So I met my goal plus one. I made a hair appointment today AND got it cut today. They stay later on Thursdays and had an opening so it was either go today or wait a week. I was afraid I would lose my determination over a week so I jumped on the chance.
I have been extremely apathetic about my hair for a long time now. A stylist that I trusted, even drove to Memphis from Oxford when I was in college to see him, totally screwed up my hair. By screw up I mean he cut at least four or five more inches than I wanted off of my hair. This left my round head looking just plain fat. So, since then I only got trims in order to grow it out and the habit stuck. I've had my hair all one length and just maintained with trims. I recently came to the conclusion that it's time to get back in the game. Since I was stylist-less I had to choose a new place to try. I chose Master Design.
I went there a long time ago because of a Christmas gift from my sister and liked the place and people. Plus, it's close to my parents' house so it was convenient to go before picking up doggy Arleen after work. And I must say, I loved it. (Note: I didn't ask for a specific stylist and certainly no one knew I write a blog so this is completely unbiased.) The stylist was incredible. I had totally forgotten what it is like to have someone concerned about the quality of their own work and how it looks on me. I got Jennifer and will for sure see her again. She was meticulous. I've always hated getting my hair washed whereas my mom says that is her favorite part of getting her hair cut. But it's always uncomfortable for me. Today it was actually enjoyable, like she was purposely making it a nice part of the experience, and I was incredibly sleepy after. The technique that she used to cut my hair was cool too. And my hair turned out great. She actually seemed a little frustrated/disappointed when I told her not to dry and style my hair. I felt it wasn't a good use of either of our time since I was going straight home to put on pajamas, cook burritos and watch tv. She honored my request and didn't blow dry it but couldn't resist styling it curly anyway. I guess she really wanted to follow through with her work and I fully respect that. It was a great experience and I will definitely be going back to her. You should give her a try if you are looking for a new, trustworthy place and person. You can see her stuff at www.jennifertune.com. And bridesmaids, I hope you like her stuff, she will most likely be the one on hand if you want your hair done for the wedding.
Tomorrow is Fun Day at The Company. That means a three hour lunch and grilling out. It should make for a fun Friday. We got an email today that we can wear shorts but I'm pretty sure the ones I own are a bit short for even a relaxed work day at a conservative company (no, they aren't slutty but they are above mid thigh.)
The Dingo just yelled across the room, "You're writing about me aren't you?!" Well, I wasn't but I guess now I will. Dingo, Dingo, Dingo, Dingo. That's all I've got.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Minute to Win It
Dude! So the Dingo and I don't really have any favorite shows that come on on Wednesday but tonight we stumbled on Minute to Win It. The Dingo turned it on because of my love/hate relationship with Guy Fieri. (I love his shows but the bleached hair and him saying he has to "de-bling" made him hard to warm up to.) This show is awesome! Engaged couples compete in a series of 60 second challenges made up with household items to earn money for their wedding. And these things get intense! I'm obsessed. The challenges actually look really hard.
The dangerous part is that the challenges are made with, like I said, household items. Which means you can do it at home! The Dingo and I just went outside to play Shoe Fly using our porch bistro table. In the Shoe Fly challenge you have to stand 9 feet from a small table, kick your shoe off and land it on the small table. The Dingo got it on the first try, I got it on the second. But I think our table is larger and lower than the one on the show so we may not be champions. I totally want to try the challenge where you have to move an egg across the room balanced on two strings. Lucky for the Dingo we have eggs but no string. I'll tell you one thing though, the next party we have I am totally setting up Blow the Joker. You put a stack of playing cards on top of a glass bottle and have to blow off every card except the very last one, the Joker. Dude lost doing it tonight and it seems impossible. I can see it being addicting. Love it! I'm kind of glad we have neither playing cards or a glass bottle. I probably wouldn't sleep tonight trying to get it right.
We picked dinner up from Buffalo Wild Wings. This means I should have been really productive with my spare time not cooking dinner but I wasn't. I watched tv and argued with the Dingo that I could totally balance 7 snack cakes on my forehead (another challenge on the show). Again, lucky for us, we have no snack cakes.
I failed to meet my goal today of making a hair appointment. I got busy and totally forgot until late today and at that point I was to burnt out to deal with it. The goal is moving to tomorrow. If I don't get this done by the end of the week someone needs to slap me on the wrist. We'll wait until next week for the slap in the face.
I really need to move the bag of pistachios away from my computer before I eat my weight in them. Every blog post leaves behind a pile of shells. Not good. But so good.
The dangerous part is that the challenges are made with, like I said, household items. Which means you can do it at home! The Dingo and I just went outside to play Shoe Fly using our porch bistro table. In the Shoe Fly challenge you have to stand 9 feet from a small table, kick your shoe off and land it on the small table. The Dingo got it on the first try, I got it on the second. But I think our table is larger and lower than the one on the show so we may not be champions. I totally want to try the challenge where you have to move an egg across the room balanced on two strings. Lucky for the Dingo we have eggs but no string. I'll tell you one thing though, the next party we have I am totally setting up Blow the Joker. You put a stack of playing cards on top of a glass bottle and have to blow off every card except the very last one, the Joker. Dude lost doing it tonight and it seems impossible. I can see it being addicting. Love it! I'm kind of glad we have neither playing cards or a glass bottle. I probably wouldn't sleep tonight trying to get it right.
We picked dinner up from Buffalo Wild Wings. This means I should have been really productive with my spare time not cooking dinner but I wasn't. I watched tv and argued with the Dingo that I could totally balance 7 snack cakes on my forehead (another challenge on the show). Again, lucky for us, we have no snack cakes.
I failed to meet my goal today of making a hair appointment. I got busy and totally forgot until late today and at that point I was to burnt out to deal with it. The goal is moving to tomorrow. If I don't get this done by the end of the week someone needs to slap me on the wrist. We'll wait until next week for the slap in the face.
I really need to move the bag of pistachios away from my computer before I eat my weight in them. Every blog post leaves behind a pile of shells. Not good. But so good.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
I Laugh at My Own Jokes/Stupidity
I really want to tell y'all a story about work today but that is slippery ground. So I will only tell you the part that involved me.
To begin, I have no idea how to work my new desk phone. That makes me sound like an idiot, I know. But there are all sorts of buttons and commands and I never answer my phone so I have no practice. So today, when I ended up on an impromptu conference call at my desk, it was a mess. I accidentally hung up on the people at one point. So, when my coworker had to step away to test something I was afraid to put the call on hold because I didn't know how to get it back off hold (I swear, I really do have a normal IQ). While I waited I continued a conversation I was having on IM. One that suddenly involved the term "swamp ass" (said by me). Obviously I am still 14 years old and busted out laughing....and couldn't stop...with two people holding on speaker phone right in front of my face. It got to the point that I had to get up from my desk and walk into MC's cube just so they wouldn't hear me. Yeah, I'm a professional. And a grown up. All in all, combined with the fact that I kept correcting myself, the people on the other end of the line probably think there is something wrong with me. And they would be correct.
Moving on. I cooked pesto and cream cheese stuffed chicken breasts for dinner tonight. Sounds impressive right? Thanks! It's not. It's actually really easy and a low fat recipe (low fat cream cheese). I got it off foodnetwork.com. Email me if you want a link. It's an excellent recipe. Kind of a lot of clean-up but otherwise super simple.
Tomorrow the goal is to schedule a hair appointment. Some sucker super chopped off my hair a while back and I have been scared of hair cuts since. I get it trimmed but no style. It's time to venture into the scary place. Kind of excited about it too. Oh, the little things in life.
To begin, I have no idea how to work my new desk phone. That makes me sound like an idiot, I know. But there are all sorts of buttons and commands and I never answer my phone so I have no practice. So today, when I ended up on an impromptu conference call at my desk, it was a mess. I accidentally hung up on the people at one point. So, when my coworker had to step away to test something I was afraid to put the call on hold because I didn't know how to get it back off hold (I swear, I really do have a normal IQ). While I waited I continued a conversation I was having on IM. One that suddenly involved the term "swamp ass" (said by me). Obviously I am still 14 years old and busted out laughing....and couldn't stop...with two people holding on speaker phone right in front of my face. It got to the point that I had to get up from my desk and walk into MC's cube just so they wouldn't hear me. Yeah, I'm a professional. And a grown up. All in all, combined with the fact that I kept correcting myself, the people on the other end of the line probably think there is something wrong with me. And they would be correct.
Moving on. I cooked pesto and cream cheese stuffed chicken breasts for dinner tonight. Sounds impressive right? Thanks! It's not. It's actually really easy and a low fat recipe (low fat cream cheese). I got it off foodnetwork.com. Email me if you want a link. It's an excellent recipe. Kind of a lot of clean-up but otherwise super simple.
Tomorrow the goal is to schedule a hair appointment. Some sucker super chopped off my hair a while back and I have been scared of hair cuts since. I get it trimmed but no style. It's time to venture into the scary place. Kind of excited about it too. Oh, the little things in life.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Trash or Treasure
The Dingo is out running an errand for most of the evening so that threw a wrench in our normal dinner schedule. Normal dinner schedule? When did I turn 60?! But I digress. Luckily we still have plenty of junk leftover from Fresh Market yesterday. So we are just going to have cheese, crackers, sausage and olives. This is by no means a healthy, balanced meal but mmmm it's good. This is what my parents refer to as eating trash. I disagree. Cheese? Um TREASURE! More importantly, baked brie with honey? Golden. I have some sundried tomatoes. That balances it out right?
The problem is that the Dingo still isn't home and all these snacky foods are really tempting to pick at. And man, I have been picking. I've been wandering around the house and every time I pass the refrigerator I stop in for a bite of something. At this point I think I have eaten an entire dinner serving just by passing the fridge. And, full discloser, we have a lot of cheese here. A lot even for me. When I went to pick up doggy Arleen this afternoon my mom gave me the leftovers from a wedding shower she threw yesterday. This added gouda, havarti, cheddar and brie to the huge chunk of St. Albre already in a fridge. Woh! And to top that off, the brie that she gave me isn't just a normal wedge. I was going to show you a picture but it won't upload for some reason. Suffice to say the sucker is the size of my laptop keyboard. It has occurred to me to take some of it to work and share but it's going to take the cheese hoarder in me a day or so to come to that sharing place.
Until then I am being innovative. I am going to pack the Dingo and I each a picnic-style lunch for tomorrow. Cheese, crackers, some grapes, an apple and sundried tomoatoes (only for me on that one, the Dingo hates them). I think that sounds lovely.
Wow, I just checked facebook and there were like 10 statuses about people running or working out and I just spent my evening writing a blog post about eating cheese. Something may need to change here. But it won't. Me? Work out? You're funny.
In other news, the sky opened up over Memphis again today, dumping tons of water and hail. There is a drainage problem in the yard outside The Company's building so it turned into a lake and flooded the front parking lot. That sucks for the people who deal with the property but it made for an interesting distraction on a Monday. It's always entertaining to go into my bosses office to ask him a question and am met with, "look at the parking lot!" It's interesting to see people pulling out of the parking lot through all the water when they could go out the other side that is higher ground. Hey, it's your car, do with it what you will.
Ok, I'm off to pack our Tuesday work picnics. Later taters. Stay dry!
P.S. It has come to my attention that a friend generally reads my blog in the morning. So, good morning MC! I'll be asking you to clock me in in the next few minutes. Go ahead and get that timeclock ready ;) Loves!
The problem is that the Dingo still isn't home and all these snacky foods are really tempting to pick at. And man, I have been picking. I've been wandering around the house and every time I pass the refrigerator I stop in for a bite of something. At this point I think I have eaten an entire dinner serving just by passing the fridge. And, full discloser, we have a lot of cheese here. A lot even for me. When I went to pick up doggy Arleen this afternoon my mom gave me the leftovers from a wedding shower she threw yesterday. This added gouda, havarti, cheddar and brie to the huge chunk of St. Albre already in a fridge. Woh! And to top that off, the brie that she gave me isn't just a normal wedge. I was going to show you a picture but it won't upload for some reason. Suffice to say the sucker is the size of my laptop keyboard. It has occurred to me to take some of it to work and share but it's going to take the cheese hoarder in me a day or so to come to that sharing place.
Until then I am being innovative. I am going to pack the Dingo and I each a picnic-style lunch for tomorrow. Cheese, crackers, some grapes, an apple and sundried tomoatoes (only for me on that one, the Dingo hates them). I think that sounds lovely.
Wow, I just checked facebook and there were like 10 statuses about people running or working out and I just spent my evening writing a blog post about eating cheese. Something may need to change here. But it won't. Me? Work out? You're funny.
In other news, the sky opened up over Memphis again today, dumping tons of water and hail. There is a drainage problem in the yard outside The Company's building so it turned into a lake and flooded the front parking lot. That sucks for the people who deal with the property but it made for an interesting distraction on a Monday. It's always entertaining to go into my bosses office to ask him a question and am met with, "look at the parking lot!" It's interesting to see people pulling out of the parking lot through all the water when they could go out the other side that is higher ground. Hey, it's your car, do with it what you will.
Ok, I'm off to pack our Tuesday work picnics. Later taters. Stay dry!
P.S. It has come to my attention that a friend generally reads my blog in the morning. So, good morning MC! I'll be asking you to clock me in in the next few minutes. Go ahead and get that timeclock ready ;) Loves!
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Dingo and Doodle Saturday Fun: Episode 6
So Saturday wasn't actually that fun. The Dingo and I worked our tails off at the house. He worked outside and I cleaned inside. Woohooo! We did go to dinner at Huey's midtown afterward. The place was filled with pregnant women and babies. Like, crazy amounts of them. However, at the tables on each side of us were college guys talking about how drunk they got last night and who puked. I felt like that leveled the situation out a bit. I do have to mention that I posted that on facebook and my friend Sum replied "Do not order the babies!" Nice one.
Today, Sunday, was actually the fun day. We registered! Bed Bath and Beyond didn't know what it had coming today. The conversations basically went "Do we want this?" "Just scan it, we can return it if we change our minds later." So we are registered for tons of crap.
While I was originally handed the scanner, the Dingo physically forced it away from me. He said he just wanted to use the scanner but, to my suspicion, it was so that I couldn't tell him no to things. Several times I would say, no, I don't want that. SCAN! Damnit Dingo! I am returning that if anyone buys it for us (specifically the digital picture frame for those of you wondering.) We sort of went nuts though and it was fun. I said a whole lot of "get two of those," "scan that again," "who knows, I might use that some day."
After that we went to dinner at Place that Shall Not Be Named Because I Usually Like it. And the food was CRAP! So I suggested we pick something up at the store to take home since we will most likely be hungry later. This landed us at Fresh Market. Huuuuggeee Win! That place is the best for snacks. But it aint cheap. At some point I looked at the basket and told the Dingo we had gotten out of hand and it was going to be pricey. He disagreed so I went for another $8 chunk of cheese. And it was pricey. But as I eat the bag of nuts we bought, I'm not complaining.
That's it for the weekend. I guess we are going to watch a movie now. We are wavering now on which utensils we registered for. I'll post pics later in case someone has an opinion.
Today, Sunday, was actually the fun day. We registered! Bed Bath and Beyond didn't know what it had coming today. The conversations basically went "Do we want this?" "Just scan it, we can return it if we change our minds later." So we are registered for tons of crap.
While I was originally handed the scanner, the Dingo physically forced it away from me. He said he just wanted to use the scanner but, to my suspicion, it was so that I couldn't tell him no to things. Several times I would say, no, I don't want that. SCAN! Damnit Dingo! I am returning that if anyone buys it for us (specifically the digital picture frame for those of you wondering.) We sort of went nuts though and it was fun. I said a whole lot of "get two of those," "scan that again," "who knows, I might use that some day."
After that we went to dinner at Place that Shall Not Be Named Because I Usually Like it. And the food was CRAP! So I suggested we pick something up at the store to take home since we will most likely be hungry later. This landed us at Fresh Market. Huuuuggeee Win! That place is the best for snacks. But it aint cheap. At some point I looked at the basket and told the Dingo we had gotten out of hand and it was going to be pricey. He disagreed so I went for another $8 chunk of cheese. And it was pricey. But as I eat the bag of nuts we bought, I'm not complaining.
That's it for the weekend. I guess we are going to watch a movie now. We are wavering now on which utensils we registered for. I'll post pics later in case someone has an opinion.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
And We're Back
I've been markedly absent from here for a few days. So, I will recap what has been going on that has kept me away from the computer. It has also kept me away from sleep, so if this is incoherent please forgive me.
To start, last weekend we had friends in town again. I love having them but it is hard to excuse yourself from hosting to type on the computer. But on to the rest...It's a long story so I am going to try to be brief.
I'm a total crazy person. An over upgrade of some of doggy Arleen's seizure meds resulted in a totally drugged out dog that could barely stand on her own. I called the doc and he simply said cut back on her meds and wait a couple of days, it will get better. I, however, decide to still freak out and decide she is dieing. After a trip to the emergency vet, a sleepless night listening to her breathe, another trip to her primary vet and several hundred dollars we got a result; I'm a total crazy person. She really did just have too many meds and needed some time to get it out of her system. As of now she is a little sluggish but mostly back to herself. Lord help us all when I have a child. (Note: Thanks to Granny for the money for my freak out. The doggy Arleen and I are sure glad you love us so much.)
If I had written between the last post and now it would have just said OH MY GOD THE WORLD IS ENDING. Not very entertaining.
Doggy Arleen is currently sleeping it off and I'm (mostly) convinced the world will turn another day. However, I'm exhausted. Hopefully with some rest I'll be a bit more interesting. Plans for the weekend are to hang out with the Dingo at home. We may go register on Sunday. We shall see.
Sorry if this post is lame. I'm tired. Just missed being here and wanted to touch base. I'll be back in full swing tomorrow.
To start, last weekend we had friends in town again. I love having them but it is hard to excuse yourself from hosting to type on the computer. But on to the rest...It's a long story so I am going to try to be brief.
I'm a total crazy person. An over upgrade of some of doggy Arleen's seizure meds resulted in a totally drugged out dog that could barely stand on her own. I called the doc and he simply said cut back on her meds and wait a couple of days, it will get better. I, however, decide to still freak out and decide she is dieing. After a trip to the emergency vet, a sleepless night listening to her breathe, another trip to her primary vet and several hundred dollars we got a result; I'm a total crazy person. She really did just have too many meds and needed some time to get it out of her system. As of now she is a little sluggish but mostly back to herself. Lord help us all when I have a child. (Note: Thanks to Granny for the money for my freak out. The doggy Arleen and I are sure glad you love us so much.)
If I had written between the last post and now it would have just said OH MY GOD THE WORLD IS ENDING. Not very entertaining.
Doggy Arleen is currently sleeping it off and I'm (mostly) convinced the world will turn another day. However, I'm exhausted. Hopefully with some rest I'll be a bit more interesting. Plans for the weekend are to hang out with the Dingo at home. We may go register on Sunday. We shall see.
Sorry if this post is lame. I'm tired. Just missed being here and wanted to touch base. I'll be back in full swing tomorrow.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
The Dingo Ate Your Baby
Ok, here is why I call the Dingo the Dingo. We got engaged at Christmas and soon after, as he called to exchange the shoes I got him for Christmas, I heard him say, "My fiance ordered the wrong size." This was the first time I heard myself referred to as "the fiance." The first thing that popped into my head was this video. It stuck.
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