Zut alors!

One of my good friends is always jaunting off across the globe and I've always told her that with enough advance notice I'd go with her. The last time we traveled together it didn't go so well, we got stranded in Mexico due to a hurricane, but it's been nearly 10 years since then so I think we try again.

So the other day she casually mentioned that she's going to Paris next fall to attend an interior design show. Would I like to come?

What do you think I said (well actually, it was an email but you know what I mean)?

Time to start saving my pennies!

Large and in charge

I should have known better and gotten a larger size. Lulu wasn't too thrilled about having me shove her head through a turtleneck either.

What I ate at the Fair

Chocolate covered bacon. Not all that great but not gross. Could have been better.

Dogged a bullet

I rode on this ride at the state fair last week. Frankly, I thought I might die at one point. It looked safe enough, like an easy ride. Yeah, no. My friend shrieked like a little girl. I just closed my eyes and prayed for it to be over.

Anyway, on the news tonight they casually mentioned that a fair worker had to be rushed to the hospital because he fell while taking down a ride today. Guess which ride? That's right, the Flying Bobs.

Don't ask me why it's called that and has a polar bear on it. Things are weird here in North Carolina.

He was no JoJo*

This afternoon I was supposed to have a personal training session at my new gym. What I got instead was a lecture with someone I can only describe as the biggest asshole that I have met in a very long time. If I wanted to talk about my failures and why I'm fat I'd still be in therapy! I just wanted to work out! Tell me how much weight to lift and how many times. Don't lecture me about my eating/drinking/medications (why, yes, you in fact are not a neurologist/endocrinologist and I do in fact need those medications I am on. I don't just take them because I like to swallow pills!)

So after all that he asked me if I was ready to sign up for training sessions with him. Because my momma raised me right (which must be why I didn't just get up and leave) I politely said that I needed to think about it. He asked what there was to think about, why wouldn't I want to train with him? The wounded puppy dog look in his eyes when I said "well, I just don't like you" was almost worth it.


*my awesome trainer in Austin, who not only worked me hard but made me laugh

Tree!

The other day, at work, while I was once again pricing trash cans (I did not go to design school for nearly 6 years to be sourcing trash cans, but whatever), I ran across this most awesome coat tree. I want it so bad. Too bad it's crazy expensive. If one were handy with a jigsaw it would probably be easy to make yourself.

Let the beatings commence

It always makes me laugh when Jillian, one of the trainers on The Biggest Loser (in case you live under a rock), says she is going to give the contestants a beating.

Well today, after being a lazy slug for over a year, I joined a gym. It is swank. All the cardio machines have televisions on them! The membership comes with a couple of sessions with a personal trainer. Again, something I haven't done in over a year. My first one is on Saturday. I'm pretty sure I'm going to get my ass handed to me.

Snuggie on down!

A couple of weeks ago, a friend spotted this Texas Tech snuggie at the grocery store back in Texas and thought I'd get a kick out of it. Oh I did. More than he could even know. I was telling Kristin about it and, because she is an awesome sister, she found it online and bought me one as a belated birthday present! I can't wait to wear my snuggie while I watch tv and knit.

Don't be jealous of my fabulousness.

Lap creature

Now that it's gotten cold here (current temp on this Sunday afternoon is a lovely, damp 43 degrees) Lulu wants to be in my lap all the time. That can be kind of annoying when I'm trying to surf work on the computer or knit. I've got blogs to read and Christmas presents to make, yo!

Doesn't this make you want to have some pie?

Courtesy of Pretty*Swell, I now want to go to the NC State Fair even more. Despite the fact that it's going to be in the 40s this evening I may have to venture out to try some pie....and chocolate covered bacon.

Now I get it

I understand now why everyone is always going to the beaches of North Carolina.

A-maz-ing!





That's just a few of my photos...you can only look at so many pictures of the surf, but if you want to see more, just click here

Beach Bound!

After work tonight we're headed out to the beach. I am looking forward to it, even if it does look like I'm packing half my house. We're staying in a huge house (it sleeps 21 people, but there are only 4 of us) and we have to bring our own sheets and toilet paper. The weather seems like it might cooperate, but even if it doesn't I'll still get to sleep in late!

While I'm gone, Lulu will be at the vet/kennel. She doesn't know it yet, but she's getting her teeth cleaned today. Yay! No more ass breath. Unfortunately, that means she couldn't have breakfast. That's just as hard on me as her because she's been hounding me (haha) since about 5:15 to feed her. Lots of whining and jumping on the bed, licking of the hands.

A-MAIZE-ing

This corn maze is on my way home, practically across the street from where I live, and every day I think to myself that I have got to visit before it's too late. So I was quite pleased to stumble upon this photo on the Cary Citizen website. Now, if I don't make it there, at least I know what it looks like!

Oh and for those of you that don't know, Kay Yow was the head women's basketball coach at NC State.