what's in a year?

Where does the time go? Another year ends tonight and it is amazing to me how fast it went by. Not to mention how fast a decade went by, it seems like only yesterday I was dressing up like a Y2K bug to ring in 2000. Ah, memories.

At first glance 2009 doesn't seem like it was really that monumental for me. I still have the exact same job, sitting in the same cubical. I live in the same apartment. I wear the same size jeans (not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing.) I have the same boyfriend, K, who is still awesome, fun, smart and supportive. My family and friends are all still happy, healthy and for the most part in the same place

So here are some of the things that did happen this past year.

I...

-started a blog and "met" some wonderful, funny, witty and creative girls.

-saw co-workers and friends experience getting laid off and unemployment and worried about my own job security.

-discovered that I love visiting wineries.

-witnessed arson and saw several homes burn to the ground.

-visited Boston twice and vacationed at the beach.

-lost some weight.

-gained the weight back.

-had to deal with my car getting badly keyed.

-became a puppy parent. (definitely the best thing about 2009!)

-decided to become a teacher and applied to grad schools.



I am hoping 2010 brings some big changes my way! Happy New Year!

Wishful Wednesday: Santa

I wish Santa would have remembered that Reva flats were on my list!

To be honest I really only got a couple of things off of my list this year, but I was totally cool with that, because I loved all the "surprise presents" I got. I do want a pair of Revas at some point but don't want to spend the money on them when I will *hopefully* be a poor student soon!

Oh well. Someday Revas you will be mine!

the twilight zone

Another Christmas has come and gone and I hope it was wonderful for all of you! Mine was very good...lots of eating, drinking, sleeping and general relaxation. Oh, and getting presents is always nice too! I am definitely not looking forward to going to work tomorrow. I feel like the week between Christmas and New Years is kind of the twilight zone. Minus Edward. Hopefully when I become a teacher and get a winter break the week will still feel like a long holiday like it did when I was in school! Since I started working I have always had to work on New Years so I haven't done anything cool in a couple years but at least this year I will have a three day weekend!

twas the day before the night before Christmas...

Are you ready?

I finished my shopping last night, and all my wrapping is done.

On the agenda for today...get through work (yuck), Dad's birthday celebration at our favorite Mexican restaurant (margaritas), baking cookies with my family (should be fun post-margaritas.)

Tomorrow I have the day off which is hard to swing at my office (I saved up a personal day) so I will be spending the morning making an amazing Christmas tree shaped appetizer (I'll take pictures if it turns out well) and giving Hanna a bath. Then the Christmas festivities will begin!

Woot!

(can you tell I am excited?)

nothing says "happy birthday" like...

telling an embarrassing story about someone...or better yet...posting it on the Internet.

Since today is my dad's birthday here we go.

It needs to be said that my dad is slightly narcoleptic (undiagnosed except by me.) He falls asleep in really weird places and and at strange times. In fact several nights a week he falls asleep on my parents couch in all his clothes and shoes, with the tv on and blanket over his head and sleeps there all night. Just keep that mind for later in the story.

My mom, sister and I had gone out to a movie one summer evening. We got home pretty late and found my dad dead asleep in the family room. He was kneeling on the ground with his upper body flopped onto the couch. Almost like he was trying to get on the couch from the floor and couldn't quite make it.

Used to seeing him sleeping in weird positions (although none as weird as this) we: 1) made sure he wasn't dead. 2) laughed at him. 3) let him sleep...obviously he was tired.

This event conisidended with my parents and their friends minor obsession with the TGI Fridays Mudslide Mix. If you are not familar with it you take one cup of the mix and blend it with 3 cups of ice and there you go.

The morning after we found my dad he was eating breakfast with my mom this conversation occurred:

Dad: "That mudslide stuff is really good."

Mom: "Oh yea (not paying much attention)"

Dad: "I had three glasses last night"

Mom: "Did you wash the blender by hand? I didn't see it in the dishwasher?" (my mom is very particular about cleaning up the kitchen)

Dad: "Blender? I just poured it right in the glass."

At this point my mom told him how we found him the night before and the correct way to make the mudslide mix.

So while we went to the movies my dad got wasted on highly concentrated mudslide mix.

Happy Birthday Dad!

puppy in a winter wonderland