Monthly Archives: March 2014

21 Things I Irrationally Love

I got out of work early today.  I think my boss felt bad for consistently showing up 30 minutes late every day this week and taking a 2 hour lunch when we’re supposed to be working busy season hours, so she let me leave at 6 instead of our usual 6:30.

I got home earlier than usual, and I should have gone to the gym.  But I’m one of those people who is rapidly turning into her mother can’t function in other areas of life if my home space is so dysfunctional.  After getting back from our honeymoon with stacks of wedding presents to open, kitchen counters to rearrange, grocery shopping to do, and hubs being sick for a full week, our apartment is a disaster zone.  So I came home tonight and did an hour’s worth of Susie Homemaker things (including picking up four – four!! – pairs of my husband’s shoes from the living room), before pouring myself a large glass of wine and settling in to write a blog post I’ve been meaning to write for a week now – a list of the 21 things I irrationally love.

When I read this post from Aussa (who stole the idea from Samara), I knew I wanted to write one of my own.  I love posts like this, because it makes my Type A personality incredibly happy (lists!  I love lists!).  I’ve spent the past week pondering things that I not only love, but irrationally love – as in, I shouldn’t love them so much, other people probably don’t understand the addition, and I might need to one day seek professional help for my attachment.  Here’s what I came up with (in no particular order).

#1. Garlic.  Not only does it keep the vampires away, it makes everything taste delicious. I haven’t gone so far as to add it to desserts, but I think it’s only a matter of time.

#2. Pens.  Sharpie pens and Papermate fine tip are my absolute favorite.  The more colors the better.

#3. My Ugg slippers.  They’re not pretty, but they are warm. And fuzzy.  And they keep me from having to walk barefoot on the hardwood, which keeps me from knowing just how dirty our floors actually are.  Win, win, win.

Ugg Meme

#4. Cheese. Not sure if this actually needs explaining, but I love cheese.  All the cheeses.  All the time.

#5. Rolling out fresh pasta. Some people call it tedious, I call it therapy, with tasty results.

#6. Labrador retrievers.  I’m a fan of all big dogs, but Labs are my favorite.  We’ve always had Labs growing up, so I’m probably biased.

A picture of our family lab, Zuko (named for Danny Zuko in Grease).

A picture of our family lab, Zuko (named for Danny Zuko in Grease), doing one of his favorite things, riding in the boat and watching the pelicans.

#7. Lysol wipes.  Can we see an OCD pattern emerging? (Don’t answer that).  The lemon scented ones are my favorite for cleaning the kitchen.

#8. The first run in a new pair of running shoes. They’re so magically bouncy! Every time I buy new running shoes I say I’m not going to wait so long to buy the next pair, and then I realize my running shoes are $130 a pair.

#9. Le Cruset.  I wish I had more money and more cabinet space, because I would purchase the entire line.  In every color.

#10. Guidebooks, and trip planning in general.  I’m one of those people who reads the guidebook cover to cover, highlights and flags the applicable chapters, and writes a daily itinerary.  I can be flexible, too I guess, but oh planning! It’s just too much fun.

#11. Fiji water.  And yes, I can taste the difference.  Just ask my new husband, who once challenged me to a bet and lost.  My winnings? A liter bottle of Fiji every day for a month.

Do they drink Fiji water in Fiji?  (image source)

Do they drink Fiji water in Fiji? (image source)

#12. Popcorn. As a college student, I ate popcorn for dinner probably twice as week.  Even now that I’m a “real person”, I still eat it for dinner at least twice a month.  It is my ultimate comfort food.

#13. Cardigans.  You can never have too many.

#14. This SNL Skit.  My best friends and I watched it in college and incorporated some of our favorite doorbells into everyday life.  For example – ding dong, wine and cheese, fancy conveys that you are impressed, while woof, bears expresses empathy with a particularly spectacular fail.  Unfortunately, the rest of the world doesn’t quite understand my lingo.  Woof, bears.

#15. Traditions.

#16. Fantasy novels. Give me a book with a dragon, magic, and elves over something thought-provoking any day.

#17. Having my hair washed, cut, and styled. I religiously schedule haircuts every 8 weeks, and will plan entire weekends around my appointment. There is just something about getting a professional blowout that makes me skip down the streets. Hubs knows about these appointments weeks in advance, so he can schedule an appropriately awesome date night for me to go out and show my impeccably styled hair to the world.

#18. The periods of transition between summer and fall, and then winter and spring.  I love moving from hot into cool and from cold into warm.

#19. Fresh from the garden tomatoes.

#20.  Billy Joel.  If I had things my way, our entire wedding would have been set to his music.  Bridal processional: Uptown Girl.  Bridal party entrance to the reception: Only the Good Die Young.  First dance: Don’t Go Changin’.  Daddy-daughter dance: Lullabye (Goodnight My Angel). I got one of those (Lullabye), so I guess our wedding was a success.

#21. Hendricks martinis.  I had a dream the other night that I was at a fancy restaurant that didn’t stock Hendricks gin.  It was pretty much the worst nightmare ever.  I don’t drink liquor often, but when I do, I prefer it to be in the form of a Hendricks martini, straight up and slightly dirty.

Back to the blogging world (and WEDDING PHOTOS!)

Wow, y’all.  What a week it’s been.

We arrived back from our extended honeymoon, just in time to unload the car before a new wave of winter weather struck DC.  I spent Saturday morning rearranging the kitchen and selecting several things to donate in order to make room for the 30 serving platters we received (seriously, I love all things kitchen related but where the hell am I going to put things like serving platters in my 800sq foot apartment?!  But that’s a discussion for another time.), while my new husband went through our refrigerator to throw out all the things that had spoiled in our absence.  (Hint: the kale didn’t make it.)  Saturday afternoon we went on an epic Trader Joe’s run to fill up the barren refrigerator.

By Sunday afternoon, my new husband was throwing up anything and everything that touched his stomach.  Plain toast, water, gatorade, all of the above.  I spent Sunday night alternating between napping in bed and consoling him next to the toilet.  At first, we thought maybe he’d eaten a bad oyster in Richmond, but when he was still sick on Wednesday (despite having eaten nothing for 3 days), we got a little concerned.

You see, in 2011 my new husband, then my new boyfriend, had emergency surgery to remove his colon.  I’ll spare you the details of his surgery and hard-fought recovery, because it will probably make me cry, and also because we don’t need all his medical information on the interwebs.  Just trust me when I say that when hubby has stomach problems, we start to get a little concerned.

So, after an appointment with a GP, a gastroenterologist nurse practitioner, and a round of blood work, they’ve scheduled him for a flex scan and an MRI next week.  Hubby is feeling much better now (case in point – he wanted pizza for dinner last night and asked me to bake him chocolate chip cookies for breakfast, not gonna happen), so these tests are really just precautionary.  

I tell you all this to explain why I’ve been like a walking zombie all week, haven’t read any of the amazing blogs I follow, and certainly haven’t been able to sit down and write anything coherent of my own.

I still can’t manage a decently written post, which is why you’re getting another picture post.  Sorry!  Take comfort in the fact that these, at least, were not taken by my iPhone and are actually incredibly high-quality pictures.

At the rehearsal dinner with my brother and grandfather

At the rehearsal dinner with my brother and grandfather

Rehearsal dinner decorations

Rehearsal dinner decorations

My wedding bouquet wrapped with my paternal grandmother's handkerchief and my maternal grandmother's engagement ring

My wedding bouquet wrapped with my paternal grandmother’s handkerchief and my maternal grandmother’s engagement ring

 

My wedding dress and veil (which was my mother's)

My wedding dress and veil (which was my mother’s)

First look with my father.  As you can probably tell, I'm a total Daddy's girl, and we were both sobbing hysterically.  But that's what waterproof mascara is for!

First look with my father. As you can probably tell, I’m a total Daddy’s girl, and we were both sobbing hysterically. But that’s what waterproof mascara is for!  Even though I’m married, I’m still his little girl, and I love that.

My soon-to-be husband enjoying a pre-wedding scotch to calm his nerves

My soon-to-be husband enjoying a pre-wedding scotch to calm his nerves.

 

"We now pronounce you - man and wife!"

“We now pronounce you – man and wife!”

Out in front of the church

Out in front of the church

Solo shot

Solo shot

Grand entrance - hubs had originally wanted to enter the reception via a smoke tunnel, but the reception vetoed that.  Instead, we settled for breaking through a UNC banner while the DJ played the fight song.  I think it was a success!

Grand entrance – hubs had originally wanted to enter the reception via a smoke tunnel, but the reception vetoed that. Instead, we settled for breaking through a UNC banner while the DJ played the fight song. I think it was a success!

Instead of a traditional wedding cake, we decided to a wedding topper for us to cut.  Everyone else enjoyed Krispy Kreme donuts flambeed in liqueur served with vanilla ice cream.  I didn't get to try one (too busy socializing!) but everyone seemed to really like it.

Instead of a traditional wedding cake, we decided to a wedding topper for us to cut, while everyone else enjoyed Krispy Kreme donuts flambeed in liqueur served with vanilla ice cream. I didn’t get to try one (too busy socializing!) but everyone seemed to really like it.

Cake cutting!  I told hubs he wasn't allowed to mess up my makeup with cake to the face, but I didn't exactly show the same courtesy to him.  Hehe!  It made for good pictures though :)

Cake cutting! I told hubs he wasn’t allowed to mess up my makeup with cake to the face, but I didn’t exactly show the same courtesy to him. Hehe! It made for good pictures though 🙂

So remember that cake we had for us to cut?  Well, OCD me tried to cut it into perfectly even slices and didn't notice the cake base wasn't attached to the cake stand.  Off it toppled, right into the wall!  This is my face right after I knocked it off.  At least now we don't have to worry about saving wedding cake for our 1 year anniversary!

So remember that cake we had for us to cut? Well, OCD me tried to cut it into perfectly even slices and didn’t notice the cake base wasn’t attached to the cake stand. Off it toppled, right into the wall! This is my face right after I knocked it off. At least now we don’t have to worry about saving wedding cake for our 1 year anniversary!

This is one of the last pictures of the night, after hubs had gotten tired of his bow tie and right before we made our getaway.

This is one of the last pictures of the night, after hubs had gotten tired of his bow tie and right before we made our getaway.

So there you go!  Our wedding was absolutely everything we wanted it to be and then some.  One of these days, I’ll do a full write-up with details, but for now, hopefully the pictures will suffice.  Happy Saturday everyone!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Honeymoon updates, in picture form.

As you may have guessed from my extended absence, the new hubs and I are still honeymooning. We’ve now been in the US Virgin Islands for 12 days; we’ll be here for another 3, and then we’ll spend a few days driving up I-95 from Florida back to DC. Add that all up and you get a full three weeks of honeymoon time (it’s a good thing we like each other). I had to take an unpaid leave of absence from work; he has 25 days of paid vacation a year and thus is getting paid to sit on the beach drinking daiquiris. Lucky bastard.

Although now that we’re married, it’s share and share alike, so I guess I’m pretty lucky too.

I don’t have any more wedding photos (they’re coming, I promise!), but I do have a few vacation iPhone photos to share with you in the meantime. I know it seems cruel to share pictures of sunshine and beaches while 98% of the country is buried under several layers of snow and ice, but…sorry. I don’t have anything else of substance to post about!

Also, I didn’t bring a computer and typing a full post on my iPhone is so out of the question.

Therefore, I give you another cop out photo post.

20140305-202457.jpg I took this picture while we were eating lunch at a nearby drive bar/Caribbean restaurant, Latitude 18. Adam had the shark bake (in West Indies food a “bake” is a kind of fried bread thing that in this instance was used as sandwich bread for fried shark meat). Neither of us had ever eaten shark before, but it was delicious, as are most things freshly fried. I liken the shark to skate (a stingray-looking fish), if that helps you at all. For my lunch, I ordered the vegetable roti, which was insanely good. If there’s one cuisine that is like to become more comfortable with, it’s Indian. The required spices can be hard to come by, but with the internet, I really don’t have an excuse. If you know of a good Indian cookbook for beginners, please let me know! Sadly, the view from our lunch table was so pretty that I forgot to take a picture of the food.

20140305-202523.jpg Here’s a dish that I did remember to photograph. Duffy’s is famous on the island for being a big party bar located in a parking lot. Surprisingly, they also have excellent conch fritters. It might be considered a tourist trap by some, but it’s definitely one I didn’t mind being caught in (please excuse the grammar, I’m on vacation). The music was good and loud, bartenders were friendly and helpful, and bushwackers (it’s a frozen drink, get your mind out if the gutter) were strong and tasty.

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We’ve been doing a lot of drinking. I mostly stick to beer, since sweet fruity cocktails give me brain freeze and a stomach ache, but my sweet-loving husband is in daiquiri heaven.

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The best thing about the condo we’re renting is the view from the porch. Lots of mosquitos share the porch with me, but I continue to brave the blood sucking monsters for views like this.

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This picture was taken at Cinnamon Bay, St. John. On Thursday, we were sunscreened-up and out of the house by 6:45 to catch a boat for a day cruise around the islands. The boat broke down just after we pulled out of the marina, so we were back to the dock by 8:15 with a whole day ahead of us. We decided to take the 9AM ferry over to St. John, which was an excellent decision. Something like 85% of the island has been preserved as a natural park, and it’s absolutely gorgeous. Cinnamon Bay doesn’t have condos or a beach resort, just campgrounds and a small restaurant. It was divine. Not that I’d be an enthusiastic camper (I prefer my bathrooms inside and nearby for easy nighttime access), mind you, but I admire all the people who were!

Side note, if anyone has sightseeing or eating suggestions for Savannah, GA or Richmond, VA, I’d love to hear them! The hubs and I have decided to do one night stop-overs in those cities to break up our drive back to DC (mostly to save our new marriage from the trials of a 16+ hour car ride).

Well, only 3 days left on our honeymoon – I’d better get to the beach while I can!