Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Medical science should really look into this.

I spilled coffee on Not Bob (my Powerbook) on Sunday. It wasn't a lot--maybe a tablespoon, but as we all know, liquids and electronics don't mix. At first, I thought everything was fine, but in short order I lost my ability to click. And let me just say that on a Mac, this is bad. Really bad.

I moved quickly through the stages of grief, with an extended stay at guilt (G had given it to me, just last August, as a birthday present). I hit Acceptance and then spent quite awhile plotting with G to see what kind of story we could concoct for the guys at the Genius Bar to get the repairs covered under the extended warranty when suddenly it appeared that Not Bob was still clinging to Denial. I rebooted for the eleven hundredth time and--I swear to Ganesha--Not Bob healed himself.

It's alive! Seriously. I don't know how, but the thing works just fine now. Ok, perhaps there's an occasional "crunch" when I hit the touchpad button, but it definitely clicks. And as a bonus, every so often while I'm web surfing, I get a whiff of Peet's.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

So, my toenail fell off.

And that's about all there is to say about that. I just looked down and there it was, half gone. Well, a quarter gone, really. It doesn't hurt and I haven't the faintest idea how it happened, but there it goes, along with my dreams of cute open-toed spring shoes. =(

Monday, April 07, 2008

Wrist, wrist, elbow, elbow, touch pearls.

As promised (although a bit tardy), here are the shower pictures! Thanks again to The World's Most Awesome Bridesmaid for a really amazing afternoon.






Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Do I Look Like I'm Laughing?

One of my bridesmaids is currently studying in France. Her final exams are the week before the wedding and she'll arrive back in the bay area just in time for rehearsal. Yesterday, I got an email from her explaining that, because the university had been shut down for a couple of weeks due to student demonstrations, the semester had been extended two weeks to make up for the time. Since she was already only going to just make the wedding, she wasn't sure that with the new schedule that she could be here. She apologized all over herself and she was going to see what she could do. She thought she could talk to her professors, maybe rearrange some of her finals. She said she was very, very sorry and she would keep me posted.

I cannot begin to explain the immediate and total freakout that followed. My co-worker thought I was going to pass out from hyperventilating. My mind was racing--Could I replace her? Did I need to replace her? If I did replace her, could K or A fit into her dress? Nope, probably not. Could I get another dress in time? Even if I could put a rush on the dress, would there be time for alterations? Could I just order the fabric and have a dress made? Would ordering the fabric at a different time mean a different dye lot? What did I ever do to Nicolas Sarkozy and why does he hate me so?!!!

At this point, I called Bella Bridesmaid and left a voicemail explaining that I was having a bit of a bridesmaid crisis and asking if perchance there was another bride who'd ordered navy blue dresses and how much it would cost to bribe them to purloin one of hers? Or, in the alternative, did they knew any nice, short Japanese girls that wouldn't mind being called S for a day and posing in photographs in exchange for a free meal and a pretty dress? I then started breathing into a paper bag and wondering aloud about the location of the nearest liquor store.

Which is about the time S let me in on the April Fool's joke.

Clearly, she must die. But not until after the wedding, of course.

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Show off your pictures!

Last weekend, FeministSAHM threw me a fantastic bridal shower at TranquiliTea, a gorgeous little tea shop in Pacifica. I'll post photos tomorrow (I still need to download them), but in the meantime, if anyone has any photos of the event they'd like to share, please do! I've created a Flickr account for the purpose. The login is sixseveneightwedding and you can email me for the password!