Monthly Archives: April 2009

What a day.

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It’s raining and wasn’t supposed to. I got up late, it’s cold (for LA, and considering it was 100 Monday and Tuesday), the auto mechanic we had an appointment with canceled last minute because of a medical emergency, I need to do laundry, I need to go grocery shopping, I have terrible heartburn (so bad I had to go to the school nurse and get some Tums, for the second day in a row), something I did at work yesterday was really wrong, which mean I had to redo the project and felt terrible because I should have triple-checked my work, and it’s almost 2 o’clock and I am just now sitting down to look at my “to do” list from yesterday.

All in all, I am having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. And I am crabby.

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But, it’s almost Friday. So that’s something.

My sorella

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My sister and I, we get along pretty well. There was a time we didn’t, back when I wanted everything that was hers, back when I cried about everything and said “It’s not fair” like 100 times a day, but I kind of grew out of it.

10 things we have in common:

  1. Our looks–we are exactly the same
  2. Our taste in food–both love mostly anything anyone puts in front of us, will always eat a turkey sandwich, Jax, and drink some diet soda.
  3. Our love of urban areas, she living in Chicago, and me living in Boston and now LA
  4. Our hatred of Comic Sans–it is the worst font in the world.
  5. Our love for reading, and similar taste in books
  6. Our love for James Taylor, which will never waiver
  7. Our love for laying by a pool or ocean and tanning, and equally our love for swimming
  8. Our love for soccer
  9. We have the exact same voice, and the tendency to be sarcastic
  10. Our desire to buy unreasonably expensive kitchen items because they are pretty and because we are the type of people who spend most of our time at home in the kitchen, no matter how small it is.

Basically,  I am a copier of my sister. And want to grow up to be just like her.

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Dream Post 12: Crashing Becca's car

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So I had a dream the night before Cor called me to let me know she had crashed into the curb:

I was driving Becca’s car, and it was night time. There were children running around, and suddenly one ran straight in front of me so I swerved. I must have been going very fast, though, so I went up on the curb and flipped the car (she drives a large white SUV.) I ended up getting out, and the police came, and I tried to ask them to help me, but they didn’t believe I was the driver of the car for some reason, and kept telling me there was no child that had been in the road. I kept looking back at the car, and I knew I was hurt, but no one would help me because they thought I was lying.

Then, I woke up.

Epic Fail weekend: Fun times with the ladies!

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This weekend was full of epic fails, mostly because we had a tight schedule that was unrealistic and managed to screw up the entire thing.

Friday night — Cor picked me up from work, and we headed to my house so she could fill out her lease application and I could do my laundry. Then we headed to her house, did laundry, and watched Everwood. Then it was back to my house for a game of Loaded Questions and…Sam Summer, ladies and gentlemen, is out for the season.

Saturday — Jeff arrived home as I was leaving for soccer. He was on a night shoot Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. In fact, I think he’s just getting home right now from last night. Anyways, so I went to soccer and volleyball. I now have a soccer team full of 4-8 boys and girls who are eager to run around and kick the ball. It was a good Saturday morning. Oh, and our volleyball team won 3 games in a row. Take that.

Then I went home, and called Corelyn, who came over, finished her lease, and then we headed to the beach with Bec. But…by the time we got to the beach, we had to turn around and go back to USC for Bec’s sister’s play. Which was hysterical and wonderful, and fabulous.We went out for dinner with Bec’s extended family, and I had a heart to heart with her father about Jeff. Then we went to the show, and out for drinks afterwards. It was such a good night. I love Bec’s family, especially her sister.

Sunday — What a crazy, but good, day!! I was ready to go to Disneyland with Cor, Bec, and J. Cor was picking me up, and Jeff got home as the phone rang, with Cor on the other end.

“Hey are you here?”

“Well, actually…no.” Thus began our morning of craziness.

Cor decided before she left that she was on the movie set of the Fast and Furious, which ended up with her not being able to break in time when she was exiting the highway. She banked the curb, and dented the rim of the front right tire. So I jetted over to the exit, trying to figure out where to park and how to get to her. Once I did, I flew into action, and made her search for her insurance card. Meanwhile, the police drove by.

“Hey, are you girls OK?” says the police officer

“Umm…well, I mean. Yes, we’re fine,” I say.

“Well ok. You should probably move, that spot is dangerous,” he says.

“Yes, we’re going to in a moment. My car is across the street. Thank you!” I exclaim.

He drives away with his partner.

Then I called her insurance company, and verified her birthday…

“Yes, my birthday is…February…” I say, looking to Cor for the date…

“13” says Cor.

“13” I say.

“1986” says Cor.

“1986” I say.

“Great, thank you!” says the Geico representative.

Cor called A to make him wake up, called J to get her and Bec out to pick A up, and then called between the two parties to make sure they were successfully joined. Then J and Bec drove A to the tire place, and we waited for the tow truck. Meanwhile, it was 95 degrees out.

Two hours later, car towed, Cor and me picked up, oranges from my orange tree on hand, filled with bagels and humming tunes from our new mixed CD, we arrived at Disney. Once at the park, we found out that we couldn’t get in with our friend’s pass — they didn’t start working until today. So we headed to Downtown Disney, after having a dramatic morning, shaking our heads, wanting margaritas. We which did have, at 12. What a morning! After that, our friend A. lost her camera–what a loss–and we knew this was destined to be a hectic day.

Once we searched the parts of the park we’d seen, and found no camera, we headed to the outlet malls to lighten our spirits. I ended up buying a new spring and summer wardrobe, some clothes for Jeff, and a giant & ridiculous yellow bag. (It was $30, but originally $100. Score.) Oh, and earlier in the day I bought a sun hat that is equally as ridiculous. It was quite a day.

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Guys, it is so big. Like it probably could fit SS inside it. It’s shameful, but I love it all the same.

Then, after the outlets, we headed to my apartment to drive Jeff to his shoot, played Mario for a half hour, and then ended at Cor and A’s. We spent the evening eating, and looking at ALL of Cor and A’s wedding photos. Then, finally, around 9:30, we looked through all of Cor’s clothes and determined she needed to get rid of a lot of them. I made out like a bandit with a GARBAGE bag of new clothes.

An excellent weekend, all in all, filled with new clothes. Now if only I could find Jeff……..

PS–Cor and A are moving in downstairs. Get excited, because I am!!!