Take It To Bed

Annie Goes to Ithaca Turns 1
Staying strong

 

Annie at 30

Thanks for all of the wonderful gifts, cards and emails. My 30th birthday was a great day...much better than I expected. Shopping, pedicure, great dinner, a hit for a client on a major Web site, nice bottle of wine, carrot cake, catching up with friends.

Cliff and the kids failed to remember ... no calls, no cards, nada.

Peter bought six hours of On Demand porn and ordered Howard Stern on Demand (a recurring fee) while he was here. We just got the cable bill this weekend. Dan freaked. I had this discussion with Peter...about watching porn, about buying movies without asking, about taking advantage of me. All of the extra money I made this summer was spent on showing this kid a good time and giving him a good summer. Now I'm just feel disrespected. He admitted to what he did. Apologized. Dan said I was too nice.

Stacy - the irises have bloomed beautifully.

Thursday the one year anniversary of Annie Goes to Ithaca. Think it might be time for another hot list.

If Home is Where the Heart is...

with dan home, i've been sleeping great...though i do wish we had a bigger bed.

i ate my first tomatoes and cucumber from the garden yesterday. delish.

so i said goodbye to my family's second house this weekend. they are moving tomorrow (just found that out this weekend). it was bad, bad, bad, and i'm seriously afraid. pulling into the driveway on saturday i saw the dumpster my father rented. thought it's essential to purge, and considering my mother was a hoard-er, it was still incredibly difficult to see so much of the stuff we lived with in the trash--particulary stuff that could have easily been sold at a tag sale. i know peter has had a really difficult time with it.

so i rummaged through the dumpster to find my baby book and tons of pictures from our summers in New Hampshire. of course, most of the pictures that were thrown away were of me. oh well, i'm not a big fan of him either.

dan and i couldnt' find a van or truck to rent for this past weekend - with college moving weekend and all -- so that means we have to go to kathy the loser's house to pick up the remaining furniture. she will die of lung cancer...with all of those marlboro red 100's she smokes. (yes, i'm a very angry person.)

i've been cleaning house here at 10 fairview square - books, clothes, duplicate kitchen goods. with the new batch of furniture coming in and a 4 box collection of family photos coming in - dan and i are out of room. the place is looking pretty good.

preparing for the grandma and cousin Ally visit on Thursday. nervous about that to.

Signing off.

A Few Updates

i have a lot to say about disney and the literal crash course on culture. this is going to seem like a rather biggoted blog, but I think we all know my sense of humor by now.

at disney hispanics rule as do the gays- sp. homos without kids. there were also a decent amount of brits whose moms are quite fashionable and their children are well-behaved. i'll be honest, i found my brethren to be quite rude, children unruly, and for the most part lacking in etiquette - this is in exception to the Texas Mexicans who are quite polite. The Americans simply stuff their kids with food and toys. The Wasps specifically like to match entire family in Ralph Lauren. American moms seem to be getting older - we're talking 50-year-olds with 10-year-olds. And though they are getting older they are dressing younger. I don't know about you, but I don't want to see a 35+ mom with a belly baring shirt and navel adorned with jewels.

it appears everyone wears a fanny pack, no one carries a handbag and strollers come before human feet.

am i complaining.? only about the hispanics. otherwise it was a nice little trip.

i did have something else to say, but i'm forgetting. signing off for now.

oh - does anyone listen to the Killers? - are they really slated to get out of their alterno-rock label and be the next big arena rock group or is rock simply dead and they are the closest to decent music? I mean several people told me to buy their last CD, but all I kept thinking about was that redick song, "Somebody told me that you had a girlfriend that looked like a boyfriend (or is it vice versa?)..."

also anyone listen to cat powers? i've been listening for months. some songs i love - some i absolutley despise.

Disney Bound

no electronics on the plane$%^&*!

Fuck A Mother Fucking Duck

BAD MOOD TODAY.

Refused to continue work on an account this week. Decisive I am. She hated my writing. I hated her screechy voice, her ignorance and her complete lack of understanding of the communications business coupled with her inability to take professional advice. Glad she's gone and hope that she can't afford her office rent come September. hehe

So I shopped. 3 funky tees. 2 pair of pants gaucho pants. 1 big ass sterling ring. 1 pair of big ass brown glasses sunglasses. 3 candles. Ahhhhhh...

I bitched. To my favorite gals Space and Em.

I munched. A bunch of Golden Oreo cookies and milk.

I cleaned. My office, which was fiiiillllthy.

And now I'm going back to cleaning and then I'm packing, because I'm blowing this town on Friday and I can't wait. I'll finally get to have some sex this weekend too.

Can you tell just a little I'm PMSing.

blood clot.

Signing off.

Anyway

-I relapsed on Friday night and smoked three cigarettes. I'm still not ever going to be a smoker again though.

-Felt entirely overwhelmed and restless on Friday night so drank lots of white wine and with Ipod in bakc pocket, pretended I was a contestant on So You Think You Can Dance.

-Found the pictures from when I was little as well as thousands of others - packed them all and brought them home with me. Stay tuned...

-Danced and had a wonderful time at Joey and Cezanne's wedding on Sunday.

-Slept peacefully with Danny boy.

-Hugged and kissed my father.

-BBQ'd, feasted and had a fantastic time with the kids, Danny, Andrew and my aunt and uncle on Saturday. So good to see them. The laughter, the memories. My aunt saying how much I reminded her of mom.

-Made my sister laugh and laugh. Love to do that.

-Danny made me laugh and laugh. Convo: "Annie, I'm probably going to see Michelle and Anthony's baby on Tuesday before coming back to Ithaca." "Ok Dan, please bring a gift. You can not go empty-handed. I need to be with you to buy clothes since I have to determine the sizing for the baby." "For Christ sakes Annie - it's a little baby - it wears a size small." QUIET. QUIET, THINKING. THINKING. LOL LOL. "Dan - you're an idiot. That's not how baby clothes work."

-Burgers at The Blazer with Pete.

-Got totally decked for the wedding - everyone loved my dress.

-Danny and I had our fifth anniversary yesterday. We couldn't spend it together, but at least we woke up with each other.

-Realizing that I can't prevent the move, but I can help to make the transition easier for the kids.

-Finally dissing Carrie Fisher's book The Best Awful, with the same Suzanne Vale character from Postcards from the Edge. The book sucked - at 40 pages in with more than 4 weeks under my belt I needed to just give up.

-Found a Currier & Ives book from the 50's in my father's bookcase when we were cleaning. Absolutely spectacular. He let me have it.

-Said a heartfelt goodbye to Petey. I found a black feather from his bow & arrow set on the floor of the garbage area outside this morning. I do miss my boy.

-Reclaimed my DVR last night. The end of The Hills was cut off...argh...Footballer's Wives - the fucking bomb. Can't believe that idiot Lauren declined Paris to live with her ugly and disturbed BF.

-Reclaimed by bathroom last night. Scrubbed that toilet bowl and bathtub.

-Friday night got to speak to a friend named G who has been in bootcamp for 5 months. Most importantly, got to finally hear some happiness in his wife's voice.

-Remembered how much I truly love Danny. Realized that I would have never been able to get through the last 9 months without him.

-Slept beautifully last night. My bed felt wonderful.

Tonight - dinner with Emily at Maxi's. Emily has been my savior this summer. She's a happy girl, a good friend. Sometimes things go right in this world.

Hot List

because he was in Office Space - killer fucking movie
and because he broke up with Carrie on a post-it...
Ron Livingston.

(been trying to post this for days)

The Slow and The Curious

So Peter and Andrew (amy's bf) are making a movie that Pete says is a cross between The Fast and The Furious and The WeatherMan (both wonderful flicks). Pete also mentions that he's yet to see either film. I won't ask anymore questions, as it's Pete. However, I think it's a good idea that any 14 year old boy see a movie about fast cars, fast woman and Vin Diesel. Pete decides to tell me that his movie is called The Slow and The Curious. It's just brilliant.

I am very angry today. I feel like Richard Gere in Pretty Woman..."I am very angry with my father." Basically it's a combination of PMS, this fucking heat and the ineptitude of a few people both personally and professionally associated. Basically, I'm PMSing hard this week.

I worry about my sister. She never seems to stay out of trouble. Frankly, I'm just so tired of talking.

Signing off for now.