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Friday night Wine Club + errands and packing for 10 hours + 14 boxes taped up ready for their new home = Beth's brain mush and an incredibly underwhelming blog post.

However.

These photos make me smile way to much not to post.  Anyone need a good packing partner?  Mary comes highly recommended.  Just make sure you have a pile full of donations she can sort though, ice cream to snack on, OnDemand to keep her company and the Wall Street Journal to read (which happened to have an article about GoFar!  Who knew?).

    

We did pay a visit to The Spot which I will always hold near and dear to my heart.  It has become a staple late night bar for when my parents are in town and held many a Phase 10 tournament for us.  Also the perfect place to walk over to for a good bowl of chili, beer and football game on any given Sunday!  (Whoa - that sounds like the perfect title for a movie.)  Mary and I enjoyed a few salads and some soda water that really helped us power through our packing slows.  (I hope no one believes that is actually what we ordered.)

I'm finding that I am maybe a little more attached to this apartment and neighborhood than I realized because I really can't quit talking, thinking, blogging and dreaming about me closing up shop on 155 S Penn in just a little shy of a week.  So if you are over reading about it, check back in like 8 days.  Please and thank you.

*I really hope everyone picked up on how much sarcasm was packed into Mary's Need List for packing!  She is a rock-star and I seriously couldn't and wouldn't have started the long road of packing everything up without her!

Girls always make passes at guys with mustaches.

When I started my blog Jan 16th, 2011 - and you would have told me "Hey Beth.  I predict you will blog about coffee mugs two days in a row." I would have laughed in your face.  But let's be honest, if you had a smile mug, mustache mug, and a blog in honor of a Disney movie you would write about it, too.

I first was introduced to this coffee mug pretty much exactly 2 years ago.  Let's take a minute to reflect on the two pictures that sent my BFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF Amie and I into such laughing hysterics in Urban Outfitters we were getting the stink eye.

 

Here I sit - 2 years later, still holding it up to my face and giggling every time I do.

I strongly encourage you to go out and buy feel good coffee mugs because it really is the most fun way to start the day.  Though I have to be honest, we kind of hit the peak of my collection.  Not that my striped, floral or Solar Bee (Thanks, Dad!) mugs aren't amazing, but I don't know if I can find anything clever to say about them.

Can we also talk for a second how I am wearing/using two things listed on my Excess list ?  Wife beater?  Check!  Pony tail holder?  Check!  See?!  I use them.  Granted I might not walk around wearing 12 tank tops with a hairstyle of 17 pony tails...but I'm using them.


Beth: 1
Excess List: 0

Daily Do: Smile!

It's true, folks. I have coffee mugs with my Daily To Do list on them! Just be glad I didn't post the mug with the list of: Shave Legs, Buy Cat Food, Get Milk. I tried, but it photograph nearly as well.




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Whowhatwherewhenwhy?

The last two days I've woken up with two bizarre songs in my head.  *Exhibit A, Exhibit B.  I just have one question.  Whowhatwherewhenwhy?  My first instinct is to think they were playing in my dreams, and I just woke up at that moment.  However, last time I checked, Blu Cantrell and I weren't bumpin and chillin in my dream, so I kind have to question that theory.  Any suggestions?

On a very similar note I've used to always wonder about waking up hungry.  At what point during our sleep does our stomach just start growling and needing food while we are just laying there for the better part of 6-8 hours?  Well I actually did a test on this while I was in college and figured out for me, it was 4am.  And by 'test in college', I mean waited until the night before to finish (start) a project and pulled an all nighter.


*please note:  Though I am not a loyal Glee fan, I am a loyal friend.  My aunt and all our gays are o-b-s-e-s-s-e-d with Glee, so when I saw this version I couldn't not post it for the example.

Love at first clove.

There are two new recipes I tried today that I can't stop thinking about and can't wait to have again tomorrow:
Yummy new breakfast!  Colorful and good for you?  Pschhh...where do I sign?
Spread it on some toast and you have a delightful and tasty addition to any dinner.  (Or in my case it was the dinner.)  (Please don't judge me.)  (Can you tell I'm single and don't have to kiss anyone goodnight tonight?)

Speaking of goodnight, I'm off to dream beautiful dreams of spinach plants and garlic cloves.  Yet again - please hold your judgement.  ; D

You learn something new everyday.

In this case, I've learned several things today....all about myself.  As I'm gearing up for packing up my 1.5 years here at 155 S Penn., I'm just grazing over what I've got now before I go balls to the wall (I've never understood that phrase) and start packing.  Well, during this process, I'm learning that I have a slight obsession in buying in excess on a certain number of things.  I feel like I find them around every corner I take and curse myself out "Do you REALLY need a dozen white tank tops?  4 brown pillows all different fabrics/textures?"  All are listed below and I have a feeling the list will be updated more and more as I start actually packing.

Pillows.
Photo frames.
Wife beaters (zip it, Mary)
Ponytail holders.
Towels.
Coffee mugs.
Bangles.
Scarves.
Toys for Forks.
Pink workout tanks.
Hangers.
Wine glasses.  (While my darling Mary was helping me pack she was tasked with the daunting task of boxing up my kitchen.  When she first started, she was swooning over my chalkboard wine glasses , but towards the end, and I quote: "ANOTHER. CHALKBOARD. GLASS?  You could invite every one of your Facebook friends over and give them all a glass of wine at the same time."  Fanks for yewr help, Mary!) 
Recyclable grocery bags.
Nail files.
Lip gloss of all colors, shapes and sizes.  I never wear lip gloss.  What the eff, Beth?

Oy.  Please tell me I'm not the only one who picks a certain (or dozen) thing(s) and buys them over and over again?  And over again?  And again?

Updates!

All it takes is one.

I found myself being buried under negative thoughts this morning.  From a messy apartment, to wondering where I will be living in the next 30 days, sick grandparents...blah.  But all it takes is one fancy-free moment to wash all that junk away.  Today it was my mom being silly about reminding me to take my Crabby Pants off, which was then followed by a random, beautifully unexpected fit of giggles leading to laughing tears in Starbucks.  Suddenly all those Negative Nancy thoughts just faded away and I swear the sun started shinning a little brighter.

Hey Mary - Say Africaaaaa...

Hakuna Matata, my sweets!