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DIY Pottery Barn Chairs

I recently acquired some fabric from Wholeport.com. Remember my repainted Ashley Furniture dining chairs? You know, the ones I blogged about almost 4 years ago (!!!) with the intention of replacing the fabric (4 years ago)? It's finally time. The original fabric, all stained and faded and pilled and yucky.   Pica does not approve. Last year, I found some beautiful Pottery Barn cushions on clearance. They were perfect for our living room. Fancy! (Just ignore the dog hair. There really is no stopping Pica. When she gets excited, which is ALL THE TIME, the hair just explodes from her body.) Since our dining room and living room are side-by-side, I wanted to recover our dining chairs with fabric that would complement the Pottery Barn pillows. But it's not like I could just order matching fabric from them. Have you seen their prices? They charge $8.50 for sand! Luckily, Wholeport had exactly what I've been looking for. Living room cushions...

Best Travel Site

I'm not supposed to be blogging right now, (that novel isn't going to write itself, after all) but I wanted to quickly share my favorite travel site. Have you tried the Google flight finding tool? I've loved it for a while, but only recently noticed this feature: THANK YOU, GOOGLE!!! Is that the coolest thing you've ever seen? The Google flight homepage automatically puts in my location (Albuquerque) and shows me everywhere in the entire world I can fly to, with the total cost of my roundtrip (or one way) airfare. The prices above are my options for ditching work today and hopping on a plane. Who'd have thought a last minute fare to Vegas could be so low? Then again, if I call in today, who else will help all the crazy parents who visit our office? It wouldn't be right.

Beware of Horny Birds

Have you ever seen the movie The Birds ? We took these photos at the Peel Zoo in Australia last year.   Call us crazy, but we decided not to enter. Remember when we visited Loreto ? Apparently, I'm a psychotic bird magnet. Wait...does that sentence imply that the birds are psychotic or that I am psychotic? Are there any grammar experts out there?

Run for Your Life!

Last week, I came home from work to discover that Sexy Nerd had a serious case of I-need-a-treadmill-right-now-or-I'll-go-crazy-itis. Nevermind that he never wants to take a walk with me. The idea had been planted in his mind and there was no getting around it. He'd chosen an inexpensive treadmill from Sears and was pacing the house, waiting for me to come home so we could go retrieve it. I did a little research first. The treadmill he'd chosen? According to online reviews, it was a 100% piece of junk. Sexy Nerd didn't care. He said the treadmill he'd really like is a NordicTrack, but that I'd never let him buy one because they're too expensive. Well, I found him a super deal on a top of the line NordicTrack, marked all the way down from $2000 to $250. (And don't try to blame the slim budget on me, Sexy Nerd. You think it's nuts to spend $2000 on a treadmill too, punk!) Despite the bargain, Sexy Nerd wanted nothing to do with the treadmill. I...

Sending NAKED Emails

Although SN and I started out in a long-distance relationship, with me in New Mexico and him in Michigan, drinking that famous Flint water, we haven't spent much time apart since before our wedding 6 years ago, when I took a family reunion trip to the Seychelles and Paris without him. (He "had to work", but I think the idea of 3 weeks nonstop with my mom terrified him. To be fair, it was pretty scary!) Now, he has been gone on a business trip for nearly 2 weeks and I'm kinda starting to miss him. He says he misses me too. So, I decided to have some fun and send him the following email: Subject: Here are some NAKED photos for you Message: Be sure to delete these after you look at them. The photos, one titled "hubba hubba" and the other "you know you love it": "I ain't afraid to show it, show it, show it, show it." "I'm sexy and I know it." Yep, that is a 100% collar-free, naked Pica . Sexy Nerd...

Puppy Tears

Jack Russell Terriers are known for their intelligence, and when Sexy Nerd left the house last week for a business trip, Pica knew exactly what his suitcase meant. She laid by the front door, whining, until I shooed her away. Even offering her a cookie did nothing to console the poor dog. I thought if I kept her away from the front door, she'd get distracted by something (a noise outside? a moth? a piece of dust?!) soon enough. Instead, she went straight to the garage door. Now, for my fellow South Park fans, you'll want to read this next part in the voice of Sexual Harassment Panda. I'm a saaaad Pica.