When 32 is perfect

My husband got the mileage on his car to touch 32 MPG. To put it in perspective, that is the upper limit per the manufacturer's spec. Understandably, I usually stay away from driving his car.

Today I found out I do pretty well under pressure too. We went out and I drove on the way back (3 different freeways and close to 45 miles) and I maintained the MPG (and only told 4 people the whole internet about it)

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Just a few things to add to yesterday's list -
A dinner "date" that I even "dressed up" for
A table with a view of the bay
Watching planes land and take off
Talking about everything and nothing
Falling in love all over again

A weekend of lessons

• Sometimes men ARE allowed to look smug.
• Loudly giggling at this every couple of minutes may not exactly be the best thing to do. Especially with a husband who's reading this sitting across the room from you.
• In public restrooms of questionable hygiene, open the tap BEFORE you get soap on your hands.
• You know when you're watching a scary movie and you cover your eyes, you have a serious urge to peek? IGNORE the same urge when in said public restrooms of questionable hygiene.
• When you're going to be irritable for something like this - you'd better come up with a "real" reason for that craziness emotion or better still, zip it.
• When you have a "feeling" something bad is going to happen, you don't have to keep pushing things so something does.
• It's ok to occasionally cry over nothing and tell yourself those are "cleansing" tears.
• You look forward to Monday not because you love your job (well maybe that too) but just as a (good) sign the weekend is over.

So she said on Sunday...

...I don't really have much to say today except:

a) Doesn't the universe really have a nice way of doing things sometimes? I booked my husband and me on different flights for a trip. When I noticed my mistake and called Orbitz to change it, they said the change fees were $250 plus any difference in fare. Ouch. I decided it was ok, I could spend a few extra hours in 1 airport and my husband could do the same in another. This morning I got an email from Orbitz saying our previous flight's time has changed. That means my husband will not be able to make the earlier connecting flight on that day. That means, Orbitz asked if he would mind going on a later flight :) Of course he doesn't, thank you very much.

b) Amen to that - especially since I recently had this conversation with somebody about arranged vs. non-arranged marriages. (The romantic in me believes ALL marriages are arranged, and yes, in heaven). I was telling them that yes, I met my husband through my parents - but it doesn't matter, I could have met him in an elevator and I would have still married him. Meeting through the parents kind of simplified the process - otherwise imagine the number of elevators I'd have had to try.

Picture? Perfect!

Some time ago I wrote about this. You'd think I'd have learnt from that experience.
Apparently not.

Today I was making sure I had all the documentation ready for something I need to do on Monday. I did. Plus 1 copy.

Till it came to the last item on the list -

(WIP = No clue where I can find those)

As organised as I am with all my important documents, I just can't seem to keep track of my passport photographs.

I looked at my husband, "Houston..."

"We have a problem?"

"Err, yeah...it looks like..."

"Did we forget anything?"

Luckily just then I saw something on the list that made me smile.

"Actually, I need to get new photos taken - apparently the mouth has to be closed. So I can't use the ones I have - I'm smiling in them. So maybe we can just stop by Walgreens tomorrow?" (Whew! That was close)

"Sure. That should be ok"

Is the weekend here yet?

SO much happened already this week and I still have Friday to get through:

1) We went from broken garage door opener on Monday to swanky new garage door opener - including a fancy keyless entry system - on Tuesday. I LOVE my husband's choice in gadgets.

2) I spent 3 days in training and found out:

• I’m a geek
• I still have my obsession with taking notes the “right way” using the “right writing instrument” (1 blue pen, 1 black pen, 1 pencil, 2 highlighters)
• I DID pay some attention in Business School
• I wish I'd paid more attention in Business School
• Now all of a sudden I'm looking for more classes I can take (Note to self: Take a deep
  breath till such feelings pass)
• I wasn't really missed at work
• I really missed being at work

3) I found out I may just be working for the coolest company ever.

4) When you know someone is scheduled to power-wash your windows, you shower that much faster.

5) Someone told me I speak a certain language well and made my day (and caused me to make at least 3 phone calls to gloat).

6) Sometimes Murphy listens when you ask him (and his law) to take a hike – and things go right. Like when I woke up late on Wednesday and still made it to work before class started (the icing - it turned out to be a great-hair-day).

"Should-have-just-stayed-in-bed" Saturday

ü Curtain that’s too long – 1 No

ü Curtain rod bowing under the weight of the curtains – 1 No

ü Extra holes in the wall – 3 Nos

ü Leaking Kitchen sink that needs a new faucet – 1 No

ü Garage door that needs a new opener – 1 No

Oh well, at least the weekend is still not over. And the handyman is coming again tomorrow. Let's see what happens then.

A new year...a new day

New Years Eve…waiting in the lounge for a boarding call…passing time trying to figure out what the other people in the lounge do for a living…watching re-runs of Saddam Hussein’s execution and Gerald Ford’s funeral…filling up on veggie sandwiches and sparkling water...making sure I "shopped" at every store in the vicinity...

New Years Eve…sitting on a plane somewhere over Hong Kong…peering through the window to see if I can actually spot the “International Dateline”…stewardesses passing out glasses of champagne…falling asleep halfway thru a Hindi movie (hmmm…I wonder which girl the guy finally ends up with)

New Years Eve…settling down on the couch…deciding to not watch what’s on TV…playing hangman with the husband…giggling when he isn’t able to guess the word I’m thinking of…insisting I did NOT change the word half-way thru…content :)

2007 is here...wonder what it has in store for me