Unrelated Side Note

Well, I went from having no pictures on my website to information OVERLOAD. Here we have:

Da east side.
Da west side.
Da north side.
Da south side.

I’m not sure how many times I’ve mentioned this but Matt has an incredible ass. I mean, seriously, that thing is perfection. This morning, Matt was standing in the middle of the bedroom when he turned around and shook his butt at me saying, “Honey! Look at it! LOOK!”

To which I said, “You’re packed in your stacks, especially in the back. Brother wanna thank your mother for a butt like that. Can I get some fries with that shake? Shake your booty.”

To which Matt replied, “Fries? Shake? Are we going to Ann’s for breakfast?”

Only Matt.

I’m teaching a writing fundamentals class today, which is like being a third grade teacher only without the screaming and the snot. It’s a little intimidating sometimes having all eyes on me. It makes me feel like I have a giant stain on my shirt.

On an unrelated side note, I went to spin class for the first time in months last night. Oddly, the only thing on me that hurts is my pectorals. How the hell did that happen?

Right, so here are pictures of our house and my ring. There are three pictures of the ring but you have to scroll through the photostream to see them. I tried to update to a Pro account so I could add more sets but am having trouble accessing PayPal. I’ll try again later. I’m going to bed now because I am tired.

I picked Matt up from work and he asked if we could go out for dinner. He’s been working stupid long hours, was tired, and wanted a Thai iced tea to enjoy with his meal. I agreed to this and, as usual, we went to the yummy place across the street from our house, that also happens to be in the shopping center as the Dunkin Donuts.

As we pulled into the parking lot, Matt pointed and exclaimed, “Pea! Look! Holy crap!” He was pointing at this. I sqeeed with glee as we noticed there were several signs posted around the parking lot and one at the other entrace as well as a few CUSTOMER PARKING ONLY signs.

I win. Hell yeah, I fucking win.

I started a new album and put a few shots in there. Matt will probably kill me for the one but it makes me laugh so hard I nearly choke.

I thoroughly enjoyed myself last night. The sign up was quick and easy and my sales guy was the total opposite of a sales guy. That might have had something to do with the fact that 1) he knew I was going to sign up so he didn’t have to pitch anything at me and b) I beat him to the handshake and introduction thus letting him know that I was a consumer in charge. He wasn’t smarmy at all. He knew tons of people, there was a lot of smiling and saying “Hi.” I liked him immediately and immensely.

During my tour, I had the chance to meet the top spin instructor, who is going to do my Body Age test (also known as the Fat Test) and my one hour training session to help get my back on the fitness track. Sweet.

Things I Liked:

• The place was Ja-HAMMIN’ but there was no lack of things to do. No wait time. Sweet.
• They had rowers! I love, love, love rowers. These rowers happened to overlook the pool areas so I got to watch the water aerobics class, which was both awesome and amusing.
• Water slides! OMG! Water slides!
• A climbing wall. Haven’t tried it yet but it could be fun.
• The hot tub was the right temperature.
• There was a bath suit cyclone in the locker room!
• Towels, towels, towels!
• Windows EVERYWHERE!

Things I didn’t like:

• Coheed and Cambria was playing in the locker room.

I’ll admit that at first I was a bit overwhelmed by the size of the place and at the same time impressed with its facilities. Sure, there are some things that are overly posh and ridiculous but over all it’s very cool, very swank, and very hell yeah. I’m looking forward to spin class tonight.

Someone needs to teach this baby how to make a horned hand instead of gripping on things. I mean, I’m up for the task but I live 2,675 miles away.

These things arrived today:

1. The final package to complete my wedding present shopping. Whew. That was a lot of buying and shipping.
2. Filters for our water pitcher.
3. My camera battery charger. Friggin’ fast!

I’ll be taking/uploading pictures just as soon as the battery has some juice in it and I will make a sincere effort to keep a photo journalistic record of my life. Matt has requested that we publish a video of him riding the forklift around the warehouse. I think I can make that happen.

In other news, I’m joining a new gym tonight. Matt is a little annoyed that I will be paying on two contracts over the next three months and thinks I should ride out our contract but the thought of being in that hot, humid, cramped locker room and that hot, glaring, horrendous aerobics studio with broke ass equipment makes me madder than heck.

I’m willing to pay financially for the poor decision I made back in January. My belly is not so willing to pay. I’m looking forward to a new gym and even more so because my colleague is a member there as well. Two technical writers seeking energy and good times. All right.

Matt and I watched this documentary last night and it was friggin’ awesome, heartbreaking, hilarious, antagonizing, and inspiring. It left us cheering at the end. Most of all it was really well done. I highly recommend that you check it out.

In other news, I broke my glass casserole lid last night. Devastating! It was a totally stupid accident too. I put the lid in the sink when it was 450 degrees (instead of on top of the oven, which is where I normally put it). Moments later, I turned the cold water on to rinse off something I was holding in my hand and didn’t notice that the faucet was aimed over the lid. It took less than a second for me to realize what I’d done and no sooner did my hand shoot out to stop the flow of water … * pop *. The lid shattered into hundreds of little pieces. I listened to them fizzle and pop as I stood there on the verge of tears.

I spent the better part of an hour fruitlessly searching for a replacement lid but 1.5 quart round casseroles are hard to come by, especially when they are from 1987, made in the U.S.A, and have a goose with a bow around its neck painted on the side.
I mean, I can go out and buy another glass casserole but it’s just not the same. I made so many wonderful things in that casserole. Sigh …