I'm not dead

So, I haven't posted in a while. Obviously. That's because I have been posting on another blog. A family blog, if you will. The link is here:

The Spohrs Are Multiplying

A lot has happened in the last year.



I get so irritated when I'm in the kitchen in the morning, making coffee and minding my own business, and someone comes in and says, "That's an awful lot of coffee you've got there." I have a mug that holds three cups of coffee, and I know that because I ONCE made that many cups. Nowadays, I always stick to two cups, but the mug is big. This happened this morning. I said to the person, "it's just two cups." And he said back, "It's not good for you." Shut up! I stared at him as he made himself a cup of coffee before going back to my desk. Damn hypocrite.

It's really freaking hot here in LA, like the rest of the country. For some reason, our house is set up so that the air conditioning only reaches the front rooms. The two bedrooms don't get any air at all. It's MISERABLE at night. The Fiancé has a higher body temperature than I do, and he tosses and turns all night. I feel so bad for him. Usually, my temperature drops at night, but lately that hasn't mattered. We have fans going full blast and that helps, but it isn't great. Probably because Rigby goes and sleeps in front of it! Poor puppy, she is suffering the most with all that fur! After I got home from work yesterday, TF and I went to the grocery store. Now THAT is the place to be when it's 105 degrees outside! I was positively shivering.

Work has been brutal lately. We're mired in a terrible slump, having won only one game since July 13. It's bad timing from a sales standpoint, but being a fan of the team, too, it's just killing me. On Saturday I helped out at a baseball clinic at the stadium for women and kids, and it was unbearably hot. The group around the water coolers was bigger than any group I was instructing! By the time I got home, I had a horrible headache. I don't know how I was able to play three softball games in that heat back when I was a kid.

Next week The Fiancé and I are going to Hawaii for Cat's wedding! I have finally let myself get excited about it. I didn't want to think about it for the longest time because whenever I look forward to something, time slows to a standstill. I just can't believe that it's already the end of July! Where has summer gone? I don't even have a tan.


Chris Walsh Sucks


I should be sleeping

Do you ever have one of those mornings where you quickly realize that you shouldn't have gotten out of bed? I had one of those today. Actually, since it's only 10:18 am when I'm starting this, I'd say I'm still in it. I should be careful with my big cup of coffee.

It started with me waking up at 5:42 am. Yep, you read that right. I wanted to hit the gym before I went to work. The first thing that greeted me was the LOUD, OBNOXIOUS buzzer that's on our oven. Yesterday, the Fiancé and I gave in and hired a maid service to come clean our dismal house. One of the maids hit something on our oven and now the buzzer is constantly going off. We can't figure out how to make it stop and it sounds like a fire alarm. I fiddled with it a bit, going deaf in the process, and then quickly got dressed, grabbed my keys, and left for the gym. Except, as I realized when I got down to my car, I had grabbed The fiancé’s keys instead of my own. I briefly considered taking his car to the gym, but I decided against it. We have tandem parking and I was parked behind him. He’s an expert at getting his car out of that position, but I’m not. As I write this, I realize how much worse my morning would have been if I’d taken his car. But I digress.

I got to the gym and started looking for street parking. Call me cheap, but I think it’s ridiculous that I have to pay to park every time I go to the gym. I’m already paying to belong to the gym, I think they can make their lot free! I saw a person get in their car and pull away from the curb, so I quickly swooped in and took their old spot. Sweet! I had a good workout, I’m trying to get back into my old habits from when I lived in NYC, I worked out HARD every morning before work. I kicked my own ass this morning, and I was feeling pretty good about myself after my workout as I walked to my car. I was fiddling with my iPod, but I happened to look up and notice a cute red VW Bug up on a tow truck. I was running before my brain actually realized it was MY cute red VW Bug. SHIT.

It turns out, you can park in front of driveways! Most people learn that lesson before they even get their learner’s permit, but no, not me. The driveway I blocked is actually very wide. Part of it is fenced in, and that was the part that, when I parked, I thought I was in front of. But, I didn’t notice the driveway had a part that WASN’T fenced in. Really observant of me. As the tow truck driver pointed out, I got there when it was dark…kind of. I saw the person parked there before me leave and I didn’t think twice about it. They were lucky, I wasn’t. Although, it could have been a lot worse. The driver was about a minute away from driving off, and I would have been TOTALLY SCREWED. My wallet and cell phone were both in the car. The Fiancé was about to leave for work and was outside taking Rigby to the bathroom, so if I’d called from the gym I wouldn’t have reached him.

My lovely mistake cost $144 to tow truck driver and $40 to the city, thanks to the parking ticket I also received. I spent $184 before 7 am.



He could only hold his breath for 7 minutes and 8 seconds? What a pussy.

I fast-forwarded through most of his "special," but I was very happy to see him do some ACTUAL magic in some pre-recorded bits. I, like Michael Jackson, believe his magic is real.



My brother is in London right now and I'm so jealous. I'm really happy and excited for him, he's never been to Europe before and based on the two emails he's sent me, he's having a blast. I went to London seven years ago (wow, that long?!) with my mom, and it was amazing. We started by visiting T in Germany, where she was studying abroad. We traveled around with her for a few days, then headed to England. It was such a great experience. I mentioned to one of my coworkers today how I was jealous of my brother, and he rightfully pointed out that I will be going on my honeymoon soon enough. Now, if only The Fiancé and I could figure out exactly what we wanted to do.

David Blaine is going to hold his breath tonight for almost nine minutes. How is that a magic trick? The Fiancé and I watched one of David Blaine's magic specials a few months ago and that dude could do crazy stuff! I'm not really digging his stupid stunts. Don't worry, though, The Fiancé asked me to Tivo the breath-holding spectacular, so I'm sure I'll be watching it later. I can't wait to fast-forward through it.


The details!

Okay, here's the scoop on my engagement night. We went to dinner for Valentines Day. We went to One Pico, which is a restaurant on the beach in Santa Monica that I have ALWAYS wanted to go to. It’s in the Shutters Hotel. When we pulled up, Matthew McConaughey and Penelope Cruz were outside waiting for their car, and Britney and Kevin’s Ferrari was parked in the front. We were totally laughing about it going in, like, hello Hollywood! Dinner was great, and after we were done he suggested that we go for a walk. So, being a girl, at that point I knew! Heh. We walked toward the Santa Monica pier and when we got out on the sand he said all these wonderful things and then he proposed! It was perfect. He gave me an Asscher cut solitaire that he set in 18 k gold to match my Great Grandmother’s wedding band that has been passed down to me. He got the ring from my mom and took it to the jewelry store to make sure it matched!

Our anniversary is December 16, which just so happens to fall on a Saturday this year. It works out perfectly with our schedules since his school will be on winter break, and there is no baseball in December! So that’s the date we’re getting married!