You know that auto-correct feature on phones? Well this site captures the best 15 auto-correct fails ever. Read. Laugh. Enjoy.
See the rest of them here. Numbers 12 and 6 I think are my favorite.
{ cindie }
Thursday, July 21, 2011
thursday pick me up!
Sometimes you have one of those days that makes you want to put your head through a wall. Today was one of those days...then I found this and while it didn't make the things I want to go away, well, go away, it did manage to make me laugh so hard I snorted.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Confession # 34
I am a water bottle junkie/snob.
Some people collect stamps, some people collect coins. Apparently I collect water bottles. The other night as I was putting our glassware away I struggled to find cupboard space because I have a whole shelf dedicated to re-usable water bottles....approximately 7 of them. It's a problem...
You could probably fill that bottle with hose water and I'd drink it.
So there you have it, I am a water bottle hoarder and a bottled water snob.
Anyone else have quirky collections or bottled water preferences? I can't be the only one!
{ cindie }
Some people collect stamps, some people collect coins. Apparently I collect water bottles. The other night as I was putting our glassware away I struggled to find cupboard space because I have a whole shelf dedicated to re-usable water bottles....approximately 7 of them. It's a problem...
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I actually have this same bottle with a white sleeve...and yes, I want this one too.
Probably the saddest part is, I typically will just re-use the same SmartWater bottle that I bought from some convenience store on my way to work instead of one of my 7 bottles. I mean...isn't the point of the re-useable ones to save money and reduce waste? Counter-intuitive me spends more money on re-useable bottles that don't get used and buys the disposable ones to re-use...I don't get me sometimes.
And then there's the other point...I am a bottled water snob. I'll drink Poland Spring or Deer Park or some other spring water brand...but I prefer SmartWater...which is isn't even spring water, it's vapor distilled! Add to the mix that I won't drink filtered water (which hello SmartWater is pretty much the same just fancier terminology), except for at work when I refill my disposable bottle. It's most definitely because of the labeling and the fact that I like the little characters that are on the inside of the bottle.
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You can't see but this is the one with the fish
You could probably fill that bottle with hose water and I'd drink it.
So there you have it, I am a water bottle hoarder and a bottled water snob.
Anyone else have quirky collections or bottled water preferences? I can't be the only one!
{ cindie }
Monday, July 18, 2011
weekend recap
It's been a very busy few days in my little life...
On Wednesday evening, I was sitting in bed at 10pm when I got a text from a friend asking me if I wanted to go to the U2 concert with her in Philadelphia the next night. My response...
*blink blink*
Huh? On a work night?
Mind you, my spontaneous side flitted out the window when I left my city life years ago. Now I'm a too tired after work, sitting in bed reading by 10pm, asleep by 11:30 at the latest kinda gal. Realizing how old and sad that made me sound, when the opportunity arose, after some thought, I went for it. It was a great time...the ride down was an experience when I became co-navigator but got a phone call from Hubster at the absolute wrong time and we ended up one state further south than where we wanted to be. Oops!
Friday was none other than Harry Potter Day! I wasn't a fan from the start...I only recently began reading the books, but I caught the movie bug around the Half Blood Prince - that might very well be the first movie made after I started dating Hubster. I loved the movie and kinda want to go see it again..oh...and Hubster bought me a replica of Hermoine's wand. Before that, I was running around the house with a chopstick casting spells. Go ahead and laugh...I'm letting my geek peek thru :)
Saturday and Sunday were spent hosting parties at our house. Hubster is turning the big 3-0 tomorrow and we had a friend pool party on Saturday and then a family party Sunday. Needless to say, I'm tired and partied out. Aside from seeing friends that I haven't seen in awhile, the bonus is that we've go so much leftover food I won't need to cook for a week (which works out because this is supposed to be a HOT week). I also got my refurbished Canon dslr camera on Saturday! I was so excited to see the FedEx man backing into our driveway that I ran out of the house and slammed the door on my finger. Ouch. I kept telling Hubster it's throbbing and the fleshy part of my finger felt hard (yup, I'm that kind of patient) and he told me to ice it, but I was too preoccupied unwrapping my new toy. Buddy was over, so he and Latte were the lucky models for my test pictures. I'm pretty sure they were tired of the crazy lady chasing them around with a camera. I'm planning on taking a workshop so I can learn how to take good photos.
Here's to hoping it's a quick work week!
{ cindie }
On Wednesday evening, I was sitting in bed at 10pm when I got a text from a friend asking me if I wanted to go to the U2 concert with her in Philadelphia the next night. My response...
*blink blink*
Huh? On a work night?
Mind you, my spontaneous side flitted out the window when I left my city life years ago. Now I'm a too tired after work, sitting in bed reading by 10pm, asleep by 11:30 at the latest kinda gal. Realizing how old and sad that made me sound, when the opportunity arose, after some thought, I went for it. It was a great time...the ride down was an experience when I became co-navigator but got a phone call from Hubster at the absolute wrong time and we ended up one state further south than where we wanted to be. Oops!
Friday was none other than Harry Potter Day! I wasn't a fan from the start...I only recently began reading the books, but I caught the movie bug around the Half Blood Prince - that might very well be the first movie made after I started dating Hubster. I loved the movie and kinda want to go see it again..oh...and Hubster bought me a replica of Hermoine's wand. Before that, I was running around the house with a chopstick casting spells. Go ahead and laugh...I'm letting my geek peek thru :)
Saturday and Sunday were spent hosting parties at our house. Hubster is turning the big 3-0 tomorrow and we had a friend pool party on Saturday and then a family party Sunday. Needless to say, I'm tired and partied out. Aside from seeing friends that I haven't seen in awhile, the bonus is that we've go so much leftover food I won't need to cook for a week (which works out because this is supposed to be a HOT week). I also got my refurbished Canon dslr camera on Saturday! I was so excited to see the FedEx man backing into our driveway that I ran out of the house and slammed the door on my finger. Ouch. I kept telling Hubster it's throbbing and the fleshy part of my finger felt hard (yup, I'm that kind of patient) and he told me to ice it, but I was too preoccupied unwrapping my new toy. Buddy was over, so he and Latte were the lucky models for my test pictures. I'm pretty sure they were tired of the crazy lady chasing them around with a camera. I'm planning on taking a workshop so I can learn how to take good photos.
Here's to hoping it's a quick work week!
{ cindie }
Sunday, July 3, 2011
because it is just a dress afterall
...but it also happens to have been my wedding dress. And I loved her. And I still do...but for the past 10 months now she's been stored away in a bag, in a closet, in a room uninhabited. And I'm beginning to think that maybe it's time for her to find a new home, on a new body, to be admired and photographed on another bride's big day.
It was exactly 2 years from today that Hubster was down on one knee asking me to marry him. Two years from today when I knew that I needed to find my beautiful, take his breath away, make him cry (which he did not but that's ok) gown to wear on my approach to becoming his wife. And find her I did.
And now, 2 years later from knowing I needed to find her, 10 months after wearing her, I think I'm ready to let her go. Sure, I could keep her in hopes that if I had a daughter she would want to wear her. But that's a big if. And, to be honest, if I were to have a daughter, I don't know that I would want to rob her from the experience of finding her own dress. Especially when there might be someone out there now, not able to spend thousands of dollars on the dress she loves. If I could help someone now, I'd rather do that than hold on to my dress for a big future IF.
Plus, remember how I said I wanted a dslr camera? Well I'm thinking I could use what I get for my dress and put it towards that. But I'm still thinking. And I'm not sure that Hubster is sold on the idea either. There's still sentimental value attached to my dress. It's what I wore the day we started our lives together as husband and wife. It's the dress I wore when we promised to love each other until the day we die. But...it's just a dress. Hubster and I started our lives together long before the dress and we will love each other long after the dress is gone. So why does it feel so hard to say goodbye?
Because once I put her on some website for sale there's no going back. The realist in me says 'do it!', the romantic, sentimental side of me says 'I don't know'. Maybe I just need to put her on one last time before I'll be ready to say goodbye. Maybe I just need to immortalize her in pictures and thank her for making me feel so beautiful on our wedding day. So here goes:
Dear dress,
You are amazing. You are beautiful. You deserve your own photoshoots.
I fell in love with you so quickly, and have stayed in love with you ever since. I will always love you for the way you made me feel. You made me a bride. You were the last thing I wore as a single woman and the first thing I wore as a wife.
I would love to love you and hold onto you forever, but I know that's not fair. You deserve to make some other bride feel the way you made me feel. You deserve to be adored and to have someone else fall in love with you. You deserve more than living in a garment bag in a closet. You deserve to be in photos like this
on a new body. And I need to let you have that. I've never before spent the amount of money I did on you before, but I never before knew so wholeheartedly that every penny was worth it. Thank you for the memories. I will always love you.
What do you think I should do? Hold on to her forever, or give her the chance to make someone else feel the way she made me feel? I don't know if I'll ever be truly 100% ready to say goodbye, but I also know that I can't allow myself to not share her with someone else either. Oh, and thanks for indulging my craziness in writing a letter to my wedding dress!
{ cindie }
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| hello beautiful - wedding photo by Allure West Studios |
It was exactly 2 years from today that Hubster was down on one knee asking me to marry him. Two years from today when I knew that I needed to find my beautiful, take his breath away, make him cry (which he did not but that's ok) gown to wear on my approach to becoming his wife. And find her I did.
And now, 2 years later from knowing I needed to find her, 10 months after wearing her, I think I'm ready to let her go. Sure, I could keep her in hopes that if I had a daughter she would want to wear her. But that's a big if. And, to be honest, if I were to have a daughter, I don't know that I would want to rob her from the experience of finding her own dress. Especially when there might be someone out there now, not able to spend thousands of dollars on the dress she loves. If I could help someone now, I'd rather do that than hold on to my dress for a big future IF.
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| lovely little details |
Plus, remember how I said I wanted a dslr camera? Well I'm thinking I could use what I get for my dress and put it towards that. But I'm still thinking. And I'm not sure that Hubster is sold on the idea either. There's still sentimental value attached to my dress. It's what I wore the day we started our lives together as husband and wife. It's the dress I wore when we promised to love each other until the day we die. But...it's just a dress. Hubster and I started our lives together long before the dress and we will love each other long after the dress is gone. So why does it feel so hard to say goodbye?
Because once I put her on some website for sale there's no going back. The realist in me says 'do it!', the romantic, sentimental side of me says 'I don't know'. Maybe I just need to put her on one last time before I'll be ready to say goodbye. Maybe I just need to immortalize her in pictures and thank her for making me feel so beautiful on our wedding day. So here goes:
Dear dress,
You are amazing. You are beautiful. You deserve your own photoshoots.
I fell in love with you so quickly, and have stayed in love with you ever since. I will always love you for the way you made me feel. You made me a bride. You were the last thing I wore as a single woman and the first thing I wore as a wife.
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| wedding photo courtesy of Allure West Studios |
I would love to love you and hold onto you forever, but I know that's not fair. You deserve to make some other bride feel the way you made me feel. You deserve to be adored and to have someone else fall in love with you. You deserve more than living in a garment bag in a closet. You deserve to be in photos like this
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| courtesy of Allure West Studios |
on a new body. And I need to let you have that. I've never before spent the amount of money I did on you before, but I never before knew so wholeheartedly that every penny was worth it. Thank you for the memories. I will always love you.
What do you think I should do? Hold on to her forever, or give her the chance to make someone else feel the way she made me feel? I don't know if I'll ever be truly 100% ready to say goodbye, but I also know that I can't allow myself to not share her with someone else either. Oh, and thanks for indulging my craziness in writing a letter to my wedding dress!
{ cindie }
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