Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Birthday, Kelly

Is ever so slightly older than before.

Yes, my birthday passed. No I didn't really party it up. I did have dinner the night before with Kim and Vinnie. And yes, I did have brunch the morning after with Lexie, Amanda and Kim at Mill on the River topped off with mimosas and lots and lots of chocolate mousse and birthday cake. It was a really nice time with just the girls. I think we need to do that more often just to catch up and laugh and have fun. It reminds me that I have friends and a life...sometimes.

Mostly it's been a really stressful two weeks of working all day long, and then working on the house all night long only to come home, rinse off the paint, dust and general dirtiness, go to bed and repeat. It's pretty blah. All we do is spend our time at the house fixing something and then when we're just at our apartment finally relaxing Trevor talks about the house some more because of course tomorrow's another day and that means another day's worth of tasks to do and then when I'm with my parents they want updates about the house...and really...I'm over it. There's been way too much time, energy and money spent on this house in the past few weeks and I've been oversaturated. If we don't talk again for 3 weeks about anything house related, paint related, carpet related, furniture related, packing related...I'll be a happy lady. There's more to life than the house; I know there must be.

You can only take so much of one topic before you really want to move on.

Thanksgiving was okay. We spent it as a combined family with my immediate family and Trevor's together having a later turkey day dinner in Willimantic. It was nice to spend it together although I'm so tired I think I would have been grateful for any respite at all from painting and carrying heavy stuff. I think I was most excited about simply wearing normal clothes all day and not being a big bum covered in dust and paint splatter. Also I threw together an appetizer so it was (although stressful) nice to fiddle around in my apartment kitchen one last time. I love that kitchen. I was not asked to bring a dessert this year so I threw together a spinach artichoke dip thing and made phyllo cups out of phyllo dough and my mini cupcake pan. That pan is so handy and I would have never thought it at first because, really how many mini cupcakes can a person consume? But once you realize you can use it to form individually sized anything a world of possibilities opened itself up to me. lol That sounds ridiculously lame, but that's the kind of person I am.

I think it's starting to become a sort of unofficial holiday rule that when it's Thanksgiving we sort of celebrate with some Kelly birthday candles. I think it's really sweet that Liza and Devin remembered and made me an actual cake this year along with the traditional Thanksgiving pie. This year's birthday somehow felt like it totally fell between the cracks. Even though my husband sent roses to the office, and even though I got a spectacular brunch out with the girls (it felt very "Sex and the City" to be sitting around talking at a restaurant mid-day with mimosas in hand while gossiping) this year's birthday kind of felt...not special. Not to say every year needs to be some kind of huge blowout but I guess I just feel a little sad the house came out being more important and ate up all of the time that would have otherwise been spent with my loved ones and husband. I'm not trying to throw some kind of big pity party because I've very blessed with many loved ones who remembered it and I'm lucky to have a home when there are many people who are not quite as fortunate. It's hard to find the words that are neither too whiny nor too lax but I just also wish that things were different, that's all.

Now, back to painting and being covered in dust and splatter.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Crash Crash Bang Bang

So since I've had some time to mull it over and internalize my little fender bender I'll start off by complaining about my rental car.

I'm driving an 2008 Nissan Sentra. It's...alright. It's not as underpowered as my mom's '03 Corolla, but it's sort of plastic and cheap looking/feeling. Not like my Mazda3 is lavish by any means, but even though it's plastic and cloth it still appears modern. This doesn't appear all that visually stimulating and it's really loud (engine noise-wise) in comparison to my 3. I'm only just starting to get used to it but it handles a lot differently and I miss my own car even if does eat more gas. I'll say the seats are pretty comfy, but the material seems like it's a magnet for stains. I'm driving the bottom rung of Sentra that doesn't have a clicky thing to unlock your doors and no electronic means to adjust your mirrors. No big deal as a commuter car but I do very much miss my remote starter. Once you have one you can't look become spoiled by running into a warm vehicle. I'm also confused by the cupholder, which apparently can't hold just one cup because it slides all over the place. It works better if you have 3 bottles of something in there, then there's no room for liquids to rattle around and spill. I've already spilled my coffee a bunch of times because he was sitting in there all by himself without any bottle buddies.

I'm really exhausted, but work's been a lot better. I've been able to work through all my plans even though the market has still been volitile I think people are now getting used to it and realize that while it might be down 200 points one day it'll be up again within a few days. I hate to be the bearer of bad news but rich guys like Warren Buffet made their money buying into things on the cheap when stocks were low and undesireable and waited it out until the market got better and realized a significant gain on the initial investment. If you're a skiddish investor then don't buy into something risky...period. I think what happens is that people get greedy and they see that their pal bought into Fund X and was bragging about how he made a ton of money and then they decide they want to get in on the action. The difference here however is the market timing. If you're buying when everyone else has realized something is hot, it's going price is going to be a lot higher and you're not guaranteed to see the same return your friend did.

If it were that easy to get rich, everyone would be rich. I'm not saying that investing is bad, quite the opposite in fact but I think your average Joe doesn't know what he's doing and jumps into something for all the wrong reasons and then ends up lamenting his decision. Be smart and educate yourself about what your money is going into; don't assume it's good just because other people said it was.

I'm reminded of a Simpsons episode where Bart Simpson for whatever reason found himself in a position where he received a lot of stock options into a company. I believe he had an idea for a comic strip and a company bought him out and paid him purely in stock. While it was going strong they literally handed people stock like napkins. I think they had them printed on their toilet paper. Later on the company goes under, totally bankrupt and he goes back to them asking about his money because he's got like 3,000 shares of this thing. Unfortunately 3,000 shares of something that's worth nothing is nothing.

It just goes to show that you can learn anything from the Simpsons.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Crash and Survey

I recently got into a car accident. As such my mind is wandering all over the place and I kind of want to space out but at the same time I think it's important to write otherwise my mind might very well explode from too many things being inside of it.

What's your name? Kelly, although I'm having an identity crisis now since I can't seem to remember my new married name.

Where do you live? Right here...for now until the house is done and then we'll be back in my old hometown.

How old are you? 25 going on 26 in a few weeks. Unfortunately due to all the house stuff I'll likely be busy painting and packing and cleaning.

What are you doing right now? Watching "When Harry met Sally." I love the old married couples in between scenes talking about how they met. I particularly like the really old Asian couple and the old man keeps saying "wery" instead of "very." They are SO cute.

Favorite food? I am a lover of all food, but whenever I see duck on a menu I have to have it.

Dessert? I'm typically fond of tiramisu but I have to say those little mousse cup things at the wedding were RIDICULOUS. I could live off of those alone....although I'd be really fat and likely covered in zits.

Drink? I'm a big fan of the Canada Dry Green Tea Ginger Ale. Fizzy from the soda, refreshing from the tea and a nice palate cleanser from the ginger.

What do you want to be when you grow up? A better, less materialistic, less jealous, more kind, slightly less snarky version of who I am. I don't feel like I've hit the point where I really feel "grown up"

If you could have dinner with anyone, alive or dead, who would it be? I think it'd be pretty awesome to have dinner with Anthony Bordain. Even if he's really opinionated and mean I figure at very least we'll have an amazingly delicious meal, or something really weird like bone marrow.

If money weren't an object what kind of car would you drive? Probably some kind of small Japanese thing. I have a soft spot for the Lexus SC430 although that's not terribly family friendly.

If you were stranded on a desert island and you could pick just one thing to bring with you, what would it be? Trevor. Because I love him and I kind of already promised to spend the rest of my life with him plus...I have no real survival skills and would greatly need assistance to get into the groove of having no electricity, running water or internet.

In one word describe your...
Best friend: Blonde
Crush/Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Spouse: Trev-arrh
Pet: None
Means of Transportation: Rental
Home: Box-full (is that a word?)
Day: Rainy
Favorite CD: Round? lol
Job: 401(k)
Favorite color: Green
School: UConn
Computer: Toshiba
Hair: Chaos
Eyes: Almond

Sweater or sweatshirt? Sweater for sure. Sweats look sloppy.

Coach or Dooney? Coach...Dooney looks like what 14 year olds would carry.

Jeans or Khakis? Jeans if given a choice but khakis tend to be more work appropriate.

Heels or flats? Heels for work, flats for shopping and general walkability.

Drink or smoke? Drink...smoking is disgusting.

Red or Blue? Well since I live in Connecticut I guess I'm a Blue state.

White after Labor Day? Sure, just be careful of spills.

Candy or flowers? Flowers I guess. Candy makes me feel fat and zit-y

Rain or Shine? Shine!

Cats or Dogs? Dogs...they're significantly less likely to scratch your eyes out.

McDonalds or Burger King? Hmmm...I'd pick Whoppers over Big Macs. But Burger King hasn't banned trans fats yet so it's a hard call.

Coffee or tea? Coffee, but I do like both very much.

Single or taken? Married

Comedy or Tragedy? Comedy. I don't really like to be upset by movies.

Cars or trucks? Cars. I can't figure out how to back-up safely in big vehicles and I like backing up into my parking spots.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Yes, We Can

I guess it'd be really weird if I didn't mention the election. It'd be kind of like ignoring the elephant in the room. It's a historic time and I'm sure many of us will be talking about this for a very long time.

What I don't really perhaps...grasp is the whole racial undertone to it. I know it's historically valid and important to be the first African American President but at the same time it's not as though I voted for a race, you (hopefully) vote for a person, an individual you hope is competent and lives up to their promises. Perhaps if I were also African American it would speak more to my own personal strife and experience and the general historicness would resonate in me with a more profound significance. It's hard to say. Perhaps sometime in my lifetime we might have an Asian American President and I'll be able to have something to compare it to. You simply never know.

If nothing else, I think this proves that anyone really can be President. All the little girls and little boys really can see an extension of themselves up there in a position of great importance and know it's possible to attain. I think that in it self is a great pattern to start.

I won't rant at great length about my political beliefs because you'll almost always realize that there will be people you greatly care about, respect and have befriended do not share your opinion and will find it somehow in your best interest to berate you about how wrong you are. I don't know why, but politics has a way of lighting a fire in people and dividing them when everyone's entitled to their own opinion. Be it a snarky, annoying, or just plain offensive one your opinion is your own and you're entitled to hold it.

In any case, it's a riveting time to be alive during. People are losing their homes with defaulted loans. The economy is like a rollercoaster. We have the first Black President. I can't help but wonder what's up next.