Epiphany

I had an interesting epiphany just now.

But first, the back story....

Tonight at midnight, Alson has an appellate brief due (whatever that is), so most of the weekend he has been working on that. On Friday night we had dinner with my mom and brother (they were driving back to NY after spending the week in NC for my brother's spring break), Saturday morning we had brunch before my mom and brother headed out, last night (and this morning) we watched Twilight, and today we went to the grocery store and the dog park. Other than that, the weekend was pretty uneventful, especially for me.

Alson is again working on his brief (final edits, yay!) so I, of course, was browsing Facebook in an attempt to entertain myself. While on Facebook, I was looking at a friend's pictures from the weekend. She was a year ahead of me in grad school, and we both worked in the same office for our assistantship, so we were friends and still keep in touch. She is a little bit older than me (she was a teacher for a bunch of years before going back to school), so I guess a little (or a lot) wiser. Her husband is in the army and is currently in Afghanistan or Iraq (I can't remember), but she by no means is sitting around at home all the time while her husband is away.

And this is when it hit me. Umm hello, why are you not out doing stuff!!! Just because Alson is stuck at home doing work doesn't mean I have to be stuck at home doing nothing. Granted, our situations are a little different, but essentially it boils down to a similar issue.

I guess part of the problem is rooted in our apartment being small, and doing work is kind of muddled with hanging out (even though I don't really distract him or anything) because he does his work in the living room, the only place we can be, unless we're in bed or the bathroom. It's like we are "hanging out" even when we aren't really. I think it would be different if he had an office to do work in, but alas, we don't. I dunno, does that make sense? Also, we are on a tight budget, so a lot of the things my friend goes out and does, we just don't have the money for right now.

Actually, these are just excuses. There are plenty of things that are cheap and/or free to do in DC, and we aren't hanging out when he is doing work because, well, he is doing work!

Moral of the story.....I am really going to try and make an effort to get out of the house and hang out with friends and do things I want to when Alson is busy with school.

Awards!

I am so late in formally thanking all these people, but better late than never right!

Sweet Bea gave me the Lemonade Award!


Wearing Mascara gave me the Sexy Blogger Award!


Pink Pearls & Muddy Sneakers gave me the Life is Grand Award!


Thank you so much to the girls that gave me the awards! It really means a lot, especially after becoming real life friends :)

Dress Lust

Tomorrow is the first day of Spring! I am ready to pack away my sweaters and cords and bust out my dresses and capris. It has been a long winter...or so it seems after spending the last two in North Carolina. We've had a few teases the past couple weeks, but hopefully the warm temperatures will stick around for good real soon.

And not only is flip flop weather around the corner, but wedding season is fast approaching! We have four weddings to attend in the coming months, so I have a bunch of dresses to buy. I am on a strict budget until I secure a job, so for now I will just window shop and share some finds.

I was browsing White House | Black Market earlier, when I saw this dress:


I have GOT to have it! I am not sure about wearing it to a wedding, maybe a little too much white?

Oh, and I also need her tan, pronto!

Bearcats!!

Go Bearcats! Beat Duke!

Bring On New Housewives

I secretly love the Real Housewives on Bravo. And I know a bunch of you do too. Guilty pleasure, right?

This season has been everything I've come to expect from the RH. Ridiculous, trashy, dramatic, etc., etc., etc.

And we won't have to worry when the NYC season ends.....a new group of over the top, not so real at all women will be "gracing" our TV's. The Real Housewives of New Jersey premieres right after the NYC finale on May 12th. The new series will showcase a bunch of strangely related women from Bergen County, a suburb of NYC. It has GOT to have some serious drama.

Who's excited?!?

Irish?

I am definitely Irish.

I've got the Irish eyes to prove it.



But, I hate corned beef and cabbage. What am I supposed to eat today? I guess potatoes?

Actually, I'm craving a Shamrock Shake. Naughty Irish girl!

No Talking, Please

Sometimes I like not talking.

It's kind of like a mood. A no-talking mood I guess.

This should not be confused with a no-communicating mood, however. When I am in a no-talking mood, I will still text (or g-chat, or BB messenger) others (usually Alson) to discuss what I don't feel like saying. Most times we are discussing things that aren't very important. For example, last night Alson and I were BB messenging about an episode of NCIS we were watching.

Me: Who is that guy?
Him: He works at the Pentagon.
Me: Oh yeah, now I remember.

Yes, it would probaby be quicker to just talk, but I don't want to. And Alson understands this. Back in college my roommates and I used to IM each other from across the room or hall instead of talking, so I guess I have a history of this behavior.

Does anyone else do this?

Tweet Tweet

Okay, I promise not to post any more today...after this.

I have finally joined Twitter! You can follow me at TheNortherner. I have already started following a few people, but if you're on it let me know so I can follow you!

One Time Grace

In an effort to reinstate some optimism in my life, I have decided to do a Grace in Small Things post that I have seen some bloggers (Heidi and Katie) do.

Here are a few things that I find grace in:

• A loving husband who knows how to make me smile and laugh
• The snuggliest puppy in the world
• Fresh flowers on the dining room table
• Homemade spaghetti that can be shipped to me
  
• Graduating in less than two months
• CSI marathons
• Sweatpants (particularly at 2 pm)
  
• Bearcat basketball
• Enigma
• Yankee Candles

Now I remember.... My life is good!

One More...Then I'm Dropping the Topic

Well I didn't get my ticket dropped. This whole situation has been a horrible experience and it makes me want to move away from DC and NEVER give them any money again. Maybe I'm overreacting, but I don't care. I'm allowing myself the rest of the afternoon to be angry and upset, and then I'm refusing to talk about the topic ever again. I will not let this ruin my weekend.