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October 31, 2007
File Under: Sad But True
I just ate a plate of frozen french fries for lunch because it was, literally, ALL I HAVE LEFT in my house to eat.
(Well, not literally - I had the option of dining on dried cranberries instead. I made my choice.)
This is what happens when you work until 9pm every night. It allows no time to grocery shop. Or maintain your peppy little blog.
This must end.
I pray to the work gods to give me a break tonight so I might post my Halloween pics. At least give me that, you bastards!
Posted by Sarah at 12:55 PM | Comments (0)
October 16, 2007
Freedom Hero
Okay, so I just saw something great.
On my way home from the office, I passed the most patriotic pickup truck ever. It was big and red and had 4 American flags flying proud out of it's bed.
Emblazoned upon the top of the windshield? FREEDOM HERO in large, white capital letters.
Wow.
I mean... just wow.
Posted by Sarah at 6:40 PM | Comments (2)
October 11, 2007
Thirty Years of Sass
Well. It's about time I reported back on my big birthday bash this past weekend.
So, little sis Mary rocks my socks because she really pulled this off in high style. We started out with dinner at Papaya Thai in SoNo.... YUM. I mean seriously... If you go - and you simply MUST - you've gotta try their crab dumplings, coconut shrimp, and the soft shell crab..... oh my fucking GAWD. Wash it all down with a Thai iced tea and you will have one happy tum tum. Promise.
Heather, Brandon, Laura, Lauren, and, of course, SteveKam joined us for a tasty and boisterous meal. Global warming kindly afforded us with "patio" weather, so we dined outdoors. 'Twas nifty.
We then headed over to The Loft, a martini bar a couple of blocks over for the boozing of a lifetime. P and E met us there - and soon after Dan and Tara joined us and then Anne and Michelle showed up and even Scott at the tail end of the evening.... We managed to get dibs on the entire corner boothy type area - that was a good thing because we were rowdy and would not necessarily have played well with others if forced into close quarters. (We're a LOUD gang of peeps yo.)
I sampled many a martini, friends. It's the only way to ring in your 30th. DRUNK and SUGARED UP. I was hap-hap-happy. The evening concluded with some trademarked Sarah ass shaking. It's just not a special occasion without it.
SteveKam (as always) was a real sport and hauled my tanked rear home. I told him I'd return the favor on his birthday... but let's face facts:
1. SteveKam will never allow himself to get as wasted as I did.
2. I make a terrible designated driver as I like to get wasted.
I'll give it the ol' college try, though! I owe him, after all...
Anyhoo, it was a really faboo birthday and even though some people DITCHED at the last minute (*cough* FRO! *cough* GORDON! *cough* SMACK! - wait, well, Smack and Factor had a good reason for not attending... but, whatever! Ditchers! *cough*)
I was glad to be surrounded by people who make me laugh so hard I almost pee my pants on a regular basis. You guys are the bomb-diggety.
So. I'm officially old or some junk. I don't really feel any different. I don't feel any more mature or any better prepared for what life is going to throw at me next and I certainly don't feel any more grown up. And I don't wanna. Take that, 30! Your foul attempts at making me feel decrepit and lame have been TORPEDOED. By me! So there!
I'm going to kick 30's ass this year. You just wait and see. Boo yeah.
ps - our little photo albums can be found here, here and here. :)
Posted by Sarah at 3:25 PM | Comments (4)
October 8, 2007
WTF?
I was all ready to sit down tonight and write about my FANTASTIC 30th birthday party, but I don't have the photos yet (Mary and heather played photographer) so that will have to wait one more day.
Instead, let me regale you with the tale of my late afternoon walk.
So, I got home tonight and took Kyra for her constitutional... On our way back to the apartment, I paused across the street to wait for a big ol' pickup truck to pass, so we could cross. Well, all of the sudden, BAM.
Something came flying through the air and hit me square in the forehead. Hard.
I went a little wobbly and very quickly decided that I needed to get me and the pup inside. I got some ice on my noggin and called SteveKam to ask if I should do anything else. He stopped by on his way home from work to check on me. I've got a bump and a nasty headache, but I'll survive.
But, WTF? I thought at first maybe it was a rock kicked up by the pickup speeding by.... But Steve says by the looks of my forehead, it wasn't a rock that hit me... He thinks someone threw something out the window and it hit me. Of course, I was waaaay too spaced out to actually look around to see what the fuck hit me... and now it's dark out.
I see a little scavenger hunt in my future tomorrow morning.
I'd like to make an official plea for the little black cloud over my head to dissipate. Please.
Posted by Sarah at 7:46 PM | Comments (5)
October 4, 2007
Thank you. Thank you very much.
Reese's Elvis Presley peanut butter-banana creme cups are man's greatest creation yet.
I mean, seriously.
Posted by Sarah at 10:26 PM | Comments (1)