• This post is coming to you from my couch. Little girls who spend many, many hours at conferences get to leave early on a Friday. NO COMPLAINTS HERE!
• It seems that NaBloPoMo starts tomorrow, and so sometime between now and tomorrow, I shall make a decision on whether or not to join. I failed at it last year, so kind of feel like I need to redeem myself by being successful this time. Are you doing it?
• I will, however, be participating in NoBloShoeMo because I am a) VAIN and b) already taking a photo of my outfit everyday for the Working Closet, so I may as well take a closeup of my shoes as well.
• I’m very much looking forward to doing NOT MUCH this weekend.
• My house is messy and I have MUCH packing to do for my trip to Chicago to see Kristabella! Straight from Chicago, I’m headed to Providence, Rhode Island for another tourism marketing conference – so I’ll need to pack VERY CAREFULLY as I’ll need many items.
• Oh! I am Aero-Gardening again! I “PLANTED” salad greens last night. You may follow my progress here.
• I’m VERY relieved to have definite plans for my 30th Birthday in just 6 FRACKING WEEKS. I’m having my very own Pub Quiz, which will be put on by the lovely folks at Pub Quiz Oregon (dude, SO FUN). And, of course we’re having it somewhere with yummy food and beer. If you’re coming to my party, please remember, ONLY MY TEAM IS ALLOWED TO WIN. Thank you.
• Can you help me decide what to do with the rest of my afternoon? The choices are a) nap b) grocery shop (ALL OUT OF WINE!) c) clean my house.

And, that’s all! Happy Halloween, Pretties (and handsomes?)! Hope you can scare up some fun!*

*totally plagiarized from a Halloween card my dad sent me. Sorry, dad!

Oh, hello.

There is much Carrisa visit recappage to provide, and I have failed you in that area. I’m attending a marketing conference for the travel industry that is in Portland this year, so there is just no time right now for recappage.

So, I shall leave you with these two stories:

Story the First: We arrive home from our Deschutes Brewery outing. The cat is meowing loudly, yet does not come running. She continues to meow loudly, only it’s her AFRAID meow. We cannot find her. We follow her meows to my bed, only to find out that she was IN MY BOX SPRINGS. She is very fat and I have no idea how she got up there. We had to cut her out with scissors and now she owes me a new mattress set (because it would be silly just to get a new box springs).

Story the Second: We arrive at Isabel’s hotel to pick her up for our lunch date. As we’re walking away from the car, I realize the key fob for my fine European automobile is not locking. Carrisa suggests that I use the power locks from the inside and then shut the door. I do this (STUPIDLY) and then realize that if the key fob is not working, well just how are we going to get IN the car. The key does not work, so we consult with Isabel’s husband (which meant he and I both stared at the car for a while). He then suggested that I stop pressing the button for five minutes. Five minutes is an eternity so we set off in Isabel’s car. When we arrive back, the car opens like magic. There is a photo of this ordeal at Isabel’s site, if you’re interested.

That is all for now.

• This might be the shortest Friday Bullets ever, as I’ve abandoned Carrisa at the mall for a couple hours while I finish up a project at work.
• We’re having a lovely time thus far. Except, for the part where she was snoring last night. I did not like that.
• Last night we played Pub Quiz and sadly had our asses handed to us by several teams with VERY INAPPROPRIATE NAMES.
• Incidentally, I just booked Pub Quiz to come to my 30th Birthday Party in December and I’ll be making up all the team names for my guests. Also, my team is the only team allowed to win.
• Tonight, we’re having a big get together at one of my favorite pubs and Amanda and Kerri are coming.
• Then, tomorrow we’re playing with Isabel and DeAnn.
• Saturday is my friend’s annual pumpkin party. She lays a big tarp out on her back lawn and we have fall beverages (of the adult variety) and we carve pumpkins. It’s FAB. I’m looking very much forward to it. But, WHAT TO CARVE?!?
• Then, Sunday, we’ll go to a baby shower for my friend and coworker who just had TWIN BABY BOYS!
• That’s really it for now. I’m off to retrieve Carrisa from the mall, where she’s discovering the majesty of tax-free shopping.

Have a good weekend!

You and I? We need to have a little talk. About several things, which I have divided up into categories as I  believe it will make it easier for you to understand. Please read through the below and get back to me post haste. And, when I say get back to me, I just mean give me back my ability to regulate my body temperature.

Sleeping: It’s very hard for me to sleep when I go to bed freezing cold and then wake up approximately 20 minutes later burning up. You see, when I’m cold, the boy is kind enough to turn the heater on for me. BUT, when I get hot, I have to GET UP MYSELF to turn the heat off and the fan on. Do you see why this is a problem? If you could just make it so I’m not freezing cold at bedtime, I think our problem will be solved.

Fall Clothing: I have a collection of lovely wool sweaters from my beloved J.Crew. I cannot wear these because do you know what wool does to you when you sweat? IT MAKES YOU ITCH. Also, I would like to buy some new items, but I fear I will not be able to fully enjoy them. No more sweating, please and thank you.

Makeup: I am now forced to run around Portland with blotchy and un-even skin. Do you know why this is, body temperature? It’s because when I have a hot flash, my face sweats, and if I’m wearing foundation when my face sweats, it gets itchy. Please remedy this.

Driving: It is now Fall in Portland, so when I leave the office, I typically have a coat on. For some reason, it seems that 50% of my hot flashes originate in the car. It is VERY HARD to get your coat off in the car. Especially when you’re trying to merge onto the Hawthorne Bridge. Also, the aformementioned incident happened yesterday when I happened to be on the phone with my mother. She did not like it when I said, “I’m going to lose my shit.” It is hard to merge, talk on the phone, AND take ones coat off.

Social Functions: Last night I attended a social function with my beloved. While talking to the wife of his boss, sweat began pouring down my face. This is embarrasing, and it makes me, a typical non-cryer, want to cry. A LOT.

Please take these items into consideration. I look forward to your response.

Sweatily,

Rhiannon

I don’t know if you’ve heard, but, I’m about to have a house guest. I thought it would just make the visit a whole lot more enjoyable for the both of us, I’d just go ahead and lay out some ground rules give you some tips, because I’m a very nice girl (shut up).

• Bring your warmest pajamas. I’m currently sleeping with both my bedroom windows open and with a tower fan blowing. Also, I currently sleep in a tank top and tap pants. Divert your eyes from my very white skin, please.
• If you plan on carrying an umbrella, you must also plan to walk ten paces in front of/behind me. I cannot be scene with a tourist.
• So, it’s just better if you bring yourself a rain coat of some sort.
• I like to wave my hands around a lot when driving. WHATEVER you do, do not suggest a) that I keep my hands on the wheel, or b) that I am going to kill us all. I AM AN EXCELLENT DRIVER.
• Sometimes I think it’s funny to turn your heated seat on and not tell you. So, if your butt is ever very, very hot, HEE! Jokes on you!
• You already know this from BlogHer, but I am NOT Merry Sunshine when I first wake up in the morning. Which is why I will show you how to operate my coffee pot, so that you may bring me coffee in bed, which will significantly improve my morning mood.
• Um, sorry about the cat. She’s going to want to sleep ON you. She has not smothered anyone in their sleep YET.
• About the cat, she’s going to try and get you to feed her. DO NOT FEED HER.
• We’ll be playing trivia on Thursday. If there is a team disagreement over an answer, I am right. PLEASE REMEMBER THIS. The boy may try and get you to believe that he is right, but, he is not.
• And, on that note: everything in our relationship is a competition. Please always side with me.
• I’ll present you with a full list of these rules guidelines upon your arrival.
• There will be a quiz