Archive for May, 2008
I have not had time to sit down and write an honest to goodness blog, but I have all of these random bits of information that have been floating around in my head, and I want to share them with you all today.
Victoria‘s Secret is the one place it’s okay to yell from the dressing room, “This one is too small! I need a bigger size!” I did a little shopping there last weekend.
Why is it that when I changed my status to Single on MySpace I started getting ads like this?
WTF? Shouldn’t I be getting ads from match.com or something? Someone in Marketing needs to be fired!
The company I work for just hired a coffee service, and we now have Stumptown coffee in our kitchen! You can’t appreciate the gravity of this unless you live in Portland and/or have had the pleasure of tasting Stumptown’s Holler Mountain Blend.
I bought donuts at Albertson’s this morning, and the chatty checker said, “You know these donuts were 49 cents last summer and now they’re 79 cents. For what? It’s sugar and water and…I don’t even know if I would call that dough.” Yeah, what he said.
It cost me $74 to fill up my gas tank yesterday. Fossil fuel dependency sucks.
The new Indiana Jones movie sucked.
People who park crooked and take up more than one spot in the parking garage suck!
I recently bought my daughter a boring backpack. She asked me to decorate it. Her first request was a dragonfly. I did that with a Sharpie. Not bad!
The Rose Festival Fun Center is probably going to be the people-watching highlight of my week this week. I’m bringing a camera with me on my lunch-hour stroll next week. Carnie blog coming!
Why is it that I can find all of my ugly jeans, but my two favorite pairs are nowhere to be found?
I went wine tasting with my friend Julian last weekend. My favorite was the Macbeth’s Three Witches hard cider. Yes! We found a hard cider tasting room! The pictures are from Bethel Heights.
A man, who shall remain a mystery, brought me some beautiful flowers and took me out to a nice dinner on Tuesday night. :^)
John Breen rocks The Liberators! (an improv comedy group). They are all extremely talented.
The Janet and The Nick joined me for the show.
Random comments please. :^)
Murphy’s Law states that if anything can go wrong it will. Now I’m not saying that everything went wrong in the past week, but I’m saying that Murphy was certainly following me around for a while!
Last Thursday, Friday and Saturday it was pretty hot here in Portland, especially for this time of year. It was upwards of 95 all three days, and I was loving it until…
My automatic sprinkler system quit. I knew the heat was coming, so I asked my gardener (way ahead of time) to come open the valves, flip the switches, and whatever else it is he does. He sent one of his guys to do it, but he didn’t test it before he left. When the heat came I was out front watering with buckets because the sprinklers wouldn’t come on!
My sprinklers finally got fixed on Monday (clogged valves and leaks), just in time for the rain! I woke up Tuesday morning, looked out my bedroom window at the rain, and noticed my sprinklers were on. Great timing.
Saturday was my daughter’s 10th birthday party. I was at the Oaks Park roller rink with 12 kids, in 95-degree heat, and no air conditioning. We skated in that sweat box for three hours. Every time you stopped you just started dripping, so everyone just kept going until it was time to leave. (Oh, and I ran seven miles earlier in the day, because I didn’t realize I’d be skating in a sauna all afternoon! DOH!)
Oh, I discovered last Saturday (AFTER we got back from roller skating in the 95-degree heat) that my ice maker was not making ice. Of course I discovered this right before dinner when I had five tired sweaty little girls begging me for ice water. I tried the usual technique of chipping away little bits of ice that had built up on the tray, but no luck. My friend Leslie ended up bringing over a bag of ice that night.
I finally unclogged the ice maker (with the heat from a hair dryer) on Sunday, when it was a mere 60 degrees.
Let’s see, what else…
I had a really big audition today, and when I say big I mean big name product and a $5000 pay day. I ventured out at lunch to grab a salad and it started raining. Of course I was no where near an awning at the time, so my lovely curls lost their will to live by the time I got back to the office, and I went to my audition this afternoon with flat hair. C’est la vie.
But the good news is the company I work for moved into these bitchin’ new digs downtown. We’re in this old refurbished building, hardwood floors, high ceilings, red brick walls, lots of windows and skylights. It’s like working in a cool loft somewhere. I love it! I feel like I’m working in some über cool ad agency in New York or something.
My cubicle in the foreground
The view from my cubicle (that’s the CEO’s cubicle in the foreground but he’s always traveling)
The grafitti I look at when I’m sitting in my cubicle (There was a company that made basketball shoes in this space before us). the cool wall art is everywhere.
Did Murphy visit you this week?
Cheers to my friend Jim for letting me crash a birthday party at his house on Saturday afternoon. The champagne, wine, barbecued chicken, the company, and the cupcakes from Saint Cupcake were all divine.
Jeers to the grass seed that’s making me miserable right now. Cheers to the Canadian pharmacy that sells me 90 tabs of Zyrtec for $19.95 when the pharmacies here want $24.95 for 30 tabs.
Cheers to my running buddies Janet, Jean, Pamela, and Debbie for running the Hippie Chick Half Marathon with me on Saturday morning.
Cheers to Jean for passing on her iPod to me when she finished the quarter marathon. I discovered at the start of the race that my iPod was totally wiped clean. No music for the first seven miles! Ugh!
Jeers to the Hippie Chick race organizers who thought that serving Cinnabon cinnamon rolls at the end of the race was a good idea. WTF? In the same booth as Jamba Juice!!!
Cheers to my friend Steve for coming over and cooking a fabulous curry last night. Cheers to Leslie for bringing dessert. Good friends. Good times.
Jeers to the old geezers at the FLDS’s Yearning For Zion Ranch in Eldorado, Texas, who think it’s their God given right to force underage underage girls to marry them.
Jeers to Time Magazine for publishing this cover before some of us even have a chance to vote. Way to make people feel like they have a voice.
Cheers to MIPO (Micro-enterprise Inventors Program of Oregon) for helping minorities and women (me) start businesses. You guys/gals rock!
Any Cheers or Jeers you’d like to add? I’ll be adding more later.