What to Order for Lunch

Here was our conversation while at lunch. We took a road trip today. Pictures to follow.

Emily: So what are you going to order?

Boyfriend: I can't decide. I'm going to have to narrow it down. He thinks about it, looking at the menu again. Looks up.

Boyfriend: I can tell you one thing though.

Emily[distracted]: What's that?

Boyfriend: I'm not getting "Tom's Sausage". I can't order sausage that has another man's name in front of it. It's out of the question. He looks back at the menu sadly.

And really, what's left to say after that?

My $37 Chair.

Okay. I bought this chair awhile ago at Target. Remember?

And I said that I would make a slipcover thing for it. Remember??

Well, I finally did.

I bought some heavy fabric at Jo-Anne's. It was on clearance and then fifty percent off of that price. Score. $12. Total.
I didn't measure anything. I just kind of cut the shape, hemmed, did the corners, etc. I did make one mistake and had to fix it, but that is neither here nor there. The top/back of the chair was the easiest thing. I made sure the fabric was facing the same direction as the seat, then sewed it up like a pillow case.
And voila! Chair slipcover. Not too bad, if I do say so myself.

Anyone else working on some sewing or crafting?

P.S. Thanks so much for everyone that is voting for me. The odds are so slim, I know, but it means a lot that people are still taking the time to vote for me.

You Screen, I Screen

While cruising around our local ghetto, we stopped at a second hand store. I found this:



It's wrought iron. It's heavy. I love it.

It was supposed to go in front of the fireplace, but we really wanted the design to stand out so Jeremiah removed the legs and the brass balls (heeeheee) on top and hung it for me.

It needs to be moved a bit, but for now we are loving it. I don't even mind the stumps/screws at the bottom (although Jeremiah offered to hacksaw them off for me) because it adds to its character. It is unique, most likely there aren't too many people who have this, and I LOVE repurposing stuff. And I love a good deal - $20. Jeremiah bargained with him. Not bad for unique art!


p.s. Thank you for all of you that are voting daily! I truly appreciate it. I know that my chances are slim and there are people way ahead of me, but it honestly doesn't hurt to try. The realization that I could write a post each day and have someone pay me to do it...wow. So thanks again.

p.p.s. Also, we've got some great posts coming up. That's the royal we. I mean I have some posts coming up. Some tattoo stuff, some WHITE CABINETS, the chair has a new slipcover, etc. Stay tuned! I've nearly finished the huge amounts of work for school & school, so I might have a little more blogging time!

Do You Love Me? Really, Really Love Me?

Okay. So you know I like to write, right? Well here is a chance for me to do it for more people. Imagine ME spreading the joy DAILY. Getting paid MONEY to write. Holy.Cow. Would you help me? Would you?

Every day you can click on this link:

http://www.sam-e.com/job/entries/371

and you can vote for me. Every day that you vote gets me closer to winning the contest. And you KNOW that I would love this opportunity. I would. Like, you wouldn't have to get me a Christmas present. Or anything. I would simply love for you to click this link and vote for me. EVERY.SINGLE.DAY. Just until the contest is over.

So mull it over for a minute. Think about whether I am worthy. Then click the link. Go on, you can do it. Click, click, click, click.

Oh, look, here I am again:


Good Mood Gig from SAM-e

Thanks.

p.s. Doesn't this totally sound like a PBS fundraiser? "If you would like more quality blog posts like this one, please show your support today. Your donation of ONE vote daily will provide this blogger with the opportunity to write for money."
p.p.s Tell your family and friends, too.
p.p.p.s. Please and thank you.

Tattoo YOU

I think that the biggest question/comment I get on the blog (see how I make funny about the fact that you all read my blog and no one comments?) is this:

Emily, what do you and Boyfriend do on the weekends now that you can't swim?

Well, dear readers, while technically it is still swimming season, the pool has gotten colder.

So instead of swimming this weekend, we got tattoos.

Hold on. Oh, yup. I hear my mom screaming.

Let me just say this:

• Mine has been about ten years in the making. I've wanted one since college.
• It is something that I can say I will honestly love forever.
• It has nothing to do with Boyfriend.
  
• I knew what I wanted in August and have been waiting ever since.
• It is personal and I won't been sharing any information about mine.
• It is not in a highly visible area.
  
• Jeremiah's is awesome (his Christmas present) and I will be showing pics and details of his.
  
• That's it.

So more details to come! Lurk if you like, comment if you wish. I wish you to comment, but whatever.

Hot Boths

We ordered Chinese food from the Phoenix version of the Botulism Pagoda on Saturday. Jeremiah reads his fortune, makes a face, and says, "Um, I think this one was supposed to go to you."

Check out Jeremiah's fortune:
I don't know what is funnier, the idea of Jeremiah taking a bubble bath or that they misspelled bath. I laughed so hard little bits of fortune cookie flew out of my mouth.




P.S. Right now we are listening to Green Day's American Idiot (on vinyl, of course).

Ummm...Abraham Washington?

It started on Saturday, when we were picking out some burlap at Jo-Anne's. Jeremiah was making fun of me because I forgot pi. Which, any other time, I would have totally remembered. Even if I didn't remember from high school math, I remember because Rachel made her math teacher husband a pie with pi on the top on 3/14. But on Saturday, I forgot.

And then Jeremiah starts talking about diameter and radius and forget about it.

So on Sunday night, as we are getting ready for bed, he announced that everybody should know how to find pi, diameter, and radius.

So I immediately take offense.

"Oh, really?" I said. "Everybody? Well, I happen to believe that everybody should know who gave fireside chats to Americans."

His eyes g0t big and he got a grin on his face. He sucked in his breath and I said, "Hah! I can't believe you don't know that! Everyone knows that!" His response was, "You didn't let me finish! Abraham...(and he's watching me to check my response)Washington?"

At which point I started laughing. For about five minutes. And he demanded to know who it was. I wouldn't tell. I told him he had to wait until I blogged the answer.

We continued on with the trivia until I brought up Euripides, which is when he said, "Euripides and I kick your ass. Get it? You rip these and I kick your ass!"

And that is when trivia night ended.

p.s. FDR