Wednesday, December 31, 2008

quite a quandary...

oh my. oh my. oh my.

what to do?!

i had no idea.

until we received an empty envelope in holiday card from our superintendent. on the envelope was penned, "super ___ porter ___ handyman ___.'

i had no idea that we needed to tip... er, bonus... these ppl. i totally understand the need to, though... but i have NO IDEA how much to give. the super collects packages for me with some frequency, and (who i think is) the porter is super-duper friendly and hardworking... while (who i think is) the handyman seems weird.

can you help me? puh-lease. we don't know what to do but know we need to do something. ugh, the agony of not knowing how much to tip! 

p.s. it's snowing.
p.p.s happy new year's eve!

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

today is an awesome day!

my fave guy is 27 today! it's hubby's birthday...

everyone, gather 'round and let's sing to him...

1 - 2 - 3

"happy birthday to YOOOOOOUUUU! 
happy birthday to YOOOOUUUUUUU!
happy birthday dear PAAAAUUUUUL!
happy birthday to YOOOOUUUUUU!"


you may notice the sleepy face... we decided to go out for bday dinner last night instead of tonight, so we got home later than planned - oops! but it was super delicious. and it was super fun and spontaneous. and we did see the tree at rockefeller. and we played A LOT with our new lens. good times.

as for the bday loot (for those of you who don't know) - we're meeting up with the besties in vegas in 3 short weeks for a weekend of fun and relaxation... warmth was supposed to be there too, but since it snowed in vegas less than 2 weeks ago, i'm guessing that it's not very warm after all! and if that's not enough, i bought him a remote for our camera - he had to have something to open!

anyway, keep the awesome boy in your thoughts today... and maybe in your call list, as well. (he needs more ppl to sing to him... trust me!)

Saturday, December 20, 2008

two things...

so there are two things you should know about me that relate to this video:

1) i'm always this awesome.
2) i'm quite modest about how awesome i am.

happy holidays to you and yours.

(please say it makes you laugh. angy just said she'll give you five dollars.)

Monday, December 15, 2008

i should...

... post a blog about something good b/c i've lacked good content lately.
... do laundry.
... eat a truckload of ice cream.
... start packing for my 2 wk cross-country jaunt.
... eat breakfast.
... dance in the rain. 

that last 'i should' just reminded me of something.

i dance and sing everywhere. i do not possess dancing/singing skills... but i possess the rabid need to entertain (myself, mainly). i have no shame, and i blame my mother for this. she used to 'force' my sister and i to perform at the drop of a hat to entertain her friends. we (my sister and i) reveled in it... and somehow, i still do.

i never thought that my actions could be embarrassing other ppl. i thought that sure, i might get a laugh every now and again, but mostly ppl just get used to my off-the-wall antics, so i become somewhat endearing. and this would make complete sense b/c i am endearing - quite endearing, in fact.

the other night, however, i learned the dark truth... the truth is that ppl are embarrassed for me. not all ppl enjoy my antics as much as i do. i am not the 'all-around lovable caricature' i once thought myself to be. a girl actually had to walk away from me, as i demonstrated the fact that i could dance and sing anywhere - and that my hubbs is never surprised or embarrassed b/c he loves that part of me. i was demonstrating this to her at a party of 14 friends (all friends in the room, mind you - no strangers in sight) b/c she was saying that she's easily embarrassed and that she gets embarrassed for ppl easily (and while the latter is true for me, the former is certainly not).

so i proceeded to dance and sing for all of thirty seconds before she shied away with the verbal reasoning, "i'm so embarrassed for you.' 

have i turned into michael scott?*

turns out that i'm not lovable for everyone. oh, the sadness in my heart.

okay, not really. but still. 

fortunately, my hubbs said that he'd be shocked and a little saddened if one day i stopped my random and spontaneous entertaining... and i know this to be true b/c he performs with me when we're at home... and even sometimes on the subway platform or in the grocery store aisle.

so while this girl doesn't love me for being... hmm... well, me - i guess, the person who matters most - the pb to my j or the mac to my cheese - does. so she can leap off a bridge** in her easily embarrassed skin, and i will continue to sing and dance in inopportune places (like subway cars and mcdonald's) b/c i'm happy, and i can keep myself entertained...

p.s. my entertainment factor triples when my sister is around. it's true.

*no, i am not michael scott. i am akin to phoebe. i am eccentric and in-my-own-world but not embarrassing.

**she's a nice girl, and i quite like her even though we could never hang out in public due to my embarrassing nature... so i wouldn't really want her to leap off a bridge.

Friday, December 12, 2008

our holiday cheer!

oh, go elf yourself!

hahaha. that sounds profane... but it's not!
many have asked me to share my holiday cheer, so here i go. i have watched our-elfed-selves about 82 times by now, and i stil LOLlersk8 everytime... really, i've been at the LOLlersk8ing rink for 12 hours... partay!

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

so today, i elfed us yet again... and to keep the title of fave aunt and uncle, we elfed our two fave lil' ones too... somehow miss e grew an extra hand, but there are weirder things.

for miss mary mack - a dance w/ no extra arms!

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

spread some cheer

so i've always loved natalie portman (even despite her portrayal as the odd-haired lady in star trek*). she's adorable and seems quite smart and conscientious. rashida jones, on the other hand, played miss karen on the office... and i didn't like karen at all. i, like most girls, took issue w/ karen b/c she caused problems in the jim/pam world o' love, and that was no good. now that she's no longer causing problems, and now that i know she's friends w/ miss portman, i like her too. these videos truly crack me up...

so with no further adieu...

*hahaha. yes, i know it's not star trek, but i've never seen either series of crazy-space-age-futuristic-sci-fi movies, so who cares?! oh, and it's all the same.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

the most wonderful time?

hello. i'm steffa, and i'm in the holiday spirit.

who am i? 

where did the scrooge-esque steffa go? 

i'll tell you where - she stayed in anti-christmas land: the desert. for any of you who've never spent the holiday season in a holiday-y locale - you are missing out.

we have snow. we have lights on small streets. we have the smell of wood-burning fires that are actually warming households (for those who have fireplaces). 

we have the holiday spirit here in brooklyn.

this is the 2nd year in a row that i haven't wanted to throw myself off a cliff b/c of the gross commercialization of the holiday season. wow. i'm impressed. i guess i'm not the cold-hearted, spoiled brat i thought i was... (okay, maybe that's pushing it.) 

part of me even wants a christmas tree... but hubbs knows better than to believe me on that b/c deep down, he knows that i'm not there yet. but i skipped through the light snowfall tonight, and i sang christmas carols while doing so. (well, two to be exact... and really only 4 or 5 words of each song b/c that's all i know.)

tonight's snowfall was the tiny tim to my scrooge demeanor. bravo.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

turkey day - the aftermath.

turkey day was fun. friends - check (15 of us total, i believe). food - check (can i quadruply check this?). fun - check (2nd annual wii bowling tournament. go joanie! boo-yah!). 

the long weekend was the bomb. too much food - check. random photo shoots with the hubbs - check. online shopping - check. plenty o' sleep - check. second thanksgiving turkey dinner (and the leftovers to match) - check (times one million).

and now...

a photo essay - by steffa-effa s.

i get crazy and stalker-ish around celebrities

he's crazy about the wii bowling championship

'hood skyline per me

'hood wood and concrete per hubbs

new hats bring out the serene in me


warm, fuzzy shoes make my tootsies smile

turkey soup that my mom used to make

the end.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

bird, bird, bird. bird's the word!

happy thanksgiving!
may you all have a radical cornucopia like i have!
remember last year? well, this year we didn't get a frank... 
not yet at least.

thanksgiving ... to be continued.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

tagged and then some.

so i was totally tagged. i'm s'posed to post the 4th photo in my 4th photo folder... the problem is that there are too many possible 4s, as we have folders within folders within folders and random photos that don't seem fun to post (like photos of our camera).

so, i'm cheating. i'm choosing the photo i post, so i'm really breaking the rules of the tagging game. sorry, but that's how i roll. and then i went and chose two photos. i'm a renegade... some would say 'a maverick.'

so the photos i chose (folder 9, folder 3, folder 1, photo 29 & photo 32) are awesome. they're of my favorite things - me 'n' my hubbs (though not in that order, obviously)! when the leaves were changing colors, we made a date to visit prospect park... and we walked the entire park, but the leaves were still mostly green...

so then we made another date to walk through central park a couple weeks later, and many leaves were still green, but many more were beautifully colored for fall... so of course, we snapped a few photos of the perty leaves... and then we snapped a few photos of our-perty-selves. and never to be a boring or predictable pair, we took two cute photos and 3 or 4 crazy ones. 

aren't we adorable? 

thanks to melissa for tagging me. if you read my blog and you blog or send out emails, then i tag you. all of you. you should follow the rules. no need for more mavericks in the world.

now, on to some other muy importante news... (drum roll, puh-lease)

our friend JOANIE sent in an audition tape to the food network. believe-you-me: she is one heck of an amazing cook. she's vegan, so i shouldn't like her food (hello, i'm from nebraska - aka beef capital of the u.s.), but it's amazing. she had us over for UH-mazing vegan enchiladas filled with kale and deeelishusness. trust me. 

plus, she's cute as a button and has a FABU* personality. seriously, this girl has got it goin' on. that said, you should watch her video and comment amazing things to match her amazing demeanor. i mean, she has an adorable pup named 'puppers!' 

Friday, November 21, 2008

converse photo shoot.

my 3 sfg wishes...

it's sfg day - hooray! thanks, mrs. dub! 

i get 3 wishes (that will never be realized).
the rules: 1. A winter coat 2. A pair of winter shoes 3. A winter accessory

here are my picks...

1. a winter accessory -
(possibly in heather or charcoal grey)

2. a pair of winter shoes -
(i may own these as of this weekend... please, hubbs!)

(i will admit that this isn't the most functional choice - what with the cropped body and arms, but it is cute...)

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

the chili debacle / the window paranoia

oh, i'm a chef all right.
i made homemade chili.
 isn't that strange? 
i made homemade chili. 

that just makes me laugh. but to be honest, it's not the best chili i've ever eaten. if i'm honest again, i blame the recipe (and the fact that i had to use all canned green chilis b/c ny isn't a hot spot for chili selection). it's hunk-of-beef style chili. i'm more of a ground beef girl. it's hot sauce style chili (pureed veggies/chilis). while i'm more of a chunky girl (haha). it called for no beans. i prefer beans, so i added them. (i think they help.) it's a bit spicy, but not so spicy that i can't eat it.

i just don't think i want to. the chunks of beef are too huge. one needs a spoon, a fork and a knife to eat this chili... the spoon to spoon up the pureed veggie/chili sauce-y stuff. the fork to get the hunks o' beef, and the knife to cut said hunks o' beef.

just not my kind of chili.

 'eh, i'll see what hubbs thinks when he eats it tomorrow. (it's another late night tonight.)

while making said chili, i had to roast some green peppers. i chose to do this by holding the pepper pieces over an open flame... there were other ways to do it, but this seemed the simplest and the cleanest.

since i was purposely burning the heck out of the peppers, i opened 2 windows. see, our smoke detector tends to be a bit sensitive, and i didn't want the alarm to go off... well, the alarm didn't go off. 


instead one of the windows popped out of the window frame. yes, the whole window came out - well, in technically, as it fell to the inside of the apt, not the outside. (thank goodness!) since hubby wasn't home, and i'm not very strong, i made an 'emergency' call to the super, and he sent someone over immediately... that someone will be back tomorrow to actually fix the window. tonight he just used a window 'band-aid.' (whatever that means. no, he didn't say it... i just did, but i don't really know what i mean.)

anyway, i have been nightmaring (not quite dreaming) over the window popping out since last winter. seriously, when the wind blows, it honestly sounds like our windows are going to cave. i always imagined hubbs and i in a nice slumber when BAM! the window crashes on top of us... well fortunately, the popping window just happens to be the one next to the dresser - not next to the bed. said window has this weird thing where it unhooks at one corner, but hubbs can fix that easily (as shown by the super)... but turns out that the 'fixing' was just 'band-aiding' the problem. (again with this weird band-aid metaphor. where did it come from?) anyway, my nightmares weren't so outlandish after all. 

so to all of you who call me paranoid - ha to you. my paranoia seems more like clairvoyance this time. and my chili... well, it still sucks.

Monday, November 17, 2008

a monday, for sure.

this is from dc in 2004. i was pretending to be sad, so i made it b&w to really bring out the depression in the fake sadness to go with my real emotions today.

i LOVE new beginnings. no, really. new beginnings provide a fresh start to any experience... whether it's a new apartment, a new city, a new job or just a new friend. i love me some change.

so i ask: aren't mondays, in essence, new beginnings? and shouldn't they, therefore, provide a fresh start to the week?

why is it, then, that mondays stink? why is it that mondays try to suck the optimism and hope right out of you? why do mondays try to ruin what should be a perfectly good week? 

dang you, mondays. you should be a better friend to me. after all, i love your cousin (new beginnings).

today, i had one heck of a bad monday. had you already guessed that? if not, maybe you should get your infer-sensor checked b/c i definitely implied that my monday wasn't great.

that said: my car was towed today. and it started off as such a lovely monday...

i had to be in manhattan for a meeting at 9am, and the location of said meeting was mere blocks from hubby's work... so we had the luxury of commuting to work together today. it was joyous to have that extra 45 minutes with him... especially since he's been so busy at work and will continue to through this week (boo!). well, i was right on-time for my meeting, and i parked across the street from the store (score!); i checked the signs (no parking from 4 - 7pm), and i paid my little muni-meter ($2 per hour!). all was well... or so i thought.

when i returned an hour later, my car was gone. 

a store owner helped me, "well, they always tow if you park before 10am." 
to which i replied, "it only says - no parking from 4 - 7pm - though."
to which she pointed to the sign and replied, "it also says from 7 - 10am."

can i just tell you what an idiot i feel like? i once felt like only the truly moronic would get their cars towed... sure, we all get a parking meter ticket every once in a while (only one so far for me - considering how many different meters i park at weekly, this has to be some sort of record.), but who really parks when the sign says "no parking" or "no standing?" well, today, my friends... i am that moron.

it gets worse. i walked 3/4 of the 3/4 of a mile walk from my meeting to the impound lot, when i received that fateful call that one never wants to receive at a moment like this - "you better turn around; you forgot your keys."

did i mention that it was 45 degrees out? did i mention that i was only wearing a light, unzipped coat and no socks or tights to protect my frigid feet? did i mention that i was crying a little bit?

anyway, 2 hours and $300 later, i had my car back. yay? seriously, i love my job, but being required to have a car in nyc suddenly seems like the raw end of the deal. blech.

scratch photography school. anyone want to donate to the steffa's-an-idiot-and-got-towed fund? only $300 to go... then maybe my idiocy won't sting so badly.

Friday, November 14, 2008

a dream...

so today i decided that i want to be a photographer.

will you  pay for me to go back to school to become a photographer? 
if so, i will take photos of you for free for life.

pretty please?

the story of my dream - 

i'm awesome. the end. (ha!)

so in high school, i took a photography class, and i was no good. that didn't stop me from buying an slr camera, though... a pentax 35mm. i still have it. it got some use but certainly not enough. know why? b/c it used to be (not so much anymore) that if i wasn't automatically good at something, i would quit b/c i was intimidated.

and when hubbs and i became bff and then bf/gf, he was always better at 'things' than i was, so i was super-duper intimidated... so i backed off of the whole photography thing b/c he was better than me, and he knew more than me, and clearly i couldn't ever progress enough to be as good or even decent enough to not be thoroughly embarrassed. oh, the mind and emotions of a girl.

well, i'm pretty much over that now... not just the 'not being as good as hubbs' thing, rather the whole 'not doing things b/c i'm not automatically good at them' thing. hence the guitar. hence the graphic design classes. hence the wanting to take photo classes.  and oh how i want to get out that ol' film camera and put it to some use... preferably in b&w today.

who knows? maybe the next thing i'll do is to really (try to) learn to hip hop dance. my good bud, shanda, took a few classes with me back in t-town... and that girl can really dance, while i just held the class up big time, but i had fun... and she didn't make too much fun of me! 

ha. but really... who wants to pay for my photography school?

p.s. these photos were not taken by me. shocker, i know. they were taken by my hubby... when we were 17... and when we took our 'secret,' 'runaway' trips to cali and sedona (i may have to explain those trips at a later date). and in downtown phx. yes, some ppl go there to have fun other than on game days. 

Thursday, November 13, 2008

get me a violin...

let me play you a sad tune:

hubbs has worked late every night this week. i have no friends to call up and hang with. i'm a social being. i get lonely.

to top it off, when i get lonely, i sulk. i choose to sit and be miserable (such an over-exaggeration). seriously, though... i sit and stalk friends in other states on myspace and facebook and wish them here. i im with melissa. i don't eat dinner.

poor hubbs. he doesn't want to work late. he wants to come home to hang w/ me... mainly b/c i'm awesome (and partly b/c he doesn't have many friends either).

so while i've been lonely this week, i've had these two big school projects looming over me... and guess what?! i've done none of it. i'm unmotivated. i'm stuck. and that just makes the need for a violin that much greater.

someone, please play me a sweet, sad song... b/c while i've been learning guitar since my birthday and should be able to play my own sad song, i haven't had much time to play in the last month or two... except for this week - in which i haven't played a note.

feel bad for me. or laugh at me, as i am doing. i know that i could do homework. i know that i could go to the gym. i know that i could do the dishies. i know that i could watch sappy, girly, chicky-flickies... but i'm not, and i won't.

instead, i wait. i wait for my hubbs... and the moment he walks through the door, i light up and feel active. suddenly, i want to clean and cook and take photos... none of that happens, though, as i would rather eat something (albeit not a full dinner) and snuggle on the couch with my sleepy, over-worked, lovey hubby! he'll be home in a couple hours... 

my life's not so bad after all... but i still want my sad song!

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

she did it!

remember when melissa said that she would send me a cornucopia

welp, she did.

i am now the proud owner of a cornucopia... and a can of sliced carrots... and a couple of fun-size candy bars (note to self - eat those before hubbs is off the diet!)... and a mini, black christmas tree.

we have awesome friends, no doubt. they should move to nyc... 

and if you haven't read melissa's blog yet, you should do so today b/c it's all about yours truly - ME! yeah.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

steffa-ess and the no good, very bad day.

yesterday was a yucky day. just everything was off... everything. the source? well, i don't know exactly. 

but i have an idea - i have two projects this week that i have NO idea how to complete. the more difficult of the two is a tiki bar-restaurant menu that requires a bit of drawing. and a bit of tacky. i'm way better with simpler designs that don't rely too heavily on graphics (sounds like a beginner to me!). have you ever been to a tiki bar-restaurant? (i recommend the pupu platter.) they are designed with the gaudiest, tackiest and cheesiest things imaginable... and i want to go that direction with my menu, but it requires a bit of skill... skill that i don't possess (yet).

some ppl in the class want to go for a more elegant aesthetic, and i could probably do that, but i want to go tacky, tacky, tacky! i want the design to spew bright colors and torches and tiki gods and hula girls and umbrellas... and i have no idea how to do it.

i'm stressing myself over it. i need to come up with something, but nothing's coming. 

so yesterday, was a straight bad day. i don't blame the menu-project completely, but b/c i can't think of anything else, the project takes the blame... you'll be happy to know that i have vowed to make today better. but that would've been impossible had it not been for my awesome hubbs-a-lot. seriously, he came home late (another part of the bad day), but he cheered me up big time... he made me laugh, which made me snort*, to which he said, "it's your snort that really melts me!" what a guy.

*did you not know? oh, yes. i snort. it's accidental. it won't go away. don't blame me.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

where for art thou, romeo?

so i know that you've all been wondering what's been going on with my class... don't feel sheepish; i would want the updates too. 

luckily for you (ha!), the election provided plenty blog-fodder, so i lacked need to show you my brilliant artistry... today, no such blog-fodder.

this is my theatre poster for 'romeo & juliet.' yes, it is not a real production. yes, it will never be used. yes, i am amazing at fake poster art.

now, just bask in my brilliance.

Friday, November 7, 2008

comic relief?

i've been in a somber mood over the last few days. so i need to relax. afterall, it is the weekend. so here is some funny... or at least some awesome!

oh, and i super enjoyed our (not so) little debate. i'm with mikey in that i totally learned a lot in all of my research and from all of your comments. from the constitution to religion - i feel enlightened. that topic was definitely a test*, and now i know that when i want to post what's really on my mind, i can! 

will you all still be friends with me? i still love you!
*i guess it was kind of a seriously controversial test, but whatevs, i mos def don't follow societal norms most of the time!

and just some funny that my friend (who dubbed me 'steffa' - miss cinda-block) sent me today, and it made me chuckle...

Thursday, November 6, 2008

teaching acceptance is good.

(since so many of you are still into it, here i go...)

while sometimes the comments can get heated, i'm glad that we can have this open debate. i feel fortunate to know ppl on both sides of the issue. just remember, i don't condone name calling, but i'm all about free speech - on both sides. 

i truly didn't think that the conversation would go quite so religious, but i don't mind that it did... b/c, again, i know some very religious ppl and some very non-religious ppl.

i wonder though: why were propositions 8 and 102 propositions proposing to define marriage as a man and a woman? i'm not sure that i understand... b/c from what i hear, the propositions aren't about taking civil liberties from same-sex couples, but rather about protecting churches and their first amendment rights. none of this was mentioned in any campaigning that hit nyc / the internet - and a lot of it was heard and read here!

so just part of the reason i think that these propositions are bigoted: the campaigning done for them was all about children learning about same-sex marriage in schools... and about homosexuality becoming (gasp!) socially a-okay.

so, again i ask the question: what schools TEACH marriage? i was never taught marriage, but i did have school lessons on diversity...

two i remember most were in 5th grade:

1. a girl in my class had cancer at an advanced level... b/c of this she was going through chemo and losing her hair. she was bald, but she wore bandanas. since children can be cruel (i mean, a GIRL with a bald head - ha) and may not understand what cancer is, the school held an assembly for 5th graders to explain what was happening to this girl, and why she shouldn't have been a target for jokes. truthfully, some parents were upset that the school attempted to explain cancer b/c it's a big topic that hit close to home for some, but had it not been done, this girl may not have made it through elementary school b/c kids are mean.

2. a different girl in my class, named tryphena. she wasn't the coolest kid; her clothes weren't hip; she had red hair; her name was tri - fee - nuh. everyone was mean to her. the girl wasn't even the smartest in the class, so she didn't have that going for her... so my teacher took the class aside one day and explained how hurtful we were being. tryphena's family was poor (this was the west-side of phx), so she couldn't always have the new clothes, and when she would get the free pb&j sandwich at lunch, it may have been her meal for the day... and rather than be mean, we should be compassionate and understanding. 

both stories say the same thing: kids cannot choose their lives. most things are out of their control... and yet regardless of how vanilla or rocky-road things are (red hair vs. cancer vs. single parent vs. poverty vs. same-sex parents), other kids are cruel and don't naturally understand the acceptance of diversity. 

that said - homosexuality is not going away. it is very likely that every child will see another child with two daddies or two mommies. and i think that before johnny with two mommies is mercilessly made fun of, a teacher or principal should step in... and it will happen regardless of whether or not same-sex marriage is legal. and it will happen quickly, which will make it difficult to contact parents beforehand.

while you may teach your children about acceptance at home about gay people (gasp!), many parents will not. just as many parents do not give the sex talk. sorry for you, but schools need to consider the children of the lowest-common-denominator-of-parents. if you want things to be taught along your moral lines, then you should find some way to homeschool or send your child to a private school... public schools are in the public sector and thus don't follow any specific creed's moral laws, so other than the basics (stealing, killing, fighting and biting are bad b/c they infringe on others' rights.), it is not the school's job to teach religious morals (ie: we mustn't criticize or demean another's homosexual persuasion, but it is wrong b/c of x, y & z).

Wednesday, November 5, 2008


yes we can.

as for proposition 8 and 102, i cannot say that i am not disappointed... but i'll leave it there*.

*for now.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

it's a good feeling...

so, i totally voted this morning. 

and it felt good.

at the end of the day, it doesn't even matter who wins. what matters is that i exercised my right to vote. and whether you vote with my guy or with that other guy, voting is important. like mrs. dub commented - at the end of the day, we have to go with the majority. that's the great thing about a democracy... the people get to voice their opinions, and those opinions matter.

(but i still really hope that my guy wins.)

anyway - thank you, thank you, thank you for letting me blog so controversially yesterday. seriously, i have been wanting to post that for weeks, but i just didn't have the courage. i didn't want to come across as judgemental b/c i don't think that proponents of those props are bigots or intolerant, but this is my platform, so i should be able to cast my opinion... though i thank everyone for adding their own... i will continue to hope for comments b/c it's forums like that (ie: debates) in which i learn the most. 

so why did i finally post it, you ask? well, i realized that it was my last chance. today would've been too late. i'm a passionate person, and it's difficult to hold me back when i believe in something. 

anyway, i hope that you ba-rock the vote today... but if you mccain the vote today, we can still be friends, and i will just commend you for exercising your right.

**how could i forget??? my bestie/sister, melissa, started a blog. you should visit. (no worries, angy... she does not take your place, but she is like a sister to me!)

Monday, November 3, 2008

you're in for a doozy.

okay, so i know that it was difficult to tell, but i quit the diet. i came to the realization that i do not need to lose weight. i figured i'd drop some weight with this diet and then bulk back up at the gym... well, i can't do it. i have enough will power to limit sugar (or so i learned), but i cannot force myself to eat omelets sans toast every day for breakfast... nor can i force a hard-boiled egg down my throat b/c it's the 'perfect snack.' so that's it. i quit. ha.


now, as the election is TOMORROW. i need to get something serious of my chest. i am not out to offend, but i just may do so. 

have you heard of prop 8 in cali or prop 102 in az? these are measures attempting to define the meaning of marriage in those states to 'a union b/w a man and a woman.' i believe that both offer the idea of 'civil unions' for gay people.*

while i know that many do not agree with the homosexual lifestyle, these propositions and the idea of  'civil unions' reek of 'separate but equal.'

"no, you can't be married like we can be married, but you can have your civil union... and really, it has all of the good stuff that marriage entails, but you can't be married."

so... wait? civil unions are practically the same as marriage, but gay people cannot be married? so... it's 'separate but equal?' 

wait, didn't the civil rights act of 1964 establish that jim crow laws were prejudice and didn't the supreme court determine that segregation was unconstitutional in the brown vs. board of education case in 1954?

how can we say that segregation of color is wrong but say that segregation of sexuality is right? i cannot do it. it is unfair. it is unconstitutional.

if the word 'marriage' is the issue, and it is just too special or sacred to be used for gay people, then tear my marriage license up and hand me a civil union certificate. i'm no better than gay people, so if they cannot have marriage, then why should i?

and while i'm on my high horse - changing state constitutions? really?!?! no, wait. seriously?! these propositions are proposing that we change state constitutions for THIS. not something to BETTER society or to ELIMINATE prejudice... but something to SEGREGATE people. what?!

A R E Y O U K I D D I N G M E ?

do the proponents of these propositions realize that limiting ANYONE'S right to marriage is just plain ol' LIMITING RIGHTS OF CITIZENS? i'm not sure that they do. 

it doesn't matter if their sexuality is different than your own, or if their skin color is different than your own, or if their religious beliefs are different than your own... these people are citizens - american children, taxpayers, soldiers, congressmen. and it is proposed that WE LIMIT THEIR RIGHTS? 

ugh. i'm sorry. this subject gets me heated. i cringe thinking of these things... we have come so far since the country's independence, and i know that this country has done some awful things, but i thought that we learned from our racial-segregation mistakes... know that segregation was more than a  mistake then, and it would be more than a mistake now.

and all of this on the coattails of one of the worst presidents of all times... a president who restricted freedom and all but eliminated constitutional rights... i guess it makes sense that these laws could be passed during his presidency.

please feel free to comment your heart out... even anonymously. i would honestly like to know the rationalization behind this 'separate but equal' ideology. i am well aware that i get around 30 (wow!) unique visitors per day... i would love all 30 comments even if they are all anonymous. though i'm unlikely to get 5 comments... ha!

(just so you know - i do not think that all proponents of civil unions are bad people or even prejudice people... i'm not judging the people who vote for this b/c i highly doubt they are thinking of this as 'separate but equal,' which is why i want to shine a light on it. i have a small voice in my little-read blog, but it's a voice... and i have the RIGHT to use it. which is why i vote. my rights shouldn't be taken away, and i don't believe that anyone's rights should be taken away... especially the right to equality.)

*if they do not offer the right to civil unions, then it is just plain segregation and prejudice and eliminating the rights of citizens... which is just as bad as pretending to be equal with the 'separate but equal' civil union.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

late-breaking news...

i quit.

Friday, October 31, 2008

a (controversial) halloween tale...

did you know that hubbs and i have 'dated' for (almost) 10 years? well, it's true... which means that we dated in high school. which means that he knew me at my best... er, most immature.

so that's where my halloween story comes from... high school.

on halloween during my senior year (a mere 8 months into our l o n g courtship), some girlfriends and i went out to have some fun (er, to look for trouble). we stopped at a friend's house to watch scary movies and ended up seeing a dude-from-school-who-had-a-crush-on-leann deliver us pizza with a big shiny-new shiner... all lame, so we left. since those were our only plans, and it was too late to trick-or-treat anywhere, we had to find something to do.

we were all dressed up, and we had a few hours to kill before our dreaded curfews... hubbs has always been a mainstay with all of my girlfriends. what can i say? he's just very likable... which is to say that i wasn't the only one missing his presence.

so someone (not me) came up with the idea of leaving halloween at his doorstep... or on his driveway and in his yard as it turned out. someone (not me) came up with the idea of doing a good neighborhood deed - cleaning up the old, now-useless pumpkins from random neighborhood houses... to leave on the driveway of our dear friend.

no worries... we had adult supervision. when we told my mom and my tony about this 'thoughtful' idea, they were floored. they insisted that we must bring our loot back to show them before decorating our friend's yard. there's even proof - just check the picture.
so after stopping by my home to take some photos and pick up another friend (a boy!), we were off to the ess family home. to this day, i have no idea how we weren't caught in the act. 5 high school kids dancing and hollering in the street at 10pm... you would figure that someone would hate on us, but no one did.

we lined the pumpkins across the driveway. we added heart and lip ornaments to the lawn. we took some photos. we laughed a lot. we bolted.

fast forward to the next morning - we were all so excited to hear our friend's grateful reaction when he arrived at school... sadly for katy, she was the first to see him, and he was downright MAD. turns out, the punkies caused a huge inconvenience for him and his fam... you try running late then realizing that you cannot leave the house until you move 15 stolen punkies from your driveway.

oops! we had not thought of that part. we had not gotten past the hilarity of the punkie driveway. we had not gotten past the idea of bringing halloween to the ess household late at night.

oh, the mind of 16 and 17 year olds.

it only got worse for my then-boyfriend. turns out that the garbage man came a week later, so in the hot az air, the punkies rotted in the dumpster... which meant an awful stench and an even more awful chore for my then-boyfriend.

i swear to you that we apologized profusely... and had nothing but good intentions.

oh, but how i love halloween!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

actor? check. political activist? check.

i swear that i'm totally over this election. i'm not exactly sure how i was ever under it... but that's not the point. the point is that election season lasts far too long, which allows candidates to be mean to each other for far too long, which allows regular peeps to be mean to each other for far too long, which makes me super over the election season.

know what i'm not over? miss anne hathaway. seriously, she is awesome. ever since the princess diaries, ella enchanted, the princess diaries 2, devil wears prada... she's the new julia roberts (who just happened to start her career in cheesy teen romance movies)... and now she's even more awesome.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

already? seriously? no, really?


it is 43 degrees out. 

it is rainy. 

it is windy. 

it is grey.

when i woke up at 730am, it still seemed dark out, though not pitch black. 

it has not lightened up all day.

while driving around today, my car said the outside temperature was 39 degrees. this was around 1pm. it is october. it is not quite halloween. we're in for a  l o n g winter, apparently.

plus, i was warned that last year was a super-super-super-mild winter. when winters are really bad, it can get to the negatives... it's not common, but it can happen. i deluded myself into thinking that global warming wouldn't affect my nyc dream of 'mild winters.' it was once a reality, but now with the whole climate change junk, every season is up in the air... blech.

i must thank my hubby times a million, though. he spotted this new coat a month or so ago at marshall's. it's kushy (sp?) and warm, and it will treat me nicely this winter... 

which apparently started today. 

(did i mention that yesterday was pretty dang sunny? not warm, but not ice-cold like today.)

(did i also mention that eliminating carbs - even for only 1 day - is super hard? did i mention that protein and veggies are far less satisfying than bread and ice cream? did i mention that i was around bagels, donuts, ice cream and waffle cones for hours today, and i didn't touch a thing? did i mention that i think my mom and my tony have willpower of steel since they will stay on atkins for months at a time? did i mention that somehow i dropped 3lbs since yesterday? did i also mention that i know it's a fluke, so i'm not excited about the loss yet?)

(oh, and please give me your hip hop names from 2 blogs ago... i was so excited to hear them. then i went and ruined my chances of comments by posting a new blog.)

Sunday, October 26, 2008

should i tell you?

i don't know if i should tell you... but against my better judgement, i am going to tell you.

first, you must promise not to judge.
hey, i see those fingers crossed. promise for reals.

okay, now i can tell you.

we're going on a diet. yes, a diet. a real, bona-fide diet... as in, cutting foods out and exercising. as in, reading all about the diet and sticking to it. as in, no sugar for two weeks... T W O W E E K S!

what diet you ask? south beach.

mom, don't try to tell me it's the same thing as atkins b/c it's totally not... it's the (more) heart-healthy version... the (more) moderate version. we only have to eliminate fruits and carbs (gasp and double gasp!) for 2 weeks then we can reintroduce the deliciousness back into our diet (just not to the extent that we're used to - ie. overloading ourselves). it actually seems do-able.

we went to the grocery store and stocked up on eggs, veggies and lean meats. (just one difference b/w atkins and south beach - SB does not require one to eat bacon everyday for two weeks like atkins does.) our fridge looks so leafy and green. 

i'm actually really excited about this.

ever since i took a job eating ice cream, my belly, legs, hips, chin and arms have all grown out of control. surprisingly, my weight's not up there too much, but i really need a good, solid sugar cleanse. i need to completely eliminate sugars just long enough for me to gain some will-power (hopefully two weeks).

what this really means for us is getting a handle on eating right. we're not that bad, but we tend to over-portion... especially on the carb-ed, the processed and the sugared. this is our chance to work it out. we're heading back to the gym, so watch out summer 2009.

you should totally comment... but before doing so, remember - you promised not to judge.

steffa's note - so i weighed myself for the first time today - 130.2, not too bad. let's see about heading to 120 - yeah! i'm not posting hubby's weight unless he gives me the green light.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

let's rap.

can i tell you how much i L O V E this? 
kids are so darn smart. seriously.

why can't adults be so involved as to 'flow' about the election?
maybe that would help us to get our peers involved...

... wait. did i just refer to myself as an adult? hmmm.

my rap name will be - s.lo

who wants to join my flow crew? (or is it cru?)
if you want to join, what's your rap name?

(do you get the title - let's rap? like, let's chat... get it? oh, i'm so funny.)

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Cabo - Take 2!

so we totally went to cabo, and it was as beautiful as we remember.
the weather did not let us down... 
it was 95 with 900% humidity the entire time.
seriously, we sweat our way through the vacation. 
a bit like bikram yoga...
which makes me think that we went on a 4 day body cleanse.
(let's not talk about all of the delicious food we consumed, as it was surely canceled out by all of the sweating... as were the 42lbs* i've gained since i took a job eating ice cream.)
the wedding was whimsical, and i may have teared up multiple times.
the music was magical and perfectly chosen.
the bride and groom looked amazingly happy - just the way they should.
seriously, this one goes down in history. things just aligned.
the hurricane hit a week early and 50 miles north.
the clouds parted. everyone arrived on time. 
sadly, we took very few photos... i'm talking very few.
i'm hoping that some of the other guests share b/c i mistakenly thought, "oh, there will be so many photos, i don't need to take any..." 
i'm just not that smart.

hopefully i'll have the energy to give you some deets sometime soon...

*42lbs is a gross exaggeration.
**if you think our lives are just too good to be true... well, you're right.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

we're back...

... and i like puppies.

See more Natalie Portman videos at Funny or Die

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

a (jazzier?) tale

jazzier or jazzier?

when i'm in the car, i tend to 'scan' radio stations. i like to scan and scan and scan through static and junky music until i find a gem of a guilty pleasure.

yesterday, while driving to d.c., i spent 4.5 hours scanning... and, man, did i find a gem. it (felt like it) had been years since i heard this song all the way through. (though angy and i sang it together while she was here, but that's beside the point, which is why i didn't mention it.) and it's a good song... a song with a story (spory, if you will).

so when i was super young (maybe 6 or 7), we lived in a townhouse. this townhouse complex was full of kids, which led to many a good story (angy, remember singing 'sing-a-song' in front of the stranger's 100 or so party guests and teaching those same 50+ year old guests the running man and roger rabbit? or what about signing up to play soccer before the 'coach' split with all the kids' money? or worse yet, the dirty ice cream man? or 'my knee popped out!'? -- all different posts) well, this story is priceless. (price is clearly relative.)

angy and i had these two friends. they were bro & sis and significantly younger than our (i'll say) 7 and 8 years... they were probably 5 and 4. the little girl, iforgethername, was the youngest, and we used to 'babysit' her... and by that, i mean that we hung out with her and bossed her around. totally not the actual story but funny none the less - one night we 'babysat' her (and by that, i mean that she spent the night), and we asked her to be a big girl and tell us a story. so she sat in our very-big-girl-seeming big bird chair to tell us a tale.

she began, "once upon a spory..." poor girl couldn't go on, as we were laughing so hard at her begging, "say it again!" so she began again, "once upon a SPORY..." and again, she couldn't go on... this went on for a good 5 or 10 minutes while angy and i were rolling on the ground with tears streaming down our faces. obviously, she bawled and asked to go home.

but back to the story. er, spory. so derek was iforgethername's brother, and he was a hottie. seriously, all the girls in the neighborhood had crushes on him despite the H U G E age difference... none of which were quite as devoted as mine and angy's crushes... well, the song 'eternal flame' by the bangles was a mega-hit at the time... like mega-to-the-infinity (at least in our complex)... and we had a little shed in our backyard that served as our fort where we came up with many a dance and song routine.

well, our eternal flame of devotion for derek was immortalized in that shed (for angy and me, anyway), as we added his name to the song. seriously, that was 20+ years ago, and EVERY SINGLE TIME that song is talked about, heard or sung, it is done so as follows:

close your eyes.
give me your hand, DEREK. (with big emphasis on derek)
do you feel my heart beating.
do you understand?
do you feel the same?

e.v.e.r.y. s.i.n.g.l.e. t.i.m.e.

so while driving to d.c., this musical masterpiece came on... as a good sister would do, i quickly called angy, so we could belt out our own lyrics together... and it was a moment, i tell you.

(wow, it's a really funny story to me, but really not all that funny once typed out... lo siento! so just forget about all of the time you just lost and will never get back and tell me which image seems jazzier.)