Operation Pink Herring: Monday mishmash

We met with two DJs and two photographers on Sunday, which I consider a rousing success just because 1. We made it to each location, 2. we weren't even late once, and 3. all the people we were supposed to meet with showed up. I think that my recent experiences trying to find someone to fix our leaky roof have significantly lowered my expectations. (Potential roofer #4 is supposed to be coming over tomorrow between noon and 4pm. If he shows up and is not a total loon, I'll be more than satisfied.)

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I'm so glad we were able to cram all those appointments into one day, because I'd much rather spend one whole day doing wedding stuff than have to organize four weekends around different meetings. But man, I was so exhausted on Sunday afternoon between appointments #3 and #4 that I fell asleep for an hour on the couch with my coat on and my earrings in. The coat thing is not so strange, but I NEVER sleep with earrings in. I was really wiped out.

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So wiped out, in fact, that when I ran to the bathroom before we left for meeting #4, I forgot to re-buckle my belt. I realized it was hanging, disheveled and loose, from my pants just before we walked into the Panera Bread to meet a photographer. Joel hadn't noticed, but the cops sitting in the Dunkin Donuts next door might have.

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A war of passive-aggression has erupted over the changing of the two water cooler bottles in my office. Normally I'm all for gender equality and pulling your own weight, but dudes. Those 5-gallon Deer Park bottles are really heavy and the cooler apparatus is taller than my waist, and every time I try to change the bottle I end up either spilling water all over the nearby copier (not good) or getting my finger jammed between the cooler and the open bottle. So I've just been making sure I fill my bottle up before I leave the house in the morning and trying to pace myself to make it last through the day. Those plastic Deer Park jugs are probably full of BPA, anyway.

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Despite my scroogish tendencies, I have to admit that I love the way our house looks with its modest holiday decorations. Instead of getting price-gouged again at the chop-your-own place, we got a perfectly lovely tree from the Home Depot this year. And for less than the $75 we spent on that 2-foot Douglas fir, we got a 5-foot tree, a proper tree stand (instead of the potting container we used last year), and two wreaths for the outside of the house.

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I ordered myself a new camera lens from Amazon a few weeks ago, and I've been kicking myself on a daily basis since then for not ordering a protective filter at the same time... especially since I've been using the new lens despite the recent rain and snow. The first filter I ordered was the wrong size (my own fault) and the second one, which was the correct size, refused to cooperate with my lens cap. Frustrated, I finally took the whole mess in to Ritz Camera on Sunday. They not only let me in (even though I walked in just as they were closing) and listened to my stupid problem, but they also showed me why I didn't actually need a skylight filter and sold me a proper UV protective filter, instead. Hopefully that had more to do with their high standards for customer service than the fact that my belt was hanging off my pants at the time.

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I mailed out my Christmas cards yesterday. I'd like a prize, please.

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My Christmas cards this year feature a picture of Max on them. Wearing his Santa suit. I couldn't help myself. I should be ashamed, I know. But I'm not.

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I celebrated the 50-degree weather today by earing my new-ish corduroy skirt with a cute pair tights that I've had for at least a year, but have never worn before. I'm sad that Mission: Put Together is over because the office is empty and there's no one here to appreciate my fashion efforts. But I guess it's just as well, because I forgot to bring the camera, anyway. Just so you know, the tights are brown argyle and they're adorable.