“Sex in the City,” part deux

I saw “Sex in the City” again this weekend. My friend hadn’t seen the movie and I couldn’t let a “Sex in the City” fan go without seeing the movie, so I offered to join her for the flick, part deux. And I’ve got to say… the movie is still good the second time around! I still laughed. I still cried. I just can’t help it… the movie offers it all.

Now, if I could just dress like Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte or Samantha… anyone want to treat me to some Manolos?

 

Musing about geese

Okay, I just wanted to muse about all the Canadian geese around Montgomery County. Geese fly, but they never, ever take flight when it comes to crossing the road. Seriously, why is that? They line up in a perfect straight long and walk across the road. And they do it so slowly!

It is hilarious to see motorists come to a halt, just to let the geese pass by. Literally, traffic comes to a standstill for these geese, which most people consider a nuisance. But no one would ever consider hitting them with a car. Some motorists try blasting their horns to no avail. Geese just seem to be in their own world, living for the grass in the median strips of county roadways.

 

“Sex in the City” hits the big screen

I went to see the “Sex in the City” movie this weekend with my friend Amy. In the theater, we were surrounded by women of every race, culture and age because “Sex in the City” is ultimately about two truths – love and friendship. They are what every woman wants. And I am no exception. I have the friendships down pat and feel blessed to have such wonderful women in my life, from a dear sister to sorority/college friends, work friends, high school friends and now grad school friends.

But I am still searching for love and the movie fed into that fantasy. Yes, I know it is just a movie. Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha are just characters as are their men. But there is still something to be said about romance, passion and friendship all found in that special someone who pledges to love you and be your partner in life. I want my own Mr. Big (plot spoiler warning: without leaving me at the aisle), Steve (plot spoiler warning: without the cheating) or Harry! But like the early Carrie Bradshaw, I’m still a single girl in the city, building my career and spending time with my friends. I hold out hope that my search for love will end much like Carrie’s in the movie… happily ever after.

 

Minty returns

I have been decidedly absent from my blog. My vows of keeping my blog going were thrown out the window once I finished up the semester. Yes, I still like blogging, but life took over.

It’s almost as if my grad school classes kept my life at bay. I went out with friends and family during the semester, but I kept many of my week nights free for classwork. When the classes ended, the flood gates opened and I filled every night with something. It really didn’t matter what–dinner with friends, dinner with family, meetings or errands. I just had to get out and away from my laptop.

It has felt so good to have all this time on my hands and absolutely no homework. I feel as if I have finally caught up with friends. I even feel more productive at my day job because I am not stressing about homework assignments. These last few weeks have been–dare I say it–refreshing and fun!

But all good things come to an end. In my head, I have a countdown clock that is ticking its way toward Tuesday, May 20 – the start of summer classes. I’ve even gone so far as to tell my friends and family to get their quality time with me now. After May 20, I will go back to my couch, my laptop and my darkened house to do homework.

And when those days come, I will start two new countdown clocks… one that counts down to my vacation and another that counts down the end to my master’s degree program. Vacation = August 2008, Master’s degree = August 2009. I keep getting closer as each day passes.

 

Holy Mojo!

Blogger AZBrannocks recently dug up a little known secret in the world of home sales… stick a tiny statue of St. Joseph in your yard and your home will sell. Granted, I don’t know if anything will help in today’s market, but I do know the power of the Saint.

My former next door neighbor had her home on the market for ages and no one was biting. She learned about the St. Joseph secret and set about burying him in her yard. I had never heard of such a thing, maybe because I’m not Catholic. Or maybe because I had never had to sell a house before. Who knows?

All I do know is that she had to bury the little figurine a certain distance from the house and in a certain position for it to work. At first, I thought she was a little nuts. Come on, how could a little figurine make a difference?

All I know is that her home finally sold! I don’t know if it was the figurine, the homeowner’s own prayers, or the fact that she lowered her asking price. Regardless, the home that had been on the market for months finally sold.

So AZBrannocks… get thee to a shovel and put your Saint back in the ground. You’re not selling now, but if you ever choose to upgrade, you’ll want the luck of the Joe working for you! When I finally put my place up for sale, I’ll be rushing out to the nearest Catholic store for my own special Saint statue

 

Since it’s my birthday week

… I get to post whatever makes me smile. And for me, it is my favorite YouTube video, which was made even more entertaining after spending time with my cousins. We saw the video on America’s Funniest Home Videos and I spent many days later being asked to do my imitation of the cat. And I must admit, I do a good “Don Piano.”

Here’s the transcript:

Oh, long John. Oh, long Johnson. Oh, Don Piano. Why I ought to all the live long day.

 

Even Aussies go for cupcakes

The Examiner’s Yeas and Nays bloggers spotted actor Russell Crowe at my favorite stand-in-line cupcake place, Georgetown Cupcake.

What I want to know is how he got tipped off that there would even be cupcakes in stock? I didn’t score the tasty treats until my third visit!

Oh well, I now know that my taste buds work well… famous folks agree with my cupcake store of choice. Thanks for backing me up, Russell!

 

The great cupcake taste test to continue…

After Blogging It In raved about other cupcake bakeries, I just know that the cupcake taste test will have to continue. Next up will have to be Cakelove for its strawberry or (can I say yum?) its peanut butter cupcake. I also plan to sample the wares at the Baltimore Cupcake Company, which has flavors as decadent-sounding as Kahlua and cream and fudge brownie.

If anyone knows any other cupcake spots about town, give me a holler… and I’ll get my taste buds ready. Right now, I’m still waiting for my taste buds to fully recover from my bout with the rhinovirus, and then I’ll be raring to sample more treats.

 

Not so minty fresh… was it the cupcakes? or the e. coli adventures?

My partner-in-crime on my cupcake taste testing was Jenny. Besides blogging about her life in D.C. in Jenny from the Farm, Jenny has started a new and silly Tumblr blog about the misadventures of a stuffed e. coli. Yes, Jenny is the proud owner of a stuffed animal-like e. coli bacteria made by the Giantmicrobes corporation.

Her new blog, called “Tales from a giant microbe called e. coli,” takes you out on the town with e. coli, which she keeps stashed in her bag. As she points out, the name is e. coli, not e or coli. And e. coli is getting around… Verizon Center, church, and even cupcake testing with us! You can even spot me and e. coli sharing a bite together

The odd thing is that I woke up with a cold on Saturday. Was it the cupcakes? Or was it the devilish antics of Mr. e. coli? Granted, I didn’t have any of the common e. coli ailments. I had a stuffed nose, sore throat, and watery eyes. But maybe e. coli invited his friend, Rhinovirus,  over to visit. I’m not feeling so minty anymore. Maybe now I need to go out and get a stuffed Rhinovirus and spread the love…

 

Why I shouldn’t leave my sister alone in my house

She turns my pumpkin into a pirate. Arg!