Thoroughly Modern

While I was home a couple weeks ago, my sweet grandma took me out for a show. We went to the play "Thoroughly Modern Millie" and it inspired me. I decided to bob my hair! I loved having long hair, but I do love short hair.

"Good bye, good goody girl. I'm changing and how. So beat the drum cuz here comes thoroughly modern Millie now!"

Freeze Frame

So I've been playing with the shutter speed on my camera and I'm a little proud of myself that I was able to take some decent photos. This last one of the tree is my favorite. I love the intricacies of the branches and believe it or not, it was a pitch black sky. I guess the longer you leave your shutter open, the more blue your sky becomes. I love it. I'm no professional, but I like what I'm seeing.

For Lydia

Months and Months ago, my friend Lydia tagged me on her blog. I was supposed to write 6 things about myself that were non-important facts. Of course I have been going crazy thinking about what to say. So here goes nothing:

1- I'm totally weirded out by things that creep, crawl, squirm, scutter, and slither---to the extent that I have nightmares about having them all over me! I always jump when I see them on tv or if I catch a shadow out of the corner of my eye.

2-I don't like getting my hair cut because I don't like it when the stylist brushes the hair in my face and I have to leave it there while she cuts. It drives me mad!! It tickles my face and I hate having it there. I often move it to the side just to have the stylist move it back.

3-I'm weird about what tip my pen is. Depending on the surface and the space I am writing in, I choose how fine I would like my tip to be. I know this is a common one, but I often will rewrite or fill out another form to change my pen point so that I like the way my hand writing looks. OCD?

4-The pink key chain. I bought this super cute key chain when I was working at Banana Republic. I think I even bought it before I was married. I bought it and wanted to save it until I bought myself my first car. Five years later, I still haven't purchased myself a car and the key chain still sits in my jewelry box.

5-I prefer to eat muffins with a fork.'

6-So unfortunately there is no 6. I've taken this long to come up with 5 quirky things about myself and I think that's enough.

Lydia, I hope this satisfies your curiosity.

A Whole Lotta Love

Valentines Day began with cupcakes. I gathered with some friends and their children for a fun-filled afternoon of decorating. I learned this great trick of "pooling". I believe that is what it's called when you create a smooth-like surface with the frosting. There's something about cupcakes that puts a skip in my step. I enjoy decorating them and Eric enjoys eating them. I knew we were meant to be together.

Our adventure continued to Chinatown where we waited to load the Chinatown bus to Philadelphia. It was a bit of a fiasco getting on the bus, but what do you expect in Chinatown. All-in-all, I think waiting for 6 hours wasn't so bad.
Eric trying to keep a smile while we waited. We were supposed to leave for Phili at 11:45 but our bus didn't depart until 6:00 pm. What a day!


We finally made it to Philadelphia and the next morning we started our adventure at the Ben Franklin Institute of Science. Who would have thought that learning would be so much fun. There were quite a few kids there and I really wanted to shove them out of the way so that I could have a turn. I promise that I'm trying to be patient and learn how to share.


Then we went to see Rocky. It was quite hilarious watching people try to run up the steps and only make it half way- I know, I'm heartless. But it was kind of funny.


More pics around the city of Brotherly Love!

We came to this great plaza that had these sweet life-size game pieces. Maybe I would enjoy games more if I played with these big pieces.


We saw the Liberty Bell. It's a good thing we came here because neither of us knew the "true" story of how the bell got cracked. She was a beauty!

And we walked the cobblestone streets and watched the horse carriages go by. Eric didn't like it that I didn't sing the horse and buggy song. He kept saying, "My grandma would sing it with me." I would sing it too if I knew the song.

To get out of the cold, we went into this bowling alley/lounge. It was pretty swanky- it even had a dress code. It's a good thing we passed. Bowling here was a big milestone for me because I finally broke 100- It never happens to me. I know-- laugh it up.

Inauguration 09

I know it's late, but Eric and I had a great time at the inauguration. We rode our bicycles into the city and stood in an incredibly long line for about an hour, but had fairly good seats (or standing room). We were right in front of a large screen and also could see the stand. We didn't have any mishaps, except for when Eric accidentally bumped into an elderly woman and almost knocked her over. She threatened to sue him. That's was pretty funny.

Can you find me?

This was at the concert for President Obama. We thought it was gross that people were climbing on the porta-potties to get a better view. It's a good thing that the police came and make them get down. Some of them were teetering a little bit and I was nervous that they would fall over. Yikes!

It's Electrifying

So this past weekend, Eric and I traveled down on the Chinatown bus to Philadelphia (pics and crazy stories to come). One of my favorite places that we visited was The Benjamin Franklin Museum of Science. I really enjoyed the exhibit on electricity and the human heart.

That night, I had a bit of a nightmare- so maybe I didn't enjoy it as much as I thought! Eric always laughs at all of the crazy dreams that I have. They usually involve bugs of some sort that are crawling on me- too much fear factor watching back in the day- and I always wake up screaming.

This particular dream involved people who had committed suicide by electrocuting themselves (Sorry about the morbidity of this post). I had to be the person that took one of them to the hospital. So I called 911 and the paramedics came. When they arrived to put the man in his body bag, his chest started to move and he opened his eyes. Talk about freaky, but it doesn't end there. I then turn my back and when I turn around the man is gone. We all start looking for him, that is until the neighborhood lights start to flicker. That's when we find him again. What didn't work the first time had know done the trick.

I wake up with the image of his face imprinted on my brain. Creepy, huh?

Does anyone analyze dreams? What does this mean?

To lighten this post up a bit, I'll tell you one of my funnier dreams that I had last week. I only remember it, because I was just drifting off to sleep and Eric was wide awake. I awoke to his laughter and he made me tell him what happened.

I was getting dinner ready to plate and serve. We were having mashed potatoes and gravy. I dotted the plate with potatoes and when I spooned up the gravy, a lizard swam by. Of course I jumped and that's when I woke up to Eric laughing.

What do these dreams mean?! I think I'm going crazy!

Making New Friends

So I know I have a lot to update on my blog, especially the inaguration and such, but I just had to post about my experience today on the metro. This isn't for the faint of heart so make sure you're children aren't reading.

To preface the story a bit, the turn-style at the metro station usually close in-between each person unless you have a smartrip card. With this card, you don't have to wait for them to close before you touch and go. I had to learn this just like everyone else....someone told me.

So this morning I was running a bit late for work, you know, Monday and all. The woman in front of me in the metro line waited for the man in front of her to walk through and then proceeded to stand there while the turn-style closed. I leaned a little forward and said, just trying to help, "Just to let you know, you don't have to wait for it to close. You can touch and go."

To my amazement, the woman whipped around and snarled, "I KNOW!"

"I was just trying to help. No need to get touchy."

"Look you little Bi*?@- DON'T CALL ME TOUCHY!!"

"My my... didn't we wake up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?"

"Do you want me to kick your A$$ and throw you down these stairs?!"

I laughed as I walked away. So you see from this, I love my new home and am able to make lots of great new friends. Did I mention the woman was in her late 50's?