Remember when I blogged?

I do...vaguely. It's been weeks without a post and don't think for a second that I haven't thought about this poor little blog, sitting all alone in cyberspace, unloved and alone, at least once every day. I have. Unfortunately, a series of unfortunate events has prevented me from doing some much needed blogging. Much needed because it's where I vent, not because any of you are particularly anxious to hear about what I've been up to.

It's Wednesday evening and I'm sitting in my work clothes (read: slightly uncomfortable when compared to my regular evening attire of lulus and a t-shirt) and I'm blogging from Kurt's laptop. Why? Well, remember that gorgeous little HP I bought at about this time last year? Actually, it was exactly 13 months ago now. Well, it was the best computer ever until the effin' thing melted. Literally. Motherboard...fried. Apparently, my little laptop had a fairly common fan problem, meaning that the fan couldn't keep it cool enough and so, one day last week, it just quietly died. I'm still mourning, because it really was the best computer I've ever dealt with and it had served me well...until two weeks after the warranty expired. Bastards. At least it was only $600 to begin with and it was, to put it lightly, heavily, heavily used. I got my $600 worth, but I'm bummed that it couldn't have lived the life of a normal, at least another year.

So, obviously I had to find another computer RIGHT AWAY. My laptop was my lifeline. It's how I viewed Jaia's progress from enchanting infant to adorable toddler. It's how I find out what's for dinner. It's where I pay the bills, watch TV, download aforementioned TV, name it. Lifeline. Without it, I quite literally have nothing to do in the evenings but read unless Kurt lets me use his, which I mostly just feel guilty about, because then HE has nothing to do but read. There are worse things than reading, but I do look forward to some computer time to connect to the real world.

I thought (very briefly) about going Mac but then talked my way back out of it when I discovered a) how ridiculously expensive they are considering what you're getting, b) how RIDICULOUSLY expensive they are here, considering the extra duties and surcharges they pile on, and c) that I would probably lose all of my hours and hours of logging financial data into Quicken. Seriously...that was a deciding factor. So, after about 1 hour of deliberation, I went Dell. A pretty, red Dell with a gigantic hard drive and 3 GB of memory...for approximately a quarter of the cost of the most comparable Mac (which had a much smaller hard drive and memory). Unfortunately, I decided to go the honest route and clicked on the "I WILL BE EXPORTING THIS COMPUTER OUTSIDE OF THE UNITED STATES" button and therefore the laptop, which was supposed to be shipped to me on Monday, was subject to some delays while they confirmed that I am not, in fact, a terrorist. I think they've confirmed it now, so hopefully I'll have it here on Monday at the latest. What a hassle. HP...not so much.

So, that is my excuse and I think it covers me for at least the last week or so.


Can you believe that it has been seven weeks since we started our daily trips to the gym and that we have not skipped ONE workout? I can't. It astounds me. I admit that this morning's workout was a little half-assed on my part, but at least I was there. I was more interested in the episode of My Super Sweet 16 than I was in my lunges, but I DID lunge. Oh, I lunged.

I'm starting to get really excited about the wedding, now less than a year away. We've made some movement on the plans and are starting to plan out some activities around the wedding for out-of-towners, or in-towners who want an excuse to take some August time off. I'm sure there will be a few. Anyways, it's shaping up nicely.

Work is going great. That's pretty much all I have to say about that but it's busy, it's interesting and the days are flying by. I can't believe that it's almost the end of September. What?

I am utterly engrossed in Season 3 of the L Word. Or, the start of it anyways. Dana and Alice broke up? Alice is a psycho with a Dana shrine? Attachment parenting? WTF? Can't wait to see what's next. We're also watching Weeds again, which just gets better and better, though I hear that at some point it's going to take a turn for the worse.

That's all my news for the day. Just waiting patiently for my laptop's status to move from "IN PRODUCTION" to "SHIPPED". It cannot arrive fast enough.

Bye for now.


If you haven't already, that is. It's brilliant. It's hilarious. It's quirky. It's unexpected. It's HBO. Have I sold you yet?

Lai and Dal turned us on to this when they were here and we devoured it in a few days. They've only had one season, with the next to follow in 2009. Please buy it/rent it/obtain it by whatever means possible and just enjoy the brilliance of their lyrics, the idiocy of their lives.
I (heart) Jermaine and Bret.

So, the new job apparently equals blog abandonment. I feel bad. Guilty. Like it's sitting here, waiting for me and I ignore it while I get sucked in to random unmentionable fall TV.

Fall is upon some of you, but it hasn't arrived here yet. I don't actually think that the Rock has a fall, just a slightly cooler season with a bit more wet (and a touch of hurricane here and there) and then back to hot. It's so damn hot right now that it's hard to move around outside and our lunch hours are turning into 20 minute breaks so we can get back inside to the air conditioning. However, we haven't let the heat cramp our style and are still dragging ourselves to the gym six mornings a week. SIX. I can hardly believe it, but we're four weeks in now and have not missed one single workout. It feels like a routine now, so I think we're over the dangerous zone where it's easy to miss one...then two...then infinity. I tell myself that bicep definition makes the 6:00 wake up calls worth it, but I am clearly not fooling myself. There are mornings that I would absolutely kill to toss my alarm clock across the room and stay put.

In other news, I have finished the first of the teen sensation Stephanie Meyer books and...I confess, I liked it. I'm a little bit into vampires now, I have to say. Or Edward, anyways. After a bad experience with a certain boy wizard, I didn't have high hopes for the vampire series, but I was pleasantly surprised. Though, my least favorite character is the main character, only because she is a bit of a drama queen. She says things "icily" and "snips" and gets in a huff WAY too easily. Or maybe the author just ran out of ways to say "said". Though, she is a teenager, so I suppose a certain amount of icy snippy retorts is expected. Anyways, done and onto the next one. I'm so glad I'm 3 behind because I hate waiting for a whole other book to be 1) written and 2) published before finding out what happens.

I love to see kids...or teenagers...young adults...getting into books. I've always loved to read and have always surrounded myself with stacks of books to read, and fill up virtual shopping carts with my wish list of books to read down the road. Even though I'm not the biggest Harry Potter fan in the world (or any kind of fan at all), I absolutely love seeing the hype, not for the movies, but for the books themselves. Seeing kids, even little ones, lining up to get their hands on a copy always made me excited for them, and happy to see that yes, kids are still into books.

On the other hand, and on a small venting note...I hate seeing kids glued to video games when they could be reading, or playing outside, or doing any other normal kid stuff. Sure, we had them around when we were kids but I don't remember wasting entire days inside playing them...I remember it being a much more limited option, actually. But now I guess it's just easier to plug the kid into something that makes noises and has flashing lights to keep them quiet than it is to read to them, or tell them to go ride their bike, or just go play outside. How these kids will function in the real world is beyond me. There is a kid who takes our ferry who sits next to his mom, playing his silly game, while she tries to have a conversation with him and he just completely tunes her out. Every single day. Why she doesn't throw it overboard is beyond me...I've come close a few times.

We're finally, FINALLY getting ready to send out our save-the-date cards, artfully created by a certain Forgetful. They're lovely and I've been dying to get them out but since we made some pretty biggish changes to our wedding, we didn't want to send them until we'd updated the wedding website (the address is on the cards) to reflect the changes. I guess they're not that gigantic...we just wanted to edge out some of the crap that was eating away at us with the original plans and found a solution for the reception that we're thrilled with and that we think our guests will enjoy more. We know our guests...and we know us...and the original plan just wasn't jiving. Anyways, hopefully they'll be out by the end of the week and we can wash our hands of the wedding...for now.

The job is still going great, though I'm officially the opposite of bored. It's so busy that there are days (like today) where I work my ass off and end up having the same "to do" stack on my desk at the end of the day as there was when I started. It's ridiculous. But, I like it.

OK, that's it for now....but I'm slowly getting back on the blog train so it won't be as long before I update again, for all three of you who even read this anymore. I have been Flooging a bit though, in case you need some dinner ideas.