Thursday, December 31, 2009

The Witching Hour

It's that awkward time on New Years Eve - I'm dressed and ready to drink, but I also know if I start now 2010 will start off on the wrong foot.

In order to entertain myself for a bit, I snapped some pictures of our house - all gussied up for the night.

First up, our Christmas New Years tree - complete with party hats, tiaras, leis and koozies.
Eat your heart out, 2009!
And finally, the piece de resistance - Happy New Year Bitches



Because I'd Like to Leave This in '09

I have a ton of ridonkulously adorable photos to share from Christmas, but I'm still sick and right now napping is critical to NYE success.

Instead, I'll share this - the time my dad ordered a pig ear sandwich. And then immediately regretted it and ordered another meal. Yes, I tried it. And for about a second I thought I would like it - it was porky. Then the texture took over my mouth and my focus switched to controlling my gag reflex.

You know, I was pretty sure that I didn't like pig ears, but I can now say for sure that I do not like pig ears.

Thank you 2009, for that lesson.
Yes, that is the stamp on the pig's ear. Ew.

2009

It's hard to know what to think about 2009.

On one hand, it was incredible.
I set off on a new adventure to be with the man I love. It has been fabulous. Every second of it - even the time he picked up a dryer sheet off the bed, shrugged, then dropped it on the floor before walking out of the room.

But making the decision to be with Mr. Perfect also meant leaving behind friends, family and my job.

That made 2009 pretty damn hard.

2009 was just plain fucking sad at times. Grandma left. I was lonely (working from home all day in a new city wasn't always the best). Unemployment was a mind trip. Money was scary. There were hopeless and overwhelming moments.

2009 was also incredibly good.

I made new friends. I was able to maintain friendships from afar. I traveled a lot - to Vegas, KC, Dallas, San Fran, Seattle, Pittsburgh and Florida - and each time I was with people I love. I had visitors - visitors that helped bring me sunshine and perspective when I needed it most. I got healthy and lost weight. I got a job. I had reminder after reminder of why Mr. Perfect is Perfect for me.

It's been a year.

I am very excited about 2010.
I have so much to look forward to - and so do you.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

It's Shocking to Me Too

In case you were wondering what the big deal was with my outfit the night Mr. Perfect and I met, or in case you thought I was exaggerating about the whole "I'm not wearing pants" thing, I decided to recreate it for the 2 year anniversary of that fateful night.

Except I added a key element - pants.

I've tried to convince myself that the dress shirt has shrunk since the night we met.
It hasn't.

Mr. Perfect just came home.
We both laughed at my ridiculous outfit - an outfit that is still pretty racy even with jeans and a smaller bust line.

Then he asked me what was going through my mind that morning when I sang to him.
Some things are just mysteries of the universe.

Beautiful, awkward, happy mysteries.

It Never Gets Old

Two years ago today, I made the biggest fool out of myself.

But it turned out just Perfect.

Monday, December 28, 2009

sniffle

We made it home fine yesterday. The only trouble we ran into was getting our huge carry-on bags through security. Mr. Perfect and I both had to wait while our bags got searched and rescanned. My bag was scanned about 3 times. They said there was a bottle in my bag that they couldn't find. Finally, they pulled out the wine bottle shaped food and wine pairing magnet Mr. Perfect got for Christmas. Ah-ha!

Mr. Perfect is back at work today, but I am holed up at home with a box of Kleenex and a massive amount of congestion. Ugh.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

hopeful

I am hopeful that between the decongestant, afrin, advil and ear screws that my stuffed up head won't explode when we land in about 3 hours.

Very hopeful.

Misery

Massive head cold, numerous stuffed bags and a flight home. I am not a fan of today.

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Overkill

Two blizzards in one week.


That also happens to be the week of Christmas.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Wishing You a Cozy Inn with Plenty of Room


A Self-Administered Hair Cut

and just in time for Christmas pictures!
('Reenie didn't have bangs when she started)

Oh, Christmas Tree!

Our tree.All lit up!
I couldn't find my Christmas ornaments, so we had to improvise.
With a squirrel hair clip on top of our tree.
And a moustache.
Of course.
I thought it gave our tree an air of distinction.



Henry settled into a nice little branch.


The fight continued between the cowboys and Indians.
And this just seemed like a good idea.

And the rat seemed to make sense as well. I was looking for a mouse angel ornament in memory or our dearly departed friend.



Merrrrrrrry Christmas Eve!

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Easter too?

Omgomg - she just told me Easter bunny and tooth fairy are a crock as well.

Then we had a 10 minute conversation on how dumb the easter bunny is and how creepy the tooth fairy is - seriously, what are adults doing with all those teeth?

It's getting heavy around here.

Love. It.

Shell to Caroline: Santa will make the toys.

Caroline: Oh, please, don't start that with me again.

Then Shell told her I still believe in Santa and Caroline laughed at me for hours.

Then they staged a Santa isn't real intervention.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Home

Made it

Sunday, December 20, 2009

In Which Erin Creates a Christmas Miracle

We made it to the airport without incident, just a lot of shoveling.

And then we saw the line. SnOMG the line of people waiting to change flights, check in, check bags.

It was bad. Horrible.
Mr. Perfect scouted out the situation while I held our place. He found a line that was about one quarter of the length of the other line, so we happily moved.

But the line didn't move.

Finally, I decided to talk to a US Air rep to confirm we were in the right place. We already checked in, prepaid for our bags, and (at the time) our flight was scheduled on-time.

So I walked up to a frazzled looking rep who was managing the lines. I had a huge smile on my face. I explained our situation and asked if we were in the right place. She confirmed,a apologetically, that we were. I smiled and told her ok, thanks! and turned to walk off. She stopped me, took me to a counter, printed our bag tags, walked with me to where Mr. Perfect was in a line of 100 people, tagged our bags and checked our IDs.

We dropped off our bags and walked to security in complete happy shock. And then it got better. One person was in line for security.

mind = blown

And that children, was the time Erin pulled the biggest airport ninja move ever.

Moral of the story: DBD.
(don't be a dick)

(ummm but then after we got through security we found our flight delayed for 2 hours. BUT we aren't waiting in that stupid line AND ran into 2 good friends!)

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Required Holiday Reading

I long for the day I find that my kisses begin with K instead of booze.

Where was that word smithing when I was single?

snOMG - 13 Inches!

snOMG. Look what happened while we were watching Love Actually.Josh, preparing to take an official measurement.
13 inches - 3 fell just during the movie.

Our porch is now level with the sidewalk. There are three steps under there somewhere...


snOMG Metro closings.

Luckily, this doesn't affect us.

From AlertDC:

Metrorail trains will stop serving above-ground stations at 1 p.m. today, Saturday, December 19, due to heavy snowfall that is covering the electrified third rail, which is situated eight inches above the ground. The third rail must be clear of snow and ice because it is the source of electricity that powers the trains. Metro officials believe that by 1 p.m. the exposed third rail will be covered by snow. All Metrobus and MetroAccess service also will stop at 1 p.m. because roadways are quickly becoming impassable.

snOMG this is AWESOME

So I'm sitting on the couch, peeking outside at the weather while blogging/watching Love Actually with Mr. Perfect and Josh.
Trying to capture the fiercely blowing snow. You can't see it.But I did capture this.
Folks, you need to know something. This wasn't posed, staged - nothing.

And yes, that is Mr. Perfect's arm around little Joshie.

The only thing that could possibly make that photo better would be capturing the fact they are not just cuddled up, but cuddled up watching Love Actually.

It's moments like these that make me wonder how I will ever not live in this crazy little house.

snOMG Updates!

We'll fly to KC tomorrow.

This shit ain't a joke.

More updates to come!


UPDATE -
Here's how it went down.


Around 10pm last night, Mr. Perfect and I ventured out to meet friends at a bar in Dupont. And this was happening:
I thought this whole "snow" thing might be an exaggeration. At this point, I still had hope.
Also, I was busy flashing people on the metro.
Just flashin' a little Christmas cheer!

The metro ride was uneventful.
However, the walk to the bar wasn't.
My eyeballs were constantly assaulted by snowflakes.
Seriously, snow was flying into my eyeballs and it was hurty.
Thank GOD I packed goggles in my purse!
Beer goggles, snow goggles, it's all the same.

After a few sips of champagne, we were off to another bar.
While we were doing the "do we wait 13 minutes for the metro or try to get a cab - wait no cabs are stopping - I guess we need to go back down to the metro" game, I did some snow angeling in Dupont.
Three metro rides, checking flight status (cancelled) on my phone, some games of pool and shuffleboard and a few rounds later, we were walking home from the metro at 2:30a.m.
There was already about 2-3 inches on the ground.
This morning, I got up around 9 a.m. to see what the story was.
The story was snOMG!!!!1!!1!!11!!
View out of our kitchen window.
I finally ventured out.

10 inches.

Since getting up, two more of our flights have been cancelled.
We're leaving tomorrow at 1:30pm. It looks like the snow will be done by then.
We'll see what happens.

Current concerns:
1) We're out of coffee filters. Bad news. I need more coffee in my Baileys.

2) We don't have any food at our house. We were uh, planning on leaving for about 10 days. Also, Mr. Perfect prefers daily shopping.

Not a big deal considering we have two grocery stores within walking distance, but DC is known for shitting itself and making insane runs on grocery stores.

Last night Mr. Perfect rattled off 5 epic runs that came to the top of his mind - including runs on plastic wrap and duct tape. Remember those days? Yeah.

So, I'm guessing there's no milk, beer, etc etc.
Blast.

3) Avatar is only playing in 3-D at the theater up the street (3 blocks from our house). I don't know if I dig the 3-D thing.

4) I feel like I should be sledding or something but, snOMG it's cold! and I'm lazy. and there is a special someone in my life named Snugglie that has requested some quality time.

Good things:
1) I'm lazy. This snowed in thing bodes well for my laziness.

2) Love Actually. Watching it now.

3) Internets

4) We have a fully stocked liquor cabinet, wine and I got an awesome bottle of champagne for Christmas from my boss.

5) Movie theater. Three blocks away. Avatar, Up in the Air, etc.

Friday, December 18, 2009

I Wasn't Dreaming of a White Christmas

It's going to snow here.
A lot.
Like, up to two feet.
And mostly between 8a.m. and 6p.m. tomorrow.
Our flight is at 1:30.

I wasn't too worried about it until Marky sent me a link to a post titled: Snow Update: 10 to 20 Inches, 'Thundersnow' Now Possible.

And the immediate, inappropriate, random reply that came to mind was, "No, fuck you Dad!"*

But then I read this from the DCist:

The heaviest snowfall is expected between 8 a.m. and 6 p.m. on Saturday, and
now, just to add a little more danger into the mix, the Capital Weather Gang is
also warning residents to keep an eye out for
'thundersnow.'
That's a real thing, apparently. Where it's snowing and also thundering at the
same time. We can only assume it's then followed by the literal hand of God
reaching down from the sky to punish us for our wicked, wicked ways.

And now all I can think about are Thundercats.



*If you're like Mark, that comment was very confusing and slightly offensive. I know. I have no explanation for why it pops into my head when it does. All I can say is that sometimes, it just feels right - like the only saying that can wrap up my thoughts and feelings in a nice little package. Oh, and it's from the Breakfast Club.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Craziness

Today started off a bit rough with some nasty congestion at the metro station, but I got some awesome news later in the day when office holidays for 2010 were announced.

For the first time ever, I get MLK Day, President's Day annnnnnd COLUMBUS DAY OFF!!!
I can't even imagine what C-Squared parties will be like when I have a day off to prepare!

Anywho, it's been a crazy week. I had a team dinner on Tuesday (from about 7-10:30pm! some people didn't get home until after midnight, yikes! It was a total blast though), holiday party tonight and Mr. Perfect's holiday party tomorrow night.

And then? Well, Saturday we leave for the KC for Christmas!

Speaking of Christmas, OMG WANT. (thanks K-did for the link)

Here's to me finding time to pack!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Q&A - Part 4



Annd Part 4:

Does Mr. Perfect have any brothers or friends that are equally as perfect? I mean...HELLO!?!? Now that you're so happy shouldn't you be setting up your friends? *I think you know who this one is from!

He has a brother - but I absolutely love his girlfriend. Sorry. I would probably say out of all of his friends, I'd be most likely to set someone up with Josh - if he didn't have a girlfriend I loved!
There is another brother/friend of his I could set you up with... his name rhymes with SchmodFlommitBon. Kinda. That doesn't really rhyme. Whatevies.

Oh, and I have quite a few people this question could have been from - hmmm.

What are 5 things that you could not live without?
1) Mr. Perfect
2) My family
3) Ability to communicate
4) Humor
5) Books


What is the biggest lesson you've learned this year? What is the biggest lesson you've learned ever?

I think the biggest lessons (yes, there are many) I've learned this year are:
How to maintain friendships from afar. For me this meant postcards, cards, emails, Facebook and phone calls. Lots of them.

How to conduct a job search - I had never looked for a job before this year. Honestly. My last job was my first job out of college. A friend literally emailed me, asked if I wanted a job, sent my resume in for me and that was it. While the job search process was extremely taxing (emotionally, physically, financially, mentally), it also reminded me that people want to help you - just ask.

How to deal with big unknowns - (money, job) without being encompassed by them - which I was at times. This is a work in progress. I think the biggest lesson here was that I did it (somehow) and I will be able to do it again.

Laughter can fix a lot of things.
Laughter is very important.
I feel like I have been healthier since I moved to D.C., and I think the amount of giggling and all out laughing that occurs with Mr. Perfect (and Josh) has a lot to do with it. Mr. Perfect and I also have a similar sense of humor - mostly laughing at really inappropriate (serious) things. It's a part of how we cope, and it works.

The biggest lesson I've ever learned is something I am reminded of almost daily by coworkers, family members, friends, strangers, the news, and so on.

It is a lesson in humility, compassion and empathy.

It has been critical to my growth as a person, and I think is the real difference between me a few years ago (quick to judgement, flippant, immature) and me now (trying not to be those things).

It is my truth.
It is probably your truth.

You never know what is going on in someone else's life.

It sounds so simple.
It is.
And it's true.

I could give examples, but instead I challenge you think about a person, a situation you've been quick to judge. And remember that you don't know what is going on that motivates people to think, feel and act the way they do.

Are you still the stupidest loser?

Yes! I have been randomly weighing in from 168-171. This is a happy weight for my body. It feels good.

The only downside is needing all new clothing! I tried to wear a belt high around my waist the other day and it didn't fit on the tightest setting. It's strange because I don't feel like I look any different.

What are your biggest strengths and weaknesses?
Wow.
Do you want to hear what I would say in an interview, or the real answer?
Ok, interview strength: communication
weakness: delegating work to others because I want it done perfectly.

Real life strengths:
communication, empathy

weaknesses:
interrupting people - it's so horrible, but I swear my intentions are good. Also, I will always remind you what you were talking about and circle back. That doesn't mean it doesn't make people feel like I don't care about what they're talking about.
Self doubt. Anxiety. Obsessing. Taking on others' problems (too much empathy). Normal stuff.

Top 5 moments of 09.
1) Moving to DC - which was quickly followed by one of the worst moments of '09 - a flooded basement that lead to no heat and meant my first shower after the move was freezing cold. It was traumatic. I cried. A lot.

2) Presidential Inauguration

3) Trip to California - beautiful wedding with family members I don't see often enough, drinking toooooo much with Shell (almost got it's own spot in the top 5 - and still makes me giggle), Yosemite with Mr. Perfect, San Fran with Francakes!

4) Spending time with my visitors - three very different trips, all memorable in their own perfect ways. Plus, how awesome is it that three of my friends came to see me? I mean, I am loved.

See also: Shell and I hanging out together in DC, San Francisco, Dallas, Seattle and Kansas City this year. Gotta love it that quite a few of those were due to work trips. Bonus!

5) Ending the year with a job (!!!!) that I love.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Q&A - Part 3


Annnd Part 3:

When is Mr. Perfect going to propose? I predicted, rather publicly, that he would do so in 2009 and he's making me look bad... Also, what's up with Mr. Perfect not proposing?

2009 ain't over! hey-oh!

Ok, just kidding.
Please, folks, what is the big fucking rush? We didn't even spend a Wednesday together until we had dated for 9 months. We haven't lived in the same city for a year yet.

Look, I had been telling people that uh, it might be prudent to be employed before we start thinking about acting like adults.

But uh, now I have a job.

So here's the real truth.
I don't believe in marriage.
Just like Oprah.

Ok, that's not true.
The real real truth is that we just can't get married until we know that Josh can survive on his own. He's basically our child - we cook for him, we worry about him, we badger him about where he is going, how much he's drinking, who he is hanging out with - we even refer to him as our little guy. (Josh just asked that I make it clear he cooks and knows [allegedly] how to fend for himself. Then he started yelling, "I CAN! I CAN DO IT!")

So that's the story. Once we feel secure in letting Josh spread his little wings and fly, then we will be free to get married.

Gift FAIL

I love Christmas. I love buying the perfect gift for someone.
This year, I knew I wasn't going to be able to spend as much money as years past, but I wasn't worried.
I had an ace up my sleeve.
I had the bestest most perfectest gift EVER for Mr. Perfect.
When it arrived in the mail, I put the box directly under the tree. This gift was so glorious, no bows could do it justice.

The other day when he asked if he could open it, I was all for it. Yes, you can open this gift and turn this day in the day you got the best gift of your life.

What could it be??
Where's Mr. Perfect? Where is he?

Annnd this was the moment I realized that I didn't get what I thought I ordered.

And this is the moment he realized what I had meant to get him. A Velveeta cheese (product) container.

His first words, after realizing that I didn't mean to buy him a pencil holder was, "That's so sweet you did that!!"

Yeah.
He really wanted a Velveeta cheese (product) holder.

I thought this was going to be super easy to find online. It wasn't. There were a few old containers on ebay, but they all looked gross. When I found this picture on Walter Drake (most random online store EVER), I thought I hit the jackpot -
There it is! It even has a Velveeta box in it! Perfect! And hey... is that... a cream cheese box? hmmm...

The only problem was the picture showed three "Brick Cheese Containers," but there was only one item listed for purchase. And yes, it may have had dimensions listed (like that does anyone any good), but it didn't specifically say Cream Cheese Brick or Processed Cheese Brick or Massive Block of Cheddar (I'm pretty sure cheddar is the only cheese that would come in the shape/size of the biggest box.)

But... when I searched the Walter Drake site for Velveeta Cheese holder, that was the only thing that came up... so it had to be it, right? Or maybe, maybe we'd hit the brick cheese container lottery and get ALL THREE!

But did that happen? Did Walter send me all three? No.
Did Walter send me the one thing that could have made this The BEST Christmas EVER? No.
Walter Drake sent me a glorified pencil case.
GFY, Walter Drake. You just ruined Christmas. A feat rarely accomplished without alcohol*.

"I'm sorry your Christmas was ruined by Walter Drake," I said.
"No it wasn't," Mr. Perfect sweetly replied, "it was ruined by Erin."

But he also said this, "We're not fucking sending that back! We're keeping it! You can keep like, three normal things of cheese in there!"

And yeah, it was a big disappointment at first, but then Mr. Perfect pulled this out:

A catalog of plus sized women's clothing, sizes 12W-44W.
Named, "Woman Within."
Of course. Of course a catalog of plus sized clothing came with a brick o' cheese container. Of Course!

But Woman Within? I mean really. Wow.

We immediately started our shopping adventure:
Back Elastic Jeans. Known in other parts of the world as Mom Jeans.


Sherpa Sweatshirts, for the shepherding woman that loves to take in a football game in her time off.

This next one is gross - Moleskin Button Down Shirts. Uh, isn't moleskin used to like, cover blisters? In hindsight, this listing just makes me sad.
But... there are coordinating short sleeve turtlenecks. It just sounds so, so, so coordinated! What an outfit.

What could be next?
MORE MOM JEANS!
With full elastic waistbands.
That's right, zippers got ya down? Sick of pesky buttons? Back pockets make your butt look like it has shape!
Well do we have the jeans for you! The handy-dandy full elastic waistband eliminates the need for buttons, zippers and pockets. FINALLY!!!!

Oh, and in case you were wondering where the Must Have Cardigan Jacket for this season could be found, well, it's in Woman Within. It's within the Woman Within? Ew.

I'd suggest going with sage.
And while you're at it, pick up a pair of the matching 7-day Knit Pants.
We're assuming these either:
1) Only last 7 days
2) Are good all 7 days of the week. These pants are not Tuesday specific.
or
3) You can wear them 7 days in a row. Actually, I am going to go with wearing them 7 days in a row is recommended.

In case you were wondering, which if you are at this point, well, yeah. 100% elastic waistband.

Walter Drake, if I wasn't so comfortable and relaxed in my new all-elastic waistband wardrobe, I might have the energy to shake my fist at you.

*Um, come to think of it, I was probably drinking and shopping. Dang.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Q&A - Part 2

On to Part 2 of my answers to anonymously submitted questions:

If you had to compare yourself to one of the Baby-Sitters which one are you most like?
Ugh.
Good question.
I don't know that I ever totally identified with one Baby Sitter.
Mary Anne totally annoyed me with her excessive feeling, Dawn was too pushy with her healthy ways and environmentalism, Mallory ... wore glasses and had braces. I mean, come on. Logan was either the gayest or the biggest ladies man.

I suppose I should have identified with loud-mouth, bossy Club President (thanks Wikipedia for the BSC flashback notes) Krissy, but I think I was always intimidated by her entrepreneurialism. I was like, damn, why didn't I think of this brilliant baby sitting club bullshit and then turn in into a money making pyramid scheme? Because really, what 13 year old would pick up on that? Damn.

What is the worst date you've ever been on?
Oh god.
I actually chronicled all of them in this post. I'd suggest reading to the bottom to learn about the time my date - ugh- let's just say his friends were wasted, racist and out of control.
I could probably add some sad date stories from ex boyfriends that deal with outrageous lameness, but eh, they're more pathetic than entertaining.
These, these are entertaining.

Do you watch Glee?

Yup. Well, actually there's been a bit of a hiccup in my Glee watching - our DVR got totally messed up for a few weeks and didn't record shows correctly. Now my Glee viewing is about 4 weeks behind. Ugh. Annoying.
I absolutely love the show though - and for many reasons.

This Will Make You a Soup Nazi

Mr. Perfect made this soup last week and we were both completely blown away.
We had it for dinner, snacks and lunch. I think it would freeze really well, if I wasn't so busy eating it as often as possible. It made a shit load. And it IS SO GOOD. We didn't make any substitutions/changes.


Inactive Prep Time:
--
Cook Time:
12 min
Level:
Easy
Serves:
4 servings

Ingredients

  • 5 tablespoons unsalted butter
  • 1 medium onion, thinly sliced
  • 2 medium apples, thinly sliced
  • 1 large white potato, diced
  • 1 1/2 cups chopped peeled butternut squash, fresh or frozen
  • Kosher salt and freshly ground pepper
  • 1/2 teaspoon dried sage
  • 2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
  • 1/3 cup apple cider
  • 4 cups low-sodium chicken broth
  • 1 cup milk
  • 2 ounces thinly sliced prosciutto, torn into bite-size pieces
  • 2 cups grated sharp cheddar cheese, plus more for garnish
  • Chopped chives, for garnish (optional)
  • Crusty bread, for serving (optional)

Directions

Melt 4 tablespoons butter in a large pot over medium-low heat and add the onion, apples, potato and squash. Season with salt and pepper and cook until the onion is soft, about 8 minutes. Stir in the sage and flour. Add the cider and cook over high heat, stirring, until thickened. Add the broth and milk, cover and bring to a boil; reduce to a simmer and cook, stirring, until the potato is soft, 8 to 10 minutes.

Meanwhile, heat the remaining 1 tablespoon butter in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Add the prosciutto and cook until crisp, turning occasionally, about 2 minutes. Drain on paper towels.

Add the cheese to the soup and stir over medium-low heat until melted. Puree in a blender in batches until smooth; season with salt and pepper. Garnish with the prosciutto, more cheese and chives, if using. Serve with bread, if desired.

Per serving: Calories 532; Fat 34 g (Saturated 19 g); Cholesterol 117 mg; Sodium 807 mg; Carbohydrate 35 g; Fiber 5 g; Protein 24 g
Photograph by Antonis Achilleos
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