Thursday, December 30, 2010
7 nights on the Royal Caribbean Freedom of the Seas
I danced on the promenade, in the piano bar, in my room, on the dance floor, at the casino, and on a catamaran. Played put put, played in the kiddie pool, decorated gingerbread houses, played blackjack, craps, roulette, and trivia, went to the library, dove into the book return, ate steak, ate more steak, ate lobster, ate fish, ate johnny rockets, ate pizza, ate more pizza, and ate a crepe. Drank wine/pina colodas/beer/vodka in our room, in the dining room, at the top of the ship, at the front of the ship, at the casino, at the piano bar, in st. maarten, in st. thomas, and in the library. Went to Midnight Mass, saw an ice skating show, did the bunny hop, sang Oklahoma AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS, met a very nice blackjack dealer from South Africa, accepted a marriage proposal from said dealer, arranged my dowry with my dad, and took a yoga class. Got a tan, got a sunburn, got a hangover. Slept like a baby. Slept like a kid on Christmas Eve (oh wait, that was on Christmas Eve). Played, and fell, in the waves at St. Thomas and St. Maarten, and rocked, and fell, with the waves on the ship. Bought presents, received presents, gave presents, decorated stockings, Christmas trees, our state room, and braided Santa's beard. Sang carols, sang the Beatles, sang Frank Sinatra, sang Elton John, and sang Oklahoma (see above). Lost money, won money, lost more money, didn't care because I was flirting with aforementioned blackjack dealer. Gambled with my dad, partied with Uncle Mike, speculated about the fuel consumption of the ship with Curtis, made the rounds with Ashley, shopped with my mom (and for her), laughed with Aunt Sheri (and at her), played with Macy, danced with Katy, took pictures, made memories, and really and truly Joyrode for Jesus...and had the very best time of my life just spending time with my family, enjoying the Christmas spirit, and celebrating the true reason for the season :)
I returned home on Sunday to sea legs and the flu. But, I'm back in business, and I still have one day left to make merry in December. Off to Austin tomorrow for NYE 2010. As evidenced by the last thirty days, it should be, no doubt, quite an eventful affair.
Hope your holidays were as happy as mine, and happy new year to you all!
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Eleven years have passed since I saw JK Rowling on Rosie. A lot has changed (including Rosie). Today, the novelty of Harry Potter is gone. I know every character, every place, most of the spells, and how the story ends. Nonetheless, last night at the Midnight premiere of the Deathly Hallows Part One, my heart was pounding as the movie opened with the meeting of the Death Eaters at Malfoy Manor. I cried when certain sad things happened that I don't want to give away for those of you who I am still holding out will one day pick up the books. I laughed at Fred, George, and Ron. I clenched my fists and held my breath and even screamed a bit...on the inside. Harry gets me every time, and the Deathly Hallows Part One was NO EXCEPTION.
With all of the books published, and only one movie premiere left, there isn't much left to discover in the amazing world of Harry Potter. But, for me, there is still nothing better in the world than a day spent just enjoying the greatness that is Harry. I may be hallucinating (I'm so tired today because I am an old woman who can't stay up past 11:00 pm on a weeknight), but I still feel the same magic I felt when I opened that first book at the recommendation of Rosie O'Donnell in 1999. And, I am having yet another amazing day because of it. Everyone, do yourself a favor and go see Deathly Hallows, or rent any HP movie, or better yet, start reading the books. Rosie O'Donnell and I both promise, you will not regret it.
I love the boy who lived,
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
The home is suffering from a damaged bathroom sub floor. The source of this damage was a leaking AC that was fixed in early October, but left a lovely little reminder known as: water damage. The story goes like this: I decided to get new tile. I went to Home Depot, and picked out new tile. Then I scheduled it to be installed. A plumber came out and unhooked my toilet. He put the toilet in my bath tub and planned to come back the next day to take it out. The tile guys arrived. They tore out my old tile. They found a very large section of rotted sub floor. They couldn't put in the tile. The toilet remained in the tub. Two contractors, one plumber, and one insurance adjuster later...I am now scheduling to have my tub removed, my sub floor replaced, my entire tub surround replaced, new baseboard put in, and, you guessed it, new tile. Hopefully, this will all be done by Turkey Day. Most likely, it will not be done till Christmas. Just kidding, but not really, I'm a pessimist. What have I learned from this? The showers at lifetime fitness aren't that bad. And, I really love my home insurance.
Do painted nails make you happy? ME TOO... BUT are you sick and tired of your nail polish chipping 3 days after your manicure? ME TOO. It wasn't hard to talk me into paying 15 more dollars for my manicure to have the "Shellac" process. What is this process you ask? I am going to tell you.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
I love vests. You would think I was a hunter, I wear so many vests. I was driving to work today, in my vest, and I started thinking about my obsession with the vest. I feela little manly loving vests so much, but I have to remind myself that the vest is no longer just a part of the 3-piece suit. (Can I say the word vest one more time? I am on my OWN nerves right now.)
If you are still reading, I promise to limit my “vest” term usage from here on out…if possible. Here are some vest trends I am loving.
The Fur Vest. I DIE:
Rachel Zoe made a name for the faux-fur vest while keeping PETA happy the entire time. Her faux fur vests sell for under $100 on the QVC website/network.
The Puffer Vest. Another favorite of mine. Let’s say you had a few too many and some late night food the night before? Put on a puffer. Not only will you hide your bloat,you will still look stylish and you most definitely will be comfy. Oh dear, now everyone knows my “puffer wearing” secret. Next time you see me in a puffer, please don’t automatically assume I ate/drank too much:
The $425 Moncler Puffer. Most recently, Sarah Jessica Parker was seen cruising the streets of Manhattan with this on. My body needs this:
Gold Puffer, by GAP
The coolest vest. My favorite, and on my body today:
Isn’t this the best?
Ron Burgundy can have lamp, because I LOVE VEST. Hope your holidays are full of cheer and maybe a new vest or two.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
I was going to hold off on posting this message, due to the nature of it's content and the fact that it may be old news, but I feel as though it's my civic duty. I have a public announcement to make: Mimi, formerly known as MARIAH CAREY, has a new CD out: "Merry Christmas II You" is now in stores.
Friday, October 29, 2010
I am rounding up week 2 of my fabulous new job that has kept me out of Addison for a solid month. Yes, it is great. I even got to spend two weeks on Spring Break travelling to Edmond and Austin for ACL Fest and sleeping everyday till Noon. You can't beat that.
I don't have anything particularly amazing to talk about today. I am currently frustrated by several things (namely politics and the likes of Sarah Palin and the Tea Party), but have chosen not to air those grievances here. You can thank me later.
This weekend promises to be fun and spirited (pun intended). I love Halloween (sometimes). This year should prove to be particularly special as I get to spend it celebrating the upcoming nuptials of one of my dearest friends and her wonderful fiance. I love spending time with my wonderful friends :)
I don't have much else to say, but I promise to be around more in the future. I know you can't get enough of me.
Rhonda, I hope you are wearing sunscreen in Mexico.
Jamie, good luck tomorrow! Run like the wind!
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Trying to visualize what you would look like Gisele Bundchen sized? (probably a little shorter, but just as thin, of course) Well, I have the tool for you:
Monday, October 11, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
I woke up late this morning, but didn't rush. I got ready, sent some emails and tidied up a bit before I put Paul in his kitchen and headed up to Addison. I'm going on very little sleep, but a great deal of excitement, because this weekend Oklahoma and Texas converge on the Cotton Bowl in Dallas, and I can already smell the Fletcher's wafting all the way up here to Addison from Fair Park. Red lipstick, waxy beers, shit-talking, the aforementioned Fletcher's corn dogs, pocket shots, amazing friends, the fair, and OKLAHOMA FOOTBALL will all come together this Saturday for what many of us consider to be the best day of the year. Sorry Santa, it is even more exciting than waiting for you to stuff our stockings on Christmas. It is OU/TX, and it is only five days away. This year we are ripe for a Sooner victory. So, I say this with every ounce of my being and more wholeheartedly than I have said it before this year (because there is a lot of truth to it after this past Saturday, thanks Bruins): BOOMER SOONER...TEXAS SUCKS!!!!!!!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
I love you Rhonnie C. Good luck in OKC :)
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
1. Lady Gaga – I could have told you that one. Nobody better show up with fresh meat.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
We arrived in the Windy City on Friday morning. First on the to-do list: Shopping. We stayed on Michigan Avenue, so getting around to the stores was very easy. We lunched at Ralph Lauren Café- and I highly recommend this cute little place. It was the cutest/peppiest café, and it was quite tasty… but one Bellini led to two Bellini’s… which led to a broken glass and Bellini all over our table. (moms) Beware if you use their restroom. To use the restroom, you must go down an elevator which opens on both sides. I did not realize this, and all of a sudden someone came up behind me- I screamed to the top of my lungs. Thankfully, I could warn my traveling partner (mom) before she entered.
Friday was filled with more shopping and the John Hancock Signature Room. There’s nothing like $15 drinks and a view off the 96th floor. I am not even being sarcastic when I say, I think the high priced drinks are worth the view. Saturday evening was spent consuming more food at Giordano’s Pizza. After a few beers, and 4-inch thick pizza, I wobbled back to our hotel room.
Then came the dropping of temperatures. Whoever told me that I would be fine in summer clothes in a cardigan should have to pay my Gap bill. Wind picked up, and temperatures dropped. We had to invest in new, warmer clothes while we were there. Trying to be efficient, we purchased sweat shirts that were on sale… but the sweat shirts were the same…..
Saturday, we woke up, put on matching sweatshirts, and headed for the Architectural Boat Tour. Another one of those things that I think are a MUST DO. I learned so much on this 90 minute boat ride. This tour guide knew his stuff. It was cold, but it was worth it. And if you are thinking about going- you can drink on the boat. It was 9am, and I was cold, so I opted for a Pumpkin Spice Latte.
After the boat tour- it was CHICAGO CUBS time. GO CUBS GO. My mom and I are not the biggest sport enthusiasts, but there’s nothing like a Cubs game. It’s just a staple when you go to Chicago. The stadium is so unique and such an experience. Hot dogs and beer led to souvenir shopping, one of my favorite pastimes.
Saturday afternoon was spent doing a little more shopping- by Saturday evening, we were both worn thin. We went to dinner at “Bandera,” which is owned by the group as “Houston’s.” It was much like Houston’s, so it was great comfort food.
Sunday, we woke up and hit the streets of Chicago once again- first on the to do list- go see the BEAN. I have always wanted to see the Bean, but when I finally saw it, I wasn’t as excited as I thought I would be. It was kind of one of those things- “my aunt went to Chicago but all I got was this lousy t-shirt” kind of moment. I went all the way to Chicago and I only took 2 pictures at the Bean. We did a little more sightseeing and headed on home.
It was a great weekend, and I was the ultimate tourist- I had my Chicago book in one hand, and my “to do” list on the other. I know I am leaving a ton of the weekend out, but I have had a big weekend since Chicago….and maybe, just maybe, lost a few brain cells.
Back to work.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
And guess what, I WON!
They are called “Brookies.” They are 1 part brownie, and one part cookie. You see, you make a box of brownies, and then you make the cookie dough. (must let dough chill) When you go to roll the dough, you use a larger than normal amount (about ½ cup of dough). You make an indention in the center of the cookie dough and insert a baked brownie in the center. (1” x 1” cube will do) After the brownie has been inserted in the center, you pull the dough over the entire brownie, so it’s hidden in there. Only 6 will fit to a pan, but since you are using so much dough, you will probably only have 2 pans worth.
The end result: HEAVENLY.
What could make it better? A scoop of Vanilla Blue Bell Ice Cream and some hot fudge. I would suggest using this cookie recipe for the dough- it never fails me: (can use any brownie box recipe)
(Recipe may be halved):
And the rumors are not true- the “Cookie Monster” still eats cookies- but now, he eats his fruits and veggies first, and then divulges in the cookie. But I have to tell you, after watching that new workout show on Bravo last night- I don’t want a cookie. (I think I am lying) It took the contestant a long time to burn off 2 cookies.
Hope the “Brookies” are a success in your home. And yes, I feel a little fatter after this post.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
September 2, 2010, or 09.02.10. Today I can't help but think about Brandon, Brenda, Dylan, Kelly, Donna, David, Steve, and Andrea. I miss the 90s. I bet Kelly Taylor doesn't, she had a lot more problems then. Has anyone ever wondered how so many weird/bad things could happen to one person? Even in tv land she went through a lot. I always admired her though. She always bounced back. And, in the end, Kelly was the only one with a big part on the new CW version of 90210. I guess girls who have drug problems, stalkers from rehab, are assaulted in an alley, and even dabbled in a cult can turn out alright. In fact, she is a counselor at West Bev helping all of those super skinny kids with their problems. I bet she is really good at it too, you know, because she has been there done that. You know what this gives me? Hope. Here's to you original cast of 90210. New cast, you aren't as important...yet.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Permanent markers smell good too…but today, I would like to focus on Play-Doh. When I was a child, I got really upset when children would mix the Play-Doh colors. (That was probably the start of my OCD.) Looking back, it seems like the Play-Doh tools never really worked very well. Bits and pieces would always get broken off and usually land under my fingernails. I was more of a roller. Just making some worms or my favorite- making some sort of a sculpture or tree ornament and having the Play-Doh dry overnight. Voila, you have your own pottery sculpture.
It seems like I am not the only one in the world who enjoys the smell of Play-Doh. Demeter Fragrance Library has actually bottled the smell into a perfume. (or is it parfume?) “The 1-ounce, spray bottle fragrance is meant for highly-creative people, who seek a whimsical scent reminiscent of their childhood.”
If Play-Doh doesn’t do it for you, don’t worry. This company also has scents ranging from Bon Fire to Gin and Tonic!
Today, when times get rough, I will take to my can of Play-Doh. There will be no sculpture building in this can – it’s all for stress relief.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
It started in April, a little earlier this year than last. It really is just a slight hankering at that point. Something that I just can't shake. It grew a little bit more over the summer as the buzz heated up. Oddly, the World Cup caused it to spike. I love team spirit. Still, no adequate satisfaction could be found. July was a little less painful, because I had other things to think about, but it's August now, August 19, to be exact, and I have got it, BAD. Is it the heat or just the close proximity to the best part of any Sooner fan's life? It has dominated my weekend plans for the next three months, my email chains, my desktop wall paper, my internet shopping, my blog posting, and my daydreaming mind that just can't quite focus like it used to because, friends, it is only 16 days until Sooner football begins and my favorite time of year arrives. The fall is coming. Get me to Norman as fast as you can.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
You may have heard the buzz - Urban Outfitters has a t-shirt out on the market that simply says, “Eat Less.” With t-shirts that say, “WTF,” and “Drink, Drank, Drunk,” on their website, I don’t know why this is causing such a ruckus. Maybe we do need to be reminded to eat less… unless you are that America’s Next Top Model contestant that has the smallest waist- she needs to be reminded to eat.
It is scary to see what our world is coming to, and it’s evident with shows like the “Biggest Loser,” “15 and Overweight,” and “The Largest Man Living,” on TLC. How did we get so fat? Every other commercial is for Jenny Craig or the “Shake-It.” (which I can’t believe I haven’t given into)
In my opinion, the t-shirt really doesn’t bother me. There are some days, I need to be reminded to eat less. On the other hand, a young girl struggling with body image could really take the message as hurtful. I think it all comes with age. Wherever you lean on this message, please know that the T-shirt was removed from their website but still available in stores…but in mostly larger sizes. I can’t help but let out an evil giggle about the size situation.
Breaking News: Danielle will not be on the 3rd season of Jersey Housewives. While she refutes those claims, I think it’s true. That woman needs psychological help, and I only hope her crazy ways don’t affect her children. And I need to get away from the TV and stop watching these catty woman. If you do watch the Jersey season- have you noticed that Jacqueline is always in scenes where she’s eating? Poor thing. Nobody looks good eating.
I don’t watch the show, but I have been on quite a few email chains lately about how men treat people at work. And it doesn’t even have to be men- more like “how superiors treat others at work.” For example, my friend’s co-worker sends her emails that say “PPO.” PPO? (Please print out.) Thank goodness they say please, but the person she is printing the paper out for, sits next to the printer. WTH.
I was thinking this morning how much nicer the world will be in several years when my generation is running the world. Gone will be the stuffy superior days and the PPO messages. A workforce revolution is going on in my head. Unfortunately, we will probably always have to battle the “office whistler.” If I ever own a company, I will have a no whistling policy...and a "no food in the breakroom" policy. (don't even get me started on that)
All this talk about food makes me hungry for lunch. The state fair and football season are right around the corner. What does this mean? Corny dog, red clothes, and lots of socializing. I am so over this 100 degrees BS.
And you wonder why I have been an absent writer? Read above. I am lost for words this week. Blame it on the heat.
Stay cool you little monsters.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
You may not know this, but your favorite WWandGS contributors have other things in common besides just our love of white wine and glow sticks, we also love books, mystic tan, pizza, Mystic Pizza, Kevin McCallister, Tony Danza, and SOUVENIRS. Last night, WWandGS attended our annual professional sporting event, a tradition we began in 2009. Basically, it goes like this, Rhonda and Sarah attend some kind of game together and buy a bunch of crap. Last year, we went to a Cubs game, tickets courtesy of Rhonda. At the game we both had hot dogs and lots of beer. After the game, we stopped at not one, but two souvenir shops to make some purchases. We bought koozies, hats, and about four t-shirts each. I believe I even bought a shot glass. We had to lug all of our loot around Chicago for the rest of the afternoon. We also bought a t-shirt for Mary Green at a bar that loved basset hounds. Let's just say, WWandGS had some heavy suitcases on the way home. Sidenote: my suitcase was also loaded down with a mug, bookmark, magnet, round wire-frame glasses, and chocolate frogs from the Harry Potter Exhibition.