars for that beautious picture. And a Saturday evening spent in the pet emergency hospital thinking the beaglet was dying. She's not- she's just fine (thank goodness; I like that dog more than I like most people and I'd be devastated if anything happened to her), but my wallet is looking sort of emaciated.

And then today was Monday and I had to get up and go to work. FML.

Note to self

This is not nail polish remover:


And that is why it did not remove my nail polish. No matter how hard I scrubbed.

LOST - The Story of the Oceanic 6

Is anyone else disappointed last night's "LOST from a viewpoint you've never seen before" wasn't about Vincent? No? Just me? That's OK.

Baby, come back

My elliptical has been feeling a little bit like the sorry mops in those Swiffer commercials. Since I hurt my back last weekend, I've been neglecting exercise in favor of the soft, cushy couch. But I'm feeling better and I finally managed to get exercising again today. A short session, but enough to chase away the dust bunnies. Next up-- conquering The Shred.

Hello?

Test, test. Is this thing on?

Neat! I just posted from my iPhone.

Pen to paper

So, Jorge Garcia has an awesome blog. I was reading back through some of his old posts and found this one. I love it. It's so true. If you want something, write it down.

I decided to try it:

1. I want to be the owner/founder/CEO of a business that synthesizes my passion for social causes (arts, environment and animals, specifically) with my love of fashion and my desire to support and promote indie artisans/designers/artists/musicians (particularly on the local level). And I want to incorporate cutting edge new media technology into the customer experience. Tall order, I know. That's what grad school is for.

2. I want to live in San Diego.

3. I want to finish my MFA summa cum laude.

4. I want a puggle (Thing 1 and Thing 2 need a Thing 3).

5. I want a potted, organic veggie garden (and some chickens).

6. I want new shoes.

7. I want the weekend. Now.

An open letter to Target

Dear Target,

I really enjoy our lunch time rendezvous, but I'm starting to feel like you're taking advantage of my generosity. See, whenever I come to visit, you're conveniently out of baskets, which forces me to use a cart. So, instead of just getting toothpaste, paper towels and a frozen lunch, I end up with a cart full of things I don't need like dog beds, candles, dishes and t-shirts. And then I usually forget the toothpaste and paper towels, which means another visit the next day and the vicious cycle just keeps going.

I'd like to think you're not using me for my money because I've always thought you were much cooler than that, but if you don't start keeping more baskets on hand, I may have to reconsider this relationship because it's really starting to wear on my bank account.

Sunshine and puppy dogs,
CK

Miss Lucy Beagle

Thing 2 is bored tonight.

Mac 'n cheese

I've been having kind of crappy week, so when I went to pick up my lunch today, I really wanted to get a big tub of macaroni and cheese. You know, those Country Crock ones they market as side dishes? Yeah, side dish, my patutti. I'll eat the whole thing in one sitting, thanks.

But, since just a few weeks down the line, they'll be no place to hide, I decided to get the nasty Lean Cuisine version.


It's significantly smaller, much less creamy and sort of mysteriously grainy. But close enough, I guess, if I don't want to be mistaken for Shamu on the beach this summer.

But then, it reminded me of this unfortunate (but not blogged about until now) incident at the department holiday potluck this past Christmas.


I think I was more upset about the ruined homemade mac 'n cheese than about the broken crockpot.

Santa Ana, you'll never be the same

On our recent trip to San Diego, we were driving on the 5 and saw signs for Santa Ana. For the next ten minutes, I just kept giggling and saying "Saaah-nata Ah-na" over and over again, like a 4 year old. And I did it on the way back, too.

I forgot about this road trip fun until today when I was perusing Craigslist and came across a listing for something in Santa Ana (Saaah-nata Ah-na).

I blame Jeff Dunham.

Six random things about me

1. I love randomness.
2. My hair has been black, platinum blonde, red, several shades of brown and construction cone orange with purple streaks.
3. When I was a kid, I thought I wanted to be a veterinarian.
4. Sometimes I still don't think I know what I want to be when I grow up.
5. My favorite color is purple, but I don't own very many purple things.
6. I've never been a bridesmaid.

I'm tagging Rana at Q-tips and Mammoths and Tina at Daily Pointers. My tagger was The Beach Cottage.

The guidelines: Link to your tagger, share 6 random things about yourself, tag a few others (be sure to tell them).
And of course, post the rules.

What's your card, baby?

I stumbled across this fun little "What's your tarot card?" quiz today and thought I'd share. I think my results are fairly accurate.

You are Strength

Courage, strength, fortitude. Power not arrested in the act of judgement, but passing on to further action, sometimes obstinacy.

This is a card of courage and energy. It represents both the Lion's hot, roaring energy, and the Maiden's steadfast will. The innocent Maiden is unafraid, undaunted, and indomitable. In some cards she opens the lion's mouth, in others she shuts it. Either way, she proves that inner strength is more powerful than raw physical strength. That forces can be controlled and used to score a victory is very close to the message of the Chariot, which might be why, in some decks, it is Justice that is card 8 instead of Strength. With strength you can control not only the situation, but yourself. It is a card about anger and impulse management, about creative answers, leadership and maintaining one's personal honor. It can also stand for a steadfast friend.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

WOOT! PHILLIES!

2008 World Champions of Baseball!!!!!

That's all. :-)