Wednesday, December 19, 2012

the best little octo in town

I don't know MAYBE I can keep writing this blog, most likely not. I'll have to make note of entertaining things or thoughts. Because each one is worth a penny, at least. Thank you very little.

I'll use this moment in time and space to advertise the most adorable, pippin' like octo you'll ever meet, and his name is Doctor Octo Inkerton. He has adventures and of course he has a blog. He's been busy NOT having adventures because someone keeps forgetting to take pictures.. is this a sign of things to come? Probably. Enjoy it while it lasts ;)

Friday, December 14, 2012

working hard

My new fantastic amazing awesome job - had a holiday potluck last week. I brought desserts, of course. I made brownies (Amy's recipe) and peanut butter reindeer cookies, that are just TOO CUTE they have to be eaten!

They are just asking, pleading, begging, to be eaten.

I also rocked these socks. 

These socks were made for rocking.

And then we had a white elephant gift exchange, to which I had initially selected a pooping reindeer (of jellybeans) and I was all about using this present to my advantage, or at least embracing its awkwardness. Until the unsuspecting Executive Assistant stole it from me! Her son apparently needed it more than I did. In exchange I received a $10 gift card to Starbucks, which means I still win!

Friday, June 8, 2012

strawberry shortcake

Since I've had to have a lot of doctor visits recently (all just check ups, and all ending with great news!) I've been a little low on funds to pamper myself. Mom and Gram came to DC at the end of April to celebrate mom's 50th bday and Gram decided that I needed to get my hair and nails done. Being the best Gram in the world, she gave me money to treat myself!

Jonna and I randomly made appointments at Luxx Salon at the same date and time, so we decided to just make it a full pamper day and get pedicures once we had our hair dyed.

I tried for a pepper pots look, but since red fades quickly my hair stylist Redouane convinced me to go a little darker. We mixed some golden blonde, brown, and copper, and slathered it on my head. The results aren't too bad, if I do say so myself...

The color will fade and change each time I wash my hair. We're hoping that as it fades the other colors will be more prevalent. We'll see how this hairiment turns out. 

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

fairy godmother

I'd like to officially welcome my god son, Lucas Robert Niggel! He was born May 23rd at 3:39pm. Weighing in at 7 lbs 15 oz and 22", he's a tall and lanky baby, pretty perfect! (even to Mary Poppins standards)

I'm very honored that Amy and Mike have asked me to be this little T-Rex's god mother. To which of course includes, a fairy godmother wand :) Which is just a tiny bonus to the immense honor they've given me. I can't wait to meet this little man and discover how he'll classify me.. his big brother James considers me a big kid like him, his big sister Claire considers me a princess like her.. I  look forward to learning how Lucas will see me, so far I'm looking pretty fantastic to my little niece and nephew.

Congrats to the growing family, I love you all so much!

Thursday, May 24, 2012

farmers of chez quebec

Emilia and I have been working hard since April, trying to grow our own little garden in the back yard. Jonna and Kristen have also been tending to the extended garden as well - we're expanding and feeding America!!

Emilia has been documenting our progress on the garden. She'll continue to add more pictures, but you can see what we've done so far and how our plants are doing with these fantastic pictures!

Not bad for early in the growing season! (if I do say so myself, which I do.)

Sunday, May 20, 2012

ME in a black hawk

I was all, 
There were so many flips and buttons. 
I pushed them.
and I pushed on the pedals which, a black hawk has pedals???
what are THOSE for

BEST moment at the airshow at Andrews Air Force Base. 

I guess the Raptors and the Blue Angels were cool too.. and that truck that is powered by a jet engine.. and the Bomber.. and the heritage flight... it was probably the BEST day filled with lots of really, really, really, loud engines.. and a tank that didn't get enough love because we were distracted by the Raptor, but that's okay, because it has to know how amazing a Raptor is. 

And being in a black hawk. 

Saturday, May 19, 2012

not like in the Disney movies

I was home alone this weekend. Both of my roommates decided to go do awesome things, and leave me home alone. Which honestly wasn't THAT bad because then I had the entire house to myself and then I had the entire house to me and Brendan, which makes it that much better.

So I was making myself dinner, waiting for Brendan to come over. I had Pandora rocking Disney music (my childlike moments) and I was singing and dancing around the kitchen. I went into the basement because I needed some olive oil to make more of my fantastic salad dressing and found the cat sitting on the stairs. I know he likes to sneak downstairs sometimes into Emilia's room and pretend like he wasn't actually sneaking around. Even though we usually hear him opening her gate like door and then running upstairs with an innocent "what? I was here the whole time". Then I noticed that he was staring at something and I checked out the window and saw a little baby bird, flying into the window and trying to escape. It was the basement window, which is enclosed in the ground by some metal siding. The baby bird was not able to fly anywhere but into the screen and the sides of the metal. And then, I made a decision.. I am going to save this baby bird.

I ran upstairs and donned my gardening gloves and rain boots and headed outside. At first I thought I'd grab a shovel from the shed and scoop him out so I grabbed the keys to the shed. But then I thought a shovel would be too large so I took the dust pan with me instead. I put the keys down on the garden wall and made an attempt to help the bird escape on his own. I placed a large branch into the ground/window and watched the bird fail to fly and crash now not only into the screen and siding, but now also into the branch. I stepped one foot into the hole and as he spazzed (weak attempt at flying) out I guided him out of the window and into freedom.

Of course the baby bird is thinking "WHAT IS THIS GIANT DOING TO ME!" And starts chirping and spazzing out more.. and here comes mama and papa birds, dive bombing and screeching at me. I tried to make sure the baby bird was somewhere safe away from the window and not somewhere I could step on him, but the stupid birds kept attacking me so I ran for it! I ran from the side of the yard and over the wall into the street (leaving the shed keys behind, at this point I considered them lost forever). I had numerous neighbors witness my screaming and running from the birds (good thing it wasn't Wednesday) but at least one was nice enough to make sure I was okay.

I couldn't get back into the house for a while because at this point all the damn birds lined up on the power lines connected to the house, watching me. I ran for it, holding the dust pan over my head (didn't want another pooping incident thankyouverylittle seeing as how my last incident was merely a week before). I made it inside and slammed the screen door behind me. My very first thought, other than verifying my poop free state, was that Disney movies are BS because these birds should've been thankful and happily singing and flying around me singing my praises. But NO, they were not.

Luckily Brendan arrived shortly after and rescued the abandoned shed keys. He also comforted me, since rescuing birds is nothing like Disney led me to believe. I was a little frazzled and afraid to leave the house. All the birds were still outside waiting. He found the baby bird in the backyard, hanging out, like a trap. "Oh I'm so cute and tiny and can't fly, please help me!" Trap. Pretty sure I won't ever be helping a baby bird again.