Last update April 3. My goodness.
I've started to wonder if my life is really happening if I'm not posting about it on Twitter/Facebook. I just spent 45 minutes reading all my people's updates on Facebook from the weekend (300+ people, 3 days worth of updates) and actually felt bad that I didn't post something for Mother's Day. I called my mom, and sent her a present and a card that showed up ON TIME for once. Is it enough if I didn't post it on Facebook too? It's a weird world we live in these days.
I haven't been blogging in months mostly because I've been very short on time. Also because as I've been sitting here trying to compose my thoughts, I forget what I was going to write just as soon as it pops into my head. Let's assume it was brilliant, shall we?
This past weekend we celebrated the 2-year anniversary of our company, Click Communications. When Mac and I started this gig, it was just the two of us and our one client. Today we still have that client, as well as two others, as well as 6 full-time employees, 3 part-time contractors, and 2 advisory board members. Our press list, and the strength of the relationships that go with it, has more than doubled. I feel anxious sharing our success because I constantly feel, every second, that there's still SO MUCH MORE TO DO. Do more! Be better! But we'll get there, and in the meantime, I feel very lucky and grateful to see our hard work pay off this way. There are many hard-working people in our country right now who are not enjoying as much success, and we will not take this for granted.
We celebrated with a party here at the house on Saturday, a day that started with coffee and watching Friday's Dollhouse finale. [Sidebar: Friday we were discussing Dollhouse with our friends, and I said to Mac, "Remember that episode that got all surreal and rapey?" His response: "You mean all of them?" I'm intrigued by this show, but he's not wrong, and it bums me out. I love a Joss Project, but I'd prefer to see his next one with a little less rape. Is that too much to ask from the guy who's all, "I'll quit writing strong female characters when everyone keeps asking me WHY I write strong female characters"? I think not.] The party was a fabulous success, which I say myself because I know we could not have pulled it off without Mac's sister, our dear friends visiting from Seattle, and our rock star staff helping set it up and make everything go smoothly. The night ended with me getting a face full of veggie burger juice, which made me very cranky, and also made me realize A) throwing a party for 10+ hours after two weeks of Work Insanity is Exhausting, and B) sobering up and cleaning while your friends are still drunk & partying is no fun. I think the solution is maybe to stay drunk? A theory to test at the next party, perhaps.
In other news, Captain Awesome has a gimpy leg from jumping on the fence trying to catch squirrels/our neighbors and has been limping around for a week. I thought it would heal on its own but it hasn't, and it just breaks my heart and I'm taking him to the vet today. Both of our dogs have been extra cuddly and clingy lately, I think because of our recent Hawaii trip. I would take them with us if I could. Penny would love chasing geckos.
Now that I'm thinking of taking Captain to the vet, I'm reminded of preparations I need to make for a meeting tomorrow morning, and all this other work I have to do. I think I'm a little rusty at the blogging, but I think I could fit it back into my life. This took 15 minutes to write, as opposed to the 45 I spent on Facebook, which is supposed to take less time. It's a weird world we live in these days.
Showing posts with label pups. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pups. Show all posts
Monday, May 11, 2009
Thursday, January 01, 2009
I actually accomplished a lot
I'm currently enjoying our New Year's Day tradition of Egg Dish and horror movies with good friends. Since I don't love horror movies, I thought I'd get caught up on the past year at the same time. To say 2008 was busy would be a ridiculous understatement. I actually accomplished a lot of the stuff I wanted to do, including:
Threw our most kick-ass Oscar party yet in February.
Saw the dogs get cuter, and eat the eyes out of a bee.
Rocked St. Pat's with my favorite Scorpios.
Hiked up Runyon Canyon with Amy & Chip on Easter Morning.
Went to Medieval Times for the first time.
Bought my first bike in many, many years.
Went on a fabulous Hawaiian vacation; swam laps in this body of water.
Watched the dogs get even cuter.
Celebrated the one-year anniversary of Click.
Became a triathlete.
Enjoyed Minnesota in summertime, visiting Amy & Chip over 4th of July weekend.
Celebrated nephew Rusty's 1st birthday in Santa Barbara with the entire McLean clan.
Watched my little family get even cuter.
Met Mia Michaels.
Went to San Diego Comic Con for the first time, followed by a trip to the San Diego Zoo. (Got Nerd Flu.)
Celebrated Kristin & Mark's marriage with good friends outside of Boston.
Reunited with my UNC Crew in Greeley Colorado; danced and danced.
Ate a delicious peach from Mom's tree in her backyard. (Also went to my first water aerobics class.)
Threw a Valley Girl Slumber Party Bridal Shower for Amanda, and had attendees do 80's makeovers for fabulous prizes.
Bridesmaided for my dear friends, once in September, once in October. Thanked God my friends have lovely taste in bridesmaid dresses.
Worked my ass off, rubbed shoulders with celebs, and pissed off Victor Garber at the Runway for Life event.
Threw the Halloween Cocktail Party I've wanted to throw, oh, forever; discovered black vodka.
Met one of the funniest women alive, Amy Sedaris.
Voted in one of the most important elections of our lifetime; wept with joy on Election Night.
Gardened! I finally populated the little garden in front of our house with herbs and flowers, I planted three rose bushes, and we had a tree planted in the front yard.
Learned how to weave a lattice pie crust and baked the world's most beautiful (and delicious) apple pie for Thanksgiving.
Bought the prettiest white winter coat just before our trip to Seattle, where we got to see some fabulous friends, and got a truckload of great business accomplished. (Also, note how long hair has gotten!)
Took formal family portraits with the McLeans at Sears.
Sent out beautiful Click holiday cards to our clients and press.
Enjoyed a lovely, low-key Christmas in Santa Barbara.
And, finally, watched the dogs get even cuter.
- Run a mile.
- Visit the San Diego Zoo
- Take the dogs for walks in Runyon Canyon and Fryman Canyon
- Plant a tree in our front yard
- Present a full-on summer season of Tiki Theater
- Grow my hair past my shoulders
Threw our most kick-ass Oscar party yet in February.
Saw the dogs get cuter, and eat the eyes out of a bee.
Rocked St. Pat's with my favorite Scorpios.
Hiked up Runyon Canyon with Amy & Chip on Easter Morning.
Went to Medieval Times for the first time.
Bought my first bike in many, many years.
Went on a fabulous Hawaiian vacation; swam laps in this body of water.
Watched the dogs get even cuter.
Celebrated the one-year anniversary of Click.
Became a triathlete.
Enjoyed Minnesota in summertime, visiting Amy & Chip over 4th of July weekend.
Celebrated nephew Rusty's 1st birthday in Santa Barbara with the entire McLean clan.
Watched my little family get even cuter.
Met Mia Michaels.
Went to San Diego Comic Con for the first time, followed by a trip to the San Diego Zoo. (Got Nerd Flu.)
Celebrated Kristin & Mark's marriage with good friends outside of Boston.
Reunited with my UNC Crew in Greeley Colorado; danced and danced.
Ate a delicious peach from Mom's tree in her backyard. (Also went to my first water aerobics class.)
Threw a Valley Girl Slumber Party Bridal Shower for Amanda, and had attendees do 80's makeovers for fabulous prizes.
Bridesmaided for my dear friends, once in September, once in October. Thanked God my friends have lovely taste in bridesmaid dresses.
Worked my ass off, rubbed shoulders with celebs, and pissed off Victor Garber at the Runway for Life event.
Threw the Halloween Cocktail Party I've wanted to throw, oh, forever; discovered black vodka.
Met one of the funniest women alive, Amy Sedaris.
Voted in one of the most important elections of our lifetime; wept with joy on Election Night.
Gardened! I finally populated the little garden in front of our house with herbs and flowers, I planted three rose bushes, and we had a tree planted in the front yard.
Learned how to weave a lattice pie crust and baked the world's most beautiful (and delicious) apple pie for Thanksgiving.
Bought the prettiest white winter coat just before our trip to Seattle, where we got to see some fabulous friends, and got a truckload of great business accomplished. (Also, note how long hair has gotten!)
Took formal family portraits with the McLeans at Sears.
Sent out beautiful Click holiday cards to our clients and press.
Enjoyed a lovely, low-key Christmas in Santa Barbara.
And, finally, watched the dogs get even cuter.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Burned out
Hey friends. Burned out on all the election shenanigans, all the blogs (mine included) that just can't let this stuff go without voicing an opinion, all the news about this crisis and that crisis and this hateful group and that stupid person and all whatever?
Natalie Portman and Rashida Jones have the answer. For all of you that are still visiting my blog despite all the political stuffs & whatnot: this is for you.
Thanks for hangin' tough. I'll get back to blogging about parties & cupcakes shortly, I'm sure.
Natalie Portman and Rashida Jones have the answer. For all of you that are still visiting my blog despite all the political stuffs & whatnot: this is for you.
See more Natalie Portman videos at Funny or Die
Thanks for hangin' tough. I'll get back to blogging about parties & cupcakes shortly, I'm sure.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
ponder this photo
Halloween was laid-back and fun. There were way fewer trick-or-treaters this year than last year, so we're now saddled with an obnoxious surplus of cavity-inducing, ass-swelling candy. While we figure out what to do with it, besides eat way too much of it, I think I'm just going to ponder this photo, and wonder how the heck our dogs got to be so darn cute.
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Downward facing dog
Every morning I get up, and the dogs run to greet me and get their morning pets. Captain then does my favorite thing:
Downward facing dog.
Sometimes, if mAc or I bend over to stretch, or do pushups, or even yoga, he'll join in with this move. Because he's pretty much the cutest dog ever.
Downward facing dog.
Sometimes, if mAc or I bend over to stretch, or do pushups, or even yoga, he'll join in with this move. Because he's pretty much the cutest dog ever.
Sunday, August 13, 2006
*slurp*
Hi! I'm Penny! I mean, I'm Miss Moneypenny, but you can call me Penny! I'm super cute and lovey and I have a biiiiiig tongue! *slurp* You're delicious! I wanna lick your face, and your arms, and your shirt, and your jeans, and your neck, and your shoes and...
Hey! Where you going? I thought we were playing! Come back here! *slurp*
Hey! Where you going? I thought we were playing! Come back here! *slurp*
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Miss Moneypenny
mAc and I had agreed long ago that Captain Awesome should have a sibling. Not only was he quickly turning into a spoiled only child (totally our fault), but we felt bad that he was spending the majority of his days home alone on the couch, save for occasional lunchtime visits from Daddy. When we agreed to dogsit for a friend of ours, and have her pit-mix Lucy come stay with us, we quickly realized how much fun it would be to have a two-dog family. We'd even planned on going to a dog fair tomorrow to see if she was there, waiting for us.
Well, we got this email earlier this week from the woman who fostered Captain and brought him into our lives, Stephanie. Stephanie not only rescues dogs regularly, thereby assuring herself beachfront property in heaven, but she also teaches school, where she has instilled kindness to animals into her students. Imagine her pride when they came to her and told her about this little dog they rescued. This is the story she sent to us.
The kids found the dog outside a grocery store, where she had wandered in, starving, in search of food, and where the store manager had tried to make her leave by throwing hot coffee on her. The quiet pup then followed the kids home and sat with them quietly on the grass outside one of their homes. They washed her up, got a collar on her, and decided to take her to a shelter. She clearly didn't have a home to go to.
They took her to a better shelter than the one in their neighborhood (the one where a dog has maybe 24 hours before going to death row, sadly). The "better" shelter still wasn't good enough. Once she got to there, she was kenneled in one big cement and chain link cell filled with a bunch of other dogs, some nice... some not. That night, she was attacked by a pit bull and had to be rushed to the vet for stitches and staples.
We knew about her before the attack, but on when we heard about it we decided, at the very least, we'd foster her if only to get her out of there as soon as possible.
Yesterday morning she got spayed, which is the rule for rescue dogs, and picked up by Stephanie. mAc went and got her from Steph's last night, and brought her home.
And then we named her. I mean, look at this face:
Right?
She's an angel. Extremely affectionate, especially with the kisses. Likes to sleep on my feet. We think she's about eight months old based on the size and quantity of her teeth. I don't think she's ever lived in anything resembling a house, ever. As such, she doesn't understand a single command (in English, anyway), and doesn't understand why we make the loud noises and swat her on the nose when she pees all over the house. (I've already cleaned up 3 puddles today.) So housetraining will be a challenge, but it's nothing we haven't done before. We'll teach her. She's a very smart girl.
We think she's a Labrador/terrier mix, as her fur is kind of wiry and her legs are a little stumpy. She's all black except for a tuft of white on her chest, four white paws, and the tiniest tip of white at the end of her tail.
Most important, she loooooves her big brother. Much to his chagrin, I'm afraid.
So that's it. We have our dogs. Captain Awesome, and introducing...
Miss Moneypenny.
Well, we got this email earlier this week from the woman who fostered Captain and brought him into our lives, Stephanie. Stephanie not only rescues dogs regularly, thereby assuring herself beachfront property in heaven, but she also teaches school, where she has instilled kindness to animals into her students. Imagine her pride when they came to her and told her about this little dog they rescued. This is the story she sent to us.
The kids found the dog outside a grocery store, where she had wandered in, starving, in search of food, and where the store manager had tried to make her leave by throwing hot coffee on her. The quiet pup then followed the kids home and sat with them quietly on the grass outside one of their homes. They washed her up, got a collar on her, and decided to take her to a shelter. She clearly didn't have a home to go to.
They took her to a better shelter than the one in their neighborhood (the one where a dog has maybe 24 hours before going to death row, sadly). The "better" shelter still wasn't good enough. Once she got to there, she was kenneled in one big cement and chain link cell filled with a bunch of other dogs, some nice... some not. That night, she was attacked by a pit bull and had to be rushed to the vet for stitches and staples.
We knew about her before the attack, but on when we heard about it we decided, at the very least, we'd foster her if only to get her out of there as soon as possible.
Yesterday morning she got spayed, which is the rule for rescue dogs, and picked up by Stephanie. mAc went and got her from Steph's last night, and brought her home.
And then we named her. I mean, look at this face:
Right?
She's an angel. Extremely affectionate, especially with the kisses. Likes to sleep on my feet. We think she's about eight months old based on the size and quantity of her teeth. I don't think she's ever lived in anything resembling a house, ever. As such, she doesn't understand a single command (in English, anyway), and doesn't understand why we make the loud noises and swat her on the nose when she pees all over the house. (I've already cleaned up 3 puddles today.) So housetraining will be a challenge, but it's nothing we haven't done before. We'll teach her. She's a very smart girl.
We think she's a Labrador/terrier mix, as her fur is kind of wiry and her legs are a little stumpy. She's all black except for a tuft of white on her chest, four white paws, and the tiniest tip of white at the end of her tail.
Most important, she loooooves her big brother. Much to his chagrin, I'm afraid.
So that's it. We have our dogs. Captain Awesome, and introducing...
Miss Moneypenny.
Friday, June 02, 2006
Captain Badass
Write your own caption for this photo.
(If the Comments don't work for you, email me and I'll post it.)
(If the Comments don't work for you, email me and I'll post it.)
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
BOYEEE, YOU KNOW! BRING IT! AW HELL YEAH!
Hi everyone. I haven't blogged properly in ages. I hope to make it all up to you today. It's long, so just pretend they're all separate entries and you're the one who's behind and needs to get all caught up. Not me. Heh.
April 14: Got my hair done.
April 15: Decided haircut was Pretty.
Also, went to Santa Barbara for Easter, hung out with mAc's family, did a truckload of shopping in preparation for annual marketing conference. Purchased first pair of Really Huge Sunglasses to ever look good on me (not pictured... yet).
April 18 - 21: National Sales & Marketing Conference.
For which I crafted three completely kick-ass mixes named for our conference theme (Fun, Focused, Fearless!), led a fun and fabulous session on making the most of your Powerpoint presentation, and delivered some of the worst karaoke of my entire life. I think at this point, it was Raining Men. Hallelujah.
April 22: Had some lovely ladies over for tea, tiny sandwiches and lemon cupcakes.
(Note to self: Do not schedule parties, no matter how small, directly following a work conference ever. Again.)
April 25: Rob Zombie at the Wiltern.
A great show to be sure, but I was a little disappointed that he didn't have any go-go dancers in fetish costume to dance along to songs like "Living Dead Girl." I had to do all the go-go dancing by myself. Not that I mind.
So there we were at the show, in your basic Rock Pose (arms crossed/in belt loops, one foot forward, rocking front to back, head bobbing), enjoying the thumping and screaming of Zombie while a screen filled with anime, horror, death and porn flashed behind him, and as I'm watching the bazillionth animated bouncing boob on the screen it occurs to me, "I wonder if there are any gay Zombie fans? I wonder if there are any here?" At which exact point, no joke, my gay friend Robert taps me on the shoulder and goes, "Dinah? Is that you?" What are the odds? He was there because his brother manages the opening band or something (and I want to follow that sentence with "of course" but I don't know if that's bitchy). But he quite enjoyed Zombie's set. I believe those were his exact words.
April 28 - 30, May 3: Vegas, baby, Vegas
Vegas was fun, for the most part. The first trip, anyway. Actually, the whole thing was awesome except for the entire day I spent at the LV airport trying (and failing) to fly home standby on an earlier flight. That day kind of sucked.
The rest of the trip was a blast, though, and a delightful reminder about why we keep in touch with our friends out of town. Because, aside from being super cool and fun (duh), old friends are the ones that you can meet up with and just start chatting about whatever. No catch-up, no "So.... what's new since we last saw you?" Just a simple "How are you" and we're off.
The exclusive Scrubs party we got to attend was pretty cool, too. Everyone I met was so nice and happy and groovy--Dave Foley shared his bottle of vodka with me. And for anyone who ever worried about how I might behave when I've tied on one too many, worry no more. Evidently, I just get hyper-professional. I walked right up to Bill Lawrence, creator and producer of Scrubs, and told him, "Bill, I've met lots of people from both the cast and crew at this party tonight, and every single one of them has told me, individually and independently, that they love their jobs and love coming into work. And Bill, YOU create that environment, and make Scrubs such a happy place to work, and that's a really cool thing. And I know you have a hard time taking compliments, but you should know that." After which he kind of sputtered a thank you (he really can't take a compliment), and I just turned around and sauntered off.
Going back to Vegas for work on the 3rd was less fun, unless you count all the ass I kicked in my Big Important Client Meeting. That was totally fun.
**By the way, you should go ahead and assume that in between the dates listed here, I'm at the office working my ass off, or at home recovering from either work or travel. Meetings and conferences don't prepare for themselves, you know.
May 5: Captain Awesome turns 1!
May 6: Cinco de Mayo Part Deux: Revenge of the Tiki Gods vs. Captain Awesome
Really good friends Janice and Kelly came to stay with us from Seattle this weekend, and on Saturday we unveiled the glory of the completed tiki bar in the backyard. And celebrated Captain Awesome's birthday with a yard full of (mostly well-behaved) puppies and (mostly well-behaved) friends. With margaritas. Lots and lots of margaritas.
May 8,9: Flew to Chantilly, VA and flew back.
The weirdest part was never adjusting to the time zone change. I couldn't get to sleep before 1 am EST because my body thought it was only 10 pm, Pacific. And when, the next day, I finished my presentation at around 10:30, I couldn't help but feel in my bones that it was simply not right to have woken up, eaten breakfast, gone into the office, and completed a one-hour presentation all before 7:30 in the morning. WEIRD.
May 12-14: Birthday celebrating and wine tasting in the Santa Rosa
On May 13, 2006, my best friend from high school and beyond, Kate, turned 30. We kid about her being "30 going on 13" but the truth is I'm jealous because she's still so young and pretty.
We went to Korbel, Roshambo and Armida wineries, ending the day with a couple bottles of chilled, delicious sauvignon blanc and a fairly civilized game of bocce ball. At which I KICKED ASS, BOYEEE, YOU KNOW! BRING IT! AW HELL YEAH!
*ahem*
May 15: mAc & Dinah, one year and counting.
As mAc said, "Year one went down like a shot of Hangar One. Smooth and buzzy."
May 17: Sucked.
First, I got a ticket. For not stopping completely at a stop sign. Which... yeah, I fucked up and got busted, and it's totally embarrassing, but damn. That stupid ticket broke an over 10-year streak of NO traffic tickets.
Second, I spent all day in a Really Big REALLY Important Client Meeting, for which I had prepared and prepared and rushed all these materials that I normally do in about 2 - 3 weeks, but had about 4 days to throw together. And y'all? My shit was TIGHT. I was ready to ROCK. So, naturally, I never got the time or opportunity to present during the entire five-hour-long meeting. Which was awesome because, you know, I LOVE wasting my time.
May 20 - 25: In Chicago
I spent the Most Relaxing Weekend Ever with my old college friends, Ryan and Carrie ("Bell"). We ate good food, hung out with the pets (including a big, sweet horse named Louie), went to the Morton Arboretum, ate more good food, and talked and talked and talked. I haven't seen Bell & Ryan in nine years, yet we caught up like no time had passed. You know, the way you do with old friends. It was beautiful and amazing.
The rest of the time was spent at a conference for work, which. Eh. It was fine. I got some decent pictures, though.
Finally,
May 27-29: Big ol' heaping gobs of NOTHING
So nice. So necessary.
May 30: Back at it.
Hopefully the next entry will come faster. Many thanks to all y'all who keep coming back and reading! *MWAH*
April 14: Got my hair done.
April 15: Decided haircut was Pretty.
Also, went to Santa Barbara for Easter, hung out with mAc's family, did a truckload of shopping in preparation for annual marketing conference. Purchased first pair of Really Huge Sunglasses to ever look good on me (not pictured... yet).
April 18 - 21: National Sales & Marketing Conference.
For which I crafted three completely kick-ass mixes named for our conference theme (Fun, Focused, Fearless!), led a fun and fabulous session on making the most of your Powerpoint presentation, and delivered some of the worst karaoke of my entire life. I think at this point, it was Raining Men. Hallelujah.
April 22: Had some lovely ladies over for tea, tiny sandwiches and lemon cupcakes.
(Note to self: Do not schedule parties, no matter how small, directly following a work conference ever. Again.)
April 25: Rob Zombie at the Wiltern.
A great show to be sure, but I was a little disappointed that he didn't have any go-go dancers in fetish costume to dance along to songs like "Living Dead Girl." I had to do all the go-go dancing by myself. Not that I mind.
So there we were at the show, in your basic Rock Pose (arms crossed/in belt loops, one foot forward, rocking front to back, head bobbing), enjoying the thumping and screaming of Zombie while a screen filled with anime, horror, death and porn flashed behind him, and as I'm watching the bazillionth animated bouncing boob on the screen it occurs to me, "I wonder if there are any gay Zombie fans? I wonder if there are any here?" At which exact point, no joke, my gay friend Robert taps me on the shoulder and goes, "Dinah? Is that you?" What are the odds? He was there because his brother manages the opening band or something (and I want to follow that sentence with "of course" but I don't know if that's bitchy). But he quite enjoyed Zombie's set. I believe those were his exact words.
April 28 - 30, May 3: Vegas, baby, Vegas
Vegas was fun, for the most part. The first trip, anyway. Actually, the whole thing was awesome except for the entire day I spent at the LV airport trying (and failing) to fly home standby on an earlier flight. That day kind of sucked.
The rest of the trip was a blast, though, and a delightful reminder about why we keep in touch with our friends out of town. Because, aside from being super cool and fun (duh), old friends are the ones that you can meet up with and just start chatting about whatever. No catch-up, no "So.... what's new since we last saw you?" Just a simple "How are you" and we're off.
The exclusive Scrubs party we got to attend was pretty cool, too. Everyone I met was so nice and happy and groovy--Dave Foley shared his bottle of vodka with me. And for anyone who ever worried about how I might behave when I've tied on one too many, worry no more. Evidently, I just get hyper-professional. I walked right up to Bill Lawrence, creator and producer of Scrubs, and told him, "Bill, I've met lots of people from both the cast and crew at this party tonight, and every single one of them has told me, individually and independently, that they love their jobs and love coming into work. And Bill, YOU create that environment, and make Scrubs such a happy place to work, and that's a really cool thing. And I know you have a hard time taking compliments, but you should know that." After which he kind of sputtered a thank you (he really can't take a compliment), and I just turned around and sauntered off.
Going back to Vegas for work on the 3rd was less fun, unless you count all the ass I kicked in my Big Important Client Meeting. That was totally fun.
**By the way, you should go ahead and assume that in between the dates listed here, I'm at the office working my ass off, or at home recovering from either work or travel. Meetings and conferences don't prepare for themselves, you know.
May 5: Captain Awesome turns 1!
May 6: Cinco de Mayo Part Deux: Revenge of the Tiki Gods vs. Captain Awesome
Really good friends Janice and Kelly came to stay with us from Seattle this weekend, and on Saturday we unveiled the glory of the completed tiki bar in the backyard. And celebrated Captain Awesome's birthday with a yard full of (mostly well-behaved) puppies and (mostly well-behaved) friends. With margaritas. Lots and lots of margaritas.
May 8,9: Flew to Chantilly, VA and flew back.
The weirdest part was never adjusting to the time zone change. I couldn't get to sleep before 1 am EST because my body thought it was only 10 pm, Pacific. And when, the next day, I finished my presentation at around 10:30, I couldn't help but feel in my bones that it was simply not right to have woken up, eaten breakfast, gone into the office, and completed a one-hour presentation all before 7:30 in the morning. WEIRD.
May 12-14: Birthday celebrating and wine tasting in the Santa Rosa
On May 13, 2006, my best friend from high school and beyond, Kate, turned 30. We kid about her being "30 going on 13" but the truth is I'm jealous because she's still so young and pretty.
We went to Korbel, Roshambo and Armida wineries, ending the day with a couple bottles of chilled, delicious sauvignon blanc and a fairly civilized game of bocce ball. At which I KICKED ASS, BOYEEE, YOU KNOW! BRING IT! AW HELL YEAH!
*ahem*
May 15: mAc & Dinah, one year and counting.
As mAc said, "Year one went down like a shot of Hangar One. Smooth and buzzy."
May 17: Sucked.
First, I got a ticket. For not stopping completely at a stop sign. Which... yeah, I fucked up and got busted, and it's totally embarrassing, but damn. That stupid ticket broke an over 10-year streak of NO traffic tickets.
Second, I spent all day in a Really Big REALLY Important Client Meeting, for which I had prepared and prepared and rushed all these materials that I normally do in about 2 - 3 weeks, but had about 4 days to throw together. And y'all? My shit was TIGHT. I was ready to ROCK. So, naturally, I never got the time or opportunity to present during the entire five-hour-long meeting. Which was awesome because, you know, I LOVE wasting my time.
May 20 - 25: In Chicago
I spent the Most Relaxing Weekend Ever with my old college friends, Ryan and Carrie ("Bell"). We ate good food, hung out with the pets (including a big, sweet horse named Louie), went to the Morton Arboretum, ate more good food, and talked and talked and talked. I haven't seen Bell & Ryan in nine years, yet we caught up like no time had passed. You know, the way you do with old friends. It was beautiful and amazing.
The rest of the time was spent at a conference for work, which. Eh. It was fine. I got some decent pictures, though.
Finally,
May 27-29: Big ol' heaping gobs of NOTHING
So nice. So necessary.
May 30: Back at it.
Hopefully the next entry will come faster. Many thanks to all y'all who keep coming back and reading! *MWAH*
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
"My girl-crush thinks I'm gay."
Or, non-sequitur bullets for the blogger on the go.
1) My darling friend Loren, whose quote headlines this list, does not have a blog but she totally should.
2) Fall is the best season EVER. I love autumn the best because:
4) Last night, I put away more things around the house, including a bunch of dishes and things in our new sideboard that mAc put together. Which means our new soup tureen has a home.
5) I can't believe that I have a SOUP TUREEN in my SIDEBOARD.
6) Do you even know what a sideboard is? It's a little buffet/dresser type thing that goes in the dining room. It's part of the dining set we just bought. A set, as in table, sideboard and matching chairs.
7) Note to self: more rock shows. Less Ikea.
8) Veronica Mars, aka the BEST TV SHOW EVER, starts its second season tonight. Do yourself a favor, and set up your TiVO. I know, I know, it's on UPN, but trust me. It rocks. If not me, then trust Joss Whedon, Kevin Smith and Damon Lindelof. They love it too.
9) I actually met Kristin Veitch (from the link above) when we were in Hawaii. She was super nice, and I'm bummed that we didn't get to chat more and geek out over favorite shows like Veronica Mars and Lost and Arrested Development. The woman's got taste.
10) I don't have ten things for this list. It just seemed like I should end on a nice round number.
11) No, wait! Yes I do--I've been meaning to say this for ages, but if you live in SoCal and are looking for a good stylist, go to Frenchy's in Burbank, ask for Petrina, tell her Dinah sent you. She is the best, and keeps my hair looking all kinds of pretty. (The stray hair in the bangs is totally my fault.)
12) How cute is our dog?
*mwah*
1) My darling friend Loren, whose quote headlines this list, does not have a blog but she totally should.
2) Fall is the best season EVER. I love autumn the best because:
- The weather cools off enough for cute jackets and boots.
- New fall TV.
- The best films, usually for Academy consideration, are released in the fall. (Best year ever: 1999)
- I look hot in orange.
- When it starts to rain, I want to bake things and stay home and hunker down with a warm throw and a Twin Peaks marathon.
- The air smells better, like mountains and leaves and bonfires and homecoming football games.
- Halloween.
4) Last night, I put away more things around the house, including a bunch of dishes and things in our new sideboard that mAc put together. Which means our new soup tureen has a home.
5) I can't believe that I have a SOUP TUREEN in my SIDEBOARD.
6) Do you even know what a sideboard is? It's a little buffet/dresser type thing that goes in the dining room. It's part of the dining set we just bought. A set, as in table, sideboard and matching chairs.
7) Note to self: more rock shows. Less Ikea.
8) Veronica Mars, aka the BEST TV SHOW EVER, starts its second season tonight. Do yourself a favor, and set up your TiVO. I know, I know, it's on UPN, but trust me. It rocks. If not me, then trust Joss Whedon, Kevin Smith and Damon Lindelof. They love it too.
9) I actually met Kristin Veitch (from the link above) when we were in Hawaii. She was super nice, and I'm bummed that we didn't get to chat more and geek out over favorite shows like Veronica Mars and Lost and Arrested Development. The woman's got taste.
10) I don't have ten things for this list. It just seemed like I should end on a nice round number.
11) No, wait! Yes I do--I've been meaning to say this for ages, but if you live in SoCal and are looking for a good stylist, go to Frenchy's in Burbank, ask for Petrina, tell her Dinah sent you. She is the best, and keeps my hair looking all kinds of pretty. (The stray hair in the bangs is totally my fault.)
12) How cute is our dog?
*mwah*
Monday, August 08, 2005
bullets
If I find the time to breathe, then there will certainly be more detail to follow, but for now, here are the bullets, in no particular order:
- I went to Chicago for work, and got to spend less than 24 hours with a woman I was best friends with growing up, but haven't seen for over 10 years. It was trippy, cool, overwhelming, intimidating, amazing, and fun. Kind of like my friend herself, actually.
- Work has officially gone ALL ASS UP. On the patented, 1 - 5 Dinah Scale of How Work is Going (tm):
1 = groovy
2 = fine-but-I-spent-too-much-time-online-today
3 = kinda wonky, yo
4 = Suck-tastic
5 = ALL ASS UP
- House is coming along but I haven't spent enough time there working on it. There's primer on some of the walls, including the really really gross room. The floors are done, we have AC, we bought tile and the new windows are on order. I'm fairly certain we've run out of money, but we continue to just Go For It!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111one.
- We're adopting a rescued puppy. His name is Captain Awesome. He is, in fact, awesome.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)