Ack!

Seriously?!? WHY would you allow yourself to leave the house looking like this?

Oh you look so beautiful tonight in your sexy boots

Who doesn't like U2?  This one's for Jenn, who I'm sure is even more excited then I am.  I just downloaded the new U2 single "Get On Your Boots" on iTunes.  It's good - different from most of their previous work.  I'm not a music critic so I won't try to describe it eloquently.  But I just really like it.  Plus who wouldn't love a song with the chorus "Sexy boots / get on your boots".  It's lighthearted.  

By the way, did you all see Bono and the boys perform for Obama on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial?  "City of Blinding Lights" will forever take on new meaning to me.  

My sentiments, exactll.

FREAKIN' ADORABLE

...here's the link to S & L's blog while they are in Colombia.

Picture of the Day

Wow. This blog is dead.

I'm not sure what happened, exactll. The blog was alive and kickin' not so long ago. And, it's not even a year old! Who knew it was so easy for a blog to curl up and die. It's sad. I guess I sort of blame the holidays. Well, and the election. Both took up WAY too much of our time. And J and I were discussing just today (at work via gmail chat) that Facebook also has distracted us. And apparently so has gmail chat! *sigh* I don't know... it's not like there's nothing to write about.

1. New niece
2. P and I are going to Colombia to meet her for the first time (my very first international trip -- other than Canada)
3. The Harry Potter Exhibition is coming to Chicago
4. Trip planned to NY for my dad's 60th birthday
5. Trip planned to Denver to see J and to visit Mesa Verde for the first time.

You'd think that'd spark some posts, huh? Maybe it's the winter blahs. Or the tax season blahs. But I don't think the taxes have much to do with it. I see them all day every day, so I'm sort of used to them. And my taxes are simple. The most difficult thing I have is a rollover. How do you know it's time to end a rambling blog post? When you start talking about taxes (not to mention rollovers). Oy vey.

All the single ladies...

For those not as obsessed with Beyoncé as me, here's the real video to one of her latest singles. As you must know by now, I love videos with lots of synchronized dancing, so you can imagine how I feel about this.

The SNL parody is equally as entertaining.

Mi Sobrina Nueva

I can't believe it's taken me THIS long to announce to our millions of blog readers that P and I are tíos! Mi hermano y nuestra cuñada are adopting a baby from Colombia, and we couldn't be more excited. S & L leave for Colombia very soon to pick up little Carmen Elizabeth. P and I are hoping to visit them while they are in Colombia. More details on that as they are available. In the meantime, I have two things to share with you. The first is a picture.



Second, Carmen asked me to help her with something. Turns out she absolutely loves Shakira. In honor of that, she's created this video to share. She's super excited about her trip to the States, and hopes to tour very soon. With that, I give you Shakira (feat. Carmen Elizabeth).

Cancer Panic, redux

So. Our loyal readers will remember that a few months back, I had a mole removed. My dermatologist was anything but pleasant, so I switched to someone new. This last weekend (and while in the shower), I convinced myself that two moles on my abdomen had changed in size. Needless to say, cancer panic set in. I was originally scheduled for a follow-up visit in March, but I called first thing Monday morning to change my appointment to 1/9/09.

Problems with my own hypochondria aside, there was a night and day difference in my visit. The dermatologist was (1) pleasant, (2) caring and (3) could read me like a book. He calmed me down and even offered to remove the moles -- even though he felt like they were just ordinary moles -- if I wanted. I wanted. I am writing to you with two fewer moles, and a lot calmer than I was this morning. And the best part is, I don't have to go for another appointment for a whole year, AND I can get the results over the phone! A-Hole dermatologist, take note. This is how one practices good bedside manner.

What Not to Wear, J Edition

Below is the actual text of my email to TLC's "What Not to Wear" nominating J for a complete makeover. Please note that many of the buzzwords from my email (i.e. "fashion diaster", etc.) were required to nominate someone. I'm not THAT mean. Well, maybe I am a bit... catty:

from: D
to: WhatNotToWear@bbcnyproduction.com
date: Mon, Dec 29, 2008 at 1:12 PM
subject: nomination!

Name: J
Location: Denver, CO
Age: 34
Size: 8-10
Height: 5' 6"
Occupation: program manager
Married
No Children
Personality: J is hysterical and lovable. She is always making others laugh. Her style? Well... a style of convenience would probably best describe it. She loves free and she loves cheap. She also LOVES (capitalization intentional) comfort. She is a disaster for several reasons. In a previous career, she was a lawyer. She would wear VERY unprofessional attire (examples: fleece pants and pilly sweaters). She rarely does anything with her hair. Make-up? What is make-up?? She wears next to nothing in the make-up department.
Upcoming event: J's 35th birthday is in June, and her husband turns 40 in October.
Photos: I am including two examples illustrating J's "fashion sense". The first is her sitting on a barrel (she's the one of the far left of the photo). The second is of her (2nd from right) with three female friends. This photo illustrates how she stands out compared to others.

Then there was a paragraph including my contact information, which I'm not sharing with all of the people on these Internets. What pictures did I include, you ask? Well:





Admittedly, not THE most offensive pictures of J, but still.

What Not to Wear

Happy New Year!

Sometime over the holidays David offered to nominate me for WNTW. I wanted to post my avatar for his use in his quest to get me some fine clothes and a trip to NYC.