Author Archives: Cindy

shopping!!

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Originally posted: August 29, 2003

I was very bad yesterday. I honestly had good intentions of going to the gym after work, but somehow I got distracted on my way home and went shopping for super-cheap clothes instead.

First I hit Goodwill. Purchases there include:

* Very short blue dress with spaghetti straps and a black meshy overlay & black flowers sort of woven into the mesh. The skirt only comes about halfway down my thigh. It’s pretty hot, if I do say so myself. Price tag: $5.99

* Off-white sundress with tan, olive & pale blue flowers on it. Price tag: $3.99 (I’ll end up spending more on that one later, because I need to send it to Mom to have her alter it a bit – postage will probably end up costing more than the dress itself.)

Then I went to Ross Dress for Less, where I bought:

* Oatmeal cardigan sweater to wear with the off-white sundress from Goodwill – $9

* Pink short-sleeved shirt with China-girl collar (I think it’s called a Mandarin collar, technically?) – $7.99. I think I’ll probably end up returning that one, I didn’t like it as much when I tried it on at home. That type of collar just doesn’t look right on me.

* Black see-through shirt with peach & brown flowers on it, comes with a matching black shell to wear underneath. It’s button-down, 3/4 sleeve (my favorite), but kind of loose & flowy at the end of the sleeves. That was my big ticket item for the day – $16. And it’s 100% silk.

I also got a pair of shoes at Ross (I think they were $13), which I think I’m also going to end up taking back. You can’t really try shoes on there because they have the ridiculous security method of binding them together with a piece of plastic (what’s up with that, anyway?). So I found these shoes, and they fit my feet, so I bought them, took them home, cut the plastic & tried to walk around in them. Kind of a pricey way to find out whether or not you actually want the damn shoes. Anyway, they look awesome, but I’m not at all sure that I’m meant to wear heels this spikey – I just see a big trip to the emergency room in my future if I keep these. Sprained ankles, anyone?

Man, this blog sure is girly when I re-read it. But I think it’s a pretty good representation of me, so there you have it.

As for skipping the gym, I guess I’m going to be like Carson on Queer Eye for the Straight Guy – “Shopping is my cardio!”

Ah well… going to Serafina’s and Giggles tonight with Scott. Should be fun, I’m excited.

Hope everyone has a fabulous weekend!

sweet sweet bed

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Originally posted: August 28, 2003

I don’t know why I feel obligated to write something here every day. It’s not like anyone really reads it. Must be my OCD flaring up.

Since I don’t really have anything to talk about today, I thought I’d use this opportunity to talk about just how wonderful my bed is. I guess I’m appreciating it more than usual today because I just spent a considerable amount of time in it. I crashed sometime around 8:30 last night and didn’t move until 6 a.m. Teenie woke me up a couple of times when I rolled over – she would indignantly meow because I bumped her out of whatever warm spot she had snuggled into.

Anyway, my bed is this amazing queen-size pillow-top mattress that my parents bought me when I was in college. It is quite possibly the softest mattress ever created. You get in, and the mattress hugs you & rocks you to sleep. It’s even become legendary among my friends & family. When Kris (the smoker) comes to visit, she screws up her usual beauty regimen by showering at night so I’ll let her sleep in the bed with me. (I can’t deal with the cigarette smell otherwise.) It’s also where my mom & sister have been known to sleep when visiting.

And I bought these amazing sheets during my brief part-time stint at Bed Bath & Beyond, so getting into bed is really like crawling into a cloud. Sigh…. I don’t know why I don’t spend more time there.

So I’m unusually decaffeinated and feeling great today. I think 9 hours of sleep should be a required nightly minimum. People would be a lot nicer.

Oh yeah, and my kitchen & living room smelled like roses when I got up this morning. Thanks, Scott.

yawn

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Originally posted: August 27, 2003

Man alive, I am tired today….

Ok, yet another awesome date with Scott last night. He came over & I cooked dinner. I know, I know, how very domesticated of me, no? But I figured he cooked for me last time, so don’t call me June Cleaver just yet. I made crab cakes (thanks for that recipe, Mom) and roasted asparagus — I think I oversalted both, but they were edible.

Anyway, he brought me flowers. First time I’ve gotten roses from someone I’m not related to since…. oh hell, who knows. Probably 1997 or something. Major bonus points for that. It was an all-around fabulous evening. I just need to call it a night earlier than midnight next time. At least on work nights.

Ugh. Must find coffee or soda or SOME form of caffeine before my forehead hits the keyboard. Then I get to spend at least an hour of my morning on the phone with Dell, trying to convince them that I do in fact know how to diagnose hardware failures and that the pc I’m working on really does need a replacement hard drive. And a system restore disk, since the customer is stupid & didn’t save theirs. Ah, the glamorous side of my job… Ok, I’m obviously cranky because that type of thing usually doesn’t bother me at all. I swear I really do like my job. But this morning I would like sleep better.

At least I should have time for a nap before yoga tonight.

Oh yeah, happy birthday to Chris G (2 days late).

some enchanted evening

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My mom told me this story over the phone, and I thought it was funny on its own merits, but I have to say, the mug shot makes it sooooo much more worthwhile.

Bride-Zilla

She actually tried to bite a police officer. And you know that as they were hauling her off to the pokey, she was probably screaming, “It’s MY day!!!!”

Awesome.

awesome weekend

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Ok, Friday morning started off bad. Remember how I overslept earlier this week? Well, I woke up on Friday morning when my cell phone rang. It was my boss, calling to see where I was. It was 8:40. That does it, I’m buying a back-up alarm clock. Anyway, got to work (by 10 a.m., not bad for a high maintenance gal such as myself) and had a lot of stuff to do with this whole internet worm business. Finally bailed a little after 5. I usually leave at 4, so I guess that was my penance for being 2 hours late.

Now, on Friday night, the original plan was that I was going to see a play with Krissy, because her friend is in it and she promised she’d go see it. I was not entirely keen on this idea, because I don’t know her friend and didn’t know what the play was about. Krissy’s exact description was, “the title is either something-boudoir or something-armoire… I don’t know, there’s some French word in it.” Hmmm… could be racy & sexy, could be about furniture. Who knows? Fabulous. But, Scott very bravely offered to come with, which made me feel a little less sketchy on the whole thing. Even though several friends/family suggested that the 3rd date might be a tad early to subject him to Krissy, since she can be a bit…. mmm, opinionated at times. But hey, I was glad to have the company, so I took him up on it.

Friday evening rolls around, and Krissy calls. She’s been working 14 hour shifts and she was going to have to be back at work at 10 a.m. on Saturday morning, and all she wanted to do was sleep. She really did sound exhausted, so I told her to go home & get some rest, and Scott & I would just find some other way to amuse ourselves. As it happens, that was probably the best possible outcome. We went to dinner at Axis (they have fried pickles…. yummy…), had some drinks at a couple of different bars, heard a really awesome Irish folk band, and sat on Scott’s roof deck for a while (awesome views). After I had consumed a little liquid courage, I bullied the first kiss out of Scott (the anticipation thing makes me nervous, I don’t deal well with it), but he didn’t seem to mind too much.

Saturday – today – Scott & I went to the zoo (yes, we double-booked our weekend). That was a lot of fun. The tiger cubs were adorable, although they aren’t exactly cubs at this point. They’re 9 months old, so they’re pretty big. Also saw the baby elephant (I think he’s 2 or 3), and tons of other cute furry things. I took a whole bunch of pictures, I’ll try to get them online soon.

After the zoo, Scott surprised me by cooking me fried catfish. We had talked once about my southern heritage & the fact that you can’t get catfish in the northwest because people laugh at you and say things like “no, we have real fish here.” What can I say, I love my bottom feeders. Anyway, the catfish was really good, and since he didn’t have the exact ingredients for hush puppies, he made little corn bread muffins instead, which kicked ass. We also watched “Chicago”, which neither of us had seen yet. Pretty fun movie. I felt really bad for John C. Reilly, though – he seems to be making a career out of playing the dumb husband whose wife cheats on him (both this & “The Good Girl”). I dig him as an actor, I hope that’s not how he’s going to be typecast.

So there it is. I’ve had a really great time. I know this is the first time I’ve mentioned Scott here, and I’m a little nervous about doing so because I don’t want to jinx anything. But he’s talking about me on his blog, so I figured what the heck. Besides, most everyone who reads this already knows I’ve been seeing him. And he already knows I dig him. So I figure it’s no biggie.

Hope everyone else is having a good weekend too.