Wine

This might be my most favorite saying ever...

Ahh to pour wine into a glass again....and repeat. 

Less than 4 months.

Tick. Tock.

Margo Post

It's been awhile since my precious pup has had a blog post all to herself*.  And we all know how much girlfriend loves attention.  Just ask anyone who walks through our door.  Anyone except the security system people, then she turns all scared and timid.  Great timing, be a little wimp to the only people who know our freaking alarm code. 

Doesn't this look like a face who is super excited to share her attention in a few months? 

I don't think anyone asked her how she felt about the situation.  Rude. 

We did find out that she is choke hold tolerable though.

I'm sure that will come in handy. 


*So it really didn't end up being all to herself.  She's gotta start sharing at some point!

Hiring?

Ever since I found out we are having a girl, my bank account seems extra low. 

It's rough, this shopping for a baby girl. 

Because when I run across things like this:

I literally have no control. 

Karma

I realize I'm not yet a parent, and have no idea what's about to hit me in the face when I'm responsible for another human being come October.  However, there is one thing that bugs me and I just can't get over it. 

Prepare yourselves, I'm going to sound extremely vain right here.

Disney characters on clothing bother me. 

Gasp, I know.  Send in the firing squad.

Now, I love Aladdin and Beauty and The Beast as much as the next person, but I am not a fan of it plastered all over kid's clothes.  I feel like I'm in a Disney world gift shop and can't get out. 

I know down the road, I have a lot to learn, and I'm sure my little girl will be dressed from head to toe in Dora the Explorer to avoid a tragic meltdown sooner than later.  So someday I will eat my words and I'll have this blog post to blame.

But for now, you can imagine my pouty face, when I unpacked a box of diapers I had bought and saw this:

Karma??

Do ALL diapers have cartoons on them?

I really have a lot to learn.

Poem

Here's my sweet grandpa's poem for my birthday.  He does it for everyone's birthday and it's my favorite part of any family get together.  My poem's usually consist of booze and this one is no different.

Thanks Grandpa!!

And thanks to the rest of my family for celebrating with me last night.  I'm so blessed to have an amazing family!

Another year older... another year... wiser?

Well, I'm not sure about being wiser, but this is the first birthday since oh I don't know say 18 that will be spent sober.  So does that make me wiser?  Or just pregnant? 

Next year is the big 3.0. so I'll just have to celebrate a little harder for lost time. 

Over the years, I think I've rubbed off on my husband with gift giving.  He used to make me wait until the actual day to open any presents.  I usually make him open his gifts whenever they are ready to be opened.  I just get so excited to give stuff to him!  Well, this year, he told me that he had my present on Tuesday and asked if I wanted to open it.  I said I'd wait until my actual birthday because I figured he'd make me anyways.  Not 5 mintues later, he's bringing it into the kitchen saying 'I want you to open it.' 

Twist my arm....

Now, there might have been an email sent out with a few options on diaper bags I've had my eye on, but he totally took the reins and picked one all by himself.  He has good taste.  He picked my favorite.

Damn, things have sure changed.  From hand bags to diaper bags.

And then he gave me the meanest card.  Ever.

My mouth is still drooling.

The inside says 'Have Fun Today in December'

Which I promptly corrected him that I am having the baby in October, and that will soon be followed by a giant glass of vino.  What is this waiting until December nonsense???

So CHEERS to myself and a sober birthday.

I will be spending my evening in a church parking lot*

Cue the violins....

*Tony's BBQ competition is this weekend.  In a church parking lot.  I'm not just going to hang out in a church parking lot.  I'm actually really excited - the BBQ is one of the best weekends of the summer.  Hoping for the same results as last year!



Alright, Alright

I'm getting semi-harrassed by a few people to post a picture of my belly.  Something that I am not fond of doing.
So if you read my blog, consider yourself lucky (or not).  You will not be finding said pictures on Facebook.  That's just my personal preference, I'm not knocking any expectant mothers that choose to show off the bump via social media.  Apparently, growing a child also makes me use words like 'knocking'. ??

This picture is from this morning.  I'll be 19 weeks tomorrow.  Almost half way there.  Praise Jesus.

It's A.................

Little Rascal or Little Princess

Today's the day. 

Does the babe have a stem?  Or no stem?  (That's a horrible analogy, but that's what my dad says)

Fingers crossed that the little one cooperates.

Guesses are pretty mixed from what I've heard, but I'm thinking boy and Tony's thinking boy so we'll see how good of parents we are starting out to be....

Remember Me?

Anyone remember me?  I was trying to set the record for longest lapse in posts.  Did I win?

In my defense, I've been busy.  No seriously. 

For starters, we bought/finished building a house.

Grass to come.  Hopefully really freaking soon.

We sold our house.

In a day. Which was a huge shock... and relief.  But that meant we would have to crash my parents house for a couple of weeks until our new house was finished.  And thanks to the snow storm in May, we were delayed a bit.

Oh and we are expecting a little babe in October...

So ya know, just a few small things going on in 2013. 

More to come.  I'm just impressed that I remembered how to post on here.

Hmmmm

Seriously, I almost didn't remember how to create a post on here!  It's been a long time... yada yada yada.  I know. 
I really never make New Year's goals, but I'm thinking mine should be to actually blog again.  Obvi. 

Let's start with a few pictures that you've missed.  Unless you are my Facebook friend or follow me on Twitter or Instagram, then these are all a repeat.  Speaking of Instagram, I just started it and am obsessed.  I know I'm probably the last one on that train, but I also just got an iPhone.  That explains a lot, right?  Welcome to the millinium, Callie.

Nevermind, apparently I can't upload pictures anymore. Wth?  Any suggestions?  Really Blogger, I know it's been a while...

So this post was pointless, but I'll be back with pictures as soon as I can figure it out!  It's not giving me a browse option under the picture upload tab.  Help!

And another.

I haven't found the culprit yet, but someone enjoys after hours at the office.  I can't imagine too many people drink Liberty Ale, so my investigation will start with that.
Good morning to me.

Don't you just love....

coming into work on a Monday morning to this? 

Either I have the best co-workers, or the cleaning crew came from Mexico. 

Happy Monday to all!

5 years

Oh hello there, it's almost the end of August and I haven't blogged since the 1st.  It's not that I don't have things to blog about or time to do it (work), it's just that I don't have the motivation to do it lately.  I do better when people harrass me about being a crappy blogger.  So here you go harrassers...

So what's been going on in the Line household?  Well, we had our 5 year wedding anniversary.  FIVE years!  Holy moly.  We should have like 4 kids by now... or something like that.

Instead we chose to spend our special day celebrating in style, our way.

I woke up super early and couldn't go back to sleep because I had received Tony's gift in the mail the day before and he wouldn't let me give it to him early.  I am so so so bad at keeping surprises when it comes to giving gifts.  Since it's our 5 year, the 'traditional' gift is wood.  I was at a loss for a long time and then my mom suggested a lady in GB who does amazing carvings.  Hence the final product:



She could not have done a better job.  Powercat- check.  Dental Medical sign- check. Wedding date- check.  Margo Largo- double freaking check. 

We couldn't get over how much detail is in it.  If you look at it in person it is unbelievable.

We started off the morning by dropping off Marg at school and heading down to the plaza for coffee and shopping.  We went to Starbucks, ordered a coffee and muffin and went to sit outside.  This was out of my comfort zone.  I just can't imagine doing that on a regular basis... it's like people go by themselves to get coffee, sit outside and read to themselves to show everyone else that they're reading.  It's odd to me, but whatevs.

 

I have the best husband ever, he let me pick out my own gift.  Seriously, that could have been dangerous, I really need a new car*.  Too bad there aren't any dealerships on the plaza.

We walked around for awhile before strolling into Tivol and I knew then exactly what I wanted.  A ring for my right hand.  I wanted something that I could wear everyday and it would always be a reminder of our 5 year anniversary.

I bring you gorgeous David Yurman:

I actually opted against this exact one with the diamonds b/c I fell in love with the 2-toned one that I don't have a picture of at the moment. 

Did you know that dogs can go into Tivol?!  I just laugh at the thought of bringing Margo into a jewerly store.  Or any store for that matter. 

Next on our list was heading out to the Legends. We were starting to get hungry so we stopped at Granite City and had beers and an appetizer.  Then we went to the casino.  What?  Not a normal anniversary celebration?  It's right up our alley.  We love us some roulette.

After a couple of hours, Tony was up and I was only down $5, so we decided to jet back to our house and clean up for dinner later on.  Somehow we found a 2007 bottle of cab in our stock and excitedly popped it open since that was our wedding year. 

Our ride came to pick us up for dinner and we continued our way to The American down in Crown Center.  I loved everything about this restaurant and it was worth every penny.  The food was amazing, the service was amazing, and of coarse the wine was amazing. 

Tony had arranged for 2 glasses of champagne to be brought to us when we sat down.  Then we ordered a bottle of wine.  The waitor came back and filled up our champagne and I could tell Tony was confused.  He had only ordered two glasses, but sitting behind him was a BOTTLE of champagne in a chiller....  Oops.  Guess we were drinking that too. 

I had the artichoke soup, heirloom tomato salad, halibut, scallops, and nickers bar.  All of it was fantastic.

I'm a big Top Chef fan and I've been watching Top Chef Masters this season so I knew Debbie Gold was a contestant from Kansas City and worked at the American.  I was talking to our server about it and the next course that came out was presented by Debbie herself.  I about died.  She was so friendly and just a doll.  I was a few glasses of wine in, so I'm sure my excitement to see her was a bit over the top.

Before we left, we had an adorable little surprise from the Calhoons and our waiter brought us over our menu with our anniversary date on it and signed by Debbie Gold.  So so sweet!

A wonderful anniversary with a wonderful husband.  I can't wait to spend the next 5, 10, 20, 50, etc. years with you! 

*And that's another story in and of itself for another day....

Name That Stain

That moment when you're at work and you notice a GIANT stain on your dress...  anyone else recognize this as a cabernet moment??  Apparently the last time I wore this I attended happy hour.

I swear I grabbed it from the laundry room this morning.  I'm just concerned that I didn't notice it when I looked in the full length mirrior before I left. 

Stay Classy.

Athletic, or something like that

I like to think that I'm athletic.  Until I watch the people in the Olympics, then I might as well be an uncoordinated blob on the sidelines. 

Last week before the Olympics started, while I was still feeling all athletic in my mind, I had to run an errand for work.  To a basketball camp.  What do I do for a living??!!  It was just to pick up some papers from a client, I was not partaking in the camp, nor did I want to. 

As I walked in the gym in my heels and dress clothes, I paused for a second to find myself among fourty-seven 8 year old boys, and all of their balls.  Basketballs.  (I am so mature)

So I find the client, get the papers and start to walk out the only way possible, under the goal.  Purse in one hand, papers in the other. 

You know where this is going right?

I briefly see a ball flying at my head and I did not have time to react.  BAM.  Of coarse this was a basketball camp that parents stayed for hence the bleachers being full and everyone witnessing this.  As if people weren't already looking at me, being as though I was wearing heels on a basketball court.  I heard a couple of oohh's and ahhh's, and got the hell out of there.

Walking out, I text my boss:
Got the papers... and got hit in the head with a basketball.  It was never really my sport.

He called shortly after getting the text and was cracking up, then he said 'did you see anyone you knew?'  Confused on why he thought I would be familiar with 8 year old boys, he explained that the coach's were KU bball players.  I'm just glad I didn't have on a K-State shirt when this happened.  Not the proudest moment for an alum. 

Almost Time

A little post on pinterest this morning made me SUPER excited about the upcoming KSU football season.

BRING ON THE CATS!!

And the tailgates....

Cafe Trio Drinko

Ok, that's not the official name, but I'm starting a petition to change it after last night.

Krista and I met for happy hour at Cafe Trio.  I got there first and our series of texts went like this:

Me: Outside?
K: Are you serious?
Me: They have misters.

As if misters would save us from the 98 degree weather.  We tried to play it cool until we couldn't handle the heat anymore and moved inside.  Their patio was amazing!

To our delight, Tuesday are 1/2 price wine night.  Match made in heaven.  After 2 glasses of the Cab that the waitress recommended, I couldn't decide on my next move.  The bartender suggested one of their beers on tap.  I was lame and went with a Blue Moon, but it was a great refresher.

The best part of the whole night, well besides being with Krista and her using the word 'horribler', was when I looked at the menu and saw this:



A Margo pizza!



Duh, I had to order it.  It did not disappoint, delish!

We also had maybe the best spin dip I've ever had.

About this time we moved again, this time further down the bar to give us some more room.  It was like we were playing musical chairs.  Good thing the bartenders didn't care, they brought us over a "taste tester".  It just looked like a giant shot to me, don't try to use fancy words to disguise it.

Apparently I was loving the recommendations last night as I had a tweet from one of my fav bloggers, Trophy Wife, who told me to try the Sangria.  Bring it on!

When the bartender set it in front of me, my eyes about popped out of my head. 

It was the biggest glass of Sangria I'd ever seen.

Cafe Trio was not messing around.

It didn't look big in that picture, so we had to use props to show the comparison...

That's a tall beer glass to the left, and Krista's bigger than normal sized wine glass.

It came with two straws.  I'm not sure if it always comes with two straws or if the bartender was trying to tell us something :)

Jam Jar Wine

We had a blast and I loved Cafe Trio. It might be my new favorite happy hour spot.  Especially on Tuesdays. 

Who's going with me next week?

Flip It and Reverse It

After that title I can't stop singing lil' kims rap song from the 90's... anybody??

On Saturday we did an overhaul clean of our front closet.  Believe me, it was so necessary.  I should have taken before and after pictures.  I found two TWO k-state sweatshirts that I thought I had lost. 

Do you want to know what else we found?  A K-State starter jacket.  Legit starter jacket.  I have no idea how it got into our closet.  I will tell you that it was Tony's and not mine.  I'd like to think his parents brought it up at some point to get it out of their house, and that he hasn't moved it around to 4 different houses since he was... 13. 

As we were shuffling through the 28 coats deciding on what we could donate, we had a convo that went like this:

Tony: I feel like I wear most of these jackets still.
Me: Can we at least get rid of the k-state starter jacket?
Tony: Man, that thing carries around lots of memories...

I go to let Margo out in the backyard, as I turn the corner to the living room I hear 'Cal, we can't get rid of this, it's reversible!!!' and then I see this:

You better believe I made him prove that it was reversible.  And it is...

I told him we could mail it to Bill if that would make him feel better.  In which he replied, 'I think he already has it.'

Sorry folks, everyone is out of luck, it has a new home at the GoodWill.  If you hurry, you might be able to still get your hands on it!

When all else fails

When you get home from work and can't find your dog anywhere...

Don't forget to look in the office desk chair.

#solvingworldproblems