A note about yesterday: enormous thanks go out to the lovely LG for sprucing up what could have been a very dull Saturday night. Giant Coronas and chit chat? Love it.

While trying to find a file on our desktop today, I suddenly became mildly irritated about the state of our computer. Random photos and files scattered all over the screen. Heaps of the folders are titled ‘to sort’ or ‘random’ or ‘sort later’ (odd to not have just one ‘to sort’ folder…sigh). Crazy shortcuts for programs we never use. Etc.

But what began as a mild irritation developed rapidly into full-blown frustration and light rage when I realized I couldn’t find the file I wanted. I also didn’t have a good search term to plug in so nothing was coming up on the find file front either. That’s it! Today’s resolution: organize the desktop. Photos in albums, files in appropriately named folders, shortcuts deleted. I wonder what I’ll find during this little organizing project…

*2 hours later*

Zoe! The best picture of my short legged little kitty playing with a catnip sock. Isn’t she the sweetest? Also found: 8 copies of my resume. Totally necessary. Pfft. I ultimately deleted 392 items from this computer, including several incriminating photographs of wouldn’t you like to know what. I feel lighter already.

…and never, EVER find myself alone on a Saturday night without wine and chocolate. You’re losing your touch, Ezmy. Time was you’d have had this night planned out days in advance. A movie, good wine, a bit of uber dark chocolate. What happened to you woman?! Sigh.

This tea is just…well it’s just not wine. Lame.

1) Ezmy goes Veronica.

2) Ezmy gets chummy with a stone-faced sea captain.

3) Ezmy buzzes Veronica so as to raise cancer ass-kicking money.

4) Ezmy gets engaged and starts wearing tiaras to bed.

5) Ezmy goes Sandy.

and 6) Preggo Ezmy!

Hehehe. Ok, now it’s time to go make some pizza! YAYA Friday!

In my efforts to organize cupboards and rid this house of junk it does not need, I’ve been coming across strange collections of things I didn’t even know we had. Eight flashlights, for example. Who needs eight flashlights? Three gluesticks and we don’t use glue. Four – FOUR – rolls of permanent double-sided Scotch tape (no regular tape though. Nope, that would make sense). And the most recent find? Seven media cards for cameras. We own one camera and one video camera that has never been charged. How on earth we ended up with seven of these badboys, I’ll never know. And some of them suck too. I mean why bother having a card with 512 MB when one also has a card with 4 GB? Silliness.

I was just about to toss them into the Salvation Army bin, however, when I realized something. Do I even know what pictures are on here? A. and I usually put all pictures directly on the computer but what if we forgot? And what if there are…Picture pictures on these? Incriminating shots and whatnot? I mean, I’ve taken my camera to dance clubs and other such places and then there was that crazy drunk night in Karlsbad…yeah. So today’s resolution? Clear the photos off of these cards and then send most of them on their merry way.

Oh yes and in other news, ‘A is for Alsace‘ is up and running again. Go there, have a read, tweet it, and please comment! Every little bit helps – let’s keep this blog alive!

(Technically, I did this resolution yesterday but I’m applying it to today because I have a crazy amount of housework to do and a banana bread to bake. Nom!)

As I’ve noted before, I have this small stack of gift cards left over from when I was pregnant/with newborn and unable to shop/leave my house. I have cards for boots (so excited for fall), clothes, coffee, hair products and most importantly: spa services.

I’m terrible at booking spa services of any kind because I can never decide if I should go when I need a break from life or if I should wait until a special occasion. Take the mani/pedi pack that A. gave me for xmas for example. Some days I just want to go in and get these done because I’m feeling blue or poor or both and this stuff picks me up. But then I wonder if I shouldn’t wait until we have a wedding or special dinner to go to…sigh.

Well I’m done with waiting on this one. And it just so happens that I now have two, yes TWO manicures to book. AND I have a wedding anniversary (mine – gasp!) and a wedding to go to in the near future. Perfect. Today’s (well double yesterday’s) resolution: book me some spa time. Deluxe manicure at one place and a French mani/pedi at the other. I’m also booking our anniversary dinner. An afternoon of feeling pretty fancy on the phone, that’s for sure. I suppose a truly fancy person would have an assistant book the appointments but Budsie isn’t good with the phone just yet.

Off now to enjoy some coffee and to answer the following question: does sitting on the couch thinking about doing laundry actually get the laundry done? Sadly, I suspect not.

Another shout out (dear g*d but August is a busy month). This one goes out to my Mum – HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! We’re going to celebrate with handsome men and cake. The best way to celebrate a 54th birthday, in my humble opinion.

A couple of years ago, whilst travelling with A., my Visa expired and a new one was sent to my door. A new one with a chip thingy. “Nifty!” I remember thinking. I popped the card into my wallet and went to Scotland. While in Scotland at some fancy pants castle, I decided to purchase a small souvenir. Using my Visa because I was running out of euros and wasn’t going to be near an exchange place for sometime. Alas, my pin would not work. Argh. I tried three times and then of course was locked out of my card. Curses! Making a mental note to deal with this when I got home, I paid with cash and carried on.

And totally forgot to fix the problem.

See, I don’t really use my credit cards. Having barely survived the mountain of consumer debt left over from my early twenties, I now avoid using credit whenever possible. Credit cards are reserved for wedding registries, online baby product shopping (bring good cloth diapers to O-town damnit!) and plane tickets. And even when I do use a card, I don’t use this particular Visa as there are no perks to doing so. So for two years I totally forgot about this card. It was tucked away in my wallet behind my primary credit card until yesterday when I received a letter from the bank informing me that there was a credit on this card and inquiring about my general well being. Huh. Money just sitting there? Well that seems ridiculous especially when there are sensible things like groceries to be purchased (or awesome things like a small bottle of Prada…).

So today’s resolution? Figure out what went wrong with my pin for the chip thingy. And then buy perfu…I mean groceries.

On an unrelated note, check out this cuteness. Gah!

Right so first thing’s first: CONGRATULATIONS to Brookalicious on her engagement. This is a woman who in my opinion has suffered far too much in the way of personal tragedies over the last few years and deserves not only a break, but a crazy amount of happiness as well. So very thrilled for this lovely lady.

Today’s resolution is another short but necessary one. Watch batteries. No one likes doing it, but they’ve got to be changed every so often and A.’s watch has been sitting batteryless for about a month now. Time to get on it! Today’s resolution: head off in search of someone who can change this battery. And while I’m at it, there’s no harm in taking Budsie to visit the kittens and puppies at the petshop, right? Right.

Update on previous resolutions: I thought I had plugged in the video camera for charging but it turns out I was not using the correct charger. Le sigh. Now I must find the correct charger, which if I know me is in a neatly labelled box at the bottom of our organized-but-piled-to-the-rafters storage closet. Le grand sigh.

Today is my dad’s birthday. He is fifty-three, although you’d certainly never know it. He’ll be thirty-five forever, I think. But yes, fifty-three! Impossible. I can vividly remember the day he turned twenty-nine. Crazy. Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY Dad! I hope your day is full of golf, steaks and excellent wine. xo

In other news, I have a sore throat today so I’m not super into my resolution project. Hmmm…what to try to change/remember to do…ah ha! How about this? Today’s resolution is to charge our video camera so that I’m not always taking videos of Budsie on my phone. Not that these videos don’t turn out just fine, but video camera videos would probably be better. Besides, A.’s folks gave us this spiffy piece of equipment so we should use it.

*plugs in camera*

Success! Right, now I’m off to relax with some coffee and a good book (‘The Zahir’ by Paulo Coelho) while Budsie naps.

Update on previous resolutions: there is no longer a black cloak on my tub. Also, Special Saturday breakfasts are coming along nicely. However, I now know why people rarely put strawberries in pancakes – they suck at pancake-ing. They suck all around in my extremely-biased-allergic-to-strawberries opinion, but they really suck at pancake-ing. Ah well, Budsie was still happy even though his pancakes looked more like mangled dough patties.

Eh? Check it. I caulk. That’s right.

As mentioned before, our downstairs bathroom needs a bit of work. But the now immediate concern is the black cloak that our tub has decided to make for itself. Standing in the corner of our bathroom staring daggers at the tub will not make that cloak go away, this much I know. I also know that there are two reasons why this damn cloak is being made: either a) the tub is feeling cold/over-exposed and wants to cover up or b) the prior owners of this tub put the wrong kind of caulking around the base of the tacky wall tile. While our tub has made musings about feeling too naked (lack of tub toys etc.), I suspect that the root of the problem is b). Sigh.

So today’s resolution is to remove the black cloak and to re-caulk the tub. With the help of A. and Frenchie of course. I managed to peel 85% of the old crap off before running out of arm strength so A. took over (during this step we discovered that yep, someone put shitty non-bathroomy caulking on the tub. Fail). The next step was to bleach the crap out of the tub just in case any leftover cloak was lurking around. Now I’m waiting for Frenchie to arrive with a tube of caulking (*snicker* look I waited until now to laugh…maturity!) and then I shall try my hand at more of this Ms. Fix-it stuff. Perhaps I’ll see if one of the guys can take a picture…