Play Ball!

As any Oregonian knows, professional sports teams in our state are too far and few between. That's why people are so die-hard (among other reasons) for our Oregon Ducks (yay) and Oregon State Beavers (boohiss). I have no desire to watch the Portland Jailblazers, as the NBA is my least fave in the bunch. But what am I supposed to do in the spring/summer time, when there's no football!?
Last night, baseball was the answer.
The team around here is the Eugene Emeralds aka da Ems. The last time I went to an Ems game was when I was still playing Kidsports softball. Softball played a HUGE part in my childhood, as baseball did N's, so we thought it might be fun to go to a game. The Ems aren't the greatest team around, but my mom had free (really good) tickets, and the game was being held at PK Park, which just opened a couple months ago.
The stadium is pretty nice. Not huge, but you had a good view of things. The game itself was a bit of a snoozer, (4-2 Boise final) and since PK is apparently all about promo nights, we got to endure GOONIES night. Other than the score board being changed to the Fratelli's vs. Goonies, and a really crappy treasure hunt, it wasn't very goonies based. But since the movie was filmed here, blahblahblahgooniesoregonrulestheend. Some of the other silly and ridiculous events were camera worthy, IMO.
Those kids on the left were bungee-corded together and had to slam foam balls into basketball nets. The kid on the right sucked hard, and didn't seem to understand what he needed to do. He got dragged through the dirt. And my dirt, I mean astroturf as the only real dirt on the field is at the pitcher's mound and batter's box. As you can see here to your right, the stadium was PACKED, and some kid got to be pushed around what I'm preeettty sure was a shopping cart with a cardboard box on the top.
Now, the piece of gold I've been holding onto for the end of this post. I hope I can get it to work, because it's a bit mortifying and needs to be shared with the world. The team mascot is a lime green bear that goes by the name Sluggo, Original right? Anyways, it wouldn't be a Goonies night if there wasn't a reference to the truffle shuffle....hopefully the cute picture of N and I will help you not be completely scarred for life.




Until next time,

Sarah

Wake up in the mornin'..

feelin' like P. Diddy a big piece of crap.

Sorry I've been MIA these last few days, but I've been working from 6-2:30 all weekend, and then reaping the benefits of an afternoon of sunshine, actually spent outside! I discovered I really enjoy that shift, as time goes by faster. However, the whole going to bed early would take some getting used to.
N's been dealing with some weird sinus issue this week. Long story short, the last two nights I've been waking up to the sound of him snoring, loudly, like a freight train. I immediately go into panic mode thinking I woke up suddenly because my alarm didn't go off at 5:20am. Then I realize, it's only 3. THEN I have an anxiety attack because he's snoring so loud, I think I'll be tired all day because how will I be able to fall back alsee.....ZzzzzZzzzz. Wake up feeling pumped! Not in the gross Jersey Shore sort of way.
Last night was not the same case. I'd say I ended up falling asleep around 10ish. I wake up at around 11 to N standing over me asking me to look at his face. I was still half asleep (trust me, weird things happen when I'm like this, the stories I could tell...) so I asked if he was splotchy? I guess I thought in my current state he was having an allergic reaction. To which I kept saying, "It looks fine! I don't see anything!" I remember him saying he didn't even tell me what I was looking for yet. Wanna know what it was? Duh-dun-na-nah!

HIS BEARD.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen. The man woke me up to make sure his newly trimmed beard was even. WHAT. THE. HUH?! When I talked to him about today, he told me he needed my opinion so he didn't walk around like an un-even jack-ass-beard-guy. I love my husband to be, but I was a grumpo because of that.
So I go back to sleep. Wake up at 4:30 to the freight train pulling into the station. Right next to my face. Again, anxiety ridden. So I get the brilliant idiotic idea that I'll go into work at 5, not 6 like planned, and I'll get to leave an hour earlier, yay!
Someone should have slapped me upside the head.
By no means am I a morning person. I sleep in when I can, and enjoy a good nap. While working just an hour earlier completely threw me for a loop, I'll never know. I know not sleeping well played a big part, but whateva whateva. Never again will I voluntarily work at 5am. I should have known because when I was originally hired, they attempted to train me for the opening shift....at 4am. I would get physically ill and could not force myself to go to bed at 7:30 at night. However, for some reason 6am isn't as bad. Maybe it was because I got to decorate all weekend, I don't know.
What I do know is I'm so very glad we got rid of Comcast and we are very much enjoying our Directv. I also know that I am loving the sunny weather, regardless that it makes me sweat like a whore in church while at work. Also, going to an Ems game with N and my mom tomorrow!

Until next time,

Sarah

Reason #428937482734 why I love my Fiancé.

Because he lets me take pictures of him while dressed in ridiculous get-ups such as:Yes. That is an authentic Snuggie. That would also be N's "balllla statuz fayce" pose.

This was a Christmas present for his mom, ha ha.
However, this next one is probably my favorite of all-time.

In case you were at all confused, N is on the left. He was wearing our roommate's Yoshi costume...and if you don't know who Yoshi is by now, look it up. I was in the kitchen, and I see this green...thing run by, and then a "yoshi" noise. N came out a few mins later and I couldn't stop laughing at how silly he looked. Mind you, this costume was for a thin, short person. N is 6' 4" with long arms and legs! I had to stand on our bed to get a good enough picture, but it's definitely a keeper. So after finding out this it what my roommate was going as for Halloween (we all work at the same place, and every year there is a costume contest) my friend/co-worker/wedding photographer K and I decided to go as no other than....MARIO AND LUIGI!

I really did it for the mustache....

Until next time,

Sarah

Dangerously Delicious.

Last night was the best!

N and I went up to Portland yesterday to see Aziz Ansari at the Aladdin theater. If you haven't seen this guy's stand-up, do it, NOW! He's hilarious.
We had lunch at Red Lobster, where I proceeded the stuff a fck ton of cheddar bay biscuits in my purse, to omm nom later. Why you ask? Well one, they're delicous, and two, I didn't want to get hungry waiting in line for FIVE HOURS to get primo seats. I wanted to be right up where the action was, okay?
And we were! We were the very first people to show up. It was pretty cool. I've never been first for anything, really. Here I am, being legit. Too legit, to quit. Pardon me looking like I am 12 years old, in my (really cool) giraffe shirt and smiling like a jack ass.
To kill time, I read, tried not to the sweat through my shirt as it was really warm and I freakin' wore jeans. There were some interesting passers-by, and then N and I proceeded to narrate the lives of the people driving and waiting at the busy intersection. We saw a horrible John Mayer look-alike, and a guy who was really, really, REALLY, into Jewel.
So lucky for our friend K (and our new found friend, M) they got to get in line with us about 15 mins before the doors opened. I was congratulated on being first in line, and when I got home that night I saw that the theater tweeted about me! haha. We made a bee line for the very front row center, and it was totally worth the wait. We were inches away from the stage, but they were very adamant about no photography. Which made me sad panda, I just wanted one photo of Aziz!
Then my wish came true.
After the opening act finished (a very funny comedian Dan Levy) Aziz came out and shit got insannnnnnne. He let people take photos for a couple mins, which makes me so glad I didn't put my camera in the car!! This was the best one I got. Look how close we were! It was awesome because he did these ridiculous poses and was saying "we'll make it look like I'm doing some crazy physical bit. I'm flyinnn!" His set was pretty good. He referred to K as a Kit Kat, and said M looked like a guy who would really be into porn.

Worth every penny.

Until next time,

Sarah

Warning: Emotional Post Below.

Well friends, there's something I've been meaning to share for a while, but forgive me as it is very difficult subject to talk about.

On February 11th, 2008, my dad lost his battle with cancer. He was only 57.
We didn't know he was even sick not even three months before that.
Somehow, over the years, the cancer managed to spread all over his body, undetected. He started to get sicker, but our Dr. said it was because of his age, and him pushing his body so hard. Wtf? He wasn't THAT old. So they decided to do some tests.
I remember the day he told us the diagnosis. I was still living at home, and it was exactly 3 months before my birthday. I had come home from work, and he was in his bedroom watching TV. One of our favorite pastimes was to watch cartoons (family guy, the simpons, stuff like that) and be silly together. He had told me he heard from the doctor, but when I asked what they said, he told me he wanted to wait til my mom got home. I didn't even think anything of that, because I just assumed it was some long story that he didn't want to tell twice.
My mom came home, and we were in the kitchen. He said he was diagnosed with cancer, and given six months to a year to live. I went into hysterics. I fell to the floor, and just started screaming. Not to mention sobbing like a lunatic. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't even believe it. No one deserves to lose their parent at such a young age. He proceeded to call my brothers and sister, while my mom and I held each other as our world crashed down on us. I later told my dad I wanted to get a matching tattoo with him, and he said we would figure it out.
It wasn't easy. He had to be checked into the hospital one week before Christmas. He never got go home after that. He was either at the hospital, or the rehabilitation center. They had him so drugged up no one could understand him, but me really. I remember one time he told me he saw Jessica Alba dancing topless in my left eye, with tentacles coming out of it. He thought it was funny. Another time my mom called me saying he kept asking for pie. Which I knew he was referring to these horrible Hershey cream pie slices they sell at burger king. He wouldn't really eat anything, but when I told him a brought him a slice, he perked right up. Again, good with the bad. He was doing better around January, he was doing a combo of chemo/radiation. He was actually starting to be himself again. Then he started sliding. Apparently, he was two weeks last for his chemo treatments. I can't even begin to get into this, because I get so upset. The doctor blamed the rehab place, the rehab place said the doctor never told them. I'll always wonder what would have happened had he been able to do his 2nd round of chemo.
The night before he passed, was really good. We were watching NHRA drag racing at the hospital, and we were all happy. Things felt normal. I said goodbye around 11 that night, only to get a call from my mom at 9:30 this next morning, We lost him, she said.
I was surprisingly okay. Obviously it was upsetting, but I needed to get to the hospital. I sent a text to some close friends, as I couldn't handle talking to them just yet. Thank goodness for the advances in technology. My sister drove down, and we spent the day together. We went to our fave mexi restaurant (the three of us used to go there all the time) and then I went and got the tattoo my dad and I were going to get together.
The guy that did it did a really bad job. This is after it's been fixed. I didn't ask for any of that black "shading" but it is what it is. The ankh is the symbol of the motorcycle club my dad was apart of for over 30 years. Them linking at the top meant we would always be together, no matter what happens.
Sorry to be such a debbie downer, but I miss him every single day. He was my best friend. I miss our walks around the pond by our house. I miss going for motorcycle rides. I miss just hanging out at the shop (he owned his own motorcycle repair shop, and also custom built bikes-before that he taught motorcycle safety classes for 10+ years) and shooting the shit. Things like buffalo wings from pizza hut make me want to burst into tears, because that was our thing. He did a great impression of TIMMY! from south park. This is a man who when we found our cereal cupboard was infested with ants, took me out to the backyard so we could set a box of apple jacks on fire.
That was a good day.


But he was MY dad, and I couldn't have asked for a better one.


Until next time,

Sarah


P.S.- Wondered about what I was going to do about my wedding day? In the beginning, I thought I would go solo, but I know I'd be a nervous wreck. My brother-in-law, who has always been in my life, and someone who I love and care for with all my heart, will be walking me down the aisle.

Death at a funeral.

More like death of any comedic value that movie could have offered.
Ok, I laughed a few times...
but it didn't help that the people who were sitting right behind us laughed at everything.
And I mean ev-re-thi-ugh.
They were the sort of people who get movies like that past test audiences...

Anyways.

I did nothing but cake orders today, and while we were slammed at work, at least the day went by fast. However, I have a pounding headache so I'm going to keep this short tonight.

I want to make these!!

However, I would do them with blue and white tissue paper, to hopefully make them look more hydrangea-y. We'll see. I found a couple of other craft projects I want to try out, but it's all a matter of finding the time, or the energy to do much of anything. I still can't believe we're almost at the two month mark! Holy geeze! We still need to order N's ring, and about 10,000,000 other things.....
blughajdlakjdlkajd.

Alright, True Blood is calling to me, I STILL haven't watched the season premire! (btw, please read the books if you haven't. I read the the first time about four years ago. One of my favie series. As much as I enjoy the show, the books are ten times better.)



Until next time,

Sarah

Busted.

Is what I did at the casino, big time.

I was up by about 40 bucks Wednesday night, only to have it all disappear the next day. I think part of it has to do with me getting sucked into the amazing race slots, which had awesome bonus features....if you hit them. Plus, at 60 cents a play, it was a big cash hole. Rookie mistake. I did alright on a few games. N on the other hand was hustlin' like no one's business. My eyes were stinging from all the smokers milling about, and I was getting cranky because 1) I don't like losing 2) I like being able to actually OPEN my eyes, which I could barely do because they hurt so bad 3) I reeaaalllyy don't like losing 4) We hadn't had a real meal in about 14 hours, which N can deal with, but I turn into a 1 year old who needs to have their bottle and a nap. Which I actually ended up doing. Except substitute the bottle for Taco Bell.
We entered a slot tourney, which is ultimately three mins on button mashing, and frankly, three mins of my life that I won't be getting back. I also got in trouble for sitting in the wrong seat? Thanks for yelling at me in front of everyone Mr. Tuxedo Shirt. Classssy.
Reguardless of all my complaining, I did have a good time, and it was nice to be away from anything work related for a couple days. I did take some funny pictures with my god awful camera phone, since I have a feeling I would have been getting some side-eye from casino employees. It doesn't help that I look like I'm 12. We even got our hands stamped and were still asked to show ID. But I digress. Here's dem pictuas!

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About that....my phone is currently being rediculous and won't send the photos to me e-mail. Thanks AT&T. I'll try to get them up asap!

Next week: Decorating solo for the first time....on a Friday and Saturday. Two of the busier days in the week for us bakery folk. Also, Aziz Ansari in Portland! Very funny guy. Very excited girl. I fully intend to get a photo with this man.

Until next time,

Sarah

A whole new game!

Awww yeah.

I've had one day off in the last fourteen days I've worked. I'm exhausted. People are starting to get on my nerves. I can barely stay up past ten. I deserve a break!
And that's just what I'm going to do.
Tomorrow at five pm, pacific standard time, N and I are packin' our bags and heading over to the beautiful Oregon coast!
Now, I must admit something, and hope you don't make fun of me for it. When I get old, it'll be my dream to become one of those little old ladies who more or less lives at the bingo hall and can play about 20 cards at a time, AND have one of those automatic playing machines too (Minus the chain-smoking bit). Not only that, but be able to sit on a slot machine, and just dump money into it. (WINNING hopefully, not just being some old hag dumping her life savings in) We'll be staying at three rivers casino, and as cheesy as it can be, it's a lot of fun. You get free soda, and the room rates are pretty decent. Besides, I'm pretty lucky, and tend to win when we go. Sadly, no bingo for me, as they only play Monday/Saturday. WTF?!
I hope to come home with funny stories, big winnings, and hopefully some silly pictures. We sadly don't own a laptop (just as I was saying how techie savvy we were, ha!) so we'll be without internetz until Friday. Try not to miss me too much.

Also, in need of a laugh? Check out the casino's horribly tacky website here, where half the links don't work, and they play that god awful music.

Until next time,

Sarah

Let there be cake!

You'd think this would be the easiest part for me figure out. I work in a bakery. I went to a Le Cordon Bleu certified culinary school and got a degree and patisserie and baking. Did I mention I friggin' LOVE cake?! However, when it comes to my wedding cake, I'm completely stumped.
Wedding cakes are not the same as they used to be ten years ago. The days of a solid, ONLY white cake with enough ruffles of buttercream and lace to make you go blind....that is sooooo 1984. Flavors, style, decor, icing type (some people are all about fondant...not for me) are anything and everything these days.
So, with all my knowledge of the cake world, you'd think this selection would be a cake walk, pun totally intended.
So, so, wrong.
Lucky for me, my friend M is decorating my wedding cake for me, and I'll be baking it myself, because I'm a freak about wedding cakes being baked correctly. Really, you can ask anyone I work with. I just really take pride in what I do, okay!?
Here's what I know:

It's going to be 3-4 tiers.
It's going to have this awesome ribbon around the bottom that my sister and I found at Michael's. It was fate because there was just enough!
It's going to have buttercream icing, because while fondant is notorious for smoothness, I hate the taste, and know M can make it look 10x better with BC.
There will be a raspberry-poppy-seed tier, a white with lemon or rasp cream filling tier, a chocolate with either peanut butter or chocolate filling tier,
and possibly a black and white(alternating layers of white and chocolate cake with BC filling)
>I'm still debating how I want the (fresh) flowers to go on the cake. I think I might just leave that up to M, because she's a pro. The cake will will a simple dot pattern on it, unless I find something that appeals to me more.


SUGGESTIONS ARE MUCHO APPRECIATED!


Until next time,

Sarah

A slave to technology.

Maybe it's from being so burned out from LIVING at work these last 2091234931204 days, but the word technology looks like it's spelled wrong. It just started making me laugh. Sorry.

I don't know about you, but like the title says, I'm a technology slave. I think part of that has to do with N, but it's really okay. We aren't as bad as that guy who waited in line for 3 days to get an iPad (which really, why wouldn't you wait the 2-8 weeks when they release the new and improved version. Apple plays that game all the time.) but we like to have nice things.

It all started last year for Valentine's day, when we decided to get a new TV. I didn't think anything was wrong with our current one, until we brought this one home. It's a 42" (N, correct me if I'm wrong) Vizio HDTV. We got it on sale at Costco (big heart!).

Holy. Crap.

I never want to watch a movie/horrible reality show/play a video game on anything else. The picture on this thing is redonkulous, and we're not going to need to buy a new TV for a very, very, long time.
It wasn't too long after that, that N talked me into getting a Blu-Ray player. We still argue sometimes about what movies we REALLY need to own on BR, (obv choices like inglorious basterds, 28 days later, Avatar, LOTR...if they ever get around to releasing the extended versions) or we could do without (like we have season 4 of the office on Blu-Ray, but only because it was cheaper than the dvd set at the time, wtf?)
Our computer alone would give any gamer a hardcore boner. It's a good thing. :D
Don't even get me started on all the things I have to keep up with on the internetz. Facebook, MySpace, The Knot, Other blogs I like to read, and shameless fail fotos on peopleofwalmart, ect. Did I ever mention I started a Twitter account a few weeks ago? You can start following me here!

Ok homies, I need to eat something or I'm going to fall asleep on my keyboard, and it won't be pretty. Enjoy the beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeautiful weather we are finally having!

Until next time,

Sarah

Lo Cal. Hi Power.

Like I've been saying for the last 10,100 years, this weekend was going to be all about the graduation cakes. To plug through the day, I figured I would get a little help from my friend.


Sugar free Amp energy drink supplement. What? It IS. It even says so on the can. This drink is also known on the streets as crack in a can, or the liquid heart attack. I know, I know, these things are horrible for you and they turn your pee the colors of a highlighter, but I can't help myself. They make me super jittery and I can plow through orders like no one's business.

So, the lovely D and and I were slugging through these cake orders, which of course ALL had cream cheese icing*, and we were dragging a little. One thing led to another, and we ended up purchasing a couple of these little beauties. I of course, thought it was a good idea to chug mine down over a 30 min time period. The first time I did this, (yes, this an on-going thing) I told N and he looked at me like I was a crackhead. Apparently, "normal" people make these little 16 oz cans last an entire day. No, thanks. How am I supposed to get my jitter on if I don't down the whole thing in a matter of minutes? Don't look at me like I'm some caffine junkie! I could quit any time I wanted to. I just don't want to.

Anyways, we finish them off, and while I'm a little more peppy, I'm not quite the AMPedosity that I want to be at. Neither was D. So what do we do? Buy two more of course! Amp #2 is finished in about 22 mins. Mind you this was over a 3 hour period. D was a wimp and only got through half of hers, although, she did have a killer big americano that morning, so props to her for not dying.

At that point, I'm like a hummingbird on speed. Everything is amusing, and the jitter factor was through the roof. It got to the point where D had to finish one of my cakes so I could go to lunch because my hand was too shaky. You would think THAT would be enough to get me to lay off right? Not counting the energy crash I experienced at 3:30? Oh, no siree.

I had to stop by Fred Meyer to get some stuff for dinner, and what do I find? Amp is on sale. So I buy four. Don't worry though, I promise to share with N, and limit myself to one per day. I hope.

On the bright side, I ran/walked on the treadmill knee pain free for a couple hours today, while we watched The Girl Next Door. Did anyone remember that Paul Dano was in that? (the brother from Little Miss Sunshine, There Will Be Blood, ect.)

Tomorrow is going to be just as, if not more hectic. At least the days go by fast. :)

Until next time,

Sarah

RnR Thursday!

Even though it seems like all the days for me lately have blurred together into either "working" or "not working", somebody mentioned that it was Thursday! I have a massive headache right now, so I'm going to keep this short, while Thor warms my spot on the bed. :)

Rant: Why does no one know how to drive? I know this question is as old as time, but really. I live 5.16 miles away from work (thanks mapquest) and it took me a half hour to get there today. Now I know some people have quite the commute...but I just don't have the patience. When I get off work, I just want to get far, far away. Not sit in unnecessary-people-not-knowing-how-to-merge-properly-dead-stop traffic in the pouring rain. I also work the next eight days in a row, which I predicted, but that's okay because.....

Rave: N and I have the same days off for the next two weeks! I'd like to point out, that even though there are only 7 days in a week, we haven't had a day off together in about...a month and a half. So we're living it up, baby! We're going to the casino at the coast! Laugh if you will, but I actually have a lot of fun there. Last time we found a nickle in a penny slot, and then turned it into 40 bucks! Besides, we always bring a pre-determined amount of money, and I know when to quit while I'm ahead. Besides, who doesn't love reeking of cigarettes? Oh, wait. It'll just be nice to spend some quality time with N. Hopefully the weather can pull it's head out of it's ass and maybe there will be some sun soon.

Until next time,

Sarah

You can just call me Sandra Bullock....

Because I totally had a premonition that today was going to be a good day, and it was! Hurrah!

I got a LOT done at work today, and since we had enough people to cover the front counters, I didn't have to stop what I was doing every ten seconds to ask a customer if they needed something only to be completely ignored tell me they were just looking. Customer service can be the pits sometimes.
So other than my productivity, I found out Jess had an interview at the store, for a position in my department! Which would mean no more crap job for her, and she'd actually be allowed to take a lunch break. I'll keep you posted.
Also found out today that I no longer have to close! No longer will I have to stay until nine thirty at night AND I was told I'd be fo sho decorating on the weekends. Which is pretty cool for me. :)
It's the weekend of the beginning of many weekends (huh? exactly.) I've got graduations, Father's day, 4th of July (holiday pay what what!) wedding cake deliveries, and then the next thing you know....it'll be my wedding weekend! Eeep!
According to the knot....I have 74 days to go....and waaaaay too much to do still.
I did get my invites in the mail yesterday (finally) and was pleased to hear a lot of people already got theirs. Bring on the RSVP's, please.

Okay then, I'm going to go bang on some plastic equipment and make noize.
(AKA Rockband 2)

Until next time,

Sarah

Freedoooooooom! For now.

I'm making the best of the one day off I have this week.
I woke up with a burst of energy at the crack of....seven. I know that's normal for some, but not for me, when I don't even need to be awake! Since I was already up, I decided I would go do some serious deep cleaning in my kitchen. I tackled the monster pile of dishes in the sink, and re-organized one of our cupboards. It was such a wreck it was making my eye twitch every time I had to get something out of it. I now wish I would have taken a before and after picture. Le sigh. There's always the four other cupboards (and god forbid the fridge) that could use a face-lift. A girl can only do so much boring stuff in a day. I then made myself a delicious breakfast, (eggs and toast, muhaha) and did my usual knotting, and decided to come here, to you!
Since it was absolutely stunning outside yesterday, and I had to be inside working during the whole day (can I express how much distaste I have for working 1pm-930pm? Ready to go back the the ol' 830-5) I vowed that if it was half as nice today, I would treat myself. I was going to go get a new lawn chair, set it out in the back yard, and soak up the sun while I read a book and drank teeth-hurting cold mango-peach iced tea. However, all I see is cloud-cover. I'm trying not to lose hope, as it's still early, but we'll see.

Now for a shameless plug, as I'm all about winning stuff.
I've talked about her blog a lot, as it's one of the only ones I read, and hopefully she doesn't think I'm some creep-o stalker (what can I say? she has an AWESOME sense of humor, writes really well, and she DID get married on my birthday :D )...but Salt is doing a 200 post giveaway on her blog, and I'm all for entering it as many ways as I can.
I want the Hooty necklace!

Until next time,

Sarah

Ran Ragged.

And I'm not even close to being done with the work week! I've been exhausted by the time I've gotten home, and then don't really have anything interesting or witty to report. However, I did help a very nice man last night who donned a huge star of David necklace. Mozzeltoffffzzz.
It was also my niece's 11th birthday yesterday! Happy Birthday A! Charizard's is tomorrow, and my oldest niece will be SIXTEEN on the 15th. I love them all so much, and they are all playing a huge part in my wedding. :D

So, I saw in Salt's blog a fun little challenge to do. It was to post five pictures you love, and explain why you love them. Seeing as I've been a little behind on blogging, I'm going to post nine photos instead, because I can! Also, I had a hard time choosing only five. And blogger for some reason wouldn't let me do ten...

**You may need to click on a couple of the images to view them full size. Curse you blogger!

Christmas eve, 2001?

The holidays and family get togethers were really the only time we would ever take family photos, due to my sister's persistence. Which I'm really greatful for now, because I cherish these pictures, even if my hair is doing that weird flippy thing.

Western Culinary Institute, 2006.
I jumped right into culinary school after my high school graduation. Literally, it was three weeks between the time I left WHS to WCI. There, I made some awesome friends and memories I wouldn't trade for the world. Even though we don't all speak much, if at all, these girls will always hold a place in my heart.

Oregon Duck vs. Houston Cougar. 2007-2008? Can't remember which season.
I love this because Ducky don't play that, homie! Cougar curb stomp!

Oregon coast, 2007.
I didn't even realize this picture was being taken at the time. R and S were my best friends in high school. S lives in SF and I don't see him often, but R and I still see each other every so often. This picture just reminds me a simpler time.

Shella's House, 2008
An impromptu girl's night with cheap wine, green shirts, IAMFLOOR and kissy faces!
A herself just got engaged a couple weeks ago!

San Fran, 2008

My Dad, sister, and I love NHRA drag racing. We drove down to Sonoma, CA that summer to go to the races. The day before, Charizard and I went exploring around SF. We wanted to snap a photo but they all kept turning out really, really, bad. It was windy and we were tired, but it was one of the best days ever. :D

My house, 2008.
This is the first picture N and I ever took together. I love it because that's pretty much us in a nutshell.

Laundry room, 2009
And THIS is the first picture of Thor I ever took! It was the first night we had him, and he attempted to have him sleep in the laundry room for a while. He kept scratching at the door though (which he ended up knocking down eventually), so in the end we let him sleep in our room, and on our bed. Which he hogs, because even though he's small, he's a huge lump at night!

Bedroom, 2009
This is the silly picture I took after N and I got home from when he proposed to me! Please don't mind my weirdly shaped eyes, or my horrible bangs. The lady at the salon sort of hacked them off. That was when they had grown out a little, ugh.


So there you have it, my favie fotos. Any you would like to share??

RnR Thursday!

Seeing as I closed last night, and had to basically go straight to bed to go to work this morning (gotta love that 12 hour turnaround) there was no time for bloggin'.

But once again, it's time for rants n' raves thursday!

Rave: Totes have been helping revive my local board on theknot.com. It had been pretty much dead from the time I joined back in January, but it seems like a few other oregonian gals felt it needed a pick-me-up too. The majority of the bigger boards are all east-coasters, so more times than not, threads are dead long before I can ever get to them. So thanks ladies!

Rant: My work schedule is sooooo insane the next couple weeks. Last week was memorial day, next week is graduation week, and then two weeks later we have fourth of July stuffz. Don't get me wrong, I love holidays (and the pay that comes with it) but I work 6 of 7 days next week. I also have the joy of closing all weekend. Yuck. However...

Rave: I'll be getting SO much overtime, it's mcgoats worth working so much. Because I really, really, REALLY, need to extra moolah. I just hope I don't get too burnt out.

Anyone you know graduating this year? Congratulations! Where's that sun...?!

Until next time,

Sarah

My mouth tastes weird.

Due to the fact that I was stuffing envelopes with wedding invites last night! I got through the painful process of licking them closed by watching Step Brothers. If you haven't seen it, go, NOW! Boats N Hoes!

I did have to cut back a little on our guest list. It's for the best, but it's still very frustrating as I swore that I had counted our invitations about 10000 times to make sure I made enough for who I needed to send them to. Oh, well. I'm trying to get as much done today as I can, because memorial day totes messed up my days off, I have no idea when I'll be off again....ugh.

And that's about it for now. I'm waiting for my Amazon.com package to come so I can geek out with The Sims expansion I've been dying to play since I first read about it....in March.

Until next time,

Sarah