Monday, January 31, 2011

I love stuff. And I love this stuff so much I want share this stuff with you. You are welcome.

So I am completely, totally, head over heels hooked on the Style Lush. (Thanks, Caitlin.) Have you guys checked this site out yet? I'm addicted. It's basically a big blog of awesomeness, full of products and fashion and decorating ideas. I can hardly stand it I love it so much.
And you know how one of your friends has something that you just love? And they are a butthole and won't tell you where they got it? I hate that. And I am so not like that. If you compliment me on something, I am most likely going to tell you: A) whether or not it was a gift, B) exactly where I got it if it wasn't a gift, and C) how much I paid for it.
For example:
Random Admirer: Ooooh April, I like your shirt!
Me: Thank you. Old Navy clearance rack, seven bucks.
You see how that works? It's not hard to talk about your stuff. People welcome it. So share. Mmmmkay?
So I think I'll take a moment to practice what I preach a little. I have some new favorite things and favorite places and favorite people. So let's talk about them, because I know they could be your favorite things or places or people, too. And if not, that's okay. But your taste is questionable.
So let's start with food, wanna?
My new favorite place in the entire world, and many of you are sick of hearing me talk about it, but oh well. Mellow Mushroom. Oh. Em. Jeezies. This pizza is so good it will make you want to slap your mama. My fave is the Buffalo Chicken, but I shared a piece of my friend Amy's Ceasar Pizza when we went there New Year's Eve and it was super yummy. Their fresh baked pretzels are also amazing and their beer selection is pretty extensive, which makes Uberman super happy. Even better, we have not had one teeny tiny moment of bad service there, EVER. So if you haven't been to Mellow Mushroom, what are you doing sitting here wasting time reading my blog? Get off your booty and go eat some pizza!
Any of you who know me in person, know how much my mother in law spoils me. One of my most favorite things I own is the Toy Watch she gave me for Christmas last year.

Love it! It is the greatest watch ever. Plus it looks super fancy. I wear it everywhere and with everything. I am so in love with my watch I want to marry it. But this year for Christmas she gave me one of these:

It's a Fruitz watch by Phillip Stein. It's supposed to harmonize your biorythms and balance your chi and make your aura sparkle and stuff like that. I don't know if I believe that but I am all up for anything that gets me to calm the flip down and stop being such a spazz all the time. Whatever, it looks super cute on my wrist and I love the color! I'm not going to tell you how much this one cost because it's kinda ridonculous. But I ask you, can we really put a price on the importance of harmonizing your biorythms?? No. I don't think we can. It comes in a variety of different "fruitz," so get your own. The watermelon is mine. Capice?
One of my most favorite new discoveries is courtesy of my girl Raia. (Who, by the way, totally turns 40 today so stop by her blog and tell her HAPPY BIRTHDAY. But you have to say it like that, totally loud and all caps so she can hear you because she is old now.) She gave me a goody bag of fun stuff to keep at my desk when I got my new job, and one of the items was Lush Lemony Flutter Cuticle Butter.
Dudes. I am so addicted to this little pot of yummyness that if I can't find it, I start to freak out a little. My cuticles and I are not friends, you know? They rebel against me and crack and peel and then I get this thing I call The Hamburger Thumb. My thumb will turn red like raw hamburger meat and the pain is unbearable. And it doesn't hurt that I pick at it until it bleeds and then I have to walk around with the Hello Kitty Band-Aid. Now, I put a tiny bit of this product on my cuticles and the tops of my hands and just rub it in. It smells like lemony heaven, and my hands look fab. No more Hamburger Thumb. Need I say more?
When we went to Europe this fall, I needed a pair of shoes that would be comfy and cute, and not make me stand out like a stupid American tourist. No one wants to be that guy. Because it was late fall and COLD for this Arizona girl, I decided boots may be my best bet. I found these:

They are Skechers Tone-Ups and I realize they look a little club foot, but they are the most comfortable shoes I have ever worn in my entire life. I walked a million miles all over Europe wearing these comfy boots and I felt like the streets were cushioned just for me. They kept me warm and looked cute with every pair of pants I brought. Two weeks ago I wore them all over Disneyland. I love, love, LOVE my boots.
The past six months have resulted in the development of a coffee addiction. Which means I have been on the hunt for a travel mug that would keep my coffee hot and also look cute in my hand. Everything is an accessory, people. Everything. I found the Fill Drink Wash Repeat cup by Copco at the Wal-Mart for $4.00! I love it. Hot coffee and dishwasher safe. Holla! Oh, and also environmentally friendy. Don't accuse me of not being green, y'all. Mine looks just like the one below but the band is RED.

So once I got the perfect cup to keep hot stuff hot, I figured I needed one to keep cold stuff cold. Makes sense, right? And you know how I love my daily Diet Coke. Can't function without it. Uberman's cousin the Teacher got me one of these little beauties for Christmas:

It's a double insulated tumbler from Cost Plus World Market. On Black Friday they had a deal for purchasing a single cup for something ridiculous like $2. She picked up a red one for me and a clear one for herself. This cup is always on my desk at work keeping my cold refreshing berages cold and refreshing. Plus it doesn't sweat so BONUS!
Another of my fabulous cousins in law recently started her own party planning business. Please go visit Serena at Rylie Boo Events and check out all her awesome ideas and recipes. We had a game night at her a house a few weeks ago and it was AMAZING. She went all out and the food was to die for. The girl has some mad skillz.
I have tons more to share with you guys, but I don't want to overwhelm you with the fabulousness. Totally a word. So is fabulocity. I made them up and you can use them. You are welcome. Anyhoots. I think we will call it a day for now. Next week I will talk to you about my amazing Betsy Johnson bracelet and also we are going to pimp Stacey's Sassytoppers again. Because that's how we roll around here. We like to pimp.
If you end up falling in love with any of the products I have listed here, please let me know, only because I am curious about how I am contributing positivity to your lives. I think it's because of the Fruitz watch. Yeah. This thing is working. Now I'm gonna go chill.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Me, Dee and all things Disney

So April, how's that posting twice a week thing working out for ya? What about the running?? How many miles have you logged?

You guys are such haters.

But I have started cleaning up my office so HA HA! In your FACE!

I just got back from Disneyland. It was glorious. Don't tell Dee I told you this, but she turned 40 while we were there. I know, right? It totally happened. And she didn't spontaneously combust or anything.

The first time I ever went to Disneyland was with Dee. Did I ever tell you guys that? Well as you know, Dee and I met in 9th grade PE. We were paired up for badminton because our last names started with the same letter and we stood next to each other alphabetically in the line up. I am sure she was thrilled to have the new girl with the bad attitude as a partner, just as I was thrilled about getting stuck with the pretty little goody two shoes. But somehow, we were soul mates. She was the fric to my frac. We were opposite ends of the personality spectrum, but together we were a harmonious balance. We spent every weekend sleeping over at each other's houses from pretty much then on, until Dee ditched me by going off to college. Bitch.

But I digress.

For Dee's 17th birthday, her amazing dad took us to The Compass Room for dinner. The Compass Room was a pretty fancy shmancy place to go at the time. Maybe it still is, I don't know. I'm the mother of three. Chili's is as fancy as we get around these parts. So anyhoo, Tom, that's Dee's dad, took us to the Compass Room. It's a revolving restaurant at the top of the Hyatt hotel in downtown Phoenix. We had to get all dressed up and use manners and everything. It was pretty hot stuff.

So we are sitting there at dinner talking about various stuff that's fun to talk about when you are 16 & 17 and somehow it came up that I had never been to Disneyland.

"What?" Tom asked in complete shock. "Are you serious? How could you be 16 years old and have never been to Disneyland?"

It just wasn't anything we had ever been able to afford in my childhood. My kids have no idea how lucky they are, considering they have all been there a million times. But Tom just sat back in his seat and said "Well, we are gonna have to go. You need to go. So let's go. I'll call your parents and tell them I am taking you to Disneyland. We'll fly out on a Friday night and come home Sunday."

I just stared at him. It was that easy. We were just going to pack up and go to Disneyland for the weekend. By plane.

And we went. Two weeks later. We stayed in a fancy hotel in Hollywood because it was between Disneyland and Magic Mountain and he thought we might as well go to both since we were going to be so close and all. We spent the whole day Saturday in Disneyland. I was completely overwhelmed by the magic. I loved every moment, every ride, every attraction, every single solitary thing about that day. Especially the fact that Tom wore a Goofy hat the entire day. He sat on the curb with us on Main Street, eating ice cream and watching the parade. He went on every ride. He made sure that I saw all of the special little secrets about Disneyland that few people notice, like the golden spike under the castle at the entrance to Fantasy Land. That is the dead center of Disneyland. Did you know that?

It was a magical day. A magical trip that I have cherished forever. It started my love for all things Disney. And I have been back a million times since.

Last week we had the best time in Disneyland with our families: mine, Dee's and Tom's. Tom came with his wife and young daughter. Yep. Dee's little sister also turned 5 last week and this was her first trip to Disneyland as well. My little Boo had the best time riding rides and getting her face painted with her new friend Sassypants. It was like we went full circle.

So thank you Dee. For being my BFF for 25 years. For putting up with my crazy, for loving me even when I lose the train tickets, for sharing your amazing family with me, and for being the wind beneath my wings. I love you!

And thank you Tom. For being such a big part of my life. You're one of my heroes. Goofy hat and all.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Should old aquaintance be forgot...

Hello Lovers! And Happy New Year to each and every one of your sweet little faces!

I know last year I complained that 2009 just flew by, but holy buckets 2010 was a flash! I'm still kind of in shock over how quickly everything came and went, aren't you? And if you still have your Christmas tree up, let me hear a hellz yeah!


Seriously? I am the only one? I think some of us are lying.

So where do I begin?? 2010 was an amazing year. And when I say amazing, I mean it didn't suck. At all. I started the year with two resolutions:

1. Get a new job
2. Lose some chub

And guess what?? We have success, people!!

The new job is good. Not something I want to do forever, but definitely a million steps out of HELL and towards more opportunities in the future. My new boss is awesome. She actually does her job. I mean WOW! She listens to me. She provides constructive feedback. Sometimes if I ask her a question, she says "I don't know the answer, but I will find out." And then guess what?? She actually finds out! She will follow up with me usually the same day to give me an answer. And even better, it's the real answer. Not just some crazy crap she made up because she was too lazy to find out the actual answer. And, I have not once heard her make a racist or insensitive remark. And she never rubs her boobs on the male members of the team. Never. I know, right? Huge improvement from last year! (I would, however, really like a different schedule because working Sundays sucks. Even though I can go in looking like a hot mess in track pants, sweatshirt and my sparkly silver Converse. But that is my only complaint.)

And as for losing the chub, slowly but surely baby. I have lost over 20 pounds since August. I feel so much better and I am down almost two whole sizes. Ideally I need to lose 40 more. And that is my goal. 40 more pounds before my birthday in September. Totally doable. Especially since my in-laws gave me a pretty sweet bike for Christmas. I just hope it doesn't make my butt look big.

So let's talk about our New Year's Resolutions, shall we? This is what I intend to accomplish this year:

1. Lose 40 pounds
2. Start Running!
3. Organize the office. No really. I'm gonna do it. Stop laughing. Gosh, you guys are so rude.
4. Take a class (probably a writing class, maybe a Lit class, but something fun).
5. Read one book a month.
6. Clear the Netflix queue.
7. Convince myself that laundry has a shelf-life and fold it within 24 hours of pulling it from the dryer. Seriously. Stop with the eye rolling and snickering. Yes I see you. I am really going to do this. I'm not going to share things with you guys anymore if this is how you act.
8. Write more. At least two posts a week.
9. Stop rolling my eyes at my husband.
10. Work on being more empathetic. Because apparently I am not. At all. And I had no idea.

More about that and some other discoveries of 2010 in my next post. Happy New Year my fair readers! I am looking forward to hanging with you in 2011!