Friday, June 29, 2007

MIA

Just a little head's up to all my dear readers that I won't be on the internet for the next week, so that means no posts this week. I know, it's very sad. But I promise to be back in full force as soon as I return!

Have a great week!

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Home Renovations, Parte Trois

I really have no idea why I put the numerical part of these blog titles in French. Maybe it's an attempt to somewhat use my minor in French that I never use. But I'm more culturally well-rounded for it, right?

I am living my life in a perpetual state of tiredness right now. I can't get ahead. I think I'm wearing down and will be really glad to get myself moved and settled in and out of the old place. Change is good, but boy it can be exhausting!

We are SOOO close to having all of the painting done now. Everything has been finished except that the guest bedroom needs a second coat. Then that part is done. It's being painted Quiver Tan, a very deep purple. No, I'm kidding, but you wouldn't be surprised would you? Surprisingly, it's actually a deep tan. Everything looks sooo good, and I am really impressed with how all the colors turned out, especially considering the rapidness in which I selected all of them.

Last night my dad was hanging things back up in the bathroom and working on getting new blinds hung up in the finished rooms. I also cleaned the guest bathroom after completing the painting I had for the evening. I still have to scrub the floor tonight. This part is not fun. I certainly want everything to be spic and span before I bring all of my stuff in, but I can't stand smelling like cleaning products. Even after you shower, it's like you can't quite get the smell out of your nose.

Other than that last coat of paint, we still have to finish cleaning the carpets, wiping down baseboards, cleaning the living room (which mostly just means cleaning the hardwood floor and window), and giving the kitchen a good cleaning (this will be the most time consuming, I think). Of course, all of this on top of the fact I still have to pack up my apartment and give it a good cleaning too. Nevermind the fact it wasn't all that clean when I moved in. But I want my deposit back, so clean I will. It'll take a few weeks to get unpacked and settled, but at least once I'm over there things should calm down a bit. I promise that I will be more socially available post-move everyone!!!

The other oh so fun part about moving is everything you have to turn off and on and forwarded and all that jazz. I've successfully made sure that my phone and internet will be transferred over, I've sent in the forward mail card to the post office, and I decided to cancel the cable. I know, spare me those gasps of shock. For years I longed for cable... I rejoiced and loved it upon getting it in college... it was the first thing I signed up for in the apartment... but now I've realized I hardly ever watch tv, so I can't justify the expense. I like movies though, so maybe I'll do Netflix or something.

So everything is going well so far. I'm a little pressed for time with my upcoming vacation, but nonetheless it will all get done eventually. I'm really looking forward to being in the new place. I'm REALLY excited about all my new bedroom stuff. It's going to look really sharp in there... very classy!

Only two weeks til the big move! Keep on reading...

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

If you ain't dippin', you must be trippin'

I got a little flash from the past this afternoon when I was driving back to the office from making a run for chocolate milkshakes at Chick-fil-A (have I mentioned I love my job?). I had just turned on the radio when "Da Dip" started up. Do you remember that song?

I'm pretty sure I remember listening to it at an eighth grade dance. I have to admit, it's not really a great memory. Middle school was definitely my least favorite years. Not only was I a skinny girl with short hair, glasses, and braces, I really and truly looked like a boy. So needless to say, I ventured to school dances in a group of girls where we proceeded to stand around the cafeteria watching other people dance and probably all anticipating when our parents would be back to pick us up. But at least we made the effort to be socially involved, right?

The crazy thing is how I could remember almost all of the words. My favorite lines were always "Back again with the second verse/ It's all clean so I'm not gonna curse." Granted, he doesn't curse. However, I wouldn't call the rest of the song clean. I'm sure at the ripe age of 13, I didn't quite get the innuendos of the song, but listening to it today I couldn't believe that they played it at a school dance! Nor can I believe that it was popular over TEN years ago... I feel old all of a sudden.

But alas, there was something catchy about the repetition of the song: "I put my hand up on your hip/When I dip, you dip, we dip..." or maybe we liked that not only did the song give a beat to dance to, it also told you how to dance. Ha, kind of like the "Tootsie Roll" song. Though as we got older, it evolved into the "Macarena" and eventually the "Cha Cha Song" (that I'm sure we did at least 3 times at senior prom).

This led me to thinking about other songs I remember listening to in middle school. I think that's when "Cotton Eyed Joe" came out. I also liked Pearl Jam's "Better Man." Remember "Crazy Sexy Cool" by TLC? Pretty sure this is when "Wannabe" by the Spice Girls got them famous. I'm also sure many of you remember the skit done to "Total Eclipse of the Heart" in your Club Pride days... One of my personal favorites that I still listen to is Blackstreet's "No Diggity." Verve Pipe, Boyz II Men, Seal, Chumbawamba, Savage Garden... oh how the 90s gave us good music. I love listening to Back in the Day Sunday on 107.5 on Sunday nights... it's amazing what songs you forget about that you knew and loved 10 years ago!

Happy music listening to you all. Hope you enjoyed a little walk down musical memory lane.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Working Girl

I should go check the mail, but it's pouring down rain and thundering. I don't mind really. The mailbox is always jam packed on Mondays. Apparently when your mail isn't delivered for two days, it really backs up. I'll find an assortment on junk mail, a few catalogs, and then a bunch of bills that need to be posted, charged to a customer, and ultimately paid. But for now, I'm going to wait out the rain and stay dry.

I've been thinking today about how diverse my job responsibilities can be on a daily basis. I've got a full agenda this week with my upcoming vacation; I'm hoping to get far enough ahead that I won't be too behind when I get back. I told someone about some of the things I needed to accomplish this week and he made a comment about how stressed out I must be. Granted, I am nursing a head ache right now, but I don't really feel stressed out.

Today I got to be Human Resources. Bob hired a new guy to help out in the shop, and I felt oh so important as I copied his driver's license and social security card and then entered all of his information from his W-4 into our system. I rounded this off by officially reporting that we hired him to the state of TN. I'd sure like to know what exactly the state does when they get the memo that we have someone new working with us. Do they really keep up with every single employee at every single establishment in the state?

I rented us a storage unit today and am soon setting off to purchase a lock for it, on the company dime of course. We had 8 orders, which is quite a bit for one day. It took all of my afternoon getting everything shipped out. Never mind that I have a bunch of door orders sitting on my desk that I need to charge customers for this week. I also have odds and ends that Bob keeps asking me to do... make some labels, order things, make kanban cards (don't even ask, I'm not sure myself what that's all about), and so on.

Another project that's looming over me this week is that it's time to balance the bank account. Think balancing your check book... then mulitiply the effort you take to do that by at least 50 and add a couple of dozen rounds of sore fingers from punching the little buttons on the calculator. Not only do I have to mark off every single check we write (and it's a lot, but that's the easy part), I have to mark off every single deposit. And they're all credit card deposits. Here's the easiest way for me to explain this... we might have 10 sales on one day... 3 are MasterCard, 3 are Visa, 2 are American Express and 2 are Discover. Each of those four credit card companies will deposit the money from one day in one deposit. So I have to figure out which individual deposits make up the big deposit they put in our account. Then, I have to take off money for the fees we have to pay to be able to use credit cards. All of this usually takes 2-3 hours. I'm not even kidding. The really crazy thing is that I swear I'm numerically dyslexic, and yet here I am doing most of the accounting for a small business. It's amazing I don't screw things up more often.

The ordering is easy... checking in things I order is easy... shipping is easy, though I get very dusty. Even the customer service part is easy except for the occassional customer who wants to be the biggest pain in the world... BUT, even though the good people at most customer service numbers have NOT figured this out yet, good customer service is putting up with the pains and doing your best to please them so that they don't become a bigger pain. But let me say this... don't act like you're best friends with the customer service rep you talk to. This one guy always wants to call me Mel, even though he doesn't know me other than 6-7 phone calls per quarter to order one item. I don't care much for being referred to by nicknames unless it's by people close enough to me to use them.

So the advantage of working in a small business with 5 men is that no matter what, I always look like a million bucks. I mean, clearly I don't. But I can come in with my hair in a ponytail and no makeup and they'd see me the same way as if I had staightened my hair out and did my eyes up really well. Working for a cabinet company provides a pretty relaxed enviornment anywhere (have I mentioned I wear jeans everyday? Don't hate me, please), but I still try to look presentable so that when the salesman wanders in off the street, I don't come across as a complete hag when I send him merrily on his way. Another advantage of being the only lady is that there is very little drama around here and no one talks behind anyone's back... we're just a happy little family.

One of the disadvantages of working in a small business with all men (and all married men a lot older than me at that except for the one guy who's younger but is also married) is that there's little chance of meeting a single guy around here. Granted, I did shamelessly flirt with one of the delivery guys today. OK, so it wasn't really shamelessly. Ok ok, you probably can't even really call it flirting. But I did ask him his name, tell him mine, and attempt to make some small talk about if he delivers to us very often... ha, I basically used the "come here often?" line... what a cliché! I don't think much of it, but it never hurts to be friendly to everyone you meet. Another disadvantage of the all male office is that it can get very quiet around here. Good thing I bring along my ipod...

All in all, I pretty much love my job. I never dread coming into work. I might not feel like it sometimes, but it's not this gut wrenching unhappy feeling like I experienced in my last job. I'm pretty sure I've never gone home in tears since I've started working here, and that's a good thing. As far as being an adult and having to work for a living goes, I think I'm pretty fortunate. I'm really enjoying that I do so many different things and that I have been learning so much. For example, I never thought much about where the money goes when they keep money out of my paycheck for taxes. But now that I run payroll, I know that we have to take that money once a month and pay it to the government. So that's how it works... it makes perfect sense.

The other cool thing about my job? Getting up and being here by 7am can be a little rough sometime for a gal who's naturally more of a night owl, but getting to leave at 3:30 every afternoon is a fabulous thing.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Red Bull Flugtag 2007 and other weekend happenings

Danielle was ever so kind as to point out to me that I have been absent for too many days from writing. Please accept my apologies. Things have been crazy busy with me spending every evening working on the house. We're getting so close to having the painting done!

This weekend I took a much needed break to engage once again in my social life. After painting a bathroom on Friday evening, I spent some time enjoying a bit of pizza and a really weird movie on tv in good company. I know that doesn't sound all that interesting, but it was nice to chill out a bit like that. It was a good way to start the weekend. Well, except for the weird movie.. but I'm not going to hold that against anyone.

The big event of the weekend was heading downtown to the Red Bull Flugtag at Riverfront Park. For those that don't know, "flugtag" means "flying day" in German. Red Bull sponsers flugtags throughout the world where people can build a human powered flying apparatus and attempt to fly. It's that whole "Red Bull gives you wings" thing...

So upon watching almost all of the teams make their attempt, only 2 or 3 of them actually went very far. Team after team got to the end of the platform and crashed straight down into the water. You'd think it would get old, but you really laugh everytime.

One team, called the Rocky Top Rocket, set the new US and North American records when the flyer went 155 feet. It was incredible. Every team got to do a little skit before their flight, so this team made good use of the song Rocky Top. For anyone who is not in TN or familiar with TN, true Tennesseans love themselves some UT football.. and know every word to at least the chorus of "Rocky Top." The crowd went absolutely nuts dancing and singing along as they got ready to fly. Part of their apparatus was, quite appropriately, a banjo. Then, the flyer had this hang gliding type thing that he attached to himself. At the end of the platform, the banjo fell straight in the water but he glided along happily and everyone was on their feet cheering frantically. It was pretty exciting... we were all part of a historical flugtag moment. You can watch the video of it (and see other pictures and such) at redbullflugtagusa.com. I also posted my pictures on facebook.

I have to say that it was a pretty neat event to check out. I couldn't believe how many people came out to watch. I expected a crowd, but this was more like a mass group of people. Nashville definitely has some interesting events to check out, and I certainly need to be a part of more of them. There's something about witnessing something like a flugtag with thousands of other people (perfect strangers for the most part) that's just really neat. It's kind of like being at a Dave Matthews Band concert... thousands of people singing along to every word. There's just this really cool sense of togetherness that you feel when you're at something like this that brings together so many different people.

But it was hot... that's the only downfall of the day. I mean, REALLY hot. As in me and the companion I attended the event with both found that our shirts were soaked through with sweat before we ever even found a good place to stand. I know that's gross, but that's how hot we got. Ice cream was definitely on the agenda post-flugtag.

My Saturday evening was spent traveling out to WallStreet with a friend to check out The Firing Order. My pal Trey is the drummer in this band. Ha, I say traveling like it was far or something. WallStreet is only like 20 minutes away. I think when you don't make the trip back and forth to Murfreesboro very often any more, it starts to feel like it's really far away or something. Anyways, the band was amazing and I will certainly attend future shows. The evening was rounded out by a quick late night trip to the IHOP before I finally crashed in bed.

I'm absolutely exhausted from all of this. But the thing is, I wouldn't take it back. I had an absolute blast cramming in so much activity in such a short period of time. I spent some time in the company of some people that I think are pretty cool all the while being a part of some neat events. Ok, again, maybe the weird movie isn't really a neat event.. but close enough.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Bit of a Bookworm

Anyone who knows me well knows that I love to read. So it won't sound all that strange to those readers when I tell you that I started rereading the fifth Harry Potter book a few days ago. After that, I plan to reread the sixth book. There's no need to reread books 1-4 because I've read all of them twice and seen the movies, so those stories are pretty engrained in my head. I'm doing all of this to prepare for the last book that is being released on July 21. Now do you see why it might sound strange to some people? I just can't bring myself to read the new one without completely remembering the stories from the previous books. I read book six in 2005 when it came out, and I just don't remember the details well enough.

I know... I'll even admit it... I'm a huge nerd sometimes. So last night I was in my bed reading a few more chapters before turning out the lights when something made me remember how we used to get those Troll Book Orders back in elementary school. Troll Book Order Day was like my favorite day. I'd look all through the little paper and circle all the things I thought looked interesting so that I could take it home to my mom to decide which ones to actually order. I'm pretty sure I got most of my Boxcar Children books through these orders. What I said earlier was wrong... the day the books actually came was my favorite day. I was more likely to get in trouble for trying to read my new books during class than anything else.

I miss those days. Back then, you could get a thick paperback for $3.95. You can't even get a meal for that these days. Well, except that I can... a kids' meal at Chick-fil-A fills me up for a whopping $3.27. But I digress... nowadays, a small paperback can cost you $8.95. Thank goodness for the Internet where you can find all sorts of discounted books. I love going to bookstores and spending hours flipping through books and perusing magazines, but in the end I'd just assume buy the book for 75% off on half.com.

You know, I can remember the first book I ever read. It was The Spooky Old Tree with the Berenstein Bears. I loved that book. I still have the copy I grew up with on my bookshelf. Inside the front cover is my name, scribbled in my youthful handwriting. I also remember how I made myself a secret cubby hole to read in... except it probably wasn't as secret as I thought. I'd climb in the bottom of my closet where I had placed some pillows to sit on and rigged a flashlight to hang down so that I didn't have to hold it. I'd read in there for hours.

I guess reading the Harry Potter books feeds that small child that's still inside of me somewhere. I love getting lost in this world that's so different from my own. It reminds me of why I've always loved reading in the first place as well as I why I will someday write a book in the hopes that some reader somewhere will enjoy it. Happy reading to you all.

Monday, June 18, 2007

RC Cola & Moon Pie 10 Mile Run

This weekend I headed once again to the RC Cola & Moon Pie Festival in Bell Buckle, TN. For those of you who don't know, having a RC Cola and a Moon Pie for a snack is apparently a southern tradition. Granted, I was born and raised in the south and have never once had these items together as a snack, but my dad says everyone used to do it so I'll take his word on it. Nonetheless, it's really a neat little festival complete with moon pies to enjoy.

My reason for heading out there was once again to run in the 10 mile race at 7am. This race is known for being hazy, hot and humid, but we actually enjoyed a nice breeze this year. (Don't get me wrong - it was still VERY hot). When I checked in, I discovered that I had been assigned race number 13. I walked up to my family and friends and announced that I knew now that it was going to be a great day. 13 is my lucky number, having been born on a Friday the 13th.

Our party was a bit smaller this year with Danielle being in England and the Brownlows opting not to come, but me, Michelle, and Bob were all geared up for the gently rolling hills and one great big one at mile 4.5. Now when they say a great big one, they're not kidding. We didn't run up this hill. We didn't even walk up this hill. We climbed this hill. I was more out of breath after that one hill than I ever was at any other point.

So my realistic goal for the day was to run it in 1:35. My lofty goal was to be under the 1:30 mark. I realized at the 5 mile marker that I was at exactly 45 minutes and that if I kept it up, I could break that 1:30. I ended up crossing the line in 1:28:37. I was ecstatic. It had to be because of the number 13, haha. I averaged an 8:52 min/mile which is booking it along pretty fast for me. I also beat my time from last year by a solid 15 minutes. Granted, I hardly trained last year and this year I was coming off of a marathon, but still... 15 minutes is a LOT!

After the race, we enjoyed some yummy breakfast foods and then checked out some of the booths at the festival. I found a neat little tote bag for $5 that's going to be perfect for carrying some books to the beach in a few weeks. Then we headed to Miller's Grocery for a terrific lunch, and I wondered why it is that I don't go eat there more often. Think quality homemade southern food... fried okra, green beans, cream corn, and other things of the sort like corn fritters. It was perfect for a post-race meal.

I'm sure we'll head back out there again next year. Maybe I can talk a few more people into joining us for this one. In the meantime, I'm hanging up the racing shoes for a few months... it's getting too hot for me so I won't be racing any more until September or so. But I have to admit, I felt pretty good at the end of the race... it was pretty encouraging to be able to finish that quickly and if anything, it gets me all the more excited about pursuing my 4:30 marathon goal at the Rocket City Marathon in December. I guess we'll see what happens...

Friday, June 15, 2007

A few grievances...

So I'm not really one to do a lot of complaining, but I have experienced a handful of annoying things this week that I feel like I need to expunge out of me and out into the world so that maybe other people can either 1) relate because it's happened to them or 2) realize they're doing the things that drive me and other people nuts and then stop it.

- I have been emailing the customer service rep that has been assigned to my company from one of the companies we buy from for FOUR weeks now asking the same question. I have received absolutely no response. I even carbon copied his boss on all of the emails I've sent because I know this guy is likely to ignore me, and even his boss hasn't responded. I don't know how to make myself any more clearer than when I say "This is the fifth time I've asked this question and I expect an answer immediately." I bet if we quit paying our bills to them I'd hear from them real fast.

- Why is it that if I'm more than 15 minutes late to my doctor's appointment I have to reschedule and possibly pay a no show fee, but yet the doctor can keep me waiting for an HOUR past my appointment time in the waiting room? Not to mention, my appointment was at 9am. How in the world are you an hour behind at 9am?

- Do not hit your brakes and then turn on your blinker to let me know you're turning. You've missed the whole purpose of the blinker by that point. Blinker first, then brakes.

- Why do networks keep cancelling all the good shows and keep a whole bunch of useless crap? I mean, seriously... I know people like reality tv and all but then there's those of us who'd rather watch some sort of actual storyline that reflects creativity and good writing skills. Case in point: Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. This is by far one of the most clever and witty dramas I have ever seen on tv. Not only that, but the storylines reflect things that are actually happening in the real world today. But it's being cancelled while the network adds yet another dating show.. about a guy in his 30s dating both women in the 20s and 40s. Come on.. seriously? I'm cancelling my cable I think... I'm not willing to give someone money any more for crap that I'm never going to watch. I think I'll stick to my obsession with LOST and just watch DVDs from now on.

- Someone I was talking to the other night made a valid point about Starbucks coffee. We complain that gas is $2.80 a gallon this week, but then we go spend $3.84 on a Tall Mocha Frappuchino at Starbucks. One of these days (post-move into new house and get settled in) I'm going to see if I can go a few weeks spending the most minimal amount of money possible. I'm just curious how much I actually HAVE to spend, and how much I spend just because I can. I don't know too much about the economy and inflation and all that jazz, but something tells me that if we spent less money, something big would change. First of all, there'd be less debt, and that's always a good thing. So all in all, do we really need another glass of Four-bucks?

- I'm tired of smelling cigarettes in my apartment from where everyone around me smokes. I can't wait to move to the house. I also can't wait for the no smoking law to go in effect in restaurants, which I think I heard won't happen until October. Why is that? How long can it possibly take to implement a no smoking law? Just take away all the ash trays and say everything's non-smoking. Done.

Ok, I feel better now. This blog is in no way intended to offend anyone or make anyone feel guilty or anything negative at all really. I just needed to vent a bit about these irritating things. Thank you for reading. I promise it's out of my system and you'll get a happier entry this weekend.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Home Renovations, Parte Deux

So I've been a busy little bee this week painting in the house. Last night, I painted my bedroom. First of all, I just want to say that painting is harder than it looks, even with a roller. Let me rephrase that... the painting isn't really so hard, but it certainly gives you a good workout. I could totally feel muscles in my arms and shoulders I clearly hadn't been using lately. And I got blisters on my hands. And I woke up in the middle of the night with a charley horse in my right calf. Ok, so that's probably more because of my running than the painting, but still... I felt like my body was yelling at me for the combination of working all day, going for a run, and then painting all evening.

The good news is that I have no paint color remorse. I absolutely love how my room is going to look. I can't wait to get all my stuff in there and see it come together. The semi-bad news is it has to have another coat, but I figured it would. Someone asked me recently what color it is and I realized telling that it's called Aqua Glow doesn't really answer that question. Paint colors are clearly just like fingernail paint colors... they have all these crazy names that never give any indication what the actual color will be. Like right now, I have Terracotta on my little toes - it's coral. So from the name Aqua Glow, you may be picturing the green of Aquafresh toothpaste, possibly that will even glow in the dark. Nope. It's this really pretty blue/green that's a bit more blue. It's going to look fantastic with all my new black and white bedroom stuff. (Though something glow in the dark could have been kind of neat.. for a few days.)

Tonight I painted the first coat on my bathroom... this paint color is called White Raisin. Is it white? Nope. Is it brown like a raisin? Nope. Is it green like a grape is before it becomes a raisin? Or maybe like a purple grape? Nope and nope... it's yellow, to go with my rubber ducks. Yep.

I'm taking a little time off from the painting tomorrow, but the next thing to tackle is the living room and hall. I'm curious to see what names those paint colors will have when we pick them up...


Side Note: I recently downloaded "The Story" by Brandi Carlile and am already playing it numerous times on my ipod... absolutely beautiful song.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

In Memory of Chelsie...

Some of you know that my kitty cat Chelsie died on Friday afternoon. She was about 15 years and 4 months old so she certainly lived a long, full life. But my family was still sad to see her go, and it was an emotional day for us.

We got Chelsie when I was 8 and my sister was 4. I can still remember how excited we both were about going to pick her up. Before then she'd just been a Polaroid picture sent from the woman who bred Himalayans. We couldn't wait to get her home, and I remember that drive back from Dickson took forever!

She had to quickly adjust to being in a home with two children - we liked to carry her around like a baby or try to make her be still so that we could cover her with a blanket or put doll clothes on her. She learned to just let us do what we wanted and not put up a fight. Sweet cat, that Chelsie.

One night we'd gone off and mom left some pork chops to thaw in the sink. When we got back, we found that she'd torn the plastic off, removed one of the pork chops, and cleaned it to the bone. I'm sure mom was a bit concerned about her eating a raw pork chop. We thought it was funny she didn't eat for a few days.

There was also the time that Meredith tried to give her a haircut. She almost snipped her ears and part of her tail off that day. Then one time we put her in this toy chest and forgot about her, the next day fearing that she was lost for good. It was a happy moment when we found her.

Chelsie was never really a lap cat, but she'd come sleep at the foot of the bed or curl up beside you on the couch. She liked sitting in the bathroom while you took a bath.

She'd stare at her food bowl until we walked away, only eating when we weren't watching. She loved my grandparents' cat Titus when she was a kitten and they'd bring him over (even though he was afraid of her). She liked the crunchy pieces in Lucky Charms. She had the loudest, sweetest purr. She was certainly a happy cat who was well-loved.

And we knew she loved us. Chelsie always seemed to know when we just wanted to have her around. She'd come walking in and curl up on the bed and just sit.

I've had that cat for the biggest part of my life, so it's certainly strange that she's gone. She was like a member of our family. But I won't forget her and she'll always be the first cat I ever had... the one I grew up with...

Friday, June 8, 2007

A peek in the purse

So I'm taking this idea from Steph's blog who got it from her sister's blog, but don't worry - I told her I'm stealing the idea. Supposedly, you can tell a lot about a girl from her purse. I'm not sure if I buy that, but since it's totally inappropriate to go through a girl's purse, I'll go through it for you so that you never have to be curious about its contents.

My current purse is a black leather one from Ann Taylor that I found on sale for $15. I'm sure I should change to a more summery one, but this has yet to happen.

So here's the list:

1- In the pouches without a zipper, we have: Lip Balm, a ziploc bag with one Advil, my green ipod (b/c I can listen to it at work and have it handy for the gym), and some peppermints.
2 - In the zippered pouch, we have: fingernail clippers, hand sanitizer, contact lenses case, eye drops for said contact lenses, a Tide To Go pen, mirror compact, a cool leather business card holder with my initials MPB and a stack of business cards (I feel so important), and a little notepad for notes.
3 - Keychain (it's a green and pink polka dot fabric thing with an M on it): key to my apartment, mailbox key, key to my office, key to my parent's house, key to the house I'm moving to, car key and automatic lock button, a tiny flashlight, YMCA card, Kroger card, and a butterfly charm thingie (because I like butterflies).
4 - Pack of Trident White gum
5 - Green and maroon zippered pouch for feminine items
6 - Checkbook (perfectly balanced 95% of the time) with a blue Alpha Delta Pi cover
7 - A piece of paper with directions to a Pampered Chef party I'm going to Saturday
8 - A piece of paper with an email about a volunteer opportunity I'm considering
9 - My planner - it's a blue cheapie from Wal-Mart but it does the job... I have to write things down. Not only does it contain my calendar and to do lists, but it's often full of post-it notes of books to check out or movies to rent, etc.
10 - Black wallet that contains: driver's license, MasterCard, Discover card, Limited card (my favorite store ever), and a Kirklands card because my mom could put me on her account, a Best Buy gift card (from my best friend Steph), a Chili's gift card, a check card I never use, a library card, my health insurance card, a Blockbuster card, BlueCoast Burrito Frequent Guest card (3 more burritos and I get one free!), Smith Bros Car Wash card (2 more washes and I get one free!), Voter Registration card, my MTSU student id (I look so young!), a name tag my friend Ben made me when we worked at Aeropostale 4 years ago, $16, 3 Discover cards for my work, 2 MasterCards for my work, a Kinko's card for my work, and a Smith Bros Car Wash card for my work (2 more washes and Bob's Durango gets one free!). Needless to say, whenever the day comes and I get married it's going to be a blast getting my name changed on everything.
11 - Crappy Nokia cell phone that I hope to replace in a few months, but it does the job for now.

So that's my purse. Occassionally the digital camera gets tossed in if I believe I'll have any photo opportunities. There's really room for a lot more, but I guess I'm a pretty simple girl. I really used to hate carrying a purse, but as you get older and more independent you kind of have to have one.

So let it reveal what it will about me. And check out Steph's blog about her purse. It's pretty interesting. Though not nearly as interesting as the time I cleaned out her backpack for her in high school and I found a rotten banana peel... and she didn't know how it got in there. Good times... :)

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Home Renovations, Parte Une

Today, I am not going to write about my wonderment over how Paris Hilton's jumpsuit being for sale is headline news. I'm not going to write about how annoyed I am that one of our sales reps will not email me back about backordered items (shady!). Nor will I write about the lady who said they do not have a record of sending me invoice number 944740, even though it was in my hand with their company logo that they sent me in the mail. Nope.. the sun is shining and there are happier, more peaceful things to discuss.

One such happy thing is my upcoming move into a house. I'm pretty excited about having extra space (though I don't quite need as much as I'll have, but it'll be great for dinner parties!), not to mention plenty of closets. It'll be nice to have a guest bedroom/bathroom for when people come into town. And I'm sure Tucker is going to love having so much room to run around and find new places to sleep.

Part of moving includes doing a little fixing up. This is going to be a bit of a process over the next month or so. We've finally cleaned out most of my grandmother's things, aside from furniture that is staying put, and have started on the walls. Choosing paint colors was an interesting experience... I found that I am totally not one of those women who live for interior decorating. I think part of it is that I just know what I like, so when I see it I go with it. For example, I've decided to do something totally different in my bedroom from what I have now in my apartment. This led me to going out one night in search of a new comforter. I walked into Target, I saw one that was very much my style, and bought it. So it was pretty easy for me to find paint colors, too... a nice green for the front bathroom, a cool blue/green for my bedroom, a yellow for my bathroom, and some neutral tones for the living room and guest room. I'm really looking forward to seeing it all come together.

This week we're tearing down wall paper in the bathrooms and hallway. While the paper with orange 70's-looking flowers is unique, it isn't quite my style. Let me just tell you that peeling wall paper is not the most exciting thing in the world. There is a reason why it's out of style to paper your walls... I'm pretty sure it's because of what a pain it is to get it back off. But, it's coming off and soon we'll start with the painting.

Keep reading for new updates on the process!

Monday, June 4, 2007

The Pursuit of Happiness

This weekend I watched The Pursuit of Happyness. I find that I usually enjoy most Will Smith movies, and this one was no exception. I won't share much about the plot so as not to spoil it for anyone. However, there was one thing that really stood out to me.

There is a part in the movie where Smith's character says how in the Declaration of Independence, Thomas Jefferson mentions that we should all have the right to "life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness." He points out how maybe we all think we are entitled to be happy, but in reality it's more that we're pursuing happiness.

What a true statement. We're never guaranteed happiness, but we can all do our part to pursue it. Isn't that what any of us are doing at any given time? Why do we do any of the things we do at all? In the end, I think we all just want to be happy. So we work. We make money. We buy things. We travel. We laugh. We live. We love. Everything we do is somehow wrapped up in the desire to be happy. In the end, we decide whether or not we are happy. We are responsible for how we view our life.

I was chatting with Bob (my boss/second dad) about the movie and he made a comment about how there's only about 30 seconds of happiness in the movie and that the rest of it is the pursuit. Happiness is sometimes fleeting, isn't it? So here are just a few things that bring me happiness, even if it is sometimes only for a short time:

~Hearing a good friend laugh at something I said
~My cat being all snuggly when I get home from work
~When people do what they say they're going to do
~Balloons (the helium ones that last for days)
~Getting cards/letters in the mail (though I like emails, too!)
~Sleeping in from time to time
~Setting a new race PR
~Being loved by someone
~The new Reese's cookies I've discovered
~Thursday night yoga class

I wish you all a happy day!