Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Dear City of Portland,
Last night you were terrible to me, my friends, and even my live in. It will be a long time before I forgive you.

Dear Verizon,
Thanks for being there for me last night. What? Never mind you were terrible to me last night too. Where was my network when I needed it most?

Dear Gas Station,
I never thought two words could make me so sad…”cash only”. Perhaps a backup plan might be in order for future “satellite troubles” due to inclement weather. Furthermore, if you are going to suggest I retrieve cash from the ATM located inside your filthy gas station, please ensure its working.

Dear Jetta,
Like always, you rocked it out. You ran on fumes when I needed you to, you were a champ on the roads, and I would never, ever abandon you roadside.

Dear Sam Adams,
Please update your resume.

Dear Hawaii,
We’re on our way.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

I am loving this snowball fight in NYC...

Monday, December 21, 2009

I was feeling a little blue yesterday.

The live in brought me flowers
and let us sleep with the blinds open…
two of my favorite things.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Q&A with The Live In

E: Is this inconveniencing your TV watching?

TLI: Can I watch that too, or no?

E: I’d rather you didn’t.

TLI: {sigh and eye roll} TV gets muted.

E: How has your life changed over this last year since the blog started?

TLI: I feel like in the last year people know more of my unique tendencies.

E: Like what? {trying not to laugh}

TLI: Like the eye cream I use, or all the blogs about the little things I do that make people laugh.

E: Are you full of yourself?

TLI: No, I think I’ve hit super star status though. As the live in. I’ve got a secondary persona.

E: Like Tiger?

TLI: Not quite like Tiger.

E: A little bit like Tiger?

TLI: No.

E: Can you try and answer questions like you normally would, don’t try and use big words to impress people.

TLI: Okay. {TV gets un-muted}

E: Turn the TV off.

TLI: I’m watching this.

E: Have any of the blog posts embarrassed you?

TLI: Yes! The blog post about…? Which one was it? Which one was it? Do you remember which one it was?

E: No.

TLI: It was just a recent one, like in the last two months. Well the pretty boy post was one. If you want to print all the posts and let me go back through them I think I can remember.

E: No, I don’t want to do that.

TLI: What’s the next question? Are you making answers up for me? Do you have these questions already thought up or are you making them up as you go?

E: You’re being weird. Next question – when do you think the blog will end?

TLI: I think the blog has slowed down quite a bit in the last few months. So, I see that as the photography blog takes more of your time this blog will stop. Or, when we move to suburbia and out of the loft. Then it might just be called something different…like, “My crazy husband.”

E: I don’t see us moving to the suburbs anytime soon. Plus, the blog is about more than just you so; I doubt it would ever be called “My Crazy Husband”. Nice try. You’re right though, Life in a Loft will need to end if we move.

TLI: Alright. What’s the next question? Next question, please!

E: Are you ever nervous about what I am going to write about?

TLI: Yes, all the time. You get to see some of the craziness. The singing, the loud noises, the goofiness.

E: If there was one thing you can tell the readers what would it be?

TLI: That our life isn’t always that fun. We have relaxing days, we have quiet days, but we also do have a lot of stories. We’re like any other crazy couple. Are these good answers or are these bad answers?

E: They’re good. Do you ever wish we were less busy?

TLI: No, I like how busy we are. It makes life interesting.

E: How has being married to me changed you?

TLI: {long pause} Hmm…it’s changed me in the way that I see the world and want to see the world. I don’t think I would have traveled and done the things that I have without you.

E: That’s nice of you, I was expected more of a sarcastic answer. What’s your funniest travel memory?

TLI: Just the two of us or anytime?

E: Anytime.

TLI: I think the funniest is when we {Erica’s family} were in London and I got on the Underground going one way, but everyone else got on the train going the other way.

E: Yes, that was funny. Funny how you were the only one to get on that train. Do you think that on our next family trip you will do anything like that?

TLI: I am sure. I’ll find a way.

E: Let’s talk about living in the loft. What is the most challenging part for you?

TLI: The noise that I make that drives you crazy. From the TV being on 5 minutes past 10pm or going to get my water before bed.

E: Those things are annoying. In our next house I’ll install a drinking fountain next to your side of the bed. You drink at least a gallon of water throughout each night. Aside from the location, what’s your favorite part about living here?

TLI: I can see the TV from anywhere in the house.

E: You can’t see the TV from the hallway.

TLI: Pretty close.

E: Sometimes we call your closet your “room”. You’ve been known to go there for some quiet time away from me.

TLI: Yep.

E: Care to comment?

TLI: It’s the littlest, quiet room you’ve ever had!

E: Fair enough.

TLI: {grinning from ear to ear} What other barn busters do you have for me?

E: Do you think we’ll ever finish the painting?

TLI: Yes. The day before we put it on the market.

E: Maybe I’ll make that my 2010 resolution?

TLI: Yeah? Awesome.

E: What’s one thing that’s surprised you about living here?

TLI: How much we eat out. And how quiet it is.

E: I cooked a really good dinner last Sunday.

TLI: Yeah, but we still eat out way too much.

E: Well, should I make that my New Year’s resolution? Or stick with the painting? I can’t commit to both.

TLI: Both.

E: What’s your New Year’s resolution?

TLI: To run more.

E: Like from the cops or like Forrest Gump?

TLI: Like Forrest Gump.

E: Have you ever been arrested?

TLI: No. I have had a ton of cops in my house before but…

E: Why?!

TLI: Well…when I was a sophomore in college I was walking from my friend’s house to my house with a case of beer in my hand. I was of course underage at the time. In the distance I happened to see a cop on my way, so not wanting to get caught with the beer I decided to run back to my place. What I didn’t know what that there happened to be a robbery or kidnapping in the area and once the cops saw me sprint away they thought I could be involved in the robbery. I had just gotten back to my house and put the beer in the fridge when five cop cars pulled up outside my house. They knocked on the door and asked if they could come in to check things out. Of course I was freaking out and thought that this was all over the case of beer I had in my possession. After they were done searching my house they told me that something had happened and that they were on the lookout.

E: I can’t believe I’ve never heard that story before! That’s so you though. Who sprints at the sight of cops? I think our interview is over. Nothing can top that story…

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Just Another Morning

The holidays do not stress me out. I share a pretty cool mom who takes very good care of us, so I literally can go home with the clothes on my back and be totally set. However, now that my sister is going Violet Beauregarde on me I don’t think I’ll be sharing clothes with her anytime soon. Regardless, we are totally taken care of and this makes my Christmas much less stressful.

That being said, I’ve been a mental mess lately. My schedule has been insane. My workload is heavy. And I’m about to check myself into mental rehab. Or go to Cabo, whichever is cheaper. I am not 100% complaining. But I am prepping you. Because in order to fully understand my little situation this morning, you must realize I am a wreck.

After going through my pile of clean/semi dirty clothes on the floor I came up with a pretty decent outfit for the day. I decided to compliment this outfit with a pair of zip up boots. Now, the boots are about a half size too small for me anyways, but when I put them on this morning they felt extra tight. And uncomfortable. Like I was in Geisha training or something. Powering through the pain in the name of beauty I went along with my morning. I chalked this sudden misfit of footwear up to my recently discovered gray hairs, as I do with everything that now looks, bigger, fatter, flabbier, or less Gisele like.

However, walking was a challenge too. It was awkward and made me feel extremely dizzy.

I am sure you’re all a little more intelligent than I, and have by now realized I had my shoes on the wrong feet. My only saving grace was that the live in had already left for work, and I avoided rounds of teasing. Or so I thought.

I love my work family almost as much as I love my real family. So, I made the mistake of telling them this story too. There was quite a bit of laughter to say the least. And, if that wasn’t bad enough someone who was only partially listening asked me how old I was when this happened to me. Well – it was THIS morning, so that’d make me about 28. I do believe she peed her pants from laughing so hard.

Maybe my mom can write a big L and R on the soles of my shoes while I am home…

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

It's My Blog Birthday!

Happy blog birthday to me!
On Saturday this little online diary will be one year old.
Thanks for reading, laughing, and having fun along with us.
In honor of the big day I’ll be posting a Q & A with…
the live in!

Monday, December 7, 2009

O Christmas Tree

The live in and I decided to get a Christmas tree this year. Last year we opted out. The year before that we made a pilgrimage into the forest (okay a u-cut farm) and found an oversized tree that barely fit in our loft.

This year we went 100% urban. We walked down to the Christmas tree lot, picked out a 5ft darling, and hauled it home. It was fun.