A letter to CA

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You listen here California weather.  Fall starts tomorrow, and I have already put out my cute new turkey’s:

I also have my beautiful fall leaf tea light candle holders…..and my utterly pathetic fall wreath that just consists of a wooden wreath with a huge fall bow…that I BOUGHT from Beverly’s because I don’t know how to make fancy bows!  God I disappoint myself sometimes.
I also have my fall centerpiece bunch for the coffee table and all of this seems in vain when its a MILLION degrees outside!
So get with it California.  I’m friggin’ sweltering over here trying to shop for fall boots, and you’re making my home decor seem very….very….stupid!  I want crisp cool air.  I want changing leaves and I want to buy my mum plants and have them last more than 4 days unlike last year!  I want pumpkins too, but I don’t want to shop for them in shorts and a tank.
That’s it for now – but you better not piss me off more by throwing in that weird thunder storm like you did the other week.
Thank you and good bye.

Tid Bits

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I haven’t done a list lately (lie), so I’ll dedicate this day to my update list:



- Toren is literally the toughest baby ever. And for the record, I’m not this horrible Auntie who is narcissistic (although that may ring true a bit) and neglects her nieces/nephew. My sis said I can’t put pics up of them on this public blog. Boo. : (


- Jasenia has the wit and charm of a grown woman.


- Amaya is a bigger animal lover than me.


- Family names per the kids: Teta (my mom), Gido (my dad), Auntie Bean (my sister), Auntie Bongie (me) and Uncle Muscles (Kirk). I LOVE that we don’t have just regular names. That would be boring.


- Work has been annoying lately, but still happy to have a job when I hear the news every morning


- You know that whole “can’t play favorites” thing. Well, Auntie Bongie is in hog heaven having a boy in the family, so I must say…I’m failing with that golden rule.


- I’ve been juicing. That’s right. I juice fruit, carrots, spinach…all at once! So yummy. Now I’m just waiting for my hair and skin to start glowing.


- Signed up for one month with the Daily Method and almost died yesterday. Quivering legs don’t describe it. Try uncontrollable shaking that can be seen from a mile away. Good Lord…I better lose some inches.


- Loose vs. Lose. Gets me every time. I always have to really think about it.


- I’m TRYING a modify Paleo diet. Meaning, eating Paleo most of the time. I can’t be hardcore in anything I do. Today is my second day.


- For my body size, I have seemingly freakishly skinny fingers. My ring size: 4.75. But I swear they don’t look that skinny in person.


- Last night Kirk used the term “tipy toes” and oh man did I make fun of him for that.


- There is nothing more that Kirk and I love to do than catch each other fumbling on our words and pointing it out in front of everyone to laugh and enjoy.


- Kirk tells me the other day: “you’re a good writer. You just don’t do grammar but who cares. ” I thought writing was all about the grammar but loved his outlook.

SSSSHHH!

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I can’t believe I actually forgot to blog about this.  Funniest thing to date I have ever heard or saw.  Okay, maybe not saw.  I mean, I did witness Kirk doing a backwards dance shuffle and literally tumbled into a live country band.  But this was pretty funny.  It was during our first night of camping at our first location where we actually had neighbors and had to be quiet.

 

Magie: ha ha ha (clearly laughing at something/someone)
Kirk: SSSSSHHHH!  The neighbors are turning on/off their car alarm to tell us to be quiet.
Magie: what?
Kirk: SSSSSHHHH! They are doing the (pretends to be holding a car alarm clicker thing) weee-weee-weee-weee-wee-wee.

 

And with every “wee-wee” sounds he’s doing the pushing down the alarm buttom motion.  Apparently thats how a (quiet) car alarm sounds like.
Clearly catching him in one of those moments, I ask him to show me how the alarm went again..  By now he realizes how silly he looked like and I take that golden opportunity to ridicule and laugh at him for the next twenty minutes.  But seriously…how did the alarm go?

Big timer

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So last night Kirk goes onto the computer where I must have left all my windows open from the night before.  “I see someone’s been in my facebook” he says, but then moves to the next tab.  He finds this blog.  For a second my heart sank.  Like this is a secret.  Maybe he won’t think its funny.  Maybe he won’t like he’s the subject of 99.9% of the blogs.  Maybe he’ll think I suck!!
As he starts reading away, I sit behind him in silence.  First I get a chuckle.  Then two chuckles…then a full on laugh.  Success!  I felt so much better that not only did he like it, I have a new fan.  That puts my official count to 5!!  Big timer people!!
…speaking of official. besides marketing whiz, my fiance is also a designer – he has done several websites for companies. Side not, he’s also a painter and I have two painting up.  Its so cool to be with someone who’s artistic, unlike me. So I start to ramble how my blog isn’t cool and I need a cool site for my cool posts, etc.  This morning I wake up and BAM!  I have my own domain.  Yes, I know.  Not only do I have my own domain, the man KNOWS me and my guilty pleasure…so I will present my new site: 
Ahhh yes people.  Real Housewife of Concord.  He knows how long I’ve been wanting the show to come to the east bay so I can audition….and show off my finest Forever 21 bling….but instead, I got the next best thing.
Now I shall have you know – she ain’t done yet.  We still have to pull all my posts over and of course get her all bedazzled, but she’s coming.  And all of my 5 followers better make the switch too.  I’ll let you know when she’s all done.

Just like that.  I’m now a big time blogger.  Oh yeah.

chicklets

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Kirk and I are very aware Chico doesn’t have a lot of teeth.  That may be why he has to get grapes cut into fourths for him and why 99% of most doggie treats are too big for his little mouth. 

We tease him a lot about his tiny/non-existent teeth.  Well yesterday afternoon, I took full advantage of being lazy and not going to the gym by cuddling with the woogies.  I also took full advantage of him sleeping with his mouth open, just enough to get a glimpse of his tiny crooked teeth.  

He is special.

The party

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So yes, this past Saturday Kirk and I had our official engagement party.  We kept it fairly small – reserved only for immediate family and the bridal party with their significant others.  My parents were the lovely hosts and while it started a smidge bumpy (I will not go into that) it turned out perfect. I was very thankful for all their hard work. It was a beautiful day and we enjoyed the sun in my parents huge backyard. We also enjoyed the drinks.  Oh boy did we.  Or maybe it was just me….?  I kid, I kid.  We all had a great time and followed it up with going to our local watering holes with a few friends….and sang.  Oh did we.  Including me and my sister…to Joan Jett.  It was my idea, but in fairness, the second bar wasn’t very busy, so I felt OK to drunkenly belt out a few tunes and not worry to much about it. 

…talk about throwing caution to the wind.

I was up by 7am though craving all the leftover food.  After sleeping beauty (aka Kirk) woke up - we ran to my parents house…stuff our face all day long and couch surfed watching HBO movies the entire day.  If every Sunday was like that, I’d be in heaven.

I must say, I am one very, very grateful girl.  Not a moment goes by where I don’t know how lucky I am and there’s no one else I’d rather share my somewhat unknown future with than with Kirk.  I mean, not a lot of guys would claim their fiance after she just sang and danced her heart out in front of strangers.  That’s love.

Blog name

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I have considered re-naming my blog lately.  I mean, given the fact I *sometimes blog at work, its sort of awkward to have this fat “Dear Diary” sign on my screen.  I mean, I don’t mind if someone knows I’m taking a 10 minute mental break.  But for the love of God, my colleagues probably think I’m gushing about cute boys and who picked on me today.

It may be time to step it up.  If I only was creative enough to think of a new name…

Sleep talker

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So I have a sleep talker on my hand and its not Chico.  Yes, for the past two nights it appears Kirk is having a party in his dreams and I’m not invited. 

Tuesday night 2am: 
Kirk (sitting up):”F*CK YEAH!!!!”
Magie: first thinking we won the lotto, then realizing it was late – “babe what are you doing?”
Kirk: “nothing…I must be sleep talking” passes right out again.
**I sit there for the next few minutes…slightly scared of his outburst and the fact he’s sleep talking.  Kirk has no memory of it the next morning.

Wednesday night.  Time: unknown:
Kirk: “LOOKING GOOOOD!   THERE HE ISSSSS!!” (this is a joke amongst all friends and how they greet everyone)
Magie: “Babe, you’re sleep talking again”
Kirk: “whatever, you’re rude.”

Lets see what tonight will bring!

I am a new woman

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So…if anyone has been wondering why I have been silent lately it is because….I am a crock pot macheene. 
OK, so maybe that’s not the real reason, but let me tell you my new hobby – dinner that cooks itself. Bam!  Ever since I found http://crockpotgirls.com ANNND https://crockpotguys.com my life has changed.  So let me back up a little bit. 
I used to be a garbanzo beans out of a can for dinner, type girl.  Let me put it this way…My mom gave me my very first mini crock pot years ago.  I sat on it for months trying to figure out what to do with it.  I eventually mixed my hair color in there then threw it away.  For shame!
Once Kirk and I met and he had dinner at my parents house, he very loving said, “You WILL learn how to cook like this and I WILL love it.”  No pressure.  Needless to say, I earned this rock on my finger and have been cooking away for two plus years.
The fact of the matter is, I like cooking. I love trying new recipes.  I love serving my fiance a warm plate when he comes home, albeit no children involved yet, hence my “joy” for cooking.  In fact, right now my only issue with cooking is the time management.  I get off of work at 3:30pm every day.  I’m an early bird, but certainly not by choice.  I remember when i switched to this schedule I thought I would have all the time in the world.  However because I cook new meals and meals we crave (i cannot boringly cook for the week) I go to the grocery store every day.  I know, I know.  The insanity.  So by the time I’m home 4pm strikes.  4:15pm at the gym.  5:30pm to the grocery store…then the next thing I know, I’m cleaning up dinner and its like 8pm.  I get off at 3:30pm – how does this happen!?  Where does the time go?! 
Any who.  So as you can see, I’m always looking for a cheat.  I quick, but fulfilling meal.  Insert   —-> crock pot.  I used it from time to time, but dear lord, I never new the vast recipes I could “cook” all while really doing nothing.  I get home from the gym, my house smells mouthwatering good and I trick Kirk into thinking I have been slaving away all night.
So as you can see – me and my crock pot are new BFF’s.  Thank you for giving me a good hour or two back to my day.  Thank you for making me look like a cooking star, and all I had to do was chop up a few veggies.  I love you.  I love you crock pot.  I see a real long future with us.

Check, check, check (and written checks)

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So its been a bit since I’ve updated this thing. Funny thing is, I’ve actually updated it about 3 times or so, but never found the time to finish it up and it got lost in space. This time I will publish this post. Damn it.

So wedding things are quickly getting crossed off. Come to think of it, with my OCD I should have had a shotgun wedding. I am fabulous at getting things done quick when I start getting into the zone. So things done:


Dress is purchased. Dress is also purchased at twice the cost I thought I’d spend : / (Don’t worry – Kirk doesn’t read this.)


Photographer found, but not confirmed with a deposit. I’m so so excited about this person. I won’t even begin to tell you how higher that budget ended up at.


Flowers – decided to do a do-it-myself approach (aka…every single dingle bridesmaid and mothers) the night before the wedding. Costco does wedding flowers…at like a tenth of the cost. Done and done. See, I CAN save money….or re-allocate at least.


and of course we know venue is done. So all the biggies are taken care of. One thing I cannot decide:


My colors. Grey and Purple? Grey and champagne? And orange? Or peach? For the love…I don’t know! I think I will decide this once the bridesmaids dress are picked out.


Speaking of dresses. I feel loco for even bringing up the dress shopping to the girls so early. I mean seriously I am a year and a week away (but who’s counting?) Yet, I have this inner desire to bask in the satisfaction of crossing things off my list – sort of like my friend/colleague, Debbie (Debbie, if you are out there…I’m envious of your crossing off abilities. I mean cleaning China? Really?) So I will try to hold off on sending the email to the bridesmaids…no matter how much I that un-checked box is glaring at me…eating away at my soul.

So that’s my update thus far. Other than that, I’ve come to the conclusion that camping and living on a diet of beer, whiskey and sandwiches is NOT helping me loose my wedding day 10. Ok, actually, I don’t want to loose 10 as I prefer my ladies with a bumbum and boobies…but I’d like to loose at lease a solid 5. Which is as difficult as…well I don’t know. But its really frickin hard for me to loose weight. I never gain…and I never loose. I always stay the same. Lame. Maybe I’ll wire my jaw shut. Or maybe I’ll jump off a bridge before I ever went that long without my beloved food.