Weekend for Two

When I discovered there was going to be a hurricane headed our way, which was probably a little late in the game because I don't watch the news, I quickly told my personal shopper (Danny) to get us good and ready for Irene. He of course didn't do any kind of shopping on Thursday so Friday morning I wrote up a list and woke him up at 8:30am. I wanted him to get to the grocery store ASAP because I envisioned only the crappy non-perishable foods left and there was no way I was going to be stuck all weekend eating room temperature cans of beans and store brand corn crisps. Danny dutifully went to the store and bought a lot of great stuff (although it's a good thing we never lost power because I'm not sure how long a pound of turkey and dozen eggs would have lasted without refrigeration). It was strange walking around town on Saturday evening. Most of our neighborhood restaurants were closed. Our corner flower stand was completely empty. Made me realize that even though I hold my breath as I walk by because I am allergic to the flowers, I would most certainly miss them should they one day stop sending me off to work each morning or welcoming me home. We finally found one lone restaurant where we could rest our weary umbrellas and enjoy our last supper before the end.

We ended up not needing anything because the hurricane became a little storm when it passed by our big city, but because we were so prepared we ate like kings and were able to just enjoy the weekend together. There was lots of LOST and I tried to venture out into the world of online shopping but never could get my cart to have enough dollars for free shipping. I cannot justify spending money on shipping when my personal shopper will trek to any store for free. But it was fun to pretend that one day I will be an online shopper.

All in all a lovely and relaxing weekend.

Puppies!

A couple blocks from our apartment is a puppy store. They have a huge window where they put 1-3 puppies in there so that passersby can see the cute puppies. On days where I'm feeling gloomy and need a pick-me-up or even days where I'm feeling happy and want something to top the day off I will walk home and pass the puppy store to see the cute puppies in the window.

The other day I walked by and the only puppy in the window was eating poop.

Plan foiled.

What we've been up to

Skee-ball and Wings at bars

Father's-day Breakfast in honor of...

The father-to-be

Yummy Fruit for a Wedding Reception

Growing Baby Christ

Lists

I am a maker of lists. At any given time I have on average 5 lists floating around but it's not out of the ordinary for me to have many more. The lists are mostly found written in a notebook which resides in my bag, but other lists can be found on post-its stuck to the fridge, scraps of paper on the counter, drafts composed in my inbox, spreadsheets printed on my office desk...you get the picture.
Ask Danny. I rarely go to the grocery store without a shopping list and I always have a to-do list over a three-day weekend (which reminds me that I should add to the one I have for this 4th of July weekend). I have a running list of long term projects that I am working on and another running list of things I have yet to do in the city that I want to do. Then there are lists for short term tasks like what am I going to clean this week.

One reason I love writing lists is because then I don't have to keep that valuable information in my head. I attribute my great sleeping habits to my constant list writing (and my Dad) because I don't have to stay up thinking of the things I need/want to get done/buy because I know they are safely written down on some scrap of paper. Another reason lists are great for a gal like me is because I like to cross things off. I'm very busy and am constantly working on something. When I am able to cross something off a list it's as if I've progressed and accomplished way more than just the task at hand.

Now that Danny and I are used to each other's quirks, he frequently asks "what's on my list". This question is appropriate in most situations and while he doesn't expect me to pull out a sheet of paper with an actual list he can pretty much bet that I have one and can produce it if necessary.

Where Dreams Come True

Outnumbered

Did you know that in Western culture, the color baby blue is often associated with baby boys and pink for baby girls, particularly in clothing and linen and shoes? I assume we all knew this, but did you also know that this is a recent tradition? Until the 1940's the convention was exactly the opposite: pink was considered the appropriate color for boys as the more masculine and "decided" while blue was the more delicate and dainty color and therefore appropriate for girls.

Now that we have that settled - we're dreaming in blue over at our house (or pink in the 1940's). So for now I am outnumbered in our family.

It's a...

Well we don't know yet but we will find out today. Don't you just love the suspense.