AND THEN ...

i found out that the bunnies GLOW IN THE DARK!!!!!!

fabulous anniversary gift!

joe got me a bunnysutra swatch watch for our anniversary. we weren't supposed to exchange gifts, but when i saw heard about this watch, i just had to have it. isn't he sweet?

the watch has been disco'd, but where there is a will there is a way!

there are six pairs of bunnies around the face, each pair is engaging in a different kama sutra position. if you tap the face, the hands spin around and land on a pair of bunnies ... and that's the position you're supposed to try! after a few seconds, the hands go back to the current time position.

it is absolutely fabulous.

winner! sexiest outfit in atlanta!

sometimes a picture is worth more than 1,000 words.

quote

"your body is a temple. you must respect it. you can't just whore it out." - angela martin the office

hail to the chief

joe and i celebrated our anniversary by going to a concert at the new nokia theater in los angeles. it's small ... only 7,000 seats (compared to over 50,000 at staples, for instance.)

we saw the dixie chicks and the eagles.

i've always loved the dixie chicks, but i love them a little bit more now that i've seen them live. "hail to the chief" played while they took the stage. subtle, but powerful. love them!

the eagles rocked ... as usual. i think this was the 3rd time i've seen the eagles and the 7th time i've seen don henley. he is so awesome. which is creepy as he's older than my dad, but there is just something about him ...

happy anniversary to joe and me ... a few days early as i have to be in atlanta for our big day. :-(

note to self

make sure airplane lavatory door is REALLY locked before hovering over toilet. it can be super embarrassing if the door flies open mid-hover.

never underestimate the power of julie

so, it came to me yesterday in a flash of red ... the bastards at work had suspended my right to text when they took over my account ... that's why a COUNTLESS number of texts have not gone through in the past couple of days.

so here's the back story. so, the company i work for has decided that we are all getting new blackberries and they will be our sole device. i'm game. one device does sound lovely. so, they're transferring my current cell number to the new blackberry (which is not yet in my possession) so i don't have to get a new number, let alone a NJ number. would would really suck, but i digress.

so, apparently, the changeover has already taken place behind the scenes ... the company for which i work is already receiving the bill and lumped me into the company plan. which apparently DOES NOT INCLUDE TEXTING.

i cannot live without texting. well, i could, if everyone in my personal AND professional lives had blackberries, treos, etc. but that is not the case. so, i need to text and it the right was STRIPPED from me. and to make it worse. i didn't know it happened until it happened. bastards.

so i did what i had to do. i called at&t and authorized texting to be put back on my account. i am a vp dammit. f the stupid tech people that took it from me ... if you really didn't want me to have it, they should have locked up the account tighter. it only took about 2 minutes for me to get it added. where there is a will, there is a way.

so, i can't wait for some bean counter to call me and yell about the $120/year i just added to their line item. seriously. $10/month. i need to text. i have EARNED the right to do so.

and now i am stepping off of my soapbox to do a little texting. :-)

attention whore

lola stole an 8" ostrich feather duster out of a box in my office and proceeded to chew it up. nice. that was so for a product comparison. if she wanted to play, couldn't she just mash her cold, wet nose into my hand like usual?

ellen and iggy

based on news of death threats and harassment filings with the pasadena police, i think Ellen can just suck it. buy the kids a new dog and next time read the contract, babe. celebrities should not be any different than us mere mortals.

famous nicknames

Within the music industry, Elton [John] is sometimes known as ‘Sharon’, a nickname originally given to him by good friend Rod Stewart. In return, Elton calls Rod ‘Phyllis.’

Love it. This is reflective of my own life. My dad calls me 'Fred' and my friend Kristine calls me 'Ralph' and 'Sir'. :-)

free iggy?

http://www.petitiononline.com/FreeIggy/petition.html

maternity & bereavement

i was pondering this question on my way home from seeing my friend Sweet and her new baby today ... who is damn cute by the way ... why do [most] companies give people 3 days paid leave for bereavement, but nothing for maternity? if one of my friends or family members gives birth, i should be entitled to 3 days of baby visiting. don't you think?

the price is oh so wrong

i never would have known today was the day for drew carey to debut on the price is right if my sister hadn't called this morning and asked me to record it for her ...

i wasn't going to watch. i really wasn't.

i watched 5 minutes. it was so bad that i turned it off.

but i knew it was there ... and i just couldn't help myself. i had to watch the train wreck.

and train wreck it was.

it was horrible. and i watched until the bitter end.

and then ...

we went through the tiffany catalog ... super fun!

an afternoon with aunt julie

i picked sid up from a field trip today ... the brownies went to the courthouse!

then we went shopping.
then we got manicures. this was sid's first manicure!
then we shopped some more.
then we watched the muppet show manamana sketch incessantly on you tube. (another first for sid)

now we're making cookies and listening to "achy breaky heart" because sid didn't believe me that "hannah montana's dad" was famous (or infamous) before the lame ass disney show.

joe is bringing us take away for dinner ... isn't he sweet? we are tired from a full afternoon of fun!

what a day.

is scorsatto synonymous with scorsese? you decide!

found this little gem today. it's from my 33rd birthday.

good advice

it is not a good idea to curl one's hair naked.
the curling iron could slip and burn one's boob.
i have it on good authority that this can be a serious situation.

i've still got it

i'm in chicago this week. staying downtown in a part of chicago that i have really come to love.

we had dinner at gino's east ... even though it's a little on the campy / dirty side, it really is the best pizza in chicago.

so, my colleagues were ready to go before i had finished my delicious whiskey sour. so, i did what any good person would do. i smuggled the drink out of the restaurant and continued to drink it during our five block walk back to the sofitel.

when i got back to the sofitel, the trouble started. the bartender busted me for bringing in an "outside drink." so i ordered a fresh drink and he took my gino's drink away. but before he completely discarded it, i got the attached picture.

i love sales meetings.

gotta go to bed. the car will be here to whisk me to o'hell airport in 7 hours. :-(

google this

hymenoplasty

OUCH!

see you next tuesday

potential open mouth insert foot situation.

for those of you who watched sex and the city, you may remember when charlotte referred to a woman as a "see you next tuesday ... aka C U Next Tuesday."

ever since that episode, i've used that phrase where appropriate ... but obviously NEVER in my professional life.

until today. well sort of. i sent out an email to the sales team with a little song in honor of our meeting in chicago next week. we're going bowling and it's a song about bowling. but i digress. the subject line read "see you next tuesday." it was supposed to be innocent, as we arrive in chicago on tuesday, but i am just hoping no one on the distribution list dips down into the gutter when they read it.

OMG - true story

i ran into petsmart today to pick up some supplies for lola.
the guy in front of me looked like he just rolled out of a trailer; he was kinda dirty, definitely trashy and about 50. my fault for going to oxnard.

anyway, the cashier rang him up and asked him if he had a petsmart rewards card. he advised that he didn't ... to which the cashier inquired as to whether or not he wanted to get one. he declined by saying, "it's okay, MY PARENTS have one." PARENTS??? do they live in the trailer with him? seriously scary.