Missives

Ok, so. ohmygodwork. Hot mess.

However:

• I really, really dislike the new cage heels that are so popular this spring. You will not be finding them on my shopping list any time soon. Of course, that's what I said about leggings in 2006.

What is on my shopping list? I'm so glad you asked:

• Dark-wash denim (two pairs; one bootcut, one skinny. Bt-dubs, I also said I'd never wear skinny jeans)
• Fitted leather jacket
• Petite Spring-y heels
• Glam sunglasses
• A "signature" necklace in gold
• White layering tees (the one I bought at Target last night is not up to snuff)

What I did love at Target, however, was the Alexander McQueen capsule collection. I got these SUPER leggings with tiny zippers (while my circa 2006 self judged me from her haughty, legging-discriminate pedestal) and an cute edgy little scarf that I'll wear with jeans and tanks. And maybe LEGGINGS.

This isn't what it looks like!

Items in my shopping cart at Target:

• 2 liter bottle of Smirnoff
• 2 liter bottle of Clorox bleach
• String bikini
• Spanx
• Deodorant

The vodka is for our 4th of July party Bloody Mary bar, the bleach is for my whites (they were sold out of smaller bottles) but I think it just looked to the cashier like I was having a really bad day.

Missives and News

I had to delete my last post - the font was screwed up beyond repair (half single-spaced and half double-spaced wtf?!) - because I'm a weirdo perfectionist like that. The main take-away is that the Juicy dress would have been perfect if I hadn't lived in the effing Yukon or whatever where it's 40 degrees in late May. I wore it anyway and froze.

Sigh. I'll get it right someday. Chicago? Touche.

Here's the news, readers (reader?):

• I am moving in with my boyfriend. Rather, he is moving in with me.This is big. I'm also getting a bonus kitty out of the arrangement.
• I did not get my economic stimulus check on schedule because I paid (paid!) who pays taxes?! my taxes on April 16. BE YE NOT SO STUPID WOMG.
• I am going home (to El Paso) for Memorial Day weekend and I can't wait.
• I am watching Bridget Jones' Diary on Oxygen right now and they've bleeped out all of the cuss words. No. No, no, no.
• I made an awesome avocado bruchetta tonight.

I heart you all.

Mee-mee tag

Five random things about me:

• While I love to travel, my experience abroad has been limited. I actually turned down my parents' offer to study abroad in college because I was afraid I'd miss too much fun with my sorority. My roster of international travel destinations is extremely predictable (Mexico and Canada) save for one very random locale: Moscow, Russia.
• One of my favorite things to eat is completely weirdo: a peanut butter and pickle sandwich. Toast two slices of wheat bread, spread peanut butter on one side and mayo (or Miracle Whip) on the other (just. trust. me.), garnish with lettuce and sliced dill pickles. Really, really, awesome. I share this bizarre favorite with my Dad. You probably think that's gross, but you're not the boss of me are you?
• I have an inch-long scar on my right hip from the time I burned myself badly while ironing in my underwear. I think I was about 15. I couldn't wear pants as a result of my injury and had to wear Soffe shorts to school everyday for about a week.
• I have a history of getting really sick while traveling (perhaps divine intervention that I haven't traveled abroad much?). Countless bouts of flu, high fever, food poisoning have sent me to emergency rooms across the country. Ask me about my favorite in rural Kentucky!
• As a kid, I spent a few summers at Prude Ranch Camp (the Prudes are a very prominent ranch family in West Texas; I've heard all the prude jokes so don't bother) where I learned to rope cattle.

Does this entry seem organized to you?

I heart bullets. Not the bullets that come out of guns and *kill people, but the kind that are used in documents as an organization tool. I use them all the time; too often maybe. Not just in work e-mails either - no, no - in notes to friends and family too. I suppose as a writer I shouldn't rely on them so often to distinguish **separate ideas like

• wine
• sushi
• shoes

but they are just too effective of a writing crutch device for me to resist their siren call. And did you see what I did there? I used bullets when they weren't even necessary! I am also a big fan of the sub-bullet, (to further categorize ideas!) but we can get into that another time.

Anyway for the love of gawd, the point is that I'm going to use bullets in this entry to talk about some very separate but relevant and timely items of note.

• I am going to New York City this weekend to visit one of my closest girlfriends and I always have a hard time planning my outfits for trips there because it's the one place in the world where I don't feel like I'm ahead of the game fashion-wise.There's just a kind of fashion moxie going on in NYC that people don't have anywhere else. Anything goes. Needless to say, I can't wait to go shopping.
• Ok, so this past Saturday night I went to the annual Junior League black-tie fundraiser and actually had fun for the first time ever. As it turns out, I had a little too much fun... but not in the way you're thinking. The silent auction was pretty dead, and I felt bad for all the poor neglected vendors, so I decided to, you know, get the ball rolling with a few bids on some pretty items - a long-strand freshwater pearl necklace and another pearl-and-stone necklace on a pretty gold chain - and you know where this is going don't you? I WON BOTH EFFING AUCTIONS. And now I am contractually obligated to buy them. Granted, they are far less than their "retail" value, but it's going to hit the pocketbook... pretty hard.
• It is never getting warm again.

*Guns don't kill people. People with moustaches kill people.

**But really? When you think about it? Aren't they kind of all one idea?