I was running errands today and decided to start another fun project.
I've been wanting to make a wreath for my front door for some time now, but I couldn't decide if I wanted a fall motif, Halloween, Thanksgiving, etc. See, too many options.
Then, I remembered that I had some spare Steelers/Redskins fabric at home and some football ribbon (I put the ribbon in my hair on game days, or on Fridays when we can wear our jerseys to school).
This is what I came up with-- a wreath that can stay up through January.
The whole thing only cost $4.00. Two bucks for the grapevine twine, and two bucks for the football picks (yes, they are supposed to go in food, but I decided to get creative).
I dunno about you, but I love it.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
I was running errands today and decided to start another fun project.
I may need to get a life.
Last night the Steelers were playing the Ravens.
Being a football fan appears to be a lot like what it feels like to suffer from Bipolar Disorder (I don't really know for a fact, once again, I'm just sayin').
The start of the game was rough--- to say the least. I felt like I was falling into a deep depression every time the offense messed up. Boyfriend tried to comfort me, but I brushed him (or smacked, but what does that matter?) away. He understands. He's a football fan. Fast forward 15 seconds and two touchdowns later and I'm manically happy. I'm dancing, I'm making gangsta signs with my hands, at one point, I even yelled very, very loudly while standing outside on the patio.
Fast forward two more quarters and I'm a hot mess. The game was tied and I swear I had a fever. My blood was boiling, I was sweating, and I couldn't stop pacing around the living room. I had my pointer and middle fingers crossed, in addition to my ring and pinkie fingers. With my fingers crossed, I was massaging the number 7 on my jersey (it seems to be a good luck charm). It was difficult with all of the finger crossing, but in the end----- it worked.
We won, but I almost had a stroke waiting for it.
See, that is why I need to get a life. If I get this wrapped up and bipolar-ish during the fourth game of the year, how am I going to handle the next 6? Especially considering the fact that the rest of our schedule is grueling to say the least-- and we are playing the 6 best teams in the league.
One life please. Send it my way.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Although my question and answer session was not a complete hit.. I'm not a total loser and received some.
Ok odd question: What kind of purse do you carry and do you use a palm pilot or paper planner?
I generally carry a Coach purse, but I have 6 of them so I change them up quite frequently. I also have 2 Vera Bradley's that are in and out of the rotation.
In regards to planning, I can't handle a palm pilot. I'm technologically challenged and as a result, I go the old-fashioned way and write everything down in a $2.99 planner that I picked up at CVS.
Mrs. Newlywed said...
If you had to choose between drinking Natty Light [you know...the crappy beer] or a glass of red wine that had been sitting for two days which would you choose?
I don't discriminate when it comes to alcohol. I'd drink the wine first, and then wash it down with the beer.
My question would be do you have or are you working on your Ph.D.?
I do not have my Ph.D., but it's not completely out of the question. I have my Masters degree and a Certificate of Advanced Graduate Study (C.A.G.S.). At the moment, having a Ph.D. would only award me $1,000 dollars extra per year. Not really worth it at this time, but maybe someday. I actually enjoy school, so like I said, it's not out of the question.
I can't remember how I found you, but I love your dedication...you post almost every day.Where did you get Snap and Sage...and were they already a pair?
I got Snap and Sage on August 1, 2007 at the SPCA. I went into the pound for a dog, and came home with two kittens. Prior to adopting them, I was anti-cat. I didn't like them, I didn't want them, and I wasn't amused by them. That changed when I saw Snap and Sage. They were 8 weeks old and super cute. They are actually brother and sister. There was a third and a fourth sibling, but I couldn't possibly take them all. It broke my heart to separate them though.
Have you always lived in Chesapeake Bay?
No, I haven't-- I moved here in 2006.
I've moved many, many times. Here they are, in order (I hope I don't forget any)...
Manhattan, New York
and finally... here.
That doesn't even include all of the times that I moved within town lines. As my dad likes to say, "we get around."
That was fun! If you have a question.. leave me a comment. There is still time. =]
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Yes, I'm still Ashley from My Life as a Crazy Cat Lady.. but I decided to change up the name of my blog.
Despite what my "real life" friends may think (hey, I love my cats).. I'm not really that crazy and cat obsessed (unless they are my own).
The name change is really a result of about 123423453 Google searches looking for the actual crazy cat lady, for lessons on how to become one, and for pictures of what a crazy cat ladies looks like.
Although I'm in love with Snap and Sage, I do not necessarily want my picture next to the definition of crazy cat lady on Wikipedia.
Hence, we're going with Ashley's Antics for the time being.
Oh, and don't worry. I'm still posting about the cats. But lets be honest, I post about a heck of a lot of random, unrelated things too.
What is your Personality?
Your personality type:
Popular and sensitive, with outstanding people skills. Externally focused, with real concern for how others think and feel. Usually dislike being alone. They see everything from the human angle and dislike impersonal analysis. Very effective at managing people issues and leading group discussions. Interested in serving others and probably place the needs of others over their own needs.
Careers that could fit you includes:
Teachers, consultants, psychiatrists, social workers, counselors, clergy, sales representatives, human resources, managers, events coordinators, politicians, diplomats, writers, actors, designers, homemakers, musicians, religious workers.
SOMETIMES, I hate my job.... then I take these damn quizzes and I realize that I'm doing exactly what I should be doing.
Although, I'm not going tt lie.. an actress and/or a designer sounds a little more appealing. If only I had more talent.
And look... even homemaker is on there. That works for me considering the fact that my ultimate career goal is------------- PART-TIME!
Thursday, September 25, 2008
So, I've noticed that in recent weeks, a few new visitors have been stopping by and adding their comments (I love this)!
I'd love it if my readers could leave me a little note about how they found me and/or about their own blogs. I'd love to add you to my blogroll and share the blog love right back atcha.
(who doesn't love comments and more readers?).
Additionally, because my day was hella-hellish and I don't feel like reliving it in written form (yet).. we'll try a little game that some of the more popular bloggers play.
It's the ask me anything (within reason) game. Post a question on this blog, and I'll answer it (very happily).
All submissions must be in by Sunday night.
If I don't get any, I'll know know that I certainly haven't hit it big. =]
The Kitties are being quite uncooperative today. If they knew about the one hell of a dramatic day that I had, they would pose nicely for their mother.
Instead, they are hyper because I just walked in the door and they are distracted by one crab filled with catnip. They just don't get it.
I'm going to try again later, but in the meantime, these are 3 (the only three) out of 45 shots that came out.
Miss Sage (aka Muff)
Snap's being a pain in the butt...
Finally, he stops moving for .3453454 seconds.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
It has been far too long since I've posted pictures of Snap and Sage (thanks Mona for reminding me). The pictures on the sidebar are quite old, seeing as though they are both about a year and a half now, but they are my favorite pictures of them.
Unfortunately, they are not being cooperative tonight, but I'm most certainly going to try again tomorrow.
Sage offered one little pose for you.
I'm a firm believer in the fact that sick days are meant to be taken.
I took one today.
I had to bring my cats to the vet before work was out, so I decided to scratch the half day idea and enjoy an entire day off.
I slept in until 9:30, I window shopped, I spent time outside (it's gorgeous), I read my book on the patio, and I went to the vet (which I happen to find very enjoyable).
I love my vet, and could talk to her for hours. Apparently Snap and Sage are not as fat as grandma and daddy think. She thinks they could stand to lose 2 pounds each (Sage is 13 pounds, Snap is 11), but isn't worried about them at all. I am going to start a new diet and try dry food once a day and wet food once a day. She thinks that this will do the trick.
For now, I'm off to relax outside with my book before tennis. I wish I had more time to throw a nap into the mix.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Because it's a Monday, and I don't have a plethora of blogging topics lined up for the week, I decided to start the first annual Bring your Blog Friends to Work Day.
(This special day may have been inspired by a boring, tedious Monday morning).
Besides, I know that you've all been dying to look into the life of a school psychologist. Here's your chance.
First-- The ESSENTIALS for every school psychologist (click on the pictures to get the full effect).
1. Business Cards. Although, no one ever wants them. They make me feel important.
2. A computer. You need time to tool around.
3. Tissues- important because working with kids results in a perma-cold, all year round.
4. Signed counseling consent forms (the white sheets of paper on my desk)-- which means that I'll have to start my groups.
5. A flower pot full of floral pens- so your coworkers think that you're a ditz and don't pile too much on you (I'll have you know that the kids love my homemade flower pens, I don't care if the adults think I'm an idiot).
Now, from another angle...
7. Behavior charts littering your floor (I'll get to that later).
8. Plenty of cheesy, colorful posters teaching social skills and all about feelings.
9. Coffee. Trust me on this one.
And in the corner...
10. Clearly, every psychologist needs a bookcase. This one houses a picture of Snap and Sage (not a necessity for some).
11. A silver, sparkly basket full of fidgets and manipulatives.
12. All of those grad school books that you haven't cracked open in three years, but that your boyfriend wanted out of the damn apartment (they take up a lot of space).
13. An assortment of games. Some that are fun (so the kids don't think that you're a total drag), but most that teach you how to be a good friend.
Now, on to the behavior charts...
You may remember me complaining earlier this summer about feeling unappreciated. I still do. This summer I cut out, glued and laminated 50 of these bad boys. It may look fun, but it wasn't.
Last week at our meeting, guess who was nominated to make a bunch more for the cafeteria?
Oh, it was me!
I spent my morning fighting with the laminator and cutting out little pieces of construction paper. I think that I'm quite creative and that they look cute, but I'm the only one.
Either that or my coworkers are very good actors.
Please, ooh and ahh over them. I need some positive reinforcement STAT.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
I'm not a make-up kinda gal. I wear eye shadow and mascara regularly, and I throw on some eyeliner for really special occasions. Other than that, I take the all natural route.
However, a few weeks ago I was reading about a new product by Oil of Olay. I've used Oil of Olay (thanks to my mother's force) since I was 10 years old and I'm always up for trying new products-- especially now that I'm getting older and need to keep the wrinkles at bay.
Anyways, the new stuff is called Olay Definity Color Recapture Anti-Aging UV Moisturizer + Sheer Illuminating Coverage and it's quite fabulous.
It's not nearly as thick as a foundation, but it covers much better than a tinted face lotion.
Additionally, it's full of moisturizers and an anti-aging serum. Basically, it's an easy way to kill three birds with one stone (moisturizing, color and anti-aging).
Since I started using it, several people have commented that I look like I just came back from the spa and asked where I get my facials done.
I don't.. but I think I'm going to have to buy stock in this product.
Labels: Free Advertising
Boyfriend was away last night. He went to Bethany Beach to celebrate his brother-in-law's 30th birthday. I was going to go, but decided to stay home for the night for several reasons:
1. they were going out from 8:00pm-2:00am (there was a limo driving them to the bars). This girl can't handle partying like that anymore.
2. It's a two and a half hour drive and boyfriend didn't leave until 4:00pm last night and had to be back here by 1:00pm for the redskins game. It's not like he was going to the redskins game, but he's obsessed and needed to be dressed, ready and on the couch with plenty of time to spare. 3. Sometimes it's nice to have the house to yourself.
Anyways, boyfriend was home watching the redskins and I went out to the store to pick up some snacks for football day. I guess what they say is true about going to the grocery store hungry because I came home with a loaf of french bread and a wheel of brie, tortilla chips and 7 layer dip, buffalo wings and mini tacos.
Did I mention that it's only boyfriend and I eating all of the above today. Oops.
So this is what we're doing right now....
I'm watching this-
and he's recouping from last night and his redskin win today. He wanted to watch my game with me so we set up a makeshift bed in the living room. Please note that he's seriously cuddling with a football and he's snoring quite loudly. Isn't he cute?
Saturday, September 20, 2008
I've been trying to avoid political discussions on my blog. I believe what I believe, you can believe what you believe, and we'll all stay friends. Although I'm not against talking about politics with friends, I'd rather not. I hate when people try to persuade me to the other side, so I try to lead by example by not trying persuade them.
However, several recent events have really left me thinking, Huh?
I have a real problem with celebraties running around bashing candidates. First of all, I don't care who you vote for-- I have more brains in my head then to listen to what a cracked-out celeb says about candidate #1 and candidate #2. Secondly, the current ring leaders of candidate bashing include:
Perhaps they should get their own lives together before they try telling me what to do with mine.
Lately, I've been a little negative.
My negatively is mostly related to doing stuff.
For example, I dread tennis, I'm not excited about happy hour, I'm less than thrilled with having to get dressed and go to that party.
This is not like me.
I have to stop myself and think, "Ashley, what is wrong with you? It's beautiful day and you love tennis?!"
So anyways, the situation usually plays out like this: It's Friday night and Boyfriend is very excited about happy hour. I hem and I haw and I sigh loudly. Eventually, we go out and 99% of the time, I have a great time.
All of that negativity for nothing- it's exhausting and I think it makes me look like a bit of a jerk.
I need help staying positive.
Does this ever happen to any of you, and what do you do to keep positive?
Labels: Helpin my sisters out
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Seriously, WTF is up with America's Next Top Model this season?
Is it just me, or has Tyra been sipping the special Kool-Aid lately?
I should preface this post with the fact that I do not like Tyra. I didn't like Tyra far before she went all whack and started dressing up like a space girl and the wicked good witch.
I think she talks about herself far too much, and everything relates back to 1). her, 2). her career, 3). her, 4). her talk show, 5). herself.
Regardless, I've continued watching America's Next Top Model because when you ignore everything that Tyra says, it's actually quite entertaining.
But back to my main point-- What the heck has she been smokin' this season. Starting the season off on a space ship? Biting a poisonous apple and turning into a witch. This lady is 2 shows away from a direct ticket to the loony bin.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
In an effort to get myself back into shape (I know, I've had about fifteen efforts in half as many months), I purchased Jillian Michael's Thirty Day Shred.
Oh my god. Places I didn't even know existed are hurting.
It's only 20 minutes per day, but it kicks your ass. It is three circuits of 3 minutes of strength training, 2 minutes of cardio and 1 minute of abs. At one point in the workout, she says that she wants you to feel like you're going to die. Oh, I did.
Although it promises to shred up to 20 pounds in 30 days, I'd be happy with getting into shape, period.
Anyways, I think I may stick with this one- 20 minutes a day. Seriously, even I can handle that.
...but Boyfriend and I are obsessed with fairs. We've hit up three in the last month. We found another one a few miles down the road on Friday. We ate lots of fried food (including fried dough), walked around and looked at the vendors and went on some rides. I swear we almost died on one of the rides--it was called the Samurai and I was not locked in well. There were at least 4 inches of air between my seat and my butt at least several times during the ride. That's part of the thrill and part of the fun of fairs, I guess, and I made it through to tell this story.
On Saturday, we drove down to Northern Va to celebrate my mom's 51st birthday (Happy Birthday Mama)! We drank, we ate, and we played games. Here's a few pics from the weekend....
The girls.. Mom, Me and Sister...
Action shot in the kitchen...
I hope that you enjoyed yours!
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Do you know how hard it is to find 20x20 inch frames these days?
Boyfriend and I bought a set of prints a few months back, but couldn't find the proper frames. I searched high and low and finally went back to Ikea this weekend to get some.
It's not that I hate Ikea, I just hate Ikea on the weekends, which is really the only time that we can get there. If we lived anywhere else in the world we could head on over any night that we wished. Unfortunately, we live in the D.C. area and although Ikea is a whopping 20 minutes away, you have to take the capital beltway to get there and if you're in the know, you know you don't drive on the beltway between the hours of 2-8pm --unless absolutely necessary.
The beltway can also suck on the weekend. It took us 2 hours to get home from my parents' today (a whopping 45 minutes away) due to redskins traffic. Really, it's killer.
Anyways, I finally hung up the prints and took some pictures.
This is our bed (you've seen this set) and I actually sewed that lone yellow gingham pillow (I think it looks cute).
As you can see, the prints are hanging above the bed. I only had small nails so cross your fingers that I don't wake up in a sea of glass --with a concussion.
And finally, here is a picture of the curtains that I made a month or two back. I think that they came out splendidly. I'm so glad that I went with the tabs on the top-- it was a little more difficult, but it looks nicer.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
I have been so good with my spending lately.
Of course, I had to get the new fall Down East Basics catalog in the mail today. Seeing as though my day was pretty awful and exhausting, I had to take a little peek. I've narrowed it down to my top four choices.
I love skirts- especially now that I'm tipping the scale at a trillion pounds. Skirts and dresses fit so much nicer than pants.
This one is so adorable as well. I love the retro look. Plus, it only costs 25 bucks.
A sweet dress with an even sweeter price tag. I can't remember specifics, but it's definitely under 30 bucks.
I'm all about yellow, and this shirt is adorable.
In other news, Tennis went much better than expected yesterday. I can't hit the ball straight, but my follow through looks promising. I'm excited for next week-- it felt great to get out in the fresh air and hit the ball around.
Unfortunately, all of the aerobic benefits of tennis last night were shattered when we capped off our lesson with a trip to Noodles and Company. We also hit up Marshalls, but that didn't effect my stomach.
In fact, I was much happier when I came home last night with the cutest deep purple trench coat. I'm a huge fan of purple and I've been eyeing a purple trench at Banana Republic for weeks. My mom said that I'm not allowed to spend 130 bucks to look like Barney the Dinosaur so I've only been admiring from afar.
However, right smack dab in the middle of Marshalls was a gorgeous purple trench for only 30 bucks. I bought it.
Anyways, I'm blabbering and I'm off to make a pork stir fry and to drink my shitty day away with boyfriend.
*9-11, I'll always remember. I remember where I was, what I was doing, and all of the people effected by this terrible act of violence and cruelty. You are in my thoughts.*
I stole this from Preppy Little Dress.. but I'm sure that boyfriend wants you prying into his private life. =]
1. he's sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen?
Football or a horror flick
2. you're out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad?
He's boring and doesn't like creamy dressings. Probably ceasar.
3. what's one food he doesn't like?
I could name a million foods, but definitely not mushrooms.
4. you go out to the bar. what does he order?
Miller Lite or a whiskey and coke if he's feeling adventurous.
5. where did he go to high school?
Catholic high school
6. what size shoe does he wear?
7. if he was to collect anything, what would it be?
Beer pong balls
8. what is his favorite type of sandwich?
I'm gonna guess steak and cheese.
9. what would this person eat every day if he could?
10. what is his favorite cereal?
I've never seen him eat cereal
11. what would he never wear?
12. what is his favorite sports team?
The Redskins. Ugh, D.C. boys.
13. who will he vote for?
14. who is his best friend?
He would say me in front of me, but Justin is a close second.
15. what is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do?
Be so uptight.
16. how many states has he lived in?
Maryland and Virginia
17. what is his heritage?
18. you bake him a cake for his birthday; what kind of cake?
19. did he play sports in high school?
Lacrosse and Football
20. what could he spend hours doing?
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
During a temporary fit of insanity this past July, I signed up for tennis lessons with two of my school psych friends.
It was only $110 dollars for 6 lessons through the community college, and apparently the instructor is fabulous. Another school psych friend pays $50.00 per week for private lessons with him.
I was looking forward to it throughout most of the summer. My mom is letting me borrow a racket (she's an avid tennis player, I partially blame her for some of this madness) and my friend Mari bought me a cute little shirt for the first lesson for my birthday.
However, lessons start tomorrow and my enthusiasm has dwindled significantly. I can barely walk up a hill (seriously, from my pool to my apartment) without huffing and puffing. How in the world am I going to hit some balls without falling to the ground, crying? Plus, I think that my head thinks that my body can run faster than it really can and the last time I went into a full sprint (think Kickball season) I fell on my face. Running on actual land scares the crap out of me.
I know, I know, I've participated in organized sports before. Heck, I played adult kickball for most of last year. Unfortunately (and fortunately) half of my kickball career was spent with a Miller Lite in one hand, and I think the competition this time around may be a tiny bit more fierce.
I'm going to distract myself by looking up cute tennis outfits. I may fall on my face in the middle of the court, but at least I'll look cute.
* The title of this post is dedicated to my friend Mari. A few weeks ago, while discussing tennis, she told us that she can't wait to yell "Fore!" out on the court.
Ha, I asked her if she meant Love?
(I guess you had to be there).
Monday, September 8, 2008
.... Of the Year!
It's Steelers Season (a.k.a. football season for all you freaks that aren't Steelers fans).
I'm one of those super weird girls that will actually watch football for fun (steelers or not, but it's a really party when they are on). I enjoy it, I like dressing up, and I think that it's totally normal for girls to participate in and even enjoy watching the NFL.
Anyways, seeing as though it's football season, it means that it's time to start shopping for new apparel. I have two jerseys (Hines Ward home jersey, Ben Roethlisberger away jersey), a handful of t-shirts, two hoodies, a throwback helmet, a hat, and a terrible towel (I also have the salt and pepper shakers, pom-poms, Road to Super Bowl XL DVD, along with various items for your vehicle--both those aren't fashionable apparel).
I'm going to two games this fall- one on Monday night and one in Pittsburgh, so I really need to whip out some pretty fly clothing for the games.
Unfortunately, although I'm all for girls watching and enjoying football, I'm not all for the skanky football clothing geared towards woman. Seriously, do I need a lace-up leather bustier that says Steelers (NO, Boyfriend, it's not happening)? Or how about a skanky halter top? Don't even get me started on the "pink" jerseys that are out there (sorry if you have one, I still love you).
I'll wear a halter to the club, but I don't want to sport one when I'm watching 300 pound men play pig pile with a ball.
Anyways, my point is, is that good football gear is hard to find. I've narrowed it down to three items.. now I just need payday.
Another Jersey- yes, I have two, but you can never have too many.
This T-Shirt- usually I'm not a fan of fitted sports t-shirts, but this one isn't too skanky and doesn't include rhinestones (seriously, most of the shirts for chicks' have rhinestones).
Lastly, another hoodie. I don't have a gray one yet--- wait, scratch that, I do. But it's not fitted and it's not quite as cute. I love the throwback look that this one has.
What are you wearing this season, and who are you cheering for?
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Being a hypochondriac is hard work--and very annoying.
This weekend was another rough one-- fun, but I partied far too hard for a regular old weekend. On Friday, we went back to the bar with our favorite wings and happy hour. On Saturday, my friend's Alli and Tyler hosted a Hurricane Party, complete with jambalaya and hurricanes (the drink).
We played cranium, and I somehow managed to drink 8-10 hurricanes (the total amount is unknown).
I came home last night and puked.
I've been drinking for the last ten years and up until moving into the new place, I had puked a total of two times in my entire life.
In the last month, I've tacked two more to the list. Either something is seriously wrong with me, or my alcohol intake abilities have declined significantly since turning 27.
On top of that, I woke up today and my hands/thumbs felt very weak and numb. Additionally, my legs and arms felt a little weak, tingly and numb.
Of course I went straight to webmd and checked out "symptom checker." All signs (legs, hands and arms) pointed to M.S. Reading that does a number on my mental health. My grandmother had M.S. (she died a few years ago) and spent her life in a wheel chair, unable to enjoy life for thirty years. Developing M.S. is quite frankly, one of my greatest fears.
I sucked it up and headed out to a restaurant to watch the steelers with boyfriend.
....and I felt a little bit better after a cheeseburger and some gingerale.
After the game, I went down to the pool to relax and to read Glamour. Of course there was an article about a girl with a brain tumor. This girl had word retrieval problems, weakness and an unsteady gait (hello, that's so me sometimes). Normally, I would not necessary immediately think that I had a brain tumor, but I just spent five minutes telling my pool friend that I had gone to the Ram's Head Road Head to watch the game (it's road house--see word retrieval problems).
See, being a hypo is exhausting.
But seriously, what's up with the limb weakness--can I attribute it to drinking?
Friday, September 5, 2008
My partner, Nora, went above and beyond when she was shopping for my swap goodies. I love everything that I got and I can't wait to use my new gifts.
Here's a picture of the goodies that she sent, still wrapped up. It's wrapped perfectly in purple--my favorite color.
She sent lots of cat toys and collars for Oh Snap and Sage
For "U," She sent me this super cute, blue crab Christmas tree ornament. I love crabs, and this is going to look fabulous on my tree.
She also sent along an amazing Vera Bradley lunch box filled with gummy candies. I love candy and I love Vera, so this was spot on.
Next, I opened two books. One for me, and one that I've been wanting to pick up for my students at school. How sweet is that?!?
Here are the recipe cards that she sent me to represent "M"
...and last, but certainly not least, is this fabulous Halloween Decoration. I can't wait for October to come so that I can hang this up!
Thanks again for everything Nora!
~ Ashley, Oh Snap and Sage
Labels: Fall Swap
As some of you may know, I participated in a Fall Swap, hosted by Running Just as Fast as I Can. I had so much fun shopping for my partner. Although the partners were picked randomly, I was paired up with Nora from Vineyard Girl. Amazingly, Nora and I have a lot in common. We're both from Massachusetts (or at least I was), we both spent summers on Martha's Vineyard (I spent all four college summers there), and I'm a school psychologist and she's a guidance counselor. Last but not least, we're both HUGE fans of Halloween--It was like shopping for myself.
Because her blog is private, I thought that I would share the pictures that she took of the gift that she received from me on my blog.
Because I work in a school, I'm a die cut fanatic and I cut about 10-15 leaves in assorted fall colors. After cutting them, I laminated them so that she could use them again if necessary.
Here's a picture of all of the goodies that I sent to her. I included this message with the package:
A Halloween Treat- Adorn your table with something that screams fall and that your guests will enjoy.
Unique Fall Drinks- Wrap yourself up in a blanket and indulge in some wonderful fall flavors, such as cinnamon apple and caramel.
The Book of Bright Ideas- While sipping away at your new drinks, enjoy a heartwarming book full of bright ideas and that will remind you of the summer.
Underwater Adventure Toys- This package is coming straight from the Chesapeake, where crabs and sailboats are the norm. These new toys are perfect for your pretty kitty!
Monogrammed Stationary- Perfect fall colors and a must have for every preppy girl.
Neat New Kitchen Supplies- A magnet for your fridge and a pumpkin cutting board that is perfect for fall entertaining.
Enjoy! ~ Ashley
Basically, I purchased a lot of fall goodies including fall flavored tea, caramel hot chocolate, a pumpkin shaped cutting board, orange monogrammed stationary, kitty toys, a book, a "how am I feeling?" magnet for her fridge (a must have for all student services employees), Halloween shaped cookie cutters, and Halloween sprinkles
Here's a picture of her pretty kitty enjoying her new crab toy!
I can't wait to do this again! I hope that you enjoyed your gifts, Nora!
Labels: Fall Swap
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
I've decided to hop on the Google reader train.
I think that we're allowed to use Google reader at work, which would mean that I could actually read blogs at work.
However, how come some blogs only come up as short snippets on Google reader?-- I can't figure out how to get the rest of the entry to show (this only happens with certain blogs)..
Additionally, I understand that some people need to go private, but unfortunately, the Google reader tool does not appear to allow you to read private blogs that you subscribe to.
Private blogs can be a bit of a pain--all of that logging in and out etc.- I wish that there was a way to add it to your reader.
Lastly, only 13 people subscribe to my blog. I wish I was popular like some people.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
I finally did it.....
I bit the bullet.....
I've been considering this for a very long time.....
I was going to do it earlier in the summer, but it was bathing suit season and just not the right time....
I finally took out my belly button ring.
It was a moment.
I actually asked John if I should commemorate the moment in some special way. He applauded and told me, "Way to Go!"
Truth be told, I don't care about the belly button ring. It's been part of my body for so long, I honestly never, ever notice it.
I've contemplated taking it out, but I never did. I didn't love it, but I didn't hate it.
The fact of the matter is, is that it's been a part of me for 10 years.
I finally decided that I'm simply too old for it-- it's a personal decision- nothing against you if you're older and have a piercing. It was just time for it to go.
But 10 years is a long time.... I feel like I've just kissed goodbye bits and pieces of my senior year of high school, all of college and my crazy early twenties with the twist of this stupid little ring.
I think that I may be a grown-up.
Labels: Growing Up
Monday, September 1, 2008
On Sunday, Boyfriend, Noelle, Mike and I went to the Renaissance Festival down the road.
It's a festival that is put on every fall and it's full of booze, good food, and is an all out freak show.
Normal people, like myself, do frequent the Renaissance fest, but there are plenty of fairies, witches and knights every way that you turn.
We went over at about 1pm and spent the day drinking, eating and watching (mouths agape) the show (a.k.a. the other patrons).
The food is to die for. Boyfriend and I split a giant turkey leg. I think that it was fried and the fat dripped off it with every bite (sounds gross, but it was delish).
Here's boyfriend in full-on biting action.
The boyfriends made us pose in these little contraptions. I was too busy concentrating on my turkey leg.
Boyfriend didn't want to be outdone and made me outfit him with a Glutton sign. Very fitting at the time.
Only at the Renaissance fest are you allowed to throw knives, axes and battle stars. Of course the boyfriends participated in all three events.
I wasn't too happy about watching them, considering the fact that they were at least 6 beers in at this point. Seriously, who's idea was it to sell beer adjacent to the knife throwing stall?
I too was six beers in, but I was forced to take aim (sorry, no pictures of me) with the axe as well.
Boyfriend made it out of the knife throwing alive, and I was happy about being reunited with him (all of him, still intact). I was seriously quite drunk by this point, so we did what any other drunk person would do, and visited the food stands. Boyfriend and I split a corn on the cob drenched in butter (it was phenomenal), enjoyed fried macaroni and cheese (a new delicacy that was delicious) and topped off the meal with some fried dill pickles.
Oh my gosh ya'll- the fried pickles were probably my favorite part of the whole entire day. I kind of want to go back to the festival again just to get another serving. I would try to replicate it at home, but the dill in the batter was fresh, and I don't think that I could copy it (never mind the fact that I shouldn't be eating fried pickles everyday).
After three more beers, the boyfriends decided that it was time to engage in some battle axes. I'm not too sure how it was any different from the axe throwing that they participated in earlier in the day, but I do know that they were forced to wear these fancy hats.
By 7pm, Noelle and I were hot, sweaty, drunk and tired. Obviously, the boys were ready for round two.
After a day trekking around the woods with thousands of people, elephants (no, seriously there was an elephant ride) and dirt, we decided to cool off with a trip to our pool.
Nothing like a cold dip in the pool to sober you up at 7pm. Operation Sober-Up didn't work as well as we thought it would since four of our neighbors came down to join us and started an all out drinkfest that lasted until 10pm-- when the lifeguard finally kicked us out.
Today, I woke up huuuuurting. I spent approximately 6 hours lounging at the pool. I'm going to miss our Serbian lifeguard (his last day was today).
What a freakin' weekend!
On Friday night, I was feeling slightly depressed about the fact that we a). had no plans for the long weekend and b). the fact that I've had a cold for about four days now...
So, I did what any other sick girl would do and went to happy hour downtown. =]
Happy hour turned into happy 6 hours (as it often does) and by 10 pm, my nose hurt and I was ready to leave. It was still a very fun night- and the wings were amazing.
On Saturday, I decided that my cold was not going to bring me down, so boyfriend and I had a "nice little Saturday" together. We started out at our apartment complex's management office to bitch a few people out and then headed out for a little shopping. We lunched at a local hibachi grill and then treated ourselves to Coldstone (yes, my diet is going wonderfully).
After our excursion, we came back to the house, played Mario Kart and decided to grill out with our neighbors.
Seriously, my life revolves around food and beer.
At least on long weekends...