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Kisses+Disses : Thai Pizza + TopShop
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S o he got this idea and it sounded nice until he got to the one part where I...hold on, lemme back up. JD suggested visiting his family this weekend and making them lunch. Now, I don't even make myself lunch, so the idea of making food for others is scary. It'll be easy, he said and then planned an Italian meal out loud. When he got to the homemade pizza part, he turned to me and suggested I make a Thai chicken pizza.
Really? We're gonna go there about THAT pizza? The pizza that tasted like peanut butter and ginger?! My friend Amy gave me this great recipe, but when she made it, it was deelish. When I tried a few weeks later, the dogs of Phuket wouldn't have gone near it. So. Now what? Should I make Thai pizza and prove every assumption my mother-in-law has about my cooking? Should I suggest making a cheese platter instead? Should I simply say no and sip on Pellegrino? Should I hide in the living room and watch reruns of Real Housewives? Ugh. This leads me to another installment of Kisses and Disses... |
| This week's DISSES go to...
*My Thai chicken pizza. It doesn't love me back. *Hollywood. I'm grateful to live in a country where I can freely watch movies, but this summer has been less Blockbusters and more Lacklusters. F'real. *Real Housewives. Why is this show so awful? AWFULLY GOOD. |
| This week's KISSES go to...
*TopShop. I discovered this store in London and I'm *Massage chairs. Does it make me totally ghetto to sit in massage chairs at Brookstone longer than I should? Yeah, well, I don't care! *United Airport Lounge. We finally became allegiant to a airline and accrued enough points to hang out in the lounge. This sounds way fancy, but really the only difference is we got free nuts and cheese while we waited...I grabbed a few packets to make it worth while! Happy Friday! |
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Kisses+Disses : Scrabble + Summer Nights
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W e've stopped playing games together. In fact, we pretty much halted anything that, oh, requires us to stare each other in the face as opponents. It started with a game of Scrabble and ended with me flipping the board and tiled letters when JD You're probably thinking we need therapy. WELCOME TO THE CLUB. After the Scrabble Flipping Incident of 2008, I decided to take a break from competitive...well...competitive anything, which has proven difficult since we challenge each other daily. Who fell asleep first? Who can drink the veggie smoothie the fastest? Who loads the dish washer better? A few days ago, JD suggested buying a Xbox (Com'on, Jas, it even plays BluRay!), but I politely declined. I mean, I can't even make it through a board game without threatening divorce...could you just imagine me playing Halo?!? This brings me to another installment of Kisses and Disses... |
| This week's DISSES go to...
*Games. They're clearly what's wrong with marriage in America these days. *Newsletters. Just because I emailed someone in the past doesn't mean I automatically want to added to their list. *Peanut Butter Capt'n Crunch. JD promised it'd change my life, but this cereal pretty much lacks the awesome that is Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Duh. |
| This week's KISSES go to...
*Organic oranges. I'm obsessed. *Midnight in Paris. Woody Allen's newest movie just made me swoon and if you're into what life in Paris during the 1940's looked like, this is for you! *Summer nights. Long walks, late dinners, and dusky skies at 8pm...perfection! Happy Friday! |
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Kisses+Disses : Wedding Cake + CPS
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L et's get one thing clear: I don't ignore him. It's more like I don't hear him. Sometimes. JD diagnosed me with a selective hearing disorder and it drives him crazy. Please cut the tomatoes...I cut the onions. Don't forget to pack the toothbrush...I leave the toothbrush on the bathroom sink. They're running ten minutes late...why aren't they here yet?!
My disorder was magnified as we made our way to Santa Barbara for a wedding on Saturday. Check out the orange groves...I wonder what type of fruit is grown over there. I'm going to stop and get us something to eat...we should get something to eat because I'm starving. JD finally assessed I hear about 60% of what he says and it worries him because by the time we're 60, that figure will closer to 10%. I reminded him I love bribes, so if I could work that figure up to 75%, I'd be more than happy to accept a new pair of shoes for my efforts. JD responded to my idea, but I can't remember what he said. This leads me to another installment of Kisses and Disses... |
| This week's DISSES go to:
*Having Selective Hearing Disorder. Duh. *Craving wedding cake...the smell of butter cream gets me every time. *My singing voice. It brings JD to tears, and not in the good way. |
| This week's KISSES go to:
*Dallas Mavericks. Y'all know I'm a Lakers girl...I cheer for them and whoever is playing against Miami Heat. *Canon Professional Services. In addition to camera/gear insurance, I also have CPS, which is awesome because while my lens got repaired, I was given a free loaner and a discount on its services. *My polaroid camera. For capturing life's smallest moment that later prove to be the greatest. Happy Monday! |
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Kisses+Disses : In Laws + Sketchers
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F amily is a crazy thing. You're biologically linked to someone, yet there are times when you might wonder if the stork left you on the wrong doorstep. Or maybe that's just me. I'm also a twin who insists if I didn't look so much like my sister there's no way we'd be related. Or friends for that matter. It's just that we're so different, disagree about everything, yet we're forced to kiss and makeup because THAT'S WHAT SISTERS DO. At least that's what my mom said.
Now, in-laws? Well, that's a whole other enchilada because, really, you pick them. When choosing a spouse, you also choose in-laws. And you somehow make it work. Yesterday was my father-in-law's birthday and I tweeted the following: |
| This, of course, led to questions and accusations on the internet from friends, but allow me to clarify: He wanted those shoes!! He causally mentioned it during dinner one night. I'm a great listener. Duh.
JD took responsibility and bought his dad a birthday gift and it was received with sincere appreciation. I, however, would like to point out that while my father-in-law opened the gift, HE WAS ALSO WEARING THE SKETCHERS I BOUGHT HIM FOR CHRISTMAS. Booyah. This leads me to another installment of Kisses and Disses... |
| This week's DISSES go to...
*Parking tickets in Philadelphia. We were tourists...how were we supposed to know how far to park from a stop sign?! *The History Channel. For causing my husband to lose hours of his life watching the documentaries about aliens and/or monks. Or worse, alien monks. *Peeta and Gale in the casting of The Hunger Games Movie. I'm on board with everyone else, but they totally missed the mark with my two favorite boys! |
| This week's KISSES go to...
*Herbal tea, Vicks Vapor Rub, saline nasal spray, the green goop I swallowed from a dark bottle of potion I bought from a pedlar in Costa Rica. They aided in my road to health. *California. For being a state of abundant fresh food, sunshine, and people weirder than me. *My father-in-law for proving my point. Happy Friday! |
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Kisses+Disses : Hipsters + The Lakers
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L ast week for my birthday, JD went out of his way to plan a cool night for us on the town. When I heard rumors of this coolness, I instantly went into panic mode and if there were red lights to flash, I would have done so. Me and Cool don't mix, like, ever. Seriously, if someone wants to do something cool, please don't invite me because I'm cool repellant. I'm life's equivilant to the pocket protector.
JD called our best friend, Mel, and asked for her suggestions because she and LA nightlife are BFFs. They borrow crop tops and breath mints from each other. Unbeknownst to me, Mel gave JD a list of uber cool places to eat before the Lakers game. Oh, yeah, did I just slip that in? I SO JUST DID. JD surprised me with tickets to the Lakers game and I did my Happy Dance a few times over. I've been a Lakers fan since the Magic and Kareem days, so to sit up close with Kobe and Gasol was a dream come true. That alone would have been enough, but, noooooooo, JD had to go and make things cool. |
| To avoid traffic from Orange County, we left early and planned to visit Cool Place. We pulled off the 10 freeway and into the garment district, you know the part of town you really don't want to be after the sun sets? Well, there we are AT SUNSET driving aimlessly. You see, this place is so cool it doesn't have a sign. I suppose if you're a hipster, your inner compass leads you there.
We randomly park and decide to take our chances, although I offered to knock on doors and ask for help. A movie set was getting constructed so the extras hung outside trailers and smokes flavored cigarettes, even though I worried about the Surgeon Warning Label for them. We finally see a small sign indicating our arrival and I'm tempted to swing my head around to show the actors JUST HOW COOL I AM FOR ENTERING THIS COOL PLACE when...wait for it...the place is closed. That's right: closed. It doesn't even open until 10pm, which is roughly the time I'm flossing my teeth for bed. I casually dropped something in front of the door to act like I was merely delivering something to the cool place (What? I could've been a courier dressed in heels!) and walked back to the car. JD wrapped his arms around me and apologized for not planning it better. I laughed and said I didn't mind. But, really, could he please stop squeezing me because my pocket protector might get crushed. Which leads me to another installment of Kisses and Disses... |
| This week's DISSES go to...
*Hipster restaurants in undisclosed locations. *My Happy Dance. It's still not cool. *Taxes. Today is April 15th..WHAT DID YOU THINK I'D DISS?! |
| This week's KISSES go to...
*The Lakers. Sure, they lost the game, but they're so flamboyant they make losing look cool. *Yelp.com. I love this site and it's helpfulness in finding the best places to eat in a new city. We cleaned every plate in Seattle! *Win Win. It's such a great movie, but I should probably admit Paul Giamatti is my Hollywood crush at the moment, so my opinion might be biased. Who doesn't love his balding head?! Happy Friday! |
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