Saturday, November 14, 2009

Thanksgiving Checklist

So, Rich and I are having Thanksgiving at our house this year--for about 31 (maybe 32! people) And since by nature, I am a list maker--I figured a list would be in order (organized by date)

Weekend of November 14th
  • Bake first batch of cookies and freeze
  • Organize my doll room (put everything away, dress all the dolls for the holidays/winter)
  • Pick up tables from my parents house
Week of November 16-20
  • bring up servingware
  • go grocery shopping for ingredients
  • confirm menu
  • clean bedroom
  • bring up coolers
Weekend of November 21st
  • Defrost first batch of cookies
  • Spot clean the house
  • Bake second batch of cookies
Monday November 23
  • Frost cookies
  • Get soda/beer
Tuesday November 24
  • Make peanut butter balls
Wednesday November 25
  • Completely clean the house from top to bottom
  • Start setting out everything
  • Pick up butternut squash soup/pumpernickle bread
  • Make spinach dip
  • Bleach the floor by the litter box.
Thursday November 26th morning
  • Get up early
  • Clean everything else
  • Bake cornbread
  • Clean rabbit cage
  • Vacuum everywhere

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Barnes and Nobles Nook


I have been a reluctant e-reader proponent. I understand the draw for it, but I don't commute to and from work. Or travel a lot. Or really anything--and when I am home, I do like the physical aspect of a book.

But, we are going to London and Israel over winter break--and I would love to have it for the plane ride. Plus, the battery lasts 10 days--so between that and my Ipod--I wouldn't feel the need to carry much.

I was then thinking of the other benefits of it. The fact that I wouldn't lose books or misplace books. That when I head to NYC, I wouldn't have to worry about carrying extra bag just for my books. That I could to LBI and not worry about carrying books there either.

The only two drawbacks: Harry Potter is not in ebook form. And I couldn't take it in the bath :) But besides that, if I only got one think for Hanukkah and that was it--I would be ecstatic.

Sunday, September 6, 2009


So, as I mentioned in the previous post--I got a new journal. Only this one is a journal of lists.

I figured today, I would randomly choose a page (no peeking) and post my list for that page on here.

Let's see....

"List all your past hangouts"

In high school:
2. Applebees
3. Lakewood Rollerskating Rink
4. Winding River Ice-Skating
5. The Movies

In College:
1. City View Diner
2. The Movies
3. The Chicken Lounge

Post College:
1. Stafford Diner
2. Galloway Diner
3. The Movies
4. Applebees
5. Sadly enough, Target

It is amazing to me in the 15 years or so, my hangouts for the most part haven't changed. They still revolve around food and the movies. The faces are always different, but the places never change.

Lover of lists!

I know I just posted before, and well--I figured that post deserved its own spot. I know that doesn't make sense, but to me it does. Completely different thought y'know.

Anyway, so Thursday night Rich wanted steak. At midnight. Go figure. So, we made plans to go out to dinner the next night--for...well...steak. Yeah, not my favorite. But I do like going out to eat--and I am usually able to find something else on the menu, so I didn't mind.

After dinner, I wanted to head to Barnes and Nobles.

It wasn't too far from the restaurant, and usually we aren't AT that part of town--so I wanted to head there anyway. Well, while I was there, I got a new journal called "Listology" which is just absolutely made for me.

I love, love, love making lists. Not pointless lists like things that I have to do, or grocery store lists, but other lists. Top movies, random events, thinks that make me smile, y'know lists thare are "real" and this journal has all different types of lists. Wooo Hooo. I can't wait to start to fill it up.

I am sure that some of my lists will be making it here too.

The thing is I think I like lists because to me, that aren't as personal. Or they are as personal as you want to make it. So, really....mine aren't very personal. And I like that. That I can still tell people about me, without getting too in depth into "me"

Lists are fantabulous!

Remember Me This Way...


I just hate not being part of someone's life anymore.

I hate feeling left out.

And clueless.

But yet, I wish them all the happiness in the world.

Even if it seems like I am not really in their world anymore.

Friday, September 4, 2009

I know I haven't really been writing much, and it isn't that I don't want to write, it is more that I can't.

Sometimes, I get too private for my own good. I think I get nervous at the possibility of someone reading something that I write, which truthfully is ridiculously silly because it is public. So, I sugarcoat things, or skate around them, or just plain avoid them.

Unfortunately, I am a master of avoiding things. Truthfully, I hate confrontations, and I hate getting upset, so I try to avoid the situation by ignoring a person or just an event or something. I know that isn't a good quality to have. I know that I should be able to talk to people, especially close friends when they are hurting me, but I just can't. In an odd way, and I was thinking about this today, it is like I don't want to hurt them. Because I think if they felt that I was upset or bothered or just felt ignored, they would feel bad. And well, I don't like them feeling bad. So, I feel bad secretly. Uh, yeah.

And really, I don't want to have a long drawn out conversation about how I shouldn't feel sad or whatever, because it is just me, overanalyizing and people have been really busy and well...yadda...yadda...yadda. But at the same time, I know there is truth in what I see--and I really don't want to be convinced it is all in my imagination, and nothing is up. And perhaps that may be partly true, but at the same time, I would just like to avoid that "conversation" so I go back to hiding, because it is safer in some ways.

I guess I just well...give up. For good. And it pains me to say, because I feel like I am reliving the past and what happened a few years ago, but well, I am seriously not a giving up type of person. Really not. Just that there are only so many times that I can try to talk to someone, or even try to make plans. I'll be here when they want to talk, but maybe they just need to figure stuff out. Or maybe they are just really busy and I am being completely oversensitive. I doubt it though.

I miss my best friend.

Monday, August 31, 2009

Misses my best friend right about now.


Monday, August 17, 2009

82 Absolutely Fascinating Facts About Me You Probably Didn't Know...

Okay, it is list time again.

I had this list on my myspace page, so if it looks familiar to you--it is because it probably is. I love lists, it makes everything so neat and organized, and one day I want to bite the bullet and buy "The Listology Journal" just because I am incredibly awesome about making random lists.

Anyway, here are 82 (...and growing) random facts about me.

1. If given the choice, I would definately wear my pj's all day long-inside and outside.

2. I love to laugh. Despite what others sometimes thing. However, sometimes I try REALLY hard not laugh-because it is inappropriate.

3. I don't like crying. Yes, I can cry watching a sad movie, or reading a horrifically sad book-but yet, anything real-I just can't seem to get the tears out of my eyes. Trust me I tried.

4. I'm hopelessly optimistic-and a hopeless daydreamer too. I just never seem to pay attention because my head is in the clouds.

5. I love to help people. Sometimes I can be pesty, because I know I can help-people just don't want me to.

6. On that note, I bake. Cookies. Usually when I bake, I don't eat my creations, but I am not worried-they go so fast that everyone eats them. So they
must be good.

7. I collect dolls. Not Barbie dolls. I'm selective. I prefer the 18" ridiculously expensive American Girl dolls. I accept donations of any kind!

8. Speaking of collections-I save everything. Every note, every letter that was ever sent me is in a box, I think I started that phenemonon when I was about 10. That is 16 years of summer letters, love letters, cheering up letters and good luck letters. Sometimes, I even photocopied the letter I sent to someone else.

9. I also collect children's books and socks.

10. We have four cats: Lucky (i.e. Demon Seed), Logan, Pumpkin and Gizmo. Lucky gets in enough trouble by himself. We call him the perpetual 3 year old.

11. I don't drive. Never have and most likely never will.

12. I love Peter Pan. I have all the different version on DVD/VHS somewhere around here including: (but not exclusively) Hook, Finding Neverland, Peter Pan, Disney's Peter Pan, the Musical Peter Pan and numerous copies of the book.

14. One of my favorite quotes is "All it takes is faith and trust. And a little bit of pixie dust."-Peter Pan.

15. I worry to much. I worry all the time. I wish that everyone was happy at the same time.

16. I regret losing touch with some friends that I should have never lost touch with. No ones fault, but sometimes in my moods, I blame myself for not trying hard enough to keep contact with them.

17. I love taking baths. I love reading in the bathtub, which is why so many of my books are waterlogged.

18. I scare really easily. Anything scares me.

19. My favorite "adult" author is Mary Higgins Clark.

20. I have to read while I am eating. It doesn't matter if the food is getting cold or burnt or melting, I will not eat until I find a book that I want to read-which can depending on my mood, take awhile.

22. I love to ice-skate. I wish I had more lessons when I was a kid. I would have loved to have stuck with it.

23. I just can't get up in the morning. At least not when I need to get up.

24. I hate cleaning. Despise it. If I start a job, knowing my luck, I never finish it.

25. I wear my black boots, for the sole purpose that well, you can't tell what my socks are because 99% of the time they are mismatched.

26. The sock monster in the wash eats all my socks. I won't throw out the ones that I can't find matches too, in hopes that they will be found.

27. I like happy music. Upbeat music. Cheezy music. 80's music.

28. I think "Piano Man" by Billy Joel is one of the saddest songs ever.

29. All my friends are guys typically. I don't know how or why it happens-but it does.

30. I can sense people's emotion. I scare people with that because sometimes I am able to tell things about them, that they don't want to know.

31. I fully believe that the eyes are the window to the soul.

32. I love to smile. I have no problem walking down the streets anywhere just smiling and laughing.

33. I talk to myself. You should hear me chatter in the morning.

34. I play with my dolls. They have a bigger wardrobe then I do-plus they stand still for all the pictures that I take of them.

35. I love the color pink. I hated it when I was younger and didn't fully accept the "pinkness" into my life until I was about 20.

36.I am a nail biter-nail picker. I also do it in my sleep. I can't stop.

37. I love smelly things-candles, lotions, perfume anything.

38. My favorite smell is vanilla.

39. I can't walk into Bath and Body Works without buying anything.

40.When I was 9, I told my dad that I wanted to live in Barnes and Nobles, just like in the book From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler where they lived in the Metropolitian Museum of Art.

41.I love hot chocolate. Especially in front of the fireplace, reading a good book.

42. I love to write. I could easily write for hours. I write unsent letters as well.

43. I love snuggling.

44. I have a temper. I try not to show-but it is there.

45. I don't like stupid people. Or selfish people. Or mean people.

46. I revisit my childhood memories often.

47. I can recite the movies "When Harry Met Sally", "10 Things I hate about you" and "Beauty and the Beast" line for line.

48. When I home by myself, I put on Grease and I dance and sing.

49. I love Annie. That movie just stays in the dvd player while I watch it over and over and over again.

50. I look young. I still get carded anywhere I go. For nearly everything.

51. I get lost in starry skies. I love star gazing.

52. The sound of the ocean calms me.

53. My biggest pet peeve is when people pretend to be someone or something there not. Everyone should just be themselves and not worry about how other people perceive them.

54. My weakness is Hershey Kisses.

55. I took piano lessons for 7 years but can't play anything!

56. I am afraid of rollercoasters. The one time I went on a kid rollercoaster-I almost burst into tears.

57. Kids aren't kids to me. In my mind, they are kidlets.

58. I still wish on stars.

59.The person I admire most is my cousin Beth.

60. I'm adopted. And so is my brother.

61. I have an OCD type personality.

62. I sleep on my stomach, with my arms under my pillow.

63. I love chocolate frosted pop-tarts so much that I burned my hand on one-and nearly six months later the scar is still there.

64. The Office is my favorite tv show.

65. Out of all the characters on The Office, I relate to Pam the most.

66. Chocolate covered gummy bears are my weakness. Of course, you can't find them anywhere.

67. I hate clothes shopping-there is nothing more boring. I can spend my time doing so many other things.

68. My favorite fruit/vegetable is a tomato.

69. I love going for walks on spring days.

70. My favorite type of pizza is pineapple pizza.

71. My cousins still call me "Baby Jordy."

72. I can't dive. I have tried many times, but no matter what, me diving into a pool just looks...well...ridiculous.

73. I was on Romper Room when I was 4.

74. I don't like yogurt. I eat it because it is "healthy" for you. If I had to choose, my favorite flavors are mixed berry and strawberry banana.

75. I have a soft spot for anything Care Bearish. When I was 4 and in the hospital for 6 weeks, my cousin brought me a Care Bear for each day that I was there.

76. My childhood stuffed animal is my Miss Piggy.

77. Some mornings, I just wake up smiling.

78. My favorite holiday movie is A Muppet Christmas Carol.

79. The first chapter book I ever read was A Little Princess. My Great Aunt Lily gave it to me when I was 7. I have three different copies of this book, including the original one from when I was 7. (Which is tattered and stained)

80. I love catching snowflakes on my tongue. I love the snow in general, it makes everything look like a fairy princess castle.

81. I perfer my hot chocolate with marshmallows instead of whipped cream.

82. I am multi-talented. My talents include, but are not limited to: being a bum, writing e-mails, making cat's tails and ears, creating toothbrush bracelets, reciting lines from the Office, knowing how people are feeling without them knowning, worrying and analyzing conversations.

83. I can never finish anything I drink. If I drink soda out of can, I leave the last three sips. I will never drink a whole cup of coffee. Or water from a water bottle. There is always something left, either my choice beverage got too warm, when it wasn't supposed to be. Or too cold when it wasn't suppose to be. I know I am wasting things, and it is probably exactly the same as the rest of the beverage, but it isn't.

Friday, August 14, 2009

New phone

So the other day I got a new cell phone and am still trying to learn all the features from it. Rich and I decided to go off my parents plans because his work gives steep verizon discounts. So we both got Blackberries. He got the Storm while I got the Curve. My mom was questioning why I didn't want the Storm like typically "girly" answer was it wasn't black. I was insistant on a pink phone...and well I don't think Rich would have cared for a pink phone!

Wednesday, August 12, 2009


So for some reason, New York City makes me contemplative. No matter how often I go, I start thinking...

It is the strangest thing. It is like as soon as I set foot on the bus the ghosts of my memories. Maybe too many of my friends from childhood moved there...or...

I don't know...

I just don't know.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009



I keep a running list of movies that I will...hopefully have on DVD/Blu Ray by the end of the year:

The list is comprised of:

The Proposal
Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince

Not that many as of now, but I know that combined with the movies Rich would eventually like to get--we will probably add about 10 new movies this year to our dvd/blu ray library. Ideally, I would also like to get the complete series of Dawson's Creek, Duck Tales (volume 2 and 3) and My So Called Life. Eventually. One day. Those always get put on the back burner, because something else inevitably catches my eye.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Rant about Movie Ticket Prices...

So, last night Rich and I went to see The Proposal. And we are movie people. We love the movies. In fact, since May 1st (except for last week) we have seen a movie every week.At least one of us have seen: Wolverine, A Sneak Peak of the Proposal, Star Trek Twice, Up, Ghosts of Girlfriend's Past, The Hangover, and Drag Me to Hell. (Some of those movies we saw for free.

In the midst of those movies, you should have think the realization has come to me sooner. It is cheaper to buy a movie the first week it is released, then to see it in the theater. At least in NJ. I know that hasn't always been--but DVD prices have come down so much-usually the week that they are released--they are 16.99 or so. And, movie prices have gotten so high (last night it was 9.50 a ticket--and that doesn't count concessions). I can honestly see that as more and more people realize that, the movies will be hurt. Now, this is for our area in NJ--matinee prices for two tickets are still a dollar or two less then a DVD. Our theaters don't have student discounts--so if you see a movie on a Friday night--you are paying the full 9.50. I think this year our DVD collection will start to grow exponetially and our actually time spent in the theater will be less. Even if you buy a Blu-Ray the first week it is released--usually around 22 or so, that is only 4 dollars more then a movie theater ticket. (And if you add concessions--it makes more sense to buy the Blu Ray too).

It is a shame because I love the act of going to a movie--but I think I am going to start being pickier about which movies I see, and which movies I will.

I think I may run the risk of turning into a girly girl!

Since I have been off from work, even though it has only been a day--I already have appointments to get my hair cut (about two inches--it is WAY too long), highlighted (my hair is just way too of that mousy brown look). I also bought new make up yesterday. Seriously--is this transformation happening? I doubt it, since with my looks--I am still more comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt than anything else. And I still hate shopping!

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Office Quote

Random Office Quote of the Week:

"Did I ever tel you why I left Scranton?...Yeah, I didn't think I did. Well, it was all about Pam...She was with Roy and I just couldn't take it. I mean, I lost it, Dwight. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't concentrate on anything. And weird stuff, like food had no taste. So my solution was to move away. It was awful. And it is something that I would not wish on my worst enemy, and that includes you."-Jim

Sunday, March 29, 2009


Sometimes, I try to hard with friends. I know I do. I know I don't like change, and the more things change, the more I want to stay the same. Forever. The way they always have.

Just because change is inevitable, doesn't mean that I have to like it. I don't.

I try not to give up on people, but at the same time, I feel like I am doing the work with contacting them--and for once, I want to be the one contacted.

Maybe I'll just relax. Sit back and relax. And see what happens. What comes out of it. Or maybe if we lose touch, it won't be because I didn't try.

We'll see what happens.

And, I should accept it. I can't force people to hang out. Or call. Or well...whatever....sometimes I just need to take a step back, and not try so hard. Maybe, I should just...

Let go.

Monday, March 23, 2009


Why is it every time that I worry about something, I get an upset stomach? Without fail....

Every single time!

Reading People's Minds...


Its funny--I have been thinking about this today. Sometimes, looking into people's eyes makes me so uncomfortable. I was thinking how much easier it is to e-mail someone, or, I guess talk to them on the phone--but I have a hard time looking at someone's eyes.

And, truthfully, it is not because I am trying to be rude or anything-just the opposite. Sometimes, I can see so much. No, I can't read minds. Especially if someone's thoughts are about me--usually I'll just deny those ideas until the cows come home. But I can sense people's emotions really well. And it scares me sometimes. Sometimes, I'd rather be in the realm of "not knowing"

Yah, I am just re-reading what I am writing--and it makes absolutely no sense.

You see, to put it simply, I close myself off--I tell people what they want to know, on a need to know basis. Some of my good friends still are surprised by the things that they don't know. (And many times--the reason that they know now is because Rich slipped.) I remember one conversation with him--we were talking about how I am in nature, kinder then he is, but less trustworthy--which you need to think about it for it to make logistical sense.

He on the other hand, may not be as kind, but he trusts more then I do. I know, I have trust issues--I have no clue when they started or how they came about. I have blamed the summers before, so I will stick with that answer. I just don't like talking about myself on a deep level. I can do superficial things with ease--but those pointed questions that get asked--I am a master at evading them.

(Sometimes...I'll sidetrack the conversation until you completely forgot the original conversation was).

Back to the eyes though. I think sometimes when I look people in the eyes, I am afraid of what I will see. Of what they will let me see. And then I start worrying. And then I lose sleep. And my stomach gets upset. So, sometimes to me, it is easier "not knowing"--because even though I do know the answers (or questions!) I don't want to admit them--so I never have proof that I was right.

Being right scares me.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Sugar High

Well...I am finally coming down from my sugar high.

It is about time.

And I seriously didn't mean for it to happnen. But sometimes when you don't mean for things to happen, well they just happen anyway.

I started my day off with coffee I made. Good coffee. Stronger then usual. I added my normal cream and sugar and headed off to work.

As soon as I walked in to work, I found out another teacher purchased Dunkin Donuts coffee for the teachers. Well....I couldn't resist. (And usually, I am one cup of coffee person) So, I started on my second cup. (with cream and sugar naturally)

I also forgot that today was the big cupcake sale at work for the scholarship fund. All the 5th graders brought in (I believe 2 dozen each) there was a whole lot of cupcakes. They were selling them to the students, and the smell of sugar was intoxicating.

I bought two. And then I discovered chocolate covered pretzels and I couldn't resist--so I bought 4. They were covered with m&m's as well. the time I got home from work, I just crashed. Literally. I was twitchy all day long and bouncing around the library like a freakin' ping pong ball...

And then I passed out for an hour on the couch.

I haven't had a sugar rush like that in years--especially because normally I don't eat that much sugar during the day.

I will sleep well tonight.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Ack! Storage

So...I have a minor storage issue problem. Actually, now thinking about it--it may be more of a major storage issue. Our house is a condo, which is actually similar in size to a house. The layout is there are three "usable" floors. The first floor is the garage and a finished basement. The second floor is the kitchen, living room, dining room, and bathroom. The third floor are three bedrooms and two bathrooms, plus washer/dryer.

So...techinically, considering there are only 2 of us, there should be plenty of room. And there is! Rich has laid claim to the basement--which he turned into a really nice area. We have a couch down there, darts, tv, a bar, and all of things. It is a comfortable place, but I actually feel weird being in the basement without Rich. I took the smaller guest room as my room. I was being nice. I figured if we ever decided to have a child, then they should have the bigger room--so I took the smaller one.

And it really ISN'T a small room--but because I am a librarian, and I go between two schools--all the books that I use for work, are ALSO in that room. And well, I try to contain my things to that room--again, if we have a child, I don't want to expand into two rooms--to shrink back into one. The other bigger room does have a sewing table, and a book case, and some other things. But since I am in the two schools, I don't want to leave my books at one school. So, they stay at home. If I was in one school, than all the bookshelves would be freed.

So--I have my extensive AG and book collection in one room--and it is driving me crazy! Problem is, there isn't much I could do that I haven't ALREADY done--and I really am trying to keep everything in one room.

I just needed to vent.

Monday, February 23, 2009

I blame Karen Filippelli...


I blame Karen Filippelli for all that is wrong.

I blame her for...

Worrying about people I haven't seen, much less talked to you in years.

That when it is finally cold out--it still doesn't snow. I want to see some snow.

Crying during the movie tonight.

My headache.

And other things as well!

I just hate worrying. And I hate how it sneaks up on you....and with me, it just encompasses everything. And when I hear that someone is upset or sad or frustrated, I just start to worry. I sincerely wish sometimes I can turn the worrying/caring part off--and just well...relax. I know. I know. People will say it makes me...well me. But sometimes, it would be so nice to be not exactly me. A new me. A 6.0 version of me. One that worried less. I like the caring aspect--but maybe, I am just too sensitive.

I don't know. And the worst is, I never like to admit to the person that I am worried about them--because it sounds silly, especially if I don't talk to them often. And then I start to worry. And then my stomach begins to churn. Inevitably, I can't sleep. But the worst thing about worrying about people in your past, is that I start to regret things that happened in the past as well.

I wish that I was less judging...or nicer. Or more open. But mostly, I wished I was more vocal. I never was. I hate confrontations. I still do. They tend to me cry. But I do wish that I didn't regret things. And that I worry less.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

History Repeating Itself...

Sometimes, I get scared that history will repeat itself. And because of that, I get fearful in the present and hold on tighter.

I know logically, realistically, it isn't true--but at the same time, I can't shake the past from my memories.

And if it happened once or twice, whose to say it won't happen a third time.

Even though know I know WHY things happened--it doesn't always make it any easier. Sometimes knowing the reason behind things, doesn't help at all. You think it would.

Oh well. Sometimes as much as you want to control things. To have time stand still. You just can't. You have to accept things will happen.

However, even though I know I should accept things--I just don't want to. It makes me sad.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Valentine's Day...

Just like me,

My doll's love Valentine's Day as well.

Here are some pictures of them celebrating Valentine's Day.

Sophie and Noelle are working at the bakery counter:

Emma is taking Sonali's and Chrissa's order at the Soda Shop.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Valentine's Day

Stage 2 of my Valentine's Day Project is complete.

That is all for now!


Saturday, February 7, 2009


When you wish upon a star,
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you

If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
As dreamers do

Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing

Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true
I wish...

I wish...

I wish...

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Busy Busy Busy

So, tomorrow will be a busy, busy day!

I know we won't have a delay opening tomorrow (which we did have that was incredibly nice today!)

I also plan on besides working--I need to straighten up, particularly the kitchen. The winter just makes me super lazy. But tomorrow afternoon--I plan on baking Valentine cookies. I have all the ingredients, and I can't wait to use my pink, purple and red food coloring and sugars for the heart cookies. I think I'll bring them to work on Friday.

I just want to bake. I could actually care less if I eat it--and usually with THOSE sugar cookies, they are so sweet that I have no desire to eat one of them until at least 24 hours after I make it.

I also plan on making my doll valentine's tomorrow. And work on phase 2 of my Valentine Surprise for everyone else! but...psssssssssttt...I can't reveal it here. I just can't wait--I love making people happy--so I am hoping to make lots of people happy inside.

Hmmmmm...tomorrow WILL be a busy day!

Monday, February 2, 2009

14 days of Pink

Well...since I decided that Valentine's Day isn't that far away--and it is one of my favorite holidays, I am going to try to wear pink every day starting Feb. 1st.

Right now, I am on day two wearing a brown skirt, a pink shirt and a pink necklace.

Yesterday I wore jeans with brown and pink heart t-shirt and pink socks.

Tomorrow...I need to figure out something for then. Maybe my pink earrings?

Oh...and last night I watched the Office and I had a warm and fuzzy quote from that episode that I just had to share. It made me tear up a bit. It made my heart melt and just made me all mushy.

Jim: So what did he say? Was it my fault?
Pam: Yeah. He said that you told him how much you love me. About how you feel when I walk in a room, and about how, you've never doubted for a second that I'm the woman you want to spend the rest of your life with. I guess he's never felt that with my mom, even at their best.
Jim: You ok?
Pam: Yeah.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

The Sock Monster

Oh. There definitely is a sock monster living in my house. Actually two monsters: one that lives in the dryer and one that lives in the closet. The one in the dryer is named Bert. He is green with red hair and a devilish smile. He has three eyes. He is also short and fat. The one that lives in the closet is Blue. He is tall and blue with blonde hair.

How else can you attribute this many missing socks...and I know there is more!

Seriously---those are all my socks that are missing a mate!

I hope I discover some of them--because well...I don't want to have to throw this many of my favorite socks away.

Friday, January 30, 2009

My Meanderings....

So, I was upstairs in my doll room--and I realized somethings.

There is too much stuff in there! (And some of it--I never use!)

Plus, in May with the release of the first Jewish Historical--which I can't wait for--and want to buy that day. Seriously. And I want to buy everything--I want to make room for her. So, in the next few weeks, I am really going to go through and pick and choose what I can sell.

Right now, I have in mind at least 2 dolls, which may change to 4. Not sure yet.

Felicity's and Josefina's dish set. (I bought those as impulse buys--and well since I don't have either of their tables, and haven't even taken them out of their packaging since I bought them--why hang onto them?)

Addy's Quilt (another impulse buy).

Clothes I am more reluctant to sell--but I definitely see what will go on the chopping block as well. The problem is my favorite clothes for my dolls-are the ones that could fetch me the most money for my mission. Seriously--I have an outfit that has routinely sold consistently for over 90 dollars on ebay. Yah, I paid 18 for it when I bought it--but I love it! So we will see about that. Some of my One New Baby items will be heading out.

I also have a Cabbage Patch Kid I want to sell--but have no clue how to price it!

I think tomorrow I may go through and sort through various items.

I seriously can't wait until May. I am really considering taking a personal day at work and going up to NYC for the release of Rebecca and her items.

Well...onto my other obsession:

My random Office quote of the day:

"Oh well. If they're not together now, then they probably never will be. I thought they'd be good together like P.B. & J. Pam Beesley and Jim. What a waste. What a waste."-Kevin

Movie Buddies...

So...ever since middle school...I always loved watching movies/tv shows over the phone with friends. However, I realized that some guidelines are of value in this situation:

Movie Buddy Guidelines/Rules
  • Choose a movie both of you know. Honestly, the fun gets lost if one of you have never seen that movie before, and may ruin the ending.
  • If possible, try to watch a movie that you have seen many, many times. It is more fun to overanalyize one that has been watched a bunch of times.
  • Try not to make it a long movie/show. 90-100 minutes is ideal.
  • Happy, upbeat movies, work best. However, with me I cry at every movie, so just try to find one that isn't going to make someone depressed or angry.
  • Use DVD's as opposed to ON DEMAND, VHS or the TV. The fun of watching a movie together over the phone is watching it from the same place. Years ago, it was very hard and frustrating to sync up movies when it was on TV or VHS. And On Demand freezes to much to sync it up.
  • Try to put it on early enough. Last night, I had a problem that it started a little too late, and I fell asleep before the end.
  • Don't just make the conversation one sided about the actors/actresses, you can discuss other things about the movie/show (maybe why it is relateable, what you would have done better, etc)

It is funny, in middle school--my friends and I would watch the Muppet Movies over the phone, or Beauty in the Beast. High school we would watch Grease and When Harry Met Sally. College brought 10 Things I Hate About You, The Princess Bride and VH1's Pop Up Video. preference of movies to watch over the phone is definitately Definitately Maybe.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Snow dance


First things first:

PJ's are on inside out: check!

Now it is time for my snow song (and snow dance)

If all the snowflakes were candy bars and milk shakes,
Oh what a snow it would be!!!
I'd stand outside with my mouth open wide,
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
If all the snowflakes were candy bars and milk shakes,
Oh what s snow it would be!!!

Valentine's Day Stage 1

So...I went to Target and they FINALLY, FINALLY had their Valentine's Section set up. So, phase 1 of my Valentine project is complete. And no....I WILL not reveal what phase 1 is. Just that it is complete.

And my daily warm 'n fuzzy Office Quote:

Jim: That's... great. You know, to tell the truth, I used to have a big thing for Pam, so...
Michael: Really? You're kidding me. You and Pam? Wow. I would have never have put you two together. You really hid it well. God! I usually have a radar for stuff like that. You know, I made out with Jan...
Jim: Yeah, I know.
Michael: Yeah? Yep. Well, Pam is cute.
Jim: Yeah. She's really funny, and she's warm. And she's just... well, anyway.
Michael: Well, if you like her so much, don't give up.
Jim: She's engaged.
Michael: BFD. Engaged ain't married.
Jim: Huh.
Michael: Never, ever, ever give up.

Random Before Work Thoughts

Sometimes someone says something really small, and it just fits right into this empty place in your heart.~from a TV show

Even though it must have been about 10 years or even more since I heard this quote, I still love it and it's simplicity. I find the best compliments, are the unexpected ones. The ones that kinda floor you, but you can't admit it. The ones that have you thinking and rethinking what was said, and just smiling. It makes you feel warm and fuzzy, and warms you from the inside out. Which is why I love e-mails and letters, because I do re-read them, until the pages are worn, they are memorized, but still...on a tough day, it is nice to warm your heart. I try to tell people how much they mean to me, or show them--because I know how it feels. And that warm 'n fuzzy one that definitely should be passed on.

Monday, January 26, 2009

C is for Cookie!


The other day, my brother dropped off a bag for me. Some fabric, some magazines, and a rolling pin from my mom. It made me smile.

You see,

I love to bake cookies--I bake all the time, but well...I don't ACTUALLY have a rolling pin. I know, I know. The one thing vital to making cookies--and I don't have. Typically when I go out in a store, I don't ever think about buying one. I don't ever think about it until I start to bake. So, when I bake my cookies, I flatten the dough via my hands or a thick drinking glass (My Smurf glasses being my first choice).

After here this, I finally got a rolling pin. Even though my method that I have been using for years worked perfectly fine.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Yay for new list time!

So, after listening to one of my favorite songs: "Happiness" I decided I needed to make a new list about things that make me happy...

So here it is:

1. Rich.

2. My family.

3. My cats.

4. The smell of Barnes and Nobles.

5. Dunkin' Donuts coffee.

6. A newly falling snow.

7. Catching snowflakes on my tongue.

8. Sipping hot chocolate with marshmallows.

9. Reading by a fire.

10. An old abused book.

11. A brand new book.

12. My best friend.

13. When people to come to me with their problems.

14. Good friends.

15. My American Girl Dolls.

16. Sewing for my dolls.

17. Writing.

18. Going to the beach.

19. Ice-skating.

20. Swimming in the ocean.

21. Lobster.

22. Chocolate covered gummy bears.

23. Harry Potter

24. 10 Things I hate about you.

25. Definitely Maybe.

26. Movie Theater popcorn with M&M's.

27. Broadway Shows.

28. Daffodils.

29. Getting e-mails from my friends.

30. Baking cookies for people.

31. Giving gifts to people.

32. Playing with my cats.

33. Smiling people.

34. Catching fireflies.

35. Star gazing at night.

36. Horseback riding.

37. Birthdays.

38. Happy Music.

39. Bubble baths.

40. Chocolate chip pancakes.

41. Pierogies.

42. Books by Mary Higgins Clark.

43. A Little Princess Book.

44. Brand new sweat pants

45. Rice Krispie Treats.

46. Reading in Barnes and Noble.

47. Homemade popcorn.

48. My cousin Beth.

49. Good conversations.

50. Talking on the phone (as long as I don't call first)

51. Spending time with friends.

52. Cool Beans.

53. A Brand New Box of Crayons.

54. New Stationary.

55. My house.

56. Work.

57. Letters.

58. Unexpected packages in the mail.

59. Expected packages in the mail.

60. The Holidays.

61. Christmas Music.

62. Decorating for the holidays.

63. Potato Latkes.

64. Jelly Beans.

65. Relaxing at home.

66. Snuggling.

67. Romantic Comedies.

68. Valentine's Day.

69. Anything pink.

70. Sparkly things.

71. Stickers.

72. The Office.

73. Pam Beesly and Jim Halpert.

74. My Pam Doll.

75. Warm Winter Sweaters.

76. Crazy Socks/Tights

77. Pineapple Pizza.

78. "Remember Me This Way"

79. Care Bears.

80. Doll Sized Items.

81. My Little Ponies.

82. Man in Motion-St. Elmo's Fire Song.

83. American Girl Place.

84. NYC.

85. Show Place Ice Cream Parlor.

86. Keeping secrets.

87. Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper

88. Friends TV show.

89. My pink peacoat.

90. Sunrises.

91. Sunsets.

92. Wishing on a stars.

93. Childen giggling.

94. Walks on the beach.

95. My pink fuzzy slipper socks.

96. Target.

97. Reading outloud.

98. Long Car Rides.

99. A cup of hot tea.

100. Random snow days.

So....what makes YOU happy?

Happiness is....

Happiness is finding a pencil.
Pizza with sausage.
Telling the time.
Happiness is...
Learning to whistle.
Tying your shoe for the very first time.
Happiness is playing the drum in your own school band.
And happiness is...
Walking hand in hand.
Happiness is...
Two kinds of ice cream.
Knowing a secret.
Climbing a tree.
Happiness is five different crayons.
Catching a firefly.
And setting him free.
Happiness is being alone every now and then.
Happiness is...
Morning and evening,
Daytime and nighttime too.
For Happiness is...
Anyone and anything that is loved by you.
Happiness is...
Having a sister.
Sharing a sandwich.
Getting along.
Happiness is singing together when the day is through.
And happiness is those who sing with you.
Happiness is...
Morning and evening,
Daytime and nighttime too.
For happiness is anyone and anything that is loved by you.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Random Office Quote...

The Random Office Quote today is:

*drumroll please*

I call it Pam Pong. I count how many times Jim gets up from his desk and goes to reception to talk to you~Angela in Office Olympics

Okay, that quote just makes me squeeee a little bit inside. For the ones that know me, know why. For the ones that don't know me-just ask.

'Enough Said.

I am officially bored...

...and there isn't much as to say to that. I need someone to entertain me. However, whenever I hear those words...I immediately think of the song "May we entertain you" from Gypsy.

Make me entertain you
Make me see you smile
I will do some kicks

It really is a knee jerk reaction. I think show Gypsy is heavily focused in my high school memories--for certain reasons. It is one of those shows that I just look about fondly. Mostly because during that time that I was happy. Really happy. Which is completely and utterly odd. I wasn't happy in my high school anymore--it was my senior year. And I so don't want to go into that. I know I know--I keep this from getting too personal. I just feel uncomfortale. So, but even though I wasn't happy in school--I had so many friends out of school, that made me realize what true friendship was. And kinda made me realize how immature people in my high school could be. And I valued their friendship above all others--so even though I may not have seen them every day at school, because they didn't go to my school--I didn't feel like I had a lack of a social life. I know I did. I knew people cared about me, and trusted me, and maybe even loved me. *wrinkles my nose* Or maybe not--that is requiring too much guesswork and assumptions. To put it simply, I knew people cared about me. I cared about them. I remember coming home from school; and just not having free time because I was so busy. Between the school play, and USY and ice-skating, I remember collapsing into bed some nights. Yah, it would have been nicer if people were nicer to me in school--or saw me for me. (but that could be my fault--I digress) But I guess I wasn't unhappy and I have so many happy memories from that year. And pssst....some of the best movies were released in the theater (or re-released) that year: The Wedding Singer, Grease and The Little Mermaid. So, the show Gypsy makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside, and reminds me of Scott and Brian and Steph and Mike and Andy and Shelly and Jesse and Frank and Erik and Bill. It just reminds me of senior year in high school.

But, after that quick reminisce--I am still bored! Rich isn't feel well, and went up to bed early. (really before The Office early) and now I am just being a schlump because I am so not tired or motivated to go to bed.

*sighs* Oh well.

On the plus side I am almost finished with my doll sized tank top. It is adorable if I do say so myself. *pats myself on the back* I did run out to Target today, and I was disappointed that they didn't have their Valentine's section set up. I kinda skipped in there wishin' and hopin'--I have something I want to do for my friends, but I can't...until Target gets it stocked up. I love Valentine's Day. I think maybe in Feb, I'll try to wear something pink each day until Valentine's Day arrives. (And yes, I do have enough pink "somethings" to go around...It is only 14 days. Way too easy.

Well...I think I will find something to do!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

I hate when things go missing...

Right now, I can't find my camera.

Which is completely frustrating because I have some things I want to take pictures of. And it is not like my camera is a color that blends in. It is pink! You would think it would be easy to spot.

But sadly, no.

On the plus side,

I did find my IPOD.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Collective thoughts....

My thoughts are all mixed up. And right now, I wish they were cohesive. Definitely be easier. I wish sometimes I didn't stumble over my words, and could be direct. I try to, but I just can't do it now.

Did you ever think that a memory you had didn't really exist?

Sometimes I hold on so much to memories because I just need to know that it really happened. I'm not making this up. It is real. I didn't dream it.

That is why I write. Because if I write my impressions down after it happened; I know that it really did happen. And that someday, 5 years from now, 10 years from now, 20 years from now, when my memory of that event or day is fuzzy, I know it really did happen. That is why I like e-mails and letters too. I save them, so that when I start questioning my memories, (which I do) I know that they really happened. That people really felt that way. And for the most makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

As Michael Scott would is a win-win-win!


Sunday, January 18, 2009

13 Going On 30

Well, the other day I was at Target and they were having a sale on dvds--so I picked up two for nine dollars: 13 Going on 30 and Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. (And there may be a reason those movies were on sale--i.e. no one besides me would buy them, but I love sappy cheesy movies.) But I do completely digress.

I remembered how much I loved that movie in the theater when I saw it once, but that was over 4 years ago, and I kinda forgot what actually happened in it until I saw it again. Anyway, it remembered me how I was the complete opposite as a kid--I had no problem waiting to grow up. I remember one day being tramautized about it--I must have been about 6 or so, and my friend Jonathan and I were in the basement and he knew everything. No seriously. He knows everything. He was telling me that he couldn't wait to get older like Doug, his older brother. It hit me then, that I would have to grow up too, and well...I didn't want to. I think I started to cry after I argued with him about it. Being a kid never bothered me. I loved it! I seriously should have lived in Never Neverland.

Anyway, so I was wondering (and I know that people's tokens answer...the one that should be said) if you were able to go back to your childhood (and for arguments sake up to the age 18) and changed something, or have a do-over, what would you do. (And yah, none of that, I have no regrets or I learned from my mistakes, they made me who I am-that is considered direct avoidance. If you had no choice but you had to go back and change something that happened to you up until you were 18 years old, what would you change?


Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Confession Time....

I am not that good of a person. I try to be. And, for the most part I do succeed. However, sometimes, silly feelings, feelings I can't stand that I have; jealously, envy, start to creep up into me. I hate it--I hate feeling petty. So, I do try to push them back down as far as they will go. Most days it works, I usually forget about that "ugly" part of myself.

However, sometimes when I least expect it, they do creep back up.


Monday, January 12, 2009

Amusing Office Quote of the day...

So, I am cheap in so many little ways. Seriously. I would gladly pay full price for a meal at a restaurant, most movies, almost all books, and American Girl. But clothes, other neccessities and odds 'n ends. Mostly likely not.

I was eyeing an Office calendar--one of those day by day desk calendars, but refused to pay full price, especially when I knew that Jan 1st, they would all be 50% off. And, if I am a week late with purchasing the calendar, it isn't the end of the world.

I waited. I waited. I waited. (And yes, with some things, I do have infinite patience....others not so much) And finally I found it.

*drumroll please*

The amusing, random Office quote of the day is:

I signed up for Second Life about a year ago. Back then, my life was so great that I literally wanted a second one. In my Second Life, I was also a paper salesman and I was also named Dwight. Absolutely everything was the same, except I could fly.

Stay tuned for the random and amusing Office quote tomorrow.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

A lazy Sunday...


I went to see the movie Bride Wars. And it was corny, cheesy, utterly predictable, got horrible reviews--and yet, I was bawling my eyes out. Go figure! I am probably the biggest mush ever. Anyway, it made me miss the proximity of my friends. I know that is odd, and weird and well...complicated, but the movie takes place obviously in the city, and friends were just a few blocks away. College was so nice--I just walked across the hall if I needed to talk. (Not that I ever really did...I wasn't the type to share when I was upset...but I could if I wanted to). Summer camp was the same. Here, I have friends scattered all of the country and state, and yah, I can talk to them on the phone or through e-mail, but it is not the same as just knocking on the door, asking to talk---and not have to make a huge master plan, that inevitably falls through. So, I guess I just miss seeing my friends, especially my best friend. I remember when I was younger, I just wanted to have a neighborhood with my friends--it would make it so easy, so convenient, so nice just to see people. I still want that.

Okay, enough mushiness.

On this lazy day, I started attempted changing my dolls for Valentine's Day. I LOVE Valentine's Day--I always have. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. It is a holiday that celebrates love and friendship among other things. Plus, you can find heart shaped things everywhere--and that is super cool. Everything is pink and purple and sparkly and makes me start to bounce inside. Plus, heart shaped cookies are so much fun to bake (and give away!) I already have my cookie cutters, my frostings, the sprinkles and cookie sugars. I can't wait.


Friday, January 9, 2009

New dollie stuff!


The UPS man did come today. Seriously, I was at work the whole day counting down the hours until I got home. And it wasn't because it was the weekend or anything--I love my job! But, I was so excited about my purchase I made on Jan. 1st. And well...those that know me...know that patience isn't one of my finest qualities. And well, sometimes, I have a lack of patience that is very surprising.

So, waiting a week for the man in brown to bring something I ordered...uhh...yah. Not so much. But I did get two lovely new dolls--Sonali and Chrissa. I am in dollie love. And yes, that is completely and utterly possible.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Update on my Pam doll...

Okay, so the other day---actually more like a few weeks ago. I love it. I don't have the best pictures of it, but just exhibits all sorts of Pamish qualities.

Without further ado--Miss Pam Beesley, soon to be Mrs. Pam Halpert.

I apologize

First off, I apologize to all the people that this affects.

I hate the phone. Hate it. Loathe it.

*wrinkles nose* that doesn't sound exactly accurate. Because I do talk on the phone, and don't even mind conversations on the phone.

How about the good ole: "It's not you, it's me." I think that fits.

I hate calling people on the phone. It is not that I don't want to talk to you-I do. I just don't want to call.

And, it has always been like that. For as long as I could remember. In elementary school-I hated calling up friends to play. Usually, I tried to convince my mom and dad to do it! (I think that worked until I was about 10) I wanted to see them--but I felt in my kid mind that I was forcing them to hang out. *rolls eyes* I don't know.

But, even now, there are four people I call--that I don't get a nervousness panicky feeling when I call. My parents. Rich. And my cousin Beth. (Mostly because Beth never picks UP the phone--so when I call--I know that I am inevitably going to be talking to a machine.) Everyone else forget it.

I'll e-mail, write letters 'til the cows come home, I'll even text someone before I make the last and final attempt to call. And it is not that I don't think of calling-I do. I think about it. Debate it. Something inevitably distracts me---and then when I realized I never called, I breathe a sigh of relief because it is way too late to call.

So, if you don't hear from me...just remember.

It really isn't you. It is me.