Thursday, May 26, 2011

Home Decor?

by Steph

Yep. I'm diving into that category on this blog. Oh boy are we in for a ride.

Let me just start by saying I have NEVER felt the need to decorate a space I live in. Ask my college roommate. If I was in the mood I might hang a corkboard or calendar but I wasn't all into the decorations and matchy stuff and all that.

Now I live in a teeny, tiny apartment with my husband. We've been there 9 months and the only things we've hung are the giant mirror (that really just needed to be off the floor to make space) and a coat rack that we got at the Flea Market for $2.

This was partly because of my lack of interest in decorating but also because we just plain old didn't have the time to go shop for stuff.

The nicest thing we have in our apartment is a 5 piece bedroom set that we had on loan from a friend. The day has come where they need their bedroom set back and maybe because it's spring (yes, technically it still is) or maybe because I'm a woman {and emotional} or maybe because I'm tired of staring at blank walls, but whatever the reason I'm feeling the need/urge/desperate desire to finally decorate!

First thing's first.

I think we'll go the Ikea route for the bedroom set because a) people on Craigslist ask for just as much money as new stuff and b) I love Ikea. It's fun putting things together even if you do it wrong the first 12 times and have to take it apart which takes 6 times as long as any normal person. The instructions are in Swedish!!! {No, they're not but it seems like a good excuse.} Other than that we don't have any decor or theme really going in here (unless you count the 4,892 yellow flowers we have leftover from our wedding).

Living Room/Dining Room Decor
We have a theme in our living room/dining room area right now. It's called "we just got married. 9 months ago." Okay, so it's not a theme, more like a pile of stuff that we have nowhere to put. Again, Ikea to the rescue. I'm thinking cool shelves with baskets or some kind of storage system to hide the pile of junk. Wait 'til you see the before pics.

Can't do much here because our tiny kitchen has cabinets covering all the walls so it's not exactly a space for decorating.

We kind of already have the colors - a slate blue and dark brown. But I would like to find something to hang on the wall so I can see pretty things when I pee.

So here's the thing, I have no idea where to start. I mean, do I just google "decor inspiration"? Is that nerdy? Am I being a total spaz here? Or should I just start hitting up the thrift stores and flea markets for some cool vintage things that just jump out at me?

I need help people.


Wednesday, May 25, 2011


by Steph

UPDATE: ANSWERS ADDED {because I know you were all dying to know}

I love movies. I love watching them. All of them. Funny, dramatic, action, cheesy, etc.

Whenever I'm around my sisters, we're always quoting movies followed by a "What's that from!?!?!" Sometimes the person asking doesn't know either. It's really annoying when you can't remember where a movie quote is from.

My husband loves how we go on and on about it. It's his favorite thing to hear us say the lines over and over again until we remember.

So... because it's Wednesday, because I'm bored, and because I'd like you to know just how deep and wide my movie spectrum is, here's a few to tickle your brain. Warning: they're super obscure movie quotes. If you get them, you're probably related. If you're not related, you spend way too much time watching movies.

"My friends call me _____."
"Of whom you have many I'm sure."
Mike, The Philadelphia Story

"But you have heard of me..."
The Pirates of the Carribean: The Curse of the Black Pearl

"Your hands are cold."
Pride and Prejudice

"I find your lack of faith disturbing."
Star Wars: A New Hope

"Well he is very now now!"
The Return of the Pink Panther

"Not wa--? Oh dear. What an awkward situation."
Sleeping Beauty

"What color are their hands now?"
The Great Muppet Caper

"Use those insipid words again and I shall leave the room this instant!"
Sense and Sensibility

"I can't go when someone's watching.....I don't trust you. You'll look."
The Mummy Returns

"Oh great, if anyone attacks we can blink them to death."
Toy Story

"Boy, Captain America over here. Best of the best of the best sir! With honors!"
Men in Black

"You can call me Susan if it makes you happy."

And some Friends quotes (if you can remember the episode):

"Did I mention in high school I was a cow?"
Rachel (pretending to be Monica), Season 1, The One with 2 Parts (George Clooney and Noah Wyle guest star as cute doctors and Monica and Rachel have switched places so Rachel could use Monica's health insurance)

" night...I can still hear the screaming..."
"That's 'cause I do it through the wall to scare you."
Chandler, Joey, Season 4, The One with the Jellyfish (when they are telling the story of Chandler peeing on Monica's stung leg)

"Y-O-U-apostrophe-R-E means YOU ARE. Y-O-U-R means YOUR!!!"
Ross, Season 4, The One with the Jellyfish (after breaking up with Rachel - for real)

"He's a-a-a a transpondster!!!"
"That's not even a word!!!"
Rachel, Monica, Season 4, The One with the Embryos (Rachel is trying to guess Chandler's job)

"The line is a dot to you!"
Joey, Season 4, The One Where Chandler Crosses the Line (and kisses Joey's girlfriend Kathy)

"We're bracelet buddies!"
"That's what they'll call us!"
Joey, Chandler, Season 2, The One with the Prom Video (Joey finally gets a job on Days of our Lives and buys Chandler "the eyesore from the Liberace house of crap" as a thank you for pizza and rent)

Tuesday, May 24, 2011


by Steph

I'm going to do a vacation countdown by starting each week with an outfit inspiration for the trip (like yesterday's). These are not things I own (except for the fedora and romper from yesterday) but mostly cute outfits for summer vacations. Hopefully I'll remember that I decided to do this in like 8 weeks...

In other news, Yosemite trip is in less than 2 weeks and my dearest friend Bekki gets married in like 4 days. We'll be heading back down to LA on Thursday and staying for the holiday weekend (which is 12 hours round trip in the car). Yosemite is about 3.5 hours from here so there's another 7ish hours on the open road.

So I made a list of things we usually do on a roadtrip:
  • HOUR #1: Sing Disney songs at top volume until your husband almost crashes trying to steer and put his hand over your mouth at the same time. (Other albums that work: Spice Girls, Mariah Carey, 80's music)
  • HOUR #1.5: Look for the 90 foot fence somewhere in the middle of nowhere on the 5 which my husband calls "the zombie fence". I like to think they're keeping dinosaurs. Then argue over which seems more likely.
  • HOUR #2: Listen to sermons. (the best for making a trip go by fast!!!)
  • HOUR #3: Eat lots of sugary junk food which causes hyper-ness and then have a sugar crash which causes nap time (This really makes the trip go by fast also. If you're not the driver.)
  • HOUR #4: Every motor home you see with a car being towed behind it say "Hey look at that car tailgating. People these days." Listen to another sermon.
  • HOUR #5: Stop for some greasy In 'n Out at Kettleman City. Hold your breath through Coalinga. Start to get really impatient and annoy the driver (aka hubsy) until he threatens to feed you more sugar or crash your side of the car.
  • HOUR #6: Have serious discussions about life.
  • Arrive at your destination. Fall on the floor and kiss the ground since you're so thankful to be out of the car.
  • Plop yourself on your sister's sofa for the next 6 hours watching the cable you wish you had at home. It's a luxury, people.
UPDATE: These are things I do in the car with my husband. Now if I was in the cars with my sisters, Hour #1 would be on repeat for a few hours and then movie quote guessing would take up the rest of the time. Know your audience.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Maui excitement/let down's

by Steph

  1. Letdown: I asked the hubsy if he wanted to go parasailing. He said "No way, I've seen Jurassic Park [3]."
  2. Letdown: My sister said I shouldn't pack that much. I said "Honey, please. Do you even know who you're talking to? I'll probably have to have 18 outfits for 7 days." She rolled her eyes at me. On Gmail Chat.
  3. Letdown: I told my hubby we'd have to get snorkel stuff. He said he wasn't about to get in the water to go swimming with bull sharks. But he does want to go surfing. How he'll accomplish that will be quite a sight to see. {Note: the bull shark is the most aggressive shark in the world because it's testosterone level is at 900. The average grown man has a testosterone level of like 40. The perk is that it lives in fresh AND saltwater. That is what my research has led me to believe - Dr. Stephanie Reiner, Ammateur Shark Expert}
  4. Excitement: I told my husband that we're also going to have to get an underwater camera because if I see a shark, I'll want a picture for my blog.
  5. Excitement: (?) The car we're renting is "Economy sized" according to Enterprise Rent-a-car. My hubs asked if they had anything like a Jeep. I said yes, but it's twice the cost and showed him a picture of the Chevy Aveo (what the rental place deems as economy sized). He said "No, we want something with a hand break to do sweet stunts in. You got the insurance, right?"
  6. Excitement: 1 day down, 106 days to go.
  7. Major excitement: planning outfits {I have some minor DIY improvements to make this romper a bit more modest/comfortable and yes it's only $9 at F21!!!}

Friday, May 20, 2011

Friday List

by Steph
  • Useless things I know: all the words to songs like Rodeo Clowns (Jack Johnson), Wild Wild West (Will Smith) and Prince Ali (from the movie Aladdin)
  • Things at work I dislike: the exploding pooper (and the bathroom that's 10 feet away from my desk), being subjected to fluorescent lighting all day and the people who email, then call to ask if I got the email and then say everything that was in the email, then say "I"ll just email you what we chatted about", then email and then call again to see if I got the second email. {Mr. Sales Rep, if you don't trust technology, then stop using it. For the sake of my sanity.}
  • Things I'll do this weekend: snuggle/cuddle with the hubs, a TKB class and procrastinate cleaning the bathroom {Any (current or ex) roommate of mine knows how much I dislike this. Gone are the days when I could trade like "I'll take out the trash if you clean the bathroom". Enter: the days of being a wife. We're still working on the part where I'm supposed to be joyful about it.}
  • Times my husband gave me a "look" when I showed him what I ordered from Forever 21: 7 (1 for each item) {Got a look and a laugh with the fedora - sweet guy that one}
  • Pounds I've lost since I started working out again: -2 {there may or may not be cookie dough involved}
  • Times I've looked at the clock hoping it's already 3pm: 4
  • Stacks of papers on my desk: 7
  • Blogs I've caught up on this morning: all
  • Story about last night: I was awakened at the ripe hour of 3 o'clock this morning by the sound of a cat screaming. This isn't the first time I've heard a cat yell. It sounds like a baby crying. My thought was "someone shut that baby up" which is probably concerning if there really is a baby crying outside our apartment at 3 in the morning. Just ask Kendi. She and I are not ready for babies yet. {She just posted about the crying cats yesterday and then like magic, they wake me up in the middle of the night today. We're like kindred spirits.} Also, right when the cats were in the throws of their yelling, someone was having a drag race on our street. I promise it sounded like there was a race track in our living room. My husband just started laughing at all the noise. He's good humored like that. Unlike me who had thoughts of pulling that shotgun out from under our bed and ridding our apartment complex of cats FOREVER and then being that lady who calls the cops complaining that some hooligans are making too much noise. {By the way, I really dislike cats. In fact, I'm not super attached to animals in general. I'm sorry I'm such a horrible human being but like J. Mac says... I don't have anything in common with them.}
  • Thank the Good Lord that it's Friday, right?

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Sandy beaches...

by Steph

Guess what.

Okay, don't guess.

We're going to Maui!!!

I know... I had my heart set on Disneyland. But after some consideration, I realized, we can always go to Disneyland. We visit So Cal at least a dozen times a year to see my family. And we won't always have the money to go to Maui.

7 days and 6 nights of paradise, starting on our exact wedding date (September 5th). I'm so so SO thankful that the Lord has provided for us to be able to do this. He continually blesses us and provides for our every need and then some.

What an awesome blessing!!! Seriously, God is GOOD!!!

I'm already planning outfits. I ordered 2 rompers from Forever 21 and a fedora hat (it was $6). I'm looking up some fun stuff to do in Maui and already very, very happy about the tan I'm going to get.

We're not going to any luau's because a) they're expensive b) I don't like poi or pig and c) we prefer steak dinners (aka special date nights).

Have I mentioned how much my husband loves steak?

We'll be spending that $70 per person on several steak dinners in Maui. Not on watching people throw fire and half naked girls sway about.

{Okay, I might be a little biased about the luau, but really??? $70??? Is it a magical luau? Do you get a $50 rebate at the end??? A golden lei? A golden pig?}


However, my husband did have this concern about steak dinners "Do they even have fresh meat in Maui? Or is it imported?"

See? He's a steak snob.

Maui!!! We're going to Maui!!! I'm so excited.

I have to admit... I did have to do a few breathing exercises when I clicked "Book this trip". That's like the most money I've ever spent.


Except on my truck.

Which incidently, I will be buying in a week. Yay!

"Ok, take care, Aloha!" {Name that movie!}

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Following the leader

by Steph

Okay, so I've changed a few settings and Blogger and I are on speaking terms again. If following with Google Friend Connect doesn't work, try the Follow by Email link. HOPEFULLY one of those two works... if not, then please don't give up on me. Maybe someday I'll have my own domain name and everything and I'll be able to end this love/hate relationship I have with Blogger....

{UPDATE: Me and Blogger are like BFF's now. I figured out how to add a "Reply" button to all my comments so hopefully this works!!!}

[UPDATE ON THE UPDATE: Okay, so we're not exactly BFF's. I don't know if the reply thing works just looks silly. I might have to remove it. We'll see. Blogger, you are on thin ice right now...]

Pioneer Woman Banana Bread

by Steph

This is another PW post. And PW picture. {Note: no internet at home means either phone pictures or stolen pictures. I'm sorry PW.}

The Pioneer Woman Cooks is my go-to place for new recipes to try. She seriously knows her stuff. I've never made something of hers that didn't taste delicious. Her cooking posts are super detailed and she includes tons of pictures for each step so you know exactly what it's supposed to look like and how to do it.

Which means the culinary-challenged people like me can handle it.

With the overflow of uneaten bananas, I thought I'd go on a hunt for a good banana nut bread recipe. I didn't think I'd find anything on Pioneer Woman's site because she always talks about hating bananas. It turns out she had a recipe from her mother, but since she didn't make this one, there weren't lots of pictures and step-by-step instructions.

Here's the recipe...
  • 2 sticks Butter
  • 1½ cup + 2 TBLS Sugar
  • 3 whole Eggs
  • 1½ cup Mashed Ripe Bananas
  • 4 cups + 2 TBLS Flour
  • 1 teaspoon Baking Soda
  • 1½ teaspoon Baking Powder
  • 1½ cup Sour Cream
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

Grease and flour two 9" loaf pans. {Make sure you do this extra good otherwise your bread will stick to your pan and you'll be so depressed and angry and then you'll throw the pan across the room and miraculously the bread will still stick in there because you didn't flour it correctly. Don't let this happen to you.}

It helps to cover your hand with a plastic bag and spread the butter around with your fingers. For some reason the plastic makes it stick to the pan and not your fingers. Then throw in some flour and (over a sink) toss and bang the pan until it covers the bottom and sides. {This isn't in her directions but I'm including it because dummies like me need those kinds of instructions.}

Cream butter and sugar together. Add eggs one at a time, beating for a few seconds after each addition. Add mashed bananas and beat. Combine dry ingredients in a separate bowl. Add dry ingredients and sour cream alternately to the mixing bowl.

{Here's where I deviated from the recipe. My husband and I both love walnuts in our bread, so I threw in about a cup of chopped walnuts at this point.}

Beat well until all combined. Pour into pans and bake for 1 hour 10 minutes or until a toothpick comes out clean. Invert on a cooling rack and allow cake to cool slightly before slicing and serving with softened butter.

I know the sour cream sounds odd but trust me, it makes the bread so moist and wonderful - you'll love it.

[This recipe has been approved by the blogger's husband.]

Click here to go to the original recipe (and PW's website).

Monday, May 16, 2011


by Steph

Okay, Blogger has been freaking out on me. Sorry for the reposts but I had to fix some tags. And sorry for the confusion but it's Monday morning and I like to keep things interesting around here.

UPDATE: I'm about to kick this blog to the curb. Stupid Blogger!!! I changed my domain name because I realized I didn't want "hideous skirt convention" long, long ago and Blogger keeps bringing it back to haunt me. Why? What did I ever do to you Blogger???

Planning trips

by Steph

A) My husband and I decided to go on a trip to Yosemite. I'm excited but also scared. Bears? Camping? Me? All things that really don't mesh. But I'm gonna be adventurous.

I promise, if a bear mauls me, I will remember none of those things to do when attacked by a bear and will probably end up in a fist fight with it.

I throw a mean right hook.

Thank you Turbo Kick Box class.

All I will need is some fast paced pop music in the background and that bear won't stand a chance against my upper cuts and round kicks.

B) My husband and I also decided we probably won't go to Hawai'i and will instead take our San Diego/Disneyland trip.

Here's why: it's cheaper, Disneyland, Disneyland, the beach, Disneyland.

I think you all underestimate my love for that place.

Did I really just trade Hawai'i for the Happiest Place on Earth?

You bet your Mickey Mouse ears I did.

C) Blogger died yesterday. I panicked for awhile. But apparently life does indeed go on.

D) We went to the gym for the second day in a row yesterday. My arms hurt terribly. I'm out of shape. But it feels oh so good to be working those muscles again.

E) I decided to head over to Old Navy for some $15 shorts and all the excitement of being in shape and working out went straight into depression when their size 8 shorts looked a wee bit too tight on my rear end.

Old Navy, I thought we were friends. I thought you understood me and my giant rear end. I thought you would be there for me.

You have failed me.

Luckily, you had some mom-shorts that actually fit quite well. Yes, they had a stretchy waist but they were a size medium so I rejoiced and happily went on my way.

Oh, plus you can get 50% off of one item from today through Sunday.

Click here for your coupon! {Thanks Erykah!}

F) It's Friday!!!!! TGIF! Remember when TGIF meant Boy Meets World was on TV? Those were the good ol' days.

Aim for the Target

by Steph

I love that warm weather means more dresses. It's so much easier to get dressed in the morning and I don't know about you, but I dislike the way shorts cling to my ginormo thighs. Super uncomfortable. And no one likes to feel the chafing. Or the riding up.

Maybe I just like dresses because I feel so free and comfy and there's like no possibility for a muffin top.

Target has gone from selling just basic tees and the occasional Mom-jeans to having designers pop in for the occasional line of dresses or shoes. They've really moved up in the world. Not really "up" per se, but really just stayed ahead of Walmart.

I love Target. I love their clothes, their prices, their cheap V-neck tees that are oh-so-comfy. I do not love their "this is made by Proenza Schouler" prices but I've chosen to overlook the fact that they're trying to take all my "me" money and focused on the more reasonably priced things.

Covet with me, won't you? Or click here to find your own favorites...

Flour tortillas

by Steph

For a long time, I have been trying to find the right flour tortilla recipe. The first one I tried, the tortillas were exactly like pita bread. Good, if you wanted pita bread. But bad if you were hoping for real live Mexican flour tortillas.

Turns out the secret ingredient will make you want to hurl.


As in pure fat.

As in pure, unadulterated, good old, bacon grease, makes-your-love-handles-jiggle-just-thinking-about-it fat.

Yes, lard is the key ingredient to making good tortillas. Here's the thing, the more lard you add, the more "restaurant" type of tortilla you get. Kind of makes me queasy to think about how much lard they're putting in my tortillas at the restaurant because I add quite a bit and they're still not as "see through" as the restaurant ones. But still super yummy.

Here's the recipe:
  • 2-½ cups all-purpose flour
  • 2-½ teaspoons baking powder
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • ½ cups lard (I've heard you can substitute shortening if lard makes you squirm) {Also, the OG recipe added 2 more tablespoons of lard but seriously, this amount is plenty unless you're completely unaware of what lard is and what it does to your body...}
  • 1 cup hot water
Mix the flour, baking powder and salt in a bowl. Add the lard and smoosh it with your fingers until the flour mixture looks mealy. (No, "smoosh" was not in the original recipe instructions but that's the best way I can describe it.) I mean really smoosh it. There should be no lard chunks left.

Add the cup of hot water and mix it all together. Then pray for your love handles.

Let the dough sit for awhile. Some recipes say 20 minutes, other's say an hour. This particular one said to let it sit for 30 minutes and then separate into small golfball sized balls and then let it sit for another 20 minutes.

Here's the thing - I've done it different every time. Sometimes we have time, and I let the dough rest. Sometimes I'm stinking hungry and don't have the patience. Sometimes I'm lazy and don't want to separate the dough into balls so we end up with a really, really big tortilla at the end which actually makes my husband pretty happy.

The thing is, I haven't noticed any difference. As far as taste goes, my super uncultured tastebuds are pretty happy with the end result.

If after awhile, you come back to the dough and it's insanely sweating grease, it's ok - don't panic. It's just the lard that will soon be attached to your butt. Or your thighs. Or your belly. Then think about that and panic.

Oh, and here's the other key ingredient: have your husband roll out the tortillas. If you don't have a husband, have your roommate do it. If you don't have a roommate, then, you're out of luck.

See that picture above? See how nice and flat and round the tortilla is? That's because I didn't do it. My tortillas turn out more like squares with one really long corner. And they're thick. Not that they don't taste good thick, but still. Not really helpful when making burritos.

Evidently my husband has mastered the tortilla rolling and there's some technique but I don't know (or care) what it is because they all taste the same to me.

Now, when you're rolling out the tortillas, don't despair if you end up with some that look like the pink creature from Sponge Bob. Or something that looks like the Blob. Or something that looks like a 5 year old did it.

No one will care.

Also, don't use a ton of flour when rolling them out. Because the dough is already so greasy, it absorbs a lot of flour so just try to cover the board so it doesn't stick and cover your rolling pin. Roll them out very thin because they shrink when you put them on the griddle.

Now, in a perfect world, I'd have a cast iron skillet like the one my mom has and I'd cook the tortillas on that. But I don't. I only have a regular skillet...waahhh..

Throw the tortillas on a heated skillet and let one side cook until its golden and starts forming bubbles. Then flip it over and let the other side get golden. Then stuff it in your face. Then tell your husband (and/or roommate) that one was no good so you had to trash it and to get back to rolling.

Repeat process.

Homemade tortillas taste the best. And if you find that they're too "bread-y" for your taste, add more lard. Seriously, if you doubled the lard in this recipe, they'll look exactly like the ones you get at Mexican restaurants. Scary, huh?

But if you follow the recipe above, they still taste pretty delish. And the love handles will thank you.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Some wedding pictures...

by Steph

First off, I know my posts have been long and wordy lately so I thought I'd throw some pictures out into cyberspace.

Don't get too excited.

These aren't the professional wedding pictures.

These are pictures from my iPhone.

But no internet at home, still means no pictures from my camera, no matter how hard I wish it wasn't so.

In reality (where I live most of the time), you're the only ones missing out so I don't feel too bad.

I decided to finally share all the wedding DIY (do-it-yourself, Megan) projects that I did for my sister's wedding.

The invites were the first step of the process. I created these long ago when my sister and I first started brainstorming about wedding ideas. She loved the idea of having a Mad Tea Party themed wedding so once we got the okay from the soon-to-be-groom, away our imaginations went.
(I did include an address and the website but blocked it out for security purposes in case there are any psychopaths that read this blog. Besides me. But I don't read it. Only proofread. I'll stop now.)

Since the theme was going to be Mad Tea Party, we decided to not just go with one color but to incorporate every color possible in the process. So while each invite was only one color, I used all different colors from a scrapbook package I bought at Joann's. Joann's became my favorite store during the wedding planning and projects. 40% off means lots of cool scrapbooking stuff that I got to keep after all was said and done.
(Thanks Mom and Dad!)

When we first decided to go with multiple colors, my sister made the choice to not have real flowers as centerpieces. This gave us a little bit more flexibility to go with more colors and get some really "Wonderland-y" flowers. I began by Googling "how to make felt flowers" and after seeing several blog posts about it, I decided my "super thinks-I'm-artsy alter ego" could handle it. Again, Joann was my BFF because the felt for all 160+ flowers only cost about $22 total. MUCH cheaper than real flowers...

In the middle of each centerpiece was going to be a "bush" type decoration. I wanted something that looked like topiary without actually buying bushes and attempting to cut them in circles myself. (Me and a chainsaw probably would've equaled disaster and loss of limbs) Enter my BFF Joann. 

Styrofoam circles + green spray paint + skewers + my amazing husband = what you see below.

While my husband so diligently painted each "topiary", I began hot gluing the "stems" (aka pipe cleaners) to each flower. Probably the least fun part. But essential.

After the glue had dried and my burnt fingers had healed, I separated the flowers into bouquets. I made about 163 flowers so there were some bouquets that were fuller than others. Not that you care but I just want you to know how many flowers I made. It took me ages. AAAAAAAGES.

Another little detail was to have "eat me" signs on the desserts. I made these using some corner punches I had bought at Joann's. You can see in the picture below that some of the punches were extremely difficult to use so there were a few mishaps... I was hoping that everyone would be too distracted by the yummy desserts to notice that I had accidentally mispunched some of the corners.

The last thing I did was to create the program. I went off a template I used from my amazing friend Jen and changed wording, colors, sizes, a few fonts and the program was born.

Someday we'll move on from the Dark Ages and get internet. Maybe if the planets align, we'll get cable too. But for now, this is what I have to deal with. What a difficult life I've been given....

{Enter the tiniest violin playing the saddest tune}

Monday, May 9, 2011

Case of the Monday's

by Steph

I love the movie Office Space because, having worked in an office for 8 years now, I can relate on every level. It really ruins my day when someone steals my stapler and I want to punch people who say things like "Are we having fun yet?" This is also why I love the show The Office and I kind of wish I had a Michael Scott or Dwight to at least keep me preoccupied/entertained throughout the day.

It's Monday. Yes, I have the "Case of the Monday's" where I don't want to be at work, I want to be home with my hubby snuggling in bed or by the pool. I think the grease I consumed yesterday was no good for my body and it's rejecting it and making me suffer terribly. No more chorizo. For at least a month.

It's Monday. The weekend after my sister's wedding. What a whirlwind that was... seeing lots of old friends and faces... such fun! I was glad to rip off those fake eyelashes, wash my hair and snuggle in bed after all the madness of that tea party. It was fun but I'm glad my sister will only get married once. :) I'm going to bribe my baby sis to have a destination wedding... wouldn't that be so fun???

It's Monday. I'm wearing my new earrings (courtesy of my beloved sister as a bridal gift), sipping my black tea lemonade (also courtesy of Starbuck's gift card from my beloved sister as a bridal gift), listening to Disney music and blogging. All good things for anyone with a Case of the Monday's.

It's Monday so here's some highlights from my weekend:
  • full on salon/beauty parlor mode in my mom's bathroom on Saturday morning.
  • Samantha almost knocking Carl over for their first kiss EVER.
  • my husband laughing at my speech. I love making him laugh. Gives me satisfaction that I truly am funny....
  • Jude (the ring bearer) saying "CHEEEEEEESE!!!!!! No no no no no..... CHEEEEEESE!!!!! No no no no no..." at our photo session and running around yelling "Miss Sam, Miss Sam, I have to show you something!". Oh and being super distracted by the flower girl throwing candy on the ground down the aisle. He was really concerned that all that candy was going to waste...
  • holding baby Aviyah (sp?). What a chill baby! She's literally the ONLY baby I've ever wanted to hold. She was so happy and bouncy... so adorable!!!
  • reconnecting with old friends and faces at the wedding.
  • Angela getting grass stains on her green leggings. High heels and grass don't mix well.
  • my husband climbing on my parents' roof to get aerial shots of the wedding. Everyone else in the tent wondering why all the bridesmaids were looking up and smiling.
  • dessert-making stress with Bee. She's a Paula Deen in training!
  • Jake Tromburg changing my husband's life forever (actually tromping over every excuse he had...).
  • umm... just the Tromburg family in general. They're awesome.
  • and the Roske family. Carl's (my new bro-in-law) dad bought my husband a photo ladder to get the group shots at the photo booth. So awesome!
  • my ever-lovin' parents. They're awesome. AWESOME. Still spoil us even though we've moved out and started a family of our own. Their graciousness and generosity will forever be stamped in my mind and I hope someday Brian and I can be just like them.
  • conversations with my husband on our 8 hour drive home. God is good!
  • spending time with my sisters. I love them so much. I wish I lived closer but I'm glad for these little sister spells we get to hang out together.
  • seeing Samantha and Carl's living room filled with gifts.
  • futuristic talk with my husband on our drive home.
  • my husband.
  • my husband.
  • my husband.
And because this video just makes me laugh til I cry....

Wednesday, May 4, 2011


by Steph

I know... I know... It's been a week since I've posted. And it took me a week to finally get out the last post. I'm a bad blogger these days. But the good news is that my sister's wedding is 3 days away and then all wedding madness will be over and done with! 8 weeks of planning will have culminated into one single event that I've had nightmares about for 2 nights straight.

I've made lists upon lists so we don't forget things on the drive down there. I've been cutting, gluing, sewing, taping, painting, organizing, creating, printing, and stressing for what seems like an eternity. I've finalized with the caterer, photographer and baker.

I finally found the yellow wedges (or wedgies, as my mom calls them) that I'm supposed to wear.

My husband has found his suit and tie. That's all I'll say about that. Oh, but also that he's going to be dressed nicer for my sister's wedding than he was for his own.

And I remembered to get a Mother's Day gift for both my mom and my husband's mom.

I'll be glad when it's Monday, to say the least.

You can see that my life has been pretty centrally focused these last few weeks on the wedding stuff so I don't really have any other updates. I'm all wedding thoughts. Wedding, wedding, wedding. Wedding. Weeding. Welding. Wording. Warding. Wedding. Ding!

See? I'm going mad. Mad, I tell you!

Anyway, because I have nothing else to tell you, I'm going to reminisce about the days when a wedding consisted of dressing your Barbie in her wedding dress and driving off in her Barbie Corvette with Ken by her side. Here's some childhood memories to make you smile. Or cringe.

Really good cartoons like Darkwing Duck, Rescue Rangers, Captain Planet, Looney Tunes, Carebears, Jem and the Original Batman/Superman cartoons (by original, I mean circa 1995).

Barbies. My cousins had a Barbie massacre on a freeway once. We still drive by the Juniper exit on the 15 and there's a sad moment of silence for all those lives lost.

Swimming. Pretending you're Ariel by putting one of those rings around both your feet. Remember the rings that you'd throw in the pool and they'd sink to the bottom and you'd dive to get them? And then your ears would hurt from being too deep for too long? So you'd find another way of playing with them...aka putting them around your feet and swimming with feet together like a real live mermaid?


While we're on the topic of swimming, did anyone else hate the pool games we all played as kids? Marco Polo for instance. No one ever wants to be Polo. You're in a pool with your eyes closed, hoping someone makes a splash because no one ever yells back "Polo!" unless they're at the other end of the pool. And Colors. Really? Let's make a game where you have to swim for your life from one end of the pool to the other and hope you don't have a heart attack from the stress halfway through. I know it was only my cousin chasing me but it might as well have been Jaws.

Okay, back to my list.

Trips to the candy store with my Grandma. Sometimes she'd let us get ice cream and candy. Those were good days.

Speaking of Grandma... we used to play with this tin tea set she had from long times ago. And we'd go in their basement to look at old stuff. I still remember the way my Grandpa's garage/tool shed smelled. And I remember eating lots of frijoles with flour tortillas. Yum.

Road trips. I used to LOVE road trips with my family. We didn't take many vacations but there was the road trip to the Grand Canyon. I remember I loved waking up at 4am because it felt special and different. I knew we were up early for a good reason.

It's not like this morning when I woke up at 4 am and cried that I only had an hour left of sleep.

Actually, to this day I still LOVE waking up early for trips. Ask my husband. I'll plan an early flight just so we can wake up at 4am. Because waking up for a fun trip is way more exciting and motivating than waking up for work.


Books, books, books.

I loved to read as a kid. Amelia Bedelia, Mrs. Piggle Wiggle, Nancy Drew, Sherlock Holmes, The Babysitter's Club, The Boxcar Children, oh man... the list goes on. I loved reading so much, I would blatantly disobey my parents when they told me to go to bed. Well, technically I'd obey them. I'd go to bed.

Then I'd turn my little light on and read. Then I'd hear a creak and panic, and throw my book across the room and turn the light off.

Then I'd wait for silence.

Get my book.

Turn the light back on.

And keep reading.

I loved to read.

Still do.

Disneyland. Oh Disneyland. I can't even tell you how much I enjoyed going when I was younger (and obviously still enjoy going).

I would plan my outfit the day before. Even at the ripe age of 10, I knew my outfit had to be completely cute but also logical. "Walking all day, warm weather, wet rides..." Those were the deciding factors.

And yes, in case you're wondering, I do still plan my outfits the day before.

Whenever I drive on a freeway underpass, with surrounding brush, it makes me feel just for a split second like I'm on a Disneyland ride.

Then I cry because I live a lifetime away from Disneyland now.

Okay, not that far.

But it might as well be.

Lunchboxes with matching Thermoses. It was like the coolest thing to have a matching Thermos.

Okay, here's from like Kindergarten years: LA Gear sneakers!!! With double laces! I don't know who came up with that but I absolutely adored having my pink and white gears with pink and white laces.

I thought it was cool anyway.

Making up dances for every get together with family and then performing in front of the adults.

Seriously, what were they thinking? They must have found it amusing that we thought we were the Spice Girls.

Ha... the Spice Girls movie. Yes, I've seen it. Yes, I also bought the DVD. It brings back memories!

Friendship bracelets.

Those snap bracelets that you would smack on your wrist and they'd wind around it. What were those called? Weren't those made illegal or something?

People these days.

It's strange to think about how close I am to having kids of my own. Watching them find joy in the little things in life. Watching them entertain themselves with silly games made up. Shepherding their little sinful hearts.

What an adventure.

What's your favorite childhood memory?