Gross

As Pat and Kate have noticed, it's freakin' muggy. I came home to find mold growing in the plastic magnetic part of the inside of the freezer door that seals the door shut, which I am almost positive wasn't there before, and I only say that because if you just GLANCE over near there, it was pretty obvious that nasty mold was growing. Icky sticky!

So Jay's taking a programming class, which he is at on Monday and Wednesday nights. I've been busy with more wedding stuff (was going to say "wedding crap," but I'm trying to be positive here). I am not good at this wedding stuff, and it's frustrating to no end that I can't seem to accomplish any task without a fair amount of confusion and messing up. But things do work out, I suppose, and we are getting stuff done, I suppose; I suppose I'm just cranky 'cuz it's so nasty out. And because I'm bad at wedding stuff.

Here's a really cute pic of Jay and his niece, Cadence (ignore the serving tray behind his head):

Man Robbed at Gunpoint at Ashland State Park

Here's the story! Isn't that crazy?? We were down there just this past weekend. Jay asked me how I would have reacted if I saw that happen at the boat launch, and I said that I'd probably think it was a joke and start laughing, which would probably result in me getting shot. With a shotgun. 'Cuz that's what the guy had, a shotgun.

Anyway, we ran out of propane for the grill last night! Mikko, Dennis, and Erik stopped on by, and I was all ready to grill up some dogs and burgers and veggies, and Erik noticed that even though the burners were all on 'high,' the temperature was only at 200 degrees and dropping. It was very sad... Maybe we'll heed Erik's advice and get ourselves a backup tank for when that happens again. We ended up cooking the food on the stove, and it was okay. Then later on we had a fire, and it was fun. Not a fire like Pat and Kate saw; this was contained.

Weekend extravaganza

Jay and I had a pretty busy weekend. I had my bachelorette party on Friday night, where I got home at 3:00 a.m. and then had my shower the next day at noon... but I did good! That was a very very rainy night. My future sister-in-law Kerry got me a candy-necklace bra and had made some chocolate confections shaped like... well, I'll let you imagine what they were shaped like... My sister rented us a limo and we went to Ye Olde Tavern in my hometown of West Brookfield, where some guy named John bought me two kamikazee shots and we all did a butterball shot together (including my mom). Then it was off to beautiful Worcester to Jillian's, which we didn't really plan out, we just decided to go there because we couldn't think of anything better to do. The place was pretty dead, which was actually nice (I don't like crowds), but when I requested some Tom Jones and Neil Diamond, nobody would dance with me. We had some food, we had some drinks, some guy bought me a shot which I spilled on myself, and then it was off back to home. It was a late night, it was an expensive night, but it was fun.






Then the next day was my shower - the day I had been dreading because no matter what you may believe, I don't really like being the center of attention. I'm always afraid I'm going to commit a huge faux pas or something. Like possibly spelling "faux pas" wrong... but it was actually fun. I hope I didn't make an ass out of myself. Laura's mom put on the shower and she did a great job! Mrs. Bailey got us a brand new digital camera, which is fan-tastic!

Then yesterday we tried to take it easy and we went kayaking with Abe. Very fun stuff. He did well in the kayak on the way out to the island we like to hang out at. But then when we tried to float away on our floatie mattresses, he was all alone on the island and started freaking out. So we tried putting him on a floatie mattress, but wasn't having it. Then Jay put the dog on his (Jay's) belly as he floated around, and Abe just kept walking out to Jay's feet.


Then he fell in the water from a small cliff on the shore as he was trying to get as close to the water as possible. Then as we were kayaking back, he just jumped right off the kayak into the water (he HATES swimming!) and started swimming to a dock that was just barely under water! What a weirdo! I think he's traumatized. We'll make him a swimmming dog yet!

So now today is Jay's first day of his new programming class that he decided to take. It's in Lowell, which is ironic since we just moved away from there. And I'm still trying to get in touch with the free DJ that I won... it ain't workin'. We'll see. We also have the design for the invitations all set, thanks to Dennis's hard work - thanks, D! They look awesome.

Bucka-WHA?!

Not much stuff going on, except the fact that wedding planning is no fun at all, and I don't know how people actually make that their career. Weirdos. I can't keep anything straight! Ah, well. This weekend is the wedding shower, and it'll be good to see everyone. It's a garden party, and I don't have my favorite red sun hat. (See previous post.) I'll have to make do without.

I'm hungry.

Crazy dayz

So we've been having fun times these past few days - weeee! Last night we went to the Mendon Drive-In and saw War of the Worlds. It was really good, actually. A great movie to see at the drive-in.

Then today we had some breakfast, and decided to go kayaking and swimming. But first we had to get floatie mattresses 'cuz we're lazy. So we went to Target for swimmy shoes and Wal-Mart for cheap floatie mattresses.

We bought 3- and 5-lb. excercise balls at Wal-Mart. It was a stupid purchase, but how could we resist when Jay was having so much fun juggling them? (This picture wasn't Photoshopped.)

Then we got home, packed up lots of tasty foods, and kayaked out onto the reservoir at Ashland State Park and had ourselves a feast.

We created lots of different combinations of treats, and I think this one was called the "Barnacle Bob" or something. We also created others such as Guantanamo Bay, Dead Fishies, the Frog, and the Erin Special. Guantanamo Bay was my favorite.

Also, I was VERY upset, because I flipped over on the floatie mattress and lost my new sunglasses I had bought that day, and I also lost my beautiful red hat to a gust of wind! It fell in the water, and I thought it would float, but it got waterlogged and sank slowly as Jay tried with all his might to paddle back towards it. I loved that hat... my collapsable hat... R.I.P.

Tonight we just might go see fireworks (ooooooo ilovefireworks........) We'll just have to see. But we've been having lots and lots of fun, and I think everyone should float around the warm water on floatie mattresses!

That's crazy

Minn. Government Shuts Down; 9,000 Jobless

Don't celebrate the Fourth with a fifth

Every year near the Fourth of July I get all excited because hell, I love fireworks and barbeques and stuff! But then I get sad because it never fails that I neglect to actually plan anything out. And thus it goes this year, as well. I know most people have plans already, so trying to plan a party this late is just futile. Maybe I'll just get drunk on gingerbread beer and light off some firecrackers. Weeee!

In other news, Jay and Matt watched the NBA Draft this past Tuesday. I can't believe how EXCITED they were! If I didn't know better, I'd say they were so excited they peed their pants. SO excited. I didn't really watch, because hell, I don't know anything about any of those young guys, so I really couldn't get into it. But man, were Jay and Matt excited!

In other other news, I'm drinking a Coke Zero, which apparently has zero calories. Tastes kind of funny, but it's not too too bad. Matt told me about it when we were at his place picking up the AC (which we still haven't put in), so I decided I'd try to be less tubby and get a twelve-pack. Gut be gone! ('cuz I know the soda's the only thing makin' me tubby... ... that's sarastic.)

This past weekend

This past weekend, we had Mr. Kozlowski over. He was visiting from Hawaii and had his new wife and baby with him. He's not Mormon anymore. We also had some other people over, and we had ourselves a little barbeque in the 98-degree heat and humidity. Man, grilling in that kind of weather shouldn't be allowed. It was H-O-T. Later on we headed over to the Corner Pub for some personal pitchers. What a good time we had! I love weekends.

Cuddy's eyes and making food

Yesterday Cuddy came over. She had just come from an eye doctor appointment where they put those drops in your eyes that makes your pupils dilate. Man, were her eyes dilated! She looked either wicked high or wicked evil. You choose. But we had a good time. Jay's friends Carrie and Will stopped by with their new baby. I wish I had pictures to link to, but our camera batteries are dead.

Today we're having a BBQ for Kozlowski. He is up visiting from Hawaii where he now resides with his wife and baby. (Everyone's havin' babies!) I just finished making some food (potato salad and pasta salad) and now I'm going to make more (shisk-ka-bobs and veggies & dip). I enjoy food.

Another day off... must be productive!

I know it's bad to call in sick when I'm not really sick, but if I do go into work, I'll have absolutely nothing to do. Nobody else is going to be there, and I have nothing to work on. So I called in sick. Next step is to get my ass in gear and actually accomplish something! Here's my list:
(a) Clean the house. (hahaha.)
(b) Get laundry done. (I can do that.)
(c) Shopping?
(d) Brew beer. (haven't done that in a LONG time, so now I think I'm scared to.)
(e) Yardwork. (even though I have no idea exactly WHAT work in the yard to do.)
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UPDATE: It's 3:44, and I haven't really done much at all. Some laundry, definitely no cleaning, and I'm starting to brew beer.
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Jay and I went for a nice swim last evening. The state park "closes" at 6:00, so we just waited until around 6:45 to go down there. The gates were still open, and there were a few people fishing and milling about. So I don't really know how well they enforce the closing time - because last time I was there, a ranger guy was yelling at everyone to leave. ::shrug:: It was a nice swim nonetheless! Then we had tasty corn and salad for dinner. Jay's a good griller :)

I do believe the Koz is coming over on Sunday, but I'm not really sure. Guess we have to figure that out.

Ohh, I almost forgot, if anyone reading this wants to go to a funny puppet show tonight, let me know! It's Cuddy's last puppet comedy show at ImprovBoston, and I plan on going. It's BYOB, people!

Return to the Alley

Last night, Jay and I went up to Lowell on a whim to pick up an air conditioner from Matt. We met up with Jodi and Felix and Julie and Derek and Ryan and Max and Matt and Lisa for some Dos Equis at Sangria's. Ah, it brought me back to simpler times when we'd spend too much money on beer every other night at the bars... it was good to hang out with everyone. Hopefully we'll be able to make it up there more often this summer and revisit some Alley parties.

I, uh, really don't have anything else to say.

I'm eating cold Chinese food

Happy Fathers Day! Is it Father's Day, Fathers' Day, or Fathers Day? Hmmm...


Last night I went out with Dennis and Erik for some Chinese food down at the Cherry Blossom. We asked the waiter what he suggested for an alcoholic beverage, and he immediately answered, "Mai tai. Definitely mai tai." So we all got mai tais. They were really strong. So I had two. Now I'm eating the leftovers (Dennis and Erik were nice enough to let me have them - thanks, guys!) -- [ewww, as I'm proofreading this, I just bit into the tangerine peel from the tangerine chicken! I thought it was beef! Groooosssss!!]

It was a pretty uneventful weekend. Jay is away on his second annual Bailey Boys Weekend with his bros and his pops. They went to Warren Island in Maine. Jay was nice enough to call me yesterday to check in, and they're having a good time. So when Jay's away, I get all these ideas about all the different fun things I could do, but then I get overwhelmed with all those things and I can't decide what to do, so I end up staying home and watching poker on TV.

I actually did go see my pops for fathers day. My family lives far away. I drove out at 7:30 this morning to get to the Harvest Moon Cafe (formerly the Top Hat) for breakfast at 8:30. My old music teacher, Mr. Rees, was there! I hadn't seen him in, oh, gosh, like 10 years! He's a real nice guy, that Mr. Rees. It was good to see him.

That's about it. (I do think it's actually "Father's Day".)

Here's an entry from a random blog I saw:
"My friend Rachel came over last night for help on her scrapbooking. I didn't know how to help how she wanted help. I have no problem making design and product suggestions, but she wanted her pages to come out looking like mine. I wasn't doing the work, she was. That doesn't work very well.
I did give her some suggestions and I sat next to her for most of the time that she was working. The mood was pretty mellow. She probably thought I was bored or annoyed. I wasnt. Yesterday was a long day and I was tired.
Jen and Steve stopped by with the kids and I came alive. I was laughing and talking and teasing the kids. I didn't mean for my mood to be so 'night and day' like that. I really hope Rachel doesn't think anything of it.
I'll have to give her extra attention at work today...."

What?? What?? People like this should get a lobotomy! "I'll have to give her extra attention at work today"?? As if you're that important!

So I just was reading other people's blogs, and it struck me that lots of people are really self-centered. Like literally self-centered, completely lacking empathy, and that everyone else is just a little less capable than them. Hey, we're all egocentric; that's sort of what defines humans. But when grownups don't mature beyond a 4-year-old child's mentality when it comes to empathy, that just is not good. Not good at all.

ADD post

Okay, things I want to post about: Google maps; grammar; keyboard shortcuts on programs other than WordPerfect; (shit, what else??); oh, contact lenses; hmmmm... wait, I think that was it.

Okay. So I got contact lenses today. (Takin' 'em out of order here.)

I decided to try them out because I don't want my lame Wal-Mart glasses in my lame wedding pictures. I know that's narcissistic (yeah, I had to look it up even though I spelled it right), but honestly, my glasses weigh probably 4 oz. Which is a lot, considering my little serving of Crispex today was .81 oz. That's a lot of weight on my precarious nose. So I'm nearsighted, which I think means I can't see far away, so it's now strange to look someone in the face and then look behind them and see the leaves on the trees clearly... without 4 oz. glasses on!


Google maps: I visited Dennis today for a bit after I picked up my contacts, and I was talking with Skip (D's dad), and he was saying he used Google maps recently. I didn't even know Google did maps! It's really cool, though: you can zoom into anywhere in the country, click and drag through the map instead of clicking on an arrow and waiting for it to reload, and you can click on "satellite" and get a satellite image of what you're looking at. Eff'd up!! Above is the street I grew up on in West Brookfield.

Keyboard shortcuts on programs other than WordPerfect, if you hit Ctrl+backspace, it deletes every word before the cursor, but in WordPerfect, it deletes the whole line of text. Good or bad? You decide! (Now, I'm not talkin' PCs vs. Macs, here.)

Grammar: now I don't want to get into it... although even as a court reporter, it stumps me sometimes. Mostly, the hyphenated and nonhyphenated things get me. That's why I consult this book.

K. That's it. Now it's bedtime. God bless the statue of Samantha Stevens in Salem.

amazingbiblestudies.com

Now, I haven't posted in a few days because every time I type in "indianspring.blogspot.com" into the little internet bar up top there, I get directed to this bizarre site. I can't really figure out why... I've been accessing my blog successfully that way for many months now. Suddenly, I have the Mega-site of Bible, Christian & religious information popping up on my screen. I'll have to look through my previous posts and see if there's anything damning in what I've said...

Ah, yes. A typo is what is happening. I keep typing "blogpsot" instead of "blogspot." Even my court-reporting eye (the left one) found it difficult to pinpoint the boo boo. It even happens when you type jasonrbailey.blogpsot.com!

Anyway, it's Wednesday, not much going on. Hmmm... something interesting... hmmmm... Hey, did you know that amazingbiblestudies.com suddenly pops up when I try to access my blog??

Potato salad and other exploits

I had a few college friends over last night, and we had a good time. I made way too much food, some of which I'm eating right now as I type; specifically, cold remnants of chicken-ka-bobs and potato salad. And Coke. Mmmmm. And before that, earlier in the day, I had to drive out west to a florist appointment in North Brookfield. Flowers are frivolous! And why must one's godparent have a corsage??

I must say, living next to the state park is fan-tastic! We've been swimming pretty much every day since it started getting oppressively hot, and it just feels great to break up the day with a nice swim. Weekdays are much better than weekends, because on the weekends there's 12-year-old children who throw large rocks in the water quite close to your head. Okay, my head.

Today, Jay's 'rents are driving on out here to visit. I think they might be bringing a kayak, which will also be too much fun. Seeing as how it's another 90-degree day, we might just kayak and swim and kayak and swim! God bless government-run recreation areas...

Still out of breath

I'm trying to get in better shape, so instead of running, today I took a long swim. I guess I always thought swimming was easy and didn't require much physical exertion, but I'm pretty winded after 3 or 4 laps between the bouys. I mainly stayed with the breaststroke and switched it up a bit with what I thought was a backstroke, but now I don't know what the hell it was.

Jay made dinner last night on the grill. He came up with the idea that we should each make up a recipe for something on the grill, and his idea was the first to be cooked: orange vegetable burritos. He roasted sweet potatoes, butternut squash, and carrots on the grill (they had been marinated in a pineapple-y marinade), and then we made black beans and rice and stuffed it all into burrito shells. It came out really good, except the sweet taste of the squash and potatoes is not my favorite, and I felt really bad because I said that to Jay, and I should have just not said anything. So I hope I didn't hurt your feelings too much, sweetie! You did a great job!

Tonight's poker night; maybe I'll not lose tonight. I just gotta play smart and don't play against Josh because he always gets good cards. ::shaking fist:: Damn you, luck of the deck!!

Trial run

Abe and I just went for a run just now. We ran a mile around the Ashland High School track. Well, I walked probably a quarter mile of it, but it still totalled a mile. Plus the walk to and from. Abe was a very good sport about it. He's in much better shape than I am. Must be from when he freaks out and runs maniacally around the house over and over.

Another marry weekend

Yesterday was Mike and Dani's wedding. Jay was the best man. Since the wedding was at 5:00 o'clock, Jay and I had to keep Mike occupied during the day. We all slept over Jay's parents' house the night before, so when we woke up we decided to take a walk to the ArtsFest Beverly. It's an artist-y festival they have downtown. First we stopped by the Atomic Cafe for a cup o' joe. Jay asked me if my friend Justin was still living in Beverly; I said he wasn't. Jay said, "That kid looks just like him!" I turn to see my friend Justin sitting in a booth! I hadn't talked to that kid in ages. Good to see him. Then we walked over to the dollar store and told Mike he could pick out anything he wanted that was $1 and we'd buy it for him. He chose a four-pack of punching balloons. Good choice. We walked around Beverly looking like morons as we punched the hell out of our respective balloons. It was fun. Then we had some lunch at Acapulco's. We ordered a pitcher of margaritas. Mmmmm. Then Mike and Jay played some hoops while I napped. Jay decided it'd be a good idea to make Mike submerge himself in the ocean before he had to get ready for the wedding. The tide was out, so the water was really really shallow really really far out. They were probably a quarter mile out and the water was still only to their knees. But they jumped in anyway. Rocks hurt bare feet.

Then for the wedding, which was held at Hammond Castle. It was a really great wedding. The ceremony was in the great hall, the dinner was outside in the tent, then the dancing was back in the great hall. The castle is right on the ocean, and let me tell you, the view from the ladies' room was breathtaking. Absolutely breathtaking. Jay, being the best man and all, had to make a speech. I knew he was nervous, but you wouldn't know it by the way he delivered it! He did a really great job, and he even made people cry.

Then we went to the Ocean View Hotel to hang out, and we ended up getting a room there. I stayed up way too late and partied with everyone, and I had to get up at 6:00 a.m. for a bridesmaids brunch in Natick. (I won a DJ!) So all in all, it was a really really fun time!

I won a DJ!

Sometimes I hate coming up with subjects

Dennis made a good point about sometimes neglecting to post for extended periods: it's 'cuz there's no pictures to go with the entry. So here is one from Gould's Sugar House. It's a delicous bowl of pickles.

I have the day off today, and am going to go to Filene's with my mom and she's going to help me register for more wedding gifts. I don't know what normal people need in the course of everyday life, so I need a grown-up to guide me. What's flatware? There's TWO types of wine glasses? Serving bowls, schmerving bowls! So I'm very grateful for her help, because otherwise I'd be opening gifts of Real Genius on DVD or something.

Getting into the swing of spring

This past weekend was a long weekend of too much partying, indeed. Partying's fun, no doubt, but there's always a little bit of the doldrums when reality hits and you have to go back to work.

I counted down the days until our wedding: 94. I went one lame step further and actually listed each day of the countdown on each calendar day in my PDA. I know, I know, I'm lame. But as I was getting to like 10, 9, 8 days before the wedding, I started getting nervous! If I'm getting nervous over putting stupid text in my PDA, imagine what I'll be like when it actually IS 10, 9, 8 days before the wedding. I think the main reason I was nervous is not because I'm nervous to marry Jay; I'm nervous because I don't know what the hell I'm doing in regards to the wedding. But we've got more plans nailed down, which is good...


So it's 94 days before the wedding - I plan on joining the Y and getting in shape. I'm going to stop smoking and cut down on drinking and get in shape. Hopefully. I did a mile and a half on the elliptical machine yesterday. Guess I should actually figure out what I'm doing exactly before I go back... Any exercise suggestions are more than welcome! I'd like to mainly lose my gut, but also build more muscle tone in my arms. Y'know, so I can look good on the beach. And fit into my dress.

Weather: Poopie!

What poopie weather! It's icky. But not as icky as Abe getting sick off of too many biscuits. Which is what happened last night... I accidently knocked over a box of Alpo treats, and Abe freaks out and wolfs half the box down in 3.4 seconds. A few hours later, up come the biscuits! And back down they go, as he quickly reingested what he had just regurgitated. Then he got sick again... and again... and again... and again. Icky!

So tonight is my pal Courtney's bachelorette party. I don't know what girls are supposed to do at bachelorette parties, but ... well, I have no 'buts' to speak of. I just don't really know what girls are supposed to do at bachelorette parties... Her wedding is on Sunday, the day that Jay is actually having a bachelor party for our friend Mike.

And that's about it, folks. One of these days we'll get to break in the new grill... hopefully when all the weddings end and things aren't so busy, we'll have a nice backyard party with horseshoes and homebrew and the new grill. We'll see...

We got a grill yesterday

It's a Consumer Reports Best Buy. Sweet! It's got cast-iron grates. Sweet! It's got a side burner. Sweet! It is a fancy-schmancy grill, and we be cookin' all night long.

So much shopping...

Whew! Yesterday sure was a whirlwind of consumerism. Well, partial consumerism, I suppose, if that's even English... but I'll get into that later.


First stop was to get Jay a suit. He needs a suit for Mike and Dani's wedding, in which he is the best man. I think we might also use it for our wedding, too. The last suit he says he owned was a heavy wool one from Sears. He wanted a suit that was on the informal side, something not too heavy, something snazzy. Well, we got helped by a guy named Lenny, and I don't think he liked me all that much, but that's beside the point. Jay bought a suit! They need to do mystery alterations to it (some guy whisked in from a back room, started putting pins all over the suit while it was still on Jay, and whisked back into the back room), so I guess we can pick it up Friday after 6pm. Lenny told me they don't charge for storage (with a hint of sarcasm) when I asked if I was allowed to pick it up for Jay.


Then we went to Target and used one of those scanner guns to register for lots and lots of stuff. We didn't really have any idea what we were doing, but it was fun to point and shoot at the bar codes... We spent a lot of time doing that.

Then we went to Home Depot to register for more stuff. Jay wanted some decent tools, so that's what we registered for, I think. I don't think I was paying attention. Then we went over to the grills and admired big fancy grills.

We realized we really needed a lawnmower and a grill, so we decided to go to Sears and buy at least the lawnmower.

We held off on the grill because it wouldn't fit in the car. I also ran into an old FSCer named Jeff who I remember lived in Horace Mann back in the day. He works at Sears part time, and he actually teaches just a rock's throw away at Ashland High School. Weird.

Then we... what'd we do? Oh, we went to the movies to see Star Wars: Episode III. I thought it was much better than the last two - the acting was a little bit better, I thought, and the action sequences were pretty cool. I still have no idea who anyone is or what the whole plot line is, but at least we saw it in the theaters, right? ...Yeah.

So all in all, a long day. We got our chance to play mega-consumer. That's not a video game, kids.... that's real life.

Gardening

I'll post a picture as soon as I can, but I wanted to post about my little garden. I'm pretty new at this gardening thing even though my dad always had a garden when I was growing up. I'm realizing now that he did most of the work, and I just picked the tomatoes. Oh, if only picking were the most laborious part...

So Jay told me the next door neighbors said the previous homeowners had their garden over next to the spring. I said to myself, "That spot too wet!" And I noticed it wasn't getting any sun after 4:30. So I decided to rip apart the top of the railroad bed and do the garden there. Well, yesterday I realized (after I had mangled the soil) that the railroad bed gets NO sun midday, when the sunlight is at its strongest, and I also notice the spot over next to the spring was drenched in sunlight. So I decide to put the garden there.

There was lots of weeds and thick grass, so I had to rip all that up - it came up in chunks because all the roots were grown together - and then I had to turn the soil. I did that by taking a flat-headed shovel and digging a little square and turning the soil upside down. There were many many ugly earthworms in the soil. I think I chopped lots in half. But they regenerate, so I actually probably ended up doubling the earthworm population in one afternoon...

So now I'm in the middle of planting. I found out I don't have room for two cucumber plants. They look sad, anyway, since I had them in their tiny cardboard pot indoors for about a week. But I have about 12 different tomato plants (mmm!!), 6 green and 6 yellow peppers, a red pepper, some zucchini, some squash, some broccoli, some snow peas, some corn, a hot pepper plant... and I think that's about it. Now we fertilize and wait...

Happy anniversary

So it's May 17th, one year after the legalization of gay marriage in the Commonwealth of Massachusetts. Happy anniversary to all gay couples who got married. There's a statistic out there that lesbian couples marry twice as much as gay men couples. They interviewed a guy on NPR that said, "We gay men have the same commitment issues as straight men," as an explanation. Which I thought was amusing.

The wedding clothes...

So yesterday, if you can freakin' believe it, I actually purchased a wedding dress. Yes, a real dress that I am going to wear at my wedding. Me? Dress up? Noo! But yes, I found one that I love. Everyone was saying, "Oh, you'll know the right dress when you see yourself in it!" But every dress I had tried on was just okay. I didn't really 'fall in love' with any of them, so I just listened to everyone else's input on the dresses they liked. I resigned myself to the fact that I was going to be wearing a dress that was pretty, but that I didn't really like all that much. I was prepared to settle for a wedding dress.

Well, I went shopping once again yesterday with my mom and my sister, and I forget if it was me or the lady helping us who picked out the dress (I hadn't tried it on before), and on the hanger it looked pretty and stuff, but that whole weird put-it-on-and-you know-it's-the-dress-for-you thing happened.

Here it is!



Isn't it great?? I'm so excited!

So the wedding planning is in motion, even though there's only a few months until it happens. We're in the process of booking a photographer, a DJ, and picking out a cake. I'm actually getting a little excited now! Hopefully it'll be as fun as I think it'll be.

Steak

Sunday night, Dennis was kind enough to invite me to the movies with him to see Sin City, which was very entertaining. Thanks, D! I especially liked the gun-toting whores. Anyway, earlier in the day I had taken a steak out of the freezer with the idea that I would cook myself a steak for dinner, something I haven't done in oh-so-long. (You see, I decided to cook myself a steak because Jay is away. Jay's a vegetarian, so I usually cook veggie-friendly foods, i.e. not steak.) But when I got home, I really wasn't all that hungry, and it was getting late. But the steak was already thawed. I can't just throw it back in the freezer, can I? From what I read in Real Simple, hell no! "Ah, hell," I said to myself, "I'll just cook it and eat it tomorrow!"

Well, I put the oven on broil, sprinkle some salt and pepper on the steak, and toss it on the broiler. "Boy that steak looks good," I think to myself. So I put it in the oven. It gives off a delightful aroma... so I decide to eat the damn thing. I figure I'll just eat half and save the other half for the next day. Ooooh, should I cook some vegetables, too? Oh, sure! Zucchini and summer squash! Fresh tomatoes, too, just for the hell of it. So I end up eating the whole thing, all the veggies, and the tomatoes, too. I guess I know how people with eating disorders feel... I wasn't even hungry, but I couldn't stop eating.

I had a few scraps of fat left that I didn't want to feed Abe because he's susceptible to puke fits. So I threw the scraps in the trash can, which just resulted in Abe shaking and whining next to the trash can, trying to will the scraps into his mouth by dancing on his hind legs and licking his chops. It didn't work.


Oh, by the way, my best bud Laura has some of her textile creations for sale at this website: Plain Mabel. I guess it's a lady in Northampton, MA, that sells handmade funky things. Here's Laura's creation, Mr. Beardsley!

A post, a post, a post about... nuthin' much

Well, it has been a long time since I posted. And I have no excuse for that. Actually, I think an excuse would be that I haven't had interesting pictures to post lately, and what fun is a blog unless it has pictures? Yes, yes, I linked that last little phrase to Dennis's blog, which is always interesting because he always posts with a picture. And I like his pictures, I do. I like how he posts one with every blog entry.

So anyway, nothing much has been going on here at Indian Spring. Jay's been working very hard at his job, and it's getting more and more stressful for him. Hopefully either things will slow down and he can just go to work and do his job and come home and not worry, or he'll get laid off and get sweet unemployment benefits, or he'll find a much better job with much better hours and much better pay somewhere much better. Or he could, as the current plan goes, stay at this job for another year or two for the experience. Weee. It's just so damn uncanny the differences between our two jobs: Erin doesn't really do anything at work; Jay does everything and thensome and has to stay late and doesn't have enough time to finish things... Erin hates being bored and would love nothing better than to be at a busy workplace; Jay hates the pace of his job and yearns for moments of boredom... We should pull a Freaky Friday and switch bodies and get to be at each other's job for the day.

Speaking of Mr. Jay, he just left to go on another business trip to Kentucky. He's going to a big industrial building that exploded to take video so he can do a very big 3D animation of it. So I'm here alone for the next few days, and will have to find things to occupy my easily bored mind... like posting on my blog!

So it's Mother's Day, too, and I have to say I hate Google's interpretation of the occasion that they have on their home page today.

It reminds me of Shannon Scott's tattoo. ::shudders::

Oh, I also was reminiscing about my old employee days at Monstermoving.com, and was trying to remember all my ex-coworkers' names. They all pretty much sucked, as they were all very superficial idiots, but there was one lady who was really down-to-earth and nice, and I found her email address in a card she had given me, so I emailed her out of the blue. She responded saying that everybody in authority positions at Monstermoving got canned and the company got bought out by Monster. ...Okay, that's not that exciting, but it was good to hear from her I guess.

Okay. Now I'm rambling. I'm gonna go cook myself some nonvegetarian foods, like steak.

So I mean to update this every day

I mean to, really, but sometimes the Blogger site is bogged down and takes to long to publish stuff, so I get bored and just go to a different site. Maybe it's the ADD. Maybe not... but it probably is.

Tonight we went to Jodi and Felix's place and watched the first Celtics playoff game on their HDTV. (I'd put links in to various other sites that I think would be relevant, but I'm too lazy.) So anyway, it was a hell of a lot of fun to see everybody, and we had a great time!

Maybe tomorrow, if the weather clears up a bit, we'll find a nice place to hike or something. We'll just have to see. So that's my lame-o post for the day. Hopefully the Blogger site will decide to actually publish it.

Marathon Monday... a success?

Well, I had a great time this past weekend! I hope everyone who showed up had a great time, too. Sunday we had a nice get-together, from afternoon through the evening. Thanks to Bri for bringing the firewood. Dennis ended up spending the night (which was the original plan for all guests, but I guess some people have "jobs" they have to "work" at...)

Monday morning, the road wasn't closed, from what I could tell, until past 10 am. So note to self for next year's party - people, take the day off and show up on Monday at around 8 or 9 am! Anyways, we went down to the end of Indian Spring Road and watched the beginning of the race, and watched the thousands of people run on by, we cheered them on, and it was good. Then we walked back to the house to watch more of the race from our old railroad bed, and little did we know that we'd have a great view of a very popular pee spot: our neighbor's pine trees.

I know I shouldn't post something like that, but how can I resist? Sorry, dude, whoever you are.

Then later on, me, Jay, Tony, Greg, and Dennis all hung out, played horsehoes, had some beer, hung around the fire, and it was good. So we had a great time!

Keggin' the beer, workin' it, workin' it.

Well, it's Sunday. The day before the Marathon. Do you know what that means? Hopefully it means people will show up here at 8 Indian Spring Road today and eat our food and drink our beer! We really didn't get much cleaning or home-preparation done yesterday (we just shopped), so I have to get my a-s-s in gear to get everything all nice and clean for our guests. But first, I have to of course keg the very special batch of Indian Spring Ale.

It is called such because after you cook the wort, it's still wicked hot and stays as such for a long time, like a baked potato. So in order to pitch the yeast, it has to cool down to about 65 degrees. I can never think of ways to cool it down, but Jay suggested I put the bucket in the spring in the backyard. Brilliant!

If you read this and you don't show up, I'll be mad. Mad little Erin!

Fun weekend stuff - weee!

What a jam-packed weekend! On Saturday, Jay's parents came over with a reciprocating saw in order to cut up the old carpet that we had ripped up and thrown downstairs the first day we moved in. My picture's blurry because I had it on the close-up setting without realizing it.

We also went to a great little shop called The Vin Bin in Marlborough. It's a bread, wine, cheese, and beer shop - what more do you need for sustinence? They have the most deeeeelicious roasted tomatoes - to die for, kids! So we got some bread, some beer, some tasty dips and spreads, and brought it home to eat. After that, I helped to break up some more construction debris and burn it.


And then on Sunday we took a trip out to Purgatory Chasm State Reservation, which is a really neat place if you haven't been. There was a free-runner (or a person we believed to be one) who kept pouncing off rocks, scaling up them, and nearly running into us a number of times. He was strange. We also saw 13-year-old kids cussing up a storm and sharing cigarettes. I wanted to kick their asses.

Then Sunday night we had Dennis and Josh over, had grilled dinner for the 6th night in a row, had a fire for the 6th night in a row, and it was lots and lots of fun.

Man, I love the warmer weather

We had Dennis and Erik over last night, and Cuddy showed up for a bit, too. We had horseshoes, LED frisbee throwing...
we had firewood

we had homebrew

we had smores

we had hot dogs on the fire

and it was a blast. I still have to find a firewood supplier, as we will probably be having a backyard fire most every night.

And I'm also very excited for the Marathon Monday action that is soon to happen -- yay, Pat and Kate are showing up, too! (I just checked the good ol' Evite...) I would like to have good homebrew to serve, and that gingerbread beer is just too much of a spicy thing to actually enjoy, so I found a recipe that only takes 7 days to ferment and I plan on making it today and having it ready for kegging. It's just a simple little pale ale that most people should like. God bless the outdoors!

Outdoor fun has begun

Wednesday night we officially kicked off Indian Spring party season with a few friends and a cheesy 1'x1' charcoal grill doubling as a fireplace. We had Dennis, Matt, and Tony over, and we had a blast! There was grilling, horseshoes, and a cheesy tiki torch.

Last night Jay bought a very very nice outdoor fireplace (a real one), and we put it together and enjoyed a small fire.

So hopefully every Friday that it's nice out, we'll have some peeps over and be grilling and playing horseshoes and drinking beer and watching fire. I've got to find a way to get access to large amounts of firewood, though...

Genius!

I had a brilliant idea about a new business - a company that sells all different kinds of things for people with ADD! I had the idea as I was rifling through my messy purse trying to find my lip balm, and I thought, "A purse with specially designed compartments for things I use most often would be great!" Then I thought, "A car console specially designed to hold things and trash for me would be great!" And I started thinking, products designed especially for an individual to keep them more organized on a day-to-day basis would be something I would be interested in buying. And I have ADD! So hell, why not create a company that sells things like that? (Okay, I know there's tons of organization products out there, but people with ADD can't track them down. Okay, at least I can't track them down.)

Hey, I thought it was a good idea!

Oh, the ongoing woes of homeownership

So the basement flood? It's pretty bad. Jay's been at work pretty much non-stop for the past week and a half, I've been making tons of phone calls trying to figure out who's responsible for the basement being broken, and neither of us have gotten much sleep. The trench that they dug to put the sewer pipe in was, from what I can surmise, done completely wrong. Nobody (not the town, the previous homeowner, or the contractor who put the pipe in) wants to take responsibility, which REALLY gets to me. I just wish people wouldn't lie, cheat, and point fingers at the other guy.


In other news, I started my job in Marlboro today. Commute = sweet; Job atmosphere = not so sweet. I must look like I'm a 12-year-old special needs kid, because anything I requested or said was replied with by a blank stare and a silence, and then a continuation of some other conversation. Ah, well... if my job was the only thing on my mind, I'd be really upset about it. At this point, I don't give a rat's ass. Speaking of rodents, I found a dead mouse floating in the flood! ::activate gag reflex here::

**Weekends are for flooding and gay weddings**

Where to start? I'll start from now. I arrived home around 11:00 a.m., and Jay informed me the basement flooded. (I'll get to where I was arriving from later.) So he's been working his ass off on this 3D bridge animation (can't go into too much details, knowwhatimean?), which he thought was deadlined on Friday. Apparently the lawyers who requested the animation want more, so Jay's at work now haggling with them. So he might be at work another 80+ hours this week... but I digress. He's at work right now, his brain already fried from work and Abe's illness, so I told him I'd take care of everything with the flood. And I'm trying, man! I'm really trying! I've got fans blowing, ShopVacs sucking, and the plastic cover of a mini file box as a squeegie. I have no idea where exactly the water's coming from, but I'm leaning towards the sewer. (Ewwww...) I ShopVac'd all the area around where the sewer pipe is, it was all nice and not flooded, and I just checked over there again and there's lots more water. ::sigh::
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And I arrived home at 11 this morning after I attended my friend Patrick's wedding last night, which also happened to be my very first gay wedding. It was in Boston (I'll punch whoever else gets married in Boston, all right, folks?), and it took me an extra half hour to find the freakin' place, but the ceremony thankfully hadn't started when I got there. I got a video camera thrust into my hands from someone, so I was the instant videographer. The ceremony was really nice, and they had a cocktail reception after that. It was great to see my old pals from college. One dark stain on the thing: one of the busboys was INSANE. He yelled at Cuddy, then laughed at me, and when I confronted him about him laughing at me, he pretended to be my buddy. I think he was drunk. Then we had extended discussions -- okay, arguments -- about if we were going to the afterparty. But first I had to find my damn car. Boston Common Garage can bite me! I couldn't find my way out, no less find my way back to where my car was. Luckily, Saint Anthony represented, and I found the good ol' Altima. In the meantime, the afterparty had been moved to 4 different locations, and we had no idea what was happening next. Apparently they decided on the Club Cafe, I somehow found a kick-ass parking spot (no, really kick-ass, man), and we only stayed for a drink. Actually, not even a whole drink; Cuddy and Kerry had fallen soldiers! I bought the round, so I tried swigging them, but damn if I didn't have my own Sam Adams to finish. Then we found our way to Hong Kong Restaurant, (me having to piss like a racehorse all the while) where apparently they have "the best" Chinese food. Not true, folks! Nasty nasty nasty. Ewwww. And some huge black guy reminicent of Lance Romance from FSC came over and said he just wanted to talk to "Jennifer"... I just looked at him and said, "Buddy, there's no Jennifer sitting at this table." Then to Cuddy's apartment where we crashed and slept. I drove one of my friends to Lawrence. Then I came home. To a flood.

Was that the longest post ever? Am I trying to procrastinate on finishing ShopVaccing? Yeah. You knows it.

Almost a week without posting??

Dang nabbit! Must have been a boring week.

I finally FINALLY bottled my beer yesterday. I had the day off, so I decided I'd at least try to be useful. No, I didn't clean (well, I cleaned the computer room but then messed it up when I bottled the beer); and no, I didn't run errands. I bottled 52 bottles of gingerbread spice beer.

I forgot how great it feels to actually brew your own beer and watch it go from a bucket into bottles and cap the bottles, and then you have over 50 bottles of YOUR OWN BEER! Weeeeee! (I like beer.) So Marathon Monday party will be spiced with the sweet smell of cloves and cinnamon and molasses ('cuz that's what in the beer).

However, when I was bottling, I did cap a bottle too harshly...


In other news, Abe got sick last night :( I think he ate too much Boston Market sandwich bits ('cuz I'm a messy eater), and we also gave him lots of biscuits. So he puked all over the bed, the rug, my coat... doh! I still think he's feeling under the weather. Poor Abe!