more fun stuff.

Shoes!!

(and a scarf)

Shoes I would absolutely LOVE to have (all three of them!) but know I won't be buying anytime soon. O well, it's fun to dream! Maybe I can find something similar for cheaper than what they are at J.Crew (and they're even on sale!). 

Aren't they pretty?

update.

Great news, the J.Crew puffer is on sale now for $98! Yayyyy.

my list. (so far)

Every year the parents want a "list" which would apply to my birthday and Christmas (since my birthday is in November). The same goes for my sister whose birthday is even closer to Christmas – December 18th. So, once again, I've compiled a wish list of items I REALLY want and sometimes need. Yes, need. This year, I don't necessarily need any of these items, but I've had my eye on them for awhile – especially the first one on the list:

J.Crew Stone-Bead Ribbon Necklace

Item #11488

jcrew.com

$55.00

Colors: Golden Avocado & Light Chartreuse

(yes, I want both so I can wear them together — they are SOOOO CUTE!)

(Mom, I REALLY want these!!) :)

Delias Blowfish Faldo Boots

delias.com

Item #155189

$129.50

Color: Cognac (brown)

Size: 7 1/2

Benefit Cosmetics

(benefitcosmetics.com)

Benetint

(for lips/cheeks)

$28.00

Benefit Cosmetics

Rush Hour

(for lips/cheeks)

$22.00

(great stocking stuffer!)

Every list needs an item you know you won't get.

This is mine.

Canon L-Series 50mm f/1.2L USM Tlephoto EF Lens for Canon EOS Digital SLR Cameras

bestbuy.com

Model 1257b002

SKU 8795084

$1,474.99 (on sale!)

Canon Leather Camera Case

(for my little camera)

Black

Model 1588B001

SKU 7976577

$30.00

W Popcorn Beanie

thenorthface.com

Style ABJE

$25.00

Color: Origin Blue or Park Green

J.Crew Sherpa-Lined Goosedown Puffer Vest

jcrew.com

$118.00

Item #96560

Size XS

Color: Ivory or Bright Rhubarb (preferred)

(I've always wanted one of these from j.crew, but don't have one yet... mom....)

J.Crew 

Tartine Cardigan

Item #96527

Size Small

Color: Buttercup (preferred) or Black (#2) or Oatmeal (#3)

on sale! $69.50

iTunes Giftcard

(even if it's only $10) :)

J.Crew Skinny Serengeti patent-leather Belt

jcrew.com

Item #94766

$48.00

Color: Burnt Sienna

Size: Small

Paul Smith Perfume (EDP Spray)

fragrancex.com

3.4 oz

$36.82

(almost out of this and it's my faaaaavorite!)

Cranium

Board Game

Adult Edition

Perpetual Wall Calendar

designwithinreach.com

Item #12805

$85.00

Remy Clip-In 14-inch Human Hair Extensions

Sally Beauty Supply (sallybeauty.com)

Color: Dark Brown ER3

Sally Item #SBS-374100

$79.99

(or $69.99 with Beauty Club Card)

more ideas to come...

unbelievable.

There are some people in this world that just plain bring others down with them. Those who always look at the glass as half-empty. Those who take their life for granted and don't realize how good they really have it. And finally, those who always, I mean always, have something wrong with them. There's this girl I know who fits the description perfectly. 

I graduated with her and even way back then she got on my nerves. Now, I rarely see the girl but her stupid facebook status updates are enough to drive me up a wall. Somehow I just can't bring myself to delete her as a friend. It's like there is some joy in reading her status as it irritates me at the same time. Maybe it's because then it teaches me to make sure I am the opposite of her – sort of a reminder each day. 

I fantasize about writing a note on her "wall" (fellow facebookers know what the wall is) that reads..

(The name has been changed for identity purposes.)

"Dear 'Carol', how's life? Just wondering if you've ever taken a moment to look back and read each one of your status updates in the last 71 days? Are you ever healthy? Your life must really suck. (boohoo) I'm sorry you can't seem to enjoy it while you are on this earth. Well, have a nice day! I hope you don't come down with polio."

I can't write a post about this without showing proof. So below are this chicks status updates so you can see for yourself. I don't blame you if you can't finish reading them, they get old. 

Carol has a dull headache but is less stressed since I finally asked for help.

Carol is at home with a fricken migraine from STRESS!!

Carol is going to be extra cranky if it snows/rains.. and until I am d one with my quarterly reports.

Carol still doesn't feel good.. ugh.

Carol doesn't feel so good.

Carol is tired of feeling sick and having a sore throat one day and better the next.. almost would rather be sick and get it over with.

Carol isn't feeling very good.. better not be gettin the flu.

Carol is starting to feel better.

Carol is ill from a hang over.. lack of food.. and paint fumes.

Carol is ill.

Carol is kind of hung over but not too bad — just need food.

Carol is OMG — Eww Eww EWWW!!!

Carol is tired... should be in bed.. but instead is on the internet.

Carol is really tired.

Carol is eatin crappy easy mac for lunch.. then back to work i go.

Carol is sitting at home with my kitty meow meow watchin tv and not doing a damn thing tonight!

Carol is not having fun at work.

Carol should go to bed.

Carol is not feeling like going to kb tonight but knows she better since she pd for it already!

Carol is hoping I get a lot accomplished at work today — then I won't have a huge knot in my stomach!

Carol has a sore throat and my ears hurt again!

Carol is bored.. and wishes the rain would stop and has a sore throat!

Carol is continuing to watch i love the 80s and is t hinking how the 80s were a simpler time lol and is debating on going out— ears hurt and has a sore throat.

Carol is super pissed.

Carol is meeh ---.

Carol is flippin bored.

Carol is eh.

Carol is f-ing pissed - i hate stupid ppl, stupid cashiers, canadians, horses, beet truck drivers.

oh, brother.

Soooo, the other day Cory and I were driving. I can't really even remember what our conversation was exactly, but age came up nonetheless. And this is no lie, people, I was commenting about my age and suddenly thought I was 26. It was like an early stage of alzheimers or dementia came over me, if only for a few minutes. I gasped, "Oh. My. God. Am I going to be 27 [in a month]!?!?!". Seriously, it was the weirdest feeling ever. As serious as a heart attack, I turned to Cory and asked him if I was 26 right now. Then as we both laughed in confusion he said that I had him confused and now he didn't know either! Then we had to remember I was born in 82, did some touch math [like we learned in 2nd grade] in our heads until the answer was clear. Finally after feeling like I had lost a year of my life and that I'd be celebrating my 27th birthday in a month, the truth dawned on me. I remembered I actually am 25 and will turn 26... NOT 27 for crying out loud. If this happens to me in my 20s, how on earth do those who are even OLDER keep it straight!? Mom...? Dad...? Cory...? 

the man in the orange shirt.

On Saturday, after taking in a game of rugby on the absolutely gorgeous fall day, we decided we'd stop at Ubbs for a beer. It's just a small bar & restaurant, sort of hickville-ish, but a great place to pull a stool up to the bar for a cocktail. After returning from the bathroom at one point, I noticed Cory had placed a few pull tabs in front of me. He pulled his, I pulled mine. Nothing. As usual with those stupid things that cost money and take .02 seconds to pull just to see that you lose. A friend came and went, we had another beer, and soon my sister arrived to join us. Cory got a few more pull tabs. Still nothing. He said he was buying the $5 ones and pointed out that in the $5 bin everything is crossed out except the $1499 and $1200. Hmmmmm. Now the temptation was there as I thought that I could be the lucky girl of the night. I mean, I deserve to win, right!? I kept staring at the pull tab corner and asked Cory countless times if I should get $20 and buy some, as if I needed his blessing to do so. Finally I gave in to my temptation and ventured to the ATM to get $20. I mean, it's only $20. Soon I found myself in line next to (technically behind) the dude in the orange shirt. He was probably 45, maybe 50? I don't know. Anyways, I suppose that is beside the point. So, with anticipation, waiting in line, I chatted with the man. He went on to tell me how him and a buddy won $1000 or so one time. I asked what he did with the money and he said they went somewhere else and gambled some more, lost some, but each ended up with about $400. Then I joking told him that if he wins, I don't like him, laughing afterwards. He sorta gave me a weird look so I told him I was kidding. Jeez. Then he said "Believe me, if I win, you'll know." Finally he was in the front of line, threw down $60 and got his tickets. My turn. I asked the lady if I could pick my tickets. She was nice and said I could but then informed me that I'd just have to point and explain which ones I want and she'd get them. Well, that's no fun. ;) I hurried back to my seat with even more anticipation. As I'm opening my first ticket, I told Cory and Erin my standing-in-line story about Orangey across the bar. A second later, I see that man throwing his hands up and turning to his wife or girlfriend with the 80s hair, saying he got it. He got the $1499 winner. My heart sank. Bastard. Of course he won. It's like the typical rich farmer from a small town who buys ONE $100 ticket to win a car, and wins it. It's Murphy's Law (well not on his end). Soon, orange shirt man looked over at me to make sure I knew he got it. Ugh, whatever. I still had a couple left.. I could still get the $1200 winner. I looked down as I slowly opened the second line... OH MY GOD, there is a line through it!! That means I won, right?!?! I turned to Cory for the answer. My face became warm with excitement and my heart raced as I thought about how much it would make my night. How I could buy any black shoes I want since I need black shoes. How I could buy the iPhone without having to bat an eye. How I could buy Cory more Birthday gifts than I planned on. **Back to Reality** I opened the last line which revealed what I won. Five dollars. Awesome. I can buy another beer and then go home just a little poorer than I was when I arrived at the hillbilly bar. Stupid pull tabs. However, I give Mr. Orange a little credit for buying us a beer with his winnings. When I win $1499 playing pull tabs, I'll buy the unlucky dude behind me a beer too.

half-cat dog.

Lucy. Lucy. Lucy.

(aka. Pony, Little Baby, Little Teeny Tiny Baby, Puppy, Luce, Lucers, Little)

No matter how crabby, mad, or sad I am and even on the worst of days, this silly hound makes me smile. No matter how bad she may misbehave at any given time or how much of a hassle it may be to go on vacation because she needs a babysitter, I never ever ever find myself wishing she wasn't part of my life. 

I'm quite certain that on most days this little pup sleeps all hours away until someone gets home. But when I work from home it's another story. I don't know if it's possible, but I think she loves me even more when I am home with her for the day. She is constantly on the move, taking out each and every toy from the toy box and playing with each one for a little bit. She will sit by my chair and make puppy-dog noises as she looks at me as if she's trying to tell me something. I usually just say back "Oh really? I didn't know that!" or "Are you singing me songs?" which in turns makes her do it more. Then she'll nudge her little snout under my arm until I pet her. Sometimes she decides she must sit with me in whatever chair I may be in. Once it was the bigger leather computer chair, but the other day it was a little kitchen table chair.. She puts her front paws up on the chair and soon (after a little encouragement), jumps up and sits down on the chair behind me curling her head around my neck to give me puppy kisses on my face. (Her way of saying thank you.) 

But one of my favorite weird things about her are her cat-like habits. I think she's sat on the back of each couch in the house.. it's her favorite spot of all time. If it's not on the back, then it's on an arm rest (like in the photos above). And not only does she do that, she will also walk around the side of the bed or couch and rub up against it as she walks. And she does kitty stretches where she arches her back really high and her legs are straight and tall. And last but not least she can jump up onto the counter ever so light-footed and gracefully, just like a cat. I'm not going to lie, the first time she did it I laughed and made her do it again, like 5 times. It might have been one of the funniest things I've seen her do. Lets just hope she's not doing that when no one is home...