VACATION BOUND!

Wilson and I are vacation bound.  Where are we going do you ask dear Internet? Well let me tell you...

BELIZE!!!!!!!

That's right - sunshine, unlimited bar, sunshine, no work and sunshine! 

I will be back in a week, the same pale shade I am now (due to a large hat and copious amounts of SPF 45) but relaxed and happier (due mainly to lots of vacation sex with Wilson)!

Have a lovely week and I will raise a glass or 12.  I promise pictures when I get back!!!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING

For all my American friends and family.  May you travel safe, wear an outfit that features an elastic waistband and buy me something pretty on Black Friday!

AND SO IT BEGINS...

This was what we woke up to this morning.  More than a light dusting, less than a blizzard but still enough to completely screw up traffic last night.  It took me an hour and 45 minutes to travel a distance that could be easily travelled in 20-30 minutes.  Of course I was at a meeting prior to this and drank a bottle of water, forgot to go to the loo before I left and wanted to die in the car for the last 30 minutes of that drive.  GAH!!!!

If I haven't mentioned it recently - I HATE WINTER!!!  Yes snow at Christmas is pretty!  Yes snow can be fun if you ski!  Still doesn't make me like it any more.  I hate the cold, dry, chapped skin and the required layers that winter brings with it every year!   Mental note - buy more lottery tickets so that I can leave this country of mine in the winter and go somewhere warm. 

Internet - I hope that you are somewhere warm and dry and not covered in snow.  If you are, have a margarita for me!

LUNCH TIME REQUIREMENT - FOOD AND EMERGENCY SHOPPING!

Many times my life is just a HUGE comedy of errors. This morning, realizing it was Friday and I could wear jeans to work (YIPEE!), I had a bit of extra spring to my step as I meandered down the hall to the loo. I shower, moisturize, blow dry etc all the while thinking of how comfortable I will be today at work. Then I move towards my closet and realize that my ‘good’ jeans are in the wash after being worn multiple times on the recent trip to Germany. So out come the tried and true GAP jeans that I haven’t worn in a couple of weeks.


I drag them on my body and realize that I have to high school it (lay down to zip them up) and thought to myself that the copious bratwurst/beer combo that was consumed last week on the aforementioned trip was NOT kind and I will have to start up the Trimspa again. Once they are zipped up, I then make THE fatal error of the day – I forgot to look in the full length mirror to assess the ensemble before leaving the house.


I get out at the office and see my reflection in the building (it is mirrored) and gasp out loud. Holy shit - I am wearing floods!  These jeans are seriously short and geeky looking!  All I need is a pencil protector and I am set for life.  I quickly called Wilson to enquire what the HELL he did to them when he did the laundry. Here is the response – “yeah, sorry about that but I thought they were mine and accidentally threw them in the dryer but I thought you wouldn’t notice since you never wear them anymore”. 

My beloved is famous for the don’t ask, don’t tell policy regarding anything that happens to my stuff that might get him yelled at.  Clothes that might have been ruined or shoes that Arthur chewed while I was away on business - I get no news about these items until I go digging around or wear something totally embarrassing and ask about it and then I get the update. (Totally not kidding about the shoes – Arthur chewed not 1 but 2 pairs of shoes while I was away on my last trip.  I promptly developed the chewed shoe/will be immediately replaced policy and the shoes were promptly replaced the next weekend!)
We all know what I will be doing at lunch – I will be making the emergency jean purchase to fix this situation. Wish me luck!

TRAVELLING

I am a travelling fool these days - mostly for my job - and right now I am in Germany, specifically in Cologne.  And while I was at a meeting and we broke for the afternoon we had canapes, pastries and...wait for it...wine.  Platters of it being walked around waiting for me to take a glass.  Which.I.did.  It would be wrong to refuse don't you think?

Only in Europe can you drink wine whenever you want and no one will judge you and for that Europe totally rocks!  Here no one looks at me and thinks alcoholic - they look at me and think totally normal.  I really should move here because at home no one EVER looks at me and thinks I am in any way normal! Tee!

WHY I HAVE BEEN A BAD BLOGGER

Dear Internet
I know, I suck at updating now.  But remember, I went and got all ambitious and got another job at which they have deadlines, real work, objectives for me to reach and expectations that are high.  Trust me, after where I used to work, this is an adjustment. 
Hence no more blogging, reading blogs or Flickr or Facebook at work but here is what I have been doing in the meantime.

I have been travelling so much that I can barely remember what time zone I am in, who my beloved husband is and where i live.  However Internet, please don't leave me for someone prettier, smarter who updates more frequently and gives you back massages and free lattes.  I still love you lots and lots and some day will get back to slacking if that damn lottery win would ever kick in. 

I promise to try harder and update, comment and generally let you know what is happening over here at crazy central. 

Sincerely,
DiDi

COME BACK! COME BACK!

I am a woman obsessed!  I have been watching Mad Men since the very beginning (I was home sick and saw the 'Making of' thing on AMC and got hooked from that moment) and now, it is gone for another season! 

And now I must wait another year to see Don again.  Damn you season finale!  Damn you studio execs who believe in limited runs!  Give me back my Don! 

I will just have to content myself with reruns of both seasons until he comes back to me - in all of his gorgeous glory!  Sigh...