melcreada: (marie antoinette le hangover)
Have been out of touch because my life is both busy and humdrum. Not that I mind...I used to crave constant change and now...eh, not so much. I guess in my heart, I love ruts.

My mom and I went to Houston last weekend to see the ballet. It was Romeo and Juliet and the dancing was sublime! I love the balcony scene and also the death scene in the tomb. Romeo dancing with the unconscious Juliet is so sad and beautiful. *sob*

Mom and I stayed at the swanky Lancaster Hotel, enjoyed some cocktails, and generally had a smashing good time. The company sent me a coupon to get tickets to their next show for 50% off, so I think we will go again. It's Madama Butterfly, which I love as an opera, so hopefully the ballet will be just as wonderful. I will use the discount and spring for better seats because we were in the balcony six stories up, and mom got wicked vertigo until they killed the lights.

This weekend, we went to my cousin's wedding and it was a typical Tafoya experience. My dad scared the Hell out of us driving to the venue in the Hill Country. All the winding, tiny roads are not meant to be taken at 55 mph. Then, the ceremony was outside and it was so hot, one of the bridesmaids passed out. Down like a ton of bricks. Then my sister got into it with not one, but two of the wedding coordinators/staff. To be fair, both were incredibly rude and trying to hustle a bunch of old people around, including some of our relatives. So my sister let them have it. Otherwise, the event was lovely. The lady who owned the mobile bar recognized me from my friend's wedding two weeks ago, where she was also set up. So embarrassed because everyone was like, "Of course the bartender recognizes Melissa!" >_<

And finally, just wanted to give my dad a Father's Day shout out: he is the best father a girl could ever have. He doesn't always agree with the choices we make, but he always supports us. He sacrificed so many things for our family and has always taken great care of us. My sister was remembering the best piece of advice my dad ever gave us: always walk away from a fight if you can, but if they back you into a corner, throw the first punch and hit them so hard they can't/won't want to get up. LOL - oh, my dad...
melcreada: (marie antoinette le hangover)
On Thursday night, JP and I went to see Shakespeare in the Park. They were doing Othello, which made me a little nervous because the troupe normally performs children's theater and comedy is more in their wheelhouse. However, the two actors who played the main parts, Othello and Iago, were really wonderful and made the play one of the better ones we've seen so far. However, I cannot with audiences anymore. People were laughing during some of the most tragic scenes. Bitch, a man has been mentally undone and is strangling his wife. Not hilarious. I just don't know.

Disappointed in you, Shakespeare audience.

Anyway, when I got up for work on Friday, I felt like HELL. Like I was hungover. Only I hadn't been drinking. Shakespeare hangover, LOL. Thankfully, I only worked half a day and went home before...

Michelle's wedding! My co-worker, with whom I've experienced many ups and downs over the past 10 years, finally married her boyfriend yesterday at the lovely Spanish Governor's Palace. I offered to help her, so I got to the venue a couple of hours early to direct the caterer, the bar staff, and the band. I decorated all the tables and set up the side courtyard where they were getting married with candles and rose petals. I was drenched in sweat by the time all the guests arrived, but everything looked beautiful and went off without a hitch. Yay for our side! I really liked that she had music the whole time - a guitarist while people arrived, mariachis during dinner, a jazz band for the rest of dinner/dessert/mingling, and then a DJ for the last hour and a half for dancing. I helped clean up afterwards and then went home to take a 30 minute shower because I felt (and smelled) so gross.

This morning, I am completely stiff from all the running around/dancing I did.

Wedding hangover!
melcreada: (hp after all this time? always)

Mmm, tasty three-day weekend! Plans include the Muppet Movie sing-a-long today and a whole lot of nothing later. Maybe I will finally haul some of this crap to goodwill. Who knows?!

I have been spazzing out over the Deathly Hallows II trailer - as many of you know, I have a huge squishy soft spot for Alan Rickman and that whole end part about Snape just gets me every time I read it...so combine the two and I just don't know if I will be able to stand it. ♥ ♥ ♥

Plus, the whole ending of the saga is just going to wreck me. I may have to go into seclusion.

Friday morning I did not wake up to see the wedding (because I love sleep more than anything in the world), but I did catch the highlights that night on BBC America. For me, it's all about the ceremony and the history of everything. The weight and beauty of all that tradition. My favorite parts were random, like the trumpets announcing the Queen's arrival into Westminster, the aerial shots inside the cathedral, and the WWII bombers flying over the palace. I also thought the trees inside were a romantic, fairytale addition.

Most people around here had no patience for all the hoopla of the event and I can understand that. They will never be our sovereigns or even people we will have to be worried about, from a foreign policy/political standpoint. But I just love the idea of a prince finding and marrying his princess in a traditional and beautiful way.

*waves tiny British flag*

Also, LULZ:



Next time, I will talk about eating meat until you think you might die, why JP is the sweetest boyfriend ever, and saluting the end of National Poetry Month. I know, it's gripping. Try to contain yourselves...
melcreada: (cowboy bebop spike drink)
Back from Roberta's wedding, stuffed with finger food, cake, and drinks from the open bar, wot wot!!! Her wedding was tiny! I think a total of 35 people showed up, mostly from the groom's side of the family. They were all super nice...I wonder what happened to him? : ( Okay, that is my last "he's a dick" comment. From now on, I will keep my mouth shut. All I will say is that he was giving Javi dirty looks because he danced with Roberta a couple of times. That kind of insecurity is Hell to live with...I hope my girl knows what she is getting into.

The ceremony and reception were both on the base and I love being there! All the airmen are super friendly and polite and being on a base just takes me back to my childhood. We were early, so we drove around and around, looking at everything. ♥ ♥ ♥

It's weird to miss something like that, but once I start thinking about that time overseas, all the memories come flooding back and I realize that I had a rare and wonderful childhood (Reaganomics, notwithstanding). I miss the Bobbitt Theater, Magnolia ice cream, and Grande Island with its strange disconnected atmosphere and old cannons scattered around the perimeter. I miss taking my brother to the park or the library, just the two of us. Mostly I miss that feeling you get on a base - you feel safe, protected. Which is weird because in a war, who do you think will get it first? Also, I remember things like men with machine guns walking past our house and bomb threats emptying the school on a regular basis. But the good times definitely outweighed the bad. *sigh*

I am completely maudlin, guys. I think I had better go sleep it off. *^__^*
melcreada: (sm - paradise lost)

That's right - I've been reading Milton. That's good times. I have also recently (re)read Beowulf, most of Shakespeare's sonnets, the first few pages of Spenser's The Faerie Queen (but I dropped that like a bad habit, yo), and a goodly chunk of poetry by John Donne (he will forever remind me of Wizard Howl). At this rate, I will have skimmed a respectable portion of the classics by the end of summer.

Nerd alert!!! ^___________^

In other news, Roberta's wedding is this weekend and there were no good gifts left on her Target wedding registry. Unless I am planning to drop $80 for a Shabby Chic quilt. Which I am not. Oh, well. That's why God created gift cards.

I have ordered many pairs of shoes this summer and returned them all because of bad fits. I finally got a pair that fit, but they are a half size too big and frankly, I don't have the energy to return them. I look forward to flopping around in them and eventually tripping and falling flat on my face. 

In a good mood today, in spite of work and whatnot. Huzzah!


melcreada: (cooking mama)

Yay, weekend! I am going out tonight with the girls, wot wot! Actually, I am not that excited but whatever. It gets me out of the house. LOL!

Tomorrow is my cousin's daughter's wedding (I know...my cousins' kids are getting to the age where they can marry. Yikes.).

Oh! And David Cook is coming to Galveston! That is only 4 hours away! Boogie!

That's a lot of exclamation points.

Here is my completely pointless rant about AI's Adam Lambert and his gaiety... )

melcreada: (kare kano glamour mel-style)

Survived the wedding. Thanks for all your well wishes, everyone! *hugs*

Now, I am just here waiting for the software engineer and project manager to call so I can log in and start working (yay, OT and differential!). Working in my pajamas! Truly, we live in a great age...

Anyway, have a meme courtesy of the most excellent [livejournal.com profile] annearchy !


Your result for The Elemental Beauty Test...

Etheral Beauty

50% Water, 17% Earth, 33% Air, and 0% Fire!

You scored 50% Water! Superb!


You have the etheral beauty of a god or goddess. You love things that shine and shimmer, are soft and flowy, and have a dreamy quality about them. You gravitate toward natural fabrics such as cotton, linen, silk, or hemp. You love the colors of the sea like the deep blues and sea-greens. You love the see-through sheer fabrics that you can layer, or perhaps loose shirts and pants when you seek the comfy side.


You inner beauty shows a sentimental side. You have keepsakes and heirlooms and love things that have emotional attachments or a history.


With water emotions run deep. It is a feeling sign. (Astrologically signs for this include Cancer, Scorpio, and Pisces.) Your emotions can be like a hidden treasure hidden below the surface in the subconcious. This may cause you to have some mood swings. But the beauty of what you are is that you will, in spite of fears, look inside yourself.


 


 


You also scored:

17% Earth: Earth is the natural beauty. They tend to stick to classic styles and colors. They tend to be more grounded. 0% Earth may indicate that plain old common sense is not your strong suit. Even percentages between Earth and Water indicate someone that is a hard worker that requires security and an attachment to possessions.


33% Air: Air is the fearless beauty. They are offbeat and funny. The mix old fashions with new and love to make new trends. They aren't afraid to be new or crazy. 0% Air could indicate that you have trouble looking at things objectively. Even percentages between Water and Air usually indicate a dreamer-typer person who tend to be fantasy prone.


0% Fire: Fire is the alluring beauty. They like to wear bright colors and show some skin. They are sexually minded and spicy. They use a lot of charm to get what they want. 0% Fire can often be seen in someone that pushes and tries to force self-expression. Equal percentages of Water and Fire show a person that is rather impulsive and shows a great deal of emotion.


Take The Elemental Beauty Test
at HelloQuizzy




melcreada: (audio pink)
So here is what is up:

1. I finally logged on to the servers at work from home (I am not stupid, they set me up incorrectly). Huzzah, now I can work from home this weekend. Er...
2. I am losing my voice but at least fever and swollen lymph nodes/pain when swallowing are gone.
3. Death Cab for Cutie is coming to Austin and I am so going! DC (DC!) is emo love.
4. My brother and Nay-nay have finally harangued me into joining Facebook (I know - I am pathetically behind the times). Who's out there and can I hunt you down? I'm just under my name, Melissa Tafoya. Holla at ya girl!

Tomorrow is my cousin's wedding. It's going to be a looooong day and night (wedding starts at 2:30 and dinner/dance/etc goes on until midnight, which I think is both cruel and wrong but it is also the Mexican way).
melcreada: (neal so it goes)

Today I attended the longest effin bridal shower ever (we were the first ones there and the last to leave, mainly because when Mom and Aunt Margie get together, it's PARTAY time and I was the one who had to take them home, so...). Anyway, it was nice in that way that things you have no interest in are nice.

I love seeing my cousins, even though I have absolutely nothing in common with them. Everyone is married and/or has kids so conversation revolved around wedding experiences and cute baby stories, which always makes me feel like a big ol' tool. The good news is my mom only mentioned that she has no grandkids three times and it takes WAY more than that to make me cry. So, hooray!

I am reminded of A Charlie Brown Christmas with this diatribe, as these lines seem to fit many experiences in my life: "Charlie Brown Melissa, you're the only person I know who can take a wonderful season event like Christmas Laura's bridal shower and turn it into a problem." I guess I am the Charlie Browniest after all. LOL!

Well, I've had enough toture for one day. I'm off to bed, ya'll.

Damn, work is going to straight up SUCK tomorrow...

Exhausted!

Mar. 1st, 2009 10:57 am
melcreada: (marie antoinette le hangover)

All day Friday was spent in the company of my mother and sister, shopping for crap for my cousin's bridal shower and wedding. Around hour 4, I was starting to get irritated, but thankfully my mom and sister decided they had everything they needed except for the arras (couldn't find them), which shocked me because HELLO! We are in the Mexican-iest town in the U.S. Well, except Laredo, and frankly, with all the border violence, I'm not too pumped about visiting down there anymore.

Then yesterday was my last minute gift shopping, afternoon wedding at the San Antonio Botanical Gardens (lovely, even though not a lot was blooming except in the conservatory), hilarious minister that sounded like a cross between a Shakespearean actor and a TV Evangelist, dinner #1 at the Spaghetti Warehouse (good but slowest service EVER), wedding cake, and then a mad dash across town to my next party. I'm like the wind, baby!

At the Kona Grill, I sampled sashimi (fantastic), some nigiri sushi (adequate), and sparkling sake (tastes like a flavorless champagne - I loved it). Then we went back to the birthday girl's house for ice cream and cake (she is an admitted Narutard and had a picture of Neji screened on the cake...LOL). Then we sat around, gabbing while I tried not to die from all the crap I had eaten.

Came home around 10pm, returned a couple of phone calls, and fell into a deep and blissful unconsciousness.

The end.

melcreada: (calcifer)

Today's high is going to be 91 degrees. Dammit, that means I am going to have to shave.

...

My friend told me two days ago that she is getting married this Saturday. So, I have the wedding and the dinner before rushing off to my second event, my other friend's birthday party (at Kona Grill, YUMMY). I do love squishing my fun together in one bite-sized nugget. *is already tired*

Here, have a random meme! )

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