pink nostalgia

a green drink

While I was at work yesterday, I just happened to stumble upon this recipe (that's right, it was part of a tax return), and I thought, "Eww, that looks crazy."  And then I thought, "Maybe I should try it."  Naturally.  So I stopped by the grocery on my way home before I could change my mind.

 

 

 

Survey says...ehh.  It seems strange to have a breakfast shake with parsley and spinach in it.  Nevertheless, good enough to drink in the car on my way to work.  I'll try it again minus the ginger and plus a shot of honey.

Happy weekend.  : )

too tired to even listen to music

(but apparently not too tired to blog.)

Usually on my drive home, I listen to the radio.  When I'm tired, I blare a great song that I can really belt it out to, like Taylor Swift's Enchanted, Third Eye Blind's Narcolepsy, or Muse's Uprising.  But when I'm really tired, like tonight when I left work at 9:06 p.m., I don't listen to anything.  It's all I can do to focus on the road and keep my eyes open.  In fact, I yawned SIX times.

But I thought it might be fun to show you what I do listen to.  And then I thought it'd be fun to see how this changes over the course of busy season.  So here's my top 25.

Click on the photo to enlarge.

I feel like I had three more things to say, but they're all gone now.  No idea.

So goodnight!

 

the 29 list

I don't like being 29. 

It's not because it's one year older or one year away from 30.  I don't care about that, although I reserve the right to change my mind at this time next year.  I don't like it because I don't feel any different. 

The last several years have been marked by milestones:

21 - got engaged

22 - graduated and started new job

23 - got married, built a house

24 - bought two new cars

25 - first promotion

26 - studied for CPA exam in self-imposed exile

27 - second promotion, passed CPA exam

28 - CPA certificate, road trip, lots of time with family and friends

I don't foresee many milestones this year.  I might have one or two up my sleeve...or uterus (kidding!).  But I want this year to be different.  I don't want to plod along, particularly because I don't want to look back on this time of life before kids and feel like I wasted it.  I want something to show for it.  Of course, there is certainly something to be said for the intangible progress like building a marital foundation and savings account.  But those aren't as fun to scrapbook.  : )

So, I decided to do what I do best: make a list.

I've always made summer lists, but I didn't really make them into "goals" or actually even work to make them happen (ha!).  I got the idea of an annual list from Kelly Purkey and Elise Blaha.  When I coupled their lists with my sense of pre-offspring urgency, it seemed like a perfect solution for me.

I now present (trumpet blaring: dum dum da du-u-um!)...the 29 list.  29 things that I'd like to do while I'm 29.

 

As I complete each item on the list, I'll post it here, and I'll probably make the whole experience into a mini album (satisfying #4 above :) ) at the end of the year.

 

So here we go.  Embracing 29 and making it memorable.

today has been a Monday

It started in the wee hours of the morning.  I'm not sure that I actually slept at all last night.  And when my alarm sounded at 5:24 a.m.  and turned itself off an hour later, there was nothing keeping  me from sleeping in until 7:00 (yikes!) and being late to work.

Then after cross-referencing, documenting, calculating, notating, etc. for an hour and a half, I accidentally deleted my entire set of workpapers. 

I was trying to work until 8:00 tonight, but I only made it to 6:09.  : /

And on my way home, I was so tired that I missed my exit off of the highway.

But then I came home, ate a huge bowl of guacamole, watched How I Met Your Mother, and finished a page, so I guess it turned out okay.

So here it is.  : )

 
 

Supplies: Patterned paper: Cosmo Cricket. Alphas: The Girls' Paperie. Ticket: SEI. Brads: Sassafrass, Creative Charms. Pen: Sharpie. Sticker: Crate Paper. Punches: Fiskars. Ribbon, cardstock.

If you like what you see, you can pick up the supplies at Crop Paper Scissors.  I just have to figure out how I'm going to drop it off at the store tomorrow as I work late. 

Is it really already 10:12 p.m.?  Aack!

Here's hoping tomorrow isn't a Monday, too.

 

the case of the missing enchilada

So, Sunday, Mom and I made chicken enchiladas for lunch.  Monday and Tuesday nights while I was working late, Dave sent me this text:

I ate one enchilada for dinner tonight.

Dave was asleep when I got home last night, but here was our text conversation today:

Dave: I wanted one enchilada last night!

Angela: What happened?  Should I make another pan?

D: I couldn't find it?

A: Huh.  Maybe Barkley got it.

D: Don't know...pissed off about it!

A: What?!  Pissed off?  How many total enchiladas did you have?

D: Just 2

A: Including lunch on Sunday?

D: 2

A: So 4?

D: It was the ONLY thing I had to look forward to yesterday!!!

A: Really?  Really?!?!?!  What about seeing me????  (Although I do appreciate the compliment on the food.)

D: With you working late and being sick...food is my only comfort

A: Buuuurrrrrrrrn!  Well, I don't know what to tell you.  Talk to Barkley, and if you want, I can make another batch.

D: I guess I will talk with him.

[three hours later]

D: Man...I just really wanted an enchilada last night!

Then tonight at dinner, Dave tells me, "I talked to Barkley.  He said, 'It wasn't me.'  ...I don't know if I believe him."

 

Mystery solved.  ; )

throwback thursday: birthday 1?

I think this may have been my first birthday.  There's a hat, streamers, a balloon, and cake.  But the photo doesn't have a date or description.  Do I look one year old?  In any case, this is my mom and me celebrating a birthday or at least sharing some leftover cake. 

 

We sure look comfy together.  I bet she let me have most of that piece.  : )

 

happy moms' birthday!

Yep, the apostrophe goes after the "s" because it's plural possessive.  (I already know I'm a dork.)  Can you believe that both my mother and mother-in-law have the same birthday?

 

Happy Birthday, Moms!

 

overtime blogging

This is my one-time disclaimer stating now that my overtime season at work is in full swing, my blogging during the next two months will probably be uninspired and sporadic at best.  It's hard to be clever after I've been staring at itemized deductions and working trial balances for eleven hours.  I have a friend who's so busy and works such long hours that she only paints her first three toenails because that's all that show through the peep-toed shoes she wears to work.  That's kind of how I feel, except I'm going to skip the polish all together and vege (yes, that's how you spell it - I looked it up) on the couch instead while my eyes glaze over to a rerun of Veronica Mars.  In short, I'm lowering the bar.

Our house has been a whirlwind this last week!  Twelve chocolate truffles, eleven enchiladas, ten degree weather, eight cold medicines, seven birthday cards, six grocery runs, five movies, four parents, three birthday dinners, two pedicures, and a partridge in a pear tree.  Oh, and my birthday was in there, too.  ; ) 

My mother-in-law took these last Sunday at San Antonio grandma's house.  They're going on a scrapbook page for sure.

 

 

 
What a pair...of monkeys.

Stay tuned for a few birthday related posts.

Night night.

throwback thursday: happy birth [space] day

Since this month is birthday-related throwbacks, I thought it only appropriate to go as far back as I go.

 

Here's me at 8 hours old. 

Thanks, Mom!  : )

Happy Thursday.

i said, "brrrrr! it's cold in here!"

Here are some shots I just took from inside the house, looking out, because like I said, it's cold.  Pretty amazing for Waco.

 
 
 

Seems perfect for the page I just finished.

 
 
 
Supplies: Patterned paper: Girls' Paperie, 7 Gypsies. Alphas: Girls' Paperie. Flowers, brads: Making Memories. Snowflakes: Jolee's.  Bracket: KI Memories. Floss: DMC. Punches: Fiskars. Pen: Sharpie. Buttons, rhinestones.

Get this - the cute felt pocket I used to hold my journaling is a Starbucks gift card holder from two years ago!  Right?!

Alright, I'm settling in to work from home with some Joss Stone and a nice mug of hot cider.

Happy snow day.  : )

throwback thursday: birthday shenanigans

Since my birthday is this month, I thought throwback Thursdays for February should all be birthday themed!

Here's number eight with Mary Kay and Jennifer.  : )

Happy Thursday and happy birthday to my friend Karen!

just stopped

In my haste to embrace my new motto and just start, I just stopped...blogging.  I don't really know what happened other than I just didn't have those blogging gems running through my head like I usually do.  I did develop a nagging twinge of guilt that maybe I was letting someone down which was eventually confirmed by my mother but about 10 days after I expected.  Hmm.

So, here's what's been going on for the last two and a half weeks.

I have a new favorite song.  It's Adele "Rolling in the Deep."  I've listened to it at least 30 times in the last two days.  No joke.  But I only like it really loud.

I'm reading Irene Spencer's "Shattered Dreams."  It's her memoir about her life as a Fundamentalist Mormon and a polygamist's wife.  It's really intriguing.  I already have four people to pass it onto (the book, not polygamy).

I just finished watching the TV series Angel.  I know.  Yes, the one where he's a a vampire.  But he has a soul!  I know.  Here's a snipet from two weeks ago.

Dave: What's going on with that guy?

Me: He has 24 hours to kidnap the baby because he thinks that Angel is going to kill the baby because Holtz has been spiking Angel's blood with the baby's blood so that Angel will get a taste for it and want to eat Connor.  It's the prophesy.  And Lorne just figured out what Wes was doing because he can read people's souls but only when they sing, but he doesn't know why Wes is taking Connor because Wes tackled him first.

Dave: That doesn't make any sense.

Me: How does that not make sense?

Dave has been cooking lots of fresh fish lately.  We've tried orange roughy and trout, but tilapia is the favorite so far.  He does it in the cast iron skillet with a little oil, lemon juice, and various seasonings.

Barkley is in a little bit of a rebellious teenager phase.  He's testing his (our) boundaries, which is strange for him because he's so mild-mannered.  Him and Dave have had lots of talks.

We have lots of family time on the docket.  We visited my grandparents last week, Dave's parents are visiting this week, my parents are visiting next week, and there's a trip to see San Antonio grandma in the mix.

We are also engaging in the annual tax season adjustments.   I started overtime last week, so Dave is taking on more than his share of the housework, and we're being intentional about spending time together and going to bed early.

So, that's the scuttlebutt summary.  Oh, and I'm back on the proverbial blogging horse.

Enough about me - how have you been?