Monday, October 25, 2010

Haiku Monday

A Sunday drive to
the venue, a Wedding Day
dinner is confirmed!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

This is a blog about corn...

...but really it's not, but I did get your attention. Sort of.  Go vote for my sisters awesome photo by 2 p.m. today! There are three pictures of corn to choose from and hers is the first one with all the delicious looking grill marks that just makes you crave butter, salt and summer.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Knowledge VS THE Bombshells

Via Text:

Julie: I sold 12 bottles of wine tonight!
Nat: I sold 6.5 cases.
Julie: Show off.

For the record, Nat is an official sommelier which means he knows a lot about wine.  He sells it for a living and knows lots of other "wine people." So many, he even hooked me up with a sweet part time job doing wine tastings.  I don't really know a lot about wine but probably a little more than the average person.

So we were both conducting wine tastings in liquor stores from 4-7 last Friday night.  Well, his was a real liquor/wine store and mine was the kind that is in the back of the Rite-Aid so only regulars know about it and the selection is much smaller. Clearly, he had an advantage.  Clearly, his text response sparked my competitive side.

Then I remembered a conversation I'd had with April the previous night.  She accidentally purchased "The Bombshell" when she recently went into Victoria's Secret for an "everyday bra."  She said it was amazing. I drove straight to Victoria's Secret the next morning.  Nat may have the knowledge of wine, but I've got two things he hasn't got. And they were about to get bigger.  I requested the magical bra and I was informed it's name is technically, "The Miraculous." Even better.

I was a little doubtful when I saw it.  Where were my actual boobs going to go?  This thing was 95% padded.  I was doubtful.  Until I put it on.  There wasn't a chance in hell this bra was not coming home with me. Mel and the sales lady said I looked good.  It definitely makes you at least a full cup size larger, and gives us barely B's, mad cleavage. Like REAL cleavage. I'd post pics, but this really isn't that kind of a blog.

Now I just wonder what would happen if I used "The Miraculous" in conjunction with the "chicken cutlets..."

We'll see who sells the most wine now....

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

More Night Notes on Walls...

Moving right along with my wall art this week, let's check out a portion mostly involving a night well spent with Kurt and Kristi. I urge you to click for the detail on the pics.

The night started with Kristi tracing silhouettes of Kurt and me.  Things quickly went downhill from there. She inappropriately connected us with a suggestive, *Muah,* and a message to Nat. "Don't worry Nat, I caught them and took a picture."  I can't even begin with how many levels of wrong that is, but lets move onto the Alien bugs and butterflies on motorcycles.

Alien Bug: Never drink and draw. 
Butterfly: Hey buddy. Nice tramp stamp. 
Kurt: I think the alien lady bug has an important message to us all.  The butterfly proves his point. 

Kristi: We have to save the ink for when we drink.
Julie:...I have to go write on the wall. 

My silhouette says, "I heard you talking about turning my bouquet into soup."  That is because at the time I was considering carrying a bouquet of herbs during my Wedding, (I don't think I'll be doing that after all) and Nat and Kurt in the other room were in fact discussing post-wedding options.  I did not appreciate that. Also, please note my waddle.

Am I losing you here?

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Back to Night Notes on Walls...

A few people had asked about my covering the awful wallpaper and I must admit that after I started a few months ago, I never got back to it until this weekend.  It's a tedious task that I don't want to spend too much time on as I'm not positive we are going to stay in this house longer than one year. But I am in Stage 1, and I'm pretty sure there is only going to be one more stage.  In the mean time, let's take a look at the Night Notes currently in progress on the covered portion.

Basically, if you come to my house, you have to write on the wall.

Danny was not drinking and he wrote, "Who Dat??" I think that means he's a Saints fan but who really knows. 

Kristen said, "It was clever for a drunk person." She may or may not have been drunk at the time.

Dude, that is my handwriting, but I don't know if I said it or just wrote it.  I think it had something to do with a conversation with Cuz after Kristen's Wedding.  It says, "Somewhere between the size of Snookie and 7'13." Riiiight... We were probably drunk. 

Check back tomorrow for some more. 

Monday, October 11, 2010

Who wore it better?

Is there anything I love more than a good "Who wore it better?"  Um, yeah, when it's Julie VS. The Celebrity.  We're using the term "celebrity" lightly here, but this girl is filming in a beach town where Sunsations stores are aplenty and I was chilling at a beach town a few hours south. It was bound to happen.  Now go ahead and judge.  You know you want to!

Julie VS. Snooki in the beach cover-up!!!!

And this is the outfit in action. Also known as the behind shot.... 

Now you be the judge. Who wore it better?

Sunday, October 10, 2010

My Little Silent Sunday

My Mom has a habit of sneaking items from my childhood into my house when I'm not looking...

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Things I've learned in the past few weeks...

So we rent. You know that. I complain on a weekly basis of our wallpaper.  Eventually, we plan to buy a house.  I've always thought I wanted a little yard to putt around in all herb garden style and I'm sure the dog of our future will enjoy it as well.  The yard we have now is kind of a disaster but with lots of potential.  Nat and I got totally motivated a few weeks ago and cleaned it up and reseeded it in hopes of actual grass.

Here is the before/during and you must know the entire fence was covered in ivy which though beautiful, was breaking the wood.

And this is after the clean up when the yard had been seeded and top soiled in anticipation of lush green grass.

We felt accomplished and proud and excited to see what would happen in the next few weeks.  We also felt like that was a lot of work and maybe not our favorite thing to do.  Do you know what happened in the next two weeks?  NOT me taking a picture of our frail green grass peeking up to the sunlight.  Tropical Storm Nicole happened. Do you know where all that nice top soil landed.  Perhaps I'll show you.

Meet my basement.  Luckily and obviously we only keep junk down there so nothing important was lost.  I mean, except for our will to live. Ok, that was dramatic.  Long story short, we have spent HOURS on clean up. (Also, I'd like to note that I had a premonition only about a week prior to this to move my luggage off the floor. Phew! That is the one and only think down there that would have been a (ahem) wash.)

So what have I learned in the past few weeks? While the idea of renting from a proper management company forever is really appealing because you don't have to deal with anything that goes wrong ever, I realize that is not financially smart. But maybe I don't need a yard after all. After the clean up, Nat and I were so disgusted with our crap down there we both were OK with just throwing it away. So why not downsize?  Simplify and buy a condo?  We won't get the St. Bernard. (We'll mix it with something smaller so we just have a L dog instead of XXL. ) In the event we ever do end up in a house again with a basement, nothing will be stored on the floor.  I have since purchased large plastic containers to replace the now soggy cardboard boxes we once had.  And perhaps most importantly,  when using a portable sump pump, be absolutely sure the hose is securely attached. Otherwise, it ends up shooting off, violently spraying you and your favorite Bar Harbor sweatshirt and hair with mud. Just saying...