Tuesday, September 29

The One With the Pain In the Neck

Watching t.v. in bed, Husby is complaining about his ongoing neck pain:


Husby: Last time, I was better after a massage.

H.I.T.: Three days later… Listen, just go to the chiropractor and see what she says.

Husby: I know what she’s going to say.

H.I.T.: And what is that?

Husby [singing]: I know that there is pain, but you hold on for one more day.

[silence]

Husby: Wilson Phillips. Do you know that song?

H.I.T.: I know the song.

Husby: Rock. Set.

Friday, September 25

Interesting Interview

Being newbie homeowners, Husby and I are super excited about our upcoming move.

OK, so maybe we have a few minor renovations. We have no idea when we plan on moving. And did I mention that the only furniture we own is a queen-sized bedroom set?

A little overwhelming to say the least.

But we’re keeping this fun and light-hearted as always. We figure we’ll work on renovations now, and whenever they’re done, we’ll start planning the big move. And as for furniture, we’re only focusing on the family room, kitchen and master bedroom to start. The rest of the house will come into play once we get settled. So in the meantime, I’m diving head first into community involvement.

We didn’t pick this place for nothing. I have dreams of Desperate Housewives dancing around in my head. Ok, that just sounded dirty instead of cute like the plum fairy parallel you were all supposed to draw.

Last night, I attended my first meeting for a young women’s group in the community - it’s sort of like a junior league – and I’m beyond excited to get started. We discussed a few of the things these amazing women have done for the community, such as providing ambulances with GPS, and I was just in awe.

My favorite part of the night, though?

The interesting interview. Basically, you speak with the person next to you and they share little known facts about themselves. It was a great way to really get to know the women I’d be spending time with over the next year.

And boy, were these woman interesting!

I had trouble keeping up. One woman hung out with the Rolling Stones in high school. Another shared her first kiss with a Ramone’s band member. And yet another once went on a date with “Steve Urkel” or Jaleel White. Pretty cool, right!?

So what did this little H.I.T. share about herself, you ask?

You decide which is true and which is false.


1. I’m a sky dive junkie. During the summer, I go at least once a week.
2. During apple season, I eat at least 5 apples a day… At least it keeps the doctor away.
3. In a gourmet setting, I’ve dined on scorpions, mealworms, and crickets to name a few.


And while you’re at it, why don’t you share a little fun fact about yourself too.

Wednesday, September 23

The One With the 80s Cartoon

Lying on the couch watching T.V.:


H.I.T.: Can you move your feet over a bit? Caring is sharing.

Husby: I think I said that to you once and you didn’t move…

H.I.T.: Definitely not. There’s no way you watched the Care Bears.

Husby: Brave Heart Lion.

H.I.T.: Point taken.

Monday, September 21

Just When You Thought I Wasn't Going To Post...

We have good news and bad news.

The good news is that it's finally official!!

Husby and I are homeowners. It's a very exciting time in our lives, albeit a very busy time as well.

The bad news?

With all this new house stuff, my time is extremely limited. I'm sure you've all noticed that I haven't been making my daily blog rounds as much lately. Even posting has become difficult some days. So please bear with me (and don't hate me) if I'm not commenting as much, posting as much or being an overall good blogger. I promise I'll be back in full force as soon as I can. It's tough missing out on so much and I miss reading you guys.

Sometimes life happens.

During this transitional period, I'm making a promise to you. I promise that as long as I'm not on vacation (hint, hint...), I will post at least twice a week. I also promise that I will read all my dailies (all 100+ of you) at least once a week. I know, that's pitiful. But it's really all I can manage right now. I'm constantly out of the city and no where near a computer.

But I leave you with some more good news...

No, not that. At least, not yet. We're still working on remedying that. (For those who don't get my slick vagueness, it means there is no baby news yet...) Once the dust has settled from the movers, you'll see plenty of exciting changes here at NYC Housewife-In-Training. I'm talking BIG things people...

Just you wait.

Friday, September 18

Because Sometimes I'm Boring

This week, my world exploded. My long, lazy days of relaxing and doing nothing keeping house have turned into one never-ending to-do list and a jam-packed schedule of seeing friends and family.

I know, boo hoo. Welcome to the real world.

In honor of my busy self, I’m skipping a real post and going straight to the boring fun stuff. I received two three awards this week and am passing on the love.

First, the most amazing Llama, who I love in real and blogging life, gave me the Best Friend Award. I just heart her so much and you all should too. If you haven't read the antics that go on between a Llama and her ninja, definitely check her out here.


Woot, woot! The super, stupendous A Life More Exciting showed me the money love by giving me the Kreativ Blogger Award.


And the fantastically adorable Mama’s In Time Out passed on the Honest Scrap Award.


The Rules:


    1. Place the award logo on your blog and link back to the person who nominated you.
    2. Name 7 things about yourself people may not know. Be honest…
    3. Nominate 7 kreativ/honest bloggers and post their links on your blog.

7 Things About Me You Didn’t Know. Or, 7 Honest Things About Myself.


    1. Sometimes I’m boring.
    2. I think most blog award rules are redundant and self explanatory. I normally create my own rules so they are more concise and not so tiresome to read.
    3. According to my files, this is my 150th post. According to blogger, it’s my 187th post. I have no idea where those extra 37 posts came from.
    4. I’m always cold. The weather forecast this weekend is for mid-60s, low-70s. I’m bringing 3 sweaters with me.
    5. But at night, I’m always hot. And we sleep with the AC turned down to 68.
    6. My life is so topsy turvey right now that I’m in a bit of a blogging slump. I’ll be back on Monday with some good news. Promise.
    7. But I might be sharing some bad news too…

And because I already said I didn’t really care for these rules, I’m passing these on to ALL my fabulous readers. You guys rock! Your comments make my day. It’s always nice to know you’re not alone when it comes to shunning your husband to one side of the bed. Oh, that’s just me, huh?

Edited to add: The bad news isn't that bad people...received some frantic family calls.

Also, I don't find awards boring, just the rules. Who doesn't love awards :)?

Thursday, September 17

Excuse Me, But You Spilled Paint On Your Paints.


Oh sorry, I didn’t realize that was a fashion statement.

No less than 5 minutes later, I saw a woman wearing paint splattered pants too. She got the memo. I apparently did not.

I know that ruffles are all over the runways right now, but did I miss the paint spattered trend?

Wednesday, September 16

Social Network Reconnections

Why are social networks so great?

Is it because they let you keep in touch with friends without actually talking to them? Or maybe it’s because they showcase all the fabulous things going on in your life right now through photos and wall posts. Or maybe it’s because you want to connect with every single person you’ve encountered in your life – said hello at a party, become my friend; played briefly in kindergarten, hey, I know you.

But for me, it’s none of those things.What makes a social network great is that it gives the opportunity to truly reconnect with people from the past.

Last night, I ate dinner with my oldest friend.

We met when I was 4 years old. By middle school, we were living in opposite sides of town but still managed to see each other at least once a month. We spoke regularly on the phone. It wasn’t until she began going to the private high school that we really drifted apart.

Halfway through our teenage angst years, I was seriously dating someone and she was busy making new friends at a new school. We’d make the occasional obligatory phone call, asking how things were, but we weren’t really into the friendship anymore.

During college, my parents would give me updates on my old friend – what major she was pursuing, if she was dating someone, how her family was doing – and vice versa with her parents. We never spoke on the phone, but we still knew what the other was up to.

Flash forward 10 years.

I’m cruising a social network and come across her sister. I decide to type in my friend’s name and, sure enough, she pops up in the search. I couldn’t believe it. It had been almost 12 years since we last spoke. I immediately sent out the friend request. And she accepted.

Some things never change.

Sure, we’ve grown up and become very different women than how we once dreamed while little. She’s a doctor. I’m a housewife. She just moved to the city. I’m about to move out. But despite all that, our friendship has persisted through the years.

I may not talk to her every night on the phone or see her every week, but when we do see each other, we never miss a beat. We launch right into where we left off last. And I have social networks to thank for that.

Tuesday, September 15

The One With the Apple

On the phone with Husby:


Husby: So I’m leaving for the airport in an hour and wanted to see how you were feeling.

H.I.T.: OK. My nose is still stuffed. I was thinking about lunch. I think I’ll have an apple.

Husby: Did you just call me an asshole?

H.I.T. [laughs] Talk about great listening skills.

Husby [silent]

H.I.T.: I said I was thinking about having an APPLE with lunch.

Husby: Oh... I was wondering what I did to be called an asshole.

Friday, September 11

Canceling Fall T.V.

Every year, Husby and I get sucked into fall television premieres. Our DVR list slowly increases until the machine can’t handle any more recordings.

You think I’m kidding?

On Sunday nights alone, we record 4 shows. Sometimes I have to watch one show live on the living room television just so the others can record (Husby and I don’t always agree on “good” t.v.).

And sure enough, every year we get sucked in only to be disappointed when the network cancels one of our favorite shows. Case in point. Last year NBC spent a lot of money advertising for its new show, Kings. We were so excited, but a little unsure as this show had a strong religious tie. Honestly, I wasn’t sure if Husby would dig references to God during an entertainment program.

He proved me wrong.

While the show clearly symbolized stories from the Bible, it was about so much more than just that. There was blood, lust, love, action, drama, manipulation, good and evil. Even Macaulay Culkin became a regular half way through the season. Then, the worst happened.

The show was moved to Saturday night. At 10 p.m.

It was then that we knew it would be canceled. But it didn’t make sense. Why put your faith in yet another series about hospitals when you have a winner right here? A show that speaks to your viewers’ faith? One that brings back a sense of morality?

I guess we’ll never understand why some of our favorite shows get canceled while the ones we hate are kept. But we can be sure of one thing. Every fall, we’ll tune in to see what they’ve come up with next, and every fall at least one show that we’ve been sucked into will be canceled.

What are some of your fall favorites that have been canceled?


Image from here.

Thursday, September 10

And the Winner Is...


Kristin from BonBon Rose!!


And since my sinuses have gotten the best of me, this is it for my post today. Sorry ladies! Hopefully I'll be back to feeling like myself tomorrow.

Wednesday, September 9

Because It’s Important To Laugh At Yourself

I’m going to share something with you and I’m really not sure why.

A few months ago, I referenced a pair of sunglasses in this post. Because I can’t think of anything else to write about in my sick stupor After much hemming and hawing, I’ve decided to share the story with you.

Sunglasses, beware.

I can be a bit of a drama queen sometimes. Shocker, I know. Naturally, alcohol only exacerbates that lovely trait.

It was a gorgeous day in May and a friend of ours called to see if Husby and I would be interested in having a “rosé day” – a day where you drink bottle after bottle of rose at an outdoor café. We quickly said yes and hopped in a cab to our favorite French restaurant.

We wined; we dined; we had a great time.

After a few bottles, we decided to move the debauchery party to another restaurant, whose rosé wasn’t quite as expensive. because at this point we were drunk and really couldn’t taste the difference. We wined some more. Friends came to meet us. We wined and wined and wined until we were 8 more bottles of wine down.

Did I mention we were a party of 5 and I am a light weight?

I think you see where this is headed…

Eventually, Husby realized that this H.I.T. needed to get home, stat. It may or may not have had something to do with me falling asleep at the table. He hailed a cab and we got in, making our way home.

And this is where the fun really begins.

As Husby was helping me out of the cab:


H.I.T.: Stop, I can do this myself.

[Falling to the ground, skinning my knee like I did in elementary school.]

Husby: Let’s just get you inside…

[Picking me up and dropping his sunglasses along the way.]

H.I.T.: You never let me have any fun!!

[Looking down at his sunglasses, an evil grin appears. I look up at Husby, smile, and stomp on his brand new sunglasses.]

Husby: H.I.T.!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

H.I.T.: Opps. Did I do that?

[I began twisting the ball of my foot, left and right, grinding the glasses into the pavement like a dirty cigarette.]


Husby grabs the sunglasses, picks me up and carries me inside. Once in the apartment, he deposited me on the floor where I proceeded to pass out in the middle of our entry way.

The next day sucked.

Now whenever I have a glass of wine, my family, taking Husby's lead, hides their sunglasses from me.

Har-dee-har-har.

Tuesday, September 8

How Are You Feeling?

Because I'm feeling like absolute crap. Talk about sinus explosion.

You'll have to excuse my lack of a post while I recover. Trust me, the last thing you want to hear about is neti pots, toothaches, and a slight case of vertigo.

And, don't forget to enter my CLARINS Giveaway. All you have to do is leave me a comment with your favorite Clarins product by 11:59 p.m. tonight. Simple, right? So what are you waiting for?!?!

Thursday, September 3

Vacation, All I Ever Wanted

Vacation, had to get away.

Husby and I are in London for a quick stop-over before heading to Germany to visit my sister, her hubs and my beautiful nieces. Yes, nieces! On May 21st my sister had baby girl number 2 and I can’t wait to meet her!

Munich



So have a fabulous Labor Day weekend. I’ll be back on Tuesday.

p.s. Sorry for being such a bad bloggy buddy lately. This new house is really kicking my ass - and we haven't even moved in yet! I promise to get back into the swing of things soon. Sorry ladies!

Wednesday, September 2

The One With the Video

On Skype with my sister:


Sister: Hey! I wasn’t going to answer but I wasn’t sure if you were running out, and I haven’t talked to you in such a long time.

H.I.T.: Why wouldn't you answer?

Sister: Um…I’m in the bathroom and just happened to have my computer with me.

H.I.T.: You bring your computer to the bathroom with you? Why don't you call me when you're done.

Sister: OK. At least I didn’t turn the video on...

H.I.T.: Seriously.

Sister: Oh great. Now Dad’s calling. I think I’ll decline that call.

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