doctors without borders

My dear friend Julie lives in New York and works for Doctors Without Borders doing web design. They are coming to Dallas this week and they're going to turn Flagpole Hill (at White Rock Lake Park) into a refugee camp where they'll give guided tours. If I'm remembering correctly, each tour is about 40-60 min. long and I highly recommend it for anyone who can make time to go over there. It runs October 11-14, 2007, 9am–5:30pm.

The Dallas Observer wrote an article about it on their website that you can read here. It's a great cause and a great idea! If you're interested or want more info just holla at me and I can get you whate'er your heart desires.

DWB!

P.S. And Julie thought it might sound more attractive to know that the event is FREE and you will not be asked for donations. :)

old navy...

Thank you Old Navy advertising agency and the executives who approved this music usage for recognizing talent and then introducing me to it.


Her name's Ingrid Michaelson and so far, I likes what I sees.

Texas Legislation

All I can say is wow.

money, so they say.....

...is the root of all evil, tooo-oo-ooday.

Thank you first to Pink Floyd for giving me the lyrics for today's intro.

I was at the apartment yesterday at lunch dropping off a few more things (automans, pictures, et al) and I happened to experience the first sign of the realization that we're going to be making some financial adjustments being married what with our new bills and responsibilities.

On my way back to work from lunch, I decided to stop by our mailbox to see if we'd happened to get any mail, even though the likelihood is slim, given that we haven't sent any change of address forms to the post office and various other institutions we'll have to do that with soon enough. But still, I really just wanted to use my cute little mail box key.....again. I checked and I actually did have 1 piece of mail (along with the left over mail from the previous tenants) from my car insurance company since they're also covering our renter's insurance. Woohoo! My first bill!

I was taking out all the junk mail and I threw it away and was starting to leave the little mail station when I realized.....wait a second......I think there were coupons in that "junk" mail I threw away. So naturally, I went back to the trash can, picked them back up out of said can, and took them to my car. It was an interesting feeling, as I've never really been interested in clipping a coupon before in my life, minus helping my mom when I was little, but I also felt a little excited. Like, "Here we go. New chapter in our lives where we can't buy ourselves shoes or ridiculously cute handbags from etsy whenever we want anymore."

BRING IT ON!

p.s. I was hoping to find a coupon for $1000 off your wedding, but I'll settle for $0.25 off spaghetti sauce instead.

our little works (in) progress administration

Kevin and I got our cute apartment keys last Wednesday and we've been trying to slowly but surely move things over so that when wedding time comes......BAM! Our new home will be ready!

Here's our most furnished room as yet:


Kevin spent the night there the other night when the cream couch was the only piece of furniture. He thought that we'd equipped the place enough to be livable, and he even managed to shower without a shower curtain and thought he was in the clear. That is.....until the realization hit him like a ton of non-absorbent bricks. There was no towel in sight.

He used 3 subpar "towels" (read: t-shirts) he happened to have packed because let's face it.....the man likes his fashion options. I went to Target last night and got him a shower curtain liner and a towel so he should be good to go. Plus he's got TWO couches (options abound!) and a record player, so he should be living the high life for the next few weeks.

I get to live there in t-minus 33 days. GAH!

Let the countdown begin......