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April 18th, 2008
07:53 am - This is happening...
and I am so excited!!
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April 14th, 2008
08:13 am - Quick update!
Man, I have been BUSY. I went home this weekend to sleep under my parents roof as their daughter and not as someone's wife. It was really nice - lots of talking and laughing and a good bout of de-stressing.
This time next week, I will be Mrs. Woodroffe and boarding a plane to the islands.
So. Excited. Can't. Wait. Can't. Stop. Talking. Like. Capt. Kirk.
One interesting thing I *have* to say - I have officially lost 21 pounds since what, late January/early February? Yes, that's right bitches- TWENTY ONE. That's 4 sacks of potatoes and a sack of sugar. Or an automobile tire. It's almost the weight of an average 2 year old. I tried on swimsuits and for the first time ever (ever, ever? ever ever??) I was able to pick out the one that made me look the hottest, not the one that "I think I could get away with". I still have work to do, but this summer you can expect to see me relaxing my boot-camped sore muscles in beautiful Barton Springs every damned weekend.
Next week, it's just me and my man on our private strip of island paradise.
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D's parents and Ainjel Emme get in town today. :) Jimmy came over last night to talk about wedding songs. We have a million loose ends to tie up, but it's go time!
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April 5th, 2008
07:13 pm - Happy Birthday Michael...
I had a dream about you last night. You had written me a letter telling me I should come see you, and included these gorgeous photos of trees and mountains and big beautiful skies. But even in my dream, part of me knew I could never visit the place you're at now.
And then later today, when I went to my room at the house I don't stay at much anymore, I flipped on my CD player to get in the mood to clean and who else was playing but Jimmy B? That caught me off guard and I cried for a while and cracked open a beer to think and drink.
It wasn't until later when I was telling my sister that you were on my mind a lot today that she reminded me that it's your birthday.
So, there ya go. Happy Birthday. Wish to God you were on a boat somewhere having a cold one.
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March 31st, 2008
10:22 pm - April Foolishness
There are certain things you just don't joke about.
Ever.
Getting a hysterical call in the middle of the night from my poor BFF, who believes one of our friends is in danger, is NOT my idea of a clever April Fools prank. Especially considering that it wasn't even April Fools Day.
AE is a pretty forgiving woman, but I keep a long shit list. ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) sdx, you are officially on it.
***UPDATE:***
Yes, we were upset by Carl's tacky April Fools joke, but all is forgiven. We turned the joke on him. I logged in to Terry's journal last night and created this post for more dramz. --AE
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March 24th, 2008
01:36 pm - Because she's awesome...
Not just because she's my bff who deserves to be winning GRAMMYS at this point...
please vote in the IAC indie song of the year competition for ainjel emme
VOTE HERE:
http://iacmusic.com
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March 20th, 2008
09:30 pm - Bachelorette
Bright and early in the morning, Shelley, Shanteka, Lexa, Rachel and I are jumping on a big silver bird and hightailing it to Sin City - VEGAS, Baby!
Agenda - party party party gamble party party gamble gamble dinner karaoke party party gamble the Thunder from Down Under gamble gamble sushi party party star trek experience party party gamble gamble YEEEEAAAAHHHH!
Follow me on twitter - txterryo or send me random texts.
There will be photos and stories and happy recollections come Monday.
Oh yeah, and I turn 32 the day after tomorrow.
Happy Birthday to me!
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March 14th, 2008
11:49 am - South by Terry O
14 years of SXSW...
Here's where I'll be (tentatively...you know how free drinks can mar your scheduled programming!)
(don't stalk me unless you want to party with me, bitches!)
( Read more... )
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March 3rd, 2008
09:22 am - Sleepless
You know how the bolting panic when you hear a car crash nearby? The screeching of tires, followed by the sound of breaking glass and crunching metal? And you know how when you hear this sound, you race outside to see if you can help, instinctively and harried?
I heard this last night at 3:20am. I heard it tear through the night, through my sleep and I bolted out of bed and raced to the patio, half naked, eyes burning.
There was nothing out there. No cars, no wreckage, nothing but silence.
Daniel woke up in my panic and calmed me down. Neither of us could get back to sleep, so we woke up and made tea and listened to NPR. My anxiety is stressful for him. I wish I could make it go away.
Just last week, I woke up in a sweat, screaming. Again - kind of freaking him out.
I keep trying to mentally float above this stress but my body is clearly not having any of it. My mouth has finally stopped swelling from stress-induced welts and I've been spotting for almost two weeks.
And seriously? If one more person says, "What do YOU have to be stressed about?!" I will bite off their ear.
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March 2nd, 2008
08:05 pm - Wedding Stress
So we got our invitations in the mail - yay!
And then we got down to counting our guests. After family and wedding party, each of us has 16 people to invite.
Sixteen.
Talk about getting the wind knocked out of your sails.
Talk about the very opposite of Yay!
I never wanted a big wedding. Now that I'm getting one anyway, it's not the vision of seas of nearest and dearest. It's family, wedding party, and 16 people. Not that those people aren't nearest and dearest, but srsly - there are several sets of third cousins I don't know very well who are on the list. And when you start penciling in everyone's kids and the space.
Cause that's what it is. We could feed and provide drinks for 50+ more, easy. But our space maxes out at 204. Like seriously maxes, no other possible way, we're seating 10 tops long and close as is.
Sixteen. People.
I started crying when we came to the final list and have felt utterly gutted all day. Especially since I assumed there'd be more room and I have to backtrack my way into letting people know they can't come. :(
Once we start getting some "No" Rsvps, we can start adding people back on.
Until then... sad faces all around.
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February 28th, 2008
03:24 pm - Two weddings. Two dresses.
I wasn't supposed to have time today to get these, but one of my bosses (who is also my awesome friend) demanded that I leave work with her and enjoy trying on my damn dresses, deadlines be damned.
So, under the guise of running errands for work - I present to you....
Fluffy white tulle and Terry.
(I need alterations, stat!! You can easily see where they're too big!)
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February 14th, 2008
11:09 am - "I've got a crush on you...sweetie pie..."
Happy Valentine's Day!!
I love this holiday. I know, I know - I'm one of "those" people, but I truly, truly do. I was woken up this morning with breakfast in bed and the sweetest kisses on earth.
Dressed in red, I'm ready to start the day.
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I've been slightly MIA here, but that's only because I've been spending way too much time on Facebook's parking wars and Boot Camp.
Yep, Boot Camp. It has officially kicked my ass in ways I did not know my ass could be kicked. Yesterday, we took these crazy ass drills and hey, just for fun? DID THEM IN THE SAND.
Oh lord, the pain. The pain is intense and the pain is constant.
But...
I've lost 13 pounds since the beginning of the year. Not "water weight, it's all coming back next week" weight, but honest to god real weight loss, even with muscle gain.
I can't say the boot camp and Weight Watchers can take all the credit - that flu did the majority of the work. The rest just kept it off. I need a new hole notched in my belt!
I feel stronger, sexier and best of all - I'm 7 pounds away from my initial goal. Halfway to my high school weight - which is where I want to be by the big day.
Yay! :)
Other good news?
I got a raise! I wrote a short story for the Fabulous Feast of 5 Day Fiction! We found someone to marry us! We ordered invites (finally)!
And I'm one month away from celebrating year 32 in fabulous Las Vegas with my girls - bachelorette party WOOT!
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February 2nd, 2008
01:33 pm - srsly?
I just read about Naomi Wolf speaking today, for free mind you, from 11:30am-1pm at 1:33pm.
Palm/head/smack.
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January 23rd, 2008
01:51 pm
When I get like this, I sleep too much and let my heart and head sort themselves out in dreamland.
Which is nice, except when I have strange Iranian missile crises (that's the plural of crisis) that happen in the ice world discovered upon when the tour guide overthrows the government and starts slicing people with ice picks and talking about band management. I mean, really.
The funeral was hard. A large lot of us came together and shared stories and cried and laughed and got really drunk for several days on end. Which is difficult to do when you have the flu, but I found a way to drink through the logic.
There was about 150 of us in the funeral caravan, and over a thousand people covering 20 miles of travelspace between Gautier and Biloxi. They waved flags and saluted the casket and stood up in the freezing cold morning to show their support for Michael. It was a mind-blowing show of patriotism.
Not much is new otherwise. Just a lot of sleep and a lot of pulling covers over my head. You could say I'm depressed. Or you could just say I'm sleepy.
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January 16th, 2008
10:03 pm - Good Morning America - For real this time
We’re on Good Morning America - TOMORROW
Peeps -
Remember waaaay back in the day when I was all, "OMGZ Daniel and I are going to be on Good Morning America - SQEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
And then the whole Burmese Monks thing happened and we were pushed back until further notice?
Further. Notice. Has. Arrived.
I got this email from the reporter tonight saying we'll be on the air tomorrow! That's 7am CST, or "Too damn early" for most folks, so Tivo or tape it if you can and watch us giggle hysterically about how ridiculously happy we are together.
Look for us top of the hour, second hour of programming, right after the weather and short newscast.
I'll tell ya, I'm bogged down with the worst flu in the history of flus, and this news just made my day.
Tune in if you can!
EDITED TO SAY:
it's online! (thanks, Todd!)
http://abcnews.go.com/Video/playerIndex?id=4148518&affil=kvue
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January 14th, 2008
08:24 pm - quick update
Daniel completed his marathon. He did it in 30 minutes less time than his last one. Rock. STAR!
I have the flu.
Today is my sister's birthday.
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January 10th, 2008
11:20 am - Did you know Daniel is running a marathon this weekend?
Yeah, he's kind of a bad ass. This weekend we'll be in Houston where he'll be running for the American Cancer Foundation and AIDS Services of Houston.
You can totally help support him by waking up before dawn, trekking to H-town and camping out all day in the elements, waiting to catch a glimpse of him as he races by.
OR
You can click HERE to get to the donations page and part with $26.2 (a dollar for each of those miles, 20 cents for the hardest part of it, the last stretch!) or more, if you're feeling especially generous. Even less, because every dollar counts.
Daniel is so awesome for doing this (and by awesome, I mean completely out of his skull ). He's the biggest humanitarian I'm lucky enough to know, with the biggest heart I'm lucky enough to love.
Thank you for your support.
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January 8th, 2008
10:20 am - "...looking for answers to questions that bothered him so."
I got the call this morning from my sister telling me Michael Green is dead. Michael is, for those of you from the way, way, way back, my ex-boyfriend. My officer and a gentleman. The Jimmy Buffet concert romance turned bourbon street engagement, turned bloody mary morning lover. The calls, the months and months of late night calls and promises. My Ft. Polk fancy. My Boat Drinks glass clinker. The man who, with the help of Maker's Mark, got me back into whiskey. The man whose mom I met out in Pascagoula, Mississippi who liked my sister more than me. The little Irish bar at St Pete's beach in Florida & my New Year's Eve Millenium Kiss. The long distance relationship that was a little bit too long and too far. The man I had to wait to come back from the field before I could call and end it with, before I moved any further with a new romance. In the soon aftermath, I took off to mardi gras and I left the little ring on the intersection of Orleans and Bourbon street, the scene of the crime. Even though we were over and I was with another man, I sobbed the whole night and drank myself stupid the whole weekend in mourning because I loved him and because I knew I could have made it work if I wasn't so young and so worried about the call that would come telling me Michael Green was dead.
There was a bomb. And he was in Afghanistan doing what he loved. The two met up and here I am, drinking a bloody mary at 10am, typing through tears.
"It's time to see the world
It's time to kiss a girl
It's time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a Cajun dance
Kid you're gonna see the morning sun
On the Pascagoula run"
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January 3rd, 2008
10:45 am - aught eight
So much to do, so much to do, so much to do before I say I do!
( how did I ring it in? )
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December 20th, 2007
09:44 am - Sicky Thump
Not feeling too hot. I think I'm fighting off something ugly, or it's cedar fever. Whatever it is, it's making me miserable.
Know what makes me happy? We (at S\W) donated a bunch of money to adopt a couple of families for Christmas and myself and The Awesome Intern (unofficial official title) went to Target to spend the cash on presents and clothes and books and all kinds of wonderful things. Shopping for strangers, using someone else's money is AWESOME. And, you know, much as I bitch and moan about how I always end up spending more $ at Target then I mean to, it's not easy to blow 1100 dollars at once. Not there, anyway. I mean, take me to Anthropologie and I can go that in 3 t-shirts. Anyway, I digress. Wrapping them, singing carols whilst doing so, all fun. I'm more in the Christmas spirit this year than I've been in a long, long time.
I'm almost done with my shopping. I have a couple of tiny things to get and then that's it! I have 9 people to shop for, and it's never easy, esp. for my oldest sister, her husband and my parents. The kids and my other sister and Daniel are easy-peasy.
(I hate that phrase - easy-peasy. I don't know why I insist on using it from time to time.)
One more day of work and then I don't have to see this desk until next year - WOOT!
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December 17th, 2007
10:14 am - Holidaze...
Well let's just start off saying I ate way too much. I blame the 3 party Friday night where I was forced (by the evil demon of MANNERS!) to eat 3 holiday meals. Oh dear lord. Let's not even start counting calories for drinks. It's Monday morning and my jeans are a little too tight for my liking. Helloooooo Gold's Gym.
Weekend Recap -
Friday - oh so many parties! My company party kicked off with bonuses (bonii?) and monogrammed video nanos for the entire company. After this week, we don't come back until the 2nd. You want to work here, doncha? Did I mention we have an arcade size Ms Pacman/Galaga in the lobby?
Party #1 (S\W) started at 1pm. Food, drinks, white elephant. I somehow managed to bruise my ribcage on the glass partition of my desk. I wore reindeer ears.
Party #2 (Aus Chron) started at 5:30. Drinks, food, PIES, and lots of porn story talk. I was amazed how many people read it and wanted to discuss it. Left feeling slightly rockstar-ish and motivated. Was changed into black cocktail attire, with hot hot heels.
Party #3 (D's work) started at 8. Drinks, food, KARAOKE. A friend got up to sing and her duet partner was MIA. So I jumped in, not knowing the song selection (or that her mic was TURNED OFF) and played air guitar and sang loudly (and apparently solo) to "Jack and Diane." Daniel wasn't feeling too well, and (my hot hot) high heels were painfully oppressive, so we skipped party #4 and went home.
Saturday Slept in, then headed to a matinee at the new Alamo to see I Am Legend which made me cry way too many times and feel sorta bad for the bad guys. I mean, the Fresh Prince *did* steal his girlfriend. I'd be pissed, too. Then off to The Blue Genie and SoCo for presents and finally, to Sushi Sake for some much needed sashimi and sake... mmmmm, warms the belly.
Sunday - More shopping, and finished up my list. I picked up a very large stuffed animal at Toys R Us, and judging from the way I made two kids cry in the parking lot (to the sound of "BUT I WANT ONNNNNEEEE!") I think it's a winner. (Lisa, if you're reading, don't tell your kid sister.) Then it was steaks and wine and putting up the Christmas tree, soft sweet kisses on the couch to the twinkling of lights and sleepy dreams to cap the weekend.
Such a great time. This week will be crazy, but at least the major parties and shopping are out of the way. Now I can bake and read and write and relax until the New Year.
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