Apparently, I am already old enough (or at least act like I'm 90) because I totally forgot where I was going w/ my train of thought from the last post. Ironic, right? Seems I should NOT do the 2 part posts unless I write down part 2 after posting part 1.
So how about something totally different. Like this! I know that people are all "oh it's so COLD outside" and "I'm SO not ready for summer to be over"...but secretly, I'm so damn excited for Fall I can hardly contain myself. I can't wait to bust out lightweight sweaters and sweatshirts w/ capris. I love the weather where it's just brisk enough that you need long sleeves but not too cold that you can't still get away with flip flops.
This morning felt like fall. When my alarm went off there was a cool crispness to the air in the bedroom. I cuddled under the covers and hit snooze and just relished in the fall air. When I walked out to the car, dew had covered the windows! And on my walk into work today, it smelled like fall. That's my favorite. I LOVE the way the air smells when seasons change. I've been smelling bonfires in the air. Spring smells like fresh cut grass. Summer is all coconutty and sun screen smelling. And winter smells like freezing.
I realized this morning - I'm a big fan of seasons changing. I love when we get a new one. Blame it on my mild ADD.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Grow up.
I realized two things this weekend, I'm too old for this shit and I need to grow up! I know, slightly contradictory, I will explain.
This past weekend was the Bachelorette party for the future Mrs. Choih-Faue (just love that last name). We gathered up at a beautiful condo about 3 hours north of the Twin Cities (more or less depending on how lost you got). The greater majority of my good female friends from MN were there (spare a few special ones) so I was really excited to spend an entire weekend with them, kick back and relax. We got up there around dinner time on Friday night and turns out the rest of the attendees got there around 1:00 p.m. and drinking commenced at that time. So - never liking to start the night behind, I mixed a drink and started in on the evening. Let it be said, I rarely get DRUNK. I drink, but very little, and usually just wine or beer. So when I decided I'd be drinking vodka for the night...well actually I'm quite certain that was the only thought. I'm drinking vodka for the night.
With very little exaggeration, I may have had 5 drinks. They were stiff drinks and definitely drinks with more booze than mixer in them, but I had 5 drinks total. Not only was I the 2nd one to bed (and by, "to bed" I mean, I hit my proverbial wall and decided it was time for passing out), I also puked the next morning...because in my age, I'm less able to drink, not even copious amounts, but amounts, without being hungover as hell the next day.
Oh, and in said hangover, I'm always 95% sure I am going to die and 100% sure I'll never let a drop of alcohol hit my lips again. I'm the BIGGEST baby ever when I'm hungover, and if I get sick - forget it, run, as fast as you can in the opposite direction because I am about to become the most obnoxiously annoying person you've ever met. Oh, and I get stupid. Like can't function through normal daily tasks stupid. (This usually hits on day 2 of the hangover, because why wouldn't they last for 2 days. And Rebecca can totally attest to this as I struggled trying to check into my flight. Seriously - you'd think I was a foreign exchange student (complete w/ lack of showering and a bra -this would be a normal daily task I completely forgot about) using an airport for the first time).
So anyways - after the super sweet quality time I spent w/ the toilet, I postponed joining the rest of the ladies on the boat for an hour or two and did a little nappy time. Ate 7 tortilla chips and basically a shot of sprite (didn't want to over do it, I tend to get over zealous when I think I feel better and then end up ralphing 3 glasses of water, right back up!).
However, Saturday there was NO drinking. I didn't drink before the boat. I didn't drink on the boat, after the boat, with dinner, at the bar after dinner. I just did NOT drink again. Though I did have to keep reminding people that it's okay, I'm really fun when I'm sober! (Which I believe I proved Saturday night when I was "pretend drinking" - diet coke w/ a lime in the same glass the drinks came in - and was still a GREAT time).
Wow - this post got a lot longer than I was anticipating - I'll leave it at that for today. I'll leave it at the "I'm too old for this shit" part and I'll do the "grow the eff up" part tomorrow.
(side note: I had a GREAT time and was thrilled Sunday morning for not feeling like butt and was able to get up with enough time to have lunch w/ Rebecca! And I still did have a really good time on Saturday night - however, turns out dancing is NOT as easy when you're just pretend drinking. Pretend drinking = sober Angie dance moves, which we all know are no where near as hot as my drunk Angie moves.)
This past weekend was the Bachelorette party for the future Mrs. Choih-Faue (just love that last name). We gathered up at a beautiful condo about 3 hours north of the Twin Cities (more or less depending on how lost you got). The greater majority of my good female friends from MN were there (spare a few special ones) so I was really excited to spend an entire weekend with them, kick back and relax. We got up there around dinner time on Friday night and turns out the rest of the attendees got there around 1:00 p.m. and drinking commenced at that time. So - never liking to start the night behind, I mixed a drink and started in on the evening. Let it be said, I rarely get DRUNK. I drink, but very little, and usually just wine or beer. So when I decided I'd be drinking vodka for the night...well actually I'm quite certain that was the only thought. I'm drinking vodka for the night.
With very little exaggeration, I may have had 5 drinks. They were stiff drinks and definitely drinks with more booze than mixer in them, but I had 5 drinks total. Not only was I the 2nd one to bed (and by, "to bed" I mean, I hit my proverbial wall and decided it was time for passing out), I also puked the next morning...because in my age, I'm less able to drink, not even copious amounts, but amounts, without being hungover as hell the next day.
Oh, and in said hangover, I'm always 95% sure I am going to die and 100% sure I'll never let a drop of alcohol hit my lips again. I'm the BIGGEST baby ever when I'm hungover, and if I get sick - forget it, run, as fast as you can in the opposite direction because I am about to become the most obnoxiously annoying person you've ever met. Oh, and I get stupid. Like can't function through normal daily tasks stupid. (This usually hits on day 2 of the hangover, because why wouldn't they last for 2 days. And Rebecca can totally attest to this as I struggled trying to check into my flight. Seriously - you'd think I was a foreign exchange student (complete w/ lack of showering and a bra -this would be a normal daily task I completely forgot about) using an airport for the first time).
So anyways - after the super sweet quality time I spent w/ the toilet, I postponed joining the rest of the ladies on the boat for an hour or two and did a little nappy time. Ate 7 tortilla chips and basically a shot of sprite (didn't want to over do it, I tend to get over zealous when I think I feel better and then end up ralphing 3 glasses of water, right back up!).
However, Saturday there was NO drinking. I didn't drink before the boat. I didn't drink on the boat, after the boat, with dinner, at the bar after dinner. I just did NOT drink again. Though I did have to keep reminding people that it's okay, I'm really fun when I'm sober! (Which I believe I proved Saturday night when I was "pretend drinking" - diet coke w/ a lime in the same glass the drinks came in - and was still a GREAT time).
Wow - this post got a lot longer than I was anticipating - I'll leave it at that for today. I'll leave it at the "I'm too old for this shit" part and I'll do the "grow the eff up" part tomorrow.
(side note: I had a GREAT time and was thrilled Sunday morning for not feeling like butt and was able to get up with enough time to have lunch w/ Rebecca! And I still did have a really good time on Saturday night - however, turns out dancing is NOT as easy when you're just pretend drinking. Pretend drinking = sober Angie dance moves, which we all know are no where near as hot as my drunk Angie moves.)
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Random Thoughts
I got an e-mail forward today from a friend and while I'm usually VERY against them, she was right. It was DAMN funny.
Since I promised a fantastically witty and funny blog post today from work - here it is. I'm copying some of the funniest "random thoughts" from that e-mail and sharing them with you. Creative, I know.
Since I promised a fantastically witty and funny blog post today from work - here it is. I'm copying some of the funniest "random thoughts" from that e-mail and sharing them with you. Creative, I know.
- I wish Google Maps had an "avoide ghetto" routing option.
- Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
- Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the f*** was going on when I first saw it.
- Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
- Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.
- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.
- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
- Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!
- If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.
- Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from; this shouldn't be a problem....
Perhaps, if these were found as hilarious to you as they were to me, I'll do a part II tomorrow. Laugh on.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Blog, damn it.
I received the subject of this blog as a tweet today. And I do apologize to my loyal fans for the lack of posts - I promise, I don't intentionally leave big gaps between posts so I can wait for you to beg for posts so I know you're actually reading it...okay maybe I do a little (joking...but not really).
Friday - the ex-BF and I had an absolutely wonderful (second) first date. Our original goal was to be friends in the mean time of working on what needed to be worked on. Turns out it's much easier said than done to go from living together and talking marriage to just hanging out w/ your buddy. So we talked, and then we talked a little more, and then to change things up, we talked some more. Believe me, we've talked a buttload. And we decided we're just going to take things a little bit lighter and slower while things are being worked on. But rest assured, things are being worked on, I'm very happy with the decision made, and greatly enjoying what we've accomplished in a week and look forward to seeing the progress this time makes in our relationship.
So there's that.
Then this weekend, I'll be heading to MPLS for the bachelorette party of my very good friend Sae. I'm super excited to see some of my favorite lady pals this weekend and spend some quality time w/ them - sans boys. While we're doing girlie things at a relaxing cabin on the lake a few hours north of the twin cities, her fiance (and another great friend of mine) Jeremy will be taking his bachelor buddies in an RV down to Nashville. They have growing beards for the last month in preparation for the trip. I assure you three things:
1)they will be FAR more wild than we are
2) we are all very happy point #1 is true
3) I could NOT hang w/ that RV party for an entire weekend.
That's all for now - I can't think of anything else to write about now - I'll post something super fun and exciting tomorrow from work.
Friday - the ex-BF and I had an absolutely wonderful (second) first date. Our original goal was to be friends in the mean time of working on what needed to be worked on. Turns out it's much easier said than done to go from living together and talking marriage to just hanging out w/ your buddy. So we talked, and then we talked a little more, and then to change things up, we talked some more. Believe me, we've talked a buttload. And we decided we're just going to take things a little bit lighter and slower while things are being worked on. But rest assured, things are being worked on, I'm very happy with the decision made, and greatly enjoying what we've accomplished in a week and look forward to seeing the progress this time makes in our relationship.
So there's that.
Then this weekend, I'll be heading to MPLS for the bachelorette party of my very good friend Sae. I'm super excited to see some of my favorite lady pals this weekend and spend some quality time w/ them - sans boys. While we're doing girlie things at a relaxing cabin on the lake a few hours north of the twin cities, her fiance (and another great friend of mine) Jeremy will be taking his bachelor buddies in an RV down to Nashville. They have growing beards for the last month in preparation for the trip. I assure you three things:
1)they will be FAR more wild than we are
2) we are all very happy point #1 is true
3) I could NOT hang w/ that RV party for an entire weekend.
That's all for now - I can't think of anything else to write about now - I'll post something super fun and exciting tomorrow from work.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Even though I hate to admit it...
Sometimes just having a little patience and waiting for things to fall into the place their supposed to really is all you can do.
And because things are still in the process of falling, that's all I'm going to say :)
And because things are still in the process of falling, that's all I'm going to say :)
Monday, August 10, 2009
The little tie on the English Muffins.
That's what I'm writing about today - but trust me, it's far more interesting than it sounds!
So - it's day 5 and let me tell you - I was right on the money about day 2. It's almost like exactly 24 hours post break-up things started to clear up in my mind. I started getting a better grasp of what I need to do. A better idea of what needs to happen. I just got some great clarity...and without a single doubt in my mind, it comes from the amazing friends & family I have who made sure I didn't go one single second without knowing how great I am and how much they'll be here for me. They're great and they pulled me through it even though I didn't want to.
I have decided to focus on whatever is positive right now and to do my best to make life as happy as possible even with the current state of the union. (the "state" being broken up and the "union" being my relationship, in this instance).
First let me preface the story by saying two things. One - I've been told I have a lot of pet peeves. Turns out they're not really pet peeves - I'm just a little bit of a control freak who definitely knows how she likes things and is not a huge fan of change. I fully believe those characteristics were really allowed to flourish when I spent 2 years living by myself and in those 2 years got very comfortable with my routine & how things went around my house.
Two - Obviously I miss the BF lots and lots. And of course - I still believe there's a chance that given the right circumstances and both of us in the right place - it could work (so keep your "He's a total dickwad comments at hand...ya know, in case it doesn't go that way :)..kidding...kind of). So by no means am I saying that the following story means I'm totally over him and so much happier w/ life now - it's just a tiny little thing that brought a smile to my face this morning - and right now, I'm taking all the tiny little things I can get.
We ate English Muffins A LOT. I made myself one every morning and more often than not - he made little English muffin pizzas as a snack when he got home from work. Call me crazy, but I prefer to utilize the tiny, little plastic piece you get when you buy the muffins. The tiny, plastic piece that keeps the English muffins fresh and the icky smell of the refrigerator out. (Come on - no matter how much I clean out my fridge, the icky smell sometimes happens...even with Baking Soda!). You know which plastic piece right? The one that takes all of 5 seconds to PUT BACK ON THE DAMN MUFFINS WHEN YOU'RE DONE TAKING ONE OUT?!?!??!!??!
Well, this morning, as I opened up a new pack of English Muffins, the plastic piece came off, and the plastic piece went back on. And I smiled a bit, knowing that tomorrow morning? It will still be on :)
It's the little things people, the little things.
Oh - and I had a massive dance party while I was getting ready this morning, the music was very loud and the only one to seem upset about it was the little monkey (my dog) who doesn't count because she gets to stay home and sleep all day anyways.
Now come on, after this story, am I really that hard to please?! :)
So - it's day 5 and let me tell you - I was right on the money about day 2. It's almost like exactly 24 hours post break-up things started to clear up in my mind. I started getting a better grasp of what I need to do. A better idea of what needs to happen. I just got some great clarity...and without a single doubt in my mind, it comes from the amazing friends & family I have who made sure I didn't go one single second without knowing how great I am and how much they'll be here for me. They're great and they pulled me through it even though I didn't want to.
I have decided to focus on whatever is positive right now and to do my best to make life as happy as possible even with the current state of the union. (the "state" being broken up and the "union" being my relationship, in this instance).
First let me preface the story by saying two things. One - I've been told I have a lot of pet peeves. Turns out they're not really pet peeves - I'm just a little bit of a control freak who definitely knows how she likes things and is not a huge fan of change. I fully believe those characteristics were really allowed to flourish when I spent 2 years living by myself and in those 2 years got very comfortable with my routine & how things went around my house.
Two - Obviously I miss the BF lots and lots. And of course - I still believe there's a chance that given the right circumstances and both of us in the right place - it could work (so keep your "He's a total dickwad comments at hand...ya know, in case it doesn't go that way :)..kidding...kind of). So by no means am I saying that the following story means I'm totally over him and so much happier w/ life now - it's just a tiny little thing that brought a smile to my face this morning - and right now, I'm taking all the tiny little things I can get.
We ate English Muffins A LOT. I made myself one every morning and more often than not - he made little English muffin pizzas as a snack when he got home from work. Call me crazy, but I prefer to utilize the tiny, little plastic piece you get when you buy the muffins. The tiny, plastic piece that keeps the English muffins fresh and the icky smell of the refrigerator out. (Come on - no matter how much I clean out my fridge, the icky smell sometimes happens...even with Baking Soda!). You know which plastic piece right? The one that takes all of 5 seconds to PUT BACK ON THE DAMN MUFFINS WHEN YOU'RE DONE TAKING ONE OUT?!?!??!!??!
Well, this morning, as I opened up a new pack of English Muffins, the plastic piece came off, and the plastic piece went back on. And I smiled a bit, knowing that tomorrow morning? It will still be on :)
It's the little things people, the little things.
Oh - and I had a massive dance party while I was getting ready this morning, the music was very loud and the only one to seem upset about it was the little monkey (my dog) who doesn't count because she gets to stay home and sleep all day anyways.
Now come on, after this story, am I really that hard to please?! :)
Friday, August 7, 2009
Day 2
I promise not to be a sad emo blogger for long...but today, that promise won't hold true.
Sparing all the icky details, last night the BF and I broke up. I'm sad. I feel lost and a little broken. I drove away from my boyfriend, best friend and absolute love of my life. I've never felt sad like this and never felt love like that before. It's a lot to deal with but I'm pulling through.
Day 2 sucks. The worst. I'm fairly certain it's the worst day of them all. Yesterday was more of a blur...less reality more just emotional drain. Today, sucks. Today is when reality strikes. You have to wake up and realize it wasn't a dream. You have to face the day knowing it will be the only thought in your mind. It's the first day you know you don't know when you'll see them again. It's the first day you won't talk to them. It's the first day you have to figure the logistics of life without that person there. In this case, it's the first day I'll leave home with all this things there and come home with none of it there.
Day 2 sucks. I'm very much so looking forward to the end of Day 2. Because I also know, that each day gets a little better. You get a little less sad. You get a little more comfortable without that person being there. A little more used to being alone. A little less used to having them around.
Here's to day 3 and hoping it kicks day 2's ass.
Sparing all the icky details, last night the BF and I broke up. I'm sad. I feel lost and a little broken. I drove away from my boyfriend, best friend and absolute love of my life. I've never felt sad like this and never felt love like that before. It's a lot to deal with but I'm pulling through.
Day 2 sucks. The worst. I'm fairly certain it's the worst day of them all. Yesterday was more of a blur...less reality more just emotional drain. Today, sucks. Today is when reality strikes. You have to wake up and realize it wasn't a dream. You have to face the day knowing it will be the only thought in your mind. It's the first day you know you don't know when you'll see them again. It's the first day you won't talk to them. It's the first day you have to figure the logistics of life without that person there. In this case, it's the first day I'll leave home with all this things there and come home with none of it there.
Day 2 sucks. I'm very much so looking forward to the end of Day 2. Because I also know, that each day gets a little better. You get a little less sad. You get a little more comfortable without that person being there. A little more used to being alone. A little less used to having them around.
Here's to day 3 and hoping it kicks day 2's ass.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Fooled me!
I thought today was going to be kind of a crappy day...I knew going to sleep last night that I was in a bad mood and beyond frustrated. I knew that it was weigh-in day, which I normally dread w/ an undeniable amount of passion. I also knew today was going to be really busy at work..so I just kind of wrote today off as a crappy day.
Fooled me. Here is a list of why today does in fact NOT suck:
Fooled me. Here is a list of why today does in fact NOT suck:
- I didn't think I had anything at home to bring for lunch, until I woke up in the morning and smelled deliciousness. Completely forgot I put a pot roast in the slow cooker before bed last night. Great surprise.
- I went and weighed in and not only am I down another 1 1/2 pounds, I also hit my first goal I had set for myself and am now down 11.6 pounds total. Great surprise.
- Someone complimented my sassy red high heels on the way out of weigh-in. (I wore them on purpose, anticipating the bummer day). Then someone else complimented me on my way into the office. Then two more when I got IN the office. And then, the women in my department all took a break from their work to come and admire my super fun & sassy red high heels. And that was all before 11:00 a.m.
- Work has been made easier by the most random string of music ever from my ipod...it started w/ Neil Diamond's Sweet Caroline and then went a little something like this: tom petty > Tupac > Wilco > Michael Buble > CSNY > White Stripes > Umphrey's McGee > Kings of Leon > Temptations...loves it.
- My day is going by extremely fast which means the time between me without a glass of wine in my hand and me WITH a glass of wine in my hand is getting smaller and smaller.
Guess you shouldn't anticipate shitty days because you never know what they'll bring you. Or maybe I SHOULD anticipate they'll suck because then little things like compliments on my shoes make me feel great about the day!
Monday, August 3, 2009
Time flies.
It's true...this summer, and this year for that matter, have literally FLOWN by. I can't believe it's already August! The end of my summer is going to be far more eventful and action packed than the first half, which I both cringe a little at and look forward too. I know it is full of fun stuff I can't wait to do - but at the same time, I know that means it's going to go by even faster than the first half (which I just don't even think is possible!)
I'm pretty excited that I actually have what I think is reasonable to refer to as a "wedding season" this year. I love, love, LOVE weddings and have only been to a very small handful in my life. So I'm really excited to have a wedding a month for the next three months! They're all nicely spread out (first weekend of each Aug, Sept, & Oct). Looking very much forward to that "season".
Plus - I get to head up to MPLS for a bachelorette party for the lovely Sae and planned by the wonderful Sukie. Can't wait for that - plus I'm flying up to the cities so I don't even have to have that little bit of dread about driving! Hooray!
Also - I get to meet part of the BF's family that I haven't yet. The last Aunt / Uncle / Cousins set to his paternal side. He's a godfather now and they're coming into town for a baptism - and his godson is SUPER adorable (and also named Jack) so I'm also looking forward to that!
And of course all the little odds and ends, end of summer softball. Last few nights out in the warm sun and long sunsets. Sneaking in those last few Summer Shandy's before Leinie's pulls them off the shelves. Getting in as much seedless red watermelon and corn on the cob as I can while it's still "in season". Enjoying patio drinking and balcony conversations. Spending Sundays at my parents w/ Bocce ball and pool time.
I greatly look forward to fall, as it is my all time favorite season, but I'll be sad to see summer go, it happened so quickly!
I'm pretty excited that I actually have what I think is reasonable to refer to as a "wedding season" this year. I love, love, LOVE weddings and have only been to a very small handful in my life. So I'm really excited to have a wedding a month for the next three months! They're all nicely spread out (first weekend of each Aug, Sept, & Oct). Looking very much forward to that "season".
Plus - I get to head up to MPLS for a bachelorette party for the lovely Sae and planned by the wonderful Sukie. Can't wait for that - plus I'm flying up to the cities so I don't even have to have that little bit of dread about driving! Hooray!
Also - I get to meet part of the BF's family that I haven't yet. The last Aunt / Uncle / Cousins set to his paternal side. He's a godfather now and they're coming into town for a baptism - and his godson is SUPER adorable (and also named Jack) so I'm also looking forward to that!
And of course all the little odds and ends, end of summer softball. Last few nights out in the warm sun and long sunsets. Sneaking in those last few Summer Shandy's before Leinie's pulls them off the shelves. Getting in as much seedless red watermelon and corn on the cob as I can while it's still "in season". Enjoying patio drinking and balcony conversations. Spending Sundays at my parents w/ Bocce ball and pool time.
I greatly look forward to fall, as it is my all time favorite season, but I'll be sad to see summer go, it happened so quickly!
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