Musings. Pretty Much.

An Addition to the Family….

Posted in Thoughts by aparks on October 2, 2008

Haha, you thought I was going to declare a pregnancy, didn’t you?

Sofia moved in with us this week, and our spare bedroom is a lot less lonlier now. Her two cats, Horace and Elijah, are contastly infront of the fish tank. It’s like Kitty-Vision.

We’re super stoked to have her (er, and the cats) with us. Tanner made Salmon (and chicken, for us non-fish eaters-i.e. me) last night and we watched Iron Man. I get a feeling of satisfaction when I look around the room. It’s like an odd hodge podge of a family. I like it.

Welcome home, my curly haired friend.

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One Year Older

Posted in Thoughts by aparks on September 5, 2008
(Shannon and) I turned 21 on Monday. Tanner, who claims to be “bad at birthdays” made mine super special.

We slept in, spent a good chunk of the day swimming, diving for a transformers keychain, and lying in the sun. That evening, we got together with Sofia and spent all those gift cards we got as wedding presents. We are the proud owners of a new chair. We have yet to fight over who gets to sit in it, but it’ll happen…

Devon joined us later on in the evening for some fried zuccini, jalepeno thingys, mexican pizza and margaritas. Here’s some pictures of our shenanigans.

 

Looking around in Bed Bath and Beyond, Tanner snapped this gem.

The family called while I was shopping at Target. Ty is on the end saying, "What up my married-birthday sista?

The family called while we were in Target. Ty is on the other end saying, “What up, my married, brithday-girl, sista?”

Pouring a maragarita

Back at the apartment, pouring a margarita

Big pan of fried (er, frying) zuccini

Sofia’s “I just ate a jalepeno and am trying to gracefully recover” face.

Talking on the pink couch.

Keylime Birthday Pie!

Wishing for a pony. (Yes, we eat on the floor)

Please don’t lick my eye.

Thanks for a great birthday, Tanner:-D

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New, Used Tops and the First Day of School

Posted in Thoughts by aparks on August 26, 2008

School started up again August 21st. So far, I love my classes. My first one, an upper level Chinese history course, is taught by one of my all time favorite professors, Elvira Hammond.  The great thing about Mrs. Hammond is her enthusiasm. If you sit in one of her classes, you will quickly learn how much she loves China.

 

When she talks about it, her eyes and her mind wander off, like she’s remembering everything from her old workplace to the way the air smells. She loves the country itself, the culture, but especially its people. Actually, Mrs. Hammond is just plain passionate about people. She is one of those professors who will learn your name and remember for the next several semesters as you take more classes from her. If you fall behind in her class, she will do everything in her power to help you resurrect your grade. She is one of those people who absolutely will not give up on you. I cannot say how much I love taking history from this woman!

The work load is a little heavier than I’m used to, but it’s almost a 500 level class, I can’t complain. It looks like I’ll be turning out a short recap paper on the class readings every week. One of our textbooks is basically a collection of Chinese documents translated into English….The stuff historian drool is made of.

 

The only other class I had that day was Music Appreciation, which I’m taking just to fulfill a long procrastinated Art requirement. It’s taught by a small wisp of a man, who is very soft spoken and, for the most part, monotonous. Since it’s a 101 course, it’s full of freshman. He recognized this when he said, “I know a lot of you are new to this…college experience. Sometimes I get (no change in his tone) enthusiastic. I will try to calm things down so as not overwhelm you.”

 

After class, I came home, spent some time with the husband, ate some (awesome) lunch and text messaged Sofia to come sweet swappin’ with me.

Sweet Swap is my favorite thrift store, for you Albuquerquians, it’s just like Buffalo Exchange. You take in used clothes, they pick the ones they like, and you can get store credit to get new, used clothes.

Sofia and I got some new, used tops.

Then we bought some Boba Tea.

Then we spent the next three hours at my apartment talking.

It was a productive day.

The (Pink) Elephant in the Room

Posted in Thoughts by aparks on August 15, 2008

My friend Sofia has one of the most generous hearts I have ever known. She is constantly thinking of what she can do for other people. Tanner and I are so fortunate to be some of the “other people”  in her life.

A friend of her mom was getting rid of a sofa set…for free. Sofia text messaged me one day and just nonchalantly asked me how our search for furniture was going. At the time of her text, we had (1) mattress set, (a few) bookcases, (1) fish tank, (1) TV set, and (1) office chair. Our walls looked fantastic, because we have a lot of awesome pictures to hang, but despite how awesome our new place looked, we still were sitting on the floor.  But that’s just how Sofia’s mind works. She sees people seated on the floor, and thinks of all the different ways she could find them a couch.

Within 42 hours of her text, we had a knock on our door and two strapping men (Devon and Nick, thanks!) delivering a free couch into our home. The best part about this couch, besides it not costing us a dime? No weird cat smells!

The issue we’re skirting for now, the “elephant in the room.” if you will, is that our couch is pink.
Tanner said it looked like it belonged in  brothel.
When I glared at him for that comment, he said, “No, it think it’s cool!”

 

Speaking of my husband, yesterday was his 29th birthday! I probably asked him a million times what he would like to do, because I don’t want to give him an excuse to say to anyone that he had a rotten birthday. So we slept in, had our air conditioner fixed, made a HUGE dinner, and he opened his presents. He went nuts over the belt buckle…for those of you who know him, it matches hs barrel of monkeys tattoo almost exactly. I also gave this an Optimus Prime key chain, just because he always picks it up at Walgreens but never buys it. Later on in the night when I asked him if he had the keys, he told me (in a husky Transformer’s voice) that “Optimus has the keys.”

After dinner, we went and saw the Incredible Hulk at the cheap theater with Sofia and Devon. After the movie, Devon and Tanner would respond to any statement with, “HULK SMASH.”

Well said, gentlement. Well said.