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Change in the air. [01 Apr 2011|09:09pm]
[ mood | nostalgic ]

Okay, I'm moving to WordPress. Tastes like the fuuuture! http://trinalo.wordpress.com/

Kisses!

Baxter out.

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Ch-ch-changes! [01 Apr 2011|12:41pm]
By-the-by, I'm considering moving this blog over to Wordpress. I'd probably move the archives too... that's a daunting task.

Stay tuned.
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[27 Mar 2011|10:01pm]
Today I:

- made waffles
- did laundry
- purged more old clothes
- condensed the stuff in our storage closet
- made a hefty pile of stuff to take to Goodwill
- crocheted a hat and most of a matching scarf
- watched several episodes of Big Love and Parks & Recreation

An excellent day.
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PSA [27 Mar 2011|02:04pm]
Two secrets to an awesome waffle (they're not secrets at all, really), in case you didn't know:

1. separate the eggs and fold beaten whites into the rest of the batter
2. cinnamon
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dog post! [17 Mar 2011|09:06pm]
Enli does this thing sometimes where she'll sleep in as long as Darren and/or I do, which means she doesn't get up to eat regardless of whether or not there's food in her bowl. Then, if she sleeps super late, she'll wake up with her tummy growling. But apparently she doesn't understand the concept of grumbly tumm[bl]y = time for food, so she spends the day moping because she doesn't feel good. Eventually she'll either a) wake up from a nap and suddenly decide to eat, or b) throw up basically nothing and then immediately go eat.

Word is, we should start giving her a little extra food before bedtime so she doesn't necessarily wake up hungry.

Anyway, the upside of days like this is she's super mellow. We went for a walk and she was super excited about it, but as soon as we got home she was back to hanging out on the couch watching us go about our business. I think the cats appreciate it.

And this is why I haven't posted much lately. Because I am boring.
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linky [09 Mar 2011|09:08pm]
The actual King's actual speech.
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food. [24 Feb 2011|11:58am]
I'm making a conscious effort to eat better. Specifically during the work day. I hate having to worry about what to pack for lunch every day; I'd much rather be able to keep a stash at my desk that I can turn to. But it's really easy to be like "hey, there are two Chipotles within three blocks! It's burrito time!" when nothing in my food stash appeals to me. Which happens often. Crackers and oatmeal are boring.

So. On Monday I happened upon this cinnamon/honey spread at Golden Fig that I could not resist. And I figured, why not keep it at work? I'm more likely to eat it here than at home. This morning I ran to Target for peanut butter and some tasty-and-on-sale whole grain bread (plus when I saw some chocolate almond milk I had to have it).

Uh, you guys. This is delicious. I mean, you know, peanut butter and honey sandwiches rule, but add some cinnamon sometime. It will change your life.

This entire entry could have been reduced to just that last sentence. But I like a long story sometimes.

It's sandwich time.
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[21 Feb 2011|08:20pm]
Poor Spike. I just started season 7 of Buffy and he's all batshit. I just want to hug him.

I went to yoga today with Kate and Becky. Now I have a free week and intend to take advantage. If I could afford it and was slightly less lazy, I would go all the time.

After yoga, we walked to Penzey's through the billowy snow and purchased delicious spices. On out way back we stopped at the Golden Fig for sweets. It's the most active I've been in days and it was nice. I had planned on watching Buffy all day (like I had the past several), but the change in pace was nice.

Anyway. back to work tomorrow after 4 1/2 days off. The Sickness plus a long weekend, y'know. It's probably going to be not at all awesome. On the plus side, if the buses are on schedule I can go to the gym in the morning and that tends to help.

Well. I guess the dog isn't going to walk herself. I wish she would.
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plagued! [15 Feb 2011|08:26pm]
Ugh. I woke up sick this morning (actually I went to bed slightly sick last night) with, I figure, whatever plague Darren has. I went to the gym anyway and did fifteen minutes of wussy exercise and then sat in the steam room the rest of the time.

God bless the person who invented the steam room.

Then I got to work and the phones weren't functioning. So I went to le Target and picked up a bunch of medicine. When I came back, the phones were working again but I realized my computer wasn't booting. The computer I got brand new less than six months ago. And of course all of my most important stuff was stored on my hard drive. F. M. L.

I downed some Delsym, DayQuil, and spritzed the ol' Cloraseptic spray in the throat and settled in for a day of computerlessness. Oh, I found stuff to do. Never mid the fact that I was suddenly high as a freakin' kite. I don't know if it was the Delsym or the combination of meds, but daaang.

Anyway. I ended up shipping the computer off to our New York office, came down from my cold medicine high, got a temporary computer, and survived the day. Now I just need to make it through the rest of the week.

Being sick gives me the appetite of a child. Ice cream!
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I sent this to Darren in text form today: [08 Feb 2011|09:21pm]
When we go to South Carolina can we eat at southern restaurants like Cracker Barrel and Chick-fil-A?




Not that we have that trip planned anything soon, or anything. But we will. Oh yes, we will. Sometime before July, in theory, because that's when my vacation time resets.

Yuss.
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[25 Jan 2011|02:46pm]
So Darren got me a Kindle.

I was a complete book purist until Christmas rolled around. My 10-year-old cousin received a Nook and for whatever reason, I fell in love with it. Darren talked about potentially getting me an e-reader for my birthday but lo, here it is today. I suspect because he intends to spend a bunch of money on computer parts in the near future so here's a little somethin' somethin' for me. Or just because he loves me. Whichever.

Well. I do love it so. I have named it Faustulus (my laptop is Remus and my iPod is Romulus, so I had to stick with the story. Y'all know). Amazon has a bunch of free downloadable books and games so I scored a handful of those, plus the two books I bought immediately.

It also plays music. Although I think the music player is a bit more like the iPod Shuffle in that you can't see what you're listening too or scroll through the music. So Romulus can keep doing that job.

Yep. Obsessed.
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Puh-shaw to the Four Seasons [21 Jan 2011|02:22pm]
The tagline for Jersey Boys says "How did four blue-collar kids become one of the greatest successes in pop music history?"

All I want to say is "I don't know. Ask the Beatles."
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[18 Jan 2011|10:36pm]
Okay, so you know the phrase "dress for the job you want, not the one you have"? Solid advice.

Except.

I would love being able to just wear jeans and t-shirts to work. Or, I always say my dream job is Mattress Tester. So pajamas, right? Well, I can't go dressing for either of those jobs because they don't fit the dress code at my current place of employment.

So. I guess that ol' saying can suck it.
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this week... [18 Jan 2011|07:44pm]
Thursday: seeing The Odyssey with Kate, then drinks afterwards with her, Tim, and Josiah.

Friday: Clothing swap at the Como house.

Saturday: bridesmaid dress fitting, lunch with Darren, Kyle, and Jenna, then Scancy's Halloween-in-winter birthday party.

Apparently there is life outside my apartment.

**Note to self: when in Roseville on Saturday, go to Joann's and buy more yarn for the Giant Blanket. And hope they have the right color, because the website doesn't. Yikes!
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a rant [13 Jan 2011|10:54am]
I watched the first episode of Slings & Arrows last night. Before I continue let me point out that I'm sure after watching more, I will no longer feel the way I currently do about it because it is, in fact, just a show.

It was a wee bit like watching my job from afar. Theatre is art but it's also business? Well, DUH. Anyone who runs a theatre company knows that. But when the art side and the business side are as seperate as they are at my job, that line gets really really wide.

There's no art involved in what most of us do in this office. I've had people come in and have to wait for meetings or whatever and the small talk they try to make is all "oh, I bet this is such an exciting place to work." No. It's really not. I sit at a desk, answer the phone, fill out paperwork, stare at a computer screen, mess around with files, and spend a lot of time standing at a copier. We have an accountant who does accountant stuff and a president and corporate offices and... yeah. At the end of the day we're just another corporation.

The first episode gave me the impression that it's all about the art, creating theatre is so hard, waka waka waka. Not that I disagree. But I felt more sympathy for the guy who was schmoozing with the sponsors because without money, the company wouldn't be able to exist. OBVIOUSLY. But do any of the artists depicted in the show seem to give a rat's ass about a) the need for the money or b) where it is coming from? They didn't apprear to.

But you know who especially doesn't get it? The patrons. Particularly ours. People who come see a show and then call me to complain about something they didn't like, as if we had anything to do with it. Oh, you don't like the smoking or the swearing? Well, take it up with the writers. Oh, wait, you can't. They're dead. Well, call the producers I guess. But good luck getting ahold of them. Also, guess what? They don't care.

I'm kind of preaching to the choir, I know. But at one point when we were watching I kind of glanced over at Darren and he looked at me and asked "This is all true, isn't it?" and I just laughed.
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Penne With Shrimp in Cream Sauce [04 Jan 2011|07:01pm]
Obviously this isn't an original recipe. I'm pretty sure you can get it at Olive Garden. But at work today I was pondering what to make for dinner without having to go shopping. Here's how I did it:

8 oz uncooked penne
4 Tbsp butter
2 Tbsp flour
1 cup milk
1 cup shrimp, de-tailed and thawed (I used Arctic Shores pre-cooked shrimp, which you can get at Cub for like $5 a bag)
1 tsp garlic, minced
salt, pepper, nutmeg, cayenne to taste

While pasta is boiling merrily in its pot, prepare the sauce. Using a small sauce pan, melt 2 tablespoons of butter, then stir in 2 tablespoons of flour until it becomes pasty. Whisk in milk, a little bit at a time. As it thickens add salt, pepper, cayenne, and nutmeg as you see fit.

In a separate sauce pan or skillet, melt 2 more tablespoons of butter. Add 1 teaspoon of minced garlic and the shrimp. Season with pepper and cayenne and cook until heated through (unless you're using shrimp that hasn't been pre-cooked. In that case, cook it thoroughly).

Mix everything together, throw some grated parmesan on top, and scarf. Serves 2.
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2010 Year in Review: Drunk Edition! [31 Dec 2010|12:01am]
Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
Did I make any resolutions this year? Maybe to lose more weight and pay for the wedding without going into [more] debt. In which case, success!

Did anyone close to you give birth?
A few people I know had some babies, but nobody particularly close.
I would like to point out that last year, I answered this question before Jakson was born. But that was 2009, so not relevant.

Did anyone close to you die?
There were some deaths, but nobody close.

What countries did you visit?
None.

What would you like to have in 2011 that you lacked in 2010?
More money! A nicer apartment, which may or may not happen.

What was your biggest achievement of the year?
I got married. Paid for a whole wedding and everything.

What was your biggest failure?
We screwed up our honeymoon and didn't get to go anywhere. Oops.

What was the best thing you bought?
Wedding! Puppy!

Whose behavior merited celebration?
Always mine.

Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Always Michele Bachmann.

Where did most of your money go?
Wedding, car, dog, bills.

What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Mah weddin'.

What song will always remind you of 2010?
Ray LaMontagne "Your Are the Best Thing."

Compared to this time last year, are you:
Happier or Sadder?

About the same.

Thinner or fatter?
Maybe a little thinner.

Richer or poorer?
Richer.

What do you wish you’d done more of?
I wish I'd made more of the summer.

What do you wish you’d done less of?
Umm... spending money?

How will you be spending Christmas?
We spent it with my family.

Did you fall in love in 2010?
Totes.

How many one-night stands?
Zero.

What was your favorite TV program?
Hmmm... Hell's Kitchen.

Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
I don't think so.

What was the best book you read?
Chelsea Handler.

What was your greatest musical discovery?
Florence and the Machine.

What did you want and get?
Murried.

What did you want and not get?
A million dollars.

What were your favorite films of this year?
Okay, I'll admit it: Harry Potter.

What did you do on your birthday?
Hung out at Scancy's.

How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2010?
Whatever is appropriate for work.

What kept you sane?
Darren, Kate, and the Rec.

Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
I think Jason Segel still.

What political issue stirred you the most?
Prop 8.

Who did you miss?
Mom.

Who was the best new person you met?
I got to know Kate's roommate Becky this year and I'm glad for that.

Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2010:
There's so much energy in us.

Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
What comes will come.
What goes will go.
The wind will blow where the wind is blowing.
Let go of where you think you're going.
We'll never know why it flows where it's flowing.

We've always been what we will always be.
I'm so convinced we have to get there, we can part the sea.
So bring the dead to life, turn your blood to wine.
All your life you have waited for this moment to arrive.

And you'll be bright.
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[28 Dec 2010|06:08pm]
For Christmas, my mom gave me a bottle of the perfume she wears. I'm normally not a perfume fan, but I have to say... after it's been on for a bit it smells pretty nice. Very classy and clean. I approve.
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Richie's gonna be the main bunny! [27 Dec 2010|01:33pm]
I declare Christmas a success. I didn't feel any rage when I actually saw Cody, so that's nice. We got to eat a lot of food and watch Jakson walk around, and the dog had another dog to play with, and all was well. Plus one of my presents was a Christmasy gift basket, which included more stuff I can use to decorate next year. Rock!

I'm going in to work tomorrow for as long as it takes me to get stuff done. I'm going to ignore the phone, I think. It's my only day of work this week and I'm hoping it's not a full eight hours. I'll be playing housewife the rest of the week, which I enjoy more than I probably should. 21st century and all.

Now that Christmas is over I'm in full-on nesting mode. There's so much stuff I want to organize and buy to make this apartment cozy and awesome. Too bad I wasn't born rich.

Blerg. I thought I had more to say, but I do not. Did you know that The Dick Van Dyke show is available instantly on Netflix? Well, it is, and I'm going to watch the hell out of it.
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Oh. [23 Dec 2010|09:25pm]
It didn't occur to me until today that I'll be seeing my oldest brother tomorrow. Duh. I think it'll be the first time since last Christmas. And while I hadn't thought about it in months, I suddenly realized I'm still totally mad at him.

Huh. Well. There that is. I guess I'll deal.

I'm making cranberry-centric things to bring to Pequot tomorrow. White chocolate covered cranberries (so good!) and a cranberry + horseradish dip, and I just realized I forgot to buy anything to dip in it. I'm sure crackers will be plentiful.

Plus I need to bathe the dog.

And we need to take the car in for an oil change first thing in the morning.

it's Operation Christmas around here at the moment, is what I'm saying.
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