Friday, August 29, 2008
I make a list of items to take every time I take more than an overnight trip. The list comes in handy for a procrastinator such as myself. It reminds me to pack things that at the last minute I could potentially forget, like a koozie cup for my beer by the pool, or bobby pins to keep the back of my hair off my neck while sunbathing. You know, the things I don’t use on a daily basis, but will come in handy while traveling (although if I were MacGuyver, keeping bobby pins on hand at all times could turn out to be incredibly useful - something to ponder).
The list also reminds me to pack clean underwear and to take my passport. Those two seem like no brainers, but not much would be worse than driving all the way to the airport in Detroit, and not having a passport, because I packed in a rush and forgot, or packing a pair of jeans, two swimsuits, a cover-up, five tank tops/shirts, two dresses, a shrug, a pair of white pants, two pair of capris, a sweatshirt, a pair of shorts, a lightweight bathrobe, a loofa, iPod, magazines, book, three pair of shoes, enough sunscreen to cover a football team, and going “Oh shit! I forgot to pack underwear!”. Nothing screams vacation like wearing swimsuit bottoms for a week straight. Hence, the list.
So I’ll be back soon with photos and maybe a story or two. The Husband and I got a new High Def video camera, so maybe I’ll even post a video clip. Oooh, aaaah.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Family photo #1.
Family photo #2.
Mom working it with some hula hoop action.
It's sure to bring a laugh, or your money back guaranteed.
The misheard lyrics to Pearl Jam's Evenflow...
Friday, August 15, 2008
On Thursday, the Husband calls me at work to say hello, and we chat for a few minutes. He works from home a lot, so he was filling me in on the happenings for the day. That's when he told me that for the past three days, while he's locked himself in the office, to keep the cats out so they can't bother him, they have started that thing up. The first time he thought it was an accident. After it kept happening day after day, he realized that they figured out how to turn it on in order to force him to come out. Apparently it happens mid-morning to about right before lunch, when they are all eager for attention or to be fed. Ahh, smart little creatures they are.
So his solution? Take the Roomba off the dock, so the battery drains, then when they try to turn it on for attention, it won't work. Pretty decent idea, except when I got home on Thursday night I didn't realize that's why it was sitting there, not charging. So I put it back on.
Friday when I get home from work, I'm unwinding in front of the TV for a bit until the Husband gets home and we'll have dinner. That's when I hear the thing start up. I go into the living room, and this is what I find...
It can't be that he's hungry. He just ate twenty-minutes ago. So either he's looking for some attention, or something to play with. Hey, this thing will move around by itself so he can chase it. That's got to be more interesting than throwing your own toys across the floor to pounce on...
Monday, August 11, 2008
And for the final deal, I scoured the Internet looking for coupon codes. Be sure to do that, if you're an online shopping addict like I am. The codes are out there to be found. I ended up saving myself $18.99 on shipping costs all by entering a three-digit code at the checkout.
I'll post more about the awesome fall outfits I ordered once I receive them. After I placed my order, I asked the Husband, "Why am I addicted to buying clothes?". His answer was, "I don't know. Why am I addicted to buying electronics?". The dynamic duo, us two...
Sunday, August 3, 2008
One of my favorite parts about travel is the shopping. I purchased this jacket on my second trip to San Diego with the Husband at L A Rack. The first time I was in San Diego, I dropped in by chance. The second trip out there, it was a must stop.
What I love most about this jacket, is that four years later, I still get compliments on it, and asked where it's from (vintage never goes out of style). Then I get to smile and say, "Thanks. I got it in California." So it's sort of like it's one of a kind.