Archive | June, 2004

Hair Brained

30 Jun

After nearly TWO WEEKS of trying to contact the amazing hairdresser I met at the Veil Fitting Party, I finally nabbed her today. I had left two messages, and had been calling multiple times a day, unable to leave more messages because there wasn’t an answering machine. I admit I felt like a bit of a stalker, but seriously, she impressed me that much.

Well, finally, today, she picked up. I hesitated for a minute because it completely caught me off guard. Thankfully, she is taking new clients (I had to wonder b/c she hadn’t returned my calls), and said that their answering machine was broken and they had been out of town, so that is why I couldn’t get a hold of her.

The bad news is that her shop is in Sparks, meaning it’ll be about a 20 minute drive in the wrong direction, adding at least 40 minutes to my drive when I go see her. But I really think she’ll be worth it. She’ll be highlighting my hair in July as a trial run (so excited for the three colors she mentioned she wanted to do, one of which is Honey — how can Honey be bad?!). I’ve also booked her to come do my hair and makeup on the day of the wedding. She can actually come to the church to do everything, which will make my day a lot more relaxing.

As for what she charges? That’s a darn good question. The cost of the highlight is actually less expensive than my current hairdresser, but she says that we’ll have to discuss what I want for the wedding before she can name a price. “I’m really bad at charging people. I just did a wedding 2 weeks ago and still haven’t charged them.”

Hmmmm…. So perhaps if she is bad about charging, her services will be free?! One could only hope…

And on a different note, I found this link today that recounts another bride-to-be’s feelings on bridal boutiques making brides feel like bloated whales. I’m not alone in this, people!

Happy Anniversary

29 Jun

Happy 41st Anniversary to my parents! I can only hope JB and I will have as many years together. Congratulations, love birds!

Small Town, USA

28 Jun

We finally had a fun weekend again, after two weekends were consumed by moving. JB and I ventured to Petaluma, CA this past weekend, which is in Sonoma County just 32 miles outside of San Francisco.

The city wasn’t anything like I expected. I thought it similar to the other Bay Area cities I had frequented, but it was totally the opposite. It is a little country town that is incredibly charming, historical, and easy going. Petaluma one of the oldest cities in California, and it is one of those places where time just seems to pass more slowly. The area is famous for their eggs, and JB and I have decided that we’re going back for their annual Egg Day festival in April.

But I digress. We we ate a lot of eggs at some incredible little breakfast nooks, went to a museum (many pictures of eggs), enjoyed the music of numerous accordian players, I did the polka with the cutest little old man with a handle bar mustache, we went to a cheese factory, drove through winding country roads, and just all around relaxed. It was just what the doctor ordered. Small town, slow, relaxed living.

We stayed with an old friend of JB’s, who got married 2 months ago. He and his wife were a very fun and warm couple, who felt like instant friends when I met them. On Saturday, we went to see a Giants game in Oakland, and wow, was it a great game. We had seats that were four rows behind home base, and the game went into a very exciting extra inning.

On the way home yesterday, we stopped by to see my brother and his family. It was so fun to see both of my nephews and to relax out on the patio with my brother and sister-in-law. My 3 month old nephew, Luke, is growing like crazy, and Jack the 3 year old is a never-ending source of energy. JB and I had fun spinning Jack in circles, then setting him down in the grass and telling him to run. Tehe.

Now my sights are set on the long weekend ahead. It promises to be just as enjoyable.

Where Were You When

24 Jun

It has been a not-so-newsworthy week, so I’ll fill the dead space with the following:

The Questions:
1. Where were you when you heard that Ronald Reagan died? At the rental car agency in San Diego. We were completeing the transaction for the car when I looked at the TV behind the desk and saw the CNN headline that he had died.
2. Where were you on September 11, 2001? I was in a meeting in the GM World Headquarters in downtown Detroit. My recollection of that day is here.
3. Where were you when you heard that Princess Diana died? It was Labor Day Weekend, and my parents were visitng me at my university in Southern New Mexico. I remember watching the funeral with my parents and my roommates.
4. Do you remember where you were when you heard Kurt Cobain had died? Nope. Was never really a Nirvana fan.
5. Take one for The Gipper: What’s your favorite flavor of jelly bean? Ummm…. This one is a bit random. I guess I’d say cherry.
6. Where were you when Magic Johnson announced he was retiring from the NBA due to AIDS? No idea. Not a big basketball fan.
7. Where were you when Reagan was shot? Maybe I should just stop this exercise now.
8.Where were you when the Challenger exploded? I can answer this one! I was in Elementary school, and remember watching it on the TV in our classroom.
9. Where were you when the 0J verdict was announced? I don’t remember that, but I do remember where I was the day they arrested him. I was working at a country club in Albuquerque as a swim coach, and remember my boss, the head coach, talking about how bummed she was because she had always liked OJ.

Hope I didn’t bore you to tears with that one. I promise that I’ll get some good blog material this weekend.

Once again, questions courtesy of Krisalis.

Alcatraz Sharkfest

24 Jun

**Warning: Mom and Dad, you may want to skip this entry.**

My nemesis beckons. Last year, I signed up to do the Alcatraz Sharkfest Swim (where you swim from Alcatraz to San Francisco) with my brother. After four months of diligent training, I got sick right before the event and had to back out. Believe me, I haven’t heard the end of it from my brother.

But I have a chance to redeem myself. My brother and I have signed up for this year’s race, which is July 11. I got the pre-race e-mail today, and here are some choice exerpts for you:

Congratulations on your entry in the 12th annual Alcatraz Sharkfest Swim, scheduled for Sunday, July 11th, 2004. You will attempt the challenge which only one Alcatraz prisoner – John Paul Scott – successfully completed. Of course, Scott was discovered the morning after his escape on the rocks near Fort Point. He was taken to an Army hospital in the Presidio, where he was treated for shock and hypothermia before being returned to the island prison. Both the Anglin Brothers and Frank Lee Morris made it off the island, but were never seen again. Their fate remains unknown. Be prepared for the experience of a lifetime!

This swim has been timed to take advantage of the currents, with the start timed to catch the tail end of the flood tide. As you begin your swim, the tides will be slack. As you progress towards Aquatic Park, a slight ebb tide kicks in (sweeping you right, or west, toward the Golden Gate Bridge). There is a stronger ebb channel along the entrance to Aquatic Park. Kayakers will direct swimmers about 200 yards east of the entrance to Aquatic Park to take advantage of the strong ebb current along the waterfront. Don’t be fooled – Even if the water surface appears calm, the tides are always present. Swimmers who aim directly for the entrance will be swept toward the Golden Gate. There will be support boats and kayaks stationed west of the entrance to Aquatic Park to collect any swimmers who miss it.

If you start to get cold and can’t think straight, you are experiencing mild hypothermia and should make the choice to end your swim. Full hypothermia may result in death. Don’t be ashamed or hesitate to call it quits early. If you decide it’s just not your day, stay put and raise your hand. Yell to get the attention of an escort, and you will be picked up.

If you drop out and do not go through the finish chute, be sure to check-in with an official at the race finish to notify us that you are on the beach. We don’t want to have to launch a search and rescue unless someone is truly missing in the water.

We look forward to watching you make the Ultimate Escape on July 11th!

From the waiver form:
I acknowledge that this athletic event is an extreme test of a person’s physical and mental limits and carries with it the potential for death, serious injury and property loss. The risks include, but are not limited to, those caused by terrain,
facilities, temperature, weather, condition of athletes, equipment, vehicular traffic, actions of other people including, but not limited to, participants, volunteers, spectators, coaches, event officials, and event monitors, and/or producers of the event, and lack of hydration.

They make it sound kinda scary, don’t they?!

Get To Know Your Web Neighbors

22 Jun

Participation instructions as follows:

Copy the questions and post on your own webspace. Include a link back so I can read your answers. Change all the answers so they apply to you, and watch another silly meme hurtle through cyberspace, riding the wave of the interweb.

01. What time do you get up? Now that I’m commuting (ugh), I’ve been waking up around 6:45 am. I already miss the days when I lived 5 minutes from work and could sleep until 7:30.
02. If you could eat lunch with one person, who would it be? JB. He works really far from my work, so we can’t hook up for lunch during the week. My brothers both have regular lunch dates with their wives, which I think is very enviable.
03. Gold or silver? Gold, though I have a host of beautiful silver Indian jewelry that I adore.
04. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? (cringe) 13 Going on 30
05. Favorite TV show(s)? It used to be Friends and Sex and the City, but both have been recently killed. There really isn’t one particular show that I follow now-a-days. JB and I really don’t watch much TV, as we enjoy spending quality time with each other and the Black Dog Club.
06. What did you have for breakfast? An Atkins breakfast bar. It’s really not as bad as it sounds. I then followed it with some coffee, as I was having trouble staying awake on the drive to work this morning.
07. Who would you hate to be stuck in a room with? Someone with really bad body odor.
08. What is your middle name? Lynnette. And no, I’m not kidding. My family has a strange tradition of people going by their middle names. Really screws up computer forms and telemarketers.
09. Beach, City or Country? Beach, beach, beach! When is my next beach vacation?! Oh yeah, it will probably be our HONEYMOON this Fall. Yeah!
10. Favorite Ice cream? JB has been buying Starbucks ice cream that is to die for. But on a regular basis, I’ve been eating the low carb stuff, which lets me get my ice cream fix while watching my figure.
11. Butter, plain or salted popcorn? As much as I love popcorn, I honestly can’t remember the last time I had it. Damn you, Atkins.
12. What kind of car do you drive? Mmmmm….. My 2000 Trans Am Ram Air. I absolutely LOVE that car.
14. What characteristic do you despise? Dishonesty. Simply ask The Man Now Known as The Ex.
15. Favorite flower? Eek, a question I have been grappling with while deciding what flowers to have at the wedding. I like Stargazer lilies, roses, and daisies.
16. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? The French Mediterranean. White sandy beaches with people speaking French…
17. What color is your bathroom? Green and blue.
18. Favorite brand of clothing? Does Costco count?! I buy a lot of casual clothes at Costco, but also favor Eddie Bauer and Talbots.
19. Where would you retire to? I’d be happy here in Northern Nevada… Perhaps we’ll be rich and be able to own a house at Lake Tahoe!
20. Favorite day of the week? Saturday, of course.
21. What did you do for last birthday? My last birthday is a very special memory. JB and I had only been dating a few weeks. He delivered flowers to my office, and then that night, we went out to dinner at the Atlantis Oyster Bar. We then rode their glass elevators to get a good view of the city, and played air hockey in the arcade.
22. Where were you born? Albuquerque, NM. “I must have made a wrong turn back in Albuquerque.” (Famous Bugs Bunny quote.)
23. Favorite sport to watch? Call me crazy, but I love to watch swimming. I’ll get to watch all kinds of swimming during the summer Olympics. When I was a swim coach, I used to make my swimmers watch the Olympic swimmers with me to learn technique.
26. What fabric detergent do you use? Costco’s Kirkland brand.
27. Coke or Pepsi? Coke. Where I’m from, anything carbonated is referred to as Coke.
28. Are you a morning person or a night owl? I used to be a Night Owl, but professional life has ruined that for me. I’m not really a morning person, but I can’t seem to sleep in past 8 anymore.
29. What is your shoe size? 9.
30. Do you have any pets? Three black dogs, known as the Black Dog Club. There is Heidi the Rottweiler, Shadow the lab/shepherd mix, and Tucker, the lab/border collie mix. I sing a great song to the tune of Three Blind Mice, but my version starts with Three Black Dogs…

Meme courtesy of Krisalis.

Home Sweet Home

21 Jun

I’m back from another weekend of hard work. Ack. Give me back my fun time! Luckily, the next three weekends promise a lot of fun. More on that later.

The weekend started out with a Veil Fitting Party at the shop where I bought my bridal gown. When I first got the invitation for this party, I laughed, thinking it was extremely goofy. I then started thinking…. You know, I have no idea what I’m going to do with my hair, jewelry, or veil, so I decided to give it a try.

I had the first appointment, and they ended up having a hair dresser there to give ideas on hairstyles. I seriously think I found a new hair dresser, because the woman was amazing. I then put on my dress with the fancy up-do hairstyle, found some jewelry, and a veil. I’m all set!

And one side note… Guess what the shop that made me feel like a beached whale was serving at the Veil Party?! COOKIES. Can you believe them?! I’m proud to report that I didn’t cave into the urge to eat a cookie.

The rest of the weekend was consumed with the final unpacking, moving, cleaning, and a garage sale. We sold a lot of my belongings, and it was hard to see most of it go for the price of $1. You wouldn’t believe how much someone can debate over a $1 item, too. After the sale, we loaded up both of our trucks with the left overs and took them to the Salvation Army.

I’m now completely unpacked, and except for a few pictures that need to be hung, everything is in its proper place. It’s a good feeling. It was a ton of work. But it has been oh, so worth it. Seeing JB every day makes all of the hard work over the past few weeks worth every minute of sweat, dirt and heavy lifting.

The Noise From Above

18 Jun

We have contractors working on the roof directly above my office today. That means I will have the opportunity to work an entire day with hammering, drilling, sawing, and just all around pounding as background noise. I’ve pulled out some headphones to plug into my computer, but unfortunately, it isn’t helping much.

And just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, something those workers did managed to set off the fire alarm, which is an ear-piercing screech.

I feel like my day is going to be similar to an Excedrin commercial.

To add to my joy today, good old George W. (pronounced ‘double-ya’) will be in Reno today. And just because my organization manages the Convention Center where he’ll be speaking doesn’t mean any of us employees get free tickets. But because our offices are right across the street from the Convention Center, that means that all of the streets surrounding my office will be blocked off from 12-3. So much for making it to the gym at lunch. I’ll be trapped in my office with the lovely roofers…

Thanks, George W. Glad you could make it to Reno for a few hours.

A Positive Thought

18 Jun

Despite so many things working against me today (see the previous post), I’d like to share the lyrics of a song that inspires me.

Our Lives by The Calling
Is there love, tonight
When everyone’s dreaming
Of a better life
In this world
Divided by fear
We’ve got to believe that
There’s a reason we’re here
Yeah, there’s a reason we’re here…

Cause these are the days worth living
These are the years we’re given
And these are the moments
These are the times
Let’s make the best out of our lives…

See the truth, all around
Our faith can be broken
Our hands can be bound
But open our hearts
And fill up the emptiness
With nothing to stop us
Is it not worth the risk?
Yeah, is it not worth the risk?…

And even if hope was shattered
I know it wouldn’t matter
Cause these are the moments
These are the times
Let’s make the best out of our lives…

We can’t go on
Thinking it’s wrong to speak our minds
I’ve got to let out what’s inside…

Is there love, tonight
When everyone’s dreaming
Can we get it right?
Yeah, can we get it right?…

Oh, yeah, let’s make the best out of our lives…

Now go, young grasshoppers, and make the best out of your lives.

Mucho Progress!

17 Jun

Despite the fact that I’m in the midst of unpacking and cleaning at the old house, there has been a lot of progress this week on the wedding front.

First of all, the bridesmaid dresses have been selected and ordered. They are the cutest red cocktail dresses. I always swore that I wouldn’t make my bridesmaids wear some frumpy bridesmaid dress, and though I might be delusional, I swear they could get some good use out of these dresses! Kudos to Jane, who found the bridesmaid dresses!

The cake and flowers will be done by Deesigner Wedding Cakes. When my parents were in town last month, I put Mom on the project of finding a baker for the cake, because mom is the best Cook I know (she really lives up to her last name – ha!). Anyways, who better to choose the baker than the woman that can make amazing creations herself, and tries to live up to Martha Stewart’s example as a hostess (not the criminal example)? It just so happens that the cake lady also does flowers, so thank God Almighty and hallelujah that we have one less vendor and delivery to worry about. Great job, Mom! Cake tasting will be in August… Yum! Can’t wait for that.

And on a side note, if you need more proof that JB and I are a perfect match, when it comes to cake, I like to eat the frosting, and he only eats the cake. Hence, he eats my cake and I eat his frosting. A match made in heaven, I tell you!

Back to the wedding… The photographer, John Lloyd, has also been selected. He is the same photographer who shot my brother and sister-in-law’s wedding last September.

I’m also in the midst of securing a few room blocks, using my handy connections through work. Next week, the goal is to nail down a videographer.

Finally, I’ve been toying around with what I want to do online for the wedding. For starters, I added a countdown to the top of this site, and have created a wedding page. Still not sure what the permanent solution will be for that. Should I create an all new site for our wedding? What will happen to LynnetteCook.com once I get married? Will I change my URL? I’ll let you know when I make up my ever-changing mind.

So that’s the update on the BIG Day. It gives me a bit of a high when I can mentally check off these things from the enormous wedding to-do list. Yippee!

Not Funny

16 Jun

I got an Instant Message from my brother today saying that he will be out of town for my wedding.

I about went through the roof. After all this work of finding a date that worked for immediate family members and close friends, AND after talking to his wife about the date in depth, he’s now saying he can’t make it?!

I called him, and with tears welling in my eyes… Thoughts were racing through my mind — would we have to reschedule? It was so hard finding a date the first time around…. Crap, can we even get married this year? Now I have to go re-book the church, reception, photographer…

I think an explicative slipped out of my mouth, but the gist of what I said when I called my brother was “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

He went off on how he had this conference, couldn’t get out of it, this was the first he had heard of October 9, etc.

I sat at my desk, phone to my ear, with my head buried in my hands, and was silent.

That’s when he sarted laughing.

“Gotcha!”

Serisously, that’s not a cool thing to be joking about.

Ideal Becoming Reality

15 Jun

When I lived in Michigan, I used to come out to Nevada to visit my brothers and sister-in-laws. Those of you that know me well know that I really didn’t like living in Michigan. I missed the West — the mountains, the desert, blue skies, and my family. When I was vacationing in Nevada, I remember thinking this is the life I want… To live in a city like Carson City, to have a fun, wonderful, loving husband, to have a nice house, a few dogs, and be able to see the mountains from my house…

It was my ideal. It hit me this past weekend as I was moving that my ideal is becoming my reality. I’m with the man of my dreams, living in a place that I love, and I now have three lovable dogs. And hopefully one day soon we’ll round out that picture with the pitter patter of little feet.

It feels so good to have this life. I remember dreaming of a life like this for the four years that I lived in Michigan. At the time, it almost seemed unattainable. But I say almost, because I was determined to get back where I belong. And I did. And I’m so glad that I did.

I’m Now a Carson City Resident

14 Jun

After a weekend of hard work and heavy lifting, I am now an official resident of Carson City, Nevada. For those of you that aren’t from this area, I moved 30 miles South of Reno.

The only casualty in the move was my shin, which was the unfortunate victem of a washing machine falling on it. I have quite a lovely bruise and bump to prove it.

I’ve sold my couch, washer/dryer, grill, and lawn mower. We then donated one of my bedroom sets along with at least 100 pieces of my clothing. I’ve filled up three trash containers. It has been strange to get rid of so much of my stuff, but alas, it needed to be done.

We took two breaks from the work this weekend, which were well deserved. On Saturday, we decided to go to the pool, and upon discovering that it had closed at 4:30, we made a spur of the moment decision to go up to the Lake. We ended up at Sand Harbor. I put my cap and goggles on, ready for a swim, and didn’t make it in past my knees before the cold water started causing PAIN. I wimped out and went and took a nap on the beach. JB on the other hand, swam around for a good 20 minutes, and came out refreshed, but shivering.

On Sunday, we made it to the pool at 3:30, where we swam laps, played on the diving board, and tried out the water slide. I got yelled at by a lifeguard for doing a back dive. Have I really been out of the lifeguarding world that long?! I used to teach kids how to do back dives as a lifeguard, and now they’re banned?!

This week, I will be spending my spare time getting ready for our garage sale on Saturday, and official move out on Sunday. Lots of cleaning and sorting yet to be done. And when I’m done with that, I get to turn my attention to unpacking.

The things we do for love….

Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice

11 Jun

I’m thrilled to announce that my brother, Chuck, and his wife, Audra, are expecting A BABY GIRL on October 27!

Let’s just hope my niece won’t make her appearance until AFTER Audra stands up as my bridesmaid!

Moving Day Approaches

10 Jun

I really detest moving, but here I am doing it again. But this time, there is a big reward — I get to live with JB!

Ever since returning from vacation on Tuesday, I’ve been boxing and sorting in preparation for Saturday, the big moving day. The most challenging part about all of this is the fact that we both have houses full of stuff, so the consolidation effort is massive.

Evidently, this is THE weekend to move here in Reno, because all of the truck and trailer places here and in Carson City are sold out. Luckily, my big brother, Chuck has come to the rescue, offering to let me use his quad trailer. Phew! Yeah, Chuck!!!!!

So to all of you that have a nice, lazy weekend planned, please, take a nap and have a beer for me, because I won’t be having time for those luxuries!

We Have a Dress

9 Jun

On Friday, on my lunch hour I slipped out to the Bridal shop that happens to be in the same building as my office, and ordered THE DRESS.

I had made five attempts of trying on bridal gowns, and this was the one dress I just couldn’t get out of my head. I headed down there, put it on one last time, negotiated a bit on the price while I was still wearing it, and it was a done deal.

But not before they made me feel like a huge whale.

That’s right… Because bridal gowns have such screwed up sizing, my measurements put me into a dress that is TWO SIZES above what I normally wear. And when I say what I normally wear, I mean that I know for a fact that I can waltz into any department store and try on all kinds of clothes in my normal size that will fit just perfectly.

As we were deciding what size I should order, the saleswoman starts asking if I expect my weight to fluctuate at all within the next few months.

“Well, I was planning to lose a bit of weight.” I said. And after last summer’s successful shedding of 20 pounds, I have no doubt that I can shed a bit more.

“Are you sure? Because I know I gain weight in the summers.” The saleswoman said.

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

“Well, you may want to try Curves…” And then she launched into a 5 minute sales pitch on how successful Curves is at helping women lose weight. And I know for a fact that Curves is aimed at women who are just starting out on an exercise and weight lifting regimine. I’ve been exercising about 6 days a week for as long as I can remember, and have been lifting weights 3 times a week, with great results, I might add, for the past year and a half. I don’t need someone to tell me about Curves.

For some reason, it just really got to me. I think it had something to do with the size of dress I had just settled on, and then the fact that she was so adamently trying to sell me on Curves… It still sits in the back of my mind.

I go back to my earlier point that they should be making women feel beautiful when they order a wedding dress, not like a beached whale.

And to top things off with the wedding stuff, I’m having MORE church issues. After getting snubbed by a pastor at one church, we decided to go with another church in Reno. For two weeks, the wedding coordinator there has been telling me that she’d send me the paperwork for the wedding, and that I need to submit that paperwork with a deposit to reserve the church. But in the mean time, she’d hold the date I had requested.

Well, two weeks after she said she’d send the paperwork, I received it. And she wrote on it that she was holding the date for me, but SHE WAS HOLDING THE WRONG DATE. After at least five prior phone calls to this woman where I was talking about the RIGHT date, she’s been holding the WRONG date for me. I left a message for her first thing this morning, but I know from experience that I’ll be lucky if I hear back from her today. Just when I think we’ve set a date, someone goes and screws things up again. I really have to wonder what God is telling me when all of the planning issues have been around churches!

Argh!

San Diego Vacation

9 Jun

This past weekend, JB and I ventured to San Diego for a short vacation. His band was playing in the Rock and Roll Marathon on Sunday, but I’ll get to that in a minute.

We traveled to San Diego on Saturday. We both had duffel bags, and managed to get to the airport a bit late. When I was loading the plane, the flight attendant yanked my bag from me and told me I was going to have to check it. I was OK with that until I saw her letting JB take his duffel bag on with him, and it was the same size as mine!

Needless to say, by the time we arrived in San Diego, my bag was Missing in Action. I was told it would arrive in a few hours.

We checked into the hotel, and then headed to the beach. I got to sit on the beach while JB went and froliced in the ocean. Those of you that know me well, know that I love the water. And let me tell you, I was not happy with the fact that my swimsuit was in the bag that was missing.

That night, we had dinner on the beach with the other members of his band. On the way to dinner, I had called the airline and was told that my bag was found and would be arriving at the hotel around 7:00 pm.

I was happy with that. But when we returned from dinner at 10:30, my bag was still missing.

Sunday morning, JB and his band went to set up for their gig at 5:15 am, while I tried to eek out a few more hours of sleep. I called the airline at 6:30 am, and was told that my bag had been delivered to the hotel the previous night at 10:30. So I called the front desk, that hadn’t seen my bag. So I called the airline back, and they said, yes, your bag was delivered to the Holiday Inn on the (name of wrong street) to Penny Cook.

That’s right, they delivered my bag to the wrong hotel and the wrong person.

“Oh, your room isn’t under Penny Cook?” They asked.

That was pretty incredulous. Luckily, the other hotel was nearby, so I told them I would go pick up the darn bag. Well, because of the marathon, the street in front of my hotel was closed, meaning I had to walk about a half mile to the other hotel to get my bag.

Grrrr. They are getting one angry letter from me this week!

But after my bag was returned to me, the vacation became quite enjoyable. I went to watch JB’s band play… Basically, they had bands along the marathon route, and JB’s band was at mile 13. I had been asked to bring two coffees and water with me.

I later discovered that the closest I could park to their stage was about a 30 minute walk, so I got to make that walk with full hot coffees in each hand and a gallon of water in my backpack. So along with the runners, I definitely felt like I was getting a workout.

Of course, by the time I arrived at their stage, they had plenty of water that had been delivered by race officials, and it was ‘too hot’ to be drinking coffee.

As for the marathon, I really admire anyone that can run that distance. I’ve done numerous 5Ks, and I honestly think that is about as far as I would really like to run. The people that really amazed me were the three people that ran the marathon barefoot. Is that not insane?!

After they finished playing, we went back to the hotel and took a nap. JB and I then went and played in the ocean a bit. He thought I was quite the dork for wearing my swim goggles, but I was the one snickering when he later started complaining of his eyes stinging! That night, we went to see the concert for the marathon runners, which was the band Live. The rest of the band happened to be really avid Live fans, and had arrived at the ampitheater when the doors opened at 5:30 pm. JB and I strolled in at 8:30, and discovered that they had saved us seats — front and center, baby!

After the concert, JB and I went to meet up with my cousin, John. John is 9 months older than me, and is currently in grad school in San Diego. He lives in a house 5 blocks from the beach with 3 roommates (and former fraternity brothers). John and his roommates took us to his favorite bar, which was a little hole in the wall. We played the world’s most pathetic game of pool (which was abandoned because we kept scratching), the guys played darts, and I had a blast catching up with my cousin, whom I hadn’t seen in 7 years.

On Monday, we did a bit of boogie boarding, and then had an incredible dinner at a fancy restaurant with a view of the beach. That night, we headed to the Gas Lamp district to check out a few bars, and discovered quite a party scene on a Monday night. Do people in San Diego really work?!

Tuesday, we met up with a friend of JB’s from college for lunch, and then rented beach cruisers. I felt like I was truly immersing myself in the local culture as we cruised up and down the boardwalk. We parked the bikes, rode a cute wooden rollercoaster, and then did a bit of body surfing and napping on the beach.

So, now I’m back, a bit tanned (and parts of me a bit burned), happy, and tired… I seem to notice this pattern with our vacations!

The food theme for this vacation was Mexican. We ate fish tacos, fish burritos, shrimp burritos, lobster enchiladas — if it was Mexican with seafood, we ate it! And yum! I’m sure I’ll have to do a bit of extra time at the gym this week to undo the damage from all of that great food.

There you have the download on our beach vacation. Now, let me see if I remember how to do this thing they call ‘work’.

The Date Has Been Set

9 Jun

After a near heart attack because of a typo on behalf of the church, I have confirmed that the date of October 9 is THE DATE for our wedding. Let the countdown begin. Four months from TODAY, to be exact! The wedding will be held at the First United Methodist Church in downtown Reno, and the reception will be at Thunder Canyon Country Club in Washoe Valley. Stay tuned for more details!

Cheapskates

4 Jun

I put an ad in the paper to try and sell some of my belongings. I’m trying to get rid of the things I won’t be needing once I move in with JB.

I can already tell that these people are going to drive me nuts. Let’s start with the treadmill, which is listed for a whopping $50.

I talked with one man THREE TIMES about the treadmill. We arranged a pick up time yesterday afternoon, and yesterday morning, I get a call from him saying that he had some unexpected expenses come up and he’s not going to be able to afford it. IT IS FIFTY DOLLARS!

So then I returned the call of a woman that was interested in the treadmill. I had to go into depth explaining what it was like, and she debated with herself, because she wasn’t sure if she wanted a treadmill that was approximately 8 years old. Then, she said that she’d have to bring her husband with her to look at it, because she can’t spend the money on something to put in their house without him approving it. And, by the way, she won’t be able to pay me until the 15th of the month. IT’S FIFTY DOLLARS, PEOPLE! Where else on earth are you going to find a treadmill that works FINE, and is priced at FIFTY DOLLARS?!

Then I got a call on my lawnmower, which I purchased brand new one year ago. It’s a Craftsman, and I’m offering it up for $100. That’s a pretty stinking good deal for a hardly used lawnmower. I had a guy who barely spoke English call up and offer me $50 for it. He was looking for a cheap lawnmower for his son. NO, I’M NOT CUTTING THE PRICE IN HALF ON THE FIRST DAY THAT MY AD RUNS!

And then there is the man that had told me he wanted my $15 drill, but now can’t buy it because there has been a death in the family.

Are you people kidding me?! JB, who has been laughing at my stories, has warned me that it will only get worse at the garage sale we have planned for the 19th. Then, I’ll have people haggling me over cheap stuff, and at that point, I’m probably going to be so fed up that I’ll shove the item in their face and tell them to take if for free if they’ll just LEAVE ME ALONE!

Really, I’m in a good mood this morning, but these phone calls deserved a good rant. Happy weekend, people! Check back here on Wednesday for an update.

He’s Back….

3 Jun

I had lunch today with a girlfriend at the Indian food restaurant I mentioned on Tuesday. When I entered the restaurant, I was greeted by the same inattentive waiter that had served us on Friday.

Luckily, my friend and I both wanted to do the lunch buffet, which meant we didn’t have to rely on him to bring us the correct food. The only thing he had to do was get my friend a Diet Coke.

He delivered her an iced tea.

It was all I could do to stifle a laugh when that happened.

Later, as I was ready to start my dessert, I asked our waiter for a spoon. His reply was that I could go get one myself up at the buffet table.

Excuse me?! The man is lucky that I like the food there so much, because his service would normally cause me to boycott the restaurant. But I’m sure I’ll be back soon.

A Memorial Memorial Day

1 Jun

I’m back from an absolutely wonderful 3 day weekend… Here it is in a nutshell:

Friday night:
We went out for Indian food, and I swear it was like being on a hidden camera show. It started off with the waiter coming over to take our order, and looking anywhere but at us, and when he left, we were wondering what we were really going to get since he wasn’t paying attention. That’s when they delivered the wrong kind of beer to JB. And then they delivered a plate that we didn’t order, and as we sat there looking at it, another waiter came over and yanked the plate away from us. About 10 minutes later, they delivered the SAME wrong plate to us again. At that point, we determined that we should probably just take what we could get. It went on and on like that, and if the food wasn’t so darn good, we probably wouldn’t want to go back there again.

After dinner, we checked out the newest country bar in town, Rock-N-Rodeo. The premise is that they play both Rock and Country. We watched the line dancers, which are endless entertainment for us, and then we did quite a bit of two-stepping and swing dancing. Mucho fun.

Saturday/Sunday/Monday:
We got up on Saturday for a quick run before catching a plane to Vegas. Once in Vegas, we drove to Lake Mead, with all of our camping equipment in a suitcase. We were doing boat-in camping with some of JB’s friends. We had an entire beach to ourselves, and enjoyed lots of fun in the sun (and the water).

There was an island about 400 yards from our campsite, so I swam there and back about four times over the course of the weekend. I am training for the Alcatraz Shark Fest, if I haven’t mentioned it before… JB joined me for two of the island excursions, and we claimed the island as our own, writing “LC+JB” in the sand. (Corny, I know!)

JB’s friends had rented a water trampoline, which served up a lot of fun. After swimming out and back from our island, JB and I hopped onto the trampoline (OK, it was actually rather challenging to get up on it, so I should say we moaned and groaned as we pulled ourselves up onto it), and began inventing our own games on it. There was King of the Hill (who can kick the other person off first), and then we’d spin the trampoline by trying to run in circles on it, and last but not least, one person would lay down while the other would bounce around, which threw the other person around quite a bit.

Because it was so bright and I didn’t have a place to put them, I left my swim cap and goggles on my head while we were playing on the trampoline. JB’s friend later said that it was really quite a scene to see me jumping on the trampoline, giggling and wearing my cap and goggles. Hey, I might have looked goofy, but I was having a blast.

At night, there were ghost stories around the camp fire, s’mores, and illegal fireworks (provided by the teenage boys in our group).

We returned on Monday to four very attention starved animals, and one very hot house. After a nap, we took the dogs out for a nice walk at sunset, then came back to my place to cook up some delicious garlic burgers. Yum.

So that was the holiday weekend. I think I brought back half of the sand from the beach we were at, plus a plethora of little spiders, but it was all worth it.