A Table, Just Like Real Adults!

Alex and I had a fantastic Easter yesterday. We got up early, went to church, went to IKEA, ate lunch with family, went to Jungle Jim's, and came home. All in all, a nice day.

Was that IKEA, you say? Did y'all seriously go to IKEA on Easter Sunday? Why, yes, yes we did. It was on the way to lunch! I promise! After we got home, we put a little March Madness on and Alex put together the table and chairs. I am SO GLAD he is handy because I kind of hate putting these things together. I mean, I can do them, but I am insanely slow and have been known to get frustrated more than once with this DIY kind of projects. Behold the mastery and skill:





We went with the Bjursta table and the Borje chairs. And I love them. And see? It's kind of like two tables for the price of one. Also note the gorgeous vase on the table. I have been DYING to display it since I got it for the wedding. The flowers in it are super cheap-o though. They have lasted for over 2 weeks, which is a miracle in this house, so they are worth their weight in gold.

We also got curtains. But since I sort of hate the window they're on and I'm too lazy to move the chair, I'll just show you a sampling as a backdrop for the cute little Elephant Palm we also picked up there. Some would say we're addicted, but I say we are just deal shoppers.

An Open Letter to the Internet

Dear Internet,

Please stop freaking me out about the babies. The poor, poor babies. Now all I can think about are the many, many, many ways a pregnancy and birth can go wrong. Sure, maybe you are trying to point out how "shallow" my life is with the "golf lessons" and the "parties." But you know what? I LIKE IT THAT WAY. Is it necessary to keep bringing up blogs that make me cry? Really? I think that's a bit much. Just because my blog is "vapid" and "boring," doesn't mean you have to mock it. Sure I haven't written anything of substance since 2005, but do you have to throw it back in my face like this? There is a place for this. Just look at Reality TV! Some people call it "dumb," but I call it "accessible." I am FUN. Do you hear me? F.U.N. So stop pointing out all the suffering with the real people and their real lives and their real problems. It's making me depressed and if you keep this up I'm going to throw a Hannah McDonald book at you and I bet you won't like it.

Love forever and always,
Cora

Failure

Our yard no longer looks like that. Yay! However, that is what a blizzard looks like, in case you were ever wondering. Yes, I am a full week late on this. But let's face it, my blogging skillz ain't what they used to be.

Shameful as it is, I have failed at blogging everyday. I missed Friday and so I figured what's the point in posting Saturday when I have nothing to say? Embarrassing.

I am so hungry. I cannot stop eating. I have this huge gnawing hunger in my tummy that WILL NOT GO AWAY. In fact, I am typing this post with chip encrusted fingers.

In case you were ever wondering how many times I could listen to Journey's "Don't Stop Believing" in a row, the answer is INFINITY. Where was this song my entire life? I'm totally blaming my parents for keeping me away from secular music for the first 15 years of my life. Kelly Clarkson and Ingrid Michaelson better watch out because Steve Perry is making a run for the money in the song count on my iTunes.

I finished reading "The Sun Road" today and HAAAAAAATED it. Holy cow, my ire for that book could not be any stronger. I thought that was pretty strange because the two lovely ladies who read the book before me enjoyed it and gave it a solid "Good" rating. I, on the other hand, found the entire thing boring and pretentious and wordy. By the end of the book, I was yelling about how much I was annoyed. (Which is SO pleasant to be around, might I add. I read a few passages aloud to Alex who graciously humored me. God bless him.) I will admit that it did make me cry towards the end, but I am contributing that to the fact that my father-in-law recently passed away from cancer and not from the gibbersh-filled excuse for prose. Because it was dreadful! Absolutely dreadful!

Apology

I am a sad sack of a blogger right now. I am exhausted, cranky, and I don't wanna wriiiiittteeee. WAH!!!!!! Poor, poor me with my busy life of working a full time job and going to grad school and working out. I'm sooooooooo miserable. Look at how I suffer!

More tomorrow. I have pictures, like, FOR REALS that I want to post.

IKEA IKEA IKEA

Alex and I headed down to the opening day of IKEA tonight and it was magical. We bought a rug and a plant and a sifter and a candle and picked out a dining room table and chairs. YEEHAW! Sadly it's almost midnight and I have a presentation due tomorrow. Did I mention that we also went to Dick's and Kohl's and Wal-Mart? Cause we went there too. I am fully decked out and ready for work out time. Woo!

Heya

I'd love to post pictures or something but I'm downstairs on the laptop which has NO pictures of a blizzard while I watch American Idol on Tivo. My husband's girlfriend did well, so we are pleased here in the house of Cora. My ex-stripper did not do very well, so that is sad. He has no chance of winning. It's true.

Introduction of Sorts

Alex has taken a liking to this blog thing and you can find his musings here. But what better way to properly introduce him to the internet than with an embarrassing video? Yes! I thought it was a good idea too!

Alex would like for me to note that he is not stoned in this video. And he has lost 20 pounds since we made this. Jerkface. I've lost, like, -1 pounds. (I kid, I kid, but he is seriously way ahead of me in the Biggest Loser Competition.) We were just EXTREMELY bored and ready to spend some time away from family. Hence the stupidity of the below. But hopefully, you'll find us charming in that "You're like a dumb puppy" kind of way.

Behold, our introduction to YouTube:


Great, right? GREAT! We are at my beloved Maw Maw's house and that is my mom wandering in the background for a bit. So random. So dumb. So us. Love us just the way we are!