Yesterday was freezing in SF. I wore a short-sleeve wrap top and was soooo cold. I had to wear my scarf as a wrap. Figuring today would be more of the same, I wore a long sleeve Gap turtleneck. Want to guess who's sweating like a buffalo?
But today's not a total bust. I got a promotion, so yay! We're celebrating tonight at Sea Salt in Berkeley.
Or rather, lack thereof.
I wish I could tell you that we painted the kitchen this weekend. Or did something - anything - to the bathroom to make it less hideous. Or that maybe we even just gave the house a really thorough cleaning. I wish I could, but I'd be lying.
We started a yard project last weekend and it's at a stand still. Not because we don't have the tools necessary to complete the job but rather we just haven't. It seems so daunting. So daunting in fact that on our way to Cost Plus I remarked how I wouldn't mind selling the house at some point (that'd be when we're not under water, of course) and moving back into a great condo. It just seems easier that way. Yeah I'd be giving up my tomato garden and fig tree and parking right in front of my front door, but I'd also be giving up having to keep up with a yard that is clearly ready to kick my ass, wondering when/how I'll get around to calling up someone to replace our 1970s aluminum windows, thinking about ways to make my home look less ghetto from the front and who will actually do the work ... there's just so much planning and worrying and thinking and plotting and not enough time or money to do any of it.
A condo, methinks, would be a nice change of pace again. That is, of course, if my neighbors weren't complete asshats (which is what happened in the loft).
It occurs to me that I often comment on other people's blogs but then I have absolutely no way of knowing if they comment back to me unless I go back to their blog and look. And since I use Google Reader to keep up with all of the blogs I read, the chance of that happening is pretty slim. Does anyone know of a widget or tool or other such tomfoolery that will allow me to keep track of responses to my comments? Seems like something like that could exist given how advanced the internets have become.
It looks like our plans for tonight might have fallen through, which is actually okay by me since they required me cleaning the house and I didn't do such a good job in that area. I actually didn't do anything, if I'm being honest. Oops.
Instead, I've been getting caught up on all of the news that's happened this week that I've been too busy to pay attention to - damn job getting in the way of my blog reading.
This is the first time I've heard about John Edwards possibly cheating on his wife. So disappointing. I mean, I know all politicians do it (I'm looking at you Bill!), but they just seemed more solid than that. I can imagine that knowing your wife might die from cancer is extremely stressful - especially with the young children they have - and that he might have needed an outlet for some of his ... um, emotions ... because he couldn't lay his stress on his wife's feet (she had enough of her own to deal with, thankyouverymuch) ... but you just don't cheat on your wife who's bed ridden with CANCER. You don't. And you don't continue with the affair. I hate men that cheat on their wives.
When not reading about John Edwards, I was reading about the BlogHer event in SF last week (or was it the week before?!) and feeling inspired. Because I'm a bit of a hermit and don't actually like meeting new people and going out on the town, I likely won't ever attend a BlogHer event (I did meet several members though at the New Communications Forum in late 2006) but it was great to hear about so many talented and inspiring women gathered in one spot. Rumor has it though there was a bit of infighting and jealous remarks. Of course there was - it was a group of women. Don't y'all know anything? You cannot get that many women together and have there be no gossip. It's just not done.
It occured to me that since I last posted a picture of myself, my "look" had gone through a couple of revisions. I've gone from a brown with blonde highlights chin-length shaggy bob to a very light strawberry blonde pixie cut (that's actually growing out too quickly and needs a good snip).
And here are some pictures of Dakota just because it's been awhile and she's really the best looking member of the family.
She was VERY fascinated with my earrings. She loves nothing more than finding something she shouldn't and then pushing it off the table. She could do that for hours.
I tried to convince Alan when he got home a few minutes ago to cancel our plans for the night, jump in the car and drive to a nice resort and spend the day at the pool just relaxing. Yeah, it was that kind of week. Unfortunately, he's a little less spontaneous than I am and he put the kibosh on my grand plan. Thank goodness we go to Kauai at the end of next month. I need it.
Got an email in my inbox this morning from Zillow telling me my house is worth approximately $100k less than we paid for it. Ouch, and good morning to you.
Got a letter from the City the other day that our house is now assessed at $23k less than we paid for it. For once I like Oakland's math better.
Have I mentioned I hate Zillow?
Since Sunday night I've experienced:
1 case of GERD as bad as it has ever been
2 migraines (currently experiencing one of them)
1 stubbed toe
I'm not really having a stellar week, am I?
I felt my current migraine coming on this afternoon, but I popped a few pills in hopes that I could keep it at bay until I got home. And then I decided to go to dinner with some work peeps b/c I was feeling better. While waiting for the check to arrive, I started feeling the tell-tale signs that attack was imminent - throbbing face, dizziness, head pounding and nausea. I had a hard time driving home; I felt drunk. Or drugged. I popped a couple more pills and am hoping I'll be able to make it through the night. I only got three hours sleep last night because of the first migraine of the week.
The DVR is a genius invention - it has forever changed my life. I haven't seen a commercial I didn't want to see in several years. With that though, comes missing important information like season premiers of my favorite TV shows. I am a huge fan of the West Wing. I waited for the last season to premier with baited breath wanting to know if Jimmy Smits would become president. And I waited. And waited. And waited. And then I asked my friends if anyone knew when the new season would be starting. That's when my sister Jenny told me that the show was 6 weeks into the new season. SIX WEEKS?! And I had missed it. All because my DVR didn't know to record it because I didn't tell it to because I didn't know that it was back on because I had stopped watching commercials.
And it almost happened again. Until Jenny - once again - looked after her big sister and came to my rescue. It appears tonight is the season premier of the new season of Project Runway. Off to set my DVR!!!
Make it work!
Yes, we're STILL talking about updating the kitchen. No, we have not made any progress on that front.
There are a couple of issues as to why.
1. Time - we don't have it.
2. Money - we want more of it.
3. Indecision - I'm filled with it.
Our cabinets are white and we are thrilled with how much they've lightened up the room. Our new appliances are great and have really updated the space (except the rerigerator, which we never photograph because it's ecru and ugly and doesn't function all that well for our needs and I am hoping it stops working at some point so that we will be forced to get a new one). But that's all we've done.
We need to decide what we're doing about countertops - keep the white ceramic tile and just re-grout, tear it out entirely and go with butcher block, suck it up by admitting this is not our forever house and go with laminate? So many options and we don't know what to do. We do know that it has to change though because bleaching it every 3 months is simply not working.
And a backsplash - we have two ideas here: beadboard and subway tiles. Both in bright, gleaming white.
We also need to install a fan because our microhood sucks at actually sucking any smoke ... anywhere, actually.
The floor stays because even though it's ugly, it works. And it hides an abundance of cooking sins.
So what's left?
And then I saw this kitchen on Leah's More Ways to Waste Time blog and I knew I'd found my inspiration (Alan tells me though that I need to feel inspired about the backyard this weekend, so kitchen projects will have to wait until at least NEXT weekend.)
We've tried the Alton Brown method of spice rackery and it just hasn't worked out so well for us. I think a trip to Ikea is in order to grab some of these Grundtal shelves. We've used pieces of this system in the past and I've been fairly pleased with it, so I think this is a good way to move forward.
And there it is - the chalkboard wall picture I've been looking for ... forever ... to show just how gorgeous this element can be in a room. This is EXACTLY what I had in mind for it but could not articulate well enough so that others could understand my vision. A picture is worth a thousand words, no? So yeah, we're definitely commencing with the chalkboard project at some point in the near future.
A couple of months back I realized that we hadn't seen any of the movies we wanted to in 2007 so I started making a list and have been adding them to the DVR as they get aired on HBO, Showtime, Starz or Encore. Last night we finally got around to watching The Prestige. I wanted to like it, really. And yet, I didn't. In fact, I thought the ending was really a let down. And Scarlett Johanssen, while gorgeous, could not act her way out of a paper bag, I'm sure of it.
One of my favorite things to do on the weekend is to jump on the internet and look at what open houses The Grubb Company is hosting on Sunday. I've been doing this since we lived in Pennsylvania, so well over 6 years now. Today I found my dream home.
Magical updated Mediterranean in Oakmore; unsurpassed architectural details, sleek modern flair. Newer eat in kitchen w/sub zero and stainless appliances. Large media room off kitchen. Grand living room, coved ceilings, coveted private street dead ends to trails and creek.
2,240 Est. Sq. Ft.
[Side note: Clearly I don't need 5 bedrooms and I really can't afford a million dollar house; that's why it's called a dream home, I guess]
It reminds me - on a much larger scale - of a house we looked at when we were looking to buy our first house in the east bay. It was in a part of town called Idora Park (just a couple of blocks from here, incidentally), had a gorgeously manicured back yard and in-tact Spanish Mediterranean details, but it also had serious foundation and wood rot issues so we decided to not even put an offer in on the place. Good thing because it ended up going at the very top of our price range and we would have lost out anyway.