Ick

Do you think she had to practice her strung-out look?

I need new pants

Seriously, I just can't win.

I'm a chronic overpacker. I bring everything. I bring everything and then things I didn't know I had. I pack a pair of pants for everyday, twice as many tops as I need, pairs of shoes that will never be worn and at least two dresses just in case. Then I end up in frustration because I have far too much luggage and finding anything is a nightmare. I wear the same things over and over because it means I don't have to go searching in my partially unpacked bag.

When we moved back up to Colorado two weeks ago I vowed that would not be the case. I would bring a few things, things that matched and were easily interchangable. I would hang everything up so it was easy to find. My empty luggage would fit under the bed.

I suppose I should rewind a little for those of you that are new here. Kent and I are in limbo at the moment. Our condo is still being rented but we had to come back from Texas so Kent can work. During the four-to-five week period between leaving San Antonio and moving back into our place we're staying with my parents.

Anyway, now that everyone's caught up please let me continue. I was meticulous this time. I brought four pairs of pants and three dresses that are work appropirate. I brought six shirts and four pairs of shoes. Everything seemed in order. But, as seems to often be the case, my hubris was punished. My first day back in the office I discovered a tear in my black capris. This was not a happy situation. They were ripped irrepairably. I could no longer go to work in them unless I wanted to look like the little matchstick girl. I was now down to three pairs of pants.

Beginning my second week I was beginning to think that three pairs of pants was not enough since I can only wear my jeans on Friday. However I was determined to make it work. Then, in the bathroom I pulled off the button of my second pair of pants. Not just any button of course, but the critical I-need-this-button-to-close-my-pants button. Clearly I was in trouble.

Now, in thanks for all my hard work and planning ahead I have to go buy at least one, possible two, new pairs of pants. I'm not going to lie, I can't say I mind.

I hate Blogger

By the way, I hate Blogger because it never formats my posts right when they have photos in them. Grr.

Picture and zip lines

Yesterday I promised that I'd post about my friend HK's trip and pictures. It's late, but I'm still on time! My friend (well, mine and Kent's friend...but she was my friend first) came to visit us the first weekend in May. We were really lucky because the weekend before HK came out my parents also came to visit. So lots of company in not much time! It was so fun to be able to show people around.

Anyway, the first full day that HK was in town we took her down to the Riverwalk. The Riverwalk has lots of places to eat and grab a beer if you're so inclined. We stopped at our favorite place, Waxy Murphy's, for a round of darts.

HK was better than me at darts but not as good as Kent. It's ok though, I got my revenge.

How did I get my revenge? Well I got a bullseye first! Too bad it was my one and only successful shot. Kent ended up winning anyway.

The next morning we dragged ourselves out of bed to go zipline at the Cypress Valley Canopy Tour. I am not too proud to admit that I was a little scared and almost chickened out at the first zip. I made HK and Kent go first and it was only the long line of people behind me that I was compelled to keep going. Looking back I can say it was really fun. Especially since I didn't fall to my death. Nor, it's important to add, did anyone else.

See, photo proof that we all survived. Please ignore that I'm wearing capris and tennis shoes. I know it looks ridiculous.

After our trip through the trees we took a detour up to Austin. I won't lie, the reason we went was mainly to eat at the Spicy Pickle, also known as the best sandwiches west of the Mississippi. According to HK and Kent were we also lucky because an arts festival was going on too. I don't know about that, crowds freak me out, but they had fun and we ate funnel cake so I guess it wasn't that bad.

After our long day of driving and zip lines we drove back to our apartment and napped. After we all woke up we played the American Idol game for Wii. It was definitely really fun although I kept trying to steal the mic from HK and take over her songs. Sorry HK, I hope you aren't mad!!

Here's one last picture of me and HK. Also, please leave a comment and tell me what you think about adding an online photo album. If I get a lot of positive feedback I'll add it.

Another update

I suppose it would be helpful to explain why I've been so busy. It's not all NPR listening and Wii game buying, unfortunately! No, the real reason that we are so busy is that we're getting ready to move again this weekend. We're leaving hellacious San Antonio to return to Denver where it snowed over the weekend. Some of you that are taking notes might wonder where we're going to live, since our renter isn't leaving until June 30th. Well, we'll be staying with my mom and dad, of course! Because we really didn't torture them enough the first time around.

Next, maybe you're wondering where we'll put all our stuff. To answer that question, we sure aren't foolish enough to move it ourselves again! If I never have to watch Kent move a couch up three flights of stairs again it will be too soon. We have movers coming at the end of the month to do the heavy lifting and packing. Kent will fly back down and order them around. Then they'll bring our stuff to our condo where I'll order them around. Kidding! We aren't jerks. Sheesh.

I have other stuff to talk about. Namely the fun things we did with our friend HK and pictures from that weekend. Also pictures and an update on what we did on our last weekend in San Antonio. Tomorrow, I swear!

Uh...really?

Oh so much to blog about...it might not fit all in one post.

First, here's a random fact for you. I was listening to NPR this morning and apparently there are three main things that are workplace problems.
1. Swearing in the office. While I agree that swearing is inappropriate at work there are occasions where a person might let a bad word slip. For example, when someone stubs her toe so hard on her desk she breaks it.
2. Gossip.
3. Drinking on the job. I'd sure love to meet these people. I think I could get them to buy me lunch at least a few times a week, depending on how soused they are.

Since I can't fill a whole post with things I learned on NPR I'll share another tidbit with you all. Yesterday Kent and I went on a trek to get a Wii Fit. Alas, they are almost impossible to find. That and MarioKart. Anyway. Not my point. We were talking to the very helpful Best Buy salesman about videogames. I'm sure most of you have heard of a little game called "Grand Theft Auto". The newest one, version four, was just released. We'd heard it was really fun but they don't make it for Wii. (And we aren't buying another gaming system.)

We asked him if GTA4 would ever be released for Wii and he told us it was unlikely. Apparently many people found the first (and only) version released to be somewhat disturbing. You use the Wii controllers like objects and not like traditional remotes...I guess that violent videogames became less fun when you actually had to make the moves like you were stabbing or choking someone, rather than pressing up up down right left.

Anyway, share that one with your friends. I'm sure they'll find it interesting like I did.

There is a season

San Antonio has two seasons. Summer and Hell. We're quickly approaching Hell which is one (more) reason that I'm very happy that soon we'll be making trails to return to Colorado.

Anyway. Since living in San Antonio I've been facing a very weird problem, one which I've never encountered before. I cannot for the life of me remember which month I'm in. If I don't have time to think about it I'm just as likely to say October as I am to say May. I can only chalk this up to the fact that the seasons don't change, hence I have nothing to gauge time by. I know I'm not just that dumb.

Seriously, growing up in Colorado people always joke about the unpredictable weather. The thing is, sure sometimes it's a little unpredictable but it's within somewhat normal parameters. I'm sorry, 90 degrees in December is just NOT normal. It's horrible and painful and definitely does not inspire the Christmas spirit.

I realize this is yet another post about weather, but it's really stupid when it doesn't change. I promise if you ever live in a climate that is nothing but hot and hotter weather everyday you too will forget the months.