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March 18, 2007

Sitting in the airport, waiting on a plane.

7am flights stink. Badly. Even if I wasn't spectacularly knackered, I'd still hate to be here. But here I am. Going home. Hallelujah. My own bed is calling my name and I can hear it from 1500 miles away. Apparently I have a loud bed.

I realized I had a couple other celeb sightings that I didn't mention in my last post. One of the guys from Arrested Development was hanging out at the Blender after party a couple of nights ago. He was impressed with Tammy's mad Guitar Hero skillz. She does have some mad skillz....

And the other day, we were at a Kings of Leon concert (Cameo's favoritest band EVER) and we saw Kirsten Dunst. For reals. Apparently a Kings fan. The end.....

March 17, 2007

I _may_ be getting too old for this...

So first of all, I officially have the best job in the world. I've sworn myself to never actually saying where I work in hopes of thwarting those who would Google my name and my company's name and thus decide to stalk me. But suffice it to say I have the best job in the world.

At the moment, I'm sitting in a Starbucks in Austin, TX. I'm here for SXSW, enjoying my third straight hungover morning (Mom, please forget you saw this sentence). The bands have been awesome. We've seen so many bands, they're all blurring together, but a couple celebrity sightings have been especially memorable....

Wednesday, we saw Lily Allen perform at Stubb's. Loads of fun, and I really like her (even though she's 18 and a little whiny). Late Wednesday night, about 2am, I was leaving Miriam's hotel and guess who was dancing in the driveway... Lily Allen! She was drunk and had a glass of champagne in her hand (did I mention the 18 thing?). As I walked away, I distinctly heard the sound of breaking glass...

Then yesterday, Friday (I think), Tammy and I were walking down the street in search of food and we saw the Flaming Lips posing for some pictures. Tammy had her camera and managed to get a pic of the lead singer - Wayne Coyne. That was pretty cool. We've been trying the whole time we've been here to catch one of the many, many cameo performances by Pete Townsend, but thus far have managed to miss every one of them.

Anyway, at this point, I'm tired. I want to go home. I have about 18 hours left until my 7am flight, and I'm really looking forward to sleeping in my own bed, with my own husband, and my own cat sleeping on my own face. And someday soon, I WILL have clothes that don't smell like an ashtray. With any luck at all.

Ciao!

March 6, 2007

Death by Cuteness!, Part the second

It's only been a month since my last post, which I figure is waaaaay better than some of my previous lapses. I always feel like I'm begging for forgiveness for being slow and I'm the one who actually DOES let others know what's going on. :-) Yes, I'm talking to YOU. You know who you are.... </guilt trip>

Anywho. So what's new? I've been sucked into yet another stupid blog. Makes me laugh. A lot. I don't normally think of myself as star-struck, but I suppose my enjoyment of this is telling... Go Fug Yourself (And for the uninitiated, here's their definition of "fug", taken directly from their website, oh, please, oh, please don't sue me, I'm linking to you because I like you and I'm just trying to share, not steal from your website.)

..."Fug" comes from "fugly," which is a contraction of "fantastically ugly" (or an f-word more prurient, if you like...)

I just really like the idea that celebrities have trouble finding something to wear because they're usually so beautiful and skinny and perfect and rich. This is proof that they have bad hair days, too, and sometimes they even have (!! gasp !!) fat days.

Speaking of toasters... Lulu is growing like a weed. When we first got her, she was so tiny, weighing about 3.5 lbs. She just about fit in the palm of your hand (well, with her legs hanging off in all directions, but you COULD support her whole body with one hand). Now, though, she's up to just over 7 lbs. and still the cutest thing EVER.

See?

We're going to puppy class every Saturday, where we get to play with all kinds of different puppies and we learn to Sit and Lie Down and Stay and all those lovely things you don't remember your parents ever teaching the family dog, but the dog obviously knew how to do, so SOMEone had to teach him...

The first week we went to puppy class, all the dogs were, of course, scared to death, except for Lulu who was more "Puppies! Puppies! Puppies! Play with me! Now! Play! Please?! You smell interesting! You're smaller than me! Do you mind if I chew your tail off!?!? Play! Play! Play!" for the whole hour. I kid you not. The trainer even called Lulu a "challenge", which is exactly what you want to hear about your "baby" on the first day of school. By the end of class, I was exhausted. It's a good thing the floors in the store are slippery so Lulu spent the whole class "treadmilling" at the end of her leash.

That was 4 weeks ago. Now we're doing a little better. Lulu is officially the wonder dog. She's learned Sit and Down and will do them immediately on command about 95% of the time. But the one that really wowed everyone was the "Leave It" command, where you put a treat between her paws on the floor and tell her to leave it there until you say different. I swear I didn't teach her to do that, she just did it. But of course, there wasn't anyone else in the class who could do it, so I looked like a total rock star. (Hee! Challenge THAT, trainer woman!) Sarah has this theory that it's because my previous experience has been training cats and they're about a million times harder to teach. I have my own theories....

We're working right now to finish off all those things we just didn't get to when we first moved into the house - putting up sheers on all the windows downstairs, getting a new cover for the futon so it'll match the curtains, hanging more pictures on the walls, etc. It's finally beginning to sound like we're going to have guests and I really want the house to be finished before they see it.

I'm going to be out of town next week, in Texas for SXSW. When I was offered tickets, my first thought was that I'd rather just have the days off, but I figure opportunities like this don't come along every day and I really should go. It'll be fun, though there's a large part of me still leaning towards punting and just staying home for 3 days.

So that's what's new. I really do need to stop avoiding work and get something done. I leave you with this inspirational quote: "Smoking kills, and if you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life." - Brooke Shields

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