…my last post.
AMAZING!
I’ve been terribly busy. I was reading my last entry here. I can’t believe it. We’ve moved to our new home, furnished it and decorated it with most of the things we wanted. Not entirely Tuscan because it was generally modern with only a few Tuscan twists. It ain’t over yet.
We haven’t painted the kitchen red yet. Two cans of paint are sitting on the garage waiting. We also need to get the piano in. I can’t wait…
We don’t have a handful of projects for the new house so I guess there’s nothing to be stressed about but I do want the kitchen repainted into a beautiful shade of Rustic Red. Then we’ll work from there — shots of Contemporary Tuscan around the house. Wrought-iron décor…chunky candles everywhere, a good selection of subtle accents with tuscan colors like copper, terra cotta, tuscan gold, paprika, sage green, luscious olive, deep burgundy, chocolate brown, soft gold, tan, rust and dark red…
Here are some things I will definitely get:
http://www.accentsofsalado.com
WROUGHT IRON WALL DÉCOR (over the fireplace)
The house is in escrow. And hopefully closing on the 27th of this month! We already started hunting for furniture. We already put a down payment on a black leather sectional couch with a chaise, a really cool glass topped wooden coffee table and a dining set that seats 8. They were all in matching dark cappuccino! Hopefully things go well til the end.
3p coffee break…
i stayed up til 1am watching a feature on Nanotyrannus lancensis on Discovery. i’m sleepy.
and so i write.
i ate cold fetuccini for lunch as i was too hungry to wait, and too lazy to make a trip to the lunchroom to nuke it.
i think i’ve just reached this advanced/pro level of sloth.
i wonder who’s rubbing it off on me *LOL*
…I think we’re making real good progress at house-hunting…
We found this new house at Heron Bay last week and submitted an offer right away. It’s a 3 bedroom/2.5 bath two-storey simple charmer (dang! I know that real estate lingo now). Just a little bit more paperwork and it will be on escrow. So hopefully, this is it. It’s the only “candidate” we didn’t give a name to, by the way. Forget Daisy on Pacific Ave., Betty by El Paseo, Leila on Solomon Lane. We went a little superstitious this time, hahaha. So hopefully we can move our butts into the house without a name come September. Keep your fingers crossed.
I’ll keep you posted.
Okay. So I ended up pulling my husband’s hair like one wicked and enraged witch last night (AAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH!)………………..in my sleep.
I had this dream that someone I knew (who’s always been so stubborn and never respected my words and feelings in the past) has dunnit again! And if I used to be patient and understanding and tolerant before, I certainly was the exact opposite in my dream. Talk about repressed/suppressed emotions! In my dream, I was so frustrated I started yelling at her (yes! finally!) And then I a grabbed her thick hair and started pulling it (just like in an overly-dramatic soap opera). GGGGGRRRRR!!!!! ARRRRRGGGH!!!!
Then suddenly, I woke up because my husband shook me. He had this big astounded and bewildered expression in his eyes…asking me “What the hell did you do that for?” I was pulling on his hair. Oh this poor innocent sleeping thing.
Twas hella funny. I ended up laughing my way back to sleep. I still can’t stop laughing!
It’s been a week since my last post and I have been “itching” to write but my schedule has been so way out of whack lately…The whole week had been busy but it was so much fun too that I can’t complain.
My stepdaughter’s staying with us for about three weeks or so this summer and that means, we have the rest of the nieces and nephews with us too! It’s as if hubby and I are running a huge and chaotic teen/pre-teen daycare adventure with 6-8 kids in tow, depending on who gets dropped off or picked up. We want them to bond and make great memories together so they don’t grow apart. Well, with them, we don’t really have to make much effort. I believe that family members should be friends you grow up with and that really makes all the mayhem so worth while. Hopefully, by being a part of each other’s happy memories, they can be there for each other when they get older.
And they are getting older! Yesterday, I was shopping with my stepdaughter in downtown SF (my happy place) when she said “Remember when we used to look for Size 1 pants for me? I can’t believe I’m now a 5.” Wow. I’ve only been here a few years and these kids have shot up like crazy. One of the cousins is already going to college. And boy, how they can all eat now too! Each day that they are with us, it’s like I’m cooking for a big banquet. Little portions just don’t work anymore. But though it’s a total rip-off, we still find it cute at the end of the day.
The house is utter bedlam too. We’re talking of a gazillion colorful Nikes and Vans by the front door; overstuffed backpacks strewn around, blankets and sleeping bags piled up in the family room like it’s one small refugee camp, our bedroom (with the flat screen, laptops and other gadgets they all flock to) turning into their clubhouse, an array of ringtones from different colored cellphones, kids talking to you while texting (is that a word, by the way!?!) with skill and speed that only teenagers can master, 101 personal issues, concerns and questions about life that mean the world to eight different voices but seem so little to us. Paper plates, playing cards, hair straighteners and late nights.
Every night after my chores, hubby and I would sit down (when we’re too tired to mess around with them), drink wine and watch them. It makes us remember our own youth. There is a certain fondness in our hearts that we cannot explain. Time flies so fast. We’re almost two decades away from that kind of carefree fun, that juvenile experience when we were still uncertain and discovering so many things through hits and misses. Our treasured memories are still fresh and we still light up remembering them. That’s why we tend to give back to the cycle what we have once gotten and probably have not even given up just yet. After all, we won’t lose anything in the process, there’s only a lot to gain. Pretty soon, these kids will be in our shoes, reminiscing their own youth and wishing it just ain’t over yet.
Maybe that’s why hubby and I enjoy giving them wonderful summers. He and I are not done with ours.
Anyway, I just posted a request for help in my other blogsite but I’m just wondering…does anyone out there really ever get to notice my microscopic dot in the blog universe? If you’re out there reading this, can you please be so kind enough to drop me a comment? I guess this is just my own primitive way of testing things out. I signed up yet another blogsitewith Payperpost but I haven’t seen any activity just yet. This recent interest made me hop from one blog to another and I noticed that in order to be noticed, one must reach out. Maybe that’s what I lack. I’m usually content in my own niche that I don’t go rolling about elsewhere. In life, I think I have a tendency to be that way too. I won’t budge for days and days until someone manages to poke me with a stick and dare ask “How are you doing?”. But then again, maybe I have a tendency to linger in my cave because I’m a blogger–the new career of the millenium (LOL!), and the people in my circle of trust already know pretty much what’s up. *cold* Hey, I’m trying!
Now, if only I can try to establish more links to be more popular…maybe then I’ll have more chances with Payperpost. But I don’t want to be popular! I don’t like spreading myself thinly. I want quality, not quantity. But I could also use more money, hahaha. So I’m willing to compromise.
Anyway, just an insight from it all: I’m just happy that people are blogging. Writing is always a good therapy. It improves the mental faculties and fosters better and more well-thought of understandings between parties (at least that’s how I see it). And I’m happy to realize that we are all linked up somehow now, and that we are establishing connections and friendships in a different 
realm. The world is getting smaller and smaller. Maybe my tiny dot will grow a tad bigger each day. The world is shrinking and we don’t need a plane to travel anymore. And with more knowledge at our fingertips, aren’t we all more intelligent if not wiser each day? I’m happy for us! I just hope we don’t forget the BASICS. I guess that should start with me. Huh.
We had a really fruitful weekend. We slept in until Saturday noon, then Saturday night, hubby and I partied with his friends and co-workers for D. Kirkpatrick’s 40th in this club called Bruno’s in SF. I really liked the place. There’s a couple of bars inside, a private
room (where we partied and poured our own drinks) and a secluded dance area on the other side with a bar as well. It was packed as hell and I drank and DANCED all night. What did you expect?
SUNDAY. Went to church with a headache then we went to Tilly’s for my Eggs Benedict. We went to Big 5 to pick up a softball knee sliding pad for hubby (he’s still nursing some major wounds from the Reno tournament– just because he’s so stubborn and stood by his belief with much theatrical conviction that he didn’t need any). He now refers to them as “battle scars ” *what’s with men, why are they so proud of their wounds?*–he even made me take a picture of it. Afterwards, he bought me a beautiful sundress for $9.99 at TJ Maxx! In the afternoon, we checked like a million different Open Houses which were dotted with so many disappointments (Sale Pending, Sold or priced too high or the structure is about to collapse). Aaaargh! We finally saw another townhome that was in our price range. I found it online but hubby never paid attention to it until the Sub-zero built-in stainless refrigerator caught his fancy. Good thing I twisted his arm to check it out. We submitted an offer right away and we now await the verdict. I’m really used to this by now, I can even sign each page of the form with my eyes closed.
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I had intended to post an entry here after we came home from The Sushi house last night. But as soon as I logged in, hubby gave me a look and asked “What are you doing, again?”, I told him that I finally registered with Payperpost.com –for more grocery money for wifey (and detours to the mall of course) and is currently awaiting approval *liar!*. The truth is, I really did, previously. He doesn’t have anything against my writing a.k.a blogging, in fact he is so supportive of my endeavors that I cannot ask for more. At night though, he could be one attention-seeking baby hahaha, especially when he’s done with his own laptop affairs. I guess one thing that I’m really thankful for is his eagerness to maintain our relationship. He wants us to spend quality time together after a long hard day even if that meant having to keep up with me watching 90210 re-runs, or me having to put up with World War II documentaries on the History Channel. While hugging each other, of course.
I’m really just squeezing this in before the events of the day get stale. Hubby’s sleeping already. Does it seem like he always sleeps ahead of me? Is that a bad sign? LOL But you don’t know what happens before that, or later before I finally tuck myself in…hahaha.
I’m writing this while still feeling a wee bit buzzed from the wine. I like to drink a small glass after dinner — that’s my natural anti-oxidant. Did you know that the grapes have this protective shield against the UV rays which are then passed on to the wine form, okay now don’t get me started on free radicals and stuff. Anyway, so tonight, hubby, his brother and I had quite a long and interesting dinner, ergo, I had more wine than usual.
Nothing really much happened today. I had a share of “feel good” stuff I do want to say. First of all, it’s the first time that I had to “edit” our medical consultant’s paper at work. He’s a respected doctor and it was such a trip trying to slash down his sentences, correct some typographical and grammatical errors and suggesting what needed to be put in. It’s not that I’m very knowledgeable either. I think I am just able to pass writing tasks with “faking” colors. I want to be really better at this. Maybe I’ll take some writing classes eventually. Meanwhile, just bear with my blogs. I do have a lot to say…
Wine seems to have wiped out my thoughts. I think I had about three more things in my mind that I wanted to write about. I really can’t remember anything. Maybe I should sleep this off for now. Tomorrow’s Friday…so yeahyyyy!
