Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Little Rock, here I come

I just made my first major flub of the wedding planning.
I woke up productive this morning, so I've been working on printing invitations. As my printer turned those out, I decided to multi-task and book a flight for the shower in Little Rock. As I was clicking BUY TICKET on, I thought to myself, "This seems familiar."
Turns out, I had already booked a ticket directly through an airline.
I called Expedia, prepared to grovel and plead for the sake of my wedding budget. But they just let me off the hook--canceling the flight and refunding the price of the ticket and the booking fee. They are awesome!

There are lots of new pictures up at Flickr. Check out The Year of the Boar and Christmas with Mom and Mary.

Sunday, February 25, 2007


Maybe it was the two beers I had during the red-carpet walk, but I belly-laughed during Ellen's presentation. She was understated, but very funny.

I like watching the Oscars at home. It lets me ask out loud, "Why the hell did Jack Nicholson shave his head?" and "How many birds died to create Penelope Cruz' dress?"

John's asleep (it's after 10 p.m.), but I think I'll beat his Oscar predictions. We're tied with eight awards announced. Come on, Pan's Labryinth!

Monday, February 19, 2007

Scrooge Cordova

Scrooge Cordova
Originally uploaded by typingelbow.
You might think that this scrunchy faced guy was scowling at me because it's President's Day, and I'm only now getting around to posting Christmas pictures. But really, he's just irked that I'm sticking my camera in his face to get a better picture of his eyebrows.

The Chef is going to look just like this guy in 47 years. Cool hair, huh? There are more pictures from Christmas in Jersey on my Flickr page.

Sunday, February 11, 2007


On my way to the subway every morning, I am always careful not to remove my purse from my shoulder because every time I do, my iPod sends a little shock through my headphones. Usually, I just hear the crackling in my ears, but sometimes, the earbuds actually zap me a little. It doesn't matter whether my iPod is in my coat pocket or my purse, I get popped with a little static electricity on a regular basis.
Brandito doesn't seem to think this is normal, but I can't be the only one, right?

At least I don't have it as bad as this guy did.

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Ganging Up on the Sun

Forgive me for being out of touch this last week or so. The Chef's parents came into town, and we've been squealing about the wedding. We're full-on planning the details now.

I have been blissfully ignorant about this process and had no idea that so many decisions go into each part, even a simple invitation. Apparently the font on the invitation -- just the style of the type! -- tells the wedding guests volumes about your wedding. Like traditional or contemporary; hors d'oeuvres or sit-down dinner; ball gown or Daisy Dukes.

I know squat about fonts, except that I think the one I'm using here has serifs.

Anyway. About the title of this blog...

While I've been running around busy, I've discovered a new favorite band: Guster. Their CD, Ganging Up on the Sun, makes me 10 kinds of happy and I've listened to nothing else for two weeks. The Chef gets credit for discovering this one.

This is the way I hear Lightening Rod:
Standing on a building
I am a lightening rod
and all these clouds are so familiar.
Decending from the mountaintops
the Gods are threatenting
but I will return an honest soldier.

Steady on this highrise
like every lightening rod
and all these clouds are boiling over.
Swimming in adrenaline,
the sky is caving in.
I will remain an honest soldier.