Watching the Oscar Red Carpet and Googling Kitchen & Bath Tile

I believe it is a good combo....

So those who impressed in no particular order: 

1. Hailee Seinfeld (Age appropriate and just pretty - good job with the shoes as well)
2. Mandy Moore (yes I believe she is trying to make an Indy/Disney comeback)
3. Gweneth (the dress just dripped - well done Calvin Klien)
4. Cate Blanchett (who else could wear that and look stunning)
5.  Jennifer Lawrence (Holly Shit - how the hell did that woman look so perfect in that - take me to that gym please)

Those who could have stayed home:

1. Scarlett Johansson (Brush your hair)
2. Jennifer Hudson (I know I am going to get killed for this - but I know she looks great losing all that weight - but really put the mommy boobies away)
3. Nicole Kidman (Wrong Dress - wrong shoes.  New stylist)

Now on to my actual day and away from living through the famous people... I went to the Tile Store today!!!!!!

I am so excited to say the least.  I have found the floor tile for my kitchen.  I have found the counter top for my dream kitchen and it all seems doable.  Did I mention I want to redo my bathroom tile - yes it is true.  I am insane.  I have decided to go with Soapstone for the counter top and a travertine (in the gray family).   Backspalsh a 2X8 travertine tile.... Pictures to come....husband is kicking me off the computer....

So let's be honest I really wanted a girl

My husband has always said he didn't want to be "Bob".  He didn't want to be my dad, with two girls, who out numbered him, left him out of jokes or made him the joke.  

Bryan and I started dating when we were 13 (true story).  So he had the inside scoop on what my dad had to go through with two girls and no boys except an English Setter bird dog that would only point on cats.  Bryan felt sorry for my dad to say the least.

So at our 13 wk ultrasound the tech "guessed" it was a boy.  Bryan was out in the waiting room texting everyone and their mother the news.  For some reason I think men think it takes some extra "effort" to have a boy, I pretty sure Bryan thought he was the amazing Hulk that day.

I was slightly disappointed, and I know this is where I am suppose to say - as long as the baby is healthy....yaddi yaddi yadda- the truth is I wanted Bryan to be Bob.  I wanted a sister for Emily to giggle at dad with... and I believe Karma should have supplied Bryan with another girl. Karma instead got me...

But I had a little hope yesterday that maybe the tech was wrong - 13 wks is a little early to be playing the gender guessing game...Nope.  Clearly a boy. 100% a boy.

Now the true battle has arisen - the name game.  I had to flat out tell Bryan that Guillermo was off the table.  He said he loved the name.  Sigh.  I am not okay with this, and again this is not the moment where I am going to play the good wife and let Bryan name "his" son.


Arguments against Guillermo:

1. My name is Megan, My husband's name is Bryan and our daughter's name is Emily....people will question if my son was adopted if we go with Guillermo...just sayin

2. I don't like

3. We live up North where the Hispanic population is not as large as TX (where Bryan and I grew up).  We are surrounded by white people who will most likely pronounce Guillermo as "Guy-er-mo" or just go with Gizmo.  Again not okay.

4.  Bryan says his nick name would be "memo"..... 

5.  Bryan thinks that just because he names his son Guillermo that he will grow up to be a famous goalie ---- I am not basing the name of my son based on how it will sound after "GOOOOOAAALLLL!!!!"


But do I have a name that we both agree on, that we both love - an most importantly a name I love - No.  Nothing is screaming at me (however I do like Liam - I have been vetoed already).

He is going to be called BB for baby boy. Just like a cat I had that Bryan forced me not to name since we weren't going to keep him... his name was BC for black cat... we kept him. And his name remained BC.... we are so in trouble..... my poor kid.

I am about 100% sure I have a ghost

I can't believe I haven't told you guys this yet, I guess I was busy having my self a pity party and being sick, but I am about 100% sure I have a ghost.

Yes, I am being serious.  Last Friday (before my lovely meeting that put me well in my place) I was getting ready for work with the normal routine.  Shower, clothes, blow dry hair and make up.  I had just walked out into the living room with Emily and Thomas the man cat to get Emily some breakfast when I heard my blow dryer turn on.

I know what you are thinking, I forgot to slide the switch totally down to turn it off.  Nope.  It had been off a good 15 minutes.

So there I am with Emily, and my oh so brave cat with no claws.  I was not feeling brave myself.  But I left those two in the living room watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and went to investigate... I know this is where the ghost is suppose to throw me across the room but I am thinking it was a little early for the both of us for those types of shenanigans.  Then the blow dryer turned off.

Uhhh huh.  So I walk in the bedroom, and looked at the outlet like maybe the plug had fallen out half way or something along those lines to make me feel a little less insane.  No such luck, I had a one way ticket to crazy town.  I then looked at the buttons or switches on the blow dryer - definitely in the off position.

This is where I texted Bryan to tell him we had a ghost, and that I was freaked.  His response..."Faulty Wiring."  Sometimes I love my husband, this was not one of those moments.

So then of course convincing myself that I am truly just insane I went about my business and started to brush my teeth.  This is where the story might be taking a TMI route so consider yourself warned!!!

Being pregnant, your gag reflexes and your bladder control are not at their prime.  My ghost saw me gag on my toothbrush and pee myself.  I was completely mortified....and again texted Bryan what the ghost had witnessed...again little sympathy.

For this reason,  I believe the ghost took pity on me and has left me alone since.  I am guessing that my ghost is more of a Casper kind of character - at least I am hoping so, I really really hated Paranormal Activity and it has had its remaining effects on me...yuck yuck yuck is all I have to say about that movie... but I did have a crush on the guy who played Casper in the movies way back when, so I am hoping to go that route.

I will keep you updated if anything out of the ordinary happens again - and if I ever get my husband to believe me... until then I suggest falling in love with this band:

The Great Lake Swimmers 

What is on the Menu you ask?

Just a big old piece of humble pie.  The meeting went well, I apologized for phrasing my concerns the way I did and in front of such a large audience and she seemed real receptive of the apology.

And then I went back to my desk and felt like a fool for the rest of the day.  I really really really hate looking stupid, and I hate it even more when it is truly all my fault. BAH. 

And to top it all off I have one of those sinus - I feel like hell colds.  And the snow is back with vengeance. 6-12 inches today...I believe we have already hit the 6" mark.

Really need sun back in my life right about now.... and so I am nursing my wounds this weekend with a Twilight marathon...go ahead and make fun but I am quite secure in my ridiculousness.

I told someone their idea was stupid today

I am a brutally honest person.  Ask my friend Tiffany.  She once wore booties way before they became hip to do so... lets say a good 4 years ahead of the trend.  We were sitting in the middle of the atrium of the College of Design - with a handful of other fashionable college girls and Tiffany asks me what I thought of them.

I knew she was excited about them, I could see it in her face.  And I hated them and it showed in my face.  I don't think she has ever quite forgiven me for that day.  However, she does know that I will give my honest opinion whenever asked. And just an FYI she does ask every now and then.

Too bad the person at work didn't know this fine attribute of mine. She did ask if there were any questions or comments after given a presentation (see what I am doing here, I am blame shifting). This new idea is to help our retail people help get selling accessories back on the floor instead of at the check out... great idea except they can only access this information at kiosks ...  

This is where I should have kept my mouth shut.  This is where I might not have made someone mad... but I didn't.  I spoke my mind. Sigh.  Do you ever have moments where you are like - really- did I really have to do that?

Well I didn't phrase it well either.  Verbatim "If we are trying to get the customers out with the product, doesn't it seem stupid to make the retail associate reference this info at a kiosk?"  I am sure there were better ways to have phrased that.  And just like Tiffany's face, this woman's face told me that she didn't  appreciated my opinion either...

I don't think we will be friends in the near future...and I don't think she will be like Tiffany and appreciate this quality for what it is.  I am chalking this one up to a learning experience.

It is like telling someone their baby is ugly, you just don't do it (but you can think it). 


UPDATE: Meeting to discuss meeting where I told this woman her idea is stupid schedule for tomorrow morning - I did not set this up...Karma is coming for me!!! Eeeek!

In Honors of Valentines Day

This is one of my favorite stories of Bryan and I, and pretty much sums up how our relationship works.  For my 21st birthday Bryan decided to take me on a cruise down to Mexico... don't worry this isn't gross romantic - make you want to vomit stuff...

Now Bryan isn't a huge fan of actually swimming in the ocean but knows I love it.  I love the salt, the fish and in full disclosure I use to think I could control the waves by singing the song "Hit the Road Jack" when I was young.  True story... please don't spread that one around.

Any who... Bryan knew I wanted to kayak out a bit and snorkel to see the fish.  We almost looked like pros paddling in sync and the sun was shining so obviously we looked good, that is until I decided I wanted to get in the water and asked Bryan to counter balance the kayak.

I don't think he understood what counter balance meant.  There we were both in the water watching our flippers, snorkels and masks sink to the bottom of the ocean....dramatic pause here... this is when I looked at him with my death eyes that pretty much said "you are an effin idiot".

Next thing I know my husband (boyfriend at the time) was panicking about being too close to the buoys (the ones there so that boats don't run over silly tourist like us) and climbing frantically back into the kayak.  Bryan thought the buoys were there as a boundary between us and  the sharks.  That the sharks were all lining up right outside the buoys - waiting for us to step a toe out of line.  Like sharks are that polite.  Maybe he hasn't seen Shark Week on the Discovery Channel....

As I dove for the equipment that we rented (a $200 value) my husband paddled his ass to  the shore and left me in the middle of the ocean (okay this is a prime example of where I might be exaggerating just a bit), to be eaten by the sharks that were waiting just outside the buoys.

I love my husband.  I love that my husband gives me these great stories to retell.  I love that he assumes I can take on a shark no problem by myself. I am choosing to see this as Bryan allowing me to realize how strong, independent and self reliant I really was....yeah not so much. 

But he truly makes me laugh all the time, in any stupid situation we can always find humor even if it is at the expense of each other.  We take turns,  I get a few good jabs every now and then and then he retaliates.  The key to all of this is - is that we can laugh at ourselves - we try not to take everything too seriously and know deep down there is some love there somewhere.

I hope everyone has a great day tomorrow... and know that the major ingredient of love is laughter. 

Kisses Meg. 

Dreaming Again

So this might be severe nesting, or spring coming on (it is above the freezing temp. of 32 degrees so technically it is spring in MN) but I am back to dreaming about the kitchen again...  I know I know I promised not go go here again ... buuuuut IKEA was calling my name.

   

I had a little time today while Emily was napping and Bryan was taking the LSATs to play on IKEA's website (we are sidestepping the fact that Bryan took the LSATs today until we know he aced them and that every law school wants him...until then mum is the word).

I have created my dream kitchen, the one that requires no walls to be torn down, no electrical to be moved and no plumbing in sight....Bryan is very enthusiastic about my ideas.  I used the measuring tape to draw and measure my lines on my wonderfully accurate and to scale blueprint...later to find out there were rulers in our junk drawer (Bryan was the one to point that out, don't know what I would do without him).

I have priced out everything - even the tile on the floor to the door knobs.  The price tag did not stop my heart, and best yet did not scare off my husband.  We are going to visit the store tomorrow (after I feed Bryan coffee and breakfast - tip to all - taking a man to IKEA to "dream" must start with coffee and food).

So here are some of my ideas that I have stolen off the internet:

Love Everything about this Kitchen

For a bit of Whimsy for above the Sink - Lovely from West Elm

Counter Tops

Would love, love, love these above my dinner table handing from my vaulted ceiling (when I say vaulted - I mean more like slanted)      again from West Elm

Another To Do for Mr. Vargas....

Wallpaper - are you feeling the Gray Theme yet?

So I don't know exactly how to make the pictures all line up cute or be able to type in between pictures - but I will have the husband figure that out tomorrow if he survives our trip to IKEA .... to obviously give my kitchen a punch of color I am going to paint my table a buttery (but still bright) yellow.  The table is one of the many projects I have started and not yet finished - however it is completely stripped and ready to go. God I love Spring - makes you want to do everything at once :)