I forgot my cell phone at my parents’ house on Sunday.
I still don’t have it back.
At some point I think I may miss it.
**After three days I finally caved and replaced the phone (I was due for an upgrade).**
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31
March
Category: Random
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I know this may come as a surprise to you, but it turns out that men aren’t terribly into the whole wedding planning thing. The problem is, neither am I.
I’ve been trying to involve the Captain in making decisions and being responsible for certain aspects of the planning, but it’s not going so well.
Me: Ok, so I know the food and the bar are important to you. I’m going to assume you have no interest in flowers.
Him: We need flowers?
or
Me: Come here and look at photographer portfolios with me. Isn’t this one nice?
Him: How much does this studio cost?
Me: About $1500.
Him: $1500!!!!
Me: This is one of the cheapest ones I could find. The one I initially looked at was $6000.
Him: Can’t we just give my brother some disposable cameras?
or
Me: You listen to that crappy club music. Maybe you can help with some good dance songs.
Him: I don’t know what I listen to. I just flip through stations.
Me (after playing numerous songs he’s never heard of): Ok, let’s just find any song you’ve heard before. You must know this one.
Him: Nope. Should I?
Me: Are you serious? It’s “All You Need Is Love.” It’s the Beatles! You never listened to the damn Beatles in your life?!
Him: Music isn’t that important to me . . . mmm . . . I like Metallica.
Me: No Metallica at the wedding.
So he’s in charge of the honeymoon. For the time being, at least. Being in charge of the honeymoon means that so far he’s figured out when it should be (after the wedding) and that it should be someplace that’s not home.
Oh, and maybe even someplace warm.
When further pressed he also came up with: not outside of the US. Damn.
So although he has done absolutely no research that I know of, I believe he’s leaning towards one of the following locations:
1. San Francisco – Home of the Golden Gate bridge and Rice-a-Roni.
2. Las Vegas – It’s like a never-ending bachelor party!
3. Florida – Where in Florida? Wherever the Spring Breakers aren’t, I guess.
Votes?
(Personally, I vote for 4. Hawaii, which was conspicuously left off his list.)
26
March
Whatever you thought this post was about . . . it’s probably not about that. Oh, and don’t tell me what you were expecting. I’m pretty sure I don’t want to know.
Today’s adventures include bringing Bella to the vet because she’s decided to give herself a new hairstyle. My brilliant cat, for whatever reason, has spent the past week slowly ripping out her fur in a neat one-inch wide stripe starting at the top of her tail and moving up her spine. Because she is considerate, she waited until AFTER our recent vet visit to begin gnawing on her butt to ensure I pay the maximum cost of keeping her happy and healthy.
Miss Belle looking angelic and not at all expensive to maintain
I have to admit, I’m curious what the vet’s explanation for Bella’s racing stripe will be. She’s an indoor cat, so she doesn’t have fleas. Her skin isn’t red or irritated in the balding area. And usually she’s pretty vain about her appearance. What gives?
I tried googling a variety of search terms containing “cat” and “bald spot” and read stuff like “Your cat is stressed” or “Your cat is bored.” So I’m looking forward to being told that my cat needs a therapist. Or Prozac.
I wonder if I can get my cats on my health insurance plan.
Category: Fur Babies
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Last night the Captain and I watched Vantage Point. Thirty-six minutes into the movie, it froze.
Him: No! This sucks. Do we need a new DVD player?
Me: I don’t know. The last time this happened, I put the movie in my laptop and it worked fine. We can try that.
Him: It could be the movie.
Me: Maybe. This is the second time this has happened since we started using Netflix. Do we have a DVD player cleaning kit?
Him: I don’t think so.
Me: I think watching all those Netflix movies that have been in everyone else’s DVD players is making ours dirty. Can you grab the disc?
We look at the back of the movie. It’s filthy.
Me: Netflix gave our DVD player syphilis.
(Turns out in this case it was the movie. Particularly frustrating because we were enjoying it.)
18
March
I busted out the Wii Fit today. It pointed out that it had been 149 days since my last workout. That’s not actually true. I’ve been cheating on the Wii Fit with the health club. The gym isn’t nearly as snarky.
I remembered one of the reasons why I hate Wii Fit when Shelley hopped on the balance board with me while I was doing the ski jump. Before I could play any more games, Wii felt it necessary to inform me that my weight had amazingly fluctuated. Unfortunately, the system does not have a button for “I didn’t get fat. My damn cat is sitting on the balance board.” So I had to boot her off and reweigh myself to make the game happy. I suppose I could have just hit continue, but trying to achieve high scores with a cat between your feet is pretty difficult.
I tried to get the Captain to play, but he won’t come anywhere near the thing since the Wii Sports game told him he played like he’s 81 years old. I’ve tried giving him the video game equivalent of the starving children in China speech, but he’s not buying it. I don’t think he cares about the disadvantaged families that suffer each day without a Nintendo system.
Yeah, it’ll probably be another five months before I touch it again.
Category: Random
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