The Tale of a Blue Table

Before moving to our new apartment I went in search of a table. Not just any table I wanted a vintage, preferably blue, table and I wanted it to be unique. I explained this to my annoyed loving husband who said "that is fine, but it can't cost more than $50 and must come with chairs." I am pretty sure that I laughed in his face, but I was determined to find one. I spent weeks searching craigslist and looking for thrift stores that may have what I was looking for. Finally a few day's before the move I decided to look one last time, and then if there was nothing I would give up. This happened to be one of the rare night's when Greg was at home and was actually interested in looking with me. As I started sifting through the piles of useless junk people were getting rid of, and secretly hoping that someones junk contained a blue table Greg made me click on one that I was just going to pass over...there it was a gateleg table that was BLUE...and perfect! I was in love and Greg seemed excited too, there were no chairs but it was perfect! The next day I left my mom the following voicemail: "Hi it is Janet, I am heading to (sellers address) this is where I am headed, it may not be where I end up. If anything happens I love you and thank you for everything. Bye!" (Let me caution you that apparently this is not a message you leave for your mother...she really didn't appreciate it.) I purchased the table and got it loaded into the car thanks to some rope and a towel. When I got it home Greg took one look at the table and asked if I had noticed that it was rather short? Not me, maybe this is because I am short but I thought it looked perfect! We measured it and yes, it is on the shorter side as tables go however, I was able to find several places with chairs that will fit under it whenever we have the finances to purchase them. Greg learned a valuable lesson that day: never send the short person to pick out furniture. Without further ado I present our perfectly blue table!

Conversation's With Myself...

Lately I have been doing a lot of contemplating. These contemplations often times turn into a sort of conversation with myself. There is the rational logical Janet and then there is the emotionally charged Janet. Here is one of my most recent contemplations, in which Greg and I realize that the only furniture that is going to successfully move with us is our bed, one Ikea chair, and a $25 bookcase. Yup, everything else was set next to the trash cans for a Freegan holiday. It is a long story but basically our large bookcase and our entertainment center were unable to fit in the truck and were starting to fall apart after we got them out to the truck.

Emotional Janet: Why can't we ever catch a break?!
Rational Janet: Maybe your break was getting to live on the beach for two years, just be thankful!
Emotional Janet: I hate people with money.
Rational Janet: Just get through school and then you will be able to afford more.
Emotional Janet: Good news is now I can pick out some really fun furniture for the new apartment.
Rational Janet: Not this month...or maybe even next.
Emotional Janet: I hate people with money.

Yes, those are the contemplations/conversations I have been having lately. Except for at night when I release the full potential of the emotional Janet and picture bright red end tables, maybe a kitchen hutch, canary yellow plates, and anything in Robbin's egg blue. Thank goodness when I wake up there is rational Janet saying time to go for a run and hang some pictures on these white walls, and no you may not go shopping.


Today is Groundhog Day maybe I should have shared that conversation/contemplation instead...

PS: I promise I am not crazy just sleep deprived and a little stressed.
PSS: Pictures of the new place to come soon...

The Adventure Continues...

You should see the apartment right now...I am up to my neck in boxes there are odd little pieces of paper on every shelf that I don't know what to do with and there is a whole lot of country music playing in the background (my guilty pleasure). Ahhh, the joys of moving. Yes, it is true Greg and I are leaving behind our little apartment on the beach. It is time... We were in desperate need of more space and by moving closer to Greg's work he might even be able to make it home for dinner sometimes! I'll post some pictures soon!

Our Version of the Winter Storm of 2010...

Just a tad windy...

They never actually move anywhere just sort of float on the wind...very strange to see.

The undertow is incredible!

Looking down the beach.

Surf!

I like this one.

No kid's are playing out there today...if you look in the background you can see some of the 12 foot waves we have been having.

In some ways, it is very beautiful, while in others, very ominous.

Road under The Pier...

I don't think anyone will be playing chess for a while.


Our apartment building...

Washington D.C. In Pictures

Greg getting ready to fly out!

Terra Cotta Warrior

U.S. Capitol

Supreme Court of the United States

Library of Congress...beautiful!

I was in pain when this was taken, I am pretty sure that both Greg and I got frost bite on our noses... It was worth it we loved D.C.!

They look cold...

Hope Diamond...we were not planning on stopping here but it was so cold outside we had to seek refuge in The National Museum of Natural History.

Love him...

Love coffee especially on cold days!

The Washington Monument...This was by far the coldest most windiest day that we were there.

Hideous face I am making but you get the point...it was C-O-L-D!

View from the top of the Washington Monument. We love this city!

Not too sure what this is but it looks important...oh wait that's The White House.

Ford's Theatre.

The theater box where President Lincoln was shot.

The Berlin Wall inside the Newseum... This museum had me close to tears several times.

It was bright out and I took a long time taking the picture...but here is Greg and The Capitol.

Us!

We loved riding the train.

The Postal Museum

Stagecoach!

Me on an old postal train car.

The Cleaning Fairy

I mentioned in the last post that Greg has left for D.C. This means a few things for me... one I can stay up as late as I want and no one tells me it is time for bed, two once I go to sleep I can use the entire bed, and three I can be a complete and utter slob for a few days. This is the way that my brain works whenever he leaves town...but did you know that there is no magic cleaning fairy? It's true, as I looked around the house today and debated if I really needed to get out of my pajamas; or could I possible make a meal out of some soy milk and a completely frozen turkey?... I decided that I could (don't ask me how...I'll give you a clue the turkey is still in the freezer). Then I realized that I too was leaving for D.C. in a couple of day's, and that meant that I would have to clean before I left, that is when I realized that my amazing plot of being a slob while Greg was gone, had backfired. Yes, it is 11:00pm and I am folding laundry doing dishes and wondering if I can get the floors mopped before 2:00am? Even as I write this I am sure that the next time Greg leaves town this will happen again because it has been happening for the last six years, and I hate changing my ways. I can't wait to see Greg and for him to come home so I have a little motivation because something tells me that I would be a bum if I could and stay in my pajamas all day long, read books, and watch more chick flicks than anyone has a right to. I have really loved the past few day's but I really look forward to waking up to a clean house tomorrow. I also look forward to meeting my husband in D.C. Nope there is no magic cleaning fairy, which is really too bad because right now as I type this and wait for the dryer to be done I keep thinking how nice it would be to watch some tear jerker movie and when the movie is done turning on the lights and the whole house would be clean! Something tells me that I should have listened to Peter Pan and gone to Never Land!

PS: While I thought of posting a picture of the apartment I realized it would be much more fun to let your imaginations run wild! So have some fun at my expense!

Christmas!

For Christmas this year, Greg and I made the trek back to Flagstaff to visit family. We stopped at my brother's house first for a few day's in Phoenix which was really fun, and then headed up the hill to celebrate as much as we could with both of our families. While splitting time between families is never easy this year the struggle was lessened a bit because my family decided not to give gifts, which made it so that we could spend Christmas morning at Greg's mom's house and then go back to mine for Christmas dinner. Also I should mention that since Greg and I didn't have to exchange gifts with anyone in my family we were able to give ourselves a very nice Christmas. Greg gave me a new purse...(I LOVE PURSES!!!), we got a new digital camera for our trip to Peru, and we got a food processor/blender...anyone who knows me, knows that I am not a good cook, but I do love kitchen gadgets and so does Greg, so we look forward to using this one! Greg and I got back to Santa Monica last Monday night, and I dropped him off at the airport yesterday so that he could go to a conference in D.C. I am counting down the day's to when I leave so we can go see our nations capital during the coldest time of the year!