Ahhh...closure
Well, I heard back from Stanford just now and received a very kind letter explaining why I was not admitted. I'm actually not brokenhearted so don't shed any tears for me. Two schools out of three is a fabulous outcome...I would have been elated with just one acceptance. I did have a good chuckle while reading this part of my rejection letter, "Please know that we make admission decisions carefully, sincerely, and humanely." Good to know we won't need to call in Amnesty International to investigate the admissions office.
Thursday, March 31, 2005
An honest mistake
One of the guys I work for is brilliant, but can sometimes be a bit distracted. This afternoon, he walked into Mike's office [without knocking] and asked Mike, "where's Kelly?" I'm not sure if Mike responded, but I hollered from across the hall, "that's not Kelly's office." Enlightened by this new information, he declared, "no wonder she's not in here" and proceeded down the hall to Kelly's office.
One of the guys I work for is brilliant, but can sometimes be a bit distracted. This afternoon, he walked into Mike's office [without knocking] and asked Mike, "where's Kelly?" I'm not sure if Mike responded, but I hollered from across the hall, "that's not Kelly's office." Enlightened by this new information, he declared, "no wonder she's not in here" and proceeded down the hall to Kelly's office.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Adam brought me a cupcake from Finale's last night. Presentation: A [cupcake is easy on the eyes] Accessibility: D [parchment paper cup is too restrictive and is difficult to remove] Yellow Cake Texture: C [Dry...cake mix tastes better] Chocolate Frosting: A- [very rich and similar to chocolate ganache...probably is chocolate ganache] Overall Grade: B-/C+ [very pretty, but not enough substance...stick with their other desserts and bake your own cupcakes.]
4th Annual Easter Egg Hunt
Last Friday was the fourth annual Easter Egg Hunt at work. This year, we went with three different sizes of eggs and actual children participated for the very first time. As of today, there are still three eggs at large with a total of 97 collected thus far. Thanks to corporate sponsorship, the plastic eggs contained various "noncandy" prizes such as gift cards from Starbucks and Barnes & Noble. Steve, already swimming in itunes gift certificates, found the itunes gift certificate. Since Mark and Oded both brought their daughters, the egg hunt was less rowdy and boisterous. Mark did not try to trample Steve. We also learned that early morning sugar consumption causes little kids to run [really fast] up and down the halls screaming/laughing. The Mark/Jenny/Claire family unit collected 28 eggs and Oded and his daughter came close with 25. Claire won the spirit award with her Easter Basket egg collecting receptacle.
Last Friday was the fourth annual Easter Egg Hunt at work. This year, we went with three different sizes of eggs and actual children participated for the very first time. As of today, there are still three eggs at large with a total of 97 collected thus far. Thanks to corporate sponsorship, the plastic eggs contained various "noncandy" prizes such as gift cards from Starbucks and Barnes & Noble. Steve, already swimming in itunes gift certificates, found the itunes gift certificate. Since Mark and Oded both brought their daughters, the egg hunt was less rowdy and boisterous. Mark did not try to trample Steve. We also learned that early morning sugar consumption causes little kids to run [really fast] up and down the halls screaming/laughing. The Mark/Jenny/Claire family unit collected 28 eggs and Oded and his daughter came close with 25. Claire won the spirit award with her Easter Basket egg collecting receptacle.
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Americanized version of The Office
Not having learned anything from it's disastrous adaption of Coupling, NBC is bravely going forward with an American adaption of the BBC comedy "The Office." Maybe this time they'll get it right, but I don't understand why they won't just show the BBC version and save themselves the time, money and embarrassment.
Not having learned anything from it's disastrous adaption of Coupling, NBC is bravely going forward with an American adaption of the BBC comedy "The Office." Maybe this time they'll get it right, but I don't understand why they won't just show the BBC version and save themselves the time, money and embarrassment.
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
I've decided to kick it "old school" with this Chemex Coffeemaker. I remember this kid in college who was obsessed with caffeine and even more obsessed with the Chemex. He was also very jittery and excitable...traits I'm sure are unrelated to his coffee consumption. I've been intrigued ever since so I decided to give this glass pot a whirl some weekend.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Havaianas...how I love thee!
Finally, someone who's even more of a Havaianas fan than me. Adam sent me this article by a woman who's a self diagnosed Havaiana flip flop addict with 24 pairs. Fortunately, she lives in the Philippines so she can wear her Havaianas year round. I haven't accumulated 24 pairs [yet], but I do live in New England where the frigid winters last six months so it's hard even to justify owning six pairs. I am, however, happy to report that plasticmom is a Havaianas convert.
plasticmom: Can you buy me some more of those Brazilian flip flops next time you're at the Brazilian supermarket? I wear them everyday and I only have two pairs.
plasticann: Two pairs? I only bought you one.
plasticmom: I bought another pair when I was in Vancouver. I found them at Eaton's buried in a pile of clearance flip flops.
plasticann: How much were they in Canada?
plasticmom: Around CAD$15.
plasticann: Not super cheap, but that sounds about right.
plasticmom: An older woman chastised me when I was standing in line to pay. She didn't understand why I was buying the plain looking Havaianas when there were other "prettier" more expensive looking flip flops selling for much less. I just nodded, but I didn't tell that these special Brazilian flip flops has a squishy footbed because I didn't think she'd really appreciate it.
Note: Obviously, the naysayer was not in the know.
Finally, someone who's even more of a Havaianas fan than me. Adam sent me this article by a woman who's a self diagnosed Havaiana flip flop addict with 24 pairs. Fortunately, she lives in the Philippines so she can wear her Havaianas year round. I haven't accumulated 24 pairs [yet], but I do live in New England where the frigid winters last six months so it's hard even to justify owning six pairs. I am, however, happy to report that plasticmom is a Havaianas convert.
plasticmom: Can you buy me some more of those Brazilian flip flops next time you're at the Brazilian supermarket? I wear them everyday and I only have two pairs.
plasticann: Two pairs? I only bought you one.
plasticmom: I bought another pair when I was in Vancouver. I found them at Eaton's buried in a pile of clearance flip flops.
plasticann: How much were they in Canada?
plasticmom: Around CAD$15.
plasticann: Not super cheap, but that sounds about right.
plasticmom: An older woman chastised me when I was standing in line to pay. She didn't understand why I was buying the plain looking Havaianas when there were other "prettier" more expensive looking flip flops selling for much less. I just nodded, but I didn't tell that these special Brazilian flip flops has a squishy footbed because I didn't think she'd really appreciate it.
Note: Obviously, the naysayer was not in the know.
Friday, March 18, 2005
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
The good news just keeps coming...
I got an unexpected phone call from Berkeley this afternoon and boy was I surprised to hear I got in. I still can't quite believe it, but this time, I was considerably more composed than when I heard from MIT. When MIT called in January, I was hyperventilating during the call and I was worried that I had either imagined my entire conversation or that I was a victim of a prank. My coworker Leah is still waiting to hear from a school I like to call "Zale," and we're hoping she'll ride this recent wave of acceptances and hear from them soon.
I got an unexpected phone call from Berkeley this afternoon and boy was I surprised to hear I got in. I still can't quite believe it, but this time, I was considerably more composed than when I heard from MIT. When MIT called in January, I was hyperventilating during the call and I was worried that I had either imagined my entire conversation or that I was a victim of a prank. My coworker Leah is still waiting to hear from a school I like to call "Zale," and we're hoping she'll ride this recent wave of acceptances and hear from them soon.
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
You Are Someone Who Cares about Animals...
This article that Steve sent me reminds me of some junk mail I found last night while I was cleaning my room. When I picked up the envelope and read "You are someone who cares about animals...," I thought, " but I don't think I am..." I wondered why I was getting a complimentary personalized notepad and address labels with images of adorable puppies and kittens, but then I realized that the letter was addressed to a "Dr. Hawk." Due to a screwup in their database, the letter was for Dr. Hawk, but the free goodies sent to induce guilt were appropriately personalized with my name. I'm sure Dr. Hawk is someone who cares about animals. Afterall, who would want to be someone who doesn't care about animals.
This article that Steve sent me reminds me of some junk mail I found last night while I was cleaning my room. When I picked up the envelope and read "You are someone who cares about animals...," I thought, " but I don't think I am..." I wondered why I was getting a complimentary personalized notepad and address labels with images of adorable puppies and kittens, but then I realized that the letter was addressed to a "Dr. Hawk." Due to a screwup in their database, the letter was for Dr. Hawk, but the free goodies sent to induce guilt were appropriately personalized with my name. I'm sure Dr. Hawk is someone who cares about animals. Afterall, who would want to be someone who doesn't care about animals.
Monday, March 14, 2005
It all works out in the end
plasticmom: I had asked the seamstress to make me a purple outfit for your wedding and I'm so irritated because she picked out green material instead
plasticann: Green sounds nice...what shade?
plasticmom: It's like matcha [green tea].
plasticann: That'll go with the colors for the wedding, pink and green.
plasticmom: Wait a minute...pink and green? Aren't your colors supposed to be purple?
plasticann: No, where did you get purple from?
plasticmom: The sample dress you sent for me try was purple so I thought I should wear purple to coordinate. Why didn't you tell me it was green when I told you about purple last week? I guess it makes sense that the colors are pink and green since your save the date cards were pink and green, but I don't know why I didn't make that connection.
plasticann: I thought you wanted to wear purple. I suggested green, but you were adament about purple. It seemed odd, but I figured you liked purple.
plasticmom: I was irritated with the seamstress because I thought green would clash with purple. I'll have to go thank the seamstress for my green outfit. Thank god it all worked out in the end.
plasticmom: I had asked the seamstress to make me a purple outfit for your wedding and I'm so irritated because she picked out green material instead
plasticann: Green sounds nice...what shade?
plasticmom: It's like matcha [green tea].
plasticann: That'll go with the colors for the wedding, pink and green.
plasticmom: Wait a minute...pink and green? Aren't your colors supposed to be purple?
plasticann: No, where did you get purple from?
plasticmom: The sample dress you sent for me try was purple so I thought I should wear purple to coordinate. Why didn't you tell me it was green when I told you about purple last week? I guess it makes sense that the colors are pink and green since your save the date cards were pink and green, but I don't know why I didn't make that connection.
plasticann: I thought you wanted to wear purple. I suggested green, but you were adament about purple. It seemed odd, but I figured you liked purple.
plasticmom: I was irritated with the seamstress because I thought green would clash with purple. I'll have to go thank the seamstress for my green outfit. Thank god it all worked out in the end.
Friday, March 11, 2005
plasticmom makes everything better
This is kinda gross, but I was chatting with plasticmom last night about how my face got super dry and flaky this week.
plasticann: My face is all dry and itchy...it got really bad overnight and it looks really bad.
plasticmom: Oh no...flaky dry skin...itchy...you should see a doctor...are you ok...wait, you're getting married in June...you need to take care of this.
plasticann: Hopefully it'll clear up by June. I'm trying Vaseline because I'm really desperately dry and itchy. I put it on my cheeks and chin.
plasticmom: Wait...where are you dry?
plasticann: My cheeks and my chin.
plasticmom: So you're not severely dry all over your face? That's just wind burn and dryness from winter...little babies get that all the time, just their cheeks get really dry. You'll be fine.
plasticann: [wondering if she had translated cheek incorrectly in Taiwanese] Did I say "cheek" and "chin?" Are you sure it'll be OK? Will it get better?
plasticmom: Don't worry...it's just dry skin from the cold. You're fine.
I finally tried Vaseline petroleum jelly mainly because I was desperate and itchy last night. It's like magical elixir, it's working and I'm no longer scaly and nasty. Vaseline...who knew! I'm going to try it on my cracked hands. Somehow when plasticmom tells me I'll be fine, it feels infinitely more comforting. I'm glad I don't have leprosy!
This is kinda gross, but I was chatting with plasticmom last night about how my face got super dry and flaky this week.
plasticann: My face is all dry and itchy...it got really bad overnight and it looks really bad.
plasticmom: Oh no...flaky dry skin...itchy...you should see a doctor...are you ok...wait, you're getting married in June...you need to take care of this.
plasticann: Hopefully it'll clear up by June. I'm trying Vaseline because I'm really desperately dry and itchy. I put it on my cheeks and chin.
plasticmom: Wait...where are you dry?
plasticann: My cheeks and my chin.
plasticmom: So you're not severely dry all over your face? That's just wind burn and dryness from winter...little babies get that all the time, just their cheeks get really dry. You'll be fine.
plasticann: [wondering if she had translated cheek incorrectly in Taiwanese] Did I say "cheek" and "chin?" Are you sure it'll be OK? Will it get better?
plasticmom: Don't worry...it's just dry skin from the cold. You're fine.
I finally tried Vaseline petroleum jelly mainly because I was desperate and itchy last night. It's like magical elixir, it's working and I'm no longer scaly and nasty. Vaseline...who knew! I'm going to try it on my cracked hands. Somehow when plasticmom tells me I'll be fine, it feels infinitely more comforting. I'm glad I don't have leprosy!
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
If you're not sure whether you're the best man...be sure to double check
My friend Steve abandoned his old blog a while back and has recently started fresh with a new blog. Steve's brother is also getting married this summer and I've been asking him [periodically] about how the wedding plans are coming along, specifically whether Steve is in the wedding party. Steve thought he was in the wedding party, but wasn't completely sure what the deal was. Last week, Steve was lamenting about having to attend the bridal shower because he couldn't just go and eat food. Today, he was wondering about the finer points of wedding gifts and asking me what this newfangled wedding registry thing was. After I did some investigative research on theknot, I discovered that Steve is his brother's best man. Fairly certain that Steve was clueless about his role, I was concerned whether Steve knew about his best man duties.
plasticann: You can buy them a gift off their registry. Are they registered anywhere?
Steve: I don't know...maybe you can do some research.
plasticann: What's your brother's name?
Steve: B*&^e
[a little while later]
plasticann: Are you in your brother's wedding party?
Steve: I think so. He asked me a few months ago.
plasticann: You might want to check their wedding website.
Steve: What happened? Am I no longer in the wedding party?
plasticann: Did you know you're his best man?
Steve: Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha!
plasticann: Are you aware of any expectations of best man duties?
Steve: Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha!
plasticann: Hmmm...I think I better send you some information from theknot.
My friend Steve abandoned his old blog a while back and has recently started fresh with a new blog. Steve's brother is also getting married this summer and I've been asking him [periodically] about how the wedding plans are coming along, specifically whether Steve is in the wedding party. Steve thought he was in the wedding party, but wasn't completely sure what the deal was. Last week, Steve was lamenting about having to attend the bridal shower because he couldn't just go and eat food. Today, he was wondering about the finer points of wedding gifts and asking me what this newfangled wedding registry thing was. After I did some investigative research on theknot, I discovered that Steve is his brother's best man. Fairly certain that Steve was clueless about his role, I was concerned whether Steve knew about his best man duties.
plasticann: You can buy them a gift off their registry. Are they registered anywhere?
Steve: I don't know...maybe you can do some research.
plasticann: What's your brother's name?
Steve: B*&^e
[a little while later]
plasticann: Are you in your brother's wedding party?
Steve: I think so. He asked me a few months ago.
plasticann: You might want to check their wedding website.
Steve: What happened? Am I no longer in the wedding party?
plasticann: Did you know you're his best man?
Steve: Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha!
plasticann: Are you aware of any expectations of best man duties?
Steve: Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha...Ha Ha Ha!
plasticann: Hmmm...I think I better send you some information from theknot.
MOH
We've been using the timeline and checklist from theknot.com to plan our wedding. The checklist is insanely detailed, but I do feel a sense of accomplishment whenever I check something off. For example, sending MGDub the official list of maid of honor duties even though I know she knows what the list says, but hey I wanted to check something off. My favorite part of the list of duties are the multiple mentions of how the MOH is supposed to nod enthusiastically at everything wedding related and provide emotional support and counsel in my time of need. MGDub did say she likes have a job to do so here goes.
We've been using the timeline and checklist from theknot.com to plan our wedding. The checklist is insanely detailed, but I do feel a sense of accomplishment whenever I check something off. For example, sending MGDub the official list of maid of honor duties even though I know she knows what the list says, but hey I wanted to check something off. My favorite part of the list of duties are the multiple mentions of how the MOH is supposed to nod enthusiastically at everything wedding related and provide emotional support and counsel in my time of need. MGDub did say she likes have a job to do so here goes.
Friday, March 04, 2005
I'm a sucker for all things Martha, but even I had to chuckle when I read the letter from the editor of the most recent issue of Living. The editor wrote about visiting Martha in jail and about Martha's resourcefulness. While in jail, Martha discovered an antique mold, which she used to make a gift for her mom. Martha's also been teaching yoga and a class on starting your own small business. She's even served as a financial advisor to her fellow inmates. Her productivity is impressive. I do admit that I snapped up a copy of her "good things for organizing" digest while at Shaw's last week. It's a collection of ideas that have already appeared in Living, but it's nice having it consolidated in a small digest issue. I LUV IT! Makes me want to go to home depot and get organized.
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
Happy Birthday Yahoo...free ice cream for the rest of us
Steve e-mailed me this coupon for free ice cream to celebrate Yahoo's birthday.
Steve e-mailed me this coupon for free ice cream to celebrate Yahoo's birthday.
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
Walk Out Freezer
Last night we celebrated my roommate Carin's birthday with pizza and an Oreo ice cream cake from Baskin Robbins. Unfortunately, our freezer was way too full so I had to keep the cake in our "walk out freezer," our porch. Thanks to last night's snowfall, the leftover cake [in a tupperware] is buried under a foot of snow on our porch.
Last night we celebrated my roommate Carin's birthday with pizza and an Oreo ice cream cake from Baskin Robbins. Unfortunately, our freezer was way too full so I had to keep the cake in our "walk out freezer," our porch. Thanks to last night's snowfall, the leftover cake [in a tupperware] is buried under a foot of snow on our porch.
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