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Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Did we actually eat that?
Yes. And it was good. (Fatburger in LA, because the line at Pink's was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too long.)
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Bed Head
Every once in a while, some major change to our current living situation causes me to look around and make a funny observation about myself. A Seinfeld moment, if you will.
Recently, we were making plans on what to do with our personal effects in a pending move, and I pointed out that at least it will easy to move the bed, which is currently little more than a mattress and toppers. It then occurred to me this would probably be a strange sleeping arrangement to most other adults, and it further occurred to me that I’ve never really had a “normal” sleeping arrangement.
In my earliest memories, I usually slept either in my parents’ giant California King bed, or on the floor of their room in a sleeping bag. (We had a very overcrowded household.) When he was away, I had use of my older brother’s water bed, which is itself a bit of an oddity these days. Occasionally I stayed at my aunt’s, who also had waterbeds.
Eventually I moved up to the top bunk of a set of bunk beds I shared with my sister. During these years I did not so much sleep in it, as read until I passed out up there. I liked it up there because I could pretend I was sleeping in the crow’s nest of a pirate ship or the branch of a tree like my hero Mowgli. (Kipling was a big influence on my elementary school years.) However, during school breaks, I could often be found setting up camp either in my grandmother’s room (again, sleeping bag on the floor) or on the living room couch, to better facilitate staying up late to watch movies. (Watching Black & White movies or late night horror fests, such as “Tales from the Dark Side” was a big bonding thing for me and my grandma.)
When I finally got my own room, I was given my choice of bedding options during a trip to the furniture store and fell in love with a futon style couch from Ikea. Most of the time I wouldn’t even bother to turn it into a bed, preferring to sleep on it in couch format. When I eventually left home, the couch/bed went with me in the back of my truck, and it was the first thing I moved to my new apartment.
The new apartment was shared with my then boyfriend, now husband, who agreed to put the couch/bed in the bedroom, while we turned his twin bed into a makeshift couch. (We also made a living room table out of those cardboard moving boxes they sell at Staples, but that’s a whole other essay.) Thus, I apparently forever corrupted his ability to sleep like a normal person, because when we finally replaced the couch/bed, it was with a pillow top mattress that resided on the floor, an arrangement that would stay in place until several months of pregnancy finally convinced us that maybe a frame and a box spring were a good idea after all.
This actually lasted several years, in various incarnations, until the original mattress from that first apartment so long ago finally needed retirement. In a position to replace it with a reasonably sized array of options (my mother in law had offered to buy us a new bed for my husband’s birthday), we chose… a foam mattress from Ikea. This time, however, said foam mattress came with a bed frame, instead of in couch format.
As it turns out, bed frames from Ikea don’t exactly have long life spans. Despite the best efforts of my wood working father in law, we eventually gave up on the frame and put the mattress on the floor. Although our older backs have required that we add this arrangement several inches of feather and foam toppers, purchased whenever the opportunity presents itself, I must admit, it’s the arrangement that feels most “normal” to us.
Recently, we were making plans on what to do with our personal effects in a pending move, and I pointed out that at least it will easy to move the bed, which is currently little more than a mattress and toppers. It then occurred to me this would probably be a strange sleeping arrangement to most other adults, and it further occurred to me that I’ve never really had a “normal” sleeping arrangement.
In my earliest memories, I usually slept either in my parents’ giant California King bed, or on the floor of their room in a sleeping bag. (We had a very overcrowded household.) When he was away, I had use of my older brother’s water bed, which is itself a bit of an oddity these days. Occasionally I stayed at my aunt’s, who also had waterbeds.
Eventually I moved up to the top bunk of a set of bunk beds I shared with my sister. During these years I did not so much sleep in it, as read until I passed out up there. I liked it up there because I could pretend I was sleeping in the crow’s nest of a pirate ship or the branch of a tree like my hero Mowgli. (Kipling was a big influence on my elementary school years.) However, during school breaks, I could often be found setting up camp either in my grandmother’s room (again, sleeping bag on the floor) or on the living room couch, to better facilitate staying up late to watch movies. (Watching Black & White movies or late night horror fests, such as “Tales from the Dark Side” was a big bonding thing for me and my grandma.)
When I finally got my own room, I was given my choice of bedding options during a trip to the furniture store and fell in love with a futon style couch from Ikea. Most of the time I wouldn’t even bother to turn it into a bed, preferring to sleep on it in couch format. When I eventually left home, the couch/bed went with me in the back of my truck, and it was the first thing I moved to my new apartment.
The new apartment was shared with my then boyfriend, now husband, who agreed to put the couch/bed in the bedroom, while we turned his twin bed into a makeshift couch. (We also made a living room table out of those cardboard moving boxes they sell at Staples, but that’s a whole other essay.) Thus, I apparently forever corrupted his ability to sleep like a normal person, because when we finally replaced the couch/bed, it was with a pillow top mattress that resided on the floor, an arrangement that would stay in place until several months of pregnancy finally convinced us that maybe a frame and a box spring were a good idea after all.
This actually lasted several years, in various incarnations, until the original mattress from that first apartment so long ago finally needed retirement. In a position to replace it with a reasonably sized array of options (my mother in law had offered to buy us a new bed for my husband’s birthday), we chose… a foam mattress from Ikea. This time, however, said foam mattress came with a bed frame, instead of in couch format.
As it turns out, bed frames from Ikea don’t exactly have long life spans. Despite the best efforts of my wood working father in law, we eventually gave up on the frame and put the mattress on the floor. Although our older backs have required that we add this arrangement several inches of feather and foam toppers, purchased whenever the opportunity presents itself, I must admit, it’s the arrangement that feels most “normal” to us.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Friday Afternoon
Everyone trickles out
Rustle
Slam
Rustle
Slam
As the corporate machine
Comes
To
A
Stop
For the weekend
Click
Clack
Click
Clack
Until it’s my turn
“Have
A
Nice
Weekend”
And I’m out the door.
Rustle
Slam
Rustle
Slam
As the corporate machine
Comes
To
A
Stop
For the weekend
Click
Clack
Click
Clack
Until it’s my turn
“Have
A
Nice
Weekend”
And I’m out the door.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
If the lies men tell women's magazines were true...
That night at the strip club...
Brad: Oh wow! Those jeans, that plain white t-shirt, those Converse All Stars! That dancer is totally hot!
Mike: Yeah, between that ponytail and her fresh faced lack of make up, I'm gonna need to break some more twenties!
Brad: Oh wow! Those jeans, that plain white t-shirt, those Converse All Stars! That dancer is totally hot!
Mike: Yeah, between that ponytail and her fresh faced lack of make up, I'm gonna need to break some more twenties!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Rainy with a chance of Mud Slides
Mud Slides for a Lazy Sunday Afternoon
(Okay we didn't watch LotR, but we listened to the soundtrack and that should count for something.)
(Okay we didn't watch LotR, but we listened to the soundtrack and that should count for something.)
About half a pint of Haagan Daz coffee ice cream left over from last weekend.
The couple tablespoons of hot fudge also left over from Sundaes on Sunday.
The "sampler" bottle of Kahlua from that twirly display at Bev Mo from which I buy too many random items.
2 "Professional" shot glasses of Red Rum (which is both way better than Captain Morgan and comes in a cool bottle.)
A handful of ice cubes
Put all in blender and mix until you get bored of waiting for the ice cubes to get crushed and decide that's close enough to a slushy consistancy for your purposes.
Enjoy in plastic cups after your in-laws have spontaneously taken your daughter to some extended family function that you don't really want to attend because you're still recovering from visiting your friends with 4 cats even though your allergic to cats.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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