Bet You Thought This Was LOOOONG Finished...

Here are a few shots of the tile tub surround I (finally) finished last weekend:






I am very pleased with how it turned out. Now if only I could find a tub spout I like (that fits) to replace the "rustic" one that I currently have. (See second pic).

Me in Full Leathers? Horror!

How much do I love my boy? Lots! For all of the things he does that makes me shake my head, I truly adore that guy.

Several weeks ago, he asks me if I wanted this: the Ducati Monster.


M'what?

Where the heck did that come from?

He scoffed when I told him I wanted this:



How cute is the Gap Crazy Stripe Vespa?

So he tells me that he thinks it would be cool for me to get a motorcycle and ride with him. I wouldn't have been more surprised if he had asked me to become a stripper. Not to mention the thought had never crossed my mind to have a motorcycle.

This continued over the course of several days with him picking my brain as to my enthusiasm of having a bike. One night he says, "On a scale of 1 - 10, how interested are you in having a bike?" My answer, "Um, 2?"

See, here is how the whole motorcycle thing has gone in our house. Lovey had a bike (which I loved, not that I don't love the current on) when we first met. I would hear him pulling into the parking lot and watch him (through the blinds) come around the corner to the apartment.

For all of the time we've been together, it's been this way: He goes riding with his friends on Sunday afternoons; I go to TJ or Marshalls or Target or deep-condition/exfoliate. It's his guy day and my girl day.

Never would I have thought to try to invade this guy inner sanctum. Bikes are his thing; shopping is mne. But the more I thought about it, the more flattered that I became. How cool is it that he wanted me to ride with him? That he wanted me to be a part of that part of his life? Like I said, I love that boy.

I still don't want a bike though....Unless I can have a helmet with shoes on it.

So Nice, We Celebrated Thrice

So last year was a "pretty big" birthday year. I turned 40. Luckily, I'm told 40 is the new 30 so....great, I guess. It wasn't such a big deal really. Last year, I made my birthday An Event for myself. I decided that I would buy treat myself to a gift for each of the seven days leading up to the big day. And I succeeded admirably!

I decided this year that I should continue the tradition. Here are a few of the things I want this year:

The J. Crew Metallic Distressed Mary Jane
These stupid shoes sat in the Sale section of the J.Crew website for months, and of course, they are no longer there. Buzzards. Found them, of course, on ebay. Auction ends tomorrow. Damn the price! It's my birthday!


A pair of Adirondack Chairs
Not exactly this pair, but close. I want to paint them Charleston Green and put them on the back patio after I get the 16 x 16 slate tiles put down. Oops! Did I just say that? About my next project? Sorry, Lovey! You had to find out eventually...


Dooney + Bourke Tiger Bag
Cute, huh? But I'm way too cheap, and I so want other things more, LIKE:


Vera Wang Flower Princess Lotion
I bought myself the perfume a few weeks ago. So summery! If all goes according to my evil plan, I will have this this afternoon after work. While motorcycle boys are away, motorcycle wives will spend $$$.


Matchbox 20 Exile On Mainstream
I can't help myself. I love these guys. I must have the new CD.

Bath and Body Works Aromatherapy Sleep line
Part of the reason I love my new bathtub. The scent is Vanilla Lavender and is heavenly! This Dream Bath in particular is bubbly and pleasantly scented at the same time. Wish I was there right now actually.


OPI Black Cherry Chutney
So what if it's summer? I can still wear deep purple polish.

The best part of my birthday this year is that I am off, not working, out of the office, gone for the day, leave me alone!!! Dogs willing, I'm going to sleep late and do absolutely nothing if I want to. Surely there is some girl movie I haven't seen yet...

Open Letter to Fast Food Restaurants in the Greater Charleston Area

Dear Fast Food Employee:

When I come to your drive-thru this week (oh-ho! especially this week) and order a chicken sandwich (today I mean you Burger King), do not DO FREAKIN' NOT say "What kind of chicken sandwich? We got a bunch of 'em".

Because, dearest greasy-haired worker, I SHOULD NOT HAVE TO SAY THE ORIGINAL CHICKEN SANDWICH!!! IF I HAD FREAKIN' WANTED A TENDERCRISP OR A FREAKIN' TENDERGRILL, I WOULD HAVE ORDERED A FREAKIN' TENDERCRISP OR A FREAKIN' TENDERGRILL.

Any more questions? Have a nice day.

C'mon, Southern Sister

Hasn't it been at least a year since my little Southern Sister, Britney, did this?


Shouldn't her real hair be long enough by now to stop this nonsense????


I mean, c'mon, Brit, your real hair has to (HAS TO) look better than these Sally Beauty hair extensions. Mom and Dad have your conservatorship. Shouldn't they have control over this, too? My god, Jaime Spears, DO something. I'm just sayin'.

Really? Really?

Wow...my gaydar needs adjusting apparently. Today, I read that Wentworth Miller of Prison Break.....this guy


is gay. Huh.....he's a cute enough guy. No Kevin McKidd (my Get One Free) or anything.

At least he's dating this guy:


This guy is Luke McFarlane (a cousin maybe?). He is currently on Brothers and Sisters, but I first saw him on Over There (a little watched, hence cancelled, show about the war). What a cutie he is!


Aw....no wonder single girls can't find a good guy! All the gay guys have already found them!

I'm going to go hug Lovey right now and tell him how much I appreciate him.

Me Likey Right Now

It has indeed been a while. I've been BIZZIE with company (annual Spring Home Invasion - yes, there are stories - no, you won't read them here) and work (yick! IF I start, I won't shut up about it) and stuff (like my Very Special Blog to come if I can convince myself to put one of my most embarrassing days in writing. E - I blame you especially after our conversation last week). Happy thoughts.....happy thoughts....

Here's what take me to my Happy Place right now:

Blue Bell Centennial Cupcake Ice Cream



The description:
Centennial Cupcake Ice Cream is a delicious cake batter ice cream with pieces of yellow cake, a chocolate icing swirl and four-leaf clover sprinkles. Yeah, it's that good.


Enchanted


If you talk about it long enough, he will rent it. This is how we came about watching this last night. What a cute movie! So Disney in a good way! And Lovey even laughed in places.

Such A Pretty Fat


I LOVE that I don't have to wait that much longer for this book to come out! I've already pre-ordered from Amazon! Sniff! I've missed you, sista!

I so almost forgot this:

The Rakku


It's a carnival ride for shoes! It would be the least I could do for them since they bring me so much joy!