Wednesday, August 31, 2011

July in Pictures

Seeing as how it is the last day of August, I thought I should probably get around to doing July in Pictures. Better late than never!

Me, Alex, and E (and baby Tyler) at the Arboretum.  A big group of us went out to Cool Thursday to see the Spazmatics play. It was hot as hell but a lot of fun. 

E and baby Addison (Tyler's twin).

 Beautiful sunset, fun band, great friends, with a glass of wine in my hand... it just doesn't get much better than that!

Jodi moved out the 'burbs- and by "burbs" I mean Oklahoma.  Okay, fine... Frisco. But it may as well be Oklahoma. Her street has donkeys, no curbs and random turtles tempting fate. I was on my way to her house and saw this guy trucking across their busy street so pitifully that I had to stop and help. 

Safe and sound. I thought it was kind of rude that I saved his ass and he still wouldn't poke his little turtle head out for a photo op.

 Jodi and Alison at the new digs. We broke in their new house properly with margaritas and barbecue on the 4th of July. 

 Why are fireworks always so hard to catch on camera?

We packed up all the dishes and forgot to leave out plates. Nothing like a little improvising to make you appreciate the simple things in life. Luckily the griddle for the panini press made a decent stand-in. This looks like the kind of meal a lunch lady would serve, doesn't it? I blame the hecticness of the move.

Plates were an afterthought, but the corkscrew was not. That sucker never even saw a cardboard box.      Always prepared.

I went to lunch with Jodi and Miss Madi. Shortly after we arrived, Jodi realized out she was out of formula. We decided the easiest thing would be for me to stay with Madi while Jodi made a quick run to the drugstore. My first experience babysitting my sweet chunk of a goddaughter was going swimmingly until the scary tattoo'd waiter decided to get all up in her grill- cue the tears two seconds before mom got back. Just my luck! 

Anyone need a gas can? Moving out made my running-out-of-gas-habit seem glaringly obvious. Sadly, this isn't all of them- there was one more on the shelf below and one at my office.

Sadly toasting the newly empty townhouse after a long day of moving. Did I really just post what could possibly be the worst, sweatiest and most red-faced picture of me ever taken. Yes. Yes, I did. 

I was amazed by the entire POD process. Those people have it down. It was 142 degrees outside the day they delivered it and I stood outside the entire time because I was so fascinated by how it worked. Look how close they were able to get it to the edge of the curb (yes, I'm a dork)!

My three week stint at my parents included a bit of pool time. Including one day in which I attended a GoToMeeting while sitting on the steps of said pool.

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It also included a lot of wiener dogs.

I ended the month by finally finding this pair of wedges after coveting them on Pinterest for a solid month and a half. Cheers to online shoe stalking paying off!

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Random Updates

I will get around to telling y'all about the trip eventually, promise. But until then I thought I'd throw one these hodge-podge lists out there and call it a blog post. Apologies in advance.
  • One week after moving day, we are officially settled into the new place. This is in no small part thanks to my fabulous parents. Oh my word- those two are tornados of unpacking efficiency. I am so grateful to have had their help. My sweet dad hung picture, after curtain rod, after mirror and my wonderful mom would not rest until we had things unpacked, put up, and organized. Y'all are amazing- I can't thank you guys enough!!
  • "Settled" just in the nick of time, because we are having our fantasy football draft at our house tomorrow night! I am so excited this is starting back up again. Julie had the fantastic idea to start an all-girls league last year and I think everyone had a lot of fun. I have my heart dead-set on two players in particular, so watch out girls!
  • I had a very ohmygahwhendiditurnintoanadult moment on Saturday when I had my first rendezvous with custom framing. I bought a picture in Venice that has odd dimensions and can't find a frame to fit it. All I can say is 'holy shit'. I find it somewhat ridiculous that it is going to cost five times the price of the actual art to frame the damn thing. If it weren't a complete slap in the face to the artist, I would probably just stick it to the fridge with a magnet like a very talented kindergartner painted it.
  • I jumped aboard the hatch chili train last year and attempted to roast my own. After a fairly intense (and frustrating) post-roasting peeling session, I was a little over the whole process.  However, last week I found the pre-roasted/peeled containers of hatches at Whole Foods. I'm a big proponent of peeling/chopping/prepping things myself to ensure the freshest outcome, but after this discovery, roasting my own hatches is a task I don't see in my future for a very long time.
  • I couldn't leave without sharing my latest disaster with you. I went to my parents' house on Saturday to pick up a few things. As I was taking an armful of clothes downstairs, I slipped off the last step and landed on/rolled my ankle. I've only broken one bone in my life and it probably hurt worse than that. Being in the middle of the move, I tried to put on a brave face so I could keep going but it was fairly obvious it was sprained and my dad was having none of that. Luckily, with his instruction to lay off of it and ice it, it's healing up pretty quickly. However, I do think it somewhat resembles an elephant hoof in the first picture, don't you?
Hope everyone is having a good week so far!

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

The One Where I Almost Attack the Maintenance Man.

I made it back... yay!
We got moved in... double yay!

It's still a mess, of course, but we've made a lot of progress for only being in for two days. There have been a few issues- the first night the AC wasn't working so I stayed at my parents' house again. However, one quick call to the office and they had it fixed the next morning (+1 for apartment living).

So yesterday was my first night to stay in the new place due to the AC issues. At about 11:00pm I took a shower and climbed into bed. A couple hours later I thought I heard banging on our door, but I was so tired that it didn't really even process- I figured it was probably next door or some drunk person with the wrong house. I fell back asleep and woke up a bit later to a strange man's voice IN OUR HOUSE.

Now mind you: I am half nakey, waking up startled for the first time in this foreign space, while still suffering from a combination of severe exhaustion/jet lag. I literally jumped out of bed in a dead panic while scanning the room for a weapon because I was utterly convinced I was in a hotel room in Italy and some random local was breaking in to rape Rachel and me. It wasn't until Moose started barking (and I realized the room was larger than a shoebox and therefore couldn't possibly be an italian hotel room) that I snapped out of it and realized that I was back in Dallas. Whew, somebody get this girl a xanex!

Luckily, it was only the sweet little maintenance man, Pedro, coming to investigate because the business below us had water coming from the ceiling (Even more luckily, I was able to put some clothes on before Pedro burst into my room... that coulda been a tad awkward). As it turns out, the faucet in my bathroom was leaking and I flooded our restaurant neighbors below during my shower. I'm sure they are loving having us upstairs already.

I will post pictures as soon as the apartment is somewhat put together. We are taking a break from the unpacking tonight to celebrate Alex's 30th birthday!

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Headed Home!

Whew... I am one tired girl!

It's been fun and I look forward to giving y'all the highlights. Against all odds, we made it out the door at 5:30am in order for me to make my 8am flight. I am now in Madrid waiting on the long-haul leg. We ended up relatively unscathed, save for a little drama. Funny enough, none of the drama was language-barrier related, communication in France and Italy was a non-issue. It's only now that I've arrived in Madrid that I realize how very little spanish I know. This Texas girl should probably work on that one a bit...

I hope everyone has had a great weekend! Looking forward to checking in with you soon, although it might take a couple days.... have I mentioned that I'm moving in our new place tomorrow?

Yeah.

I am certainly not the brightest crayon in the box.

Wish me luck. You may find me rocking in the corner desperately clinging to a can of Red Bull over the next week.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Headed to Nice!

I have worn everything in my rolly at least twice and it's bulging with the stuff I have acquired.
My cute little white cross-body travel purse is now a funky shade of gray.
I can't even remember what my precious puppy dog looks like.

BUT, I am SO HAPPY to end this little adventure in the same country it was started. My first and favorite travel love... FRANCE.

I can't wait to eat at least five more one more jambon beurre and take one last opportunity to practice my french. What a perfect way to end a trip of a lifetime! Off to Nice we go....


Source: flickr.com via LeeAnn on Pinterest



Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Venice Bound



Of all the places we are going, I am most excited about Venice. I've always wanted to cruise through the canals in a gondola and I can't wait to check it off my list!

Friday, August 12, 2011

Saturday, August 6, 2011

A Plus Tard, Paris!

Source: google.com via Kay on Pinterest


We survived Paris and are now on to London! One stolen credit card number and one iPhone down, we are relatively unscathed and had a fabulous time. I fell in love with the city all over again and maybe even a bit harder than last time (if that was even possible). I forgot how beautiful everything was, how romantic the language sounds, and how good the food tastes.

I'll miss it very much but am determined not to wait another 14 years to go back.

We had a great time during our last two days. We mastered the metro, ate more crepes, went to Ina Garten's favorite hang out, and learned about vin francais at a wine class. More on this later- it was one of my favorite parts of our trip!

Here on out will be new experiences for me with the exception of our final destination, Nice. I can't wait to see what the next few destinations have to offer!

A bientôt mes amis!

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Sacred Coors

Our second day in Paris was much more fun thanks to a good night's sleep and quite a few locals to entertain us.

We started at the Notre Dame- stunning and awe-inspiring when you realize what it took to accomplish construction of that magnitude in the time it was built. Afterwards stopped at a cafe overlooking the Seine for lunch/people watching.

After lunch we walked over to the Musee d'Orsay after stopping to check out the outside of the Louvre. I had one request for our trip and that was that we not have to go inside the Louvre. It's crowded, too big, and housed what I felt like was the same painting over and over and over. Call me uncultured, call me disrespectful, but it is what it is. I just wasn't a fan my first time around. However, the outside is very pretty:

While at the Musee D'Orsay, I learned that my mom is not much of an art connoisseur. I got a taste of this when she sprinted through the MoMA in New York but received the full effect in Paris. To quote her appreciation of the the great works of Monet, Renoir, and Cezanne that are housed at the D'Orsay: "They look just like the pictures. I've seen the pictures, now I've seen the real thing and we can go." I see her point, but it is always cool to see some really well-known works of art in person. This was my favorite by Monet:

I insisted on finding the Van Gogh exhibit though so The Dot found a bench to rest her feet for a minute. After determining Van Gogh MIA, I went to find her and took a break myself. We sat there plotting our next attack when a little asian man next to us sneezed and simultaneously farted so loudly it echoed through the whole section of the museum. It was SO funny. Maybe we are children, but we were stifling out of control giggles so badly that the man got up and left. On his way out he gave himself a pat on the ass as if to check to make sure he didn't shart himself. As you can imagine, this only made it worse, and we had to leave the D'Orsay due to our hysterics. My stomach hurts from laughing so hard.

After the D'Orsay we made our way to a cute little street called Rue Cler. We had crepes and then wandered up the street and found a wine shop with a very "talented" shop keeper. He heard us speaking english and directed us towards a bottle of Bordeaux. It's one thing to speak english well, it's quite another to be able to intelligently describe a bottle of wine in a foreign language. He did just that, and then promptly asked us if we had a "screwdriver" or if we would like him to go ahead and open it for us. I have to admit, it only added to his charm.

We took our wine and headed towards the park next to the Eiffel Tower picking up a jambon beurre and a chocolate croissant on the way that we literally watched them take out of the oven. I greatly overestimated the alcohol tolerance of my sweet mother and apparently one glass of wine with lunch and half a bottle during our picnic was enough to do her in. I have to admit, it was quite amusing. Luckily, we made it to the top and she DOES remember the view.

We finished the day at a little cafe right next to our hotel. Our wine-fueled exhaustion led to this video which occurred after my mom butchered the pronunciation of "Jardin de Tuileries" and "Sacre Coeur". We had a very fun day to say the least... if you listen closely you can hear her calling me a not very nice name at the end:

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Note to Self...

On your next trip to Paris, while it is important to make sure the hotel room has air conditioning and internet, one should also request a room that has a bathroom door:
Luckily, between my hair accessories, The Dot's laundry aides, and this pointless skinny blanket that was at the foot of the bed, we were able to fashion a makeshift door to allow for a non-awkward mother/daughter cohabitating showering experience. {Also strangely missing: a shower curtain} It is also the size of a shoebox, but that was to be expected.

The room wasn't ready until 2:00 so we spent the day wandering around without much of a plan.

So far today: 
1 Seine Riverboat Cruise.
3 successful conversations with french people ending with 0 of them being offended.
2 major landmarks checked off.
1 wink from a creepy gelato guy.
2 wrong turns resulting in 30 minute detour back to hotel.

My travel companion got a bit frustrated with me when I got us lost, and I couldn't snip back since it's her birthday, but all is well that ends well. We made it through day one without getting mugged or losing anything, so I'm gonna chalk it up as a win thus far! 

Monday, August 1, 2011

Au Revoir!



My mom and I are off to France! Our flight leaves at 5pm and we arrive in Paris at 9:30 tomorrow which also happens to be her birthday! We don't have any concrete plans for the first day... probably just wandering around and taking it all in. First on my list is a toss-up between a jambon beurre and a nutella crepe. After fourteen years, my mouth is watering just thinking about either!

À la prochaine mes amis!