I love twitter. I do. I find it highly entertaining. It is the major source of most of my news whether it is a major global event or a major celebrity break up and every time I need to find information it is where I go. That being said, I have noticed that people can be really mean to celebrities on twitter to a point where it can become comical. When I found this video of "Celebrities Read Mean Tweets" on Jimmy Kimmel it had me dying laughing because the thought of these things a) being read aloud and b) being read aloud by the actual celebrity is not only so incredibly simple but it is so incredibly funny.
It's a true lesson for me in not taking myself or criticism about me too seriously. Without further adieu I give you this amazing YouTube video:
Apparently this is a routine sketch on Jimmy Kimmel. News to me. I now need to go watch all of them.
Have you ever seen these before?
Did Mindy Kaling make you die laughing…I am kind of obsessed and want to be her BFF.
Since I am heading to see the three lovelies this weekend I figured it is only fitting that I recap our mid-May adventure in...wait for it…The Woodlands. There are few people in life that you will ever be like let's all go hang out in The Woodlands (and be ridiculously excited about it) but these are them.
We planned a quick weekend trip to celebrate Hayley's 30th birthday. After surviving major traffic from all directions, we finally arrived feeling very not-refreshed. We were in need of a day drink and we figured Tommy Bahama at Market Street was the perfect place to pretend we were somewhere tropical with a delicious drink in our hand. Problem solved.
We had plans to go to the pool, plans to lay out but somehow managed to spend all afternoon catching up at our "hotel" for the weekend and later headed straight back to Market Street for dinner and after dinner wine at Cru. We seriously did nothing but eat and drink at Market Street the entire weekend. I've gotta hand it to Market Street- way to provide a great weekend getaway for us.
The next day was Sunday so Anne left us and Hayley and I had "birthday eve" drinks since Hayley's birthday was Monday…and since kicking off Hayley's birthday involved a 5am airport drop-off, I didn't think pictures were a necessity that morning.
Happy 30th Hayley!
Every time we are together it is like we haven't missed a beat….still the same people just a little older…a few less boy problems, a few more real world problems but the same nonstop talking problem. Counting down to our next reunion!
Here is where we stand on my list of outstanding stories for those of you who care/who are keeping track/or who are like me and just like crossing things off lists:
Easter
Washington DC with LC and JC (not the JC in the sky)
Culture Thursdays with S
My 30th Birthday weekend with Kristina in town
Friends and Fundraisers
Virginia weekend wedding vacation
Baby Shower-ing
Mother's Day Snippets
Chloe discovers a ladder
College besties reunion weekend
Las Vegas
This brings us to a lovely afternoon of ridiculousness entitled Chloe discovers a ladder.
About a month ago we had about 4 things that needed to be fixed by maintenance in our apartment…. Sidenote: We have realized that in lieu of a house anytime in our near future, we are going to focus on this little gem that is the beauty of an apartment- they fix things for you.
Now these various requests did not all accumulate on the same date. It was a process….
first one light when out in the kitchen…
then two, then four out of six, then we were practically in the dark making cereal (because that is all we cook in that kitchen)…
then the cosmetic holder piece of the blinds fell down (not the actual blinds)…
then the shower needed to be drained and was getting much worse...
then the fire alarm started chirping….you get the picture. Typically a fire alarm chirping will send the maintenance request over the edge for us. We spent one too many nights almost resorting to this:
This is not a joke. Gregg had to get out the step ladder and take the fire alarm off the ceiling in the middle of the night to hit the button to reset it, which in fact sets it off loudly as if there is an actual fire. This leads to mass midnight chaos- Chloe flying off the bed; Me sprinting out that we are going to wake up the entire building; And then after pressing it enough times it stops. And so this goes on all weekend since this also always happens on a weekend when maintenance is not working….
The real reason it takes longer to submit these is because maintenance requests are now a bigger ordeal because we have to stick Chloe in our bedroom all day, and I feel like she is traumatized and going to hate me when I return home. Gregg on the other hand could care less since Chloe spends all day in our bedroom anyways. Someday I am going to be the worst mother because of this..I am already very aware.
So Thursday afternoon after calling in this laundry list of requests, I came home on my lunch hour to see if maintenance was done and I could let Chloe out. What did I find instead of anything fixed? I found a ladder in the middle of my kitchen and no maintenance worker in sight. Okay. So I called the leasing office and they told me they were at lunch and probably just brought the ladder up to fix everything after lunch. Okay that makes loads of sense. So now I have a cat locked in the bedroom and a ladder in the middle of the kitchen.
What did I do? What any other normal cat mother would do….I opened the door, let Chloe out and she proceeded to have the adventure of a lifetime…and I proceeded to document it….
Checking out this new giant contraption in the kitchen.
Having a paint splattered ladder in my kitchen is the most DIY I've ever been in my life
Hello.
I am never moving. Or I am not moving until you walk over here and carry me back into the bedroom because maintenance is coming back after lunch. Then I guess I am going to have to move.
And that my friends is fondly remembered as the day Chloe discovered a ladder. This is also why my Mom rolls her eyes at me and tells me I need a kid.
I love a good reality TV show but I am choosy and because of this I have every right to say I am not addicted to reality TV. I happen to have my own personal criteria and conveniently, all housewives-related and bachelor themed shows meet it. I suppose if you look at those shows you can figure out for yourself the specifics of my criteria…and if not then that is probably another post for another day.
Most recently I have fallen in love with Ladies of London. I am obsessed. I love it. A lot. Next to the Bachelorette, it is the first show I watch next off the DVR. That my friends is saying a lot.
Recently on the show there has been a lot of controversy between American and British characters and the root cause is the personality types and characteristics of the Americans. I have found this intriguing but didn't think much of it because hello it is a reality show and I do not know how much of this is just making up differences to make up drama.
Americans are in fact more outgoing with strangers, more passionate with their emotions (whether in a good or bad way) and more/less exclusive to making friends. You have to read the article and watch the show to completely understand the connection...but let's just say the most recent fight between Juliet and Annabelle kind of makes sense in real life. Granted most Americans probably don't scream on the sidewalk at their friends during 4th of July parties in other countries ending with one of them running into traffic to get in her private car; however, it would also not cause an additional fight analyzing the behavior. The behavior and the fight would be lumped together eliminating the need for two separate apologies.
Read the article. Watch the show. Thank me later.
Now you can say you are culturally diverse the next time someone judges your taste in TV which happens to me everyday of my life.
