tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-210664012012-01-27T14:09:43.185-08:00... because life is short but sweet for certain.Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.comBlogger3941100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-74891201462727176182012-01-27T13:45:00.000-08:002012-01-27T14:09:43.207-08:00

So guess what I found under my couch last night... a sippy cup filled with milk. From a week (or so??) ago. So, technically, it wasn't really milk anymore. It was more like a strange congealed substance that I would classify as being half way between a failed science project and really fancy cheese. Delicious. I have no idea how it got there* but the stench that accompanied its disposal was

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-48380798804993051792012-01-25T11:27:00.000-08:002012-01-25T22:39:50.573-08:00

Barrett and I have a morning routine. It's good to have a routine. Following a routine helps with the auto-pilot I so often have to run on because motherhood = chronic sleep deprivation. So anyway, our routine. Our routine is I pick up my purse, my lunch, B's day bag and whatever else I need to schlep that day. I get them all balanced on my body and then I pick up B. Then I walk, loaded down

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-38158370596222047462012-01-11T17:07:00.000-08:002012-01-11T17:20:50.201-08:00

We found a cat turd in our bedroom the other day. Lovely. But what can you do other than sigh, clean it up and move on. I volunteered to bring Kyle a paper towel if he would pick it up. He agreed but asked if I would bring him some toilet paper instead so that he could just flush it. My husband is a genius. I love him. So I leave and bring him back a box of tissues to use. Upon receiving the

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-49839214598602834162011-05-31T15:45:00.000-07:002012-01-25T22:24:27.549-08:00

Hey look what I found: my pregnancy journal!! Nothing fancy, just a few thoughts I jotted down while B was in my belly. :) Warm fuzzies. Copied and Pasted here for posterity. The day I found out I was pregnant, I cried. Big sobbing tears. For no good reason, really... because, I mean, it's not like it was an accident. In fact, it was very deliberately NOT an accident. I knew

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-8177019670781729072011-05-08T16:51:00.000-07:002011-05-08T17:08:24.339-07:00

B is crying, wanting an afternoon nurse session and I'm trying desperately to finish the lunch that we had to take to-go because B was having a meltdown in the restaurant.Me: Ugh. I think he's still hungry. I wish you had boobs so you could feed him and I could eat in peace for once.Kyle: oh come on, you wouldn't like me very much ...if I had boobs.Me: ha ha, now I'm picturing you with boobs.Kyle

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-17376219483679149532011-04-15T10:25:00.000-07:002011-04-15T10:28:29.350-07:00

Sooooo.... B is WAY too big for his swing, we can't even come close to buckling the straps after we put him in the thing. (And I'm sure he's like 10 lb over the weight limit.) But he still likes to lay in it sometimes and sort of relax/zone out before we put him to bed, and who am I to deprive him of some much needed chill time, right? Well, last night he was in there all dreamy eyed while Kyle

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-52338849047017812612011-03-31T11:47:00.000-07:002011-03-31T11:56:28.687-07:00

One day I'm going to look back fondly at this time in my life, right? I'll forget the exhaustion and frustration and worry and all the other crap, and I'll just remember the good stuff. Right? The tiny fingers, the chubby legs, the sweet smiles. That's the stuff I'll remember, RIGHT??My guess is that the mind is mercifully selective in what it chooses to hang on to. It must be, or everyone

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-10323465039412634612011-03-30T22:35:00.000-07:002011-03-31T10:19:27.644-07:00

Little man discovered his toes today and is now entirely too captivated by them to sleep. It is equal parts absolutely adorable and terribly frustrating.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-19335769990744728272011-03-24T11:24:00.000-07:002011-03-24T11:25:35.085-07:00

I'm starving today and the only snack I have at my desk is a giant bag of prunes... this can't end well.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-65772264079160099912011-03-19T17:15:00.000-07:002011-03-19T18:12:50.054-07:00

Kyle has been dying to "torpedo" Barrett pretty much since the day he was born. (I think he's looking for some sort of cosmic revenge or something for his parents "torpedo-ing" HIM when he was just a wee little baby.) What is torpedo-ing you ask? Well, it's when one parent takes the baby in the pool, yells "Torpedo!!!", dunks the child, and then fires him at the other parent like an underwater

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-21062439833791964572011-03-16T22:23:00.000-07:002011-03-16T22:56:42.871-07:00

He did it! He pooped! It took him three whole days, but he finally did it. And it looked like peanut butter. PEANUT BUTTER. Just like it's supposed to look when they start solid food. I've never been so proud. (Seriously. I almost took a picture of it. Thank goodness I didn't, right?)This whole starting solids business is tough stuff. Really, this whole growing up business is tough. It's

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-58710514979742339942011-02-14T14:51:00.000-08:002011-02-14T15:14:57.674-08:00

When Barrett was about a week old I wrapped him up safe and sound and cozy in my moby wrap and Kyle and I took him for a walk in the park near our house. He was just a little potato with arms and he slept the entire time, his little baby nose making the sweetest squeaky noise with each breath he took. He was SO tiny. And SO cute. I just wanted time to stand still forever. As we walked around

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-51388813062013722692011-02-11T22:33:00.001-08:002011-02-11T22:51:08.393-08:00

We did it!!! Sweet Potato Success!! Well, sort of. He really liked the spoon. And he seemed to think the sweet potato was interesting enough (good for smooshing his hands in!) But he could not for the life of him understand WHY we would soil a perfectly good spoon with the sweet potato. And the whole business of doing anything more than just licking the sweet potato off his fingers seemed

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-74358663275545806222011-02-03T14:31:00.000-08:002011-02-03T14:33:29.918-08:00

Barrett has started doing this thing where I snuggle my nose against his and he opens his mouth and closes his eyes and he giggles and I feel completely swallowed up by love. It's the greatest thing I have ever experienced in my life. Ever. That is all.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-25743575344345580592011-01-22T13:07:00.000-08:002011-01-22T13:08:11.857-08:00

Me: So, I was thinking... how about a little Brown Chicken Brown Cow todayKyle: huh?Me: Brown Chicken Brown CowKyle: Brunch at brown cow???Me: No.... Brown. Chicken. Brown. Cow.Kyle: ::blank stare::Me: Brown Chicken Brown Cow (::sung to the tune of bow chicca bow wow::)Kyle: ... like Brown Cow yogurt???Me: NO!!! Like BOW CHICCA BOW WOW!Kyle: ::seriously confused blank stare::Me: It's code for

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-67463907546462870922010-11-14T14:20:00.000-08:002010-11-14T14:21:40.849-08:00

Sooo... I was just sending a text to some friends inviting them over for veggie lasagna tonight... and my "smart" phone decided to change veggie into vaggies. !!!1. Why is "Vaggie" in my phone????and2. Why is it plural!!?? Multiple vaggies??? What kind of text messages does my phone think I want to be sending!!??Gah.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-48714322922677321892010-11-12T10:58:00.000-08:002010-11-12T11:13:22.528-08:00

12 weeks ago, today, I was walking around town in an adult diaper wondering when labor would start. 12 weeks ago I waited, in eager anticipation, to meet my son. 12 weeks ago my life changed forever in the most wonderful way possible. :)My (not so) little man is 12 weeks old today! And what is he doing to celebrate? Why, he's rocking his 6 month old jammies, of course.In my (giant) baby's

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-48574080240080401902010-11-11T22:02:00.000-08:002010-11-20T12:07:12.671-08:00

Question: What do you get when you cross a Fem-bot (think Austin Powers)with a Dairy Cow...The answer? Me.Here I sit, wearing my snazzy hands free pumping bra,(which, p.s., boasts THIS picture in its ad:Can't you just TOTALLY see me sitting at work nonchalantly pumping boobie juice from my body while I chat it up on the phone? This girl makes it look so easy! Gah!)pumping away.My boobs are

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-77375306770518861232010-11-10T13:18:00.000-08:002010-11-10T13:47:21.790-08:00

The thought of returning to work on Monday makes me feel like I'm drowning... :(I hate it. I DETEST it. What has become of our country where a family needs two incomes just to survive?? Why can't a mother just stay home and raise her child???We ran the numbers - on Kyle's salary alone, we could technically live... but just barely. I'm talking PB&J for lunch AND dinner. And B would have to

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-89585272418050972502010-11-04T13:21:00.000-07:002010-11-04T15:48:38.849-07:00

Hmmm... I laid Barrett down on my bed for a minute while I got dressed after my (way too short, thank you screaming child) shower and he instantly fell asleep. I don't dare wake him up now by moving him, but I also can't just leave him in here alone. (soft blankets and all that jazz...) So now I'm stuck in my bedroom. Hmmm, I guess I'll fold laundry?

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-58620215397990587872010-11-03T15:26:00.000-07:002010-11-03T15:27:09.799-07:00

The ear wax this little boy generates is astonishing!!! That is all.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-36717973669484138942010-10-25T22:08:00.001-07:002010-10-25T22:22:24.782-07:00

Not because my little man still feels the need to eat not once but TWICE in the middle of the night every night*, but because I go back to work in exactly 3 weeks and I still have NO IDEA what we are going to do for child care. :( I am the worst mother ever. I've been in such denial about having to go back to work that I just didn't bother to find someone to look after him... and now here we

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-21812697502127836162010-10-23T09:34:00.000-07:002010-10-25T22:24:10.770-07:00

Blogging from my phone... here goes nothing.I feel like I've been blogging in my head almost everyday since B was born. His first diaper change in the hospital at 1 am (kyle and I wondered if we should call the nurse or if we were *allowed* to just do it ourselves), the day his umbilical cord fell off (6 days after he was born), his first cloth diaper, my heart break when he first out grew an

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-9811582730248407052010-08-31T18:35:00.001-07:002010-11-03T11:10:34.191-07:00

It's been a while since I posted anything to my blog. What can I say, I've been busy... growing a kid. Here is the story of the day he was born:I woke up Friday morning (8/20/2010) at about 6am after a terrible, insomnia filled, night’s sleep to find that my water had ruptured. Oh dear.How did I know my water broke? Well, my jammies were quite a bit wetter than normal AND there was a 6-inch

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-37005912497133920792009-11-12T16:37:00.000-08:002009-11-12T17:15:43.107-08:00

Kyle and I had the rare (and uber fun) opportunity to play "Let's plan a wedding" last weekend. Now, if you had asked me a year and half ago* if I thought "Let's plan a wedding" was a fun game, I'd likely have socked you in the eye. I'm not gonna lie, one of the best feelings in the whole world was waking up on the morning after my wedding and realizing A. I married my soul mate (Eeee!) and B.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-85505122519882102612009-10-28T17:29:00.000-07:002009-10-28T18:07:19.393-07:00

So I didn't wear any makeup to work today and I was totally called out by a co-worker for the faint black eye that I've been sporting since the ridiculous, drunken celebration that was Kyle's friend Zaza's wedding this past Saturday in Chicago. D'oh.Photos of the debauchery can be seen here.Two of my faves:Kyle and his boysKyle, Me, and Mr. B.CadySo yeah - I partied so hard Saturday night that I

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-22958073747056711632009-08-27T17:48:00.000-07:002011-05-13T10:56:24.958-07:00

So it all started when Kyle and I decided to put ourselves down as “Owner/Builder” on our building permit.In San Francisco you can hardly pick your nose without a permit and so when our architect told us that the wall we wanted to tear down in our newly acquired condo was structural, we knew that we’d be spending some quality time downtown in the building permit office. On the building permit

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-86398094930851477702009-07-29T09:29:00.000-07:002009-07-31T10:38:10.994-07:00

*title refers to #19 on my 100 Things About Me list.I've always known that I don't look especially buff - but man! I must have "pathetic weakling" written all over my face.About a week ago, I broke down and bought a furminator online. (I've heard fantastic!! things about this un-fantastic looking little metal hairbrush for cats... p.s. I used it on one of my three cats last night - my other two

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-22061032845176582902009-07-17T10:42:00.000-07:002009-07-17T10:47:35.506-07:00

Another email from Cathy:Hi All, Congratulations, you are on record. We will mail out your final closing statements and any excess funds as soon as possible. Thanks very much for the opportunity to handle your escrow. Please consider us again for your next transaction. Best regards,CathyWe are now OFFICIALLY HOMEOWNERS!!!!! YAYAYAYYAYAY!!!!We are also now officially poor and officially

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-7402565825989064142009-07-16T11:20:00.000-07:002009-07-16T11:25:13.231-07:00

Another day and another email from our Escrow Agent (p.s. I heart her!) Hi Kyle and Courtney, [Your Credit Union] has confirmed they are funding today, and your escrow will record tomorrow. I’ll let you know tomorrow as soon as we are on record (probably just before noon) and then you can open the champagne. Best regards, CathyIn roughly 24 hours Kyle and I will be HOMEOWNERS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-54173313005661791932009-07-15T10:28:00.000-07:002009-07-15T10:36:42.051-07:00

Got this email from our escrow officer today:Hi Kyle and Courtney, I have all the signed seller’s documents, and I just heard from the insurance agent. The only item still outstanding to get your loan to fund tomorrow is a current paystub (within the last 30 days) for Kyle. Thanks,CathyEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!Now mind you, Kyle has sent the guy handling our loan (at our credit

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-7546042472466028332009-07-10T18:11:00.000-07:002009-07-10T20:42:10.907-07:00

Another milestone... Kyle and I signed (about eleventy-million) loan and homeowner documents at the title company today. Eeeee! Man, they make you sign for EVERYTHING. We even had to sign a piece of paper that said, in the event of a clerical error, we promise to come back in and RE-SIGN everything. Ugh. And they took fingerprints. And made photo copies of our drivers licences. It was

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-64789307708395733552009-07-09T11:29:00.001-07:002009-07-09T11:30:28.711-07:00

The rates came down AGAIN today. Ugh. I knew they would. I am so bad at this game. Oh well.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-38951689738937890342009-07-08T14:42:00.000-07:002009-07-08T16:22:04.053-07:00

Saga with the house buying continues... Today is day 44 of escrow. Wow. To write it out doesn't seem like that much time, but to actually live it feels like a lifetime. We FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY got the place converted to condo. (Hallelujah!) And then stuff really started happening. Suddenly our credit union was willing to give us the time of day. As well as a list of demands before they'd

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-79379897315190269422009-06-18T10:32:00.000-07:002009-06-18T10:33:18.264-07:00

Rates are back up. :( Oh well.This is why I don't like Vegas...

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-2106052496677504212009-06-17T15:09:00.001-07:002009-06-17T15:35:57.176-07:00

Gah - Who knew that being a homeowner involved SO MANY decisions?When Kyle and I started house shopping we also started watching the interest rate at our credit union. Man - that thing is a roller coaster ride, if ever I saw one!At one point the rate for a no points, 30-year fixed loan got down to 4.875%. Oh how I wish we had locked in back then...By the time Kyle and I found our place the rate

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-15975756301407769652009-06-15T21:04:00.001-07:002009-06-15T22:35:08.839-07:00

My beautiful baby sister got married this past weekend.... details and photos to follow. For now, I want to share the toast I gave at the reception - you know, just because I wasn't POSTING this weekend doesn't mean I wasn't letting my creative juices flow. This photo, snapped by Kyle as Caitlin walked down the aisle, captures my emotion pretty well... so you can imagine what a tough time I

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-25590669015096501692009-06-10T17:43:00.000-07:002009-06-10T19:44:08.439-07:00

I must admit I am hesitant to write about the house before escrow actually closes (that whole chickens before they hatch thing...) but I suppose I can throw just a bit of caution to wind as we received good news today on the paperwork front with respect the arduous escrow process. (Long story short, the unit we are buying is in the process of becoming a condo... And oh what a process it is! It

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-30783688509165038562009-06-04T09:54:00.001-07:002009-06-04T15:01:19.088-07:00

... will have to wait. Because first I need to laugh at myself.Last night I went to happy hour after work and played wing-woman for a girlfriend of mine. We sat at the bar sipping Pinot Nior chatting about men and commenting on the handsome bar tender's cute butt. And then it hit me. "Huh" I thought to myself. "When did I start finding old men handsome?" I'm not just talking about older men

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-67210560444652407822009-06-03T18:18:00.000-07:002009-06-03T18:53:40.149-07:00

So I haven't been sleeping especially well lately... Even though I go to bed at a reasonable hour, I wake up at least twice a night and feel completely unrefreshed in the morning. And then on weekends, I stay up late and wake up early and can't fall back asleep. I'm becoming zombie and it's getting to be quite annoying! Google tells me that sleeplessness is sign of, among other things, stress

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-53525453016025334322009-03-30T10:05:00.000-07:002009-03-31T14:49:27.066-07:00

So, had I been a good blogger, you all would have known about "No-Elevator January" - where I refused to use the elevator in my office building, and instead chose to take the stairs up and down every single day. P.s. I work on the 5th floor - so this is no small task. It was so refreshing that I'm actually still doing it! Tomorrow marks 3 full months of not stepping foot inside my office

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-28625405491264866162009-03-27T22:33:00.001-07:002009-03-27T22:41:51.283-07:00

Just a short post - because it's late... and it's a Friday night... and what the heck am I doing online anyway... but guess whose 6-month anniversary it s today? MINE AND KYLE'S!!! :D We've been husband and wife for 6 whole months! Woah.And to celebrate, we went out to dinner. And while walking around on what turned out to be a GORGEOUS San Francisco evening, we happened to stumble into the

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-58157543471380827702009-03-24T11:47:00.000-07:002009-03-24T13:40:50.572-07:00

Hi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Hello?Helloooooooooooooooooooooo!? Hmmmm - sure is dusty in here. Sigh.Well I'd better get to work sprucing the place up...**************I don't know why I picked today of all days - but for whatever reason today just felt RIGHT. I grabbed my passport, my social security card and my marriage license and I trotted down to the

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-15193077128960634222008-11-17T11:26:00.000-08:002008-11-17T19:58:53.661-08:00

I need to amend my list of things I'll miss about my current job... in addition to my great co-workers (who p.s. took me out for a lovely lunch today and made me give a farewell speech (eep! I hate public speaking!!!)) and of course the free feminine products, I'll miss having every other Friday off.Yep - in exchange for working 9 hours per day (as opposed to 8), we get every other Friday off

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-85053662431117066502008-11-13T14:26:00.001-08:002008-11-13T14:45:57.895-08:00

Sweet! I've got proof that I made the right decision when I chose to leave my current job. This is an email I sent to a some co-workers a few days ago, in which I express my outrage at the latest law flowed down from our evil overlords. I'm becoming increasingly convinced that these rules and regulations are designed to maximize futility and minimize employee morale. Enjoy.From: me To: my

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-44759175050156370692008-11-12T09:16:00.000-08:002008-11-13T09:31:48.186-08:00

There are several things I'll miss about my current job:My co-workers, many of whom have become dear friends. I have been blessed to work with some amazingly brilliant people.The security of my job. The chances of my current company going under, even in this crummy economy, are about as slim as they get. At my new job, I think it's entirely possible that I'll show up to work one day and the front

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-81517619014911259242008-11-11T10:40:00.001-08:002008-11-11T12:18:16.238-08:00

To all those who have served or are currently serving in our armed forces and to all the military families out there who support them, Thank You.Thank you for your service. Thank you for your commitment. Thank you for your sacrifice.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-73009235649116424052008-11-10T10:52:00.000-08:002008-11-10T13:05:48.651-08:00

*beep beep beep*We interrupt these wedding related blog posts to bring you breaking news...(And before anyone asks - No, I'm not pregnant. Sheesh, you get married and suddenly everyone thinks you're going to announce pregnancy anytime you clear your throat.)Anyway, I had originally intended to get through all the wedding and honeymoon related blogging before I moved on to other topics, but seeing

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-29046336696909340122008-10-29T16:27:00.000-07:002008-11-07T09:27:40.106-08:00

Ok here goes....The blur begins about two weeks before the actual *big day*. Burnt out on work, and always the procrastinator, I decided to take the two weeks BEFORE my wedding day off from my "real" job in order to devote all of my time and energy to my new "job"... a.k.a. wedding planner extraordinaire. I pretty much gave myself 14 days to finish all the stuff I had been putting off for my

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-82826015139977187192008-10-23T11:03:00.000-07:002008-10-23T11:17:06.109-07:00

Hello hello!!!!! I'm back from Malaysia!!! I have many stories to tell and much to catch up on back here in the "real world". But for now, a quick wedding slideshow from my wonderful photographer, Noah Hawthorne. Enjoy!Slideshow

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I'm awake in my hotel room... I went to bed late, but I slept well. My sister is still fast asleep... I can't stay in bed any longer. I'm getting married today! It's a wonderful feeling. :)I'm off to shower and beautify myself for my future husband.Hooray!

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-15916283092532212412008-09-24T09:04:00.000-07:002008-09-24T09:09:47.871-07:00

It says 3 days until I tie the knot. THREE DAYS!!!!!!!!GAH!!!!!I am 82 and a half hours away from being a MARRIED WOMAN! From having IN-LAWS! From having to check a WHOLE OTHER BOX on my taxes!!!My wedding day has never, ever, been this close before! (It's true, think about it!) ;)I'm off to shop for a dress for the rehearsal dinner and then to pick up a million things from Target and Jo-Anns.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-71572322597602458182008-09-22T12:10:00.000-07:002008-09-22T12:20:10.032-07:00

Maybe it's because I've been so busy lately that most days I forgot to eat anything until about 2:30 pm - at which point I'm so ravenous that I usually just end up eating whatever is closest to my hand the second I open the refrigerator door - but I just ate what I have to call the worlds most delicious/easy sandwich EVER.I have a LOT to do today (seating cards, chair sashes, presents for our

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-22295614796143275102008-09-21T18:46:00.000-07:002008-09-21T19:13:08.543-07:00

Here we are, 6 days before the wedding, Kyle and I have officially switched hotels. And switched all of our guests over too! Gah! What a logistical nightmare! But it's done and I'm moving on. P.s. If you happen to be one of my wedding guests and you HAVEN'T canceled your room at the Marriott yet - PLEASE CALL ME!Whew.Kyle and I are now in the process of writing our ceremony (a downside/

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-80618661394453518442008-09-18T10:36:00.000-07:002008-09-18T23:07:53.711-07:00

The saga with the hotel continues... what saga you ask? Oh right. I wrote (and then deleted) a whole long pity post about how the San Mateo Marriott RUINED my wedding by allowing some stupid convention to swoop in and book EVERY SINGLE AVAILABLE ROOM in the entire hotel (all 325 of them!) that my guests were supposed to be staying at. Leaving me with just the original 25 rooms I reserved. I

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-29412741821049245242008-09-10T13:31:00.000-07:002008-09-10T15:27:21.483-07:00

Success!!! The LCH (Large Haldron Collider) was turned on this morning!!! And no one died!!!! Which is a good thing, b/c my emergency preparedness kit DOES NOT cover what to do in the event of a microscopic singularity growing large enough to engulf the eastern hemisphere! You know? And the craziest thing (next to not destroying the planet in one fail swoop) is that they'll need 60,000 computers

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-20326238142420428212008-09-08T22:13:00.000-07:002008-09-08T22:16:41.240-07:00

Her: So what are you up to?Me: Watching the Cal-Washington State GameHer: Wait, didn't Cal JUST play a football game... like a week ago or something?Me: Um, yes. Exactly a week ago... every Saturday... it's called football season.Her: Really? EVERY week? Oh that's exhausting. I don't know how you keep up.*sigh*

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-9818015293210801462008-09-07T17:59:00.000-07:002008-09-07T21:54:49.017-07:00

Hello Hello!!! I remember when I first got engaged, I really truly hoped that this blog wouldn't become all wedding all the time... little did I know that my LIFE would become all wedding all the time and wouldn't even have time to blog. Sheesh! In 20 oh so short days I promise to be back to blogging as usual... well... maybe after the honeymoon.Anyway, we're getting down to the wire and things

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-19778362576988170652008-08-19T12:52:00.000-07:002008-08-19T13:12:12.362-07:00

I wonder if he noticed the look of joy on face, the way my eyes brightened or the sudden breathlessness in my voice. I wonder if he could see the glee.He told me he was leaving. My heart skipped. Would be taking off this afternoon. I smiled. Would be gone till next Wednesday. It was all I could do to keep from jumping up and shouting "Woo-Hoo!"A whole week without my tyrant of a boss calling

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-35650075168501292332008-08-13T09:44:00.001-07:002008-09-07T21:58:32.198-07:00

For the next 45 days I'm going to focus on the positive. I'm going to do what I can with what I have. And it's going to be amazing. Take that, stress monster!First off - Did I completely forget to post about my bridal shower/bachelorette party weekend extravaganza?? Tsk tsk! Let's go there now, shall we? It was A.MAZ.ING. I can remember at least 4 or 5 distinct moments where I had to take a

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-81153472434645681112008-08-12T09:21:00.000-07:002008-08-12T11:08:31.283-07:00

Well, we're down to 46 days and I must say that I do not understand how some brides go through a sort of post partum depression after their wedding is over. Are those girls nuts??? I have officially begun the countdown to the sheer joy and jubilation that will be the day AFTER my wedding. The day that I will be married and all of this planning garbage will be done. The day that I don't have to

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-72178652859010945992008-07-31T11:31:00.001-07:002008-07-31T11:40:44.413-07:00

Thirteen is the number of pairs of white heels that I bought online this week. (!!!) Who knew it would be so tough to find shoes that no one is even gonna freakin see!? Ugh. Thank goodnees for free shipping both ways... it's sort of like having the mall come to me! But it's also sort of like having my living room taken over by a zillion cardboard boxes. Why has no one started a shoe company

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-4875328593178999622008-07-28T10:54:00.000-07:002008-07-28T11:26:36.311-07:00

Exactly 2 months before the Big Day... that's when all the wedding books said the invitations should go out. And I'm not one to question the all-knowing wedding books (this is, after all, my first wedding - what do I know?) So at 9:30 last night, under the cover of darkness, Kyle and I snuck out and mailed our invitations. (Wheeeeeeeee!) I'm not exactly sure why we "snuck" out to do it...

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-48872556975925872742008-07-24T21:49:00.000-07:002008-07-24T21:54:20.124-07:00

Really??? Come on.Wanna be my bridesmaid?What is the world coming to?

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-77088301330728138772008-07-22T14:18:00.001-07:002008-07-22T15:16:51.616-07:00

So I had a dream last night that one of my best girlfriends was 4 months pregnant with Kyle's baby. And it was going to be a little boy. And she was going to name him Zance. Yeah. And the weirdest part was that I didn't even care about the whole... ummm... making of the baby part. Mostly I was just really bummed that I'd now have to share Kyle's attention with this new baby. He'd be all focused

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-54531424589848204872008-07-17T12:47:00.000-07:002008-07-17T13:00:45.243-07:00

The hour is nigh. Invitations go out NEXT WEEK! Gah! I'm having heart palpitations just thinking about it. This weekend will be our big push to get them done. Much printing and pasting will ensure, and I fully expect 40 paper cuts by Monday. I started working on them a few days ago at my "Invitation Creation Station" (also known as my coffee table)... so far it's been fun, but seeing as how I

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-58156469137504970682008-07-10T14:56:00.000-07:002008-07-10T15:40:06.884-07:00

Growing up, I had two older brothers and a little sister to play with, harass, and be harassed by. It was wonderful. I thought I had it all. That is, until I recently discovered the joys of having a little brother. I spent last weekend in Michigan for Kyle's sister's wedding (#4 out of 10 for the year!) Kyle's brother, Kelsey, was obviously there too. He lives in SF and we hang out all the

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-29199305666118705752008-07-01T08:36:00.001-07:002008-07-01T14:15:13.575-07:00

Wedding Veils and Babies!!!!My darling 11 month old nephew, in his mamma's wedding veil... we dragged it out this weekend because my sis is considering wearing for her wedding (sometime next year) as her something borrowed. :)Isn't he scrumptous??

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-13921515729453533012008-06-26T14:13:00.000-07:002008-06-26T14:16:07.917-07:00

Just got my engagement pics back from my photographer... What do you think?Pics!!!

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-33409168827019052592008-06-23T15:20:00.000-07:002008-06-23T16:00:26.013-07:00

Is it just me, or does 96 days sound infinitely shorter than 100 days????96 days!!! Gahhhhhhhhhh!!!I emailed a dance studio today... Kyle and I are going to take dance lessons so we don't step on each other during our first dance! Weeeee! Also my wedding invitations came in the mail on Friday (so fast!!) and I picked up a calligraphy book from the library today. My apartment is about to become

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-46253957321747488062008-06-20T12:40:00.000-07:002008-06-20T15:00:14.198-07:00

I received an email this morning from Kyle's sister (who p.s. is getting married in 2 weeks) asking me to please call someone named Jeannie to RSVP for the rehearsal dinner. So I called. Of course, I assumed the number she gave me was Jeannie’s cell phone number, mostly because I assume ALL phone numbers are cell phone numbers these days. Well, imagine my surprise when a male voice answered and

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-28572302941202652812008-06-19T16:57:00.000-07:002008-06-19T17:01:32.292-07:00

100 Days. How the heck did I get here? In 100 ridiculously short/interminably long days I'll be married. MARRIED!!!! Mrs. Kyle!!!! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!I'm so excited I could spit! But I won't. My keyboard is gross enough as it is...The best part? I think Kyle even more excited than I am. :) How did I get so lucky?Tomorrow begins the double digit countdown. Wow.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-27155721827035843122008-06-16T18:10:00.000-07:002008-06-16T18:24:43.315-07:00

Well, I had it in my head to do a whole Florida recap post, but seriously time is just getting away from me... So I'll just post my favorite picture from the weekend and be done with it. It's me and Kyle playing on the beach on Sanibel Island, looking at tiny mollusks as they wash up onto shore and then dig their way into the sand. They were SO CUTE! And they TICKLED like crazy!! :)Photo by

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-34523367165725261262008-06-10T16:05:00.000-07:002008-06-10T17:36:46.576-07:00

I am a TERRIBLE blogger. I have no excuse... except that I've entered the land of a thousand weddings... or ten weddings... but it feels like a thousand.I don't even have a coherent story to tell... but I do have lots of pictures.For part 1 of my catch-up I give you: Bay to Breakers 2008 - a weekend of debauchery in pictures.My friends and I went as Breakfast of Champions, it was a good time.Here

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-87357955380825900422008-05-09T10:38:00.000-07:002008-05-09T15:04:16.250-07:00

Yesterday, as I was shutting the lights off in the bathroom, running late for work as usual, I came a across a rather large spider crawling on the wall near the light switch. Normally, in a situation such as this, I drop whatever it is I'm doing, run flailing to the kitchen, grab a cup, run flailing back to the spider (the flailing is key, mind you), scoop/will the creepy crawly into the cup, and

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-38334797026427004052008-05-06T16:04:00.001-07:002008-05-06T17:37:25.111-07:00

My mom now officially has TWO titanium knees! So weird!Kyle and I were down in central California last weekend to take care of her when she got home from the hospital. This surgery (for the 2nd knee) went way smoother than the first one. (She had the first knee done about a month ago.) I think she was way more prepared (mentally, physically) the second time around... plus she got better drugs!It

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-81312663328607644602008-05-01T13:06:00.000-07:002008-05-01T16:40:04.789-07:00

... it's just that I've been sort of living at theknot.com instead of here for a while.*Hangs head in shame*I even made a "bio" page... see, girls on the knot make these bio pages to share with each other for ideas and inspiration and to show off snazzy little do-it-yourself projects that they've done. (Note: I have NO snazzy projects to share yet... but hopefully soon!) Anyway, I made it using

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-81154581236241703922008-04-25T15:55:00.000-07:002008-04-25T16:24:15.047-07:00

I glance at my watch... 4 pm... the guests will be there in an hour. I'm in my wedding dress. Barefoot. No makeup. My hair is down and unstyled and ugly. I have no jewelry on. First things first, I think. I HAVE to find to some earrings. No one around me seems to have any that will suffice. There's a Macy's a few miles from my house, I decide I can run there really quick and pick some up, and

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-76560216171932470022008-04-22T12:16:00.000-07:002008-04-22T15:00:07.650-07:00

Hi hi! I'm back from Bethesda! Oh, didn't I mention it? I was in Bethesda last week for work... leadership development, to be specific. Apparently someone thinks I should be a leader. Cool. Anyway, it was a pretty awesome week:Sunday - Arrive at Dulles International Airport, take a $60 cab ride (thank goodness work is footing the bill!!!) to my hotel in Silver Spring, eat sushi all by my lonesome

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-82403321941588483442008-04-11T15:31:00.000-07:002008-04-11T15:54:44.386-07:00

Hello all! Sorry for my MIA status... lame excuses as always: busy, tired, work, school (darn, I'm done with school, can't use that one anymore...)ANYway... life's been busy, you know how it goes. I don't even have time for a real post today... but luckily I have something EVEN BETTER for you all to enjoy!!My friend Susan wrote an essay a few months ago, and, being the kick-ass writer and all

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-55684941075467873292008-04-03T12:40:00.000-07:002008-04-03T13:11:40.815-07:00

Cream of chicken, cream of broccoli, cream of celery, cream of mushroom... if they make it in "cream of" form, I'll bet you I've eaten it in the last 48 hours. I am SO BORED! My stomach cries out for solid food but a slice of cheese, nibbled ever so slowly with my front teeth (I feel like a mouse!) is the best I can do. Humph. This sucks.Had my checkup with the dentist with morning. Everything

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-74768253914844773782008-04-01T11:33:00.000-07:002008-04-01T15:05:03.253-07:00

The surgery went well... they even let me keep my teeth!Here's the run-down for others considering (or avoiding) getting their wisdom teeth out: I took some Valium about an hour before my appointment, it made me sleepy and not nervous, which was nice. (I would highly recommend going this route.) When I arrived at the dentist's office, they gave me an IV and just enough anesthesia to barely

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-85231831906938730202008-03-31T14:12:00.000-07:002008-03-31T14:42:06.242-07:00

With the wedding day approaching at what appears to be the speed of light, I've decided to take DRASTIC measures... I'm going on a diet. (Gasp.)Anyone who knows me knows I don't *do* the whole diet thing. (Thank goodness I love vegetables... because if I had to eat them solely because some *diet* said I had to, they would NEVER get eaten. Sometimes I'm kind of a rebel.) Anyway, to ensure success,

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-35497090980579594632008-03-27T20:56:00.000-07:002008-03-28T12:07:15.657-07:00

I went to the gym today... in a full blown panic. I'm getting married in six months. SIX.FREAKIN.MONTHS.Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. And can I also add ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhgggggggggggggggg.When did it go from being FOREVER away (a.k.a. 13.5 months) to being like tomorrow (a.k.a. 6 months). Do you have any idea how fast 6 months can

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-89697084317810289102008-03-24T13:07:00.000-07:002008-03-24T15:10:06.513-07:00

I was lying on the couch in the den when I looked up and saw a man in a blue sweater standing in the kitchen. He was tall and handsome. I couldn't tell how old he was. Maybe 35? Maybe 50? He stood there quietly. I got up and walked into the kitchen, not sure what to make of the whole situation. Instinctively I knew he wasn't real. He couldn't be. And I understood that. But I stood staring at him,

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-47594929535909176562008-03-19T09:58:00.000-07:002008-03-19T10:03:26.457-07:00

Woooo-Hooooooooooooooo!!!Final exam scores just came in... yours truly got 90/100.!!!Thanks for the memories, Stanfurd, it's been real. I am SO done! :D

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-34930073325196134402008-03-18T16:08:00.000-07:002008-03-18T16:13:14.797-07:00

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Brain dead, 3 beers deep, exhausted. Beautiful BEAUTIFUL day. Kyle and I spent the morning stressing, studying, tired... afternoon was spent in the warm sun, by a creek, shoes off, sunglasses.I can't believe I'm done. FIVE LONG YEARS!!!! DONE! Wee!On my way out again... green beer awaits.Never want to forget this day. I'm DONE!Me... doing the "I'm done!" dance...

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-21666720373481894062008-03-14T08:24:00.000-07:002008-03-14T08:55:39.967-07:00

Yes, everyone's favorite holiday is here again... Pi Day! (3.14)Happy Pi Day!!!! I know I've been a terrible blogger as of late... I have stories to tell, I do, I swear!!! I've picked wedding colors, and bridesmaid dresses. I've got stories of skiing, and wigs, and surgery. (oh my!) And then there's Kitchen Dream 2 that I've been meaning to share. And there are pictures! So many fun pictures

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-45167231841048265262008-03-05T09:36:00.000-08:002008-03-05T13:17:59.589-08:00

Growing up I had a cat named Kitters (I was ten when I named her, don't judge.) Kitters was my everything. She was a grey, stripe-y, kitty with a short tail (when she was a tiny kitten, the end of her tail got infected and had to be amputated.) She was fat and sweet and I loved her with my whole heart. For as long as I can remember, Kitters had a pretty delicate stomach, and, as a result, would

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!!!I hearts Flickr.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-44093887600759647952008-02-28T13:47:00.000-08:002008-02-28T14:21:51.684-08:00

So I'm standing in line in the cafeteria at work (have I mentioned that I have soup and salad from our cafeteria almost EVERY SINGLE DAY!? I bore myself to tears just thinking about it...) But anyway, I'm standing in line and this guy gets in line right behind me. He's on his cell phone (which I find pretty rude to begin with, can't he just wait till AFTER he's paid for his food... is his call

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-27534200248387098072008-02-25T10:45:00.000-08:002008-02-25T17:01:10.349-08:00

Just a quick post today to share an amazing (and quick!) recipe that my friend Susan discovered. (I always love love love when bloggers share easy tasty meals with the rest of us... so I am trying to re-pay the favor.)Anyway! Here goes:Salmon Skewers(makes approx 7 skewers... serves 2 for dinner with leftovers for 1 lunch)Ingredients:1.5 lb Salmon (2 steaks)1 large zucchini1 red bell pepper1

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-23762056948010522532008-02-20T15:49:00.000-08:002008-02-20T16:58:35.521-08:00

Kyle and I played in Tahoe this past weekend and I just have to say it was a.maz.ing. Some of the best snowboarding I've ever enjoyed.We hit the road from SF, bright and early, at 6 am Saturday morning. By the time we got gas and breakfast, and sat in Bay Bridge construction traffic, and made the 183 mile trek to Kirkwood, it was 10 am, which was later than we hoped for, but still ok. The weather

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-15562904488543813882008-02-15T08:49:00.000-08:002008-02-15T09:32:28.777-08:00

MY BABY SISTER IS ENGAGED!!!!YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Her and her boyfriend fiancé, who, by the way, I ADORE, have been in Costa Rica on vacation for a week and a half now. Last night, in their fabulous hotel room in the middle of the jungle, he surprised her with champagne and a proposal! :) :) :)I could not be happier for her!p.s. I TOTALLY predicted that he would propose in Costa Rica on

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-66449427899314565812008-02-14T09:36:00.000-08:002008-02-14T12:40:17.634-08:00

Loving...... that I get to share this Valentine's Day, and every Valentine's Day for the rest of my life with the most wonderful man I have ever met. (Gag, I know, but he's just so very cute!)... how cuddly my three cats are when it's chilly outside.... the glorious snow in Tahoe this winter, not only for the awesome skiing/snowboarding it provides, but also for the streams and rivers and

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-28857042994574349852008-02-11T09:57:00.001-08:002008-02-11T10:02:25.353-08:00

If you don't already frequent icanhascheezburger.com, you should really start. It's just so very awesome. Case in point: You are welcome.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-88729355611283226262008-02-08T16:05:00.000-08:002008-02-08T16:13:10.544-08:00

Kyle's dad sent us some random pics of my FIRST EVER sledding adventure! The pics were taken when we were back in Michigan for Christmas. Thought I'd share.(Check out the jubilation in my face. I'm like a little kid!)I'm nothing if not easily entertained.

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-14306373665187081892008-02-05T13:39:00.001-08:002008-02-05T14:06:33.638-08:00

YES!!!!!!!!!! Kyle and I *just booked* an AMAZING photographer for our wedding. I am so excited! He's young and fresh and artistic and just an awesome guy that I actually look forward to having around all day on my wedding! And he's... drum roll, please... AFFORDABLE!!!!! Woo-hoo!Don't get me wrong, he's providing a wedding service, so he's still stupid expensive. BUT he's only like half as

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07769385010080141677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21066401.post-4697955563741395342008-02-04T16:02:00.000-08:002008-02-05T09:19:14.589-08:00

I think it's a conspiracy. I can't be the only person to have made this mistake. 14 days ago I RUSHED, frantic, to the post office, on the very last possible day, making myself very late for school, so that I could re-register to vote. (Having moved and whatnot.) Being the hip chick that I am, and wanting be a part of that "very sought after" chunk of the voting population, I decided to go the

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