Saturday Recap

1. Woke up at dawn with Bennyboo's alarm clock blaring - why? I have no idea.
2. Showered, prettied, called Ma Mere to discuss tomorrow's plans, trudged to my place of employment
3. Easter Egg Hunt = Success
4. Met Boo at Barnes & Nobles, bought two magazines: Caribbean Travel+Life (Honeymoon research) and Playboy (Life and sex research)
5. Visited Kenwood Town Center. Went to Sephora, Dillard's, Macy's, Forever 21, and bought... NOTHING- That's will power kids- of course I would rather save my loot for Shawdee's visit two weeks from now!
6. Dinner at Applebees- I had fajitas!
7. Visit at Megan and Kenny's to see their new doggy: Simon
8. Stayed for 2.5 hours chatting life, weddings, and babies ... Meg's getting married in October - a mere 8 months before Boo and I.
9.Came home, jammied, blogged

Tomorrow- church with the family- if I can get up and make it in time (its a good 30 minute drive) then lunch with the family and maybe shopping avec ma mere if stores are open.

Then -gasp- its Monday.... AGAIN.

Ugh!!!!!!!!!!!!

But here's to Sunday anyhow!

Happy Easter !

One More Time For The Cheap Seats In The Back

I must have had some hateraid with my popcorn tonight because I have a strong desire to sign off on octo-mom. I generally try not to solicit an opinion on these matters but I think this woman is cray-zay and if she really gets her own reality show I may have to gauge my eyeballs out with a spoon and swear of reality TV for good ( yeah right ). Not to mention - the way she looks gives me the creeps- something isn't right with her face and I kid you not- I don't judge a book but if she was a blonde she would be a dead ringer for her:
Janice from The Muppets.

I yi yi. What would Donatella think?


I prefer to take my ques from Piggy:


"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a misinformed beholder a black eye" - Miss Piggy






Okie- 4 realz on the bed time now! G'night.

Movie On The Cheap

Bennyboo and I were sitting on the couch late this afternoon chatting over what we should do with our Friday evening.

Its raining in the Natti and neither of us were feeling too ambitious. Not to mention that though tomorrow is one of my off days, I will still be traipsing to my place of employment to oversee an Easter egg hunt that I planned for my residents and their families. I personally think my assistant can handle it on her own - however that powers- that- be implied otherwise. Thus meaning I can't have too late of a night tonight so that I'm bright eyed and bushy tailed tomorrow.

I casually asked Boo if he had purchased the items for my Easter basket yet. He said no. He asked me if I bought his. I said no. To which he remarked that we might ought to just wait until after Easter and buy ou candy 75% off. I thought on this for a moment and let my mind roll over the piles of chocolate and fruity sugar- as my stomach flipped in disgust I suggested that we call off the Easter Basket ordeal and just go out for a movie tonight. And just like that Friday night plans were hatched.

I began the movie hunt and soon discovered that there are no girl-friendly movies out this week- so via Google I located our local "super saver" cinema and discovered that Confessions of a Shopaholic was scheduled to start within the hour.

I read all of the books back in the day and L-O-V-E-D them so when the movie came out I was DYING to see it- but never got to. So with a little puppy dog eye action and a pouty upper lip I had Bennyboo convinced and we were on our way to the economical Dollar Saver cinema.



We are no strangers to the movie theatre we visited for this film- though we haven't been there for quite some time. Its been in our local mall ever since it opened in the early 80s and we remember when it featured a psychodelic laser light display and a time warp tunnel down the hall to the movie. It was at the height of 80s & 90s style. We went there often as teenagers together- with groups of friends or on double, triple, quadruple dates ( I still remember swapping gum with Steven C. during a screening of Romeo and Juliette) though I do believe that this is the first time we've been there together since we've been a couple. The lobby has changed considerably since that time (sadly no more lasers and time warps) but the theatres themselves are exactly the same - and baby, they suck.


(This picture was taken of the entrance prior to the remodle in the early 2000s- that whole entrance no longer exists - the ticket booth has been torn down along with the walls and doors you now just walk right up to a sad little desk that doesn't take plastic. Sadly I can find no photos of the actual lobby)

I can't believe this theatre was ever at the height of technology. I barely remember a time without stadium seating, arm rests that lift up to create loveseats, and a concierge that takes snack orders in the theatre prior to the start of your movie. Yet there we were in a shrine to movie-going past. Crammed into an aisle with just two seats in it, shoulder to shoulder, watching a movie on a screen approximately the size of a big screen tv. I was reminded upon entering the theatre how it used to be possible to make out in movie theatres (+ whatever if your nasty) before we went to stadium seating at every theatre. The lighting was so poor I could barely see my hand in front of my face and with all the seats at the same incline, if you sit in the very back no one would ever know your there.

It was like going back in time. I kind of miss when it was simple - yet while wathing the movie I kinda missed Dolby Digital surround sound and seats that rock but whatev- we only paid 3 smackers a pop and in this financial time that's the price I'm talking about!

The movie its self? Cute! I mean you really have to disconnect yourself from the books or else you'll be dissapointed. I don't feel as though the movie follows the books at all. Yet I found Isla Fisher charming and Hugh Dancy? H-O-T! In all a fun movie- Ben hated it but I'm sure to add it to my girly movie collection - to be watched wilst alone in my girly room.

Anyhow- this post I feel is going nowhere and just a means to pass the time before night night.

Tomorrow going in to work for a few hours to facilitate an Easter egg hunt, having my nails done then who knows.

Sunday- Zombie Jesus Day ( I say that will all the love in the world Jesus but saying it gives me a tickle and you want me to laught nes pas?)

Okie,
Night!

Miss Amber Lane

Tonight I'm Feeling: Sleepy, Happy, Dopey ( Ok not really the last one but I had to follow my 7 dwarves theme)

Just A Quick Moment To Share

The fabulous Shasta over at Bergdorf Blondes is having an AMAZING 307th giveaway: As you can see it is the Clarisonic Brush System.

I myself have never used this device but have heard wonderful things about it and it has even been featured as one of the best products for skin care in InStyle Magazine.

You can learn more about the Clarisonic brush system here (also Bergdorf Blondes).

I entered in the giveaway and you should too ( or maybe not... I would enjoy my odds to be better)- it may be the only way cash poor beauty whores can try this product that sells for $195.00 smackers a pop!

Ciao Lovlies!

Miss Amber Lane

Miss Amber Lane

Ey Babay Where'd You Get Ya Money?

I've been perusing the bloggernets and find myself bumfuzzled by something. I know this post is going to sound a smidge like I'm jealy - and mayhaps I am a smidgen- but I'm going to go out a limb and say it like I think it anyway.

Where do you people get your paper?!?!

I'm for serious.

I have been to the blogs (lovely blogs too - don't think otherwise- I love you for you are- not what you have) of ladies my age- perhaps a smidge younger or older who are ALREADY maried, ALREADY have children or are expecting children, ALREADY have homes, and are ALREADY rolling around naked in piles of cash ( o.k maybe that last bit is an exaggeration).

How is this possible?

I've been to blogs of people still in college buying half million dollar houses and stocking up on $2,000 handbags. I google some of the items you ballers purchase and almost fall out of my chair- where have I been and how do I jump on the money train?

Let me recap for you all: I am 24 years old. I have been out of college for the better part of two years after taking an extra year to finish a late added minor. During college I worked more than full time just to have the means neccessary to survive. I went into serious school loan debt, not to mention a few thousand dollars worth of Visa debt- and I'm talking to pay bills not buy myself pretties. There were times that I felt like my financial situation was hopeless and to this day don't know how I would have survived post college if Bennyboo and I hadn't decided it was time to merge.

I currently am employed by a private pay retirement community. I make the most money that I have ever made and according to WikiAnswers I am in line with the average American income and above average when Bennyboo's and my income is combined to create our household income.

Though we live comfortably in our current situation we don't live too comfortably when you factor in paying for our wedding (which we are getting very little monetary support from our parents for) saving for our first home or making any other major purchases (furniture, appliances, etc.). Not to mention all of my fabulous school debt.

I just wonder how its been done by those of you who appear to have all these wonderful things that I would enjoy to have sooner or later. Did you have immaculate credit right out of college? Did your parents support you financially until you were well settled? Are you in debt up to your eyeballs? Did you marry an heir? Did you invent the Shamwow?

I'm basically collecting information here. I'm curious to know more about where ya'll come from and how you've gotten where you are. Nothing too specific of course.

Each person's paths are different and though its not my life aspiration to be dirty rich- I certainly wouldn't turn it down.

Do any of you sometimes find yourselves feeling the way that I do?

I do hope I don't come off rude bringing up money and all - I'm just amazed by you all and want your secrets ....

And your cash flow.

J/K

Maybe.

Much Love!

Miss Amber Lane

Tonight I'm Feelying: Gritty, Entertained, Content

Opening Day - Hooray?

This morning as I'm driving to work every radio station in the area is announcing that today is the Cincinnati Reds Opening Day.

Great, I'm thinking as I cruise South on the highway - that means I'll have to take the long way home instead of driving through the city so that I'll be sure to miss all of the extra traffic.

I drive the rest of the way without giving the occasion an extra thought. Who cares about baseball if you can't actually go to the game?

Apparantly everyone. After I arrived at my place of employment I went to our daily morning meeting. After I called everyone's attention to an event occuring later in the week - my boss goes, "And today for opening day?"

Crickets. I planned nothing for The Cincinnati Reds Opening Day. It never even occured to me. I'm a bad activities director. After being told that we needed to make something happen we (assistant and myself) sprang to action.

Thus began the scramble for making Opening Day a success. We bought peanuts, cracker jacks, corn dogs, and nachos. Blew up red and white balloons and I wore a baseball cap - gross.

From noon until ... well the game is still on now- I've been subject to the boredom that is baseball on TV- I've dished up all the ball park favorites - and eaten way too much of them myself. I cut baseballs out of white poster board and a "Let's Go Reds" message out of red construction paper. I am officially baseballed out and its only the first day of the season.

The residents have had a good time though - and that's all that matters.

But if I see another corndog again today I am going to vomit.

Maybe more later or maybe I'll be in a corn dog induced coma.

L8ter G8ters

Miss Amber Lane

Today I'm Feeling: Spirited, Stuffed, Bad At My Job

Why Are You Such A Whiner

Not you...

Bennyboo.

While I went to church with Emily this afternoon, Ben went out and played football with the guys.

Tell me why he came home with scratches all over his face, covered in mud, sun burnt and all I can think about is wanting to jump his bones - yet am brutally rebuffed because apparently babycakes can't be physically active on the football field and then be expected to be physically active at the home front.

No, instead he dragged his tired butt to the shower and then started to pass out in the recliner before going up to bed for a nap (at 7pm) I just roused him and he whined and moaned and came back down stairs but somehow I think I better save my libido for another day.

Hmph. Sorry for the TMI but ... uhm...well ... my blog so I can say what I want homies.

Ok well for now I'm off. Weekend recap later I'm going to try to spend some quality time with my man face.

Later,

Miss Amber Lane

EDIT: Bennyboo is not amused by this post- he saw it over my shoulder- got pissed and stormed off outside to smoke a cigarette - see what I mean - whiner.

Tonight I'm Feeling: Grumpy, frustrated, Mournful (weekends over ) : )