Rule, Brittaniea! Gonna teach you tricks that'll blow your mind
Silent but deadly
It has recently been brought to my attention that several lurkers have been visiting this site without making their presence known — namely James, my own fiancé and a couple of others.
Um, HELLO!? How’m I supposed to know you’re here if you don’t comment?
Clock, Clock, Goose!
My parents are both borderline obsessive compulsives. So is C, and so am I.
Actually, my mom is a neat freak, but when I say neat freak, I mean she is psychotically freaky about wanting her home to be both spic and span.
My dad is the repetitive type of OCD. Life for him is really just [...]
Housewife in training
Last night, in a desperate display of nesting, a frantic attempt to cope with all the stress that is about to descend upon me, what with the planning of a wedding and the packing of every last one of our possessions and the moving to a foreign country and the love of my life leaving [...]
Brushes with greatness
While cleaning house the other night, Christopher and I were listening to the only radio station in Houston worth listening to, and we heard two — count ‘em — TWO! songs in a row featuring friends of ours. The show was a collection of Houston-area musicians only, and we heard “Two Ways to Get Down” [...]
I’m such a lame-o
Saturday night, C’s last night in town, we decided to go out with a bunch of friends for dinner and drinks. Two bands I haven’t seen since I was in high school, the Groovie Ghoulies and 7 Seconds, were playing, and I thought what better way to say goodbye to my fiancé for seven weeks [...]
A murder mystery
I bet you didn’t know I was involved in a murder case, did you?
Typically, my involvement in crimes is limited to my job as a journalist, where I research and write about them. But this time, I was actually a witness — sort of.
Last October, Christopher and I spent Halloween in New Orleans. Our stay [...]
Bachelorette Party: Day 4
C left for South Korea, where he’ll be spending the next seven weeks, early Sunday morning. So early, in fact, that I had no plans to drag myself out of bed to walk him to the door, so we said our goodbyes the night before, and I laid in bed futilely fighting fatigue until 1:30 [...]
A series of anticlimactic endings
Now that I’m doing something I thought I would never do — getting married — I thought it might be entertaining to take a look back at all the notable gentlemen who’ve had the pleasure of dating me.
I’m joking, of course, but I happen to have dated a disproportionate number of men who are now [...]
A collection of completely random and unorganized thoughts that do not merit their own independent posts
The following comments may or may not have been overheard either in my workplace or during private conversations in recent months. That’s right, I eavesdrop. ALL THE TIME!
— “I’m not going to have you wearing shitty-ass shoes at your wedding,” said by my wonderful stepmother, after making me promise to call them and ask for [...]
She’s filing her nails while they drag the lake
The following phone conversation took place two weeks ago:
“Hey Steven, Elvis Costello is coming to town. Wanna go?”
“Yeah, but I don’t have an extra $70 lying around to buy tickets.”
“Damn. Uh, neither do I. Oh well.”
Then I got a phone call yesterday afternoon.
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing. I just got done with a run and I’m [...]
You men and your size thing
My friend Lance, the e-mailing genius, the part-time photographer, the man who will be photographing my wedding, sent me another e-mail yesterday. The text in parenthesis was added by me so the e-mail makes a little more sense:
“hey ding-dong, i was planning on going (to the Y) tomorrow night after work but i may be [...]
Bachelorette Party: Day 11
Despite the fact that I have tons of wonderful friends coming out of the woodwork with offers to take me out to dinner or distract me with Elvis Costello tickets, I’m still having a difficult time adjusting to life sans C, at least for the time being.
The other night, after spending several hours taking advantage [...]
LanceSpace
I met Lance last night for dinner at Niko Niko. The place was packed at 6:30 p.m., when we met, and we both had to park on the street around the corner AND sit outside in the cruel and very un-Houston like 45-degree weather.
Just yesterday I was reading an article about how Yahoo! plans to [...]
Some things I learned during this year’s St. Patrick’s Day
— The girl at Urban Outfitters has noticed that I go in there way too often. Yesterday, she asked “Do you work in the mall?”
— When you’re driving down the highway and you approach a totally beat up Bronco II, painted primer grey, with no tail lights, no turning signals, no cover over the spare [...]
Fun with numbers!
Last time I looked up my site stats, I found that half of my hits were from people looking up “fast cars” on Google. I can just imagine the disappointed look on the pimply face of the 15-year-old boy that came to my site hoping to find information about a souped-up 1998 Honda Civic with [...]
The answer is FIRETRUCK
I have a city council meeting tonight that I have to attend for work. I’m really dreading it, because, you know, the last thing I want to do until 9 p.m. after a long day at work is attend a small-town city council meeting and hear Area Man complain to Rep. Socialladderclimber about how the [...]
The thing that has already ruined my whole day, and it’s only 9:14 in the morning
I realized while driving to work that it has been 17 days since I was last kissed.
Miscellaneous
Awe. Some.
The thing that totally made my day today? The thing that I found sitting on my editor’s desk, and then stole when she left her office to go to the bathroom? The thing that makes up for me not having been kissed by my fiancé, the most wonderful man in the world, for the [...]
In bed
So my friend Steven hosted a ’70s party tonight at Numbers, the dance club around the corner from our house, and I got all dressed up in vintage gear and walked over there to support him and all. And I stayed for a few hours, and then walked home and washed my face and changed [...]
Recent, ahem, developments
Dear Interweb,
Do you want to see my new wedding dress? Of course you do. Click here.
I think it’s very “West Side Story,” don’t you. Instead of C and I cutting the cake, we’ve decided that the grand finale of our wedding reception will be a homoerotic dance number featuring 1950s Puerto Rican gang members.
The best [...]
Just one quick, crass note
A group of my coworkers just returned from lunch at a new fast food place near our office called Backyard Burgers. While they’re ranting and raving about how good it was, all I can do over and over again in my head is refer to it as Backdoor Burgers.
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