Turkish Towels

Now that we’ve graduated into the realm of the two bathroom owners and no longer trip over our washer and dryer when we get out of the shower, I’ve enjoyed picking out new linens for the new space.

I wanted to share these rad turkish bath towels I found while purusing the internets the other day… and I may or may not have ordered a few for myself.

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Apparently they’re super light-weight, dry quickly, and they roll up easily so not only can you use them in the bathroom, but they’d be great for the beach or the boat as well.

You can find these beauties here.

Little Mama

So many fantastic things happen around me when I’m riding the train to work. I’ve had the chance to sit next to unicycle riders, pirated DVD salesmen, and tatooed masterpieces, and yesterday was again no dissappointment.

I got on the train early enough to get a seat by the window so I was sleepily watching the buildings slide by when I heard it:

Enter tall man clad in track suit and thick framed glasses, cell phone pressed to ear–stage left

“Yeah, man…when I woke up this morning, that girl, she was gone.

I mean, you know how I’ve been sleeping bad lately, so when I was finally out, I was o-u-t.

She texted me though, and she was all, ‘you were passed out and I was just sittin’ around the room like, I ain’t got nothin’ to do, so I’s left.’

Mmm-hmm, you know that little mama, man, she be the perfect mix of all that’s good in this world.

I mean, you know me, man, I do so much better when I’s in love, and that girl, she the perfect mix for me.”

And then unfortunately, the train stopped at my stop.

So I thank you, “little mama,” for being the “perfect mix” for this man who felt it appropriate to discuss your midnight rendevouz loudly on the train. I think we were all thoroughly entertained.

‘Tis the Season to be Married

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

My best friend got married last weekend and I got to fly up to Calgary for the festivities (poor Jamsie couldn’t come because he can’t leave the country, perhaps more on that later).

I’d never been to Canada before and needless to say, the penny candies, vintage dress shops, and amount of times I heard the word “eh?” in five minutes made me want to apply for citizenship.

Prepare yourselves for a Canadian photo montage of a weekend with little sleep, beautiful women, and too much sugar:

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Some spending money, curtesy of Mama Layton.

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We were picked up in a black limo–Maybe this is why I enjoyed Canada so much?

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Introducing my best friend, the bride: Tyson–you’re one lucky gentleman.

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Steph had to take a photo of me holding a child because it was such an anomale. Don’t worry folks, it was returned to its mother shortly.

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Yes, those are pharaoh’s on the wall, yes we are in bathrobes at an egyptian spa run by Ukranians–in Canada.

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This restaurant was so charming with its exposed brick walls, wine bottle chandeliers, and to-die-for bruschetta.

More photos of the actual festivities to come. Thanks for getting married in a land far far away, Steph. I hope you guys had a blast in Me-hi-co!

Photobooth Friday

Did anyone else have the busiest week ever? I feel like July snuck past us like a theif from the cookie jar and I know we’ll barely settle ourselves into August before September comes, the weather cools, and my little brother comes home.

Because we’re going to pick up all of our furniture and things from Utah next weekend to move into our new little home in the Bay Area, I’ve been thinking a lot about our first married apartment and our last year as true blue ”Sundance” kids.

And beacuse I’m missing this lady and my red teapot you can spot in the background, here’s some goofy photos from a weekend when James was out of town. When the cat’s away, the mice will play (literally, I’m wearing mouse ears in these photos).

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Photos taken using Pop Booth!

Accidentally Texting your Boss

texting your bossI was heading out of the office today to run a quick errand and I overheard two girls talking in the elevator:

Female Pandora Employee #1:”OMG Libby, last night–I accidentally text my boss thinking it was my boyfriend!”

Female Pandora Employee #2: “Oh, you’re kidding? I’ve totally done that before too.”

I thought this conversation was rather ironic given the instant messaging blunder I myself earlier this week:

I was trying to request some information from a director in my department and went to her office several times look for her. Finally, after peeking in her office window 4 times over the course of 2 hours (and seeing her in a lunch meeting all 4 times), I messaged someone who sits near her office and said,

“Hey, do you think you could let me know when so and so gets out of her office, I’ve gone over there so many times to ask her something and I’m beginning to look like a huge dummy…!”

So I send this message and a few minutes later I look down at my screen and see a message box with the person’s name on it who’s office I had been peeking into. I opened the message and realized…I HAD SENT THAT MESSAGE TO THE WRONG PERSON! Because I’d been thinking about so and so, I had accidentally sent the message to her, rather than the person I was asking to keep a look out. I was absolutely mortified, and decided to close the box, not say a word, and hope that if I wished hard enough, the message would self-destruct before it got to her.

I was wallowing in my over-dramaticism when so and so messages me and says, “hey, I’m back, come over and chat.” So I go over to her office and profusely apologize for making myself look so ridiculous and she says, “oh, don’t even worry about it, that happens to me all the time.”

So I’m wondering, does this really happen all the time? How are we accidentally texting our boyfriends sweet nothings and sending them to our bosses, exes, executives, etc?

Have you ever text your boss thinking it was someone else? Any more embarrassing stories than my own?

Rose, Thorn, Bud

Inspired by this post over here, I thought I’d do my own Rose, Thorn, Bud post to sum up the happenings of the past few crazy weeks.

Rose:

  • Signing the lease on our new apartment this afternoon (it has a bocce ball court, of course we were sold)!
  • The orange spice tea they’ve been having in the breakroom at work lately
  • Rewatching the first season of Arrested Development as I sneak in late night runs on my parent’s treadmill

Thorn:

  • Having J gone in Denver all week
  • Weaning myself off of the sour soothers, smarties, and turkish delight that I consumed non-stop for 3 days whilst in Canada this weekend
  • Being so far away from our Utah family and BFFs

Bud:

  • Missing my turn off for work this morning to take a much sunnier, tree-y route instead
  • Extending my internship with Kaiser into the fall
  • Another best friend’s wedding is coming up in 3 weeks!

Also, our favorite Utah couple came to California last week and we couldn’t let them leave without meeting up for a late night snack–per usual.

David and LindsThese two take the best photos, mostly David likes to take my overly-ambitious photo taking very seriously.

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We miss these lovelies already but can’t wait to see them when we’re picking up our possessions we left in Utah in a few weeks. Happy Wednesday!