Across The Lake

so long and thanks for all the fish (krissy)

2005-09-18T14:40:00.000-05:00

This blog is closed. We started another one, and we locked it up so only we can see it. Now we can talk about you all we want.

Just kidding.

But seriously, half of what I want to say (and possible 1/8 of what Lisa wants to say -- she's a better girl than I am) should not be broadcasted publicly. And what's the fun of an open forum with your nearest and dearest girlfriend if it needs to be censored? The answer is -- not much fun.

On a sidenote, I do hope to start up my own blog someday -- but this is over.

ohymgodthisissohot. (lisa)

2005-09-10T22:03:00.000-05:00

http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/

When Isaac heard about it, he said, "Oh geez. Next thing you know, they're going to make an iPod the size of an aspirin - you just swallow it, and when you belch, it'll play a song from your iTunes playlist."

always look on the bright side of life (lisa)

2005-08-28T07:48:00.000-05:00

Things are getting better. I should have told you sooner, and not left such a downer of a post hanging.

My boss got approval for me to work 25 hours a week (instead of just 20), which puts me back up to what I was making before I started there. AND, one of the stores in town (not the one I worked at before) just had three people quit, and they desperately need a sales floor leader (which is just a sales associate with a brain and a key to the store). So I'll be working there 15 hours a week. That's probably just a temporary thing until they can hire someone else, but I'm happy to help out and make some extra money, even if it's just for a couple months.

Everything else here is boring. Oh, I'm knitting my first baby blanket! But it's not for me. It's really pretty, if I may say so. I'm using this chunky supersoft yarn, with wide stripes of a tan/oatmeal color and narrow stripes of a really gorgeous purple. Go to http://www.lionbrand.com/yarns/homespun.htm and find Rococo 311 and Baroque 322 - the pictures don't do those colors justice, but at least you get an idea. They won't say if it's a boy or a girl, but I think this would look fine for either.

Gotta run...gonna be late for church...

get outta my dreams, get into my car (Lisa)

2005-08-15T17:15:00.000-05:00

Blarg. I'm glad your day is going better than mine, though I'm sorry about the lack of an anti-chicken ordinance. Maybe your neighbors will share their eggs? However, there's a fine line there between 'organic eggs' and 'eggs laid by chickens that inhale exhaust fumes and rotting garbage all day long.'

Can you believe gas prices? I know this is such a "How's the weather?" topic, but get this: yesterday, $2.58. Today, gas is $2.79! Per gallon! What's worse is that we don't even have enough money in our checking account to buy one stinking gallon of gas. We could buy .85663082437275985663082437275986 of one gallon. Until Friday, when I get paid. Or, we use the emergencies-only credit card, which we were SO GOOD about until recently.

The worst part is, my family is having an 80th birthday party for my Grandpa over Labor Day weekend in Detroit. That means going to my grandfather's birthday party will cost us probably $50 just in gas. What?!?

I need more hours, or a second job, or something. Not just because of gas prices. We're still afloat, but I'm getting pretty worried...

(P.S. Have you joined Paperback Swap yet? You should. We've gotten three books so far, and I requested two more today: How To Be Good by Nick Hornby and A Theory of Relativity by Jacquelyn Mitchard. Join!)

Pride and Prejudice day (Krissy)

2005-08-15T14:56:00.000-05:00

I took a Pride and Prejudice day from work today, meaning the only thing that I wanted to do today was watch Pride and Prejudice in one sitting. This isn't the first time I've done this, and since I woke up all achy and blah this morning, I thought this was the perfect time to get a Mr. Darcy fix. Mmm, Mr. Darcy, played by Colin Firth -- yet another Brit who doesn't know that he is secretly in love with me. Don't get me wrong, I adore Tim, but his "love ya, babe" pales in comparison to a My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

Anyway, today is not exactly going to plan. I read a bit from Must Love Dogs, a book I have owned for years and have not read (imagine that!) until a recent book-to-movie adaptation starring John Cusack has piqued my curiosity enough to pick it up and give it a go. If you ask me, and you haven't, any book with a male character that can be played by John Cusack is good enough for me. But other than re-arranging the new rug we bought yesterday, and making a phone call to the Mayor's office to see if raising chickens in one's garage is legal in my city (it is!), I haven't done much of anything else. However, I did drink two glasses of chocolate milk -- on a Monday, no less.

Did I ever tell you about how my Mom drilled me when I came back from my first day of elementary school? Not knowing what I was quickly about to give up, I told her all about the Pledge of Allegiance, when a classmate brought in a treat and everyone sang her "some song about a birthday", and the hot lunch program. We had our choice of milk -- including chocolate! It came with pictures of freckled, gap-toothed children and was delicious. Little Bobby Jackson, missing since 8-5-83, didn't know what he was missing.

Mom quickly informed me that as members of Jehovah's Witnesses, I was not to say the Pledge, I was not to sing the birthday song nor partake in the birthday treat, and that I was to choose white milk in lieu of the chocolate variety. When asked about why I was choosing regular milk, I was to tell my classmates that while my Mom wasn't there to verify my beverage selection, Jehovah was watching me and that He, of course, wanted me to drink the white kind. However, as a "treat", Mom said that I could drink chocolate milk on Friday. The sad part about this, Lis, is that I did this all up through high school. Still, after all these years, Monday through Thursday chocolate milk drinking still feels like a guilty pleasure.

So even though Pride and Prejudice day is having a slightly belated start, the chocolate milk has made me feel like today hasn't been a complete waste so far. And if I remember, I'll say the Pledge sometime too.

(Don't tell Mom.)

my gold prom dress (Krissy)

2005-08-14T02:03:00.000-05:00

Ahh, the gold prom dress, with such puffed sleeves that even Anne of Green Gables would have peed her petticoat. I'm pretty sure Anne had the thing with the puffed sleeves -- either that or what's-her-face from Little House on the Prairie. Remember Nellie Olson on Little House? She cracked me up. But I digress.

I'm sorry I didn't post sooner. I wanted to post some pictures of the new house (including the view from our bedroom window) and all of that good stuff, but something is wrong with our digital camera -- the batteries died when the zoom thing (shutter? Lens? Whatever) was extended and somehow this screwed everything up. I'd be more upset about it but I just got done seeing Coldplay and it was so good, I will forgive anybody just about anything right now. If Nathan from Middle School came and knocked on my door and apologized for getting the whole school to call me Jupiter, I would totally invite him in for a drink and we'd laugh about how Kotex isn't quite as absorbent as it claims to be! Ha! Ha!

Anyway, to quickly answer your questions, we've moved in and the cats haven't been complaining too much. Our neighborhood is pretty diverse, and while this is a pretty urban area, that doesn't stop the family two houses over from raising chickens. (Don't get me started. 5:30 am. That's all I'm going to say.) I've been enjoying having my mail delivered to my house for the first time in three years -- which sounds lame, but if you've ever gone 90 mph on the interstate to be able to get to the post office by closing time, you'll appreciate the joy that is home mail delivery.

I've been thinking a lot about you, lately -- I found all these old cards you had given me when we lived in Michigan. One featured a waitress who went to grab a writing utensil from her ear, and exclaimed:

"This is a tampon! -- and where did I put my pencil?"

I about died laughing.

Off to bed -- have to make anniversary waffles tomorrow morning. They're the same as regular waffles, but you get a card at the end. Love you!

going to a Tacky Party (Lisa)

2005-08-13T14:35:00.000-05:00

We're going to a party tonight given by a couple at church that we've started getting to know recently. The invitation said: "This is a tacky party. If you don't know what that means, call us so we can laugh at you." It turns out they meant tacky apparel, and the hostess said she'd probably be wearing something involving spandex and an off-the-shoulder t-shirt.

Of course, all our friends at church are in their late 20s-early 30s, so they were all teenagers in the 80s. Me, I was 8 years old in 1989, so if I dressed tacky, it wasn't my fault.

So I seriously have nothing to wear. However, the thing that I would totally wear, if I had access to it, is your gold prom dress. I think that would make me the best dressed at the party.

excited! (Lisa)

2005-08-11T07:08:00.000-05:00

RAWR. This excites me in so many ways! Mostly because it's another cheap and easy way to talk to you. (And by cheap and easy, of course I mean that it's inexpensive and nearly idiot-proof). Plus, I love the way you talk to me, so this should be pretty entertaining for other people. Not to mention, it means YOU'LL BE WRITING AGAIN. And, I've always wanted an excuse to get on Blogger. (I've messed around with all the small-time journaling sites; this is the hard stuff. Before you know it, I'll be doing typepad or buying my own domain.)

So anyway, how's your new house? Are you moved in yet?? Do the cats like it? What's the view from your bedroom window? Is there a window above the kitchen sink? Any creepy men in ice cream cars that park outside? Have you met the neighbors yet?

Oh crap, I have to leave for work in fifteen minutes and my hair is still wet! Love you, tootz! Thanks for this great idea. You rule.

An idea (Krissy)

2005-08-10T22:40:00.000-05:00

So if we're just going to talk via the comments section of your blog, we might as well start up one for just the two of us. Whaddya think?