Saturday, January 23, 2010

Team Jacob


Forbidden Fruits are now on sale.  Apparently.


Thursday, January 21, 2010

Of Pigeons and their Poop

Away with you, pigeons!

The last few months we've been overrun by pigeons around here.  They love to congregate on the roof of our apartment building, despite that oh-so-scary owl perched on top meant to scare them away.  So scary, it is.  Scares them right away.  Not.

And you know... where there are pigeons there is pigeon poop.  The roof should be renamed the Pigeon Restroom.  Thanks to the always present Arizona sun, that poop on the roof gets nice and crispy.

Almost every day we come home to walkway covered with crusty dried pigeon poop.  Any slight breeze sends it sliding off the roof.  It's gross.  It's right outside our front door.  It's impossible not to walk in it.  Sick.

We've swept it away, our neighbor sweeps it away.  I think our neighbor feels its his personal mission to sweep at least 5 times a day.  Literally.  It's all over the stairs leading to the apartments upstairs, too.

It gets even better, folks.

It's been raining this week.  Not just raindrops.  Pigeon Poop.  Ug.


This was the scene outside our front door Monday night.  A nice big puddle.


 Here's the same shot an hour or so later.  Can't even see the rug anymore, the water has gotten so high.  It's soapy (no idea why) and wet and poopy.  Ick.




 Think I was kidding about the pigeon poop?  Those aren't wet spots on the sidewalk, they are enormous piles of pigeon poop that got left behind once the water went away Tuesday morning.


P.S.  It stinks like no other, too.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Gems

Today was one of those days where I didn't accomplish a thing I set out to do.  OK, I did do one thing on my list:  lunch with a couple of friends I used to work with in DC who now live in Phoenix.  It was sooo nice to chat with fellow East Coast-ers stuck here in the desert.  :)  Oh, wait!  Two things to check off my list.  I also applied for another job. 

Besides that, I've pretty much been sitting here in front of the computer.  Somehow I got it into my head that today was the day to organize and back up all the photos on my computer.  I found quite a few gems that I haven't seen in ages.  And now, for your viewing pleasure......


me & my bro playing kickball on the lawn of the Washington Monument


aww... my parents on their wedding day 



happy little piggies... this pic always makes me and Mom giggle


old school pic of me & Shannon


my Grandmother and Bo Bice.  hehehe


Monday, January 11, 2010

Italian Eggplant Relish

Michael works with a gal named Karen.  She had a birthday party on Sunday and was kind enough to invite us.  After church we hopped in the car and moseyed on over to her parent's casa - the location of the birthday festivities.  There were handful of super nice folks there, mostly her family and a few friends.  They had a lovely spread of things to eat, most of which were healthy.  What a nice change from the usual birthday party junk!

Anyhoo, her Mom made this tasty dish of "stuff" (we didn't really know what to call it) that we ate with pita chips.  OK, I was the only one who ate it.  Apparently Michael's ability to try something new and mysterious was powered off today.  It had the consistency of salsa, but was tomato free, hooray!  I can't stand fresh/raw/uncooked tomatoes, for those of you who don't know.

As we were leaving I asked Karen's Mom for the recipe because it was So. Darn. Tasty. and I wanted to know exactly what to call it.  She emailed me the recipe a few hours later.  How cool is that?  I just met her today and she turned right around and zipped it on over to me.  Gotta love this here Internet.

I never would have guessed the primary ingredient is eggplant.  I love food in disguise!

Italian Eggplant Relish

Friday, January 8, 2010

Changing Your Name is a Pain in the Rear

I finally decided to haul myself to the social security office to change my last name and make this here marriage official and whatnot.  OK, so the marriage has always been official, but changing one's last name to that of her betrothed is the last step to making it officially official.  Ya know what I'm sayin'?

After waiting for over an hour at the social security office on Tuesday, the deed was done.  With a new last name and an hour of superb people watching behind me, I left that downtown Phoenix office for good.

I was happy.  I knew Michael would be happy.  While he has never once said anything to me about it or made me feel guilty in the least, I knew he'd be giddy when I told him the news later that day.  (Which he was.  I think it made his day -- maybe his year, even.)

So very shortlived was my joy.  Three days of it, maybe?  I had to wait that long before I could go get a new driver's license.  Surprisingly, there was no wait at the AZ MVD this morning.  Two thumbs up for that.  Two thumbs down, however, for the clerk who was helping me.  Despite it being right in front of her face on the application I filled out two minutes earlier, she listed the wrong middle name.  After I caught the mistake and questioned her on it she said "Oh, I just assumed."  Don't ass-u-me, 'k?

Next stop, the bank.  Easy in, easy out.  Not.  The woman there got it all situated in her computer system, checked out my spiffy new license, poured over my marriage license, and then said "Oh, wait.  I need your husband here, too.  If I change your name it voids everything because you have a joint account.  I need new signatures from both of you or you won't be able to access your account.  We close at 5.  Can he come in today?"   Um, no.  Unlike me, he has a full-time job, thank you very much. 

I texted Miguelito at work and he was free for lunch so I drove to Phoenix, picked him up, and finally got it all situated with the bank at a branch near his office.  Sheesh.  At least the gal at that branch was friendly and helpful and knowledgeable and totally cool.  I'm so banking in the 'hood from now on.  They know what they're doing.

Driver's license changed.  Bank accounts updated.  That's it, right?

No?  You mean now I have to change every other little thing that has my name attached to it?  Like the cable bill, my credit cards, our 401Ks, my health insurance, our cell phone plan, our car insurance, my part-time gig at Michael's, my Sam's Club membership, my DSW rewards card.... my.....the list is endless.

Seriously?  I shoulda kept my maiden name.  :)

(P.S.  Two days in a row with blog posts?  A new record indeed!)

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Happy Birthday to Me!

 My birthday was last Sunday.  Yay!  Happy Birthday to me!  Man, I'm old.



To celebrate, Michael got a small group of friends together to go out to lunch on Saturday.  We went to none other than...

 

Mmmmm..... 

On Sunday after church Michael made me dinner - his famous homemade tacos.  First we took this fuzzy picture on my phone to document us on my actual birthday.  Check out Michael's new clothes!  Love 'em!



Instead of cake we had s'mores.  Who wants cake when you can have chocolate, marshmallows, and graham crackers?  Not me!  I mean, seriously.  Look at all that delicious s'mores gooey goodness.





And, as always, the birthday jewels were worn and photographed.  Here's the crown and scepter:



I only post this horrid picture of myself to show how tight the crown is on my uber-huge noggin':



 And last, but not least, a birthday gift from Laura.  Wasn't I a cute little first-grade princess?


Merry Christmas from AZ

Yeah, yeah, yeah... I'm a little behind.  I do, in fact, realize that Christmas was a few weeks ago. For the three of you who read this blog - I thought I'd share a few thoughts and photos of the festivities.

I was much more in the Christmas spirit this year than last.  We even put up the tree the weekend after Thanksgiving!  So unheard of for me.  We got a fake tree from Target on Black Friday.  We were so happy when we went to Target that afternoon that they still had some in stock.  Thanks, Michael, for perusing the ads (one of his favorite things to do, by the way) and finding that steal!



It's funny how all my ornaments together off the tree look like a pile of garbage, but once on the tree they all somehow seem to go together to create a pretty cute tree, if I do say so myself.  I love it. 

Tree up.  Score! 

Problem #1:  A tree skirt.  I guess I'm just picky, but most of the skirts I've seen in stores are either 1) way too expensive, or 2) UG-LY.  I found this super-cute fabric at Jo-Anne's and had to buy it.  It's my goal to make a tree skirt out of it sometime before next Christmas.  And I can make it on my own now.  Santa got me a simple sewing machine for Christmas.  Hooray!  THANK YOU, SANTA!!



Problem #2:  A tree topper.  Our tree is 6' and narrow.  Most tree toppers are HUGE and fall right over once placed on the top.  As you can see from the pictures, we went without one this year.  But.... the other day I was in Hobby Lobby (oh how I love thee!) and found for the whopping price of 60 cents this cute little topper.  It's made for those small table trees, but fits our tree just fine.  Not exactly what I was looking for, but for 60 cents I'll make it work until the *one true* comes along.  Maybe a fresh coat of paint is all it needs.



Enough with the decorations. :)

We spent a quiet Christmas again in Arizona, just the two of us.  As much as we would have loved to have been in Virginia with my family, sometimes it's nice just to relax and not have anywhere to be but home together.  Hope your Christmas was merry and that Santa was good to you!