Secret Admirer?

I don't really get the mail every day.

In fact, I pretty much get it whenever I remember to get it. Usually it's just junk mail because I pay most of my bills online these days so I don't really care about getting my junk mail and ads on time.

One evening a couple of weeks ago, I checked the mail when I was taking out the dogs, and there's an US Weekly magazine in the box. I thought, "Ooh! US Weekly! Wonder how that got in there? Must've been the neighbors or something. Maybe I'll browse through it tonight and then deliver it to them tomorrow. They'll never know the difference."

Nope. It was addressed to me.

Obviously, I did not sign myself up for US Weekly. Neither did Tim. (That's not really something he would do anyway.) I called my mom when I was driving home from work the next day and asked her if it was like an early Christmas present or something. She said no. Did Gabrielle do it? No.

Who did it?

Then, last week after work, I walked in the door from work and Tim says, "You got another magazine." At this point I've already received three weeks worth of US Weekly and I was really liking it.

"Oh, cool!" I said.

It was actually Rolling Stone magazine. Literally, he meant another magazine. Score! Love Rolling Stone.

So, I don't know who you are magazine fairy, but I like your taste in picking out my magazines. And if you're on a roll and I haven't met the magazine quote yet, I'd like to put in a request for any of these: In Style, Yoga Journal, Scrapbooks Etc., or Real Simple. (And if you'd like to reveal yourself, I'd like to thank you as well.)

PS - I'm much better about checking the mail now, too.

He still...

Curls his tongue when he thinks hard about something.
Has the best laugh ever.
Charms you with his bright blue eyes.
Gives the best hugs and kisses.
Lives 6,000 miles away.

Brings tears to my eyes when I have to say goodbye.




He still...

Remembers me.

And I hope that never changes.

Fun in PA

more to come later...

Adventures in Neti Pot-ing and other interesting things this week

My sinuses and I ... we don't get along. Twice a year, they like to act up and give me sinusitis and put me out of work for almost a week. The past few days I felt a little sickly and I decided ... this time I have to take matters into my own hands. Ladies and gentlemen, I purchased a neti pot this evening.

I think it really just gives me one more reason to put off going to the doctor. But I've heard raves reviews of neti pots from coworkers and friends so I figured why not? And, hey, I've done ear candles with the best of 'em... why not try this too?

Well, for one thing, I kinda felt like I needed adult supervision. (And you might be thinking, Olivia, you are an adult. And, yes, you're right, but I felt like I needed a Mom there or something. You know. It was just strange.)

I read the directions three times and still I think I did it wrong. It says you're supposed to tilt your head and then breathe through your mouth, but everytime I ended up swallowing water somehow. No bueno. I got a little better each time (I did it twice on each side) but it still didn't feel right.

So if anyone out there has experience in this sort of thing, please email or comment and maybe give me some tips so I don't feel like I'm drowining in the ocean the next time I do this. On the upside, the little bit that I managed to do correctly, has improved my breathing... so I'm actually feeling good about it overall.

In other news, I have time off from work starting on Saturday! Hallelujah! Tim and I are going to visit his family and have an early Thanksgiving dinner with them. Should be lots of fun up in PA. However, the trip up there will probably not be lots of fun.

Nine hours ...

in the Mustang ...

with two dogs.*

What are we thinking!??!

Food is a strong motivator I tell ya. I'll let ya know how it turns out.


*Feel free to leave comments or suggestions about this as well. :) We need all the help we can get!

My Favorite Kind of Fall Pictures...

Spent some quality with the dogs earlier this week. Given their expressions I think they truly enjoyed it all.