My dad teaching me to sail a tiny little sunfish sailboat on a local lake. He travelled a lot for work, and there were a lot of us kids. But he always made special time for each of us, regardless of how tired he was. Sailing (aka capsizing) this little sailboat and just laughing trying to right it as a 7 year old... is there anything better?
I'm not even lying, but this is a major win. I really, really like you. I think you speak so much truth through a ton of bullshit, and you'd be an awesome friend to have.
h and i will fantasize about winning the lottery and doing nice things for people - paying off my parents small mortgage, building them a garage, setting up modest education funds for our nieces/nephews. nothing too extravagant in light of our newly acquired millions, but $10-40k here and there. do you ever think about doing things like this and/or actually do them? i suppose this isn't completely translatable since it's different when you're earning your money month by month vs. getting it in one lump sum.
and lest this come off in "you should give away all your money" way, know that our imaginary generosity comes only after buying our own vineyard, a tesla (h's dream), and an obscene amount of travel
I feel supremely unworthy to be his partner. He's like, a mensch.
I don't want to steal your thunder in an epic AMA. I will save the stories of how I went to the emergency room for my belly button ring, or how I ended up in the front yard of a single-wide trailer bartering a pile of garbage for a speedboat, or how a creepy 50 (+)? year old salesman asked me out by CALLING MY BOSS my first day of work at a professional job, for another thread.
Carry on with your bad self.
Congrats, it's official. You're my new favorite poster. (star)
Post by DarcyLongfellow on Sept 22, 2014 22:52:21 GMT -5
I'm dying trying to figure out what your DH does. Or, more specifically (since I read the post above), how such a job makes that kind of money! What age are his clients?
Tamb said her friend from law school does it. I went to law school. I'm smart. Maybe I can make millions! But then I remember the part about working 6am to midnight. I didn't even do that when I worked in BigLaw, and I haaaated my hours then!
Didn't you recently move back to the states after living abroad or am I confusing you with someone else? If so, where did guy move from? What do you miss most? And what were you most excited to get back to (other than proximity to family)?
What activities do you participate in to get out of the house?
What is the best vacation you have been on?
Thanks for being open. You seem like a very great person.
On that other she-who-is-not-spoken-of space, yes. But nothing recognizable.
Um, my kids shit. Music, pre-preschool, tumbling, etc. When I get a moment, I go out with friends and eat and drink all the things. Is that an activity?
Tricky. On a consistent basis, any vacation involving wine tasting/buying is my fav. But favorite, favorite? Trip H proposed on. South of France. Searched his luggage while he slept for a ring at the beginning of the trip. Called my mum crying when no ring was found. Low, low, moment. Fine, get your shit together, 212. YOU ARE IN FRANCE. So I got it together. And then he proposed on our anniversary, at the end of the trip. Ring had been tied to the elastic band of his running shorts the whole time because he just KNOWS ME. Still makes me tear up. He knows me. He knew. He still wanted me.
Most drunken-est story? I was 19 and on a "college trip" (ha) to NYC when we were learning (again, ha) about finance and investment banking by touring financial institutions. Apparently your bars don't card, and 3 long island iced teas and at least a few pitchers of beer and multiple shots of 151 later (note: 2 out of these 3 things taste like rubbing alcohol when consumed at sketchy bars that don't card 19 year olds; also, underage kids have terrible taste in alcohol), my 140-lb at the time self was lucky I did not get alcohol poisoning or catch on fire on the way back to our hotel. Or get an STD from the really hot senior in our group who, last I knew from stalking facebook, was actually living in your fine city making bank working for a fund. Maybe I went wrong there. (Sure, show me how to smoke a cigar! Oh, you need to put my fingers in your mouth to do that? Oh, what else would I do with that? LOLOL college kids are dumb.)
Incidentally, this was completely and totally unrelated to going to the emergency room to have my belly button ring cut out of my pants.
As an adult, I don't do dumb things when I drink. Just get very talkative and laughy and tell you all my deep dark secrets when I have too much wine. :-) (And right now I'm pregnant so I'm not even drinking!)
h and i will fantasize about winning the lottery and doing nice things for people - paying off my parents small mortgage, building them a garage, setting up modest education funds for our nieces/nephews. nothing too extravagant in light of our newly acquired millions, but $10-40k here and there. do you ever think about doing things like this and/or actually do them? i suppose this isn't completely translatable since it's different when you're earning your money month by month vs. getting it in one lump sum.
and lest this come off in "you should give away all your money" way, know that our imaginary generosity comes only after buying our own vineyard, a tesla (h's dream), and an obscene amount of travel
212 bought a bunch of boxes of Girl Scout cookies from my kid. Does that count? I thought it was super nice.
I love your face. Even in your most neurotic moments, I'm with you, because working widows UNITE.
Favorite current designer? Lululemon. HAHAHA. Good 'ole days? I loved me some Rag & Bone, The Row, Tucker, and Porter Grey. Favorite purse? My Balenciaga Motorcycle bag from a million years ago. Like wine, gets better with age.
AND FUCK YES. Just don't like, take me anywhere where they stone northern liberals, k?
I'm not even lying, but this is a major win. I really, really like you. I think you speak so much truth through a ton of bullshit, and you'd be an awesome friend to have.
Any. fucking. day.
I love you. LOL seriously, this totally made my night. We'll have to have a GTG sometime.
I'm dying trying to figure out what your DH does. Or, more specifically (since I read the post above), how such a job makes that kind of money! What age are his clients?
Tamb said her friend from law school does it. I went to law school. I'm smart. Maybe I can make millions! But then I remember the part about working 6am to midnight. I didn't even do that when I worked in BigLaw, and I haaaated my hours then!
Didn't you recently move back to the states after living abroad or am I confusing you with someone else? If so, where did guy move from? What do you miss most? And what were you most excited to get back to (other than proximity to family)?
On that other she-who-is-not-spoken-of space, yes. But nothing recognizable.
Um, my kids shit. Music, pre-preschool, tumbling, etc. When I get a moment, I go out with friends and eat and drink all the things. Is that an activity?
Tricky. On a consistent basis, any vacation involving wine tasting/buying is my fav. But favorite, favorite? Trip H proposed on. South of France. Searched his luggage while he slept for a ring at the beginning of the trip. Called my mum crying when no ring was found. Low, low, moment. Fine, get your shit together, 212. YOU ARE IN FRANCE. So I got it together. And then he proposed on our anniversary, at the end of the trip. Ring had been tied to the elastic band of his running shorts the whole time because he just KNOWS ME. Still makes me tear up. He knows me. He knew. He still wanted me.
Ok, end of cheesefest.
You two are so damn cute!
You'd never know though. Sarcasm. It's like, our universal dialect.
But fuck man, that was so good. Seven years later and I'm still all... cheesy.
But fuck him. I'm sure he did something today that makes me stabby. Ugh.
What activities do you participate in to get out of the house?
What is the best vacation you have been on?
Thanks for being open. You seem like a very great person.
On that other she-who-is-not-spoken-of space, yes. But nothing recognizable.
Um, my kids shit. Music, pre-preschool, tumbling, etc. When I get a moment, I go out with friends and eat and drink all the things. Is that an activity?
Tricky. On a consistent basis, any vacation involving wine tasting/buying is my fav. But favorite, favorite? Trip H proposed on. South of France. Searched his luggage while he slept for a ring at the beginning of the trip. Called my mum crying when no ring was found. Low, low, moment. Fine, get your shit together, 212. YOU ARE IN FRANCE. So I got it together. And then he proposed on our anniversary, at the end of the trip. Ring had been tied to the elastic band of his running shorts the whole time because he just KNOWS ME. Still makes me tear up. He knows me. He knew. He still wanted me.
Ok, end of cheesefest.
have you ever done the Okanagan Valley in British Columbia? if you haven't, you should
What are your "personal maintenance" costs? Regular mani/pedi, hair, massage, etc?
Is it hard to find a part time nanny? I've heard horror stories about getting into NYC preschools, do you think it will be difficult?
My DH also works long hours, typically 10-12 hours a day. I feel for you, and hope you can get some relaxation time soon!
Um, cheap. Very. Mani is about $13 here, pedi is about $25. Only thing cheap in NYC! I get my hair done when I'm visiting my parents because it's cheaper. In DINK status I was paying $600/6 weeks and I'm just not that girl anymore. Now It's $150 at my childhood stylist when I get a hot second.
Very hard. Everyone is looking for a full time gig. I get it. It's expensive to live here. I just don't need or want that* (I reserve the right to change my mind at the point another kid comes around). So I get why I'm not a desirable employer.
On that other she-who-is-not-spoken-of space, yes. But nothing recognizable.
Um, my kids shit. Music, pre-preschool, tumbling, etc. When I get a moment, I go out with friends and eat and drink all the things. Is that an activity?
Tricky. On a consistent basis, any vacation involving wine tasting/buying is my fav. But favorite, favorite? Trip H proposed on. South of France. Searched his luggage while he slept for a ring at the beginning of the trip. Called my mum crying when no ring was found. Low, low, moment. Fine, get your shit together, 212. YOU ARE IN FRANCE. So I got it together. And then he proposed on our anniversary, at the end of the trip. Ring had been tied to the elastic band of his running shorts the whole time because he just KNOWS ME. Still makes me tear up. He knows me. He knew. He still wanted me.
Ok, end of cheesefest.
have you ever done the Okanagan Valley in British Columbia? if you haven't, you should
Adding it to the list! Any favorite vineyard? Our large stash of wine was just destroyed due to a bullshit wine fridge fritz. Looking to rebuild.
Do you feel at home with rich people? Is it hard being down to earth in those circles?
What are some of the crazy things other big dogs spend on?
How many cars do you have? How often do you change cars?
How much do you spend on cable?
Sometimes. Sometimes the sums of money I'm around... fuck. Like. I can't even. Oh hey, Obama. What? That gets intimidating for me. But I can't compete, so it's no issue being down to earth. I turn on the funny because that is my mechanism through the internal skin itchy situations. And people seem to like that? Also, THANK GOD FOR ALCOHOL.
Crazy things. Um. Private planes. NFL/NBA/MLB teams. Unicorn skin Birkin bags (ok, that is only just a tiny embellishment).
We have one car. We live in the city, and one car is a luxury. We leased our last car for two years to see how it felt to have one, if we used it, how much parking cost (OMG), etc, and then we just bought one after the lease was up. It's hopefully being delivered this week.
On that other she-who-is-not-spoken-of space, yes. But nothing recognizable.
Um, my kids shit. Music, pre-preschool, tumbling, etc. When I get a moment, I go out with friends and eat and drink all the things. Is that an activity?
Tricky. On a consistent basis, any vacation involving wine tasting/buying is my fav. But favorite, favorite? Trip H proposed on. South of France. Searched his luggage while he slept for a ring at the beginning of the trip. Called my mum crying when no ring was found. Low, low, moment. Fine, get your shit together, 212. YOU ARE IN FRANCE. So I got it together. And then he proposed on our anniversary, at the end of the trip. Ring had been tied to the elastic band of his running shorts the whole time because he just KNOWS ME. Still makes me tear up. He knows me. He knew. He still wanted me.
Ok, end of cheesefest.
This right here is the sweetest.
Right? I'd have married him with nothing. He's a dickface, but he's my dickface.
You'd never know though. Sarcasm. It's like, our universal dialect.
But fuck man, that was so good. Seven years later and I'm still all... cheesy.
But fuck him. I'm sure he did something today that makes me stabby. Ugh.
I know the feeling. It's year 8 for us. We're still cheesy. Deep down inside it feels like we're still those crazy college kids planning our future together. I'm in denial that he's going on a business trip tomorrow for 4 days.
God, this so resonates. We wake up a lot, look around in the quiet and say, "how are we here? This is what we talked about." It's such a weird feeling. It's hard to just be without thinking "and next...?"
have you ever done the Okanagan Valley in British Columbia? if you haven't, you should
Adding it to the list! Any favorite vineyard? Our large stash of wine was just destroyed due to a bullshit wine fridge fritz. Looking to rebuild.
umm... so many. it's all in my backyard. we're so spoiled because when we want a bottle of wine we're more apt to stop at a vineyard wine shop and pick up something than we are to go to a liquor store. if you ever seriously come, let me know and i'll give you my long list. my top three... 1) Blasted Church (https://blastedchurch.com/), 2) Bench 1775 (http://www.bench1775.com/), and 3) Therapy (http://therapyvineyards.com/).
i mostly love the wineries that have a good story or shtick and down to earth employees. nothing is more annoying than people who take themselves (and wine) too seriously. i mean, i love wine and appreciate the process of making it, the hobby of collecting, and properly enjoying an expensive glass, but all of that can be done without your nose in the air! Blasted Church and Therapy are great for that... some of their bottle names are hilarious. and their wine is good!
Hahaha. It's not finished! Like. At all. We jussssst got a couch. wanderlustfoodie can attest to what a major slacker I've been!
I'm not nearly finished either and I've been in my place for like 10 months. Got kitchen porn at least?
Ok, I have not forgotten about you at all. Just went to take a picture and my last kitchen light blew out (no joke, I'd show you a picture, #sofancy). I will take tomorrow when I actually have some light up in this joint.
I should probably call someone to replace the lights. I've been living on a bulb and a prayer and now is darrrrrrk.