The Manor Pool, Sandals Ocho Rios
Originally uploaded by apg.
Just thought I'd share a picture Andy took of the pool...in Jamaica...remember what I said about envy?
Monday, May 23, 2005
Monday, May 02, 2005
Sheet
So I went shopping the other day and bought some sheets for our bed. Dull as toast, right? Not quite. We have a pillow-top mattress. Which makes buying sheets a little more difficult. Even if the package says "deep pockets", it doesn't guarantee that the sheets will fit on the bed. So I've taken to looking for sheets that specifically say "fits mattresses up to 15 inches" or bigger. Otherwise the sheets pop off the corners of the bed at the most bizarre times during the night, leaving me to wake up rolled up snuggly in comforter, sheet, fitted sheet, and part of the mattress cover all in one.
Finding sheets this large not only is difficult, but can be absurdly expensive, so for the most part I try to buy sheets at department store discount stores. Unfortunately, this also means selection can be limited.
I finally found after searching, what I considered to be cute sheets. The right size, reasonably priced, and they were striped sheets. I like stripes. These were striped with pastel teal, lavendar, a light yellow and green, and red and orange. A bit Jamaican in flavor almost, in tribute of our upcoming trip.
Perfect.
Until Andy saw them.
He seriously thought they were a joke, claimed they were so loud he wouldn't be able to sleep, that his sore back from the past three nights is a direct result of the sheets, that they look like clown sheets, in fact they look like they should be "Bozo the Clown's underpants."
If I hadn't been laughing so hard at his reaction, I might have been offended. As it is, the sheets are here to stay.
So I went shopping the other day and bought some sheets for our bed. Dull as toast, right? Not quite. We have a pillow-top mattress. Which makes buying sheets a little more difficult. Even if the package says "deep pockets", it doesn't guarantee that the sheets will fit on the bed. So I've taken to looking for sheets that specifically say "fits mattresses up to 15 inches" or bigger. Otherwise the sheets pop off the corners of the bed at the most bizarre times during the night, leaving me to wake up rolled up snuggly in comforter, sheet, fitted sheet, and part of the mattress cover all in one.
Finding sheets this large not only is difficult, but can be absurdly expensive, so for the most part I try to buy sheets at department store discount stores. Unfortunately, this also means selection can be limited.
I finally found after searching, what I considered to be cute sheets. The right size, reasonably priced, and they were striped sheets. I like stripes. These were striped with pastel teal, lavendar, a light yellow and green, and red and orange. A bit Jamaican in flavor almost, in tribute of our upcoming trip.
Perfect.
Until Andy saw them.
He seriously thought they were a joke, claimed they were so loud he wouldn't be able to sleep, that his sore back from the past three nights is a direct result of the sheets, that they look like clown sheets, in fact they look like they should be "Bozo the Clown's underpants."
If I hadn't been laughing so hard at his reaction, I might have been offended. As it is, the sheets are here to stay.
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Coffee
Somehow I've become a coffee drinker. I used to get a cup once in a while and suddenly it's become an every day sort of thing. Maybe it's because the coffee area is now immediately across from my desk. Maybe it's because caffeine really is addictive.
Whatever it is...now I can't get through the morning without a cup.
Somehow I've become a coffee drinker. I used to get a cup once in a while and suddenly it's become an every day sort of thing. Maybe it's because the coffee area is now immediately across from my desk. Maybe it's because caffeine really is addictive.
Whatever it is...now I can't get through the morning without a cup.
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Come to Jamaica
After a LONG and painful process, we've booked our vacation. For those that don't know the back story here's where we had looked at going, in the order that we researched them:
Scotland
Puerto Rico
Cancun, Mexico
Riviera Maya, Mexico
Aruba
Bermuda
British Virgin Islands
US Virgin Islands
Puerto Rico (I know I listed it before, we considered again)
Jamaica
St. Lucia
and finally...Jamaica
You may go ahead and envy me now.
After a LONG and painful process, we've booked our vacation. For those that don't know the back story here's where we had looked at going, in the order that we researched them:
Scotland
Puerto Rico
Cancun, Mexico
Riviera Maya, Mexico
Aruba
Bermuda
British Virgin Islands
US Virgin Islands
Puerto Rico (I know I listed it before, we considered again)
Jamaica
St. Lucia
and finally...Jamaica
You may go ahead and envy me now.
Monday, April 18, 2005
Become one with the Jello
So this past Saturday I had a massage. A lovely, hour-long, swedish massage. I haven't had one in over a year and every time I promise myself I won't let it go as long again without getting one.
I walked in and met my masseuse, Katherine. I asked her to work the middle of my back since it's been bugging me. As soon as she got to those muscles she clucked and said are these the ones that hurt. I guess they must have been a little tight. Then she pressed down and said how's the pressure. It was good and I told her so. THEN she pressed harder and started working those muscles in my back until the tears started making my vision blurry. Just at the point where I thought I'd have to tell her, she stopped. Everything went along fine after that. When I stood up after an hour I found that I had become Jello.
It's good to be Jello. We should all become one with the Jello
So this past Saturday I had a massage. A lovely, hour-long, swedish massage. I haven't had one in over a year and every time I promise myself I won't let it go as long again without getting one.
I walked in and met my masseuse, Katherine. I asked her to work the middle of my back since it's been bugging me. As soon as she got to those muscles she clucked and said are these the ones that hurt. I guess they must have been a little tight. Then she pressed down and said how's the pressure. It was good and I told her so. THEN she pressed harder and started working those muscles in my back until the tears started making my vision blurry. Just at the point where I thought I'd have to tell her, she stopped. Everything went along fine after that. When I stood up after an hour I found that I had become Jello.
It's good to be Jello. We should all become one with the Jello
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
It's so unfair!!
Andy got to meet the Homestar Runner Guys at SXSW yesterday.
I'm so jealous I could spit.
Andy got to meet the Homestar Runner Guys at SXSW yesterday.
I'm so jealous I could spit.
Monday, March 14, 2005
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Owowowowowow
So, it's been a little while since I've been on a bike. About 7 years actually, aside from the Bike the Bridge thing we did in San Francisco.
I got a new bike for Christmas, it's pretty damn cool, and today since it's nice I talked Andy into a quick ride around the lake.
I was a little wobbly at first, but not too bad off, except for right now. I'd forgotten all about the sore rump muscles from the SF biking expedition. I remember them now.
Vividly.
So, it's been a little while since I've been on a bike. About 7 years actually, aside from the Bike the Bridge thing we did in San Francisco.
I got a new bike for Christmas, it's pretty damn cool, and today since it's nice I talked Andy into a quick ride around the lake.
I was a little wobbly at first, but not too bad off, except for right now. I'd forgotten all about the sore rump muscles from the SF biking expedition. I remember them now.
Vividly.
Ooops disappeared again
Sorry about the lack of posts again. I've gotten a new job at work, bit of a promotion actually. But in the meantime I still have to do my old job, along with half of another woman's because she doesn't have access to everything she needs yet. And our office is moving floors, which means my boss wanted help with the floor plans, and it's performance appraisal time which I've always helped out with in the past...
You get the point don't you?
Anyway the good news is the promotion...and that my replacement is coming, she'll be here in 21 days, and she's totally awesome. Her name's Laura too, how confusing will th>at be??? I already feel like I'm talking to myself when I send her an email. Hopefully though it'll make for an easy transition for my team. Whenever they need something now they just yell "Hey, Laura!" They won't even have to break the habit.
Sorry about the lack of posts again. I've gotten a new job at work, bit of a promotion actually. But in the meantime I still have to do my old job, along with half of another woman's because she doesn't have access to everything she needs yet. And our office is moving floors, which means my boss wanted help with the floor plans, and it's performance appraisal time which I've always helped out with in the past...
You get the point don't you?
Anyway the good news is the promotion...and that my replacement is coming, she'll be here in 21 days, and she's totally awesome. Her name's Laura too, how confusing will th>at be??? I already feel like I'm talking to myself when I send her an email. Hopefully though it'll make for an easy transition for my team. Whenever they need something now they just yell "Hey, Laura!" They won't even have to break the habit.
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