Day 81 - Apartment Cuteness!

I cleaned some of our apartment last night and decided to take pictures of areas that are unpacked.




^I love our cute kitchen! While smaller than our old one, I definitely love it more and take better care of it.


^Bathrooms are hard to get good pics of. But we love our bright colors and the silver hanging shelf. There isn't much stuff on it, but that makes me think of magazines where everything on the shelf is useless. Adorable!


^My makeup/jewelry area. Legal Eagle gave me one of her bookcases to use and I am so happy to have it.


^My bed. I want to get nice yellow curtains for the window sometime.


^My WONDERFUL closet! We took the doors off and stuck them under our beds. I have curtains picked out for my closet - sheer, light blue ones and then layered in front of them these black and white chandelier print ones - both from Target of course!


^This was LE's box of books that she was leaving for the movers to move when we thought we'd hire movers. I didn't notice it until we decided that we would move ourselves. I laughed about this for 2 weeks straight.


More apartment pictures to come when we finish cleaning! Thanks to both families for giftcards so that we can have our cute, little, wonderful place!

Day 80 - Weekend

A very productive weekend.

Legal Eagle and I officially met our neighbor and we now know his name. Not what I thought it would be, but it fits. Unfortunately, when we met him, LE was running late to class so we were hurried and it seemed like he wanted to talk. Sad.

Convo:

Neighbor: How do you guys like the area?

Me and LE: Great, it's fun.

Neighbor: So what are you up to tonight?

LE: I'm actually on my way to class.


How Convo should have gone:

Neighbor: So what are you up to tonight?

Me and LE: Nothing.

Neighbor: Want to come over and eat Late-night taco flavored Doritos?

Me and LE: Uh, yeah!


What else happened?

LE and I did a ton of walking. A little sore, but explored the area some more which is always fun. We also took some sangria on our walk which made it all the better.


^Best Picture Ever Of Little One!

Day 79 cont. - Boo!

This afternoon I was looking for my cat.

I assumed he was hiding under Legal Eagle's bed.

Her covers were all over the place, so I lifted some to look under.

I couldn't find him, so I began to move to get up.

All of a sudden, my cat was sitting in front of me, hiding tangled in the blankets.

I began screaming and laughing.

I tried to get a picture, but he moved before I could.

Sorry.

Day 79 - Colors Of The Rainbow

Things I want in every color of the rainbow:

My white H & M purse (got yet another compliment on it!)

Coffee cups

Sleep tanks from little girl's section at Target

Long summer dresses

Sleep shorts from H & M

Heels and pointy flats

Small clutches like my black one

Nail polish



I really really want to delete my Facebook page. But then the vain side of me will suffer.

Day 78 cont. - Oh

I just read that my horoscope says that right now is a really bad time to sell my soul.

Guess I should take that ad off of Craigslist.

Day 78 - Twitter Tweet

Dear Twitter,

I don't get you. I've tried to understand the point of updating my life by the hour, but this morning I didn't do anything other than have tea and toast and look up facts about tuxedo cats. So what would my Tweet (is this the correct usage?) say?

My Tweet: I'm trying to be English and drink tea. PS. Did you know tuxedo cats are 200% smarter than other cats?

How boring and why would I really want to admit to this?

Also, I already have Facebook and can update where I am and what I'm doing on there. Do I need to let people know when I am grocery shopping and where I am grocery shopping? I suppose we have become a society of stalkers and stalker-wanters and you, Twitter, are encouraging this.

Maybe we all just want to be famous and want to know that people care what we are doing at 4:46 pm on Monday.

So I accepted that we need to feel important and want to seem clever and write funny Tweets (again, is this correct?). But most of us are neither funny nor clever. Most of us are boring or obnoxious. Especially when using LOL or ROFL (which I still think should be ROTFL since you include "on" but not "the"...use proper English!).

But then Twitter, you played a cruel joke. You made up a Christopher Walken Twitter...and it was funny! It was the funny, clever stuff I never thought Twitter would be! But then as quickly as you gave me this, you took it away. It was never Christopher Walken and now it just seems slightly less funny than it was.

Twitter dear, it would make me the happiest girl in the world if you would go away. Please, just leave. I don't care who is doing what and who is misspelling what and using poor grammar.

Sincerely,
Me (Twitter-less)

PS. Please explain Tweets to me when you have some time.



So, as you can see I have not gotten a whole lot done today. And I really did look up Tuxedo Cat Facts...Barbar asked me to.


^ Could you say no to that face?

Also, I read about Bob Jones University and their strict requirements. Thanks oldest sister!

Productive day...right after lunch I am going to seriously work!

Day 77 cont. - Jealous?

^ That's the Hollywood sign and I live near it. Also, there has not been a single time when I've gone to the market up the hill and not seen someone taking a picture of themselves with the sign in the background.

Day 77 - Pet Name Kind Of Girl?

OK, I had a bunch of other things I was going to blog about today, but then this little thing came up yesterday afternoon. Here is how it went down:

Me: Oh god, (Legal Eagle's real name) come here. I have the weirdest text.

LE: Did you say funniest or weirdest?

Me: Weirdest, look.

And this is what I showed her:



^ Pretty blurry, but it says: Hey darling today we are going to moon shadows i want to invited you. Text from Martin (names are not being protected)

OK, backstory time!

The day we had our moving truck in Hollywood, we were unloading and a neighbor came home around the same time with his friend (Martin). At least this is what I think the situation is, maybe he lives there and the other was visiting?

So, Martin offered to help us at the end with one of our beds. He talked about how he had a screenplay or something after I mentioned I was a writer. We exchanged info, blah blah.

Now, I don't really believe in "gaydar," but I assumed Martin was gay. Here are the reasons:

1. He was only like 5'8" and a little guy. Oh, maybe that's just why he's not my type.
2. He has an accent. Doesn't mean he's gay, just whatever...
3. He seemed to be coming home with another guy.
4. Both men were dressed a little Hollywood flashy. Maybe that's just guys in Hollywood? Hope not.
5. Did I mention he seemed to be coming home with another guy?

OK, so that's really all my reasoning for thinking he is gay.

So, then he Facebook'd me. Whatever. But then when we were coming to stay at our new place one of the first nights, he found us! He asked if we wanted to go out that night. We were probably gross from not showering and moving all day, we said no.

That was the last I heard from him.

Until the text!

Now, let me tell you the problems with this text.

First, grammar. I can't do poor grammar. I already correct people over little things. And I get English isn't his first language, but I'll feel compelled to correct and that will be flat-out exhausting.

Second, darling? Let's begin the pet name discussion.

Here is a convo between LE and me:

Me: Maybe he just sent the text to a bunch of people.

LE: Darling? Yeah, I don't think he sent that to everyone.

Me: What is it with me getting guys who like to give me a pet name right away?

LE: Ew, maybe it's a Los Angeles guy thing?

Me: Hope not.

LE: We'll find you someone normal.

Maybe, after I've been dating someone for about 7 or so years, it might be OK to give me a "pet name," just not something lame or overly cutesy. Plus, I think if you're going to do that, you have to know the person to see what fits. I'm not a "darling" or "sweetie" (unless my mom calls me that as she does sometimes, but that fits).

Convo continued:

Me: Maybe it's a European/foreign thing?

LE: No, I've known Europeans/foreigners enough to know it's not.

So then I got to thinking last night. Do I come off as a girl who will swoon over being given a pet name? Is that what these guys think will win me over?

So now, on the top of my checklist for what I am looking for in a guy we have:

1. Does not give me a pet name right away.

It's becoming a very important part of my checklist. #2 is that he can cut onions. I can't.

Day 76 cont. - Now What Will I Eat?

On MSN they say we eat too much of certain things.

First they say we eat too much pizza, so now eat a salad before. OK, got it!

Then they say we eat too much salad dressing! So what should I do? Eat pizza before it? I'm confused...

Day 76 cont. - I'm An Eye Roller

Legal Eagle has pointed out to me recently that I roll my eyes (I knew this) openly (I did not know this). She said the other day that when her boss was talking to me/us, I looked at her and rolled my eyes.

Now, I've been a major eye roller for quite some time. However, I always thought I did it when people weren't looking or that I at least knew when I was doing it.

When she told me this, I didn't even think I had rolled my eyes. I'm out-of-control. But I like it. I think eye rolling is a good quality to have.

I am also guessing that eye roller should be hyphenated, but you should know how I feel about hyphenated words.

Day 76 - Some Of This, Some Of That

What is with people asking you what are you live in and then getting more detailed and asking your streets?

This has happened a lot lately and has happened in the past. Maybe I am just overly cautious or private, but I have never ever asked someone I barely know the streets they live on. It's weird!


Convo between LE and me a few days ago after a lunch of lots of bread:

LE: I think the whole blaming weight on bread is stupid.

Me: I know, it's so rude to bread.

LE: Like French people eat lots of bread.

Me: And croissants!

LE: Yeah.

Me: I mean, instead of eating just the burger and fixings, maybe you should just eat the bread.

LE: Yeah. There are so many kinds of good bread.

Me: You could eat like a different kind everyday for a year and never have the same kind twice.

LE: Yeah.

(Pause)

LE: I'm tired.

Me: Yeah, too much bread.


I've been up since 5 a.m. today. I cannot believe that it is only 9 something. I've done a ton of things already and am ready for naptime.


I've decided that it is not in the cards for me to have a job with health insurance. Time to marry a suit.


I need an intern. Well, I need a job that gives me an intern. If my current "job" works out, then I bet I can totally hire some interns down the road. I'd spoil them rotten and be so much fun.


I want dark green nailpolish. Dreamy!


Remember neighbor? We think he has a lady friend. Sad. But I also think he probably has lots of potato chips at his place, so really I just want to be his friend so I can eat his chips. I will be oh-so disappointed if he doesn't have potato chips. I'll keep you updated.

Day 75 - I'm Irish

Yesterday Legal Eagle and I celebrated St. Patrick's Day. We had a good time. Here is what happened:

Woke up and got ready.

Wore green.

Took bus and Metro to parade.

Got to parade, no beer being served and religious people protesting St. Patty.

We see some motorcycle guys in parade drive by and we cheer.

Get bored.

Walk around.

LE is handed a flyer from a nearby restaurant which is celebrating the day.

LE says "Let's go!"

We go and have lunch and green beer.

Lots of suits there.

Time and beer passes.

14 firefighters come in loud and rowdy, they were in the parade.

They ask us to join them.

We do, get free beer.

I do age and ring check.

Most of them are old and quite a few married.

Am seated next to one of the younger ones, but he reminds both LE and me of a loser we went to college with.

LE is fawned over by one of the marrieds.

They do some cheering stuff.

One of them tries on my big brown sunglasses.

They have baseball caps that say Irish Pride on them.

One hat is placed on my head.

Then LE gets one too.

We look really good in hats!

Pictures taken.

We are told we drink too slowly.

Everyone getting antsy and firefighters want to move on.

I try to return my hat, but the guy who I thought gave it to me, says it isn't his. I know it is.

LE returns her hat.

We tell them we are off.

I walk away with a new hat.

Me and LE: 1, 14 firefighters: 0



^ Us being all cute!



^ What if there had been a fire in LA that day?

Day 74 - She's Ruined

The other day Legal Eagle and I had this conversation.

LE: Do we have anything to drink?

Me: No, but we could go get wine up at the market.

LE: Yeah, because I need to now drink everyday.

Me: I know, it's great.

LE: Yeah, like when your parents were here and I would come home to cocktails everyday. That was the best.

Thank you mom and dad for spoiling LE and making her expect cocktails everyday.

Oh! And LE and I have to put our name on our mailbox, but we don't think there is enough room for both so LE combined both our last names and we are now Sullisard! Sounds like a dino. Awesome!

Day 73 - OK, Stick With It

So I'm pretty sure I didn't get this job I wanted and I was all mopey, but now I'm bouncing back.

I'm going with the saying that obviously I wasn't meant to get it for whatever reason. OK. Done obsessing over it!

Now I've decided to really work on this freelancing thing. I mean, yeah, I've been working on it, but it's time to really start branching out and getting my writing going.

I haven't been writing as much as I want to be, so I'm sooo going to focus. It'll be like I'm on Focus-in or something.

I'm trying to write about the whole wedding thing with Bride Brain, but am having trouble. Maybe I should get my oldest sister's help.

Other than that, short post today. Going to Target with gift cards in hand this weekend. Thanks to the parents and LE's family too!

And doing the taxes as well, with a bottle of tequila. Sounds productive to me.

Did I mention yet that we have a cute neighbor? He's a little goobery and plays video games a lot, but I really think he is totally LE's type. Perfection...

Day 72 cont. - Forgotten Words

Here is a funny convo from yesterday between LE and me while watching the incredible show Running in Heels about Marie Claire.

Me: She has a pelican nose.

LE: Yeah.

Me: No, I mean...she has a...what kind of bird is Toucan Sam?

LE: (very long pause) Um, Toucan Sam...

Me: Oh, well she has a toucan nose.

Day 72 - Treasures

This weekend Legal Eagle and I spent most of our time unpacking and getting the apartment to look super cute. And it is definitely on its way.

And while I will tell more of this in a bit, first I must tell the story of the treasures box.

I was sitting in LE's room while she cleaned. She has a few boxes labeled different things like stationary, cards and then there is one marked treasures.

So LE had to put some more "treasures" in this box while I was there. It includes some stuff like foreign coins, guitar picks, but then that day she came upon a problem:

LE: (picks up a teeny tiny Christmas sweater hanging on a hanger) I mean, what do I do with this?

Me: (long pause) Do you really want me to tell you what most people would do with it?

LE: (long pause and smile) No.

Me: What's it from anyway?

LE: It was on a gift.

Me: Most people would throw it out.

LE: (looking around her room, says almost wistfully) Treasures (as she places it in the Treasures box).

Me: (laughing like a maniac and picking up the sweater to look at it and seeing the "2008" stitching on back).

LE: See, it's new. I can't get rid of it.

I'm glad LE doesn't mind me always writing about our conversations, well, if she does, she lets me do it anyway.

Sooooooooooo....

We have moved to the Hollywood Hills! Finally. It was exhausting, but we aren't of our old apt. and not a moment too soon.

Everything is great at our new place. I saw my first coyote the other night, it was kind of cute and kind of creepy.

We have so many plans for how we want to decorate our place and rooms, but I think it will take a little while. My room is finally coming together even though I have a huge pile of laundry to do today or tomorrow.

OK, I'm done with this for today. I may post a little pic of the sweater later. Perhaps...