Monday, February 18, 2008
Moving on up
Yikes. It’s been pretty wild here for the last little bit. Lots of back and forth and packing and stressing. Lots to get done. Hard to write coherent blog….
But I’ll try.
So fatty’s reached a new landmark. My wedding ring, gone. I mean, not gone, I know where it is, but after a very stressful and painful removal of it yesterday, I’ve had to set it in my jewelry dish and merely wonder at the indention its left on my very swollen ring finger. I guess I might have to do the wear it on a chain thing. I was trying to wear it on my pinky, but it was a little too big for that. Ah, give me a day or two, and my pinky will be so big it’ll refuse the gold band.
In other news, matt and I went to a grown-up party on Saturday. The radio station WJOX, to whom matt is a sometimes weekly contributor was having a second anniversary party. And we were invited. And went.
It was about as thrilling as I expected it to be. Which is to say, not very. You’ll be surprised to hear that the Birmingham sports community is not filled with folks I know. A few highlights though. First, matt’s future employees, the AAFL, made a big showing as cosponsors of the event. They are NICE. His new boss gave me a hug, a HUG, when she met me. Which was nice. Because when your at an event filled with well-dressed and attractive people, it’s hard to be the sole blimp. AND not have the comfort of alcohol.
Also, Matt won an electric guitar. Seriously. It was a little bizarre. He doesn’t play the guitar or any instrument for that matter. Yet, he was the winner of a signed electric guitar. He seems, inexplicably, really pleased with this prize. Me, I can’t help but ruefully note that, sandwiched on either side of that door prize, were vacation packages. Doh!
Though the strike is over now, I think it’s safe to say that my television viewing habits are still suffering. Last night, in desperation, matt agreed to watch the first half of the BBC Pride and Prejudice that we had tivo-ed from last weeks Masterpiece theater. (YES! We’ve been watching PBS! That’s what it’s come to. Last week we watched a special on Mormanism. During prime time). Matt had been putting this off, but we just had no other choice. He was diplomatic about it though, recognizing that it could never be as bad as he was expecting it to be.
I think he was charmed pretty quickly. And, in a strange twist of fate, I got to have the pleasure of explaining a few things to matt. (Generally, especially in the case of The West Wing, matt was the one pausing to stop and explain what had just occurred). Anyways, today he’s already offered to watch the second half (which aired last night), so I think it’s safe to say, he might just like it!
(YESSSS! Matt just came into the room holding a plate of hotdogs and singing to them. At last, the transformation is complete! Lunchtime always brings out the inner songwriter in me. Matt is quite used to listening to me serenade my lunch as I prepare it. Periodically, he would chime in on my creations. Now, he’s done it on his own, unprovoked. This is a big day).
Oh, we somehow managed to cram The Spiderwick Chronicles into a fairly busy weekend. It was a pretty fun flick, though pretty intense for a kids’ film. Definitely not for the under 8 set, I would think. Seth Rogen weighed in with a Frank Oz-ish voiceover which proves that, should the fat-slacker thing end prematurely, he could have a healthy second career. And David Strathairn? Oh, I have such a crush on him. He’s just so classy and classic looking. Anyways, now I’m jazzed to read the book. What? I like children’s literature. Sue me.
No, don’t. I don’t have much expendable income just at the moment.
Today’s video courtesy of timbot. Not sure why this amuses me so greatly, but it does. It definitely does.
Yikes. It’s been pretty wild here for the last little bit. Lots of back and forth and packing and stressing. Lots to get done. Hard to write coherent blog….
But I’ll try.
So fatty’s reached a new landmark. My wedding ring, gone. I mean, not gone, I know where it is, but after a very stressful and painful removal of it yesterday, I’ve had to set it in my jewelry dish and merely wonder at the indention its left on my very swollen ring finger. I guess I might have to do the wear it on a chain thing. I was trying to wear it on my pinky, but it was a little too big for that. Ah, give me a day or two, and my pinky will be so big it’ll refuse the gold band.
In other news, matt and I went to a grown-up party on Saturday. The radio station WJOX, to whom matt is a sometimes weekly contributor was having a second anniversary party. And we were invited. And went.
It was about as thrilling as I expected it to be. Which is to say, not very. You’ll be surprised to hear that the Birmingham sports community is not filled with folks I know. A few highlights though. First, matt’s future employees, the AAFL, made a big showing as cosponsors of the event. They are NICE. His new boss gave me a hug, a HUG, when she met me. Which was nice. Because when your at an event filled with well-dressed and attractive people, it’s hard to be the sole blimp. AND not have the comfort of alcohol.
Also, Matt won an electric guitar. Seriously. It was a little bizarre. He doesn’t play the guitar or any instrument for that matter. Yet, he was the winner of a signed electric guitar. He seems, inexplicably, really pleased with this prize. Me, I can’t help but ruefully note that, sandwiched on either side of that door prize, were vacation packages. Doh!
Though the strike is over now, I think it’s safe to say that my television viewing habits are still suffering. Last night, in desperation, matt agreed to watch the first half of the BBC Pride and Prejudice that we had tivo-ed from last weeks Masterpiece theater. (YES! We’ve been watching PBS! That’s what it’s come to. Last week we watched a special on Mormanism. During prime time). Matt had been putting this off, but we just had no other choice. He was diplomatic about it though, recognizing that it could never be as bad as he was expecting it to be.
I think he was charmed pretty quickly. And, in a strange twist of fate, I got to have the pleasure of explaining a few things to matt. (Generally, especially in the case of The West Wing, matt was the one pausing to stop and explain what had just occurred). Anyways, today he’s already offered to watch the second half (which aired last night), so I think it’s safe to say, he might just like it!
(YESSSS! Matt just came into the room holding a plate of hotdogs and singing to them. At last, the transformation is complete! Lunchtime always brings out the inner songwriter in me. Matt is quite used to listening to me serenade my lunch as I prepare it. Periodically, he would chime in on my creations. Now, he’s done it on his own, unprovoked. This is a big day).
Oh, we somehow managed to cram The Spiderwick Chronicles into a fairly busy weekend. It was a pretty fun flick, though pretty intense for a kids’ film. Definitely not for the under 8 set, I would think. Seth Rogen weighed in with a Frank Oz-ish voiceover which proves that, should the fat-slacker thing end prematurely, he could have a healthy second career. And David Strathairn? Oh, I have such a crush on him. He’s just so classy and classic looking. Anyways, now I’m jazzed to read the book. What? I like children’s literature. Sue me.
No, don’t. I don’t have much expendable income just at the moment.
Today’s video courtesy of timbot. Not sure why this amuses me so greatly, but it does. It definitely does.
