I have my mirror! I have my mirror! Thanks to a willing husband and a 20% off coupon, I have my mirror for my bathroom. I convinced him to drive 20+ miles (out of his way) to the Mall of Georgia to Restoration Hardware. I so owe him all sorts of favors for that. Maybe that's why he did it, hmmm..... All total, we saved almost $100 on the mirror. Woo-hoo!
Of course, the vanities are on back order until the 15th - of FEBRUARY. We won't even discuss my reaction when they tried to give me the floor model. Child, please! Yeah, that's why I got in my car and drove to your store on the coldest, rainiest day of the year (ok, so I got to wear my wellies) and ordered the stupid vanities in the first place. So I could get the scratchy, beat up one off the floor.
1.29.2008
1.23.2008
1.22.2008
Is This Where We Are?
First of all, I want to say how badly I feel right now for the family of Heath Ledger. I feel for his parents who lost a son; I feel for Michelle Williams, his ex-whatever, because I know she is feeling such sorrow right now for someone she probably still loves. I especially feel for their daughter, Matilda, who will never remember or know her father as she grows up.
That being said, HOW DOES FOX NEWS LEAD WITH THIS STORY? Yes, it is unfortunate that a young man with such artistic potential passed away when there was many great things ahead for him. But, seriously, people - this is an election year - one candidate dropped out of the race today and two other candidates played "I know you are but what am I?" last night in Myrtle Beach. There is still a war going on in Iraq, although I'm not sure judging by tonight's news broadcasts.
You know, I would expect this from E! (Don't be mad. You know I still love you you guys) or Entertainment Tonight. I just truly wonder where our heads are that this is the lead story, "Breaking News" even (!) on channel 10 in Columbia, SC. I'm a media whore, I'll admit it - I click 20 times a day on Mamapop.com (I still love you, too)- I'm just a little depressed about the state of the country right now. It was 7:11 PM on Shepard Smith before anything other than a retrospective of Heath Ledger's life and death was presented.
Don't worry, I'll get over it and probably be snarky again by tomorrow.
R. I. P. Heath.
That being said, HOW DOES FOX NEWS LEAD WITH THIS STORY? Yes, it is unfortunate that a young man with such artistic potential passed away when there was many great things ahead for him. But, seriously, people - this is an election year - one candidate dropped out of the race today and two other candidates played "I know you are but what am I?" last night in Myrtle Beach. There is still a war going on in Iraq, although I'm not sure judging by tonight's news broadcasts.
You know, I would expect this from E! (Don't be mad. You know I still love you you guys) or Entertainment Tonight. I just truly wonder where our heads are that this is the lead story, "Breaking News" even (!) on channel 10 in Columbia, SC. I'm a media whore, I'll admit it - I click 20 times a day on Mamapop.com (I still love you, too)- I'm just a little depressed about the state of the country right now. It was 7:11 PM on Shepard Smith before anything other than a retrospective of Heath Ledger's life and death was presented.
Don't worry, I'll get over it and probably be snarky again by tomorrow.
R. I. P. Heath.
1.20.2008
Too Much Information....about my Remodel
This is what started it:
This is my, um, "garden" tub in my master bathroom. Not sure if "garden" is French for "does not cover knees even when filled to the rim", but surely it has to in some language.
I love (LOVE!) baths! I mean really, I "Puffy Pink Heart" Baths. I love coming home from work, pouring a glass of wine, shuffling the songs on the ipod and washing the day of work off of me. Especially Mondays.
So, for my big 4-0, my husband says, "I want to get you a new tub for your birthday". Wha? Weird! Then I realize that is probably one of the sweetest things he has ever suggested. Because he understands my little ritual. I, of course, do not want a tub for my birthday, because, really? It sounds strange, sort of. My best friend's husband sent her to Charleston for her 40th where we stayed in the Francis Marion, got spa treatments and didn't worry about anything beyond where we would find our next great meal. It's kind of weird to answer "OH, what did your husband give you for your birthday?" with "A new tub". Soooo close to giving something with a cord.
Fast forward to refinancing our house. We get additional money to - wait for it - remodel my bathroom. Yeessss!
But after everything, the cheap in me comes out. It would cost soooo much for a new tub. Not the tub itself - the installation, the re-positioning of the plumbing, the getting the stupid thing upstairs! Ugh! I decide I can live with my knees sticking out of the water. Damn this being cheap!
Anyway, after several incarnations of my mind, I come up with THE plan for the new bath.
Let's start with pictures of the "BEFORE":
The peel and stick Tiffany window is so done. The window will now be covered with white plantation shutters.
and the second, "Ew!
If circa 1993 is vintage, I have the vintage bath. Complete with the little vanity area where you sit and put on your make-up every day - if you're on Desperate Housewives or if you are a Stepford Wife, you know, like Katie (Kate) Holmes.
So I decide to integrate the new bath with our bedroom:
The king size bed is the best thing ever! I digress: the bathroom will be painted the same color and the vanities will look like the furniture:
Two of these together with a white countertop with new brushed nickel faucets. The mirror, after weeks of searching, is this one:
Restoration Hardware, you are the schnizzle! Excellent customer service, too!
So, Lovey and I are also going to install the new ceramic tile:
Pray for us, people! Lovey is not known for his patience. This remodel is either going to be a great bonding experience or grounds for divorce. I hope for the former. :) Stay tuned for more details and updates. Should be interesting. Til then, K
This is my, um, "garden" tub in my master bathroom. Not sure if "garden" is French for "does not cover knees even when filled to the rim", but surely it has to in some language.
I love (LOVE!) baths! I mean really, I "Puffy Pink Heart" Baths. I love coming home from work, pouring a glass of wine, shuffling the songs on the ipod and washing the day of work off of me. Especially Mondays.
So, for my big 4-0, my husband says, "I want to get you a new tub for your birthday". Wha? Weird! Then I realize that is probably one of the sweetest things he has ever suggested. Because he understands my little ritual. I, of course, do not want a tub for my birthday, because, really? It sounds strange, sort of. My best friend's husband sent her to Charleston for her 40th where we stayed in the Francis Marion, got spa treatments and didn't worry about anything beyond where we would find our next great meal. It's kind of weird to answer "OH, what did your husband give you for your birthday?" with "A new tub". Soooo close to giving something with a cord.
Fast forward to refinancing our house. We get additional money to - wait for it - remodel my bathroom. Yeessss!
But after everything, the cheap in me comes out. It would cost soooo much for a new tub. Not the tub itself - the installation, the re-positioning of the plumbing, the getting the stupid thing upstairs! Ugh! I decide I can live with my knees sticking out of the water. Damn this being cheap!
Anyway, after several incarnations of my mind, I come up with THE plan for the new bath.
Let's start with pictures of the "BEFORE":
The peel and stick Tiffany window is so done. The window will now be covered with white plantation shutters.
and the second, "Ew!
If circa 1993 is vintage, I have the vintage bath. Complete with the little vanity area where you sit and put on your make-up every day - if you're on Desperate Housewives or if you are a Stepford Wife, you know, like Katie (Kate) Holmes.
So I decide to integrate the new bath with our bedroom:
The king size bed is the best thing ever! I digress: the bathroom will be painted the same color and the vanities will look like the furniture:
Two of these together with a white countertop with new brushed nickel faucets. The mirror, after weeks of searching, is this one:
Restoration Hardware, you are the schnizzle! Excellent customer service, too!
So, Lovey and I are also going to install the new ceramic tile:
Pray for us, people! Lovey is not known for his patience. This remodel is either going to be a great bonding experience or grounds for divorce. I hope for the former. :) Stay tuned for more details and updates. Should be interesting. Til then, K
Philosophy Microdelivery Peel
I've developed this little ritual. I deep condition this mop of a head of hair of mine, then use this Microdelivery Peel. My hair feels like "real" hair and my skin feels as smooth as a baby's bottom. Not that I go around feeling baby's bottoms....anyway.
It takes all of 5 minutes, and I swear I feel like I stole a 20 year old's skin. It's kinda pricey, but it truly makes me feel like a new person.
Get it here:
www.philosophy.com or look it up on ebay. That's where I got mine.
1.13.2008
I Blame The Designers
I can barely even type or concentrate considering I lost a true friend today. The TJ Maxx in North Chuck is closing today. I was traumatized when I pulled up and saw nothing but an empty store with empty racks taunting me like skeletons in a bad horror flick.
I had gone to N. C. this morning to find more towels matching the ones I found yesterday for my new and improved bathroom. (That gets its own special post).
I aimlessly made my way down the strip mall to TJ's cousin, Marshalls. Of course, they didn't have my towel match. Because now I had some time on my hands, what with not having to divide my time between the two stores, I checked out the sales racks while I was there.
As I'm flipping through the pants rack, I come across white cropped Levis - skinny fit- in a size 12. Come on! Designers, what is WRONG with you? Skinny fit - for starters - never should have even come back into style. Unless you are a skin-and-bones pre-pubescent girl (or my assistant manager) you should NOT be wearing skinny jeans. They actually should not be allowed to be produced in a size larger than a 4. It really should be a law. I blame you, designers, for making people who should NOT EVEN LOOK AT SKINNY JEANS think that they, too, can rock this look because "well, they were in my size". I blame you, designers, for making my eyes water when I see people wearing things that clearly would get them a giant black "Don't" bar across their eyes in Glamour magazine. Don't even get me started on low-cut baby doll tops or plus-size built-in bra camisoles.
While I'm on a roll, I've got a bone to pick with you, too, Victoria's Secret. Namely, you sent me - a 40 year old woman - your Swimwear 2008 catalog. What were you thinking, catalog department? Unless one is an alien-mutant like Demi F-ing Moore, one should not purchase bathing suit bottoms with names like "Brazilian Cut" or "Hot Short". I will thank you, however, for carrying DD and larger bras now. Thank you for finally realizing that not all of us can squeeze these things into a cute little B-cup demi bra. Kudos!
I had gone to N. C. this morning to find more towels matching the ones I found yesterday for my new and improved bathroom. (That gets its own special post).
I aimlessly made my way down the strip mall to TJ's cousin, Marshalls. Of course, they didn't have my towel match. Because now I had some time on my hands, what with not having to divide my time between the two stores, I checked out the sales racks while I was there.
As I'm flipping through the pants rack, I come across white cropped Levis - skinny fit- in a size 12. Come on! Designers, what is WRONG with you? Skinny fit - for starters - never should have even come back into style. Unless you are a skin-and-bones pre-pubescent girl (or my assistant manager) you should NOT be wearing skinny jeans. They actually should not be allowed to be produced in a size larger than a 4. It really should be a law. I blame you, designers, for making people who should NOT EVEN LOOK AT SKINNY JEANS think that they, too, can rock this look because "well, they were in my size". I blame you, designers, for making my eyes water when I see people wearing things that clearly would get them a giant black "Don't" bar across their eyes in Glamour magazine. Don't even get me started on low-cut baby doll tops or plus-size built-in bra camisoles.
While I'm on a roll, I've got a bone to pick with you, too, Victoria's Secret. Namely, you sent me - a 40 year old woman - your Swimwear 2008 catalog. What were you thinking, catalog department? Unless one is an alien-mutant like Demi F-ing Moore, one should not purchase bathing suit bottoms with names like "Brazilian Cut" or "Hot Short". I will thank you, however, for carrying DD and larger bras now. Thank you for finally realizing that not all of us can squeeze these things into a cute little B-cup demi bra. Kudos!
1.09.2008
What I Want to Do In 2008.......Not Resolutions
Where the heck did 2001-2007 go anyway?
*Take better care of myself. This encompasses many things: go to the doctor, get all of my baseline vitals, all routine preventative tests - know what I need to work on. Eat better: this sorta means healthier, but really better quality, just maybe less of it if quality means rich. For example, I'm in the SuperWally Sunday buying groceries. Boneless, skinless chicken breasts? Check! Pre-washed baby spinach? Check! Oh! Oh! Oh! Mini-corndogs! Have to have them! Ben & Jerry's Creme Brulee? OR.GAS.MIC! And only 310 calories and 17g of fat in a half cup? A half cup??? WTF? A half a cup is NOTHING! Not even worth starting. This is why these are not resolutions.
*Psych myself up enough to get on a transatlantic flight and visit Italy and maybe even Ireland, because relatively, it's just right there. Because really? Life's way too short to be a chicken shit about stuff like that. Words to live by, I say.
*SIMPLIFY...Where did all of this crap come from???? Geez, it's everywhere! I truly don't need 50% of it. And half is generous! So do I sell it or give it away? The very idea of getting up at 6 AM on a Saturday (or earlier, God forbid!) is repulsive to me. Goodwill, it is! I really don't think Lovey would care as long as it's OUT OF THE HOUSE!!! He's been a trouper to deal with it for this long. Great...now that I sound like a hoarder who needs help from some TLC show rather than the clutterbug that I am....
*Put things in their rightful place immediately... I have a nasty habit of not hanging my clothes up right away at the end of the day. I tend to just pile them up in the closet and hang and arrange everything on Saturday or Sunday afternoon. It's actually kind of cathartic to put everything in its proper (color-coordinated) spot before another busy week.
That's really all I can think of now. Maybe, don't procrastinate since these non-resolutions were not put up until the 9th. Hmmm. Maybe.
I think my friend (or she would be if she lived here and knew who the hell I was) Jen Lancaster put the whole resolution thing the best:
"I resolve to be self-aware enough to spot potential problems within myself and to begin to work on them immediately, without making a public announcement or waiting to start the improvements on an entirely arbitrary date."
Read her blog: it is brilliant. www.jennsylvania.com
*Take better care of myself. This encompasses many things: go to the doctor, get all of my baseline vitals, all routine preventative tests - know what I need to work on. Eat better: this sorta means healthier, but really better quality, just maybe less of it if quality means rich. For example, I'm in the SuperWally Sunday buying groceries. Boneless, skinless chicken breasts? Check! Pre-washed baby spinach? Check! Oh! Oh! Oh! Mini-corndogs! Have to have them! Ben & Jerry's Creme Brulee? OR.GAS.MIC! And only 310 calories and 17g of fat in a half cup? A half cup??? WTF? A half a cup is NOTHING! Not even worth starting. This is why these are not resolutions.
*Psych myself up enough to get on a transatlantic flight and visit Italy and maybe even Ireland, because relatively, it's just right there. Because really? Life's way too short to be a chicken shit about stuff like that. Words to live by, I say.
*SIMPLIFY...Where did all of this crap come from???? Geez, it's everywhere! I truly don't need 50% of it. And half is generous! So do I sell it or give it away? The very idea of getting up at 6 AM on a Saturday (or earlier, God forbid!) is repulsive to me. Goodwill, it is! I really don't think Lovey would care as long as it's OUT OF THE HOUSE!!! He's been a trouper to deal with it for this long. Great...now that I sound like a hoarder who needs help from some TLC show rather than the clutterbug that I am....
*Put things in their rightful place immediately... I have a nasty habit of not hanging my clothes up right away at the end of the day. I tend to just pile them up in the closet and hang and arrange everything on Saturday or Sunday afternoon. It's actually kind of cathartic to put everything in its proper (color-coordinated) spot before another busy week.
That's really all I can think of now. Maybe, don't procrastinate since these non-resolutions were not put up until the 9th. Hmmm. Maybe.
I think my friend (or she would be if she lived here and knew who the hell I was) Jen Lancaster put the whole resolution thing the best:
"I resolve to be self-aware enough to spot potential problems within myself and to begin to work on them immediately, without making a public announcement or waiting to start the improvements on an entirely arbitrary date."
Read her blog: it is brilliant. www.jennsylvania.com
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