hb, d

today is Drew's birthday. 

today is Dr. Suess's birthday.

to celebrate the birthdays of these great Americans, I thought I would list some of my favorite Dr. Suess quotes that also remind me of Drew... especially because Drew recently followed his dream, and is kicking so much ass... and if you ask me, that's really what Dr. Suess is all about.

"Think and wonder.  Wonder and think."

"Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting.  So... get on your way!"

"You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes.  You can steer yourself any direction you choose."

"It's opener, out there, in the wide, open air."

"Will you succeed?  Yes you will indeed.  Ninety-eight and three-quarters percent guaranteed."

"You're on your own, and you know what you know.  And YOU are the one who'll decide where you go..."

"From there to here, and here to there, funny things are everywhere."

happy birthday, stubee

(whos created here)

last night

i love these boys so very much.

trent and sergio are going to have a pretty fly bachelor pad.

congrats, fellas.

and the award goes to

just in case you're not sick of hearing about the Oscars...

direct quotes from us while we watched (yes I made poor matt watch the Oscars):

"Tom Hanks looks good" - me

"seriously, his tux fits so well" - me

in reference to Robert Richardson during his Oscar speech - "I like his monochromatic shirt and tie...... (and hair)" - me

“I don’t really like Bradley Cooper’s creeper stache” - me

"I really want to see Hugo" - me

“get it?  Because Kodak filed?” - me

"I really want to see My Week With Marilyn" - me

"I want to go buy some stuff from JCPenney to support Ellen.  I keep forgetting" - me

"I really want to see the Girl with The Dragon Tattoo but I’m too scared” - me

"What is Hugo even about?" - matt

"adventure I think... I don't know" - me

 

in response to Hugo winning sound mixing Oscar -  "Damn!  Who did they sleep with to get all these Oscars?  Has anyone else won anything yet?" - matt

"What the hell is this?" - matt 

"Cirque du Soleil performance" - me

"Miss Piggy always looks fabulous" - me

"I really want to see Albert Nobbs" - me

"I really want to see The Artist" - me

"Rango?  Wasn’t that like 3 years ago?" - matt

"I love Emma Stone." - me

"Why do you love Emma Stone?" - matt

"Because she’s so beautiful and funny and she’s good at color blocking." - me

"I never realized Zach Snufalufagus was short" - me

"people should thank animals in their speeches more often" - me

and then matt fell asleep so there was no more talking.

good investment

I’m going to tell you a secret about women…

every day or at least many days of the week, we are wearing one of three (maybe four) things that circulate through our laundry every. single. week.

we have favorite “camis”… a black one, a white one, a grey one, and maybe a nude one (although I take issue with this color being named nude, because there aren’t very many people who are actually this color when nude – but that’s another blog post).  They might be some variation of a cami – like a tank top with a thicker strap, or a basic tee for layering, or a wife beater (speaking of names I take issue with) but it’s all the same idea.

we wear them for many reasons, and they serve many purposes:

• they help with blouses not being see-through
• they look good under sweaters
• sometimes they help with things needing to be sucked in or lifted up
• maybe we need an extra layer for warmth
• maybe we need a bottom layer that is light for a hot day when we want to remove the other layers (this one doesn’t apply to me, but I hear it’s true)
• they go under a suit, dress, shirt, etc…
• sometimes we wear them even if they don’t serve a purpose because it doesn’t feel right to not wear one.

we work in them, play in them, work out in them, and sleep in them…  and sometimes when we think nobody will notice and it’s a weekend, and we’re too lazy to do laundry, and they’re not too stretched out – we wear them for all of those things.

here’s the thing.  they cost like $6.00 - $10.00.  I’m sure there are some you can buy somewhere for like $50… but they do the same thing as the $6.00 ones, so if you’re spending $50, you should send me some of that money you don’t need.  so they’re crazy cheap, and they’re made out of fabric as thick as tissue.  so despite the fact that they cost less than lunch, we only have three of them and we wear the same three every day for centuries.

and when we’re digging through our closet or dresser for the black one for the third time each week only to discover that it’s in the laundry (because we put it on when it came out of the dryer) it never occurs to us that perhaps we should spring for a second $6.00 black cami.

i examined my camis this weekend, and decided this was nonsense.  the grey one has a paint spot (because we also wear them for home renovation), and a tiny hole in one seam.  the white one has a couple holes, and one broken strap which was eaten by the dryer, and this week the black one came out with one eaten strap too.

today I’m breaking the cycle.  I ordered 7 new camis in four different colors and fits, and I can’t imagine how great life will be now with all of these possibilities.

animal "crackers"

we went to Target the other night for toothpaste and trash bags...

but I needed to look at a few hundred other things.

while we were passing the "grocery" section, Animal Crackers jumped out at me (as things often do at Target), and I needed them. 
While I was deciding whether or not to spend the $0.59, I accidentally broke the string...
and then Matt said "now how are you going to carry it?" <--- hilarious reason # 7,598,201 why I married him

then he started singing a little song:

"animal crackers in my soup, monkeys and lions(?) loop de loop" <--- hilarious reason # 7,598,202 why I married him

I asked him where the song came from, but he didn't know.  Then we had a discussion about whether animal crackers are a sweet snack, or truly a "cracker" for things like soup.

then later, he figured out where the song came from:

love.

also, I secretly assume that our children will look like Shirley Temple. 

last valentime's day post for 2012, I promise

treat gifts.

card that i'm sure was designed for us.

matt took a red picture.

(yes he is this handsome in real life.  j/k he's MORE handsome.)



burrito friends

Once upon a time a girl and her brother were invited by her brother’s friend to have breakfast burritos with other friends at a random Betos on a Saturday morning in March.

After ordering her burrito, the girl took it upon herself to introduce herself to the two strangers dressed in black who arrived to join the group of breakfast burrito friends. 

“Hi, I’m Drew’s sister, Megan” (she was always sure to make it clear that Drew was her brother and not her boyfriend when meeting new men)

The man with the beard smiled a little, and said his name was Matt (she was surprised how much she liked his smile)… the other guy didn’t say much, but someone told her his name was Trent.

The burritos were okay, but the company was good, and the girl spent her time observing the strangers in black.  She was trying to hear everything they said, because they were funny… but also trying to not be creepy about it.

When they left breakfast, the girl told her brother how cute Matt was 12 times until her brother told her he would barf if she said it again…

The girl didn’t know why, but she couldn’t stop thinking about that stranger in black… there was just something about him.

WEEKS later the girl received a text from the mutual friend asking if Matt could have her number.  She agreed.

DAYS later she received a text from him.  She was impressed with his correct use of punctuation and grammar even while texting. 

They wanted to meet, but didn’t because of this or that… then texting sort of stopped, but she still thought about him a lot.  She sent him a text one day and said “did you forget about me?”  To which he said “who is this?”

She felt incredibly stupid, but explained and then apologized for the interruption in a way she hoped was charming.  She didn’t know how it happened, but somehow he managed to trick her into chasing him. 

Luckily… the conversation recovered, and he eventually asked her to go to The Bayou for what would be their first date.  The date almost didn’t happen because the girl had a bad habit of hyperventilating before first dates and then not going… but she called her sister, and her sister managed to convince her that she should go on the date.

The date went well.

They liked each other.

A lot of other stuff happened.

They got married.

And then on their first valentine’s day as a married couple, he took the girl to the place where they had their first date, and they sat at the same table, and talked about how nice happily ever after is.