little silly thing for your Friday morning...

Attention Twilight fans! (I refuse to use the term Twi-hard) Or fans of cats!

If you haven't seen this yet...check it out.

It's seriously hilarious.

I will probably be pretty absent from blogging until Sunday or Monday. I am leaving work early today for this training thing then spending the weekend at my parents. K will be in New Jersey visiting his family and going to a Giants game so I am going to hang out with my mom, go Christmas shopping and finish my applications.

Hope you all have lovely weekends!

Christmas Wish List

Exactly two weeks from today it will be Christmas Eve eve, which for me is the absolute last possible shopping day. Going out on Christmas Eve scares me beyond reckoning. I seriously can not believe how close it is to Christmas, I still have a lot of shopping to do. But let's not talk about that...let's talk about what I want this year.

Since hopefully I will be poor and unemployed next year (never thought I would hope for that) I tried to be practical about the things I asked for...and I always like some surprises thrown in too. For some reason almost everything I want is black...Happy Adams Family Christmas. K is just getting me something small because the TV was our main present so this stuff is what I told my mom and Santa that I wanted.

Tory Burch Reva Flats (black with the silver logo)

Since I have bad luck with black flat wearing out I thought it might be time to invest in a quality pair. Reva owners...do they hold up well?

Longchamp “Le Pliage” Tote Bag in black .

I love my large Le Pliage blue tote but it is too big to use as a purse. I have been wanting a simple black purse for a long time.

The Glee CD.

Yes, I said CD. I have an Ipod but I never use it and I think it might have broken. This is just for me to listen to in the car.

New black leggings.

I have a couple pairs now and they are all getting worn out looking.

The 30 day Shred and some weights.

I really need to get on the fit/weight loss train again after Christmas.

What do you want this year?

my worst airport experience

(no this didn't happen to me)

Maybe the cure for writers block is simply writing about it because as soon as I posted it last week the creative juices started flowing (isn't that one of the grossest sounding expressions ever by the way? Something about it just seems nasty.)

That being said I really liked Jenny DB's suggestion to write about my worst airport experience ever. So here we go...although this story is more about getting to the airport.

Because my dad was in the army and we lived all over the place I spent a lot of time on plane, until I was around 9 and we moved back to the East Coast. From then on pretty much my only mode of transportation for trips was car. I have spent waaay too many hours of my life in the car with my family driving from Florida to Massachusetts and everywhere in between. But, that is another story...

I don't think I really had the opportunity or the need to fly again until I was in college. And this event happened one of those times.

My parents and brother were going to drive to Myrtle Beach and visit some relatives during his school spring break then driving to Massachusetts to see my grandparents (see, they love to drive) for Easter. My sister was in her freshman year at Boston College and I was in my senior year of college so I decided to fly up for Easter with them and spent a couple days with her in Boston beforehand.

The plan was for me to drive to the Philadelphia airport from school then fly to Boston and drive back to Philly with my parents after Easter and pick up my car. I had never driven myself to an airport before or even been to the Philly airport so printed out my little mapquest directions and left right after my class.

Everything is going fine until I get into Philly (or wherever the airport actually is.) First of all...there is traffic. My plane is scheduled to leave in like an hour and a half. Then somehow I am completely turned around...there are signs for the airport all around me, tons of those off-site independently run long term parking lots, and planes flying overhead but I can not find the airport.

I call my parents, trying not to panic and ask my dad if he knows his way around this airport at all. They are at a bar in Myrtle Beach...and not so helpful. My mom tells me to ask someone...but everyone wandering around the streets look a bit sketchy.

Somehow I find the airport and head for the long term parking lot...it's full. I had seen the off-site parking lots while lost and set off again to try and find my way back to them. The clock is ticking and I am certain I will miss my plane.

I get to a parking lot, grab my stuff and literally run to the shuttle which is about to pull out. I'm out of breath and about to cry but I have made it. Or so I think...

The check-in goes smoothly but the line for security is absolutely insane. It wraps around almost the whole airport.

Finally I get through and sprint to the gate. I have about 10 minutes before take off, I know I can make it. Then I get to the gate...

The flight was delayed...about 2 hours. Sigh. I get some overpriced food and settled into an uncomfortably airport chair.


While this definitely wasn't the worst thing I have heard of happening to someone at the airport for me I will always remember this day. It's one of those times when I really started to feel like an adult and realized that I could take care of myself.


What's your worst airport experience?

stressing

First of all...my apologies in advance if my commenting is a little sparse today/this week. Work has been crazy so far and I have overtime, then I have to go to a staff meeting at the place where I taught Broadway Babies (kinda awkward since I am not doing anything there at the moment) and I am going to attempt to squeeze in some Christmas shopping after that.

I am also going to get my applications done by this Sunday.

Which brings me to what I am stressing about...

On Saturday I braved the snow to attend an info session for school that is my top choice. It was a good session and I learned a lot as well as had a chance to talk one on one with the director of the program. Now all this time I have been assuming that my undergrad coursework is fine to get into these programs and I won't need to take any extra classes. But the way she was talking made me totally paranoid.

She was reviewing transcripts that day but I didn't have mine with me so I called this morning to see if I could get someone to review it asap. My official transcript is already there which is good but they told me it could take a couple weeks to review! Seriously? Weeks? When she was reviewing them for people that day.

I just am so worried about this...I think on Friday I am going to email her and try to see if I can speed things up.

The other school I attended an info session for said if you went to a liberal arts college and had "core" requirements (which I did) you are probably fine so I was assuming the same thing for every other school.

I could be fine. I just need to know so I can take extra classes asap. Not that I want to do that but I will if I have to.

Sorry if this is rambling and doesn't make sense. I just had to get out my frustration.

puppy's first Christmas

(please note the stunning new TV in the background)

I just like this one...she looks like she is up to no good. Plus it shows off her new-ish haircut. It has grown out a little since then so please don't judge for looking a bit rat-like.

writers block

I think I have blogging writers block. Every time I start a post it comes out lame and I delete it. So I am not sure if that is writers block or just a lack of creativity. Or maybe it is a lack of general excitement right now in my life prompting me to be creative?

My darling boyfriend told me yesterday that I have been "slacking" in my blogging lately (thanks K) so I didn't go home for lunch today in an effort to generate a worthwhile post. It didn't work. I think I am going to create my Christmas list instead to give my mom instead (yea, I still do that)...maybe I will post that?

Do you have an topics I could blog about or questions for me? How do you get ideas for your own blog?

conversations in my apartment

My normal evening routine this fall has been to start cooking dinner around 7 so it's ready when K gets home from class, then we eat in front of the TV (don't judge.)

However, now his classes are done for the semester and he just has a finals this Thursday night and next Thursday night so we are both home in the evening and can hang out, drink some wine and talk while I cook dinner.

This extra time together (and the wine) leads to some very deep conversations about truly fascinating subjects. Like this one...

Me: If Hanna were a Disney princess, which one would she be?

K: Xena, Warrior Princess. Because she is a little warrior girl.

Me: Xena isn't a Disney princess, so she can be Mulan, she was a warrior...although Mulan wasn't technically a princess.

K: She can be Nala, she became the queen right?

Me: I'm not sure Nala normally is considered a princess either, because she is a lion. You know...she probably was actually Simba's sister and his wife. Mufasa was the only male lion at Pride Rock.

K: Yea, there is only one male lion who mates with all the females.

Me: Maybe her father was actually Scar?

K: Mufasa never should have let Scar stay around he should have kicked him out and prevented the fratricide.

At this point I started singing "Be Prepared," and went back to chopping up green peppers...

We are so weird.