Pier One is a Dangerous Place

On Monday the sista and I went on an evening shopping odyssey. I had things to get (like an ipod stereo thing with wireless speakers that's going back because it sucks) and she was desperately looking for hooks for the mantle to hang their stockings on.

This lead us to the danger zone, aka Pier One.

I seldom go into Pier One. I rarely think about Pier One. Most of my memories have to do with Cindy coming home with outrageous Christmas ornaments after shopping there. Like a pickle. I figured, they must have what Steph's looking for. Then I proceeded to buy one of everything in the store.

I am so excited for Christmas though! And they have so much lovely Christmas stuff. I have to decorate my office, right? And we need something to keep the drafts out anyway- we're in a house that's over 100 years old! An adorable reindeer is an essential. I am weak and can't resist. And now they have my email address. Great.

What haven't you been able to resist lately?

Things to be EXCITED about!

Tonight I get to see Dan Mangan!!! I think it's going to be a mighty fine show! Plus since I left for Asia they started letting people take cameras into concerts. Holy crap that is exciting! Seriously, I remember the days when people tried to smuggle their Kodak disposable camera in their pants and the best picture you would get off the roll would vaguely resemble a humanoid Rorshach blob. But I digress...

What I am pretty sure will happen is that we will sit in the front row and then Dan will realize halfway through the show how cool we are and invite us out for beers afterward and then we will become best friends and he will finance my ukulele lessons and I'll tour the globe with him as his opening act. How do I know this will happen? Man, have I told you how cool, calm and collected I am around celebrities and quasi-celebrities. Perhaps one day soon I will tell you about how Raine Maida fell in love with me in May.

In other news, the sista is BACK! And look at the sweet Vegas swag we scored. Modeled by Matty of course.

The "satchel" is mine and the shirt is all Matt. Look how coy he is. He's going to look sweet wearing that to the show tonight. The purse is from Cirque du Soleil's O which Steph didn't get to see (she saw a different Cirque show) but she knows I really want to see. Hahah.. Sista is the best at presents!!!

Lame Blogs

I'm keeping up with this blog everyday thing but my blogs are getting suckier and suckier by the moment. I promise the next couple are going to be great but now I have to go bowling. I am trying to distract myself from being jealous of my sister who is vacationing in Vegas right now.

Steph's New Bling

Look at my beautiful sista! Things were getting a bit blurry and so she decided to get her eyes checked. Low and behold she needs glasses... Taking after her gorgeous, intelligent, magnificent older sista in yet another way! Although she has fancy schmancy name brand stylish specs...


She doesn't need to use them all the time- mostly to read far away things. Of course we all had to try them on. Oh and then I figured out that Photobucket has added new features since I stopped blogging and so I spent a ridiculous amount of time playing with them.... (and ended up creating something every 9 year old girl would be proud of...)