Friday, February 17, 2012

Friday Brain Dump

I know lots of bloggers who apologize for doing brain dump posts, but I kind of enjoy them. Probably because these types of posts are just bits of random, and I don't know a more random person on this planet than myself.

Roommate Val and I have been working on Project Pantry Clean-Out in anticipation of our expiring lease and upcoming move. We had fish tacos last weekend, worked through a Crock-Pot of taco soup this week, and, judging from the amount of tortillas we have in the cabinet, we'll be eating quesadillas most of next week. I think we're both dreading the day that we're down to canned pumpkin and peanut butter.

Someone on FB misread Val's post as Project Panty Clean-Out, and even though I am vehemently opposed to the use of the word "panty" (SHUDDER.), I think this may be something that needs to happen before The Great Move of 2012 too. Sorry for the TMI. I've scarred many a reader in the years since I started this blog. (Hi, Katie's Justin and this post.) (DO NOT READ THIS POST BOYS.)

Speaking of The Great Move of 2012—surprise!—I'm moving again. It's like my thing. Nine homes plus someone else's couch for a week in 11.5 years. One day I'm going to buy a house and live in it FOREVER. Anyway, moving on, Val is heading back to Florida mid-August for a job, and our lease is up May 31. Several friends offered me a place to stay for a couple weeks while I figured out where I wanted to go, and then suddenly, I had room-and-board lined up for close to four months. And then the same thing happened for Val through August, including a chance to housesit together for the last weeks she's here. I think I speak for both of us when I say we're nervous and excited and hopeful about our summers. I know it sounds crazy, but that just sort of fits right into my life. I'll be writing about My Gypsy Summer on a new blog, and I'll let you know when it's up and running.

The founder of Georgie Beauty came by work today to demo one of their new products—Winks, faux eyelashes that come in three distinct styles. Megan used No. 1 on me, called La Chèrie, which are the longest and most voluminous style. I feel ridiculous but in an awesome way.

I followed this with an afternoon hair cut and color touchup, so I'm feeling particularly Barbie-esque today, save for that whole perfect figure thing. Apologies in advance for all the eye-batting and hair-flipping I got going on today. I look, as one friend pointed out, like Nicki Minaj. Awesome.


I'm going home to see this little guy this weekend, and I'm so excited I'm nearly giddy.

I'm very used to weekly time with two of my BFFs, and I haven't seen them in nearly two weeks. We've talked and G-chatted and texted and Hey Tell'd, but that's not the same as in person. Sydney misses you, Lorraine and Alice.

The Penguin Soda Maker I got for Christmas is pretty much the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me. Thanks, Santa.

Tardy to the party (as usual) but currently digging two great OPI grays: Skull & Glossbones and French Quarter for Your Thoughts (below).

Also loving my Pop Phone. Go ahead and laugh all you want, but my yellow one makes me happy, and it makes multitasking while talking on an iPhone totally awesome.

Happy Weekend!


Amy Bickers said...

After reading this, all I could think about was how I'm going to find an opportunity, next time I'm with you, to use the word "panty." Like: "Hey, look, that dog over there is all pant-y."
OK, that's all I got.