A lunch break blogger, just writing to hear herself talk.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Thursday Ramblings

Anyone else washing their hands for the full 20 seconds these days in honor of Kidd? I also almost cried when I broke a chip in the queso the other day. I did see this cartoon the other day and for some reason it basically cured me of my mourning Kidd. The idea of him being Heaven's morning show DJ... it just made me so overwhelmingly happy!



Speaking of washing hands, why do people, before trying to only use one paper towel, go ahead and tear off two?! Try it, people. Just TRY only using one paper towel. It's PLENTY when drying your hands after going potty.

I can barely contain my excitement about the news of Ellen hosting the Oscars! I think Ellen ranks first on my "If I could have dinner with any living person on the planet" list. Tavi Gevinson is in my top three. No shame.


I have GOT to get back to clean eating. Now. Starting RIGHT. MEOW. I can do this I can do this I can do this. (while editing this draft, I ate a mini Twix. CURSES! UGH! I'm so weak)

Missed a huge chunk of hair when curling this morning. Right above my right ear. Big ole chunk o' straight. Woopsie. Not fooling anyone with my "beachy waves" today.

I have found it. The perfect bra. It keeps everything where I like it all day. No shoving your hand down your shirt and adjusting (hawt mental image right there) Clearance at Dillards - $9.99 or something like that. It's a-mah-zing. It's "Cabernet" brand? I think that's like Dillard's brand... whatever. I need 6 more.

NOLA. Sept 30-Oct 1. SPE Annual Technical Conference. Be there. I'll be there. We'll throw a nerd party. BYOC (Calculator)

The Puppy Brother version of the AT&T "It's Not Complicated" Commercial. OMG. I die. That little girl's mind blown nod cracks me up:


Someone is spying on me. With a phone planted in my office somewhere. I keep hearing a "buzz buzz" exactly like an iPhone when it gets a text message. But it's not my iPhone. I checked the obvious places: taped under the desk, under my desk chair, under my guest chairs... you know... where people typically hide things in thrillers. No dice. I'm losing my mind.

I want to clean and organize things. ALL THE THINGS! I think it's all the back to school talk? And all these organizer things out and about? Like last night, I bought a 1" binder at Target just because it was pretty (navy with gold foil polka dots? I mean... c'mon. I had to) and I have no use for it... but I want to have a use for it! I ALMOST envy teachers. I love watching them pin classroom organization stuff on Pinterest and I'm like, I wanna be a teeeeeeeeacher and then I remember, no... wait... wait a second... I do not like to be around children I am not related to. Now I remember. So I would like to organize/simplify/decorate our office, instead.
Love this wall color... just not sure I can convince D to paint a room we are rarely in

I mean... it's really the furry chair and random wall twig that makes me love this image so much. 

Love the androgyny of this one... but with a less lame lamp, I think.

Ohhhh Lucite organization... you make my heart sing.



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Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Me, Myself and Eye

If taking selfies in the car were a sport, I'd go pro.  I'm considering a vanity-riddled series called "The Many Faces of Arica" where I just post all the ridiculous selfies I've taken lately. I chalk it up to growing up with America's Next Top Model. Always trying to 'find the light'. And, I mean, some pretty successful photographers promote selfie-taking as a way of playing with angles and learning how to photograph people in a flattering way. So since I'm not a photographer, that doesn't really justify this hobby of mine but it does make me fell better about the hobby. So I'll take it.

However, a few weeks ago, prior to our company golf tournament, I was early to the course so I was sitting in the car... taking selfies, of course. Little did I know, I was doing a 'before' photo shoot.







Ok, I should stop and mention that I was attempting to get a particularly pathetic shot to include in a post about how I had to get up at 5am on a Saturday, drive almost twice as far as I usually do for work just to play golf. 







Okay, again, I should stop and explain that these pictures were starting to remind me of "Hot girls making ugly faces"... have you guys seen this? Average looking girls take their best flattering "Hot girl" pictures and put them next to their best "ugly face" pictures... it's. hilarious. Look it up. It's totally a testament to the fact that angles and filters and lighting make all the difference. Here are a few.




So then I went and played golf with these yahoos. We were trying to look like we were drunk and leaning on our drivers... idk if it really came across in the photo... oh well. And Andrew! Not leaning. Lame.


All that narcissism before the tournament only to get some pollen or something that I was allergic to in my eye at the golf tournament, have my right eye swell closed like Hitch, terrify everyone in the clubhouse when I took my sunglasses off at the end of the day, get four Benedryl shoved down my throat, and also get a sunburn on my nose. This is how I ended the day.


Oh hey, hot stuff. Cool selfie. High note: I won the lady's long drive contest with only one eye. Granted, there were only 2 other girls in the tournament... details, details.
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Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Photo Dump Blogging


This is what my phone corrects "Booboo" to... Booboise. So... Lori is now nicknamed Booboise. She says she's always felt like she looked like a Booboise. :)

Greenz :)

Kanye likes the green stuff

D offered to pack for me for the weekend! This was the list he was to pack and below is the list I packed. He did a really good job! Other than for no real reason he packed six extra t shirts. 
"Just in case" 

Things I do not trust him to pack... the list is pretty short though!

The picture I sent my mom to apologize for D breaking her pick ax.

Perv thought I wouldn't take a picture of him if he had Kanye's balls in the picture. Wrong-o.

Full disclosure: What our home looks like when the maid goes on her summer vaca. 
Neither of us think cleaning is a very high priority. 
That lamp is still broken from a freak Just Dance party accident

Take the Jeep to the public pool day! So colorful!

Thank you, Starbucks, for understanding me. #roar

D took a staycation day a few weeks back... when I text him to see how his day was going, this was the response I got.

I know exactly the voice and hand gesture he used when saying "OH NOOOO"

Kanye got a Kermie toy!!! Jenna Marbles, be my best friend!

Gainz in my desk drawer!

I think... I think maybe my car needs an alignment. 

Mel's morning insight in to the inner workings of her brain that cracked me the hell up.

TRIPLETS! (It's funny because the two on the left are ACTUALLY a part of a set of triplets)
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Thursday, August 1, 2013

August?!

How. Did. That. Happen?!

I, like every other girl on the planet (it's a statistic, I read it somewhere), love calendars (and also lists and sticky notes). I get such a kick out of ripping a month off my desk calendar or when my Outlook calendar hops to the next month. I have to resist putting every single thing I have planned on my desk calendar at work. Vendors do not need to know about when I need to start my new birth control or my next eyebrow wax appointment (I promise, it will be soon, I saw my eyebrows in that ear cuff picture from yesterday. Yowzah). But I have to actively remind myself of that. "Arica... does that BELONG on a work calendar that lays on your desk for all to see?" "No, Arica, it does not." "Good girl, Arica"

Anyway, August holds lots of fun, fun, fun!

Kim's Bachelorette (this was my favorite engagement pic!)

A weekend at the San Luis Resort with my Mel and our men
(I assume pictures of the weekend will look something like this)

Wanderlust Austin tickets go on sale this month and me
and this bendy little thing plan to attend in November.
This is a wonderfully old pic from my apartment in Lubbock :)

This cutie patootie's dirty thirty is this month
(the tall one. the short one's dirty first birthday is NEXT month)

And Carla is getting maaaaaaaaaarried! 

Although I'd normally want to tell 2013 to hold it's horses, it's flying by way too fast, I'm quite excited to see all the funness awaiting me on the new page of my calendar.
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