Yes it's been a month since our last post. To our defense we have been working on pulling off the first bridal fair in the East Dallas region, Lakeside Bridal Fair in Rockwall. And as many of you know, anything preceded by the word "bridal" makes it one thousand times more difficult than it actually should be! But with that madhouse now behind us (for now) we are back to our regularly blog-casting schedule.
So the worst has happened. Yes indeed. My AT&T wireless stick has failed me on so, so many levels. I did not realize upon purchase that the stick comes with a usage limit of 5gb. Which to some of you may seem like a lot, but as a web developer who uploads and downloads files in the 1gb range, that usage is swiftly depleted. I actually used my entire month of April in one day! Alas, it was not meant to be. Star crossed lovers we have been, and the stick has gone the way of Romeo. Ill-fated suicide.
The plus side is that when I realized it would not be suiting my needs I promptly called AT&T to see if I could get out of the contract cancellation fee as I was only a few days over the deadline. Not only did they accommodate me there, they also offered to waive my overage fees! I have yet to finesse that part of the deal as i just received the bill, but this is service above and beyond what I expected. They have been very generous and understanding with the fact that the usage would not be enough to serve my vast purposes. So, if in the future they offer to up the limits, I will most certainly be interested in reinvesting in the contract. It was a great little sucker on the go. It just didn't pack enough punch to keep me workin. So now I sit in E's house hogging her wifi with iTunes downloads...
- B
So it seems E and I have a slightly unhealthy infatuation with this phenomenon called Twilight. It can't be helped, Edward and Bella live under our skin and take over our minds. And the fact that we get to look forward to this besotted bliss for another three years until the final movie is released makes us tremble with glee.
E, die hard that she is, downloaded the movie on iTunes the moment it was released. I myself was enjoying the sweet nothingness of nature by camping where technology was a complete nonentity. While E was bragging that she avoided the Wal-Mart waiting lists and crowds by downloading, I was soaking up the sun to create the beautiful pink patterns of peeling skin. Yet it was Target who avenged my injured pride!
Yes, Target, Holiest of All-Purpose Stores. I bow down to your absolute dominance of all things Wal-Mart. My tactic was to find the store located in the least desirable spot in town, and I successfully located the practically untouched display the moment I entered the store. After a quick trip down the food aisles to pick up some groceries to make Italiano as the Cullens did for Bella in the movie, I proceeded to check out and head to my car with my prize. Yet I had no idea of what I would find inside this Cracker Jack of never-ending possibility! The case not only held three disks of wonderment, but a coupon for the exact same content downloadable from iTunes! With exclusive Target features! I was beside myself with excitement, and proceeded to call E to rub in my superiority. Not only will I have a hard copy, I'll have the movie downloaded to my computer with all the extra content at my fingertips! Sheer bliss, I tell you. More satisfying than a Snickers.
- B
After all the ruckus about the bachelor and his big public breakup, (which btw I along with everyone else on this planet thinks he needs to be taken outside and beaten with a rubber hose) I have to bring another tragedy to light. It really does break my heart that Jennifer Aniston and John Mayer will no longer be gracing the covers of Okay and Star Magazine as lovebirds. I really thought these two could make it. I liked them together too. But what is it with this Jennifer? Why can't she keep love?
Is she happy about these breakups? She never seems to reveal an emotion or response about her love life ending. Is she too sweet and this bad boys just can't handle that saccharine sweetness? Or is this just a shiny veneer on the outside and something men just don't want to keep long term? I don't know what it is. But it does make me sad that one of the most beautiful women in the world, once again loses one of the most beautiful men. Sad, sad, sad.
Or is it?
-E
Can my heart share two loves? Is it even possible? I certainly hope so, because recently a new gadget has entered my horizon. And it even comes from the same family as the iPhone, my new AT&T wireless internet usb. Oh yes, now I have the internet everywhere! (except my apartment for some reason, but I'm working on that)
This little sucker is no joke. I tested it out right after I bought it and was chatting on Facebook while stuck in traffic. Then I uploaded a website from City Hall in Royse City (aka Podunk, Texas). Then I worked while in the passenger seat being driven all over Dallas. Seriously, I'm in love! Now I can indulge every workaholic fantasy! I can finally go to my boyfriend's apartment and not have to use bootleg wireless from his neighbor. I can take my computer with me when carpooling to lunch and leave the office half an hour earlier. The possibilities are endless! At least, somewhat endless. There is that one caveat that signal seems to die within 100 feet of my own abode. But whatevs. Now I have the excuse to walk to the coffee shop up the street when I work from home and get out in the sunshine. Or work from my balcony. Whichever.
-B
In my entire life I do not think that I have ever counted down the days to anything as important and glorious as the Twilight DVD release. Today marks the 13 days (superstitious anyone?) till that little sleeve of pure bliss enters my home.
I can hardly wait for it and the things we'll do, oh the things we'll do... We have been trying to plan the perfect moment to bring Edward home. How should we celebrate the big moment? A simple gathering of girls at B's place full of food and drink or should we do it up right and head to a swanky hotel where we watch, cry, drink and watch all over again? The options are limitless. I think that I have poured more time into this than my blessed wedding. (where I'll have you know I married the other most perfect man on earth!- that's how I feel this week, ask me again in a month and see if the answer is the same!)
Oh the questions that rumble around in my head on what to do. I think the pressure is so strong because it is not everyday you bring home the perfect, even if he is dead, man. This takes timing and lots of planning. After all, it is the most awaited moment in history!
-E
So the polls are open, anyone have any ideas?
Yes, I am a girl in love. Sweet, all-consuming, devoted love. If I could legitimately wed a piece of technology, my iPhone would be it. Rarely do I abandon it to the depths of my purse, it's never far from the palm of my hand. Oh, iPhone, how I love thee, let me count the ways!
* You never leave me hanging in a conversation. All my dirty sweet texts from my sexy little boy toy are stored in the depths of your electric brain. I can scroll back through the history of our relationship any time I need a pick me up when I'm feeling horny blue.
* You got me employed. Storing my portfolio images in your touch screen beauty was the best move I ever made. So when I met my boss for the first time (skinny dipping, no less!) you were my wing chick, displaying my graphic confections with ease and dexterity. Your high tech yet attainable ways won me my current plush employment.
* You raise me up! My heart rate, anyway. iTunes keeps me pumping those legs on the tread and motivates me to keep going those extra 10 minutes. And the simple interfacing helps me keep my poor hand-eye coordination in check so that I don't trip and roll off in a cataclysmic ball of broken bones.
* The endless possibilities our future holds. App Store provides me with an app for every conceivable purpose. Urban Spoon for indecisive dinner plans, My Lists for my OCD planning tendencies, even Flixster to not only find a movie theater nearby, but to tell me showtimes and even let me read reviews and watch trailers. Anything you could possibly wish for can be found and loaded to the iPhone. I will never grow tired of the change it brings to my life!
I know you hear about how great the iPhone is all day long and get sick of it's utter prevalence in every skinny jeans clad youth. But seriously, I never thought I could be so devoted to a phone, but the iPhone is so much more than a phone. It's love.
-B
In an era when the definition of what is cool is defined by the people around us I’d like to pay tribute to the one thing that is timeless, cross cultural and is ubiquitous at every high school and summer camp. PDA. You heard me. Good old, downright, tried and true Public Display of Affection. Lovely, right?
Ah, love…
Love makes the world go ‘round.
What the world needs now, is love, sweet love.
All you need is love.
WRONG! All you need is not love. And for some of us, we don’t need to see your love to have our world go round. Because my dear friends, now it seems as though PDA is not just for the young and horny hearty. It seems as though our senior citizens (definition: anyone above 40) have found their moment to shine as well.
This weekend, I was lucky to be in a nice little tourist town where people from around the globe love to congregate. And it was everywhere - lips on lips, lips on neck, hand in hair, hands on back, hands in places I don’t think I want to write about. And it was not just the young people, it was everyone. I bet you think I was in Ft. Lauderdale, or Carmel or New Orleans, right? Nope, I was right here in the good ol’ Bible Belt of San Antonio, Texas. What I marveled at though, was that it was everywhere, and I mean everywhere. The young, the old, the plump, the thin, the chic, the geeks – everyone was in on the act! And no one seemed to mind the old gray-hairs were jumping in on the action either.
I used to think dry humping was just for the young pre-pubes that couldn’t get enough of each other. When did tonsil hockey become so socially acceptable for all ages? Have I missed something here? I don’t mind seeing a couple in love and when that couple is between the fresh age range of 15-30, I can totally get behind the need for all of the touching. But seriously, grandpa, keep it in the gurney. None of us want to know what you and Nanna are doing later on tonight with your public preview to the big show. I am no prude, but I just want to say that though PDA is great for about half of the population, the love potion is not for all to imbibe.
-E