Oh man could I use a happy hour this week! The first thing I'd mention if we were hanging out over wine would be that TheHusband and I have settled nicely back in to our "sugar mama" and "house husband" roles this week... It’s almost like that whole employment thing was a dream. A cash-flush dream. Don't get me wrong... I'm still an insomniac, constantly nauseous, on the verge of tears stress case over it. But I'm trying to keep my sense of humor because... well... it’s all I've got left between me and a massive melt down. So.
Also, I'm feeling better because I thought originally that there was no way I was going to be able to go on this house boat vacation TheHusband and I planned (and paid for) months ago because I couldn't afford to take the time off of work but I think I've figured out a way. Not that I think I should necessarily be taking vacation at a time like this but I'll tell you, staying home and working while my un-employed husband goes on the vacation that I paid for? That's just asking a little much... I try to put a happy face on everything but there are limits people. Limits.
If we were having wine I'd be forced to admit that the most painful fall out of the back to one income thing has been the fact that I wasn't able to start classes this week. I was wait-listed in two classes but once I sat down to work out the finances for the next couple weeks in light of our reduced income, I realized that there was no way I could justify spending $500 on classes right now. $500 buys a lot of groceries. And gas in the car. I'm just saying. So, as disappointed as I am, I'm making the best of it and have already got my calendar set up to check back for registration dates for the spring semester. Maybe I'll even make it IN to the class next time. Cross your fingers that we're back on solid ground by then!
Over wine I might mention how this glass of wine would pair perfectly with my absolute new favorite recipe ever. Thanks to one of my SIL's I still get Bon Appetit magazine and last month's issue featured all these awesome recipes for tomatoes... OMG you guys. I've made this one dish THREE TIMES! Its so good. Like crave-worthy good. You must try it. You'll thank me. You can find the recipe here: Chicken with Herb-Roasted Tomatoes and Pan Sauce. I just make it all in one pan - cause I hate doing dishes - so first roast the tomatoes and then transfer to a bowl and cook the chicken then transfer those to a plate and make the sauce. I've added mushrooms and kale to mine (separate occasions) and both were fantastic. I think I might just make the tomato part one time and serve over grilled fish. Or omelets for brunch. The possibilities are endless!
Over wine I'd probably tell you how I'm still absolutely in love with my organic food box... Not sure how I managed without it all those years! Local folks - go check it out: Planet Organics. I really wish I had the time to get a planter box in our community garden... I miss having my own tomatoes, peppers and herbs growing. That's definitely on the bucket list.
Speaking of bucket lists... Does anyone actually have one? Cause I'm thinking about starting one. I've been watching along as one of my favorite new found bloggers checks things off of what she calls her "mighty life list". Its inspiring! I mean, I don't know if I would ever really aspire to eating 100's of different kinds of fruits but... I would like to go to Burning Man one day... That definitely has to go on the life list! And I still haven't ever swam with the dolphins... Or finished a complete story. In any size! Not even a novella! Or an article! Something to think about. It'd have to be something I could randomly add stuff too as thoughts occur to me (or I learn of new exciting things to try).
Showing posts with label Coffee/Wine Date. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Coffee/Wine Date. Show all posts
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Wine?
Oh man this week has been a doozy you guys. I wish I could get everyone together and ACTUALLY drink wine and bitch about things... Its therapeutic. You know? But this is fun, pretending, also.
Over a glass of wine I'd probably confess that I've become seriously obsessed with the music by Michael Kiwanuka. Like, been on repeat constantly for the last few days, obsessed. I read a few reviews about him after Outside Lands, which I did not go to but had several friends who attended and lots of bloggers I read went so it was ~almost~ like I was there. But I digress. YouTube this guy. Right. Now. You're welcome.
If we were drinking wine I'd tell you how nervous I am to (possibly) be going back to school. Seriously? First day of school jitters? At 33? WTF. I may or may not be planning to drag TheHusband to the campus over the weekend so I can get a lay out of the buildings and where exactly my classes are. That way I won't feel like a complete moron wandering around in a rush on Monday. Eeek.
When we got to the second glass of wine you'd probably notice that my head was someplace else and I'd finally be forced to spill the beans on the thing that has been all consuming for the last week... Y'all. TheHusband's job? That contract he got until the end of the year, that could possibly turn in to something long term but even if not would help him get back in the work force and buy us some much needed financial breathing room? Its ending. Like, any day now could be his last day, company is going under, "go ahead and send your resume out and let us know if you need time off to interview" ending. At this point we're not even sure he's going to get his last pay check (which was supposed to come yesterday). And no, he doesn't qualify for any more unemployment. I am so...
I'm so not up for talking about it yet. I'm sorry guys. Can I have some more of that wine?
Over a glass of wine I'd probably confess that I've become seriously obsessed with the music by Michael Kiwanuka. Like, been on repeat constantly for the last few days, obsessed. I read a few reviews about him after Outside Lands, which I did not go to but had several friends who attended and lots of bloggers I read went so it was ~almost~ like I was there. But I digress. YouTube this guy. Right. Now. You're welcome.
If we were drinking wine I'd tell you how nervous I am to (possibly) be going back to school. Seriously? First day of school jitters? At 33? WTF. I may or may not be planning to drag TheHusband to the campus over the weekend so I can get a lay out of the buildings and where exactly my classes are. That way I won't feel like a complete moron wandering around in a rush on Monday. Eeek.
When we got to the second glass of wine you'd probably notice that my head was someplace else and I'd finally be forced to spill the beans on the thing that has been all consuming for the last week... Y'all. TheHusband's job? That contract he got until the end of the year, that could possibly turn in to something long term but even if not would help him get back in the work force and buy us some much needed financial breathing room? Its ending. Like, any day now could be his last day, company is going under, "go ahead and send your resume out and let us know if you need time off to interview" ending. At this point we're not even sure he's going to get his last pay check (which was supposed to come yesterday). And no, he doesn't qualify for any more unemployment. I am so...
I'm so not up for talking about it yet. I'm sorry guys. Can I have some more of that wine?
Thursday, August 02, 2012
Coffee Date
Even though I have sorely neglected my own piece of the internets here, I have been keeping up with other people's blogs (and even have found a few new ones). I guess I'm a better blog follower than blogger? I just love reading people's stories and ideas. Anyway, I can't find the origin of this particular thing but I noticed a few bloggers out there do this "coffee date" blog post every week... The idea is to be able to get out lots of little things you would say to a friend over coffee but without the formality of a well thought out post. Sounds like its right up my alley!
So...
If we were out having coffee I'd tell you all about this new program I've been accepted into at the local community college. Its an Enology and Viticulture program, which basically is fancy-pants lingo for the study of wine, wine making and so on. I might bitch a little about how I have applied for this program THREE seperate times and every time I get accepted they set my registration date so flippin late that by the time I go in not only are ALL the classes full but all the wait lists are full also. But then I'd be excited because I'm numbers 5 & 6 respectively on the wait lists for the two classes I'm trying to get in to and according to a couple friends who are in the program currently, the professors always let the wait listed folks in if they show up on the first day of class. I might also mention that I'm just that tad bit nervous about going back to school... Am I too old for this?
If we were having coffee I'd tell you about the job I *almost* got that I thought I really wanted but then decided I really didn't... Its funny how people's priorities change over time right? And how sometimes you don't even realize your priorities have changed until something smacks you upside the head to make you notice? Five years ago this would have been my absolute dream job... Today? Not so much it seems.
If we were having coffee I'd tell you that I finally (!) wore high heels to work this week for the first time since spectacularly spraining my ankle in Mexico 9 weeks ago. It was only one day but hey, baby steps right? I'd probably brag about my 4-6 mile run/walks that I'd been adding to my training regime now that my ankle doesn't swell up painfully every night, in the hopes of shedding some of this extra "padding" on my belly. I might also spend some time day dreaming about Mexico... Though in my day dreams I wouldn't look pregnant. Or like Shamu in a two-piece.
If we were having coffee I'd tell you about that time I decided that maybe, just maybe, I should go buy myself a pair of pants in the next bigger size, just to tide me over with something comfortable to wear while I'm in the midst of yet another great weight loss fight. I may or may not mention that I actually ended up buying myself 3 pairs of pants (on sale though) that were 2 or 3 sizes bigger than anything else in my closet. No wonder I feel like such a fat ass getting ready for work in the mornings! Actually, on second thought, I probably would not share this story about the never-to-be-discussed larger size pants if we were at coffee... No one likes to see a grown woman cry into her Americano.
If we were having coffee I'd want to hear all about what YOU'VE been up to!
So...
If we were out having coffee I'd tell you all about this new program I've been accepted into at the local community college. Its an Enology and Viticulture program, which basically is fancy-pants lingo for the study of wine, wine making and so on. I might bitch a little about how I have applied for this program THREE seperate times and every time I get accepted they set my registration date so flippin late that by the time I go in not only are ALL the classes full but all the wait lists are full also. But then I'd be excited because I'm numbers 5 & 6 respectively on the wait lists for the two classes I'm trying to get in to and according to a couple friends who are in the program currently, the professors always let the wait listed folks in if they show up on the first day of class. I might also mention that I'm just that tad bit nervous about going back to school... Am I too old for this?
If we were having coffee I'd tell you about the job I *almost* got that I thought I really wanted but then decided I really didn't... Its funny how people's priorities change over time right? And how sometimes you don't even realize your priorities have changed until something smacks you upside the head to make you notice? Five years ago this would have been my absolute dream job... Today? Not so much it seems.
If we were having coffee I'd tell you that I finally (!) wore high heels to work this week for the first time since spectacularly spraining my ankle in Mexico 9 weeks ago. It was only one day but hey, baby steps right? I'd probably brag about my 4-6 mile run/walks that I'd been adding to my training regime now that my ankle doesn't swell up painfully every night, in the hopes of shedding some of this extra "padding" on my belly. I might also spend some time day dreaming about Mexico... Though in my day dreams I wouldn't look pregnant. Or like Shamu in a two-piece.
If we were having coffee I'd tell you about that time I decided that maybe, just maybe, I should go buy myself a pair of pants in the next bigger size, just to tide me over with something comfortable to wear while I'm in the midst of yet another great weight loss fight. I may or may not mention that I actually ended up buying myself 3 pairs of pants (on sale though) that were 2 or 3 sizes bigger than anything else in my closet. No wonder I feel like such a fat ass getting ready for work in the mornings! Actually, on second thought, I probably would not share this story about the never-to-be-discussed larger size pants if we were at coffee... No one likes to see a grown woman cry into her Americano.
If we were having coffee I'd want to hear all about what YOU'VE been up to!
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