merry christmas everyone! i will have you know, i have moved up in the technological world this christmas (are you shocked and awed?) as i am writing this from my brand new kindle while enjoying a cup of coffee from mike's brand new keruig coffee maker. life is good here at headrick manor. hope you all are having a very happy christmas indeed!

Life Lessons

Do not drink so much at your friend's home that you can no longer pilot a vehicle on a night before a large snowfall. It will cause you to be abruptly awoken at 6:30 a.m. with a phone call from your husband telling you that you must find a way over to your friend's house to move your car before the plow comes and it is towed. You, in your dellierum from being abruptly awoken, will believe these shananigans, call the Kendall Cab service, and be escorted to your friend's house by a cabbie named Robert, who loves to smoke and hates to be called sir. Upon arrival, you will realize that the Kendall Cab service charges by estimate in place of the more formal metering system, and that your cab ride from Oswego to the outskirts of Montgomery will run you $10. You will then begin the process of unearthing your mini from the snowbank it has become, and attempt to drive your sorry self home. However, you will be stuck in a snow bank and be forced to break in to your friend's garage (you happen to know the key code) to find a shovel to dig yourself out.

Happy Saturday, everybody.

Gobble Gobble?

We flew into North Dakota this year for Thanksgiving which usually means three things: 1. Our return flight will be canceled (check!) 2. My tolerance will be elevated from a 5 day bender (check!) and 3. My father-in-law will indirectly call me a communist (check!).

As we were supposed to fly out this morning, no plans were made for the traditional turkey/stuffing/green beans almandine Thanksgiving dinner. In lieu, we will be dining on reminant crab legs and my signature dish, enchilladas. I think if they Pilgrims and Native Americans had it to do over, they problably would have chosen that flavor combination too.

Happy Holidays everybody.

Cheers!

So I'm bad at blogging...

What of it? The month of October had no blogs from me, whoops! The last couple of months have probably been the most stressful of my life, but I'd rather not discuss that. Instead let's talk about things that don't really matter.

1. The flatbread at Subway is terrible. I'm struggling getting through my turkey 'sub.' This makes me very sad. I have wanted to try the flatbread for a long time, but have always loved the regular bread at Subway so much, and therefore was unwilling to go out on a limb. Turns out staying close to the trunk was the way to go! Never again. Whole wheat, you will be mine once more.

2. It has been brought to my attention recently (and for many years from my friend H) that pigtails are not acceptable past a certain age. According to some, I've passed that age a decade or more ago. Yet, as you all know, I am a fan of adult woman pigtails. Now that my hair is past shoulder length, I have not enjoyed the pigtails as much as I do when my hair is on the shorter side, yet have not banished them as a rule. So my question for you is this: Can I still wear pigtails at 27 and why or why not? (H, I'm confident on where you stand on this, but go ahead and weigh in anyway, I'll enjoy your witty reply I'm sure).

3. I love Ryan Bingham. While out in California this past weekend, Dustin 'Balls' Steigauf was kind enough to share his entire collection with me and I have been enthralled. You may remember him for writing the Oscar-winning theme song to the superb movie "Crazy Heart." If you enjoyed that little ditty, you might also consider listening to this off the Mescalito soundtrack.

4. The wineries in Temecula, California are beyond wonderful. I want to live in one. Just set me up a tent in the vineyard and I would be a happy lass. (On a side note, the suggested spellings for Temecula include peculate, molecular, testicular and temerity, the 4th of which I am unfamiliar).

5. I just finished my flatbread sandwich and am thankful I purchased a diet coke with which to eradicate the aftertaste. Sorry to bring it up again, it just really is that awful.

Okay, have to go to work now. I look forward to your thoughts on adult pigtails or any other thoughts you would like to share with me.

cheers!

30 Days Hath September...

September was B-U-S-Y friendos. Here is a super fast recap of the joy and wonderment of the month that was...

Weekend One 9.3-9.6: Rock and Jonas hitch their wagons together! So much love, so much laughter, so many speeches given by me (two, but let's face it, I probably shouldn't have given any...give me a mic and I will talk into it). At any rate, they seem pretty happy and I'm saying it out loud, I think those crazy kids are going to make it.

Jonas and Rachel Capistrant
9.5.10

Weekend Two 9.11-9.12: We traversed north to volunteer for the Ironman in Wisconsin. Let me tell you, 4 hours of handing out water to Ironmen and Ironladies will tire a girl out. Good thing I didn't have to wait in a ridiculously long line the next day for 3 hours for Mike to sign up for 2011 - oh wait. So come one, come all to Ironman Wisconsin 2011 and watch Mike exercise for 14 hours. There is a tee shirt in it for you that may or may not be cow printed.

Midweek 9.15: Kate, Alfonso, Brad and Vanessa (Chicago folk) and Kos and I enjoyed a good old Sox beatdown at the hands of the Minnesota Twin Cities Sluggers. To say Brad and Vanessa enjoyed it might be overstepping...but the rest of us sure did. To give credit, Brad and Vanessa prepared one delicious tailgate for us including one of the best tasting and largest burgers I've ever eaten: (photo uploader has stopped working, imagine a beautiful picture of three ladies and three delicious looking hamburgers). Also imagine an awesome photo of Alfonso's Twins hat overlooking the field with fireworks exploding in the background.

Weekend Three 9.18-9.19: Our Chicago friends Adam and Christina got married on the shores of Lake Michigan. So much love, so much laughter, so much Mike hiding in bushes (imagine a photo of Mike looking like a jungle cat in some tall green reeds). Saying this out loud too, I think these crazy kids will be very happy for life. Imagine a photo of a very tall groom in a dapper tux and a gorgeous brunette in a striking wedding gown on the shores of Lake Michigan. (This uploader being down is really extending the text portion of this post).

Weekend Four 9.25-9.26: QUAD CITIES HALF MARATHON! We win, we win! Best half marathon ever (of my two). The first, though run with my pretty pretty friend Karley, was dreadfully hot and I thought I was going to die for much of it. The second was run in perfect conditions along the Mississippi River and I felt fantastic for the whole thing. We finished in 2:05:59 - a personal best (of two) for me and a gain of about 8 minutes for Mike, who much to his chagrin, chose to be his wife's wingman (and, to be fair, was not in full Ironman training). Who wants to run Quad Cities next year? Raise your hand.

So after a full, happy and truth-be-known, expensive September, if your question is, "Do you have to transfer money from savings to pay your mortgage this month?" then my answer is, "Yes." ;(

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No time or energy to write a real post, but wanted to say Happy Thursday to all of you. I may or may not have some significant changes after tomorrow, and if so, I will share with you this weekend. Ooooh the suspense!

What do you like more, Christmas or Wedding Season?

I have to be honest, I'm really really jazzed for this weekend. Not maybe so much for the 8 hour solo drive across IL,WI, and Minnesota, but for the part where I get to spend the whole weekend with my most dear friend Rachel Lee Mattson and most definately for the part where I will stand up and witness the uniting of said Rachel Lee to Jonas Andrew Capistrant, a fine, strapping nordic man.

To be fair, I always love a wedding. I love the getting ready, the ceremony, the reading of Paul's first letter to the people of Corinth, the ample amount of people willing to pose for my pictures, the dancing and general feeling of joy from the collective wedding guests. However, weddings are even more special and enjoyable when one of the two folks entering marital bliss happens to be a friend who has occupied 'sister status' and I simply can not wait to celebrate with my very tall, very pretty, friend Rachel Lee Mattson III.