Somewhere in Middle America

registering, take 1

I love to shop, and I love to receive gifts, so I didn’t anticipate how hard creating a registry would be. J and I spent nearly every night this past week browsing different online retailers getting ideas of what types of things we could get away asking for. We decided that this weekend we would both go to the same store in our respective cities and check out things in person while on the phone with each other. One of us could have the scanner and we’d officially open a wedding registry.

Our first attempt at “teleregistering” was at Williams-Sonoma, but the store was crowded and noisy, making it hard to hear him. Plus I had my mom with me, and she kept trying to talk into my other ear. Since I am a complete novice in the kitchen (I eat cereal for dinner), I wanted a salesperson to walk around with me explaining each piece of equipment and telling me why I needed it. But then I’d have to reiterate everything that person told me to J, which would get annoying real fast. After 20 frustrating minutes, I decided that I really wanted to have the experience of registering for these big ticket items with him, so we decided to wait until we’re together to register at W-S.

A short while later we were back on the phone with each other at Bed, Bath and Beyond, where we didn’t think we would need so much help. That was a bust too. Our connection was crappy, we both couldn’t make up our minds about what we wanted (a coffee machine with a built in grinder or two separate machines?), and to make matters worse, I hadn’t eaten in like 6 hours. I was famished, tired, cranky and completely frustrated by the whole process.

Total items on our registry = 0

Perhaps internet shopping really is the way to go.

wedding dance

My father sent an email to my mom and me telling us to check out the first page of the Weekend & Leisure section in today’s Wall Street Journal. He was referring to the article “The First Dance Spins Out of Control,” which describes how newlyweds are turning the traditionally slow and sentimental first dance into a Dancing with the Stars-worthy choreographed routine. Each trying to make their wedding better than the next (or get themselves on You Tube), brides and grooms are using lights, fog, theatrics, and, sometimes, even their wedding attendants to produce a first dance unlikely to be forgotten by their guests.

The best part about reading the article online was the added bonus of this video.

On a similar note, I never understood why some couples take dance lessons before their weddings. I imagine if I were taught how to waltz or something, I would promptly forget all the steps when it came time to perform out of sheer excitement and anticipation. I’d rather sway back and forth in J’s arms like an 8th grader at her first dance than worry about executing a move properly.

That said, I think it would be absolutely hysterical to surprise our guests with a choreographed routine to something completely unexpected, like an ‘N Sync song.

Hmm…

waking up is hard to do

I caved last night and took an Ambien because I was tired of being tired. Unfortunately, I didn’t take the pill until close to midnight, so when my alarm started beeping at 7:30 AM, I was in no shape to get out of bed. I could have stayed asleep until 9 or 10 AM easily. I doesn’t help that it is cold and wet outside. Rainy weather is the best sleeping weather.

I had to get myself to work close to on time this morning because I had a conference call at 9:30 AM, which meant no getting Dunkin’ Donuts coffee. Instead I made myself a cup of Irish Breakfast tea when I got to the office, but it’s not helping me feel more awake. It’s particularly bitter – and so am I – because there was no milk left in the fridge for it. I love my tea like I love my coffee — light and sweet.

celeb sighting: michael musto

Michael Musto, writer of The Village Voice‘s celebrity and gossip column, “La Dolce Musto,” riding a bicycle past my office building on Hudson St.

Michael Musto

The glasses gave it away.

if only i liked red bull

I’m an insomniac. I need to pop an Ambien before bed if I want to get a restful sleep. But every once in a while I’ll feel so exhausted that I think I might be able to sleep through the night unassisted. And every time time I think that, I’m wrong.

Tuesday morning I woke up around 2:30 AM and couldn’t fall back to sleep until after 4:00 AM. Wednesday I was awake from from 3:00 to 4:30 AM. And this morning I was up from 3:45 to 5:00 AM. I played about five rounds of Solitaire on my laptop – in the dark – until I finally won.

Needless to say, I can barely keep my eyes open, and it’s not even 10:30 AM. You know it’s going to be a rough day when you start falling asleep at your desk before you even get through all of the email in your inbox.

I had to make an emergency run to Dunkin’ Donuts for a medium French Vanilla iced coffee with cream and sugar. Could be a little lighter and sweeter. Sigh. It’s definitely going to be a rough day.

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