Showing posts with label awesome. Show all posts
Showing posts with label awesome. Show all posts

Thursday, May 30, 2013

MOAR WEEKEND!!!!

I think we can all agree that it would be nice to have more weekend, especially when it was as nice and fun and fantastic as the past weekend was.

I got a hotel and took The Boyfriend to Avalon, Catalina Island for his birthday on Sunday. We arrived Friday night to a beautiful moonrise.

Got some dinner, a drink, and then pretty much just fell asleep because we were exhausted. Earlier that day I took Felix to the vet to get a check up so that she could go to a cat house (yes, I do know what that implies) and hang out with new friends for the weekend. She was less than thrilled with the entire prospect.

Anyway, Saturday was filled with relaxing and awesome stuff. Mini golf (I totally won), Skee Ball in the arcade, ice cream, bowling, and general walking around seeing the beautiful wonderful relaxingness.

Sunday we packed up and headed home. We got Felix from her kitty camp, she was grateful to leave, and went out for an actual dinner birthday for The Boyfriend. It was nice just to get away and have a day where the only things on the schedule were to eat ice cream and play mini golf.

Monday I got glasses and did laundry, yay! Technically I've had glasses since I was 2.5 years old, but I then got contacts when I was 11 and swore to never wear glasses again. Until the eye doctor told me my eyes were angry because of the extended contact use and I should take a break. Also, I think they're kind of fun, like playing dress up. So I've been getting used to them this week. I think I'm starting to like them on me, after 16 years of vowing vengeance upon wearing glasses.

Maybe one of us should have a birthday every weekend... Definitely something to look into.

I hope your Memorial Day weekends were relaxing and rejuvenating as well.

Sidenote: Felix does seem to like us more now, she is also slightly more naughty, but she purrs a lot and follows us EVERYWHERE. Maybe she missed us... The Boyfriend suggested that maybe she had Stockholm syndrome in that if we are not threatening to break her legs or give her to passing gypsies, she does not know if we love her.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Birthdays and Boats!

So, it's The Boyfriend's birthday on Sunday. He already knows what all his presents are because I'm horrible at keeping secrets when I'm really excited about something. Whatever.

On Tuesday, I made him his birthday "cake". I say cake with quotation marks because it was really more of a birthday cookie and brownie combination. I made him piranha flower cookies. They looked like this.

It was actually pretty easy. Betty Crocker sugar cookie mix made for cut out cookies (already on the package), a circle cookie cutter, a heart cookie cutter (I used the point of the heart to cut out the mouth), a leaf cookie cutter (I made one out of a folded strip of tinfoil), brownie mix. A neat little trick? The triangle that is cut out of the circle, use that to sandwich the cookie pop stick between the cookie and that little cut out piece. (stolen from the internet totally my idea)

Then frost, make brownies and stick everything in the brownies.

They are way to delicious for their own good...and my own good.

The Boyfriend and I are going to Avalon on Catalina Island for the weekend. We're taking the ferry over tomorrow night and staying until Sunday. It's going to be amazing and wonderful and relaxing.

Felix will be spending her weekend at a cat house (for actual cats, not a euphemism for prostitutes). I'm hoping that she'll have so much fun playing with the toys and being loved on by the staff due to her adorableness that she won't be too traumatized by the whole event.

It will be so nice just to get away for a little bit.

P.S. She does this just about every morning as I'm getting ready - lays across the toilet tank and rests her head on the toilet paper roll like a pillow.

Thursday, May 16, 2013

To The Brim

This past weekend, in trend with the previous couple months of weekends, was...(wait for it). Busy. Shocking, I know. Thing is, for this little introvert a lot of busy goes a long way. I'm ready for a bit of a break before things pick up again.

What, you may ask, has kept me so busy this last weekend? Disney. Well, Disneyland to be exact. One of my good friends from college was down visiting family and friends in L.A., she was also visiting Disneyland frequently. So, Friday I went to Disney with her and we stayed from 10:30 a.m. to 1 a.m. Yeah, we shut it down.

Saturday was spent running errands. I had my therapy session, had to pick up some things from temptation Target, and then had a 5k scavenger hunt in Downtown L.A. at 8 p.m.

You heard me, 5k. The running part wasn't the part that had me freaking out with worry. I've been going to the gym and liking it, it was the scavenger hunt part. My anxiety/O.C.D. had me convinced that I would be a terrible teammate. I would let my fellow seekers down, I would slow the team up, I wouldn't be able to contribute anything useful, I would be dead weight or worse, a hindrance. I wasn't any of those terrible things. By the end though, I was done. There is only so much looking for things that I can't find before I get fed up, apathetic, and overwhelmed. It was fun though, and we got to dress up in awesome neon clothes and bedeck ourselves in glow sticks.

Sunday, The Boyfriend and I returned to Disneyland with my friend, her baby, her sister-in-law, and the sister-in-law's boyfriend. It was a good group, Disneyland was less busy than expected, and we had an amazing time. It was 98 degrees and sunny, for this little Lupus girl, sunburn=death, so I was covered in sunscreen. Even then, the heat got to me about mid-day and I simply couldn't think. Thankfully I was revived with ice cream, air conditioning and water.

I never knew I liked Disney so much, it must be a reflection of the people I went with.

So, that was the whirlwind weekend. This weekend is just appointments and watching movies. Then next weekend is The Boyfriend's birthday. We're going to Catalina Island for the weekend, and it will be amazing.

Felix and I had the same sentiment on Monday, when it was time to go to work...

Friday, May 3, 2013

E.A.A. (Enhanced Abilities Anonymous) - Chapter 3

Previously on E.A.A.

Chapter 3.

Kent was barely home five minutes when his phone rang. Imogene’s name was on the screen.

“How was it?!?!!”

He sunk into the couch. “Fine.”

“I want to hear you say it.”

“I’m glad you made me go.” He admitted without any emotion at all, like a child forced to apologize.

“I knew it. Want to go out for drinks and dancing to celebrate?”

He weighed the benefits of going out and appearing to have a social life verses staying in and not having to worry about being noticed.

Before he could answer, Imogene chimed in. “I’ll be at your door in a half hour.” She hung up before he could protest.

Other than gelling his hair, he didn’t change anything about what he was wearing. Imogene showed up at his door exactly thirty minutes after she called. When he opened the door, she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the hall. Dex was standing near the elevators. Kent honestly didn’t mind Dex, and he wasn’t annoying about his ability to know everything up to the minute, like his brain was connected to every news source in the world. It was just that he tried so hard not to be annoying, but you could see it in his eyes. It was the fact that Kent knew that Dex knew.

“We have a surprise for you downstairs.” Imogene jumped up and down.

“Oh, god.” Kent knew about her surprises. “Please not a bind date. Please tell me that there isn’t a girl waiting in the lobby.”

She rolled her eyes. “Then I won’t tell you.”

Kent turned and rested his forehead against the wall. “Imogene, how many times do I have to tell you?”

She smiled wickedly. The elevator doors opened and they rode down to the lobby. A woman stood in a bright green dress, her dark blond hair perfectly curled, her brown eyes warm and kind. She smiled as soon as she saw Kent.

“Kent, this is my friend Bliss. We met at work and practically hang out all the time.” Imogene gushed. “Bliss, this is my good friend Kent.”

Kent took her hand and immediately felt a little better about the situation. “Nice to meet you.”

She had a soft, southern accent. “Pleasure’s all mine. Imogene never said you’d be so handsome.”

Dex smiled with that all knowing smile Kent hated. “We should walk, it’s so nice out.” He took Imogene’s hand and led the way.

Kent didn’t take Bliss’s hand as they walked, he didn’t rush into things, he didn’t want to lead her on at all. He didn’t have a great track record for relationships. Once the women noticed that essentially the sun shone from his butt, it sort of killed any sort of mood that was there. There were a few times where he was lucky enough to find someone who would only have sex if she was blindfolded. One said it was to increase the sensory experience, she also believed in the power of crystals and aligning one’s chi with the pull of the moon. That was a one time thing and for the first time in his life, he didn’t feel like the strange one.

“You look deep in thought.” Bliss smiled at him.

“Not so deep.”

She took his hand. “Imogene said you two have known each other for years.”

“Since seventh grade. She’s something else.” He felt giddy and had no idea why. “So are you.”

She blushed. “You are every bit as sweet as she said you were.”

He cleared his throat. “She said you work together?”

“I’m just a few desks down.”

They slipped back into silence and arrived at the bar shortly after. The four found a table towards the back. A live band was setting up on the small stage and most of the tables were full. The way Imogene kept smiling at Kent made him nervous, he knew she was up to something.

“Imogene, let’s get drinks for everyone.” He smiled. “Bliss, what would you like?”

“I would just love a Cosmo.”

Kent turned to Dex. “For you?”

“Seven and Seven.” He looked to Imogene.

She winked at him. “Got it. Come on, Kent.”

Once Kent and Imogene were far enough away from the table to not be overheard, he turned to her. “Okay. What can she do and which “work” did you meet her at?”

She rolled her eyes. “I met her at the job I can’t talk about, but she does work in the same office as me on normal days.” She smiled at the bartender. “A Seven and Seven, and a Madras please.”

“Gin and Tonic, and a Cosmo.” He turned back to Imogene. “What can she do?”

“I’ll tell you later. Just get to know her first, give her a chance.” She smiled. “You don’t want people writing you off because of what you can do, so don’t put other people in that box.”

He forced a smile and paid for the drinks. Dex and Bliss were in some conversation about books they’ve read lately when Kent and Imogene returned with the drinks. Kent hated it when Imogene was right, he was doing to Bliss what he hated other people doing to him.

“So, Bliss.” Kent smiled, she was pretty. “Would you like to dance?”

“I’d love to.” She took a drink and smiled.

The band started playing some underground, indy rock and people headed to the dance floor. It wasn’t half bad and it didn’t take Kent long to forget his usual trepidation and just enjoy the moment. He’d have to make sure not to let Imogene’s ego get too inflated from the apparent success of her matchmaking skills.

“I’ll get the second round of drinks?” Bliss said between songs.

Kent shook his head. “It’s on me.”

“If you insist.’ She smiled.

“I insist.” He headed to the bar and ordered another Cosmo for her and a second Gin and Tonic for himself.

Bliss was at the table when he returned. She fanned herself with a cocktail napkin. “I forgot how much fun this is.”

“Me, too.”

“Imogene talks about you all the time, says you’re one of the sweetest guys she knows.” She paused. “Did you ever date?”

“We thought about it in high school, but we didn’t want to ruin what we had. Besides, we’re better as friends. After a few days of each other, we start to fight like cats and dogs.”

“I’m glad she introduced us.” She rested her hand on Kent’s.

He smiled. “I am, too.”

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

A Very Merry Un-Birthday!!

This past weekend The Boyfriend, Cupcake Friend, and I went to the Natural History Museum in L.A. This is one of my favorite places ever. I mean, dinosaur fossils, animal dioramas from just about every continent, a polar bear that you can actually hug, and stuff about archeology. Nerdy dreams do come true! Anyway, we all went because Cupcake Friend will be out of town for my birthday party at LACMA, so we did an un-birthday museum party.

Here are some pictures. Sometimes I take a lot of pictures of EVERYTHING, but this time I just wanted to be there with my friends.

Yes, my shirt does say "all my friends are dead". It seemed appropriate and one of the museum workers said my shirt was awesome.

There was an AMAZING puppet show that we saw...we were thinking lame puppet show, but then this came out. Mind. Blown.

And I don't know why, but this was the funniest thing to me. It was a closed gift shop/merch storage room in the basement. It was like a sad/hilarious pet shop. I was the only one who found it funny. I don't know.

Then we hit the gift shop and I got socks that look like sharks eating my feet, astronaut ice cream (delicious), and the most amazing Tea-Rex mug from The Boyfriend. Just because I said in my last post that I wanted nothing for my birthday, doesn't mean that little things won't completely make my day.

I'm gonna go make some Tea(-Rex).

Next weekend is the Stanley Kubrick exhibit and then the space shuttle Endeavour! Turning (2)7 is pretty darn good. Give me dinosaurs, astronauts, museums, and people I love and I am on cloud nine.

A very merry un-birthday to you (or birthday if today is your day). I hope yours is as happy as mine is/will be.

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Music Speaks To Me, Man

My name is Elayna, and I am a music addict.

All together now, "Hello, Elayna"

It has been...okay, so I'm currently listening to music. Thing is, I really don't think what little left of my sanity would survive without it. But one thing better is live music. (Often, I read homographs as the other one just for my own amusement. So that live that I just used...in my head it was live as in "the plant will live if you water it") Moving on.

Tuesday I had the pleasure of partaking in just such. I went to Amoeba music in Hollywood, which for those of you unfamiliar, it is this amazing warehouse sized building full of every type of music and movie one should desire. New and used; records, cassets, cd, dvd, vhs. It's amazing and so very dangerous to my bank account.

I went and saw Robert DeLong, and up and coming musical genious. He specializes in dance and electronic music and before you knock it as not your type of music, this kid's got rhythm and an amazing ear for sound. And by kid, I mean we're the same age.

He does everything. Every sound and note in his set was created by him. He uses video game controllers and a wii remote, he drums like it's in his blood and he does it simply because he loves it. He's super nice, very genuine and creates music for the sake of creation not fame.

It was a great show.

The type of show where the bass (in my head that was bass like the type of fish) beats in your chest with your heart and you find yourself dancing without meaning to, just because it's how your body is responding.

I got my cd signed, we talked for a bit and I went home completely high on the euphoria of live music.

I need to do that more, I need to hit up more concerts. Even if it isn't "my" type of music. Maybe I'll find something new, and if not, at least I'll have that moment of freedom and joy.

So, go look up Robert DeLong and find yourself a live concert. If there aren't any in your area...crank your favorite album, close your eyes, and dance.

Monday, September 17, 2012

Happy Every Day!

Listen, I know this is a strange title for a Monday blog post. Most people would not group Monday in their favorite days of the week, I'm usually in that boat. But sometimes, you see something or read something or hear something that just sort of sticks with you and makes you smile when you think about it again.

For me, today, it was an email from someone who doesn't speak english as their first language. Some of the most beautiful phrases I've ever heard in English, were spoken by people who had to learn english after learning a completely different language.

I ordered a Snitch pocket watch locket pendant from her etsy shop (which, by the way, contains all of the most wonderful and beautiful things pertaining to Harry Potter, Hunger Games, Doctor Who, and other things nerdy and fantastic), I highly recommend that you check her out.

She sent this email to me, letting me know my order had shipped.

"Hi, my friend,

The item has been sent with care from CHINA on Sep 15, 2012.

Shipping via china post air mail( always take 15-30 days.)

And, if meet some nature phenomenon, such as Heavy snow, floods, earthquakes,

the shipping time will be more longer than normal.

I sincerely hope it arrived on time.

I hope you like It when you see It.

If you have any questions, please feel free email me!

Happy every day!

MY BEST!

sevinoma"

That was one of the first things I read this Monday morning, how can that not make you smile? I want to start ending all my letters with a "Happy every day! MY BEST!"

The next are from a woman who works on the same floor as me. I think she's Armenian, but her accent sounds a little Russian sometimes. Every time I see her, she is nothing but smiles, like she hasn't seen you in years and you are one of her very favorite people. I have never seen her without a smile and a happy spark in her eyes.

We both got into the elevator one evening after work. She turned to me, trademark smile firmly in place and happily exclaimed, "Thank Gods it is Friday!" How can you not smile right along with her and agree?

Another time, we happened to meet in the restroom. I was washing my hands and she turned to me. "You look beautiful today. You look like a Barbie."

Now, I would never describe my appearance as "like a Barbie", the Matel model and I have very little in common, but coming from that woman, it was nothing but the best compliment in the world.

So yes, today, I do like Monday. If your day was less than happy, then hopefully this little bit from my weekend will help.

The Boyfriend and I had gone to get his car detailed. While we were waiting, I saw a dog, who kid you not, looked like the dog from The Grinch Who Stole Christmas. Here is that dog.

That totally made my day yesterday, just like that email made mine today. I hope your day was just a little bit better.

Happy every day! MY BEST!

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

A Quiet Riot

So, last week the Meyers Briggs test circulated among my facebook friends to see which type of people we are. I think the results are correct to a point, but it's also nearly impossible to put anyone into categories. It is possible to group similar people, so here are my results.

INTJ

Introvert(100%) iNtuitive(25%) iNtuitive Thinking(1%) Judging(33%)

You have strong preference of Introversion over Extraversion (100%)

You have moderate preference of Intuition over Sensing (25%)

You have marginal or no preference of Thinking over Feeling (1%)

You have moderate preference of Judging over Perceiving (33%)

So, I guess there's no denying my introverted qualties...I mathematically cannot be more of an introvert.

I've also started reading Quiet: The Power Of Introverts In A World That Can't Stop Talking which is an amazing book. It discusses the awesomeness of introverts in history and the amazing qualities that are so valuable to society. It's sort of great to be told in a book that it's okay to be who I always was...a person drawn to libraries and stories and blanket forts solitude.

But, just because I will take a book over a party any day, does not mean I'm boring. I have a spark for mischief that cannot be contained. I'm no prankster and I never was the class clown, but I always have a witty comeback and there might be a trick or two up my sleeves.

My style is something I've lovingly called "the quiet riot". I find joy in subtle jokes, small things that when noticed make one's day just a little better.

I prefer things like, putting googly eyes on the plants at work.

It's possible that sometimes, a squeaker will find it's way into The Boyfriend's bag that he takes to work. That plan worked out even better, because I thought he would discover it before we left in the morning. He found it when he got to work. Bonus points. I mean, I have no idea how the squeaker got in there.

Sometimes, the anonymous things I do may or may not have a slight passive aggressive tone to them.

Like today, I might (though there is no proof) have posted this blog in both of the stalls in the bathroom at work. Maybe, but you can't prove a thing.

If nobody else finds any of this amusing, I at least do. My own little fight against the boring normal...without drawing too much attention to myself, because that gives me even more anxiety than I currently have.

You don't have to be the life of the party to have fun. If you want to read a book rather than go out clubbing, then do it. Whatever makes you happy. Just make sure that you take a little time to add a little spice to the day...and maybe someone else's, too.

Let's crank this quiet riot up!