Happy Valentine’s Day to my sweetie!
Posts Tagged ‘I Like Mike’
Posted by Lissa on February 14, 2013
Posted by Lissa on September 24, 2012
As I laboriously hoiked myself out of bed for my usual two a.m. bathroom run, I thanked the gods once again for Lasik.
With BabyKitty’s impending birth, I’m more grateful than ever that I can SEE. I’m doing at least one, sometimes two, bathroom runs per night, and I know that will only increase. In about three weeks, those bathroom runs will morph into nursing sessions. It is a magical, wondrous, marvelous gift to NOT have to worry about finding my glasses and shoving them onto my face so as to avoid cats and other impedimenta underfoot.
And once again a huge thank-you goes out to my sweetie, who made it happen
P.S. Lasik is wonderful for many, many reasons, one of which is being a great case study for what happens with medical technology that isn’t covered by insurance. I could never have afforded Lasik when it first came out; only rich people could buy that luxury. Over time, enough of them bought it that, by the time I got lasered, it was better, faster, safer, and much, much cheaper than all the trust-fund babies got ten years before. Teh Market – It works!
Posted by Lissa on May 17, 2012
ME: “Apparently there’s a Baby Sale this Saturday. I might try to stop by after Rajah’s vet appointment.”
MIKE: “They SELL BABIES? Is that even legal??”
ME: *narrowed eyes*
MIKE: “Lissa, you’re going to have one of your own in a couple months. Do you really need to buy another one?”
MIKE: “Well, it IS Florida. I mean, I guess anything is legal here.”
ME: “You’re a brat.”
It’s a good thing he’s such a handsome guy!
Posted by Lissa on April 18, 2012
Three years ago today I walked down the aisle to marry Mike. And, despite what the picture shows . . .
. . . I’ve never once looked back.
As a token of my esteem, I presented Mike with this piece of gorgeousness:
That’s a Chimaera holster from our own Dragon Leatherworks. He really matched the colors beautifully, don’t you think?
Have a happy day, everyone! I know I will!
Posted by Lissa on February 15, 2012
Oops! I was so indignant about the Ministry of Truth stuff yesterday that I forgot to post Valentine’s stuff! Mike’s out of town right now so we celebrated early over the weekend. I made one of his favorite dinners, Aussie meat pies (lean ground beef, onion, Worcestershire sauce, brown sugar, tomato paste all simmered together and piled between puff pastry layers) — Valentine’s style!
For dessert, I made red velvet mini cupcakes with vanilla buttercream frosting (yes, all of it from scratch):
I had some red sugar sprinkles but decided that they weren’t necessary and might be messy. Then I watched an episode of Cupcake Wars and mourned that I hadn’t added sprinkles AND a fondant heart. Or something.
As for Valentine’s Day itself . . .
My sweetie is a wonderful guy
I hope your Valentine’s Day held as much love and good feelings as mine did!!
Posted by Lissa on January 31, 2012
I’ve never been a Nascar fan. It’s just not something I grew up with or was interested in. (I’m sure part of this was growing up in the North. Then again, one of my best friends grew up in Connecticut and LOVES the Indy 500. Go figure.)
That being said, if I have no interest in car racing, why on earth would I haul my ass out of bed at 4:30 A.M. to travel to the Daytona International Speedway on a chilly Saturday morning?
Oh, Mike’s doing another race? Well, yeah, that’s worth it.
As much as I’m *not* interested in car racing . . . I must admit that it was kind of fun to ride around the track!
(I really have to remember to hold my iPhone sideways when taking video. Those black bars are seriously irksome.)
That’s as close as I’ll ever get to the real thing. Close enough!
P.S. Word to the wise: They serve free coffee, and it’s hot. However, that does not mean you should chug down three cups of it in a frantic attempt to raise your body temperature; should you unwisely pursue this course of action you will likely end up returning two of those cups via the porcelain god. Just sayin’.
Posted by Lissa on October 21, 2011
Mike and I have been having lots of fun with SIRI, the new voice assistant on our iPhones. Between asking her what she’s wearing, requesting that she beam us up or tell us a joke, and telling her we need to hide a body, it’s been hugely entertaining.
But it can be dangerous, too …
I’m in the kitchen cooking dinner and I hear Mike say, “Tell Lissa ‘You’re a pretty kitty.’ ” I smile and look forward to the text message that will pop up on my phone, only to be confused by Mike busting out laughing. Snorting and chuckling, he comes over, phone in hand.
“That’s not what I said, and I would never send it,” he warns me.
“I heard what you said,” I told him, puzzled.
“Good, ’cause here’s what it wrote …”
Your a piggy kitty.
Damn you, SIRI!!
Posted by Lissa on October 14, 2011
What do you do when your husband is busy fighting AT&T, starving, and can’t eat dinner yet?
You make him an amuse-bouche with a (roughly) heart-shaped pan-seared polenta cake topped with sausage and fennel ragout!
Thanks to Mike, and his willingness to spend literally HOURS either arguing or on hold for a supervisor, my new phone got rescued from backorder (“21-28 days”) and will be here this afternoon. He’s the bestest!!!
Posted by Lissa on August 25, 2011
From our phone conversation last night…
LISSA: “Did you see? Joe Biden said something stupid and the White House is pretending it never happened.”
MIKE: “Yeah …. And in other shocking news, it’s Wednesday.”
Yes, I do sometimes moonlight as Captain Obvious. The uniform includes my maroon heeled boots. If you were wondering.
Posted by Lissa on August 16, 2011
Mike sends this feel-good snippet of the day (subscriber only):
“They come to our shops,” one man told the London Daily Mail last week, “and we fight them with sticks.” When a gang invaded an upscale restaurant, threatening customers and demanding their valuables, the staff attacked them brandishing knives and drove them out.
Of course, the subtitle of the article — “In a civilized society, people would be allowed to defend themselves with guns, not baseball bats” — is both quite true and quite depressing. Still, we here at LookingForLissa celebrate those who defend themselves in spite of ridiculous limitations on the tools they can use to do so.