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Say It Again...Say Anything.
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I keep them in my car, since the rearview mirror is where I always see my hungarian roots coming out in a mustache and beard.
I also have them in my bathroom.
However, today I felt a couple when laying on the couch. Needless to say I still haven't remembered to pluck them when I was near a tweezer. Lazy and hairy.
i'm pretty sure i haven't shaved my legs since well before thanksgiving. it got cold, so i was all, "score! pants!" and then i got busy busy with work, and there has just been no time.
on the plus side, it's going to feel really great when i finally do shave.
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- Paula Deen to 104.1 KRBE's Producer Eric 9/17/2011
- Paula Deen to 104.1 KRBE's Producer Eric 9/17/2011
haha. loved the rubber chicken!
I about peed myself laughing so hard when I pulled up to schlotzsky's today and saw this sign
Seriously. How did someone NOT just die laughing when the marketing person presented that in their meeting?!
the thought of our first big family christmas without my grandma is making me teary-eyed this morning.
i went to her house the day after she died (she had lived there since 1942) and took pictures of all the little familiar things... all the things i wanted to remember just like they were, before anyone came into her house and started moving things around.
i made little notecards from 14 different pictures... her little cute jar labeled "bacon grease", the worn down stove knobs, the handmade teddy bear we all loved as kids, the piles of prayer cards, her kitchen windowsills with all the trinkets, her cute worn copper measuring cups, her pretty glass doorknobs, the red metal chairs under the carport.
i can't wait for them to get here, i'm packaging them up and giving them as gifts to all my aunts/uncles and cousins. i'm so excited about them, but i think i'm going to have a hard time keeping it together when i give them.
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their sign on the door says, "no shirtzkis, no shoezkis, no schlotzkys." A friend in high school went to apply for a job there and on his way got high (not smart I know). He couldn't stop laughing throughout the interview about the sign. Needless to say he didn't get hired.
you're not an a-hole, sh!t happens.
For the past couple days I've been having braxton hicks and since last night I have had some severe cramping so I finally called my dr. They had me go into the hospital to check on contractions. First of all, when they called I was sitting at the nail place with my feet soaking waiting for my pedicure. I tried to convince a friend that we could wait but she made me go asap (I knew that it wasn't serious and the dr said I could wait an hour). Then I get there and they said date of birth? I totally forgot. Could only think of Addie's until my friend finally started to answer for me. My birthday is July 4th luckily so it was easy for my friend to remember. This time around pregnacy brain is so much worse! so embarassing.
and I am fine. I have a bladder infection that was causing an "irritated uterus" which caused contractions. Last week it was a yeast infection, a couple weeks before it was a UTI. fun times!! babies sounded good, got to hear their heart rates again.
AP, goo to know you are okay (well, aside form the crappy infections) and that the little buns are doing well!
ok, DD is with a friend at her quinceaneara in almost-Mexico-but-still-texas.
the friend is turning 15... and she just got a brand new camaro from her grandparents. holy cow!
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IAMSOFUCKINGPISSED.
I asked my step mom what was going on for Christmas Eve/Christmas day because nobody has said anything to me. She said they would be home on Christmas Eve, and at my stepbrother's Christmas Day. I told her we were going to my Aunt's on Christmas Eve at 6 and my BIL's on Christmas day for breakfast. Her response?
Oh, that's too bad. I was really hoping you'd be able to come here, I understand though. It's hard. You need to concentrate on the boys though.
Um. So we can't come over (because they'd never come here) earlier on Christmas Eve?? And we can't come to my stepbrother's house on Christmas day?? Ugh. This is exactly why I didn't want to move back here. Holidays are such a clusterfvck and I just end up getting pissed off. I hate this.
I am sure the tone of her response was probably telling, but just reading that - I am guessing she thought you were busy both days and weren't available to come to either thing. Can you suggest coming over there and see what she says (or suggest it to your dad?)
so I tend to read things quickly and sometimes apparently skip parts. I read that as she got a brand new cow!
no cow, just a b!tch!n' camaro!
i posted the pics from the grandma-notecards to my FB page, if anyone wants to look.
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I saw the pictures from your notecards. What an awesome thing to do! I can imagine there were lots of tears when you gave them to everyone.
I'm going to see if they want to do lunch on Christmas Eve. If not, then they won't see us at all. They make a huge deal about spending time with family, but what they mean when they say that is conforming to their schedule. Sorry, both sets of our parents are divorced so at minimum we have 4 sets of family to see. But my mom is estranged from her side of the family, so in order to see my aunt's, grandma or cousins that adds a 5th function. It's such a disaster. I can't wait until we're in our own house (and not the temp housing we're in now) and can host holidays. I'm going to park myself in my house and if anyone wants to see me, they'll know where to find me.
Family sucks.
ditto - I'm curious to hear about your family's reaction! What did they say???
everyone really loved them-- i think a lot of people didn't open them right away (the adults never do, we just watch the kids open gifts). i had to tell my mom to open them...lol. it was cool, those that had opened them would look around to see if the others had opened their yet, and kind of prod them to open them... and watch for reactions.
everyone was smiley/teary and thanked me. i'm so glad i did it. it was wonderful to see everyone smile at each new picture : )
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See, if you still live here, you could come to MY dysfunctional family Christmas!
my mom mailed me something insured priority mail, was supposed to be here the 15th. It's still not here. at least the tracking is still showing it as undelivered but I'm guessing she could have mailed it parcel post with the same results at this rate.
LOL I've had the same number for 10 years too, it's one digit off from Thai Cottage on Richmond, and apparently they misprinted their number on menus or something years ago. I still get the occasional phone call "Hi, I'd like one order of pad thai, one ginger chicken and a green curry for pick up" to which I respond "Mmmmmm, me too, but you have the wrong number" and then all I can think about for the rest of the day is how freaking good that sounds.