* Note that your cell phone memory card is full. Look through and delete 10-12 text messages from your phone.
* Overhear the new Kate Perry video on VH1. Stand slack-jawed in front of the TV and watch.
* Decide today is the day to experiment with accessories. One necklace or two? Long or short? Should I wrap it around twice like a choker first?
* Pet the cat.
* Get inspired to put all the shoes in your floor back in their boxes.
* Realize that you've been standing motionless under the hot shower for an undetermined amount of time, possibly in another dimension.
* Contemplate the outfits that you could wear but don't want to wear.
* Make a list of CDs you've been meaning to buy.
* Snooze.
* Try on sample lipstick from Clinique. Decide it doesn't work and wipe it off. Be reminded that you've been thinking about buying some fingernail polish. Ponder whether or not to just wait for spring.
* Lose your keys. And your cell phone. Where did you put it after deleting those text messages?
* Leave your lunch on the counter. When you go back inside to retrieve it, give in to the compulsion to also fix a travel mug of coffee.
* Be me.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
How to Be Late to Work (or Perfecting the Art of Piddling)
Sunday, September 28, 2008
While You're There, Comb Your Hair - Don't Forget Your Underwear
* Getting ready to shower on Saturday morning at Anna's, I realized that I'd forgotten to pack any underwear. I had to borrow from Anna - and for those of you who know the difference between our body types, you can understand that even her granniest panties were my thongs.
* I saw Les Mis for the fourth time this weekend, and it threw me back to my insane theater freak days. I confess - "Bring Him Home" still gives me shivers, "The Final Confession" still makes me cry, and the smell of the Fox Theatre still makes me happy. Javert was out-of-this-world good, and Eponine's "On My Own" was perfection.
* On the way to Les Mis, Eva looked over my outfit - a black cropped swing jacket over a sheer cream colored ruffled blouse and black pants - and said, "Wow, you look fabulous." She thought for a minute and said, "I had forgotten what I used to be like - I would've planned what to wear today. Instead, I just threw something in the bag." She sighed a little, and I thought...there are two sides to everything.
* Dillon has gotten so big! And talkative! He now calls me "Ashley," although the "l" is pretty subtle. I'm amazed how much he can already communicate - and how much of a little boy he's become. (All 25 pounds of him!)
* Anna decided to let Zeke and Eli run free in her yard on Saturday. Only, they didn't - as she had hoped - merely frolick in the backyard where she and Dad were weeding. Instead, they took off like bullet trains through the woods. The recovery effort took about an hour. It made me feel slightly better to know that it isn't just me.
* While we sat on the back porch this afternoon and enjoyed the crisp mountain air tinged with fall, Anna did her Sunday coupon clipping. "I need new shampoo," I said, thumbing through one of the sales papers. She tossed me an envelope stuffed full of coupons to see if she had one for shampoo. I sorted through the massive pile, chuckling at the fact that she cuts and sorts every coupon. Including one for Durex condoms and two for Depends.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Thursday Miscellany
* When I'm in the shower in the morning debating what to wear, I imagine my clothing options just like Cher's computer program in Clueless, sliding tops and bottoms back and forth for consideration in my mind.
* My mom has new glasses. This may explain why she purchased prune-flavored yogurt for me instead of mixed berry.
* Rumor has it that Johnny Depp is signing on to play The Riddler in the next installment of Batman. Oh please, oh please say it's true.
* NY Fashion Week purportedly featured models that demonstrated that "thin isn't so in" - several size 2s and 4s worked the runway this year. So go ahead and eat that ice cream, ladies.
* I sort of love my hairdryer. Like, it's been with me through a lot. It comforts me to count on it every morning.
* I'm going on a date tomorrow. A third date, actually.
* In one month? NEW Keane AND Ray LaMontagne. Perfect Symmetry and Gossip in the Grain drop Oct. 14.
* I can't believe Kenley got through with that abhorrent dress last night on ProRun. Although, Blayne's was an atrocity. I'm with Heidi, "Ooooh, that's bad."
* The debut of Fringe has me jonesing to pick up the Dawson's Creek series finale and watch it will eating a whole cookie cake by myself. I heart Pacey.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
The -ings of the Last Week
* Getting my hair cut - my favorite thing - which involved talking to my stylist about the line dancing craze of the early 90s
* Attending the farewell show of The Rockstar's band at the 40 Watt. He's moving to Barcelona to pursue his music. And I am sad.
* Putting together a photo book of San Francisco on Shutterfly. It's so awesome, I can't stop looking at it.
* Meeting up with my dear Jenny Ray and her husband Nick for drinks on Friday night. She got to see the aforementioned red shoes, and we caught up on all sorts of things - like hugs!
* Winning my first account for the firm on Thursday. Hooray!
* Enjoying lunches with my parents while Dad spent the rest of the week at home recovering.
* Missing Dillon. I didn't get to see him Father's Day weekend in all the hospital madness.
* Catching up on blogs.
* Sorting through old photos - Jenn, I found some oldies, but goodies. Like your college graduation party?
* Taking many, many photographs to complete the photo game. 20 photos down and six to go.
* Shopping too much - I am enacting a moratorium on new clothing purchases.
* Thinking. A lot. About life and love and the pursuit of happiness.
* Gaining perspective on the here and now.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Fashion Espionage
And in the grand tradition of it all, I decided to go by TJ Maxx after work to see if I too could find some sort of appropriate head accoutrement. Instead, I encountered Miranda, office executive assistant by day and personal stylist by night. Before I knew it, she was shoving me toward the fitting rooms with 7 garments in my hand.
I fell in love with one of the dresses. A dress that I loved despite its requiring a strapless bra. And even though I worried that its babydoll shape might be a bit young for me. I loved it. Needed it. Had to have it. But it was a bit too big. No matter, I thought. I remembered seeing a smaller size on the rack.
When I went back, there was a woman there who was clearly almost twice my age - with my dress. I waited 35 minutes for her to go the dressing room with it. I figured she would try it on, decide it was way too young for her, and discard it - for me.
I lurked one row over from her. Followed her through the shoes and the handbags. That's where Allison, another officemate, found me leaning against the size sixes, peering through the last row of purses, my eye on the fitting room door. And finally, after 45 minutes of waiting, the woman emerged, carrying not one but two of my dress. She kept holding them up and considering them.
I lost my patience. "Excuse me," I said. "If you decide you don't want either one of those dresses, will you let me know? Because I really want it." She had the next two sizes down from the one I had. And gave me the smaller. I felt sad, thinking there was no way it would fit. But it did! Hurrah!
Almost two hours after getting there, after an insane debacle in the checkout counter, I left TJ Maxx, feeling rather satisfied that my stakeout had paid off. Tomorrow, I will be a precious magnolia in bloom.
