gimmie gimme want want

Ever have one of those days where all of a sudden everything you've wanted for the past few months comes rushing back to the forefront of your consciousness and you just want.it.NOW.  But then you realize that as pretty and shiny and awesome these things are, and how happy it would make you to have them, well...it's just not in the budget right now. sadface.

Here's a taste of what I have been wanting to get my sticky little hands on...

not necessarily this one, but a dslr

Oh the pictures I could take...

so cute!

I'm falling in the trend and loving maxi dresses and skirts right now.  

macbook pro

I love my macbook, but despite replacing the hard drive it's still pretty slow

funny, this bag is 7x more money on the LV site

I don't really know when or why I started wanting this bag.  I'm a big advocate of not being a walking billboard/ad campaign, but for some reason this bag looks so fresh to me.  But then again, I still love my $25 purse..plus, I'd be perfectly happy just buying the knockoff...

That's just a few items on my wishlist.  Hopefully one day I can cross a couple of them off my list!

What's on your wishlist?

{ cindie }

puppy therapy

So I'm gonna come right out and say it, I've been a horrible blogger the past few weeks.  .

Life's been a bit hectic with work and it's hard to find the energy to do much after putting in 9 hours at the office and then another hour or two at home.  The only thing I've really been able to dedicate my time to, other than work, is running.  So at least I'm happy to say I'm in week 5 of my Cto5K program!  I'm not back at that 'in love with running' feeling I once had, but I am at that 'feel crappy if I don't do it' place...progress.

With Hubster and I working opposite schedules, it's nice to have the down time after a hectic day at work, but at the same time it sucks.  Sucks that I don't have anyone at home to hug me after a rough day.  Sucks that there's no one to rub my shoulders and tell me a funny story to help take my mind off of things.  Sucks to not have someone to eat dinner with.  Not ideal first year of marriage to say the least.

But at the same time what I do have to come home to is pretty awesome.  Walking in the door at 8pm after a rough work day is not my idea of a good time, but seeing my pup Latte, who is so excited to have mommy home that not just her tail but her whole body wags is quite possibly the best greeting I could get (oh and she's gotten over that whole 'leave a present if you're home late thing, thank.you.jesus.).  Last Friday, I had the pleasure of dog-sitting my in-laws' dog, Buddy, and oh let me tell you, I was in puppy heaven!  Double the love, double the kisses....stress gone.  I honestly don't know what I'd do without my pup..she's my baby, my littlest best friend, my sleeping buddy, my therapist.  She's caused me her fair share of stress as well, but when she looks up at me with her big ole coal like eyes looking all cute and rolling on her back for belly rubs, I've forgotten what she ever did to upset me.  I bet Hubster wishes he could master that trick!

And now, some puppy love:

This is Buddy, my in-laws' dog.  He's a Havanese and poodle mix.  He's a big love bug and I've nicknamed him Loaf...cuz after about 5 minutes of playing with Latte, he gets pooped out and just plops down on the floor...or in your lap...and if he makes it in your lap...well it's not yours anymore.  Don't believe me...here's the evidence:

Yup...dead front and center.  I lost some feeling in my thighs that day.  But I loved it!

I call this Latte's 'worried grandmother' look.  I was out on the deck watering my (now dead) plants and what do I see when I turn around but this face.  I love how she's peeking our behind the curtain.  And look at that expression.  Oh...my dog has personality I tell you!

This last one is her 'rug slug' pose.  She does this so you try to get down as low as she is and then she pounces and slimes you with wet puppy kisses...which in this puppy mommy's opinion are divine!

Dogs...such great therapy.  Just thinking about her and her silly personality calms me now.

{ cindie }

days I wish I worked for myself

The weather icon on my phone for today looks like this

extremely toothy happy sun

yet, instead of having one of these

while lounging in or around this

I am at work...at least there's free AC.  Stay cool everyone!

{ cindie }

*Edit* The genius mind of my blogger friend Layla of Wish Fulfillment Every Day made a connection with my overly happy sun to Gary Busey and just because the resemblance is a bit uncanny

Busey as a happy sun

what I learned this weekend

Happy Monday!

Even tho this weekend wasn't a long weekend like the last, it was still enjoyable and I'd have to say kind of educational for me.  I made a few discoveries that I'd like to share {because, well it's Monday and who couldn't use a nice distraction?}

My dear friend, aka Twinnie transferred her CSA share to me this weekend and I got to pick my own veggies, fruits and herbs!  For those who don't know, CSA is Community Supported Agriculture and you essentially pay a membership to a local organic farm and during the spring/summer months when crops are in harvest, you go to the farm and pick your own veggies {depending on what is available/ready for harvest on that date}.  It's pure awesome and I'm seriously thinking of doing it next year.

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I got spinach, bok choy, lettuce, strawberries, snow peas, sugar snap peas and a ton of different herbs that I can't wait to use!  It felt good picking my own veggies and knowing they were free from pesticides and all that other nasty stuff.

I also learned that Chobani pomegranate greek yogurt is amazing!  For those that know me well, I am a huge fan of pomegranates.  I don't eat them often because of the work involved, but if I go to the market and I see something with a pomegranate flavor, or if I'm in a bar and they have a pomegranate cocktail on the menu I'm for certain going to get it.  And this stuff is no exception!

yum!

No doubt that I just devoured one minutes ago.

Lastly, but not least, I learned that I have some truly amazing friends {not that I didn't already know that} whose strength in some of the most difficult of times is inspiring.  I've learned that along life's path, you meet many people, some who call themselves your friends and then those who really are your friends.  While my numbers have dwindled in the past few years, it's because I've been able to distinguish who is a 'friend' and who actually is a friend.  It sucks when you make that discovery, but it's something that has to happen.  And after awhile, you start to feel better about it.  I'm a better person because of my real friends because they help me discover the person I want to be, and I can't thank them enough for that.  They've stood by and supported me through some of the most difficult times in my life, and I only hope that I've been able to do the same for them as well as they did for me.  Right now, as I type this, one of my oldest and dearest friends is dealing with the discovery that she may soon have to say goodbye to her best friend, her dog Lucy.  My heart breaks for her, her husband and their little boy.  It kills me that because of our physical distance, I can't be there to hold her and hug her and comfort her, that all I can offer are my words.  So, if you are reading this my dear friend, I love you and I'm so incredibly sorry that this is happening.  Your family is in my thoughts and prayers.

{ cindie }

Sorry for the abrupt change from jolly to sad...

trouble

I got the new Anthropologie catalog in the mail today...

prettiness

and have already spent too much money in my head. 

{ cindie }

of age and underwears

Yah...I'm going there.  Apologies in advance if you are reading this and are of the male persuasion.

Recently, I did a spring clean and purge of my underwear drawer because, well...

• there is no reason whatsoever why I should still own some of the same pairs that I had in college {we're talking 9 years ago people}
• you know those pretty, frilly, dare-I-say-it sexy little underthings that incredibly uncomfortable to wear because they're really only meant to be worn for about 10 minutes?  Well, yeah...what are you supposed to wear for the remaining 1430 minutes in a day {yes, I had to break out the calculator for that one}
• I had waaaay too many pairs
• and...my ass grew.  Period. End of story.

With my purge my collection grew ever so slightly smaller so I of course had to replenish {nulling and voiding bullet number 3 - I am completely aware of this}, and in my shopping trip I learned something about myself.  When I was in my 20's I was all about the type of underwear that Sisqo made a tribute song for...you know what I'm talking about..I won't sing it for fear of infecting you with an earwig.  I swore that they were comfortable and didn't mind the breeze when wearing a dress or skirt {which I already established that I wear often}.  Besides, something up your butt for hours on end is so totally worth it to save from the risk of VPL right?  Yah...sure

Now that I'm in my thirties I realized I don't like having things up my butt...let me pause here to allow for 'that's what she said' and other jokes of the like..okay, composure re-established.  So yeah, no more thongs for me thank.you.very.much.  Whoever it is that invented the boyshort...well holy hell {hmm oxymoron much} you are a genius!  I never before believed I could wear something that wasn't riding my crack {snicker} without it being obvious that I was wearing anything but a butt flosser.  And the best part is, they are still invisible in my yoga pants!  My ass thanks you, creator of the boyshort.

Then today, while purchasing some more of these fantastic things, I heard the voice of a woman who looked to be in her mid to late-40's ask one of the sales girls while holding up a pair of those 10 minute panties 'Do you have anything sluttier/sexier than these?'  Literally...sluttier or sexier is what she wanted.  Props to her, but um...I'm sensing a regression here.  Is it possible that in 10-15 years or so I will be that lady?  Should I have kept my 10 minute panties - I mean on the off chance that they would actually fit?  Does the life cycle of underwear really go from diapers to full coverage to thongs to something comfortable and cute then back down till you're in diapers again?!  

I'm seriously more than a little disturbed by this revelation....I think I need a corner to huddle and rock in.

{ cindie }