Hoo boy, what a weekend.

DH and I went on a cruise that his company sponsored. Here we are at the beginning of the night. (Notice my *way* shorter hair - I loves it! I'm looking a wee bit windblown because the cabbie on the way over totally didn't put up the windows.)

Let's just say being stuck on a boat with an open bar for many many hours was not good to me. Let's just put it out there; I was *wasted,* college-style. Classy, I was not. I dropped it like it's hot and it wasn't pretty. There was dancing. There was an after party that ended at 3am. I am WAY too old for this.

Most of DH's work folks were very nice. They were as tipsy as I was. I totally got hit on by one guy who didn't speak the good English. I still got it. *snap* Then I got hit on by another dude who TOTALLY gave me the creeps. I mean, ew. There's a point where you can be overly-complimentary and totally icky.

The rest of the weekend I spent painting our place. Here's the MB (it's still drying so please excuse the patchy-ness.)

See how it looks scary avocado-ish? I'm glad it dries down to a wonderful leafy green. I'm still not convinced about Corn Hush, though. It looks pretty minty. Hmm...

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Just a little snip

Spontaneously cut 6" of my hair off this afternoon. I love it. Pics to follow.

Chips

Hi folks! Sorry I haven't posted in a while - we finally got the keys to our townhouse!

DH and I come home every evening, throw on some old clothes and head on over to paint. (It is rather convenient that we're only moving a block.) Right now we're finishing up the master bedroom. We went with Behr Corn Husk Green (400D-4) for three walls and an accent wall of Grape Leaves (400D-6). Corn Husk is more minty than I thought it would be. And Grape Leaves was *totally* scary looking 70s-ish avocado when it first went on. It has since dried to a lovely leafy green.

I know our colors tend to be a lot bolder than most would choose. However, DH and I have very contemporary design taste and bold colors make the clean lines much more interesting.

And if the worst happens, we paint again. Huzzah!

Next up: Cool Dusk (550F-4) for the guest bedroom. I'm already wondering if it's too gray and not enough blue. Pictures this weekend!

Dual citizenship cake

We try not to inflame tensions between our desserts.

Anglo-American relations

I would like to wish everyone a very happy Independence Day.
DH would like wish everyone a happy Insurgency Day.

To discuss Anglo-American relations, I leave you with clips from Eddie Izzard, a cross-dressing English comedian. (He's also the star of the show "The Riches" if you've ever seen that.)

Oh sweet mother Mary...

Today I reached a new low.

Let me set the scene: The entire office took a 15 minute break and gathered in the center of the room to attend the retirement party for one of my co-workers. Yes, that's right - give us 30+ years of your life and we will celebrate over brownies for 15 minutes. Anywho... the point is that everyone was there.

I had been standing in the crowd for ten minutes when a woman taps me on the shoulder. "Uhm," she whispered, "your skirt isn't zipped up." I put my hands over my behind and yup, there's a big hole. "Oh my god," I whisper back, as I slowly retreat to the ladies room.

As I'm walking there, I think to myself, "Didn't I zip it up this morning? I'm sure I did." And when I reach the restroom, I realize three things:

1. Yes, I did zip it up this morning.
2. The zip is completely busted, meaning the zipper is at the top and the teeth have torn themselves apart.
3. I have on a thong and the entire "T" of the thong (including tush!) has been on show for God-knows how long.

Now I'd like to point out that 1) this skirt fits, it's even a little big and 2) I bought it three days ago. The zipper should not have busted.

Now the story gets worse. I manage to get the zipper half way down the zip, thus "re-zipping" the top of the zipper but still leaving a sizable hole where the teeth won't close. I man-handle this skirt for another four or five minutes before completely breaking the zipper pull OFF one side.

I now have a huge hole exposing my tush with no way to fix it. I contemplate telling my boss I have to go home. No go - I have meetings that I absolutely cannot miss. I've been out of the office since Thursday and this week is short enough with the holiday.

So what's a girl to do? I can't pin it because it would require about five pins and would still be on display every time I stood up. I decide that I shall have to break my rule about looking put-together at the office. Desperate times = desperate measures.

I hiked my skirt up so that the hole was covered by my sweater. What was once a neat, knee-length pencil skirt became a mini. I then grabbed my emergency fleece shawl neck cardigan (worn ONLY on casual Fridays and even then ONLY at my desk) and threw it on. It covered my tush enough that I felt I could make it through my meetings with some strategic notebook placement while walking the halls.

I made it through the day even though I got some really strange looks from people.

Gap is going to get a mouthful when I return that blasted skirt tomorrow.