Monday, August 17, 2009

Meet My Friends


Ever wonder who these "high school girls" I so often refer to are? Here's your chance. H, our resident shutterbug, took a few close-ups at the Melting Pot (pre chocolate, thank goodness!), plus a great group shot. Check us out. Yes, we clearly have something against blonds and redheads....

Triple Digits

B and I have been married exactly 100 days (thank you, TheKnot.com), meaning that 100 days ago, at this very moment, I was upstairs sneaking a peek at B and his guys as they came in from pictures to cool off before the ceremony. Butterflies! Can't believe it's been 100. A+, sweetie!

Dear Weekend

I missed you! Where did you go?

A

Ok, it's true, the weekend flew by. So fast, in fact, that I still haven't gotten to meet or hold my sweet niece! Friday night, I packed B up and he headed out on the road. I cleaned and packed for a few more hours that night, then completely crashed.

Saturday morning, I got up early to finish packing all the "give away" piles before my aunt and cousin arrived to take a few pieces of furniture and lots of kitchen/home decor supplies. It took us three hours and four carloads, but we got everything to their house. Thanks, guys!

We finished just in time for me to get home and cleaned up before I met my high school girls for a "yea us" dinner at the Melting Pot. We don't always see each other and often miss birthdays and other milestones, so we try to get together as much as possible just to be like, "Hey! I remember you! You're going great and amazing things!"

These girls are fantastic. Once one of them posts a picture (ahem, ladies?), I'll link over to it. Beautiful girls, of course, but also quite talented. We've got two pharmacists, a nurse anesthethis (right, MB?), a lady that knows her numbers, and a stay-at-home mom to one of the cutest one-year-olds I know! I love having dinner with them, and the Melting Pot proved to be the perfect spot to go. It takes forever there-- we spent about three hours on dinner-- but for us, that's the point! I came home that night and read my book before crashing, again, in bed.

Sunday morning was another early one. The girl who bought my washer and dryer was coming around 2, so I needed to make sure I had all my laundry done and figure out how to unhook the washer and dryer without a) electrocuting myself or b) flooding the apartment. Luckily everything worked out fine and they got the units out of the apartment in about 15 minutes flat. Love it!

Three trash bags and a lot of cleaning later, I headed out to meet friends to watch Julie & Julia. Loved it! It actually made me a little sad. Not sure if it's because it made me miss B and feel a little lonely or if it was just my first "alone" downtime in a long time. The movie was fun and happy-- no big twists, yea!-- but what I loved most was seeing how enamored Julia was with her husband. Someone described it as a lifetime love affair, and it certainly felt that way. I think that's why I really missed B. :)

Headed to the grocery store amidst Hurricane Claudette and managed to get all my groceries home before the power went out (ooph). Thank God it was me home and not B. I knew where every candle, match, and flashlight was in that apartment. I've moved everything so much that B would've been lost!

The power came back on and I was able to make chicken enchiladas, which I'm taking to my old roommate Kitty tonight, who is currently hosting/doctoring her fiance after eye surgery, after work today. Tonight is more packing, more organizing before B gets home tomorrow. The goal is to have a stack of wires and cords for him to look through before we deem them leave-able. Thank goodness we aren't doing this over ichat!

Long story short(er), it's a crazy week. Moving on Friday and lots to do before then!

Friday, August 14, 2009

It Has Begun!

Just realized it's almost 1 am.  Why am I still awake?  The move, part one, is fully underway.  B's on the road with one seriously back-heavy Jeep.  Pray for his shocks! Tomorrow the family comes to get some of the furniture we aren't taking with us, so I'm up pulling together a few final items.  The closet is packed and tomorrow is a day-o-laundry before the washer and dryer are hauled out of here.  

The only thing sad about tonight is that B's out of town for a few days-- the longest since we've been married.  I'm thankful that August isn't bringing about the usual feelings of "oh my goodness here we go long distance again."  Instead, I'm just excited to get going.  Durham bound!  At least after I meet this new sweet baby.

How to Make Chocolate Gravy

On Wednesday night, I caved and made uber comfort food for myself and for poor sick B. He came out of the bedroom when I told him dinner was ready and he asked what we were having. I told him, "Bacon, eggs, homemade biscuits, and.... chocolate gravy." He seemed curious, but didn't balk entirely. In fact, he wanted to try it first.

First words: "Oh my God, that's just not fair." I think he was convinced that it was loaded with butter, Crisco, and bacon grease, but, aside from the sugar, we figured out it's really more like a thickened chocolate milk, and it's oh-so-good with salty buttermilk biscuits. In fact, if I could've, I would've given them a little sprinkle of sea salt. But then again, I crave sodium. Sue me.

Anyway, get thee to the work blog and check out the recipe for chocolate gravy. Muna, Michelle's grandma, shared the recipe with me and I have to say that I'm oh-so thankful!

PS-- I did make the biscuits from scratch, which was so easy and used basically pantry ingredients, save the buttermilk. The good news is that the recipe calls for 2 cups buttermilk, which is the exact amount in the smallest size they sell at the store. No leftovers! I did leave the honey out, as I thought it might mess with the goodness of the chocolate gravy...

Baby!

We have a baby! Carolyn was born last night at 6:55. I'll post pictures when I get them, but everyone is happy and healthy. One more baby in the family, bringing the total to... 7!

Edited to Add: By "We" have a baby, I mean the family, not B and myself. And we certainly don't have seven. Very important distinction.

There, I Fixed It

Stumbled across this hilarious blog of things people have "fixed." Sure, they likely work, but I wouldn't put them back on the market (or the street, for that matter) anytime soon. I found this hilarious picture that, I believe, foreshadows the coming week for B and myself. Oddly enough, it also reminds me of lots of family moments...

1) My sister launched the first recycling program at our high school. To transport all that paper to the recycling center, she had to borrow our family station wagon. And by "all that paper" I mean a whole lotta paper. See where we're going with this? Door slam. Glass breaks. Net gain from recycling an entire high school's paper? -$250. No good deed goes unpunished, sister!

2) When my oldest brother embarked on the tour de colleges, we allll tagged along (bless his heart). My family still talks about the school visit where we pulled up and watched this station wagon peel in at the last minute, packed to the hilt. The Dad opens the back door and slides off the top of the pile of stuff, where he must've been napping. Classic!

3) While we never traveled in this much, um, style, we did see most of the country via RV. You have drawers on an RV, so there's no need for suitcases. You try rolling into the Greenbriar or the Biltmore with garbage bags of clothes. Mom was so proud. :)