16 posts tagged “cubby”

I took a trip down memory lane when I saw this video while browsing the internet today:

Road Trip

Road Trip

Road Trip

  We traveled to D.C. to visit the Cubby's family for the Easter holiday and to meet his nephew, Trip, for the first time.  

Playing w/ Uncle Tim

Baby Bunny

  ... I was born.

  First off, thanks to everyone who called or left messages on my phone to wish me a Happy Birthday!  It was much appreciated.  Most of the day was spent running around getting errands done.  Fun, right?

  

  When the Cubby got home we went to a huge guitar emporium to pick up some new strings for the cello he bought me two years ago on my birthday.  It has fulfilled it's duty as a dust collecting decoration in our apartment, and now (keep your fingers crossed) I will learn how to play it.  By my next birthday, I hope to be proficient enough to serenade the streets of my Hollywood neighborhood from the rooftop without getting things thrown at me!

Birthday Tiger Lilies from Tim

  The Cubby also knows how much I love to eat so he took me to Citrus at Social, a classy little restaurant down the street from us on Sunset.  We dressed up all fancy shmancy hoping we would spot a celebrity or two.  No such luck, but the food was AWESOME.  My favorite?  Escargot.  Yes, me love some snails!

  The next day I headed to the airport at 6 a.m. to catch a flight to Vegas.  Now this was not intended to be a birthday celebration, but it just happened to be a weekend when my friends Anne and Mel could get together.  I was sitting at my gate extremely tired still in my pajamas when I notice these cute girls all dressed up with their make up done perfectly.  I'm thinking,  "Who looks like this at six in the morning!?!  Only in L.A.!"  Then I spot another lady asking to get a picture with the two girls.  And cranky me is mumbling, "Who are these people!?!"  It all makes sense when I spot this dread lock boy being googled over by two very happy teenaged girls.

Idol Dread Lock Boy

  All the little American Idols were riding on my plane to Vegas... and, I would have never known if I had not seen dread lock boy.  When I think back on it now, I should have totally requested a birthday song.

  

  So in the wee hours of the morn a couple of weeks ago, I was groping in the darkness of the kitchen.  I'm heading straight for the coffee maker intent on making myself the biggest, blackest of black, most jolting cup of Joe when to my bewildered eyes in place of the toaster, coffee maker, and blender I see this...

Heineken BeerTender

  And in my head I gasp, NO HE DIDN'T!

  

  This was no hallucination from still being in a state of deep sleep.  The Cubby brought home some beer making machine contraption thingie and put it in our kitchen that is barely big enough for one person.  It turns out at his work Heineken sent over their new Beertenders as a special treat for all the actors.  This particular Beertender, the one taking up all my counter space, really belongs to J.K. Simmons (better known as the dad from Juno.)  I'm sure J.K. Simmons had a girlfriend/wife/partner who was like, No way are we putting that beer machine in our "barely big enough for one person" kitchen!  And, J.K. Simmons was like,  Whatever you say honey.  We'll give it to a lucky assistant and his shocked girlfriend instead!

  So there you have it.  And from that day on I wake up in the morning and Tim asks, Wanna beer?  Come home sweaty from the gym and Tim asks, Wanna beer?  Head out the door to work and Tim asks, Wanna beer?

  

  Can't a girl get a simple cup of coffee around here?!?         

  I do not like Peeps.  Which is surprising, because daily I have such strong sugar cravings that I could drink it straight out of a canister if I was truly desperate.  But, I will NOT let a Peep set foot in my mouth.  The Cubby, on the other hand, loves Peeps.  When I moved in with him, I swear, he had a package of Peeps that had been in his cupboard since the Easter of 2003.  They were rock hard, like if I threw them just right at someone's face they would definitely lose their eyeball.  And, yet, he refused to throw them away and he managed to eat every single one of them.  And, he enjoyed it.

Peep Show

  One day I came home from work and found that Tim had picked me this very pretty pink rose from the little garden in front of our apartment complex.  It has dried out since, but is still in amazingly good condition.  It makes me happy. 

Blushing Rose

...Michael, Dwight, Jim, Pam, Toby, Angela, Oscar, Stanley and all the other employees of Dunder Mifflin for filling our souls with such happiness and laughter.  It doesn't do enough justice to say that the Cubby and I are HUGE fans of The Office.  At the end of a grueling 12 hour workday we each take our designated spot on couch, bite lower lips, and pump our fists into the air to the beat of the theme song.  Like some extraordinary reflex we do this every single time.  We have earnestly talked about dropping everything to move to Scranton, Pennsylvania, to get jobs at the Dunder Mifflin Paper Company with our friends.  Yes, they are our friends.  

  The Oscars are like my Super Bowl.  I am picking my faves for this evening.  For every one I get right Tim will buy me a kitten and/or a french bulldog.

Daniel Day-Lewis in There Will Be Blood

Marion Cotillard in La Vie en Rose

Amy Ryan in Gone Baby Gone

Tom Wilkinson in Michael Clayton

Paul Thomas Anderson for There Will Be Blood

Juno

NoCountryForOldMen

I've been playing this song every morning very loudly to wake Tim.  I jump on the bed and think that if I was going to make a music video it would be like this one.  Hopefully, my firework choreographer would be as good as Feist's to avoid losing an arm...or my face.