While driving to work this morning
Carrie: *giggles* Ohmigod.
Simeon: What?
C: I pulled up to the light and almost gave the car some gas to help it idle.
S: *laughs* Did you really?
C: Yes. I am such a dork.
S: Well you don’t have to worry about that anymore!! *gives high five*
As promised, I added more pictures to the Freestyle photo gallery.
Ohmigod. Guess what we did today? We went and bought a Ford Freestyle!! More specifically, a 2005 Ford Freestyle Limited Edition. We totally weren’t planning to get a new car for a little while, but my old ’95 Ford Escort has been slowly dying and we just weren’t looking to keep pouring money into it. So we went out looking this weekend and took one for a testdrive. We were totally sold. But we decided we wanted to do a little research and see what kind of features we wanted, to get the perfect car. Sim jumped on-line, played with the “Build and Price Your Ford” to see what options we need as opposed to want, read through lots of user reviews, and then located the dealership near us that had a model closest to what we wanted. And wouldn’t you know we found one that was perfect for us!
It’s hard to tell from this picture, but she is beautiful. I promise to take some better pictures tomorrow in the daylight. Since this is supposed to be my “Grown Up Car” we wanted to make sure we got all the bells and whistles we could afford. Just to name a few, it has dual climate control, heated seats, 6 CD MP3 player, All-Wheel drive, leather seats, stadium seating for seven, remote keyless entry (it even has one of those keypads so you can get in with a code rather than a key!), reverse sensing system, power moonroof and most importantly, the complete safety package.
If you want to see all the pictures, you can go to Freestyle photo gallery.
I don’t know why it is, but (most) things are better when children are involved. It may have something to do with their innocent perspective or blunt responses, but if a kid is around you can count on things being interesting.
Fingerprints, for example. Being who I am, I see fingerprints and I instantly want to clean. To scrub. To disinfect. But today in my office I wanted to preserve these fingerprints forever. Why, you ask? These particular fingerprints were near the candy bowl on the counter by our receptionist. And they were in caramel. This adorable little boy had eaten some left-over Easter candy and gotten caramel all over hands and you could see every little surface his tiny fingers had touched. It was precious. That moment perfectly preserved in caramel.
Then just a few moments ago I was walking past the three elevators in our building. A mother, a father, and their daughter were each waiting in front of different elevators, waiting to see whose door would open first. And when the doors opened in front of the little girl her eyes lit up and she squealed with delight. I know I have never been that excited to see an elevator. It truly takes a child to see things in a new light.
In most of the blogs I read these days, the topic has totally moved towards children. Whether its Dooce talking about Leta pressing her nose against her mother’s cheek, or Heather sharing how Lindsay entertains herself, or Chelle admiring Jacob’s lovely smile, or Peggy having a conversation with Nikolai. It just gets me thinking about taking that next step in my life and getting to be a Mommy. Don’t get too excited ladies; I am sticking to my schedule. But July is just around the corner….
I have a confession to make.
I am addicted to
The Surreal Life on VH1. At first I was quietly sneaking peaks late at night when I was trying to fall asleep and there was nothing else on. But then last week we got a second TiVo box (I totally needed one in my bedroom. Once you go TiVo, you never go back.) for upstairs. So then I was able to have it record shows when the main TiVo was recording (digitally recording TWO shows at once has got to be the highlight of this decade). I was finally able to succum to the evil that is washed-up celebrities living together. So I did it. I ordered a Season Pass of The Surreal Life. And I don’t regret it.
Last night I came home from work with a killer headache, slammed my dinner and spent the rest of the night in my dark bedroom, cuddling with Frodo. Oh yeah and watching six episodes of The Surreal Life in a row (you can watch way more when you can fast-forward through the commercials–it’s fabulous).
All I can say is that I think that Christopher Knight (Peter, from the Brady Bunch) and Adrienne Curry (the first winner of America’s Next Top Model) totally need to HOOK UP ALREADY. Oh and Vern Troyer (Mini Me) has the biggest chip on his shoulder and deals with it by being a complete ass. Yes, you are tiny, get over it already.
So there, I said it. I love The Surreal Life. I mean, what else was I suppose to do since they cancelled Newlyweds?
Simeon: So did you have a nice day today?
Molly: *stares*
Simeon: Did you chase any squirrels?
Molly: *blinks*
Simeon: Did you catch any?
Molly: *licks Simeon’s hand*
Simeon: You did what? *giggles* You took Ellie’s ball away?
Molly: *wags tail*
Simeon: *pats her on the head* Yeah, that sounds like something you would do.
Unfortunately, just the highlights of the weekend, not in my hair or anything exciting like that (hmmm….I wonder how those would look on me anyway?):
…I was thoroughly entertained when Heather (who came down over the weekend) was changing Miss Lindsay’s diaper. Well Lindsay is at that lovely age where she likes to test her boundaries. (And does she!) Heather kept saying things like, “Be still” or “Don’t kick Mommy” and Lindsay would just laugh with glee. Then Heather would say, “I mean it” To which Lindsay would reply, “Meeeean.” in the most serious yet sarcastic voice a 15-month old can muster.
…Simeon and I were able to test our kidnapping abilities on our friend Erin when she resisted our pleading to go to breakfast with us after Pilates class (I even said she could eat something low-carb, not the pancakes Simeon would have forced her to eat!). Sim slyly whispered, “start the car” just before he tossed Erin over his shoulder and dragged her to our car. He even managed to flip the child-locks on the car door before she realized what happened. She sat laughing hysterically, still dazed, in the back seat as we drove off and made her accompany us at Elmer’s. Needless to say she did not eat any pancakes….but Sim did!
…I finally got caught up on all the laundry that was mounting in my bedroom. I great feet considering Simeon spills on things faster than I can wash them. And with our regular visits to the gym, the number of smelly clothes and damp towels has been mounting steeply! In fact the dogs have been eyeing the laundry baskets willing things to spill over the edge so they can rub and roll all over them.
…um yeah. And I think thats about it. Nothing too exciting. Sorry. And I didn’t even take a single picture. Bad Carrie!!