Chris' Love Shack

At precisely 7:06pm, I received this message in my email:

"You've just been ousted as the mayor of Chris' Love Shack!"

No. Oh no, he did not.

I opened the email:

Sorry for the bad news, but Chris has just ousted you as mayor of Chris' Love Shack!http://foursquare.com/venue/13052995

Then I turned to glare at my husband. "You punk," I said.

He peered around me to see the email. And then started laughing. Very, very hard. He was extremely pleased with himself, let me tell  you.

Somehow, he had gotten me to forget all about foursquare, and checking in when at the condo, which I had added to foursquare and dubbed Chris' Love Shack last week when Chris and Ryan tried to peer pressure me into being cool. (Foursquare is cool? I had no idea... would never have guessed.) I decided if I was going to be part of this nonsense, I was going to be mayor of something. Darn it.

Said namesake of the love shack pretended to not be interested in the slightest about this new location. The sneak let me think it was mine, and my guards went down. And he usurped my throne.

Oh, husband. You have opened yourself to a world of hurt.

I will be mayor again. Mark my words.

If you have no idea what Foursquare is, as I didn't until about three weeks ago, a quick google search will tell you all you need.

Television Shows of our Youth: Discuss

Our kids at school have to watch the 1968 version of Romeo and Juliet as part of their literature lessons. Everytime I pass the TV while this particular movie is playing, I stop. Because the guy who plays Romeo looks Exactly. Like. Zac. Efron.

I mean, exactly.

The first time I walked by the TV while the movie was playing, I thought it was him. Had to be. I would've bet Chris' hard-earned money on it. But then I found out it was the 1968 version, so I conceded that it (most likely) was not him after all.

The movie was playing today while we were in the kitchen area for lunch. I mentioned my Zac Efron theory to the table, and everyone all strained to see the TV, before Katie confirmed that, holy cow, yes, that did indeed look just like Zac Efron. She is now a believer that the actor must be Zac Efron's long lost father. Long lost, because IMDB shows no connection between Leonard Whiting (our 1968 star crossed lover) and ZE. So surely, Zac Efron must have been stolen at birth and is really Leonard Whiting's kid. Or Zac Efron's a lot older than he plays on Disney movies.

To see for yourself, go to this youtube video. It's the 1968 actors doing a little Q&A about the movie. You'll become a believer in the Leonard Whiting/Zac Efron theory, I'm sure of it.

Well, not everyone believed it, because not everyone has seen High School Musical. Apparently it's just the 26 and under crowd that knows who Zac Efron is. But that discussion led to other Disney movies we all recalled seeing over the years. And that led to TV shows of the past. And then nostalgia settled over the lunch table. Good old nostalgia.

We discussed Care Bears and Smurfs and Gummi Bears and Snorks. Salute Your Shorts, Hey Dude, and Pete & Pete. The Stick Stickly summer afternoon programming on Nickelodeon. Pretty much everything pre-2000. Oh, and Saved by the Bell. Oh, how we all love Mark-Paul Gosselaar.

(Time out. (Ha.) Have you seen Mark-Paul Gosselaar's appearance on Jimmy Fallon? Go watch and be amazed at the awesomeness of Zack Morris.)

Time in. (Ha.)

So what do you all remember watching faithfully as a kid?

A Wedding Favorite

The Ch(K)rises representing at the photo booth.

In my attempt to find a normal life schedule between work, homework, fun, and being married, I've made myself a small, flexible schedule for my evenings. 7-9 pm is devoted to homework. Before and after that I get to do whatever I want. I've spent the last hour editing pictures. In about five minutes I'm going to make peanut butter cookies. I'm definitely enjoying my little schedule (at least until 7p.m. hits). 

Today I wanted to look through some of the wedding pictures our friends took for us, and the photos from Chris' camera that was set up for the photo booth. This is clearly one of my favorites. Those guys rock. Blessed that my Chris grew up with amazing friends, and now he gets to share them with me!

In other news...

... we are still eating leftover wedding candy over here.

I swear, we didn't even buy that much of it.

Pumpkin Pie Day

My first Trementozzi Thanksgiving! It was fabulous! Chris and I went up to Redlands on Thursday morning, and Thanksgiving dinner was quick to follow. I did not stuff myself, let it be known. Chris did. I did have the world's largest piece of pumpkin pie with a mountain of whipped cream on top... mmmm... pumpkin pie and whipped cream... I miss it already...

Chris and I got up at 3a.m. to go Black Friday shopping. No one else was willing to go that early, so it was just the two of us on the cozy ride into downtown Redlands. We tried Target first, because my experience has been that you get in there fast and get out fast as it just gets crazy if you wait too long. However, the Redlands Target was absurdly crowded. Chris pointed out there's only one for miles, as opposed to San Diego's gazillion all over the city. Seriously, we came back an hour later, and the line was still going in.

We hit Bed, Bath, and, Beyond for some of our leftover wedding registry items, then on to Starbucks while we decided our next plan of attack. Headed to Best Buy for a new router for our (hopefully) new condo, then Staples for a laptop cooling mat and a CF card for Chris. Yes, I know you're supposed to buy Christmas presents for other people on Black Friday; it's one of our joint downfalls. We did find a few gifts to tuck away, but the real Christmas shopping will begin tomorrow online. ;)

While we were on vacation, I spent much time on my computer, finishing up last week's assignments for class and playing with a new photo editing program Chris has been raving about. Lightroom is awesome. It's true. Pictures are ready MUCH faster, which helps me and my zillion photos that I have to archive still. 

So, while they're not the best photos (harsh, dim light for most of the Thanksgiving festivities was not my friend), they are ready to go just a day after our return. I think that's progress.

Love when this happens.

So a couple of days ago, I posted about cjane's post about us girls and our sometimes-feeling of unworthiness.

Today in my devotions I read this:

"Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as braided hair and the wearing of gold jewelry and fine clothes. Instead, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight."
1 Peter 3:3-4

Isn't it great when the Bible gives you exactly what you need? I've read these verses probably hundreds of times, but it wasn't until now that the last phrase, and the word worth, was the important part. Thank you, God, that you find us worthy.


I hope everyone's having a great pre-Thanksgiving Day! I was planning on spending it alone, getting ahead with homework, and maybe some photo editing, but Chris just texted me that he's coming home early! I guess the internet's out over at his workplace, so he's coming home to work from his laptop. Perfect! We can snuggle up with blankets and socks and uggs and our laptops for a wonderful rainy day.


And in case anyone's wondering how those pumpkin chocolate chip cookies worked out... I'd say they're okay, but not amazing. You can't really taste the pumpkin so much. And Chris and the roommates didn't seem too enthralled with them, so I saran wrapped the plate to take to Chris' parent's house tomorrow. But when I went downstairs this morning, the saran wrap was peeled off and about a third of the cookies were gone! Either Santa was here early, or one of my roommates liked them more than they said. ;)

Today...

Today is a sweat pants and uggs with apron in the kitchen making pumpkin chocolate chips cookies while Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone plays in the background. Hello, holiday season!

Hopefully I will have pictures of ooey gooey beautiful cookies to put up later!