No More Turkey!

It was pretty darn hard to get up at 7 a.m. this morning for work after four days of rest and relaxation. As always when I HAVE TO get up against my will, my bed was at its best- warm, soft... like a trap meant to keep me in a coma.

The drive to the train station was the same as always, except with a lot more honking at traffic lights. That is something I will never understand- people who honk at you while you're at a RED traffic light. Why honk? The light is red. Red means STOP and DON'T MOVE. What do you want the person in front of you to do? Press a button on their dashboard that makes helicopter propellers spring out of the moon roof so that they may fly right over the light? Sure, let me reach for that button STAT, jerk off. Yes, IT IS Monday... complete with Turkey Day leftovers.

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On a brighter note, Erik and I thought we should at least attempt to host one holiday event at our small, yet humble abode before the year comes to a close. Our space is so limited, however, that we can't even put up decorations of any kind(which makes me feel sad inside, since I adore holiday decorations), so while our place won't look festive, at least we can invite, say, five whole people!

We're thinking of hosting a small New Year's gathering, but the idea is still up in the air. We might not get to do it at all, and just end up at my aunt's house like last year, but at least we're attempting to plan it. Kind of how we attempted to plan a housewarming party, a Halloween party and a pre-Turkey Day gathering. None of the plans came to fruition, however. We just don't have the apartment looking the way we want it (or rather how I want it- Erik couldn't care less).

I know it's normal. We're just starting out, afterall. They say the first few months of being on your own are the toughest, and they aren't lying. We have experienced quite a few bumps in the road financially since August, but we're coping and surviving. Thank God for our familes and for each other... and for our cat, who keeps us laughing.

So, internet, who went shopping on Black Friday? I stayed away from malls.

Now, the time of year I dread is upon me: Christmas Shopping! *horror movie music and a scream*

Christmas Shopping Poll: You: A) haven't even started yet.
B) You have bought some gifts.
C) You're all done.

If you chose C, I envy you. -_-

Radio Contest Win & Beowulf

Erik was one of the first 50 callers on a radio show contest and we won a free weekend getaway to Orlando, including two passes to any Orlando theme park of our choice! How exciting! I can't wait to receive the travel package in the mail and book our trip. I've never managed to get through to any radio station when they have contests. Erik was just sitting in the car and heard the contest and the number, grabbed his cellphone, dialed and WHUALA!!

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We just got back from the movies. After we had left Walmart, Erik said he didn't feel like being at home, so I suggested stopping in at the movie theater right next door to check what movies were playing and the times. We saw that Beowulf was going to start in 45 minutes, so we bought tickets, snacks and went in.

I have to say that the movie wasn't bad. I really enjoyed it. It's all CGI, but some parts look so real, you almost forget that you aren't seeing real people or places. The story became a bit...lackluster towards the end, but it wasn't a bad movie. We felt we got our money's worth.

Anyone else seen Beowulf? What was your take on it?

OH! And who else is excited as all hell to see Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street??!?!?!?!?! I am so PUMPED to see that. Imagine- a rated R Tim Burton film. I was shocked when Erik pointed it out. I was too busy drooling over Johnny Depp on the movie poster to notice the R rating way down in the bottom left corner. It said the reason for the rating was due to "Bloody Graphic Violence." The movie will be released Christmas day. I am absolutely beside myself with glee. I love Burton's work and I love Depp. Oh boy, I can't wait!

We saw the trailer before Beowulf, and I realized that a percentage of the latest Harry Potter movie's cast is in it. To be exact: the actors/actress who play Severus Snape, Bellatrix Lestrange, and Peter Pettigrew a.k.a. Wormtail. That Wormtail man is one ugly fellow. He really does look like a rat.

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What are your Thanksgiving plans? Erik and I will be going to my parents' house for dinner and dessert. We might also stop in at his mom's house if she doesn't go out.

I hope everyone has a happy Thanksgving holiday. Stay safe and eat lots of turkey and pie.

Bored, Me Is

Hello, Internet!

Me, bored much today. Bored you? Know not why decide write this like. Fun it is. Yoda like, this like. Keep talking this like.

Work me today. No good. Work like not. Vacation want forever. Lots type. Internet surf much. Weather normal back to. Dislike much. Want weather cold to come. This weekend weather good come. Excited very much! Also, Friday tomorrow. Much happy for Friday.

Now you write me. Write this like. Today? Good you? Work/school good? Tell me you.

Bundle of Joy Postponed

The topic of children has been kicked around our house quite a bit lately. Erik and I have discussed our want for a baby, to start our little family- BUT, and it is indeed a big but, we know that we can't have a baby at this time. We are not financially stable, nor do we have the space for a child. Our apartment is very small, with only one bedroom, and that is just no way to go about raising a kid. I don't mean any offense to anyone out there who may be in that kind of situation, but my husband and I personally do not want that for ourselves or our baby.

We have decided to wait until we have our house in Georgia and our finances are under control. Once those two requirements have been met, we will begin trying to get pregnant. We're both excited at just the thought of becoming parents. I can't wait. Erik feels that two children would be perfect (a boy and girl), while I am hellbent on having three(two girls and a boy). Of course, I know that it's in God's hands, so we won't care too much as long as all of our offspring are born healthy and
mentally sound.

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A quick retraction: IKEA is Swedish, not Scandinavian. Apparently, I got confused due to the theme of their new catalog being "Scandinavian Modern." So, yeah, it's a Swedish company. Pardon the mistake.

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My birthday is rapidly approaching, and I have no clue what to do to celebrate it. I suppose I'll end up doing the whole dinner with friends thing, as I have done for the past two years or so. This city really doesn't match my personality. At all. I think this year I'll change it up a bit. I just suggested to Erik that ice skating might be a fun idea. I haven't been ice skating since early last year.

Any of you out there recently celebrate a birthday? If so, what did you do? If your birthday is still approaching, what do you have planned?

The 2nd Most Magical Place On Earth

I have finally become that "mom-type-grown-up," as I used to say back when I was a child. You know the type- they go to stores like Marshalls and Mikasa and nearly orgasm over that gorgeous hand-painted juice pitcher they just found. They have more fun shopping for their kitchen than for their bodies. That's what I considered a "mom-type."

That mom-type persona has been boiling under my surfaces for a while now, since I have my own apartment and all, but it hadn't really occured to me just how much like a mom-type I have become. Yesterday, the mom-type monster fully catapulted out of the water and beached itself forever... in other words, I visited IKEA.

They finally opened one in Sunrise, Florida. I couldn't quite grasp the excitement around me, until my friend described the showrooms and I glimpsed their online catalog. I liked what I saw, so I accepted my best friend's invitation to go to the massive Showroom/Self-serve warehouse.

The second I stepped in was like five-year-old me walking into Disney World for the first time. I gasped over and over at all the wonderful furniture sets and decor ideas and color schemes. Had anyone just recorded audio, you'd have thought I was either hyperventilating or getting some, because the gasping would NOT STOP. The biggest gasps of all were due to the extraordinarily LOW, as in CHEAP, PRICES!!! I was beyond the state of awe. My eyes had glazed over and I'd become an IKEA drone.

Since I had gone with no money to buy anything, it was torture. I wanted so many things to make my home cozy. Oh, it was awful. At one point, I didn't want to round the next corner, because everything was just so goddamned WONDERFUL!!!!

I am going to go ahead and guess that they just might run Rooms To Go out of business. That's how low IKEA's prices are. They have stainless steel refrigerators for $699. A gorgeous coffee table there is $179, compared to Rooms To Go's $300-$400 for a coffee table.

Next paycheck, I'm going to blow it all in IKEA.

Thank you, Norway, for your Scandinavian Modern style and handy organizational skills.

Cold Front & Parking Blunders

Since I live in Miami, we rarely get to enjoy cold weather here, due to the evil bitch called "Global Warming." So, to our surprise, Saturday night was cool. Sunday was even better and this morning was very nice. Supposedly a cold front has decided to visit, and while it isn't cold, the change in the air feels fantastic. There isn't any humidity about- reason enough for me to dance and sing in the streets.


Erik and I took a stroll down to a corner ice cream parlor the other night, enjoying the cool night air and the quiet streets. A backyard facing the street along the way was home to two adorable dogs- one a white puppy with big blue eyes. They were both friendly and I pet them. They licked my hand, dying for affection and attention, the poor dears.


The stroll was short-lived, but nice. I can't wait to move and enjoy strolls through nice neighborhoods every evening, or relaxation on my front porch, with a cup of tea and some cookies or pie. Erik feels the same. Hialeah is just all wrong for us.


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This morning, as we pulled out of our parking space and headed down the street to turn onto the main avenue, a huge black pickup truck sat horizontally on the street, blocking the enitre street. It's driver door was open and there was no one in it. Turns out the owner had forgotten something in his home and had run back into the house.


My beef: Why on earth would you act as if you're the only resident on the block? How did the thought that it is in no way okay to leave your car in the MIDDLE OF THE ROAD not surface in that man's mind?


Erik and I had to wait until the man came back out, got in his truck and turned and got out of the way so that we could head to work. I was pissed. My exact words: "Are you kidding me? Is that truck empty? Okay, so this guy thinks it's all good in the 'hood now? He suddenly owns the block? Yeah, next time he pulls this stunt, he'll be getting a visit from the Dade County sheriff's office."


Erik didn't say a word. Besides the fact that I am not a morning person, I do not tolerate inconsiderate people. When someone does something like that guy did this morning, I am not nice AT ALL. I could care less that he waved and smiled. He was blocking the road, which could have been a major hazard had there been some kind of emergency and people couldn't get by. No, no, no, no. No tolerance.


Mark my words- he does that shit again, and I will call the cops on his stupid ass.