*go to jazzfest
*go camping more than once
*read all of the song of ice and fire books in time for the second season of game of thrones to start
*do yoga more regularly
*get stronger. literally and figuratively.
*learn something new
*get as many people on board (pun absolutely intended) with the Guess Who Halloween costumes as possible
*give clothes away
that's all i got for now, but i think it's a good list.
*i finally watched Bridesmaids. my girl crush on kristin wiig is now off the charts.
*i went on a date that lasted 37 minutes. it effectively ended when he put his hand on my neck and i shouted "IT'S A FIRST DATE, CHIEF". (I told Frank Benson this and he gave me the thumbs up and then laughed for like half an hour)
*i finally did some volunteer work with BREW (the beagle rescue outfit that we got Mr. P from) - I picked up two little angels from Centreville (that were coming from Charlottesville, in a panel van that was filled front to back, top to bottom with crated dogs) and took them to the main BREW vet office in Purcellville.
it was essentially the best two hours of my life.
*i made my first ebay bid ever. EVER. in the year 2011.
*i get to take business trips!
columbus, oh (oct 6-7, also seeing Vince and then popping up to see Mer, Geoff and Maddie in Shaker Heights for a few hours!)
boston, ma (oct 12-14)
long beach, ca
ann arbor, mi
saturday afternoon i was taking kelley's sister julie out to lunch to celebrate her leaving for college (pause, go ahead and feel old....i'll wait....good? okay.) and we ran into missy and franklin! as we were leaving:
missy: "what are you up to for the rest of the day?"
laura: "just going home, i have a ton of laundry to do"
the next day (today) we had a birthday brunch for jean, and as franklin, missy and i are walking to our cars:
franklin: "what are you doing for the rest of the day? doing the laundry you didn't do yesterday?"
the hilarity started thursday afternoon with the following text from my mother: "dad has his own email now - got tired of him reading my stuff". i can only imagine the conversations surriounding this, but it means that good ol' FTB has joined the year 20- actually...i was going to say 2011, but probably 1997 is more accurate.
please note: don't tell him i told you, and no, you can't have his email. the man that has never had an email until the year 2011 isn't exactly mr.-social-let's email-everyone. the fact that i'm even putting this on the intertubes would be enough to make him go apoplectic. but of course i'm still his daughter, so that's my job.
after learning this news, i rushed to my gmail to send him an email. my sentences were simple and slightly "seven year old learns sentence structure"-ish, which is weird, because why i thought my father on email meant he couldn't read or english was his second language, i don't know.
since then, i have gotten the two best emails i have ever received in my life. i've always known my father is hilarious and creative (i'm lucky to have a fraction of that), they are all those things combined with an incredible dorkiness and a complete inability to use the computer properly.
for example, he doesn't use the delete key. ever. if he accidentally hits caps lock - he keeps it in, then retypes the word properly, and then parenthetically explains what happened. the following are very real quotes:
"I just had a bowl of multi-grain Cheerios and two pieces of toast which I foung to be raTHER rather (I think I accidentally hit the Caps lock button because we...for one thing all caps appeared all of a sudden and for another thing another orange light thingy went on on the top right portion of the keyboard) tasty."
"Don't feel compelled to answer this e-mail, but of course it's a free country so you can do as you please."
"I went to Costco today and unfortunately they did not have frozen Greek yogurt bars, but I will continue ollking at each visit (perhaps I meant looking instead of ollking)."
"Tonight I'm going to grill some of the super long Costco hot dogs (they call them dinner franks, but that sounds kind of doofus-ey if you ask me (which nobody did but I really don't care)."
"om just saw your text message from Wednesday about your tontacts...that is LIKE TOTALLY AWESOME AND JUNK...lAURA aNNE (like I need to totally pay attention when i hit Cabslog so can un-do it when I'm ready to continue with my thought-streaming)..Laura Anne. OK. The first word in the paragraph should be Mom, not om. I don't know who om is. I DO KNOW WHAT ooohhhhhhhmmmm is in the sense of a Gregorian chant or something."
i still laugh so hard i cry every time i read them. good ol' frank.
(benson family note - he actually did mean to write "tontacts" - it's what i called contacts when i was little. and yeah, i got contacts! i wore them this past wednesday for the first time and it took me 45 minutes to get them in. i wore them today and it only took me 20. PROGRESS I HAZ IT)
**i originally wrote "i wrote them today..." hence meghan k. housley's comment, she is awesome and very smart!**
there is a guy that i have seen on the bus now multiple times since i moved to alexandria. he looks and sounds EXACTLY like tom from lost (with stage beard and rag-clothes and the whole deal):
i want so badly to believe he's as cool as tom from lost. but then i remind myself that bus guy's getup isn't staged as part of an elaborate ruse. it's his real life look. so then i just keep to myself instead.
1. I got hit on today. By a 23 year old named Eugene. While on the bus. So...there's that. Other things related to this: when he first sat down next to me, he kept SHIFTING and kind of crowding my space. I'm generally used to men doing this - there's some weird social thing about men taking up space while women compact themselves (Meghan? Back me up on this?) but...it was annoying. So I was already displeased with him. But really, dude is either REALLY brave or REALLY socially inept. I had my headphones in and was messing around on my phone, what part of that says "I am open for conversation!" ? But dude just said excuse me and asked me "if i was a grad student" (Personally, I would have asked about my phone, since that's what I was actually focusing on, it would have been a better intro, if we're in the business of critiquing others' bravery) and then kept asking questions and answering the same about himself. I was polite and nice but didn't ask him very many questions. I mean, I don't care how hot a person is, if the following interaction happens, game OVER:
him: when did you graduate?
him: that's when i graduated high school!
The final weird thing was that once he started talking to me, this older woman sitting in front of our row switched to a seat on the other side of our aisle, looked back at me and - though she was wearing sunglasses - I could tell she was giving me this "OOOOOH GIIIIIIIIIIIRRRLLLLLL" look. I just kind of stared at her and hoped I could convey my "Eh? He's sweet and I don't want to be a bitch?" face.
2. I got glasses. I am bespectacled. Old Four Eyes McGee. Missy helped me pick the glasses. I ended up choosing the same frames in different colors as part of a B1G1 promotion...and yeah, I went with one of the first pairs I tried on and "didn't really like" and then proceeded to try on about twelve hundred other pairs, only to come back to the ones I now own. Missy is a saint.
3. I started singing lessons about a month ago. I'm not very good but I've always liked singing, it makes me happy. And it's tough when your friends are in chorus and theatre and can sing the pants off anyone and then you're like "I like it too, secretly" but you're not confident and you just want a pleasant singing voice, not the pipes of your Christinas or your Whitneys or Mariahs or your Rebecca Blacks. (HA, I'M HILARIOUS). So it's fun. And no, I won't sing for you or sing vocals on Rock Band or Guitar Hero. But if we're driving somewhere and the radio is on I might be singing along and you can listen a little. BUT ONLY A LITTLE. Ugh.
UPDATE: one more thing!
4. I added something to the mystery gift hall-table! a box of mini-farfalle, sealed and unopened of course. Was that a good thing to give? I hope it's gone by the time I get home!
Avocado fries. Franklin, Ben, Jess and I made them and then Rosa joined us for the eating after her long trek from NYC. Franklin also busted out a lime sriracha sauce that was stellar. Also eaten that night: sushi, guacamole, and baklava. It was a fantastic night with food and friends.
1a. and while i was in the neighborhood, produced a classical music recital at weill hall at carnegie hall.
2. bought plane tickets to prague and california.
3. decided to learn how to sew. (like, tailor clothing, make own clothing and purses sewing)
4. been at a loss as to how to learn how to sew (on the cheap, people. on the cheap!)
5. moved on to sending an email to BREW (beagle rescue, education, and welfare) about volunteering
5a. spent 4 minutes looking at the "available beagles" section and almost cried
5b. okay, maybe they have an OFFICE i can volunteer in.
6. decided to judge the "The Family With The Kid That Throws A Tantrum Unless He Can Watch His Dad’s iPad And I Silently Judge Their Parenting (Even Though I Have No Experience In This Area)" bus stop people a little less, because yesterday they let him watch despicable me on the iPad and i totally watched too.
Like its author, Come Downstairs and Say Hello is a hodgepodge of thoughts, whining, and dumb stories. Friends, family, cooking, travel, pop culture, and life as a twenty something looking for direction. It's all here.