Recycle day is both my favorite and least favorite day at the same time. I love clearing out the house of all the recyclables we have stored for two weeks and letting them go on their merry way. I do miss the every week collection, however, budget cut-backs are what they are.
My least favorite part is when the neighborhood's recycle items end up on my front lawn. I hate having to clean up other people's "garbage" from my house. Sometimes I don't catch it in time and I have two choices, save it for two weeks or put it with the trash collection that is coming the next day. Both are awful choices.
I guess I should just be happy that we have mixed recyclables pick-up and that people are actually recycling. But still...
12.29.2009
12.10.2009
Dinner Time at Our House
One of the things I am not known for is my cooking. I never will be. The closest I can come to being known for something cooking related, is if I poison a large group of people with raw or inedible food. Not something that I aspire to though.
Nonetheless, I have been taking on more of the household cooking duties. Brian used to cook everything. We would have delicious, well thought out, beautiful meals. Everyday was a meal to look forward to. I miss those days.
Now we have Dream Dinners to thank for our meals. Let's Dish closed near us or I could thank them too. We have scrumptious, defrosted meals, warmed by me. Ahh the joy. No wonder we go out eat so often.
Luckily, Brian usually goes to the Dream Dinners store and "prepares" the meals for our freezer each month. When we prepared Let's Dish meals, we would drop Caedan off at my mom's house and have a lame "date" of making meals. Now, since we are going to a preparation station closer to home, Brian goes after work. However, I got to enjoy this fun experience this month.
If you have never been to a meal preparation store, you are missing a fun experience, let me tell you. First off, the owners greet you and tell you things like I am so happy to meet the real Kelly. (Brian always goes but since I order online and use my credit card, they have my name written on our orders and our cubby.) I LOVE the name Kelly! Ok, you already have my money, thanks for the flattery. But I doubt anyone likes my name that much. I then got a quick tour and a demo. The explanation and voice used, could have easily transfered to a kindergarden lesson.
Next, I tried to prepare our meals as quickly as possible. Being very careful to use just the right amount of ingredients, as laid out on the chart. I was very fearful of the hawk eyes watching me and the oh so sweet nudges in the right direction.
After washing my hands 50 times and preparing 36 servings, the equivalent of 12 meals, I was ready to go! Or so I thought. I spent another half an hour, while the owners, painstakingly went through my order to make sure I didn't steal anything. A. Like I could, B. Like I would want to. Now I know why Brian is in a bad mood when he comes home from "Dream" Dinners.
Oh well, expect us next month! Can't wait for my compliment! I will be sure to wear something extra special since you already told me how you love my name. Better yet, I will return to sending Brian. I knew all along that was the way to go. Or maybe just hire a personal chef, one that does the shopping too.
Nonetheless, I have been taking on more of the household cooking duties. Brian used to cook everything. We would have delicious, well thought out, beautiful meals. Everyday was a meal to look forward to. I miss those days.
Now we have Dream Dinners to thank for our meals. Let's Dish closed near us or I could thank them too. We have scrumptious, defrosted meals, warmed by me. Ahh the joy. No wonder we go out eat so often.
Luckily, Brian usually goes to the Dream Dinners store and "prepares" the meals for our freezer each month. When we prepared Let's Dish meals, we would drop Caedan off at my mom's house and have a lame "date" of making meals. Now, since we are going to a preparation station closer to home, Brian goes after work. However, I got to enjoy this fun experience this month.
If you have never been to a meal preparation store, you are missing a fun experience, let me tell you. First off, the owners greet you and tell you things like I am so happy to meet the real Kelly. (Brian always goes but since I order online and use my credit card, they have my name written on our orders and our cubby.) I LOVE the name Kelly! Ok, you already have my money, thanks for the flattery. But I doubt anyone likes my name that much. I then got a quick tour and a demo. The explanation and voice used, could have easily transfered to a kindergarden lesson.
Next, I tried to prepare our meals as quickly as possible. Being very careful to use just the right amount of ingredients, as laid out on the chart. I was very fearful of the hawk eyes watching me and the oh so sweet nudges in the right direction.
After washing my hands 50 times and preparing 36 servings, the equivalent of 12 meals, I was ready to go! Or so I thought. I spent another half an hour, while the owners, painstakingly went through my order to make sure I didn't steal anything. A. Like I could, B. Like I would want to. Now I know why Brian is in a bad mood when he comes home from "Dream" Dinners.
Oh well, expect us next month! Can't wait for my compliment! I will be sure to wear something extra special since you already told me how you love my name. Better yet, I will return to sending Brian. I knew all along that was the way to go. Or maybe just hire a personal chef, one that does the shopping too.
12.09.2009
Starbucks Etiquette
While venturing into a Starbucks yesterday, I started to contemplate what kind of things I could get away with. Obviously, I shouldn't steal anything, especially with a small tot in tow, I mean what kind of example would that set? I am always polite, for more reasons than the young set of eyes with a close watch.
But what about clipping my nails while waiting for my drink? Is that going too far? Apparently not for the older man dressed in camouflage. Apparently, that was directly in his realm of acceptable Starbucks etiquette. I think I may try it sometime. Although, I don't think I am scary looking enough to pull it off.
On my way back to the car, I noticed a girl using fingernail polish remover at Starbucks table. By noticed, I mean smelled and then saw. Love the adorable pink outfit, by the way. Did I miss the nail salon sign on the door?
I am hurrying back to my normal Starbucks that apparently has more than tasty drinks, but respectful guests as well.
But what about clipping my nails while waiting for my drink? Is that going too far? Apparently not for the older man dressed in camouflage. Apparently, that was directly in his realm of acceptable Starbucks etiquette. I think I may try it sometime. Although, I don't think I am scary looking enough to pull it off.
On my way back to the car, I noticed a girl using fingernail polish remover at Starbucks table. By noticed, I mean smelled and then saw. Love the adorable pink outfit, by the way. Did I miss the nail salon sign on the door?
I am hurrying back to my normal Starbucks that apparently has more than tasty drinks, but respectful guests as well.
11.01.2009
Is it over?
Halloween is by far, Raven's favorite day of the year. She gets a long walk, snooping at each house. On her walk she always gets lots of attention. Everyone loves her costumes from year to year. This year she went as a jack o' lantern. She even got more "how cute" comments than Caedan!
After he nice long walk around the neighborhood, she gets to come home and sit on the doorstep while we give out candy. She, again, gets lots of attention. She loves that people are coming to see her. I don't have the heart to tell her that they are in it for the candy. So we let her think everyone is coming to our house just to see her.
It is by far the best day of the year for her.
After he nice long walk around the neighborhood, she gets to come home and sit on the doorstep while we give out candy. She, again, gets lots of attention. She loves that people are coming to see her. I don't have the heart to tell her that they are in it for the candy. So we let her think everyone is coming to our house just to see her.
It is by far the best day of the year for her.
10.31.2009
Happy Halloween!
Halloween, the fun tradition of getting candy as you go door to door bothering your neighbors. Personally, I love it. I have been patiently waiting those 9 years in between when I quit trick or treating in high school to when I had a child of my own. Ok you got me, I also begged dorm mates for candy on Halloween. So not quite 9 years. But close enough, an eternity, in fact.
Little did I know though, in our neighborhood, you can apparently go trick or treating well into your grandma/grandpa years, without children. Yes let me repeat that, without children. Only in our good ole neighborhood can you find drunk grandparents going door to door, drinking, and asking for candy. All the while commenting on the greatness of our neighborhood. At least they did dress up and say trick or treat and thank you. If I had only known. Well, at least I will know for when Caedan outgrows trick or treating. It sure beats buying candy.
Little did I know though, in our neighborhood, you can apparently go trick or treating well into your grandma/grandpa years, without children. Yes let me repeat that, without children. Only in our good ole neighborhood can you find drunk grandparents going door to door, drinking, and asking for candy. All the while commenting on the greatness of our neighborhood. At least they did dress up and say trick or treat and thank you. If I had only known. Well, at least I will know for when Caedan outgrows trick or treating. It sure beats buying candy.
10.29.2009
Hello to Old Friends
Prior to rediscovering Panera, I was a Starbucks junkie. So we got to know the baristas quite well. All the baristas love Caedan. However, one was particularly fond of him. She dubbed him skater boy. He always had a big smile for her. She in return would spoil him with cookies.
One day she wasn't there anymore. We always wondered what happened to her. Well today, skater boy and barista were reunited. She recognized us and came over to say hi. Odd that we form such a relationship at the places we venture to.
One day she wasn't there anymore. We always wondered what happened to her. Well today, skater boy and barista were reunited. She recognized us and came over to say hi. Odd that we form such a relationship at the places we venture to.
10.27.2009
What do you get the Panera Lady?
It is no secret that I love Panera. I like to believe that Panera loves me back. Sure, I know they are a chain and have no time for loving a mom in Frederick. However, in my mind they love me and know me by name and order.
As I have written before, all the Panera employees at our home branch are particularly nice to us. However, one lady stands out. She amazes me, in fact. She starts our order while I am in the parking lot. Yup, she spots us in the busy shopping center and starts collecting our order. She has 2 everything bagels in a bag to go, not sliced or toasted. She also places the duet cookie in the bag so that Caedan won't be reaching for it the entire meal. She also has started ringing us up and has my cup waiting. What more could you ask for? She even knows not to mention the word cookie and if we aren't getting bagels she knows to let me grab one and hid it in my purse when a certain toddler isn't looking. Talk about customer service!
How do you repay someone who goes a little beyond their call of duty? So much so as to let other employees know how to ring up our order. Crazy enough, I can't even recall her name. Sure we see her almost everyday, but sadly I never look at name tags. However, we are grateful for the awesome lunch experience she helps achieve for us.
By the way, if you ever read this, can you ask the main Panera man to bring back the Chicken Tomesto sandwich? Fabulous and I miss it.
As I have written before, all the Panera employees at our home branch are particularly nice to us. However, one lady stands out. She amazes me, in fact. She starts our order while I am in the parking lot. Yup, she spots us in the busy shopping center and starts collecting our order. She has 2 everything bagels in a bag to go, not sliced or toasted. She also places the duet cookie in the bag so that Caedan won't be reaching for it the entire meal. She also has started ringing us up and has my cup waiting. What more could you ask for? She even knows not to mention the word cookie and if we aren't getting bagels she knows to let me grab one and hid it in my purse when a certain toddler isn't looking. Talk about customer service!
How do you repay someone who goes a little beyond their call of duty? So much so as to let other employees know how to ring up our order. Crazy enough, I can't even recall her name. Sure we see her almost everyday, but sadly I never look at name tags. However, we are grateful for the awesome lunch experience she helps achieve for us.
By the way, if you ever read this, can you ask the main Panera man to bring back the Chicken Tomesto sandwich? Fabulous and I miss it.
10.25.2009
You can borrow our pumpkin
Today marked another photo shoot for Caedan. He has gotten pretty used to posing for pictures. I like to think that he enjoys it. That might be going too far, but at least he is usually in a good mood.
The beloved Halloween costume pictures. This year Caedan is a turtle. Last year he was a dinosaur and a lion. We started our photo shoot inside. However, Caedan was pre-occupied by the "steering wheel," he dreamed up out of your standard stroller wheel. We could not draw him away from this important task long enough for pictures, so outside we went.
When outside, after taking numerous shots, our neighbors arrived home. We both mumbled our forced hellos. The one you say when you can't believe that you had to cross their path again. Well low and behold - they offered us their pumpkins to borrow, in case we want to pose Caedan with them. We graciously declined. All the while, joking how once we had the pumpkins on our property, they would call the cops.
10.23.2009
Deficit by the end of 2009
The HOA just kindly wrote me to let me know that by the end of 2009, there will be a nearly $40,000 deficit. They are requesting we vote to allow them to raise the HOA fee more than the maximum 5% a year.
The letter goes on to state that they NEED this money in order to do write-offs and generally keep the community on track with its vendors. Umm sorry. We already give you more than enough each month. I am sorry that other people aren't paying. But like always, let's ask for more from the people that actually do pay their bills. No thanks. Why don't you manage the money better. Or perhaps, cut out some of the worthless extras.
Better yet, make the parents of the kids that broke the playground equipment pay for it. Don't come crying to me that you need more money. So does everyone. You need to just deal with the money we give you and and make it work!
10.22.2009
When I get some spare time...
I will definitely be catching up on my conspiracies. Or should I say the world's conspiracies?
After waiting and waiting for Conspiracy? to record on my DVR, I finally looked at amazon.com. To my amazement they have the complete series waiting for me to purchase. It was beckoning and I answered.
I have already seen the Lincoln episode when it aired on the History Channel. However, the pack includes three discs of fun. Some episodes are on conspiracies I didn't even know existed. This will definitely be a thought provoking event that you won't want to miss. Too bad Brian doesn't share my passion for history, conspiracies and the unknown.
10.08.2009
Car Shopping
Trying to find a car is like trying to find a god hair brush. A number of them will get the job done, but they aren't exactly what you want or need.
Apparently there are supposed to be some really good deals and finds out there. If you see one, please let me know. All we have encountered are overly excited salespeople, who can't give you anything better than $500 off. Well, thanks, but no.
Is it too much to ask? I would like a car that has navigation, cloth, keyless entry, enough leg room, and a pretty interior and exterior. I want a car that feels right! Please?
Apparently there are supposed to be some really good deals and finds out there. If you see one, please let me know. All we have encountered are overly excited salespeople, who can't give you anything better than $500 off. Well, thanks, but no.
Is it too much to ask? I would like a car that has navigation, cloth, keyless entry, enough leg room, and a pretty interior and exterior. I want a car that feels right! Please?
9.15.2009
Driver Etiquette
When you are driving in your car, there is not an invisible forcefield around you. People can actually see what you are doing. When at a red light, do not pick your nose. I believe it has been said many times. But I guess, the trend hasn't caught on yet. Yes, I can see you, even though my car is behind yours. Those tricky side mirrors allow me an oh so awesome view of you, the nose picker.
9.13.2009
Fated?
Is life more like the movie Frequency or The Time Machine?
In Frequency, he could go back in time and change the present. In The Time Machine, no matter what he did, his true love still died.
Brian and I have discussed this before. hmm..
In Frequency, he could go back in time and change the present. In The Time Machine, no matter what he did, his true love still died.
Brian and I have discussed this before. hmm..
9.11.2009
Eerie Coincidence or Just Eerie?
There are two kinds of people in this world. Those that believe in ghosts and those that do not. Say what you will but I find it quite odd that both Brian, my skeptical husband, and I were both feeling eerie vibes last night.
I awoke in the middle of the night to one of Caedan's toys playing its usual song. So I quickly do a check. Raven in bed, check. Brian in bed, check. Caedan still in bed, check. Everyone asleep in one very full bed. Hmm... ok. What made the Bouncing Zebra start singing? Maybe I am just super sensitive in the middle of the night, but it creeped me out. Especially since it takes a lot to make it sing when trying. I happened to tell Brian about it and he mumbled something. It took me awhile to fall back asleep.
The next morning I was talking to Brian about how the toy weirded me out in the middle of the night and said I had trouble sleeping after that. He then proceeded to tell me that he couldn't sleep last night either and when he was asleep he dreamt of ghosts. Eerie or just coincidence?
To answer your questions further, no we didn't watch any scary movies before bed, no Vampire Diaries, no True Blood, nothing to get the mind wandering in the ghost direction.
I guess we will see what tonight brings.
I awoke in the middle of the night to one of Caedan's toys playing its usual song. So I quickly do a check. Raven in bed, check. Brian in bed, check. Caedan still in bed, check. Everyone asleep in one very full bed. Hmm... ok. What made the Bouncing Zebra start singing? Maybe I am just super sensitive in the middle of the night, but it creeped me out. Especially since it takes a lot to make it sing when trying. I happened to tell Brian about it and he mumbled something. It took me awhile to fall back asleep.
The next morning I was talking to Brian about how the toy weirded me out in the middle of the night and said I had trouble sleeping after that. He then proceeded to tell me that he couldn't sleep last night either and when he was asleep he dreamt of ghosts. Eerie or just coincidence?
To answer your questions further, no we didn't watch any scary movies before bed, no Vampire Diaries, no True Blood, nothing to get the mind wandering in the ghost direction.
I guess we will see what tonight brings.
9.09.2009
Another Way to Interact with the Neighbors
I have found the perfect way to force interaction with your neighbors. Lock your keys in the car. I highly recommend locking not only the car keys, but the house keys and your purse as well. This almost ENSURES a fantastic time!
Now for those of you wondering what kind of genius it takes to do this, I will tell you. It takes a lot of talent and not straying from your routine. I also recommend having a car that locks differently than your husband's car. All of this put together makes for a tremendously fun occasion.
I own a CX-7. It does not allow you to lock your keys in the car. This is a highly coveted feature, that I am sure Brian was very pleased to purchase the upgrade for. He might have been recalling a nightmarish drive from Bethesda to Frederick, back to Gaithersburg and then home again to Frederick, all in rush hour traffic, when purchasing the CX-7 features. In my defense, he should have kept my spare with him, and not at home. Fast forward a bit. After nearly 3 years of having a routine of getting in and out of my CX-7, Brian decides to take it to band practice. Well, don't you know I am starving and can't wait any longer for him to get home. Well, my CX-7 routine does not transfer too well to the Eclipse and well.... lock-out!
I call Brian and ask him to come home to bail me out. I wait about a half hour or more and get to have an intriguing conversation with a neighbor. Finally, Brian arrives. I am freezing. He then proceeds to tell me he has no idea where his spare is... umm what? Of course, that is also my fault, even though he admits to gathering all the materials in order to sell the car, which never happened.
Fast forward some more. Tow truck is called in order to bail us out of our mess and probably give the neighbors more stories to share about us. Oh well. What is $55 for nothing anyway? Oh wait, $55 to freeze outside and talk to neighbors. I stand corrected. It was well spent.
If you couldn't follow this and it seems ramblely to you, you aren't the only one.
Now for those of you wondering what kind of genius it takes to do this, I will tell you. It takes a lot of talent and not straying from your routine. I also recommend having a car that locks differently than your husband's car. All of this put together makes for a tremendously fun occasion.
I own a CX-7. It does not allow you to lock your keys in the car. This is a highly coveted feature, that I am sure Brian was very pleased to purchase the upgrade for. He might have been recalling a nightmarish drive from Bethesda to Frederick, back to Gaithersburg and then home again to Frederick, all in rush hour traffic, when purchasing the CX-7 features. In my defense, he should have kept my spare with him, and not at home. Fast forward a bit. After nearly 3 years of having a routine of getting in and out of my CX-7, Brian decides to take it to band practice. Well, don't you know I am starving and can't wait any longer for him to get home. Well, my CX-7 routine does not transfer too well to the Eclipse and well.... lock-out!
I call Brian and ask him to come home to bail me out. I wait about a half hour or more and get to have an intriguing conversation with a neighbor. Finally, Brian arrives. I am freezing. He then proceeds to tell me he has no idea where his spare is... umm what? Of course, that is also my fault, even though he admits to gathering all the materials in order to sell the car, which never happened.
Fast forward some more. Tow truck is called in order to bail us out of our mess and probably give the neighbors more stories to share about us. Oh well. What is $55 for nothing anyway? Oh wait, $55 to freeze outside and talk to neighbors. I stand corrected. It was well spent.
If you couldn't follow this and it seems ramblely to you, you aren't the only one.
9.05.2009
Mixology Makeup
I recently purchased a trial kit from Mixology Makeup. I usually hate mineral makeup trials because they always come in a little ziplock, which is impossible to utilize with a makeup brush. So right off the bat, I was thrilled with the tiny little pods that Mixology comes in. I couldn't wait to try out my samples!
I received one sample of each of the following:
Pirate eyeshadow
Suga for eyes, lips, and face
Plum Liner
Just Peachy blush
Fray eyeshadow
I didn't request certain shades, instead I opted for a surprise mix. I was very pleased with the selection. Each shade complimented my complexion beautifully. Furthermore, I feel like the shades could compliment numerous complexions very easily and beautifully.
Pirate is a dark purple that worked nicely on me. It does not seem as vibrantly purple as pictured.
Suga is a nice light pink shimmer that works as an excellent hi-lighter for your eyes or face. I love the color.
Normally I wear black liner, no matter what the base shade of shadow I am wearing. Plum provided a nice change of pace and actually worked quite nicely with my eyes.
I was quite nervous when I saw Just Peachy in the package. Peach and me just don't mix. I decided to give it a try anyway. I am glad I did. It is an excellent color. It has just enough peach and sparkle to make it a gorgeous color.
Fray is advertised as the perfect shade. I have to agree. This shade worked beautifully with my complexion. It is a beautiful shade that changes slightly to match anything.
My overall impression is that the make-up is a very nice blend. It works beautifully to create smooth, build-able coverage. It had great staying power as well. I will definitely be trying more products in the Mixology line.
I received one sample of each of the following:
Pirate eyeshadow
Suga for eyes, lips, and face
Plum Liner
Just Peachy blush
Fray eyeshadow
I didn't request certain shades, instead I opted for a surprise mix. I was very pleased with the selection. Each shade complimented my complexion beautifully. Furthermore, I feel like the shades could compliment numerous complexions very easily and beautifully.
Pirate is a dark purple that worked nicely on me. It does not seem as vibrantly purple as pictured.
Suga is a nice light pink shimmer that works as an excellent hi-lighter for your eyes or face. I love the color.
Normally I wear black liner, no matter what the base shade of shadow I am wearing. Plum provided a nice change of pace and actually worked quite nicely with my eyes.
I was quite nervous when I saw Just Peachy in the package. Peach and me just don't mix. I decided to give it a try anyway. I am glad I did. It is an excellent color. It has just enough peach and sparkle to make it a gorgeous color.
Fray is advertised as the perfect shade. I have to agree. This shade worked beautifully with my complexion. It is a beautiful shade that changes slightly to match anything.
My overall impression is that the make-up is a very nice blend. It works beautifully to create smooth, build-able coverage. It had great staying power as well. I will definitely be trying more products in the Mixology line.
8.27.2009
Happy Panera Day!
Yes, you read that correctly, I am celebrating the change of the Panera menu. When the seasons change, Panera comes out with some new selections. Let me just say, phenomenal! Caedan and I enjoyed the BBQ Chopped Chicken Salad. They also have introduced a few other tasty items to tempt me with. Such as a Macadamia Nut Blondie, Chocolate Fudge Brownie, and Bogels. And yes, in case you were wondering, there site says: What We're Celebrating, as the header for their new items. I am not the only one who loves the seasonal change.
8.24.2009
Score One for Our Side!
We finally have a neighbor that talks to us! Well ok, by talks to us, I mean nicely and/or not through letters. However, to be fair, I should mention that we pay him to mow and take care of the lawn. So, in essence, I guess we are paying him to talk to us. But it is a step! Maybe we can win over other people in the neighbor in similar ways. I could pay a neighbor to be look-out for strange happenings, or maybe someone to catch Raven when she decides to fly the coop again.
I do have one complaint though. Does the neighbor always have to ring the doorbell when I am in my pajamas? Enough already! I get that you want to mow the lawn before it is scorching hot, but can you at least wait until late morning or afternoon to talk to me? I did notice that our lawn was starting to border on Amazonian heights. Yup, you can cut it. Actually you don't really have to ask. We will pay you after you cut it. Just as long as I am not in my pajamas.
He never comes when I am in my pajamas and upstairs. It is always when I am in the kitchen, so it is not like I can pretend that I didn't hear the door. I wonder what he thinks of us? Caedan always in a wool soaker and no shirt and me in pajamas. Oh well, at least he is friendly.
I do have one complaint though. Does the neighbor always have to ring the doorbell when I am in my pajamas? Enough already! I get that you want to mow the lawn before it is scorching hot, but can you at least wait until late morning or afternoon to talk to me? I did notice that our lawn was starting to border on Amazonian heights. Yup, you can cut it. Actually you don't really have to ask. We will pay you after you cut it. Just as long as I am not in my pajamas.
He never comes when I am in my pajamas and upstairs. It is always when I am in the kitchen, so it is not like I can pretend that I didn't hear the door. I wonder what he thinks of us? Caedan always in a wool soaker and no shirt and me in pajamas. Oh well, at least he is friendly.
8.23.2009
Let Me Out of this Neighborhood
Yesterday I had the pleasure of attending a friend's baby shower. She actually had the party in the clubhouse in my neighborhood. I didn't know it at the time, but this was the perfect place considering the mayhem I would have to deal with.
When I left the house, I told Brian to make sure he checked on Caedan periodically. Caedan was asleep in his crib and Brian was having band practice. I kept getting glimpses of my baby screaming in his crib and no one hearing him. As I was leaving I also got this gut wrenching feeling that Raven would escape the house while I was gone. I just chalked both up to mommy nerves and left.
I got to the party and was enjoying myself. Great food, some games, and most importantly, other adults to converse with. About halfway through the party I took a bathroom break. At the same time I decided to call Brian and make sure that he had been checking on Caedan.
The call went a little differently then I had planned. I hear an out of breath Brian telling me that Raven got out. I excuse myself from the party and get home FAST. I keep calling Brian, he isn't answering. I am on the verge of hysteria. I search around the block. I even ask some people if they have seen a dog running around by herself. They kindly, point to a dog inside someone's house. Thanks for the stellar help. I keep searching, no sign of Brian or Raven.
Finally I see Brian inching toward the house. He is carrying a squirming Raven, still trying to get free. My heart was leaping for joy. Apparently Raven didn't like our neighborhood anymore. She bolted out the door as a band member was leaving. This started a half hour chase around our neighborhood, State Farm field, and the next neighborhood. Luckily dogs love other dogs and she stopped to socialize. Brian took that instant to grab her and bring her home.
Lesson learned. Trust your mommy instincts. I don't know why I keep forgetting this simple law. Caedan was fine, in fact, he slept through everything. I went back to my party, wondering if it was safe to leave the boys in charge a little bit longer.
When I left the house, I told Brian to make sure he checked on Caedan periodically. Caedan was asleep in his crib and Brian was having band practice. I kept getting glimpses of my baby screaming in his crib and no one hearing him. As I was leaving I also got this gut wrenching feeling that Raven would escape the house while I was gone. I just chalked both up to mommy nerves and left.
I got to the party and was enjoying myself. Great food, some games, and most importantly, other adults to converse with. About halfway through the party I took a bathroom break. At the same time I decided to call Brian and make sure that he had been checking on Caedan.
The call went a little differently then I had planned. I hear an out of breath Brian telling me that Raven got out. I excuse myself from the party and get home FAST. I keep calling Brian, he isn't answering. I am on the verge of hysteria. I search around the block. I even ask some people if they have seen a dog running around by herself. They kindly, point to a dog inside someone's house. Thanks for the stellar help. I keep searching, no sign of Brian or Raven.
Finally I see Brian inching toward the house. He is carrying a squirming Raven, still trying to get free. My heart was leaping for joy. Apparently Raven didn't like our neighborhood anymore. She bolted out the door as a band member was leaving. This started a half hour chase around our neighborhood, State Farm field, and the next neighborhood. Luckily dogs love other dogs and she stopped to socialize. Brian took that instant to grab her and bring her home.
Lesson learned. Trust your mommy instincts. I don't know why I keep forgetting this simple law. Caedan was fine, in fact, he slept through everything. I went back to my party, wondering if it was safe to leave the boys in charge a little bit longer.
8.21.2009
Have a Menu, or Maybe Not
Brian and I decided to try a different restaurant in Frederick today. We have been eying it since we have moved here, but never made it in the doors. One of the main reasons is because it is in downtown Frederick and you need to pay to park. Nothing ever seems worth it enough to find quarters.
Well today was the day! We finally visited that Cuban Place. Upon entering, we were immediately asked "what would you like?" We said we have never been there before, so we needed a minute. To this she seemed shocked. She proceeded to ask "never, never?" Yes, we have NEVER eaten here. Hence why would kinda like a menu. So she asked what we like to eat. Being the only people there we couldn't sneak out, so we just had to go with it. I ended up getting a chicken sandwich and Brian got a steak sandwich.
We sat there waiting for our orders, wondering what might appear. Caedan seemed enthralled by the case with the chocolate cake. He stood on his tip-toes peering in, probably licking the case. It did look amazing, but I was able to control myself.
We finally found a menu randomly placed behind the counter. We grabbed it curious as to what our bill might be like and what might even come on or with our sandwiches. The menu was odd. The prices were completely random. Like bottled water - $1.33, Steak Sandwich - $9.01. Cuban - $8.56. Interesting. I guess they had their pricing down to an exact science. Doubly strange, chicken sandwich wasn't even on the menu. Uh-oh.
As we sat their waiting for our orders, we realized why they had no menu, they go with the flow on pricing. As one lady got her $3 back from a $7 even order, she wondered how much a slice of the amazing looking cakes were. The lady replied $3 something, would you like me to look it up? The customer said oh well, I won't have enough for tax. Surprisingly, the cake was exactly $3! Exit happy customer.
The food was good, however EXTREMELY greasy. I will remember the atmosphere more. However the staff was extremely friendly and loved Caedan.
Well today was the day! We finally visited that Cuban Place. Upon entering, we were immediately asked "what would you like?" We said we have never been there before, so we needed a minute. To this she seemed shocked. She proceeded to ask "never, never?" Yes, we have NEVER eaten here. Hence why would kinda like a menu. So she asked what we like to eat. Being the only people there we couldn't sneak out, so we just had to go with it. I ended up getting a chicken sandwich and Brian got a steak sandwich.
We sat there waiting for our orders, wondering what might appear. Caedan seemed enthralled by the case with the chocolate cake. He stood on his tip-toes peering in, probably licking the case. It did look amazing, but I was able to control myself.
We finally found a menu randomly placed behind the counter. We grabbed it curious as to what our bill might be like and what might even come on or with our sandwiches. The menu was odd. The prices were completely random. Like bottled water - $1.33, Steak Sandwich - $9.01. Cuban - $8.56. Interesting. I guess they had their pricing down to an exact science. Doubly strange, chicken sandwich wasn't even on the menu. Uh-oh.
As we sat their waiting for our orders, we realized why they had no menu, they go with the flow on pricing. As one lady got her $3 back from a $7 even order, she wondered how much a slice of the amazing looking cakes were. The lady replied $3 something, would you like me to look it up? The customer said oh well, I won't have enough for tax. Surprisingly, the cake was exactly $3! Exit happy customer.
The food was good, however EXTREMELY greasy. I will remember the atmosphere more. However the staff was extremely friendly and loved Caedan.
8.14.2009
I Feel Special
How many people can say that Panera employees were fighting over who gets to take your order? Oh wait, no not zero. There is at least one! Wahoo, add it to my book of accomplishments. Although, if I am being fully honest, I think it has to do more with my cute son, than me. But let's pretend it is because I am so enchanting.
8.13.2009
No Freebies, Thanks!
Today is extremely hot and I am tired. So what better way to soothe my woes, than a Rita's Swedish Fish shake. Add in a little bit of hostility and no one could resist!
For the record, I am not an awful mom. But thanks for looking at me like I am. I also like the "you are crazy stare." Sorry if I didn't share your enthusiasm in giving Caedan a free "baby" cone.
Furthermore, I heard you the first time when you said "Would you like a free baby cone?" Hence, my reply, however confusing it must have been, of "No thanks." When you proceed to say "Its free" is just restating the obvious. I can hear perfectly fine. I am just one of those moms. The one that doesn't let her 18 month old have their own ice cream cone in the middle of day. If you think that is strange, come live with us. Although that isn't really an invite.
Just so you know, I did fully intend to share my shake with him. Hence, he learned to share AND got a delicious treat on a hot day. Thanks for the crazy looks though, they are appreciated and I am adding you to my Christmas Card list.
For the record, I am not an awful mom. But thanks for looking at me like I am. I also like the "you are crazy stare." Sorry if I didn't share your enthusiasm in giving Caedan a free "baby" cone.
Furthermore, I heard you the first time when you said "Would you like a free baby cone?" Hence, my reply, however confusing it must have been, of "No thanks." When you proceed to say "Its free" is just restating the obvious. I can hear perfectly fine. I am just one of those moms. The one that doesn't let her 18 month old have their own ice cream cone in the middle of day. If you think that is strange, come live with us. Although that isn't really an invite.
Just so you know, I did fully intend to share my shake with him. Hence, he learned to share AND got a delicious treat on a hot day. Thanks for the crazy looks though, they are appreciated and I am adding you to my Christmas Card list.
8.05.2009
Why Does it Say Paper Jam, When There is No Paper Jam?!?!
I am finding out, more and more, that Office Space is still completely relevant to my life. Sure, I don't go to "work" everyday where every minute is carefully scrutinized. Instead I have a toddler deciding what I do with every minute. I would love one of those quick, but peaceful, thirty minute lunch breaks I used to get. Instead I eat with a toddler who quite frequently insists on sitting on my lap as I eat. Talk about resume skills! It is actually incredibly hard to manage to eat like this.
However, the appliances are still appliances. I think I would take both the printer and copier problems I used to battle daily, just for someone to make the dryer work. It insists that I should check the filter. Well, I have checked the filter. Numerous times, in fact. I even proceeded to unscrew the ENTIRE filter compartment and both vacuum and wipe it out. There is no problem with the filter. I repeat there is no problem with the filter. Could someone please let the dryer know that? Before I end up like this:
7.31.2009
Stolen Material
A positive thing about my neighborhood. The kids actually ask you if they may pet your dog. The kids are running around unsupervised at all hours of the day, however, they do actually stop to ask if they may pet your dog. This baffles me.
I am pleasantly surprised by this occurrence. However, how did it come about? I mean if one does not tell their child that playing in between cars and behind cars is dangerous (among numerous other things). How did they learn this little tidbit of information? My neighborhood never ceases to amaze me.
I am pleasantly surprised by this occurrence. However, how did it come about? I mean if one does not tell their child that playing in between cars and behind cars is dangerous (among numerous other things). How did they learn this little tidbit of information? My neighborhood never ceases to amaze me.
7.29.2009
Business Common Sense
If you are going to have a business card, spell your name right. If you have not spelled you name right, do NOT cross your name out and hand write it. That is sloppy and makes me think you do not care about your business. Furthermore, when you got the business cards for free, go ahead and order more with the correction.
7.28.2009
I Love a Good Thank You Note
I am not going to say much about this at the moment. However, I love how it was delivered. Obviously placed in the box last night, by our "quiet" neighbor. The postman just placed it our lock box, without it going through the system (notice that there are no cancellations on the stamps).
Some things that puzzle me about the note. Is it a thank you for our future cooperation? If not, why wouldn't a plain piece of paper do? Why was it placed with outgoing mail, rather than placed on our door? Why is it a note at all? Why didn't he just come over and voice his concerns. We have owned the house next to him for five years. We never really talked (more than a hello), but also never really had problems before. Furthermore, I am fairly certain he knows our names.
Lastly, I doubt that any/most of it is true. Did you write a note for the neighbors who had a loud party until at least 3 a.m. on Saturday? Also, why are you seeking quiet enjoyment in your basement?
27 July 2009
Residents of
Please (underlined 3 times) be considerate of your neighbors and stop playing your stereo so loud. It is causing my home to shake and walls to pound and is interrupting my right at quiet enjoyment.
signed
address
Nicely put.
Some things that puzzle me about the note. Is it a thank you for our future cooperation? If not, why wouldn't a plain piece of paper do? Why was it placed with outgoing mail, rather than placed on our door? Why is it a note at all? Why didn't he just come over and voice his concerns. We have owned the house next to him for five years. We never really talked (more than a hello), but also never really had problems before. Furthermore, I am fairly certain he knows our names.
Lastly, I doubt that any/most of it is true. Did you write a note for the neighbors who had a loud party until at least 3 a.m. on Saturday? Also, why are you seeking quiet enjoyment in your basement?
27 July 2009
Residents of
Please (underlined 3 times) be considerate of your neighbors and stop playing your stereo so loud. It is causing my home to shake and walls to pound and is interrupting my right at quiet enjoyment.
signed
address
Nicely put.
Since you like Neighbor Posts...
Our next door neighbors intrigue us. We have one, which Brian thinks might be a serial killer, who hasn't yet discovered his calling. (By the way, even though you got a fence, we can still see you sunbathing from our window.) I think he is probably just a shy, nice, single man; who just happens to never friends or family over. The neighbors on the other side are well, strange. They also like to do little things to get on your nerves.
For instance. Once we park a car, it remains in that spot until we use the car again. By use the car again, I mean to go somewhere, anywhere. I do not mean by waiting for a neighbor or family member to leave so you can now move your car to that particular spot you were eying all day. Sitting at your window, watching cars all day does not make you cool. Parking your car right up against your other cars, also does not make you cool. The fact that the other people in the car have to get out before you park, means you are parking too close.
Don't think we don't know that it was you who put the trash on our doorstep, after we put it out for pick-up. Was it too close to your car? What does putting it back on our doorstep accomplish?
Last but not least, we did not weed our flower bed for it to become a resting place for your gardening tools. Just like, we did not mow our backyard, so the neighbors can pee in it. If it is going to be like that, we will no longer mow, trim, weed, or otherwise take care of our yard. Oh and we will also no longer be considerate of you having to get up at 4 a.m. I don't know why we ever were. I mean clearly, you have always had our best interests at heart.
For instance. Once we park a car, it remains in that spot until we use the car again. By use the car again, I mean to go somewhere, anywhere. I do not mean by waiting for a neighbor or family member to leave so you can now move your car to that particular spot you were eying all day. Sitting at your window, watching cars all day does not make you cool. Parking your car right up against your other cars, also does not make you cool. The fact that the other people in the car have to get out before you park, means you are parking too close.
Don't think we don't know that it was you who put the trash on our doorstep, after we put it out for pick-up. Was it too close to your car? What does putting it back on our doorstep accomplish?
Last but not least, we did not weed our flower bed for it to become a resting place for your gardening tools. Just like, we did not mow our backyard, so the neighbors can pee in it. If it is going to be like that, we will no longer mow, trim, weed, or otherwise take care of our yard. Oh and we will also no longer be considerate of you having to get up at 4 a.m. I don't know why we ever were. I mean clearly, you have always had our best interests at heart.
7.27.2009
Another Note for My Stalker
I sometimes update my whereabouts on Facebook. Not all that often though. Also beware, sometimes it is where I have been, not where I will be. At those times, you will just have to use your regular sleuthing.
Fine Ignore Me
When looking for a restaurant to dine at, I suggest going before everywhere has closed. 9, on a Sunday, has proven to be a not so good time to find a suitable restaurant. So we ended up at Bob Evans. We haven't been to a Bob Evans in years. I quickly remembered why.
First off, we were the only ones in the restaurant. Not surprising, but a little strange. The hostess brings us to our table. It includes the weirdest highchair/booster I have ever seen. We have Caedan trained pretty well as far as restaurants are concerned. But he did not seem to like his combo chair too much. However, he sat in it, to start anyway.
Our waitress comes over and takes our drink order. She brings them back and we ask for a few more minutes to decide. Well, she doesn't come back. The manager finally says, "She has taken your order, right?" Umm, nope. Pretty easy to forgot your only customers, so I completely understand.
She finally takes our order. As we are waiting, Caedan grows tired of his "highchair" and so we have him sit on the booth seat. By the time our food finally comes he has decided that the spoons make great drumsticks. They do, of course, which makes it even odder that our waitress could forget about us again. The manager had to ask her to get us refills. Loud toddler with "drumsticks" equals forget about us again? I would figure she would just want us out of there as quickly as possible since 10, closing time, was fast approaching.
Sine Bob Evans cuisine, service, and atmosphere were beyond stellar I can see us returning many times in the future.
First off, we were the only ones in the restaurant. Not surprising, but a little strange. The hostess brings us to our table. It includes the weirdest highchair/booster I have ever seen. We have Caedan trained pretty well as far as restaurants are concerned. But he did not seem to like his combo chair too much. However, he sat in it, to start anyway.
Our waitress comes over and takes our drink order. She brings them back and we ask for a few more minutes to decide. Well, she doesn't come back. The manager finally says, "She has taken your order, right?" Umm, nope. Pretty easy to forgot your only customers, so I completely understand.
She finally takes our order. As we are waiting, Caedan grows tired of his "highchair" and so we have him sit on the booth seat. By the time our food finally comes he has decided that the spoons make great drumsticks. They do, of course, which makes it even odder that our waitress could forget about us again. The manager had to ask her to get us refills. Loud toddler with "drumsticks" equals forget about us again? I would figure she would just want us out of there as quickly as possible since 10, closing time, was fast approaching.
Sine Bob Evans cuisine, service, and atmosphere were beyond stellar I can see us returning many times in the future.
7.26.2009
True Love
I think my son is one of the most clean conscious toddlers around. He hardly ever gets food on him while eating. I say hardly, because he always manages to get dirty at Grandma's house. I think it is one of the rules. Even when feeding himself, he is peculiarly careful.
Well today we reached an all new level of clean. He asked for the napkin. Once I gave it to him, he proceeded to wipe his mouth after each bite. It was pretty funny. Cloth napkin in one hand, spoon in the other. Afterwards, he wiped down the table. I need to get his "un-paper" towels for his kitchen. Then we shall really see some cleaning in action.
Now if I could only teach him to clean the bathroom. We would be all set then.
Well today we reached an all new level of clean. He asked for the napkin. Once I gave it to him, he proceeded to wipe his mouth after each bite. It was pretty funny. Cloth napkin in one hand, spoon in the other. Afterwards, he wiped down the table. I need to get his "un-paper" towels for his kitchen. Then we shall really see some cleaning in action.
Now if I could only teach him to clean the bathroom. We would be all set then.
7.23.2009
Sweet Sleep
Sleeping like a baby took on a whole new meaning at our house today. Poor Caedan was taking an early evening nap when Brian came home and started to cook dinner for us. I guess we haven't cooked dinner too often lately because somehow Brian forgot to put olive oil in the pan. Well, enter smoke. There went trying to do things quietly will Caedan slept.... He woke up screaming as the detectors went off all through the house. Hopefully, he is too young to be traumatized for life because we decided to cook dinner. Maybe he will learn to associate the smoke detector as a call to dinner, as my sister did.
I think sleeping like a baby is a misnomer anyway. Babies sleep terribly! They are always teething, cranky, or in some other way not sleeping. No worries, sure. But sleeping, no.
I think sleeping like a baby is a misnomer anyway. Babies sleep terribly! They are always teething, cranky, or in some other way not sleeping. No worries, sure. But sleeping, no.
7.11.2009
Warehouse 13
I am afraid that it is happening again. I will become hooked on a show and it will disappear. The likely answer is that I am the only one whoever watches the show. Granted, Warehouse 13 has some kinks it needs to work out, but it is a pretty decent show. Well, as far as summer tv is concerned.
As I told Brian, it has everything I look for in a show. He immediately said oh a new vampire show. Ok, so maybe not everything, but pretty close. Government conspiracies, secret service, picture phones, the unexplained, tie-ins with history, and more. It is everything a girl who doubled in Anthropology and Art History could dream of in a show. I am awaiting my heart breaking as it quickly goes off the air. In the mean time, let the party begin!
On another note, when is the new season of The 4400 ever coming back? Please? Anyone?
As I told Brian, it has everything I look for in a show. He immediately said oh a new vampire show. Ok, so maybe not everything, but pretty close. Government conspiracies, secret service, picture phones, the unexplained, tie-ins with history, and more. It is everything a girl who doubled in Anthropology and Art History could dream of in a show. I am awaiting my heart breaking as it quickly goes off the air. In the mean time, let the party begin!
On another note, when is the new season of The 4400 ever coming back? Please? Anyone?
7.10.2009
Weekend Plans
Conversation between Brian and I.
Brian: What do you want to do this weekend?
Me: Umm, not sure, what about you?
Both of us think...
Me: Oh wait! Rosehill Museum is having a Civil War re-enactment encampment this weekend.
Brian: You couldn't have had more boring things in one sentence.
Yea, it was meant to be.
In case you are wondering, here is a brief description:
About the Event
In July of 1863 Rose Hill Manor was a first-hand witness to the effects of the Civil War. Join reenactors and living historians from across the region to view what military life was like on the grounds of Rose Hill during that time.
Activities
The Children's Museum will offer tours, demonstrations, and crafts. Activities include live, living history reenactments, and demonstrations on the grounds including a church service, military exercises, flag signaling, and battles at 2:00 pm on Saturday and Sunday.
Brian: What do you want to do this weekend?
Me: Umm, not sure, what about you?
Both of us think...
Me: Oh wait! Rosehill Museum is having a Civil War re-enactment encampment this weekend.
Brian: You couldn't have had more boring things in one sentence.
Yea, it was meant to be.
In case you are wondering, here is a brief description:
About the Event
In July of 1863 Rose Hill Manor was a first-hand witness to the effects of the Civil War. Join reenactors and living historians from across the region to view what military life was like on the grounds of Rose Hill during that time.
Activities
The Children's Museum will offer tours, demonstrations, and crafts. Activities include live, living history reenactments, and demonstrations on the grounds including a church service, military exercises, flag signaling, and battles at 2:00 pm on Saturday and Sunday.
7.08.2009
For My Sister
As my sister reminded me; I do love ghost tours! She might have pointed this out, from a place of anger, since she was/will be forced to go on a ghost tour during family vacations. They are the perfect vacation event. It combines many of my favorite things. For starters, they happen at night. Summer nights are a nice time to walk around and enjoy the outdoors. I am not so much for exploring cities in the hot sun. Secondly, ghost tours are the perfect combination of city history, unexplained occurrences, and that little tiny voice in your head going we won't see a ghost, but it would be cool if we did.
Another awesome thing about ghost tours is the fact that they are often run by shady, but nice characters. These are people you wouldn't want to walk around with during the day, let alone at night. However, they do have a unique and intriguing point of view. These people also tend to make tours anything but boring. I also highly believe that they would never be hired by daytime tour companies, for various reasons.
It is important to choose a ghost tour company carefully. The ghost tours that try to lure you in with old-fashioned candles, outfits and other props are all fluff and no substance tours. I will reiterate, you want that crazy guy (or gal) that you would never associate with in real life.
Some places I have been on ghost tours:
- Charleston, SC
- Savannah, GA
- Frederick, MD
- Gettysburg, PA
Just remember, if you want to vacation with me, expect a ghost tour and learn to love it.
Another awesome thing about ghost tours is the fact that they are often run by shady, but nice characters. These are people you wouldn't want to walk around with during the day, let alone at night. However, they do have a unique and intriguing point of view. These people also tend to make tours anything but boring. I also highly believe that they would never be hired by daytime tour companies, for various reasons.
It is important to choose a ghost tour company carefully. The ghost tours that try to lure you in with old-fashioned candles, outfits and other props are all fluff and no substance tours. I will reiterate, you want that crazy guy (or gal) that you would never associate with in real life.
Some places I have been on ghost tours:
- Charleston, SC
- Savannah, GA
- Frederick, MD
- Gettysburg, PA
Just remember, if you want to vacation with me, expect a ghost tour and learn to love it.
7.07.2009
Odd Wish List..
I have a fascination with conspiracies, odd occurrences and ancient cultures. Here is a list of things I would like to find out more about, maybe not first hand for some. This is list isn't all inclusive, but a good representation.
- The Bermuda Triangle
- The Pyramids
- The JFK Conspiracy
- The Moon Landing Controversy
- Atlantis
- El Dorado
- Free Masons
There are a ton more things I like to think about in my spare time. Maybe someday I will have some answers.
- The Bermuda Triangle
- The Pyramids
- The JFK Conspiracy
- The Moon Landing Controversy
- Atlantis
- El Dorado
- Free Masons
There are a ton more things I like to think about in my spare time. Maybe someday I will have some answers.
7.06.2009
My Ironic Pet Peeve
This weekend I saw two awesome signs. The first, was a sign at the Frederick Hospital Parking Garage. We watched the fireworks from the top of the garage. The sign stated the speed limit. However, I found the speed limit to be quit odd. 3 1/2 mph. Hmm... Not 3 mph, not the normal 5 mph, but the well researched, I am sure, 3 1/2 mph. Odd.
The next sign was located at the local music store. We followed Brian there, so that we could go have cookies afterward, yes I am on the about the same maturity level as my son. This sign caught my eye:
Maybe I am just a stickler for professional looking advertising, but this sign really bothered me. If you cannot spell and don't know what contractions to use, have someone else make the advertisements. However, if you must complete them yourself and they are later proof read by someone who knows more rules of the English language than you, please RETYPE the sign. It is tacky.
I don't know which would have been better, leaving the sign as is or writing in the corrections. My gut reaction is, leaving the wrong sign. At least that way, people who also don't remember grade school English will be none the wiser. I have to also believe that the target audience for this drum set, a toddler or preschooler, would also not know the rules. The parents who would purchase this set, probably also would not know the rules. Therefore, next time take your chances and leave the mistakes or better yet, reprint the flyer. How much effort does that take?
The next sign was located at the local music store. We followed Brian there, so that we could go have cookies afterward, yes I am on the about the same maturity level as my son. This sign caught my eye:
Maybe I am just a stickler for professional looking advertising, but this sign really bothered me. If you cannot spell and don't know what contractions to use, have someone else make the advertisements. However, if you must complete them yourself and they are later proof read by someone who knows more rules of the English language than you, please RETYPE the sign. It is tacky.
I don't know which would have been better, leaving the sign as is or writing in the corrections. My gut reaction is, leaving the wrong sign. At least that way, people who also don't remember grade school English will be none the wiser. I have to also believe that the target audience for this drum set, a toddler or preschooler, would also not know the rules. The parents who would purchase this set, probably also would not know the rules. Therefore, next time take your chances and leave the mistakes or better yet, reprint the flyer. How much effort does that take?
6.30.2009
Happy Birthday Raven!
Ok you caught me, Raven's birthday is actually June 26th. However, we celebrated a little late. Raven enjoyed a nice trip to the park with the family. She got to see turtles, fish, and plenty of kids. Caedan was the guest of honor at her fabulous party.
We then came home and sang her Happy Birthday and gave her a special cookie, which actually matched our treat. We had Black Forrest Cake. Caedan absolutely loved it. i believe Raven is still trying to find an appropriate hiding spot for her matching cherry decorated cookie. I can't blame her though, it is important to find a good spot, or else Caedan might take a bite.
I can't believe Raven is three. It seems like yesterday that we were listening to her cry all night. We finally gave in after four long months of sleep deprivation and let her bed share. Now she is Queen of the Castle.
Ravey then and now:
We then came home and sang her Happy Birthday and gave her a special cookie, which actually matched our treat. We had Black Forrest Cake. Caedan absolutely loved it. i believe Raven is still trying to find an appropriate hiding spot for her matching cherry decorated cookie. I can't blame her though, it is important to find a good spot, or else Caedan might take a bite.
I can't believe Raven is three. It seems like yesterday that we were listening to her cry all night. We finally gave in after four long months of sleep deprivation and let her bed share. Now she is Queen of the Castle.
Ravey then and now:
6.29.2009
6.28.2009
Panera Update
I still love Panera just as much as I always have. I think Caedan is starting to recognize that place like he recognizes home or Grandma's. In fact, as we were eating a few days ago, a lady comes up to us and asks what Caedan is eating. I tell her that he likes the chicken and bread. At the same time I am wondering to myself, why does she care. She then tells me that she had to know because as I carried him through the door his eyes lit up and he became very excited. Well, yes, of course, he is my son.
We seemed to draw attention to ourselves yesterday at Panera as well. We went to lunch, while Brian had band practice at our house. Caedan was getting very frustrated that he couldn't go in the basement and practice with the band. So I brought him to Panera to cheer us both up. We shared a Cobb salad, no cheese, no eggs and add pecans accompanied by a french baguet and a large ice tea (new summer menu item, which can now swap out with my Fuji salad). I also, being a good mommy, and instinctually knowing that my son needed to share a cookie with me got a chocolate chip one.
However, ordering the chocolate chip cookie caused quite a few stares. As I am ordering my lunch. I tell the cashier, who we happen to see quite often, that I would like a cookie but I am going to grab it when Caedan isn't looking. This prevents an entire meal of toddler angst. She completely understood and rung up the cookie but didn't hand me one or mention it. So when she was distracting Caedan with our cup, which he late spat into (thanks hun), I picked up a cookie with my free hand and moved it around my back, into my bag. Well didn't that get thousands of stares and disapproving looks from strangers. I would just like to say for the record I PAID FOR MY COOKIE! I do not take my son out for a day of shop lifting. Thank you and you obviously have forgotten what it is like to have a toddler.
Caedan enjoyed lunch and then got to come home and watch the band from the top of the stairs. He also came down after practice and got to hang out and "jam" with them. The perfect day for toddler Caed.
We seemed to draw attention to ourselves yesterday at Panera as well. We went to lunch, while Brian had band practice at our house. Caedan was getting very frustrated that he couldn't go in the basement and practice with the band. So I brought him to Panera to cheer us both up. We shared a Cobb salad, no cheese, no eggs and add pecans accompanied by a french baguet and a large ice tea (new summer menu item, which can now swap out with my Fuji salad). I also, being a good mommy, and instinctually knowing that my son needed to share a cookie with me got a chocolate chip one.
However, ordering the chocolate chip cookie caused quite a few stares. As I am ordering my lunch. I tell the cashier, who we happen to see quite often, that I would like a cookie but I am going to grab it when Caedan isn't looking. This prevents an entire meal of toddler angst. She completely understood and rung up the cookie but didn't hand me one or mention it. So when she was distracting Caedan with our cup, which he late spat into (thanks hun), I picked up a cookie with my free hand and moved it around my back, into my bag. Well didn't that get thousands of stares and disapproving looks from strangers. I would just like to say for the record I PAID FOR MY COOKIE! I do not take my son out for a day of shop lifting. Thank you and you obviously have forgotten what it is like to have a toddler.
Caedan enjoyed lunch and then got to come home and watch the band from the top of the stairs. He also came down after practice and got to hang out and "jam" with them. The perfect day for toddler Caed.
6.27.2009
Ahhh the Park
I remember swinging at the park for what seemed like forever. The swings are very coveted park equipment. I deem myself lucky every time we visit the park and I can swing side by side with Caedan. However, it is just not the same. In fact, I think I experience a bit of motion sickness. This really saddens me. If nothing else, I should be able to ride the swings with out needing to bring a barf bag with me. Okay, it hasn't gotten that bad. I dread the day it might. Maybe I should start pretending that I am going to be in the swing olympics and start training, just to avoid nausea.
Caedan, on the other hand, loves the swings. He loves everything about the park. He is getting good at swinging, watching the neighbor kids play, sliding, climbing, and "driving" with the randomly placed steering wheel. Raven even likes to tag along from time to time, to ensure that no one can hear anything over her barking.
Caedan, on the other hand, loves the swings. He loves everything about the park. He is getting good at swinging, watching the neighbor kids play, sliding, climbing, and "driving" with the randomly placed steering wheel. Raven even likes to tag along from time to time, to ensure that no one can hear anything over her barking.
6.17.2009
A Decade
When I think of the word decade, my mind immediately wanders to thoughts of the 80s. I am not sure why. But hearing decade makes me think awful hair, hideous clothes, and shoulder pads. Yup, shoulder pads gets its own category. I also think of the good things the 80s brought us though, like the Care Bears, Smurfs, and Rainbow Brite, to name a few.
However, today, the word decade signifies how long Brian and I have been dating. For some reason, the word decade makes 10 years seem even longer. But here we are. Ten years after we decided to start dating officially. Crazy.
Tonight Caedan gets to spend some time with his Grandma. Poor Raven will have dinner on her own. Brian and I will be dining out and reminiscing. We have had many terrific times during this decade. I can only hope we will be even half as blessed in the next.
Now I will return to being my sarcastic self.
However, today, the word decade signifies how long Brian and I have been dating. For some reason, the word decade makes 10 years seem even longer. But here we are. Ten years after we decided to start dating officially. Crazy.
Tonight Caedan gets to spend some time with his Grandma. Poor Raven will have dinner on her own. Brian and I will be dining out and reminiscing. We have had many terrific times during this decade. I can only hope we will be even half as blessed in the next.
Now I will return to being my sarcastic self.
6.16.2009
Photographic Evidence
There is now photographic evidence that we, Brian, Caedan, and I, went to our neighborhood pool. It probably won't become a trend or anything. But we did it. We braved the waters.
Caedan has been swimming before, however, he clung like a little koala bear to Brian the entire time. It was super cute. He even started to fall asleep. I will be sure to explain to him in the future that sleeping and swimming aren't a really good combo. But I will let it slide for now.
We took bets on how long we would stay. Mine was 15 minutes, Brian's was 30 minutes. Well we surpassed them both and swam for a whopping 35 minutes. I should mention though, that we went at 5:00 at night. So we did not have to see to many neighbors or need to deal with the hot, summer sun.
Caedan has been swimming before, however, he clung like a little koala bear to Brian the entire time. It was super cute. He even started to fall asleep. I will be sure to explain to him in the future that sleeping and swimming aren't a really good combo. But I will let it slide for now.
We took bets on how long we would stay. Mine was 15 minutes, Brian's was 30 minutes. Well we surpassed them both and swam for a whopping 35 minutes. I should mention though, that we went at 5:00 at night. So we did not have to see to many neighbors or need to deal with the hot, summer sun.
6.10.2009
Best Buds
Caedan and Raven are an inseparable duo. Raven started watching out for him the minute he arrived home. She is always cautious of who should be allowed near her little brother. Caedan returns the favor by offering to share his food, toys, clothes, and more. Whatever Caedan thinks will make Raven happy, he hurries to give it to her, giggling all the way, since he knows mom and dad probably wouldn't approve. They have almost become inseparable.
However, their have been some down sides. Caedan has now taken on Raven's habit of barking out the window. Today at lunch, even in his weakened, sick state, he managed to boof at a neighbor mowing his lawn. Every time he would look out the window he would point at the man and boof. Cute, to say the least, funny even, but not the best habit to pick up.
Raven has also changed as Caedan grows older and is more mobile. She has decided to un-house train herself, little by little. This is one of the most annoying things we have encountered with her to date. Can dogs experience sibling rivalry?
I swear they also egg each other on. Like the other day when Caedan decided that Raven's litter box was a sand box. It is almost like they give each other ideas on how to create the most mischief possible. Whenever they are caught, Raven runs under the bed and Caedan giggles and follows her.
But through it all, I wouldn't change anything. They love each other and have a very special bond.
However, their have been some down sides. Caedan has now taken on Raven's habit of barking out the window. Today at lunch, even in his weakened, sick state, he managed to boof at a neighbor mowing his lawn. Every time he would look out the window he would point at the man and boof. Cute, to say the least, funny even, but not the best habit to pick up.
Raven has also changed as Caedan grows older and is more mobile. She has decided to un-house train herself, little by little. This is one of the most annoying things we have encountered with her to date. Can dogs experience sibling rivalry?
I swear they also egg each other on. Like the other day when Caedan decided that Raven's litter box was a sand box. It is almost like they give each other ideas on how to create the most mischief possible. Whenever they are caught, Raven runs under the bed and Caedan giggles and follows her.
But through it all, I wouldn't change anything. They love each other and have a very special bond.
6.06.2009
WORST Job
There are many jobs I would never have. However, right now, I cannot imagine being the community manager. I imagine sitting in the office going through emails and letters written by busy bodies and tattle tales. The job would be beyond frustrating.
Fast forward to yesterday. We are having a pretty bad day. Caedan is sick, mail issues, Panera won't carry the Nutty Chocolate Chipper cookie anymore, and drumroll please.... HOA letter! Oh those are the best! Here is what ours says:
Friendly Reminder (sure)
It has come to our attention the following condition exists at (address): clean bird droppings off of front bay window, your back yard grass is in need of mowing, and remove your recycling bin from the front of your house.
Our apologies, if this was a temporary condition or if it has been corrected.
I would say all those things are pretty temporary. I think you also missed calling us out on our missing shutter.
For what it is worth, the grass was bad, I fully admit it. However, we had cut it. But I am going to rethink cutting the grass, since it attracts neighbors with full bladders. The bird poop - I mean really? I didn't even notice. I literally read the letter and went outside to look. It probably happened the day before and it is a little bit. I mean if we want to nit pick - I can think of much greater issues in our neighborhood.
That brings me to the recycle bin. Fine, we kept our recycle bin on our steps two days extra. Should that really call for a notice? Really? It had been raining and we have to store them in the house, since we have no garage. Who wants a wet nasty recycle bin in their house? Maybe I should bring it over to the anonymous tipster's house for storage. Do you think I can claim that I am trying to raise recycling awareness and keep the bin on my front doorstep permanently? I can't believe I pay to get hassled for little things.
I wonder if I can get my pool pass taken away...that would be a shame.
Fast forward to yesterday. We are having a pretty bad day. Caedan is sick, mail issues, Panera won't carry the Nutty Chocolate Chipper cookie anymore, and drumroll please.... HOA letter! Oh those are the best! Here is what ours says:
Friendly Reminder (sure)
It has come to our attention the following condition exists at (address): clean bird droppings off of front bay window, your back yard grass is in need of mowing, and remove your recycling bin from the front of your house.
Our apologies, if this was a temporary condition or if it has been corrected.
I would say all those things are pretty temporary. I think you also missed calling us out on our missing shutter.
For what it is worth, the grass was bad, I fully admit it. However, we had cut it. But I am going to rethink cutting the grass, since it attracts neighbors with full bladders. The bird poop - I mean really? I didn't even notice. I literally read the letter and went outside to look. It probably happened the day before and it is a little bit. I mean if we want to nit pick - I can think of much greater issues in our neighborhood.
That brings me to the recycle bin. Fine, we kept our recycle bin on our steps two days extra. Should that really call for a notice? Really? It had been raining and we have to store them in the house, since we have no garage. Who wants a wet nasty recycle bin in their house? Maybe I should bring it over to the anonymous tipster's house for storage. Do you think I can claim that I am trying to raise recycling awareness and keep the bin on my front doorstep permanently? I can't believe I pay to get hassled for little things.
I wonder if I can get my pool pass taken away...that would be a shame.
6.04.2009
Saying Goodbye
We seem to be saying goodbye to more and more stores, restaurants and other establishments in this economy. Some hit home more than others. The other day I saw that Lotus had closed. Lotus was a Chinese restaurant near our home. I was immediately hit with a feeling of grief. Even though we rarely eat Chinese food, this restaurant had been tied to our family in a special way.
We ventured to Lotus a few times while I was pregnant. Always ordering the same thing. Lotus was also, where we ordered from for Valentine's Day when Caedan was only five days old. It was not a very good meal, but very memorable. The dish with "crispy potatoes" turned out to be Lay's potato chips. Probably the most memorable visit for us, was Caedan's first Christmas. We ate there after our big meal and celebration, as the day was winding down. They had some great crispy beef.
I am surprised it lasted this long though. Last time I was there, I swear the Board of Health was giving them a long list of things to improve. The service was impeccable though. Even though we were the only diners, literally, the food always took an hour to arrive at our table. Oh how I will miss you Lotus.
We ventured to Lotus a few times while I was pregnant. Always ordering the same thing. Lotus was also, where we ordered from for Valentine's Day when Caedan was only five days old. It was not a very good meal, but very memorable. The dish with "crispy potatoes" turned out to be Lay's potato chips. Probably the most memorable visit for us, was Caedan's first Christmas. We ate there after our big meal and celebration, as the day was winding down. They had some great crispy beef.
I am surprised it lasted this long though. Last time I was there, I swear the Board of Health was giving them a long list of things to improve. The service was impeccable though. Even though we were the only diners, literally, the food always took an hour to arrive at our table. Oh how I will miss you Lotus.
6.03.2009
Shocking...Okay maybe not
I swore I wouldn't write about my neighbors today. I thought I would give you a taste of other things/thoughts in my life. But alas, when the opportunity presents itself...
So Brian, Caedan, Raven, and I are sitting down to a nice steak dinner. We actually have the blinds open. Well, I am thinking about having them permanently shut after what I witnessed tonight.
We see a girl in our backyard, perhaps a tween/teen. Nothing unusual, their is a small path in the back that kids like to run between the houses on. Well, she looks both ways and to our absolute amazement, she pulls down her pants, squats and pees right there, in our backyard. Umm yea. Looking both ways doesn't mean that the coast is clear.
Has playing outside become that pressing and unbelievably fun that you will pee in a stranger's backyard? I mean really? How far away could her house have been? Two feet? Three even?
Ah, life in the suburbs. I thought you lived outside the city to avoid things like strangers peeing in your yard.
So Brian, Caedan, Raven, and I are sitting down to a nice steak dinner. We actually have the blinds open. Well, I am thinking about having them permanently shut after what I witnessed tonight.
We see a girl in our backyard, perhaps a tween/teen. Nothing unusual, their is a small path in the back that kids like to run between the houses on. Well, she looks both ways and to our absolute amazement, she pulls down her pants, squats and pees right there, in our backyard. Umm yea. Looking both ways doesn't mean that the coast is clear.
Has playing outside become that pressing and unbelievably fun that you will pee in a stranger's backyard? I mean really? How far away could her house have been? Two feet? Three even?
Ah, life in the suburbs. I thought you lived outside the city to avoid things like strangers peeing in your yard.
6.02.2009
Mixed Signals
I am almost certain that my dog, Raven, cannot read. She is pretty smart. But, alas, reading does not rank high on her skills list or, I imagine, on her priority list.
Therefore, this sign makes me smile even more when I pass it. First, I smile because I imagine the type of person that actually places a sign like this in their yard. Secondly, did it ever occur to the person that the sign actually looks like a warm inviting, please poop here to dogs? I would also imagine, taking into consideration Raven's character and lack of discipline, she would love to poop in this yard if she COULD read. So, in my book it is a complete and udder failure to have this sign in your yard. But thank you for the smile I get every time we take Raven for a walk past your house.
6.01.2009
This will be the Summer
Every year I say this will be the summer we go to the neighborhood pool. It never is. Every year we fill out the form and get our updated pool passes and guest passes. Every year I change the stickers to the current year. Nope, not the year.
I even followed this handy reminder:
Pool Pass Application and Membership Agreement should have been sent to PMP no later than May 8th for your passes to be ready for opening day. Passes will NOT be mailed to your home ~ you must pick them up at the pool upon your first visit or every Friday after 4:00 pm.
And no, just so you know I will not be picking up my pool pass every Friday. I chose the one time option - on my first visit - even though we didn't actually go inside.
It doesn't surprise me though, that we have never ventured to that side of the neighborhood. Brian and I are in total agreement on this: we hate the sun. I hate being hot and baking in the sun. In fact, i despise it. We called ourselves vampires, before it was cool.
Here are some reasons to go to the pool:
- The awesome hours - 12 am - 8 pm. So, why not be open that extra 4 hours? Is that when everyone sleeps?
- The neighbors - It will be harder to avoid them. But the people watching should be nice.
- I can invite 10 people, free of charge, to come to the pool that I already pay to maintain.
- It is located right next to the "Clubhouse," which I can check out prior to my next big bash.
Wonder why I am so anti-outdoors and anti-pool? Maybe it was because I was forced to play outside as a child for hours on end. There comes a time in your life when you can't handle any more outdoor fun. But don't worry about Caedan, he will see the light of day. He will come to enjoy the outdoors, I am sure. Maybe we will just send Raven out to watch him, like the neighbors do.
I even followed this handy reminder:
Pool Pass Application and Membership Agreement should have been sent to PMP no later than May 8th for your passes to be ready for opening day. Passes will NOT be mailed to your home ~ you must pick them up at the pool upon your first visit or every Friday after 4:00 pm.
And no, just so you know I will not be picking up my pool pass every Friday. I chose the one time option - on my first visit - even though we didn't actually go inside.
It doesn't surprise me though, that we have never ventured to that side of the neighborhood. Brian and I are in total agreement on this: we hate the sun. I hate being hot and baking in the sun. In fact, i despise it. We called ourselves vampires, before it was cool.
Here are some reasons to go to the pool:
- The awesome hours - 12 am - 8 pm. So, why not be open that extra 4 hours? Is that when everyone sleeps?
- The neighbors - It will be harder to avoid them. But the people watching should be nice.
- I can invite 10 people, free of charge, to come to the pool that I already pay to maintain.
- It is located right next to the "Clubhouse," which I can check out prior to my next big bash.
Wonder why I am so anti-outdoors and anti-pool? Maybe it was because I was forced to play outside as a child for hours on end. There comes a time in your life when you can't handle any more outdoor fun. But don't worry about Caedan, he will see the light of day. He will come to enjoy the outdoors, I am sure. Maybe we will just send Raven out to watch him, like the neighbors do.
5.31.2009
Cliff Notes for my Stalker
If I were on tv, Panera would be the place were I would finally encounter my stalker. The audience would be sensing disaster as I frequented the same local day after day. But, alas, I would not heed any warnings. Panera is just that good!
I really don't know what I would do without my almost daily trip to Panera. I have to hand it to the employees though, day after day, they act like they don't know what I am going to order. They don't rush me and they don't try to correct me, even when I insist on pronouncing Fugi as Fiji. They also seem genuinely happy to see me everyday, although that could also be due to the fact that I am single handily ensuring that their kids go to college. But they always smile and always talk to Caedan and make him feel special. Even the lady in charge of sweeping the floors and wiping down the tables comes over and "chats" with Caedan. She will smile and compliment him as he is throwing food on the floor, thus making her job more difficult. I have no idea where they find their employees and what rigorous training problem they have, but they do an amazing job. Perhaps their employees are selected at birth?
If Disney World is the happiest place on Earth, Panera is a close contender. My Fuji Apple Chicken Salad, no gorgonzola with French bread, large iced tea, and nutty chocolate chipper cookie is the perfect meal. Caedan has been raised on their anti-biotic free chicken, thus far and I don't see it ending any time soon, stalker or no stalker.
However, I do feel like too much of a freak to go 7 days in a row, so I usually take Wednesdays off, stalker take note. Keep in mind though, that the employees are different at dinner time, then lunch time. So it IS acceptable to have 2 meals a day at Panera, which happens more than I like to admit. I also find myself driving to the other Panera in town, just to ensure that they do not think I am a weirdo for always eating at their restaurant, because we all know that the difference between freak and not a freak is only going 6 days a week, not 7.
I really don't know what I would do without my almost daily trip to Panera. I have to hand it to the employees though, day after day, they act like they don't know what I am going to order. They don't rush me and they don't try to correct me, even when I insist on pronouncing Fugi as Fiji. They also seem genuinely happy to see me everyday, although that could also be due to the fact that I am single handily ensuring that their kids go to college. But they always smile and always talk to Caedan and make him feel special. Even the lady in charge of sweeping the floors and wiping down the tables comes over and "chats" with Caedan. She will smile and compliment him as he is throwing food on the floor, thus making her job more difficult. I have no idea where they find their employees and what rigorous training problem they have, but they do an amazing job. Perhaps their employees are selected at birth?
If Disney World is the happiest place on Earth, Panera is a close contender. My Fuji Apple Chicken Salad, no gorgonzola with French bread, large iced tea, and nutty chocolate chipper cookie is the perfect meal. Caedan has been raised on their anti-biotic free chicken, thus far and I don't see it ending any time soon, stalker or no stalker.
However, I do feel like too much of a freak to go 7 days in a row, so I usually take Wednesdays off, stalker take note. Keep in mind though, that the employees are different at dinner time, then lunch time. So it IS acceptable to have 2 meals a day at Panera, which happens more than I like to admit. I also find myself driving to the other Panera in town, just to ensure that they do not think I am a weirdo for always eating at their restaurant, because we all know that the difference between freak and not a freak is only going 6 days a week, not 7.
5.30.2009
The Neighbors
I wish we could be more like my neighbors. Although I am having a hard time deciding which one to emulate. Perhaps, I should become a compilation?
Choice A: The neighbor that has 6? 7? Maybe more? kids, that play outside all day in the road and around parked cars with no supervision. They also like to hold each other down and take turns getting beaten with sticks. Oh wait that one is WHILE being supervised by an adult.
Choice B: The neighbor that decided to replace their ENTIRE front yard with mulch and random small plants - actually this one kind of needs an accompanying photo.
Choice C: The family that has every inch of their house, backyard and frontyard covered with Christmas decorations, tastefully done, of course.
Choice D: This one might be my favorite, the family that lets their 7 year old outside with their 10 week old puppy. This wouldn't be that bad, however, the puppy doesn't have a collar or leash on. I am not even sure the parents are even aware that she is outside and the fact that she walks the puppy down the road without a leash. To be followed by the dog getting scared and hiding under cars and the kids crouching down beside the cars, coaxing the dog out again and again. I should be thankful though that it is the parents that walk the older pit-bull around the neighborhood without a leash. I mean let's not get too crazy.
Oozing with jealousy?
Now I know you are probably wondering where we fit into the neighborhood. Well I will tell you. We are the neighbors that rarely cut their grass, haven't put up the shutter that fell off 2 years ago, that only pick up the newspapers in front of our house on recycle day (which just went from every week to every other). Oh did I mention we are anti-social too? Welcome to the block. We are accepting applications to this very prestigious neighborhood now. I won't be seeing you at the pool.
Choice A: The neighbor that has 6? 7? Maybe more? kids, that play outside all day in the road and around parked cars with no supervision. They also like to hold each other down and take turns getting beaten with sticks. Oh wait that one is WHILE being supervised by an adult.
Choice B: The neighbor that decided to replace their ENTIRE front yard with mulch and random small plants - actually this one kind of needs an accompanying photo.
Choice C: The family that has every inch of their house, backyard and frontyard covered with Christmas decorations, tastefully done, of course.
Choice D: This one might be my favorite, the family that lets their 7 year old outside with their 10 week old puppy. This wouldn't be that bad, however, the puppy doesn't have a collar or leash on. I am not even sure the parents are even aware that she is outside and the fact that she walks the puppy down the road without a leash. To be followed by the dog getting scared and hiding under cars and the kids crouching down beside the cars, coaxing the dog out again and again. I should be thankful though that it is the parents that walk the older pit-bull around the neighborhood without a leash. I mean let's not get too crazy.
Oozing with jealousy?
Now I know you are probably wondering where we fit into the neighborhood. Well I will tell you. We are the neighbors that rarely cut their grass, haven't put up the shutter that fell off 2 years ago, that only pick up the newspapers in front of our house on recycle day (which just went from every week to every other). Oh did I mention we are anti-social too? Welcome to the block. We are accepting applications to this very prestigious neighborhood now. I won't be seeing you at the pool.
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