4 posts tagged “lunchbox”
Chex out the new ecard slash blog post from Fred Flare!
This is one of my favourites in a while for a few reasons, chief among these is that the mentioned new products are positively oozing with amazing. As if I wasn't already excited for Christmas (/birthday!) shopping....
The other reason? Well, Keith named this e-card "99 Red Balloons" after the Nena song. Guess whose favourite artist pretty much ever is Nena? (<<There's something deeply, grammatically wrong with that sentence) BILL! (Kaulitz...durrr). So that was nifty. Sometime I have to take Bill to FF...just so's he can load up on sweet stuff. For him and the Billatypus*!
Ohdang...this post has Fred Flare, Bill, and the Billatypus? Could it get anymore awesome? Answer: probably. But I've been up literally all night doing homework, so I am incapable of stepping up to the plate just now.
So pretty much...I love the ecard, I love the new products, I'm so completely stoked to go 18th Birthday shopping for Hanna & Cherie and Christmas shopping for everyone else!
Oh, and BTW, my lunch pail is still pretty much my favourite thing, ever.
((Hey, if anyone is trying to think of something to get me for mon birthday slash for Christmas, here are two guaranteed winners: Tokio Hotel anything [or even just money for TH stuff/concert, heh heh], or a Fred Flare gift cert! Danke in advance!))
Rubbing her hands and loading her wishlist,
Charlotte
P.S. The Billatypus, in case you're wondering, is a stuffed platypus that belongs to Bill & I. It is cuddly in a big way. I shan't go into its history unless asked, suffice to say it is adorable.
My hair dye did arrive as planned, along with a beloved copy of Stolen Sharpie Revolution (which will [a] be helpful with the zine, and [b] I have wanted since Freshman year), which made me breathe more easily.
On Friday I baked chocolate chip cookies and thenwe watched my parents watched (and I slept through) Everything is Illuminated, which is based on the novel of the same name by Jonathan Safran Foer. I have both that book and its sequel, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, but have yet to read more than the first chapter of the former. Unfortunately, the first chapter is as far as I got in the movie watching, as I was extremely filled with sleepiness and nodded off quite quickly.
I suppose it is good that I slept, because I had to arise fairly early (6-ish) on Saturday morning to shower, dress, put my cookies in my lunchbox, gather my number 2 pencils, and vamoose from mi casa to go to Hanna's, and then...the SAT. Which was at school.
I shan't go into great deal when describing the testing experience, suffice to say that I ran out of time two words ("ground up," as in "from the ground up," not "the man was chopped into pieces and then ground up") before I finished my essay, and that I did, I reckon, OK on the math and English sections, stumped only by a few algebra/geometry problems and a couple of words for which I could not conjure meanings. Scores come in a few weeks hence, and we shall see the truth then.
Once done with the test I was not much in the mood to do much else, so, after picking up Kiss Me Like a Stranger, Gene Wilder's memoir, I headed home to sit on the window seat, eat veggie dogs, and read it. Not the best book ever written, and I had heard a lot of the stories before (from listening to G.W. interviews on NPR) but it was still enjoyable! I recommend it for Gene Wilder fans (how can you not be one?), and maybe even fans of Mel Brooks, because there are some fun Mel B (sounds like the Spice Girl, don't it?) stories in there as well.
The lovely power went out while I was reading, so instead of taking a shower (I needed to shampoo without conditioner for the hair dyeage and no power = no hairdryer) I read Canadian Living, which, incidentally, is one of the best magazines I've ever encountered. There is a recipe for Halloween cupcakes in there that I am just dying to try, but first I must procure marzipan!
The power eventually returned, I hopped in the shower and scrubbed as much of the accursed color out, then we went to the local "brews and blues" roadhouse for dinner. I had a kid's hamburger, because after my v-dogs, wheaties, and 8 cookie breakfast I could not even dream of handling anything bigger! Then it was back home (at this point it was almost 7pm) and the dye-a-thon began!!
Seriously, my mom has become super-talented at dyeing my hair after all these times! It's neat, and makes my life easier, and my arms less tired. I was a tad worried that we would run out of dye, but luckily we did not, though I reckon I'm going to have to purch 2 cans of dye (nooooo!!!) next time.
Whilst allowing it to ruminate on my head I watched Everything is Illuminated (finally!), and it was excellent, very B.A. Elijah Wood was excellent, as always, and the ever-dashing Eugene Hutz brought it in a big way! Now I have a hankering for a Ukrainian accent. If you are at all a fan of Elijah, Mr. Hutz, Ukraine, or good movies (or heck, even just Gogol Bordello) you should definitely see it!
I also read up on the Tokio Hotel concert in Tel Aviv, which, apparently, was super-awesome! Bill and Tom both wore red, TK wore his birthday shirt which was nifty. BK already rocks the re-wear all the time and always has, but this is a new thing for TK, which I could definitely get used to! It also looks like Bill got a bunch of the white cut out of his hair, which thrills me because I'm no so much a fan of it when there's too much of it. Boys' appearances aside, they played really well, songs in both English and German (I'm very proud of Bill, that he did not confuse the words), and the fans were very enthusiastic! The one shadow over it is that 8 teenage girls were injured when a glass barrier shattered, and I guess they weren't really prepared to deal with that. One girl with a broken hand ran back into the concert without getting treatment! Other than that, there were just the normal injuries that result from TH crazy fandom. Rad!
It was 11pm-ish by the time I got around to rinsing out my hair, so that meant it was VERY cold when I had to stand outside in the driveway and spray my head with the hose, and then pour vinegar and water over my head, because apparently that makes the colour stay longer. The truth in that is yet to be determined, but it did mean that I smelled like an Easter egg. When it was all rinsed out it looked pretty good! So my hair is now, officially Pillarbox Red. I hope to golly that it lasts more than a week.
You can see it in those pictures above...and don't even try to pretend that you aren't impressed by my gangsta face. Don't even try.
Red again,
Charlotte
On Friday I baked chocolate chip cookies and then
I suppose it is good that I slept, because I had to arise fairly early (6-ish) on Saturday morning to shower, dress, put my cookies in my lunchbox, gather my number 2 pencils, and vamoose from mi casa to go to Hanna's, and then...the SAT. Which was at school.
I shan't go into great deal when describing the testing experience, suffice to say that I ran out of time two words ("ground up," as in "from the ground up," not "the man was chopped into pieces and then ground up") before I finished my essay, and that I did, I reckon, OK on the math and English sections, stumped only by a few algebra/geometry problems and a couple of words for which I could not conjure meanings. Scores come in a few weeks hence, and we shall see the truth then.
Once done with the test I was not much in the mood to do much else, so, after picking up Kiss Me Like a Stranger, Gene Wilder's memoir, I headed home to sit on the window seat, eat veggie dogs, and read it. Not the best book ever written, and I had heard a lot of the stories before (from listening to G.W. interviews on NPR) but it was still enjoyable! I recommend it for Gene Wilder fans (how can you not be one?), and maybe even fans of Mel Brooks, because there are some fun Mel B (sounds like the Spice Girl, don't it?) stories in there as well.
The lovely power went out while I was reading, so instead of taking a shower (I needed to shampoo without conditioner for the hair dyeage and no power = no hairdryer) I read Canadian Living, which, incidentally, is one of the best magazines I've ever encountered. There is a recipe for Halloween cupcakes in there that I am just dying to try, but first I must procure marzipan!
The power eventually returned, I hopped in the shower and scrubbed as much of the accursed color out, then we went to the local "brews and blues" roadhouse for dinner. I had a kid's hamburger, because after my v-dogs, wheaties, and 8 cookie breakfast I could not even dream of handling anything bigger! Then it was back home (at this point it was almost 7pm) and the dye-a-thon began!!
Seriously, my mom has become super-talented at dyeing my hair after all these times! It's neat, and makes my life easier, and my arms less tired. I was a tad worried that we would run out of dye, but luckily we did not, though I reckon I'm going to have to purch 2 cans of dye (nooooo!!!) next time.
Whilst allowing it to ruminate on my head I watched Everything is Illuminated (finally!), and it was excellent, very B.A. Elijah Wood was excellent, as always, and the ever-dashing Eugene Hutz brought it in a big way! Now I have a hankering for a Ukrainian accent. If you are at all a fan of Elijah, Mr. Hutz, Ukraine, or good movies (or heck, even just Gogol Bordello) you should definitely see it!
I also read up on the Tokio Hotel concert in Tel Aviv, which, apparently, was super-awesome! Bill and Tom both wore red, TK wore his birthday shirt which was nifty. BK already rocks the re-wear all the time and always has, but this is a new thing for TK, which I could definitely get used to! It also looks like Bill got a bunch of the white cut out of his hair, which thrills me because I'm no so much a fan of it when there's too much of it. Boys' appearances aside, they played really well, songs in both English and German (I'm very proud of Bill, that he did not confuse the words), and the fans were very enthusiastic! The one shadow over it is that 8 teenage girls were injured when a glass barrier shattered, and I guess they weren't really prepared to deal with that. One girl with a broken hand ran back into the concert without getting treatment! Other than that, there were just the normal injuries that result from TH crazy fandom. Rad!
It was 11pm-ish by the time I got around to rinsing out my hair, so that meant it was VERY cold when I had to stand outside in the driveway and spray my head with the hose, and then pour vinegar and water over my head, because apparently that makes the colour stay longer. The truth in that is yet to be determined, but it did mean that I smelled like an Easter egg. When it was all rinsed out it looked pretty good! So my hair is now, officially Pillarbox Red. I hope to golly that it lasts more than a week.
You can see it in those pictures above...and don't even try to pretend that you aren't impressed by my gangsta face. Don't even try.
Red again,
Charlotte
I got my lunchbox today from Fred Flare!! It is pretty much the cutest thing ever, and I adore it already. All I need now is to figure out a lunch worthy of it! Hmm...I really haven't a clue. It's rather spacious, as well, so I need to think of a lot of things to put inside!!
Does anyone bring lunches to school or work that has any ideas for me?? I have access to a fridge and microwave, if that helps...
Does anyone bring lunches to school or work that has any ideas for me?? I have access to a fridge and microwave, if that helps...
Ummm...maybe I can think of something more edible than Herberta, my sunglasses, and my Rubik's...by tomorrow morning. Crap. Maybe I'll bring some more quiches or something.
Pondering the possibilities,
Charlotte
((P.S. I ponder a lot, don't I?))
Pondering the possibilities,
Charlotte
((P.S. I ponder a lot, don't I?))
Seriously, who the eff waits to do back to school shopping until the night before the first day? Charlotte, that's who. Good job, Charlie, good job. Well, come on. I have about 8 thousand pens and pencils, heaps of spiral notebooks, several binders, heaps of binder paper, multiple backpacks and messenger bags, a graphing calculator (too bad I'm not taking math), pencil case...I'm pretty much set! Plus, it's not exactly like I have heaps o' cash to toss about. Therefore, it wasn't until now that I realized that I am missing a very important school necessity. That's right, a lunchbox. So what am I doing, at 8pm the night before school starts? Shoppin' for lunchboxes. Now, I want a proper lunchbox, the kind that you took to school as a kid.
So, where do I go first? Fred Flare, of course! And what do I find? This gem of a lunch pail:
Another place I checked for lunchboxes was Target.com, 'cause my mom is going to the city tomorrow and I wanted to find prices/examples of ones she could get for me (I'd adore a Spider-Man one, of course, but there are so many crap versions of Spidey around, and I don't want to end up with one!). Unfortch, the only one that I liked was this one:
For now I'll just be brown-bagging it, like the supah-gangsta I am, but hopefully soon I shall be sportin' a snazzy 'box!
Does anyone else take a lunchbox to school? I wanna see a picture!
Pondering Pop-Tart Porters,
Charlotte
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