Tuesday, February 28, 2006

My cats are brilliant!

She said sarcastically... So, I've been very good about scooping the litter box here and changing it alltogether very frequently so one can imagine my confusion when all I could smell was cat pee. I could not for the life of me figure out why. Until today. I went to change the litter and inspect the situation further and found out that the pair of them had been peeing up against the back of the box and it was leaking through the crack where the top half and bottom half of the box meet. There was pee all over the floor behind the box. Yummy. Don't you all want cats now? Anyway, situation remedied. Hopefully.

What a week


As most everyone knows by now, my friend Melanie from NC visited me last week. We had quite an action packed, fun filled week. It was really nice having someone here to play with for a while but I really have to learn how to balance keeping the flat clean while people are here. I'm STILL catching up on laundry and other misc. tidying up. Which is why I'm going to cop out and let the photos tell the story... I'm too damn busy! You may notice there's no "Day 3". One word: recovery. Take a look at Day 2 and you'll see why.

Day 1
Day 2
Day 4
Day 5
Day 6
Day 7
Day 8

Monday, February 27, 2006

File under: Only been in London for a few months and already rode in a police van and got taken "downtown"

Well, it's not what you may be thinking right now but it still happened! Long story short - a bunch of us were at this Irish bar in Central London on Friday night, having a grand time, being jolly, laughing, dancing, etc. All the sudden, this drunk belligerent dude tries to start something with one of the guys in our group (who, by the way, is one of the nicest, least likely to ever get in a bar brawl kind of guys I know) and hauls off and punches him. The bouncers are quick to come over and remove him, pin him down in an alley outside next to the bar, and tell us the police are on their way. (We find out later that the guy also punched one of the bar security guys. Smart.) The police arrive, ask us to come to the station to give a statement, and then load us up in the paddywagon! Fun! The officer even turned on the blue lights for us - just for added effect. While we were waiting to give our statements at the station, we asked one of the officers if we could take some pics with the hats and stuff since, with any luck, we'd never be in a London police station again. They were really nice and let us do it!

Here's the "having a grand time, being jolly, laughing, dancing" bit...


And at the station... Real evidence bags!


Hopefully, my first, last and only time wearing a Loncon police hat.



Stay tuned for pictures and stories of my friend Melanie's visit!

Friday, February 24, 2006

I missed out on my chance to become a real live princess!


Today, Mel and I went to Windsor Palace, about 30 mins outside of London. When we arrived the "Union Jack" flag was flying which meant the Queen was not in residence at the time (She splits her time between Buckingham and Windsor - usually spending weekends at Windsor). We went in, toured the palace, and when we came out, the "Royal Standard" flag was flying, which meant she had arrived while we were in there! Well we thought THAT was cool. Little did we know...

As we were walking down the path to visit the chapel, one of the guards stopped us and asked if we recognized the people we had just walked past. We said no and he smiled and said that Sarah Ferguson and Princes William and Harry had just walked by and were on their way to visit the Queen. They were walking with two plain-clothes policemen so we didn't even notice them! Arrrggggghhhhhh! We strolled by about 3 feet away from them and didn't even know it. All my dreams of becoming a princess just vanished before my eyes.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Mission Mraz Parts 2 and 3 complete


Mission 2: Get on the front row. Check.
Mission 3: Meet Jason. Check and check.

We did it. Our hard work and freezing our chops off paid off. We met Mr. A-Z last night. After a great show (which we saw from a particularly good vantage point as the photo below will illustrate), we hung out in the freezing cold in the hopes of a quick encounter with the object of our affection. Well worth it.


Another highlight of the evening was when Jason came over to the side of the stage where we were and was right in front of me and he bent down to read our sign that said "We came all the way from NC to see you Jason". And after he read it, his eyebrows shot up and he looked smack at me. I nearly keeled over. I'll post more pics of both shows later (after I have time to upload them onto Image Station) but couldn't resist sharing this right away.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Time's a wastin'

My friend Melanie is here and we're so busy we've not yet had time to stop and write about all our adventures but last night was note worthy. We went to see Jason Mraz and James Blunt last night and ended up meeting Jason's band. We were also right up front for the show so I got some crazy good video clips of Jason performing. I'll post pics later... We're going to see Jason headlining tonight and we plan to have even better pics and video. And we are so meeting Jason tonight. We're in good with his band so Mission Mraz Phase 2 begins now.

Thursday, February 16, 2006

My not-so-secret admirer

My friend Catherine's dog, Reebok, has quite an affinity for me. Whenever I go to her house, he's always all up in my grill and apparently, he's not like that with anyone else. So, it became a running joke that Reebok thought I was his girlfriend. Catherine, being the laugh-a-minute that she is, sent me this little Valentine:



I love having funny friends.

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

My first European birthday

Instead of staying in Bath for the rest of the day on Monday, we decided to come back to London and do some stuff here. Jason took me for a ride on the London Eye - the big ferris wheel on the Thames river.

So, we walked around a bit and took some tourist-y photos of Big Ben and Parliament, then rode the Eye, then strolled over what I thought was the Millenium Bridge (you know since that pier is called the Millenium Pier) but later realized it wasn't, and walked through Chelsea back to the flat.

Then we got ready for diner. Jason took me to this really hip little Thai place called the Sugar Hut. It has the coolest decor and you have to ring the bell to get in! After a great dinner, I had a Krispy Kreme donut with a candle in it. I can't think of a better way to cap off the day.

The view as we were walking towards the Eye

I took this while we were queueing to get on

During the ride

Deciding what to wish for


Me smelling the rose Jason got me (since he's not allowed to buy me roses on Valentine's Day)


And me thinking it would be funny to act like I went crazy and ate it

The trip to Bath


For my birthday weeekend, Jason took me on a trip to a beautiful little town in the English countryside called Bath. For anyone who doesn't know, it's called Bath because (long story short) the Romans settled there and discovered the natural hot springs and built temples around them. It was a really beautiful place. Everywhere we looked seemed like a postcard. We stayed at the gorgeous Dukes Hotel and did lots and lots of stuff - the Bath Abbey, the Roman Baths, had a pint at the oldest pub in Bath, the Jane Austen Center, had a famous Sally Lunn Bun at the oldest house in Bath, Bath this, Bath that, everywhere a Bath Bath... We also had some amazing dinners at the Cavendish (the Dukes Hotel's restaurant) and at the Moon and Sixpence. Anyhoo, we took lots of pics and they tell the story better than I do so here they are.

Trip to Bath - February 2006

Monday, February 13, 2006

It's my birfday! Can I get a whoop whoop?

I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who posted b-day messages or sent me cards and e-cards. Jason took me to Bath for the weekend and it was really great. I'll be posting about that (w/ lots of pictures) tomorrow probably... Now, he's getting ready to take me out for my official birfday dinner at The Sugar Hut - a really cool, hip Thai place. More tomorrow!

Friday, February 10, 2006

When's the last time you were offered a massage in a bar?

Last night, we met up with another couple at a bar in Notting Hill called Mook. We're having a very normal evening, having a bottle of wine, chatting amicably, laughing, etc. Out of nowhere, a girl walks up to our table and says "I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation but I was wondering if any of you might be interested in a shoulder massage to relieve your workday stress?" All of us kind of looked at each other wide-eyed, no one knowing what to say really, and finally we all just sort of started shaking our heads no. I will count that among the top 5 strangest things that have ever happened to me in a bar.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

They're here!!!


The babies arrived this afternoon! They were completely skeeved out when they got here (Elwin was hiding at the back of his kennel under a blanket) but seem to be acclimating to the flat ok. They've been very exploratory - sniffing everything out. Well, Elwin has actually been trying to burrow under anything that's not nailed down...




Wednesday, February 08, 2006

I've been tagged!

I was tagged by Kim, so here are my answers!

Four bizarre jobs I have held and the length of time I lasted and how I left:

Waitress at a diner-type-place
My grandma owned a little restaurant and my first job (before I could even drive) was waitressing there on Saturday mornings. I don't guess I ever formally "quit" since it was my grandma's place. I just kind of came and went as I pleased.

Waitress at a diner/blue grass music joint
This lasted all of one whole shift that was actually a training session. I called and told them I got another job and I wouldn't be back. I could feel the grease coming out of my pores and the majority of patrons didn't have enough teeth to actually chew the food they ordered. Nice place!

Claire's Boutiques
I worked there for my Sophomore year of high school. I could not get over the fact that we had to pierce babies ears and I always made myself "otherwise occupied" - usually in the stock room - when one of those came in. My mom quit this job on my behalf because I was working there one night when it began to snow and the manager wouldn't let me leave even though my dad kept calling to tell me the roads seemed to be getting bad. When I fianlly left, I ended up getting in a horrendous car accident that left me temporarily unconscious in a creek bank and ended with ump-teen staples in my scalp. My mom called Claire's the next day to tell my manager that I wouldn't be coming in because I was bed-ridden for a few days. When my mom told her why, all she could say was "Well, when will she be coming back to work?" My mom told her "a week from next NEVER" and that was that.

UNCG Annual Fund
My first job at college was an on-campus gig that had me calling alumni and asking them to donate money to the school. It was (according to a brochure at the job fair) the highest paying on-campus job. You can all imagine how most of those calls went: "Hi, my name is Heather and I'm calling from the UNCG annual fund and we were hoping you may be willing to pledge a donation to the universty." "Well, Heather, let me tell you something. I'm still up to my 3rd ass in student loans and I haven't been able to get a job with this worthless piece of paper UNCG gave me for slaving away for 4 years and charged me roughly $50,000 for when you comound the interest. So, if UNCG wants the last few dimes I have left of my check from Applebee's after buying a couple of packs of Ramen Noodles, then you tell them to come and get it. I'll be waiting for them." "Okay sir! Well thank you very much for your time. I hope you have a wonderful evening and enjoy your Ramen!" I worked there for one semester and just didn't go back the next one.


Four movies I can watch over and over:
Moulin Rouge
Clueless
Legally Blonde
Breakfast at Tiffany's

Four places I've liked :
Italy (I can't narrow down to one city - the whole trip was amazing)
Nafplio, Greece
London
Charleston, SC

Four TV shows I like:
Nip/Tuck
Desperate Housewives
Lost
American Idol

Four Family Vacations I've been on:
NC beaches (with my fam and Jason's many many times over the years)
*my family really only ever went to the beach when I was growing up so I'll branch out to other trips I took in High School*
Disney World
Washington DC
New York

Four of my favorite fast food dishes:
McDonald's Cheeseburger All American Meal - this is a little known secret meal that's never on the menu but some of them have it if you ask for it. One cheeseburger, small fries, small drink. Perfect size.
Wendy's Single Combo with cheese, onions, and mayo with sweet tea
Bojangle's Cajun Chicken Biscuit Combo with sweet tea
3 hot dogs, all the way but no slaw from Yum Yum's in Greensboro, NC

Four sites I visit daily:
The Superficial
Go Fug Yourself
Popsugar
Pro Sports Daily: Boston Red Sox

Four places I would rather be right now:
Somewhere sunny and warm and sandy with very blue water
At a Cowboy Mouth or Better Than Ezra concert - it's been a few months too long since the last one...
In a pedicure chair or massage table at Bliss Spas
In our fluffy white feather bed with white down comforter and white plump pillows

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

For no reason at all


Jason came home with these tonight. "Why?", you may be asking yourself. No reason. How great is my husband?

Our nieces

We talked to our niece Katie last night on the phone and it made me remember that I hadn't yet posted about our weekend visit with them while we were in NC. Well, I use the term "talked" very loosely, because Katie had just sat down to a "Chick-a-Lay" (that's Chick-Fil-A for those of you who don't speak "Katie" fluently) dinner and not much comes between her and her nuggets these days. We did manage a couple of sentences though in which she told us that she loves her nuggets and that she was having a chocolate brownie for dessert. Good enough for us.

And even though these are possibly the worst pictures ever taken of me, here they are...




Sunday, February 05, 2006

A banner week coming up!

Well, I'm finally on the uphill swing. I have been sooooooo sick since last Tuesday night and today was the first day that I've felt better. I actually felt well enough to leave the flat, which I hadn't done since last Monday. We went to Argos and got ourselves a "cat loo". Well, not ourselves really. Moreso for our cats who will be flying over to join us this week! I'm insanely excited. Our little family, back together again. We also got them a little scratching post and some very posh faux-mink beds. They're worth it though, don't you agree?




Also, I have a little getaway to look forward to. Jason is taking me to Bath (in the English countryside) for my birfday - which isn't till next Monday but we're leaving this Saturday and staying through Monday. Bath is supposed to be beautiful and we're booked at the most gorgeous hotel. I'm glad we're doing this. My birthday is going to be really weird this year, not being at home around my old friends and everything. But, even once the trip is over, I'll still have something else exciting happening - my friend Melanie is coming to visit. Whoop whoop! I've alerted the authorities already.


Wanted: For making fake Carolina Panthers jerseys. "Mom, can you pleath stharpen my color penthils for sthool tomorrow? And make thure my fake Panthers jerthey ith clean? Thanths!"

Friday, February 03, 2006

Philosophy of life

Well, I don't know why I think anyone cares about any of this but I decided that since I am virtually on my death bed (curses on whatever nasty virus has seeped its way into my bloodstream), I would make a list of all my beliefs that make me me. You know, for future generations to study when I die. Tomorrow.

I believe that microwave popcorn and ice cream is a balanced meal.
I believe that designer jeans are not a luxury, but a necessity.
I believe in shopping at H&M for the trendy stuff.
I believe that most all questions in life can be answered by an episode of Sex and the City.
I believe that Red Sox baseball is a religion, not a hobby.
I believe that Tyra Banks should be wacked about the head with a 2x4.
I believe in reading one book per month - and that half of them should be mindless chick-lit.
I believe in dancing to Gwen Stefani while housecleaning.
I believe in bi-weekly manicures and monthly pedicures.
I believe that a gift card is a good gift, not a cop-out.
I believe every girl should own one piece of jewelry from Tiffany.
I believe that live music is essential to one's mental health.
I believe in eating fast food once a week.
I believe that Reece Witherspoon and I are destined to be best friends.
I believe that cashmere is worth every penny.
I believe in listening to one new band/artist every week.
I believe that reality tv is god's gift to me.
I believe in printing the photos you take with your digital camera.
I believe that Clay Aiken was robbed by a no-talent chubby dude.
I believe that fake Burberry prints should be outlawed.
I believe that fruit is not dessert.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

The Workout Mistress is Back In

When I went to the gym Monday, I realized that I had inadvertently put the wrong playlist on my iPod. Bummer. Or so I thought. I put on a different playlist and found some hidden gems to get my behind moving. So I'd like to ammend my earlier list (which can be found here) and add the following songs:

Directions - Josh Rouse
How Do You Tell Someone - Cowboy Mouth
Curbside Prophet - Jason Mraz
My Doorbell - The White Stripes
Laid - Better Than Ezra
Hazy Shade of Winter - The Bangles
Love of My Life - Cowboy Mouth
Bad Day - R.E.M.
Fell in Love With a Girl - The White Stripes
Girlfriend - Matthew Sweet
Tripping - Robbie Williams (Apparently, liking Robbie makes me officially British. Seriouly, that's the main qualification when they dole out passports.)
Buddy Holly - Weezer
The Middle - Jimmy Eat World
Ballad of Cowboy Mouth - Cowboy Mouth (duh)
Rock and Roll Queen - The Subways
Boyfriend - Ashlee Simpson (I don't want to hear one word about this, people. Everyone is allowed a guilty pleasure or two.)
Jenny Says - Cowboy Mouth
These Boots are Made for Walkin' - Jessica Simpson (Yes, I'm aware that this is a ho-rendous cover but it's excellent chick-power-I-love-my-body music. "Can I get a hand clap, for the way I work my back?". Lyrics don't get better than that folks.)