Category Archives: Life as we know it

We’re Not in CT Anymore

After spending 6 days in our new city, it is safe to say that we are definitely not in CT anymore. This California kid had quite the culture shock when she moved to Connecticut 5 years ago, but moving to the South is a whole new experience.

Going to the grocery store is one of the easiest and quickest ways to explore a new area and our few trips to different stores have been eye opening. Let’s just put it this way…it is now clear that we are yuppies. I guess it is true…if you make an arugula, quinoa, feta, and strawberry salad…you are a yuppie. Yes, a colleague of Jeremy’s deemed his salad an official “yuppie salad” and we all laughed and made jokes, but now…I have seen the light.

All in all, my first impressions of Knoxville are good ones. People seem friendly and laid back (not at all like CT) and the small town-ness reminds me of SLO. I really think we are going to like it here, but there are times when we feel as though we do not fit in. Prime example: Jeremy hardly understands anyone. I find this hilarious and I’m sure many good stories will unfold and be told on the blog. Needless to say, things are wildly different and I am sure I will have a lot of blog material as we explore the area.

I want to leave you all today with one fun tidbit from my morning. As I was sitting at Starbucks, starting my job-hunt,  I opened my email and  was quickly reminded by Groupon Deals that (once again) we are not in Fairfield (the richest county in CT) anymore.

 

What do you think? Should I grab this deal or what?!?!

 

 

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Is there something red on my neck?

Visiting Knoxville really helped calm my nerves about the whole moving thing. The downtown is super cute, has an awesome farmer’s market, cool restaurants that serve tofu and tempeh, and people were extremely nice. No one “blessed our hearts”, so I think it was a pretty good trip!

The great thing about Knoxville is that the rent is a lot lower than Fairfield County. We decided to rent the three bedroom house, horrific floral wallpaper and all! And yes, we found a place to live within an hour of arriving in Knoxville. We rock.

Three of the rooms have very livable wallpaper, but the dining room and guest bedroom….Instead of dwelling on something that could be negative, we decided to jump in and embrace the country chic-ness of our new home. If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em, right?!?!?

So, what does one hang on walls covered with brown and green floral wallpaper???

Nothing other than Rocky the Ram, of course!

Yes, Rocky will be the new inhabitant of our dining room. I think he will be a very polite (albeit, quiet) dinner guest.

If we are going to do this right, we can’t just stop at faux taxidermy. Oh no, no. That wouldn’t be fully embracing out new found country lifestyle. I may have also picked up a red rooster at Home Goods. Frank (yes, I’m naming our rooster Frank) will most likely reside by one of the non-working fireplaces.

I can’t just stop at rams and roosters. The place is going to need a few more touches.

One DIY project that I am planning to help complete this country-chic picture is none other than some down-home redneck wine glasses!

I saw these during our stay in Knoxville and was smitten! Country perfection, don’t ya think? They are about $10-$12 each if you buy them, but I think DIY’ing it up is the way to go. Gotta save some scrilla so I can start my moonshine business!

So, with all of these fabulous home décor touches, who’s comin’ to visit? You get to stay in the pink room!!!! Yep, haven’t even delved into the pink room yet….another post for another day!

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All I Want for Christmas

I know it’s that time of year when everything should be all about the giving and not receiving, but I want my iPhone 4S now! (Yes, this should conjure up an image of Veruca Salt in Willy Wonka.) Apple is playing with my emotions and it’s just not fair.

I’ve been waiting for an iPhone for a good amount of time now. Let’s just say four years. Maybe more. I’ve lost count. Why so long? Well, I have been a loyal Verizon customer for at least 10 years and I have never wanted to switch to AT&T. I knew in my heart that one day, the iPhone would be available on more than just one carrier. So I waited patiently. I pined. I longed. Then the fateful day came when the iPhone 4 was released by Verizon. Oh happy day! Alas, I still had a year or more on my two year contract and I couldn’t justify spending $500 on a phone.

November 30, 2011. The day  my two year contract was up for renewal and my phone upgrade discount would take effect. I logged in to my account, fingers twitching with excitement…GodDamnMother….

Backordered.The 4S was f’n backordered. I thought to myself, no biggie, I can wait the 16 days until it ships out. I clicked order and wished myself a merry little Christmas.

December 16th. The day of days. I woke up with a gleam of excitement in my eyes. Today the iPhone would make its journey to my loving hands. Today I would be one product (ahem-iPad2) away from the infinite Apple technology loop. Amidst the excitement, something felt awry.  I hadn’t received a shipment notice. Hmmm, that seemed  odd, so I tracked the status of my order…GodDamnMother….

December 23rd. December 23rd!!!! Now it’s shipping to me on December 23rd. Let the loud groaning ensue. UGH! I feel like a junkie waiting for my next fix. All I want to do is hold that amazing Smartphone (equipped with Siri) in my hand. My Droid knows it too. The Droid feels my lack of love and resentment that I’ve had to spend a whole more month with it. This must be a test of wills. A joke among the Apple Gods. How much longer must I wait???

Pretty much all of my sentiments can be summarized in the following video. My loving husband told me the video reminded him of me. Being compared to a fake Hitler…I’m not sure how I feel about that.

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Who’s got Baby Fever?

Tick tock, tick tock. Can you hear it? That is the sound of my husband’s biological clock.

Yes, it’s true. My husband has baby fever and I’m still feeling luke-warm on the issue. I’ve talked to friends and the same thing seems to be happening: more and more men are oohing and awing over babies and putting the pressure on the women-folk to settle down and pop out some kids.  I’m sure there is some scientific study out there that talks about how women are pursuing their careers and putting motherhood off for longer and yada, yada, yada. I’m sure that is true in a lot of cases: we get married later, work on our careers more, and always figure that motherhood can wait and will be there when we are ready. What really boggles my mind though, is how baby fever has taken hold of my husband. Let me give you some examples:

Location: Whole Foods

Date & Time: Saturday around 12:30 PM

Scene: The hubby and I are walking around Whole Paycheck (ahem- Foods) picking up a few necessities like almond butter and specialty cheeses. All of a sudden, we hear a giggle. Not just any giggle. Imagine the cutest, most adorable baby giggle you can think of and multiply it by 10. This little baby’s infectious laugh could be heard all throughout the store. (I have to admit, it was pretty precious) Upon hearing the most adorable baby giggle x 10, my husband turns to me with big doe eyes and says, “Don’t you want one of those?” I shrug my shoulders and  tell him maybe once we know where we’ll be in the next 6 months we can talk about it.

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Location: Raspberry Picking

Date & Time: A Saturday afternoon in August

Scene: The hubby and I are with friends at a U-Pick it farm. We are struggling to find any raspberries worth taking home. The pickin’s were slim! Then we see it: a cute Connecticut family. The hubby turns and gives me a longing look. I try to ignore his look as we go in to the next row of forlorn raspberries. Then we hear it. A darling little voice saying, “Daddy, I don’t ever want to leave. I want to pick raspberries forever.” I know what’s coming…the look! The longing look of “isn’t that the cutest thing you’ve ever heard in your whole thirty years of living” and I can’t escape it. Then the hubby says, “See, don’t you want a daughter? Baby B would be so cute, just like that little girl”. I retort with, “Yeah, but what about when Baby B is screaming and crying because we actually make her leave the raspberry farm. You still want one when it’s doing that?”

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Yes, I refer to babies as “it” or “them”. Charming, right? I do think it’s great that my husband wants to start a family and that he is in to kids. I know I’m lucky because a lot of people don’t have that. I just wish his biological clock wasn’t going tick tock like the Glockenspiel in Munich. Like I said, I am starting to warm to the idea of putting a baby up in my belly (if I’m lucky enough to be able to). I’m not pushing off motherhood because of a career, in reality it is more about my own fears. But that’s a whole other post in and of itself!

Seriously folks, these baby fever interactions totally amuse me. It’s like a movie, Attack of the Baby Fever!  The same situation plays out in something similar to the above at least once a week, but the movie version would play out something like this: A mob of cute babies are following me down a dark alley.  Then my husband’s googly eyed face comes on the screen and he asks over and over “Don’t you want a Baby B?” I start to run away and then the babies engulf me with their coos and laughter. The scene starts spinning like a scene out of Vertigo and then I wake up with sweat beads streaming down my forehead. Relieved it was a dream, I look over to  my husband and he is awake and looking at me me with those same googly eyes. He says he has a suprise and brings Baby B into the room. Then, of course, I let out a good old fashioned blood curtling scream.

Oh, how different we are from the 1950’s couple of yesteryear.

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