Oh hey guys. It’s been awhile since I posted. I’m sorry. I hope you missed me. The last post I wrote was epic. Thank you so much to everyone who sent me sweet comments and notes afterwards.
After that post, (if you even remember it by now), my friend Fitz texted my boyfriend the funniest 4 texts in a row.
They probably aren’t funny if myself and this person are strangers to you, but if you know me personally, and Alex personally, and Fitz personally, and our group of friends…it’s hilarious. First of all, I mentioned in the post that Alex looked like an Italian man. (I could go into an essay on the many attributes that liken him to a man from Rome, but let’s not). I’ve never said that out loud to any of my friends, and he seems very ‘white’ to them, not even counting that his last name is “White”, so first thing Cait noted was “Since when is Alex White Italian? I like it.” The post was like FOUR MILLION paragraphs long so the fact that she honed in on that particular sentence/detail enough to send a text about it, of ALL the content in the post, is why she is hilarious. For the record, he is Italian because of THIS photo: (and no it’s not just because he’s smoking, it’s the hair and his physique and the way clothes fit)–
Next, she casually stated for the record: “PS, I’m funnier than Kate Abbott.” HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I jokingly made the claim that Kate was the funniest and that our friends would likely agree. “PS I’m funnier than Kate Abbott” is a hilarious text to receive, especially being that it was sent to my boyfriend and not me. It perfectly captures how we all relate to one another. Kate/everyone will laugh out loud when they see that. Our conversation with one another is pure sarcasm, a la, “ehhhhh I thiiiiink we can all agree that I’m the funniest at this table and have been for years but hey let’s not dwell on it l’chaim!” Our conversation is the way Denis/Charlie/Mac/Dee’s speak on It’s always Sunny, when they’re trying to convey disagreement or defensive condescension, or are talking about something they’re not experts on and know they’re not experts on (like arguing with a lawyer who is trying to keep his calm as they discuss the most harebrained, idiotic, illegal schemes they are trying to convey as being within the realm of the law), or are being self-effacing, or are becoming subtly frantic about something, and do it in that intentionally/comedically passive aggressive way where they just barely talk over one another and try to cut the conversation off with a one-liner that will shut it down and segue into a change of subject, but another person in the conversation just picks it up and keeps going, so then they all keep volleying the verbal ball back-and-forth long after they’ve stopped making any sense, but they’re all in on it together.
Like when someone is like “oh these cookies are great, I love store-bought cookies” and you’re like “ehhhhh that’s uh, that’s nice Gwen, but act-ually they were made from scratch but we can’t all be homemakers so don’t beat yourself up about it HOW BOUT THIS DAY!” And then Gwen refuses to let it go and is like “But…I saw the Betty Crocker box in your trash” and you’re like “Right, well, my niece was over last night and she loves her some Betty–you know kids– so she actually made those from the box, so why don’t we just move on, why don’t we?” and then Gwen is like “I thought your niece…died last year” and you’re like “OK listen Gwen, I’m gonna need you {long pause} to get off your high horse and shut that damn mouth of yours for a minute here mmkay? So what’s on the agenda for today?” And then Gwen is innocently bewildered and the liar is so PUT UPON. In that scene Gwen would totally have been the annoying Pollyana character with a high ponytail and the liar would have been Denis and he would have gone way further down the road to protect his lie. It’s also very Larry David in Curb.
This scene below, from It’s Always Sunny, is LITERALLY how my friends and I, and Alex and I, and Alex’s friends and I speak. It’s schtick but like, so part of us that’s it’s even not really schtick it’s just…….our senses of humor. It’s my favorite kind of comedy in the world. If I’m ever snappy, like PMSing and in a really bratty mood, and I say something hilariously outrageous that I kind of know I shouldn’t have said, Alex COMPLETELY disarms me with it. I’ll say something smart-ass and he’ll pause for the longest time, smack his lips, unhinge his jaw slowly, like he’s contemplating something really deeply, really en-un-ciate, and really sarcastically, slowly, in a falsely cheerful voice say, “hmm…uh….that’s in-tresting…” (and that point, he’s caught my attention because he says it all so borderline seriously that I think he is about to tell me something real, and that alone makes me pause….waiting to hear what’s next) and then he’ll continue, “Because I was under the impression here, that we’d checked the-uh, the….. att-i-tude at the door, But-a, please, by all means, cor-rect me if I was wrongggg,” (and REALLY holds that “g” in wrong so he’s almost saying “wrongg-guh” in an obnoxiously over-the-top staccato way, and it’s soooooo sarcastic and then I start cracking up and all tenseness of the moment is completely dissipated in a flash despite my very best efforts to remain in a bad mood and take it out on the world. (Please watch this clip. It is worth every second of your time. And if you watch it and don’t find it funny then please just never read my blog again, thanks):
This scene makes me cry with laughter. Wet tears. On my cheeks. From Laughing. The WAY he talks about the stage at the beginning, “OKAY Denis and Dee Renolds, we’re back, doin’ another podcast, uhh you might hear some construction sounds in the background don’t worry about THAT, uhh, that’s just, you know, doin’ a little, we’re always up to something around here, so, we’re building a little stage and now that we’re gonna do a little, put on a little show later, um, but uh, listen TODAY we want to talk about..BORDERS.” A lot of intentional, non-genuine, enunciated “Uh’s” “Um’s” “SO’s” and dramatic intakes of breath as a way to transition between sentences that you’ve either botched, or that have been ridiculous and you are trying to move on from, are key to the comedy. And when Denis starts trying to speak Spanish to say “no passing,”….”nada, nada, no nada, no pasa, no masa pasa ti, pasa ti NO.” And then at the very end when they’re wrapping up in complete nonsense, about the oil returning to the ground and ashes to ashes dust to dust like in the Bible oh my god. This entire scene. If I ever need laugh therapy I will watch this on repeat. The way Denis and Dee relate is my favorite, second only to Denis and Charlie. I think Denis is the best part of the show. I haven’t watched it in so long but GOD it’s funny. Actually after watching this scene for the 900th time, I realized Alex’s tone/demeanor/way of being is almost identical to Denis’s from the show, right down to his cadence and the pitch he uses for certain words. And I think that’s why I’m in love with him. Because Denis’s character is basically my dream guy. Hilarious, with a touch of insanity. Yep. That’s pretty much how I like all people. Hilarious and slightly insane.
Back to the text Fitz sent. She then asked Alex to tell “his girlfriend” to give her some happy pills. And then she signed off. The texts came in successively over the span of 60 seconds. I could hear everything she was saying out loud to herself as she read my post. Then she called me and proceeded to ask me what the fuck was wrong with me, and what drugs I was on as I wrote the post. HAHAH I love her. I love you Cait. She was like “……….. We need to discuss this post. Is there something I’m missing.” And that is why she is my friend. Her humor is in her delivery/tone so if you don’t know her this was a waste of your time. Even “love you two later” is hilarious when you know how she is saying it. Whatever just trust me.
ANNNNYWAYS back to FALL. Or had I ever even started on Fall? Regardless, FALL–>
I made a list on our chalkboard wall of things I’d like to do this season, because that way I can’t forget that I want to do them and when we wake up on a weekend and think “hm what should we do today” we can consult this GLARING list that we can’t ignore. (Details on the new additions to our dining room to come in a separate post. I’m aware it’s all too blonde/yellow. From the overhead lamp, to the light bulb itself, to the parquet floors to our old Ikea dining chairs that match the floors perfectly (and without any rug to separate them, blend as one form into the floors). A person can only do so much at one time. For now, our dining room is Black and Yellow. I’m aware and it kills me. We need– a colorful centerpiece, different chairs, some texture (maybe a new rug– we sold our old one that we’d gotten for free, because that’s how it’s done. Making money off of something that was free– #winning. Though my interiors guru says “when I think of rugs under dining tables, I just think….CRUMBS”, and she has a point), and some art/objects off to the right and left. It looks better in person too, the shades and overall look really doesn’t photograph well. And yes, is that the most badass cow skull-and-horns you’ve ever seen? I KNOW. I KNOW. I make visual love to it every time I lock eyes with it. It’s magnificent. We’ll talk about it later).
The Fall List is:
- Try Rogue 24 (a CRAZY restaurant that I wrote about in this Refinery article, that’s since gotten some major national press. It’s like, in an alley, in a garage, with a graffiti-ed door, with a CRAZY menu.
- Eat at Big Bear Cafe. I’ve only ever had the coffee and hear the food food is delish.
- Try Blind Dog Cafe. Not a particularly novel place in DC but just something I want to finally do.
- Go on a date to Chez Billy, a newish quaint French restaurant that opened up in town.
- Pick apples at Butler’s Orchard then have a caramel apple decorating party (apple PICKING season is over, apparently it’s only in August (the fuck?) but we will still go to the farm because I’ve wanted to go to Butler’s Orchard for a while and it’s more authentic to buy them there than at Harris Teeter, if we want to be Portlandia about it). The Caramel Apple decorating party would include an assortment of toppings (crushed oreos, nuts, shredded coconut, m&ms, candy corn, chocolate sprinkles, etc), like this, from Emily’s blog
- Have an old school scary movie night with Halloween, Rosemary’s Baby, Carrie, The Omen, and a good Hitchcock (I’ll leave that pick up to my boyfriend, he is the Hitchcock expert). Those four are some of my all time favorite movies, period, let alone of the scary genre. THEY ARE ALL SO GOOD. OH MY GOD. ALL OF THEM).
- Have people over for a seasonal brunch of blueberry sausage, cinnamon french toast, and bloody mary shots. I saw this idea on Daily Candy and thought it was the cutest thing EVER.
- Try a deep plum/black/burgundy/oxblood lip, such as this one:
- Make Rosemary Garlic baked brie, the idea for which I got from Natalie’s adorable blog and her “garlic-themed” party idea:
- Buy Good Wood’s pine scented candle (I stopped in on Sunday and they had THE MOST divine smelling pine candle I have ever encountered and I can’t live without it this season).
- Make homemade chocolate chip cookies. I already check off one thing from my mental Fall list, and that was making HOME MADE, from scratch, pumpkin chocolate chip muffins. As in, I mixed the flour, eggs, pumpkin pack, baking soda, baking powder, salt, sugar, vegetable oil, and chocolate chips together mySELF. No box, bitch)
Had them this morning with grass-fed whole milk from Smucker Farms + fresh berries, just crushing Fall
- Go on a hike
- Go to an indoor haunted house
- Cook a meal fully with produce from Dupont Farmer’s market
- Have people over for gourmet grilled cheese and tomato soup with Alex’s homemade croutons (they’re the best thing you’ll ever taste! Thrown into tomato soup? See ya). (I get like 90 percent of my ideas from Natalie’s blog. She is literally more crafty and clever in the kitchen than……I don’t know what than, but I am in awe of the things she casually whips up for dinner parties. Fancy grilled cheeses are about as far as we can go. I’m not in the department of making cripsy polenta with succotash, though I wish I was).
That’s my Fall list. I will, GUARANTEED, cross off every single thing off of that list before December 21st, likely before Thanksgiving itself. Because I am a do-er when it comes right down to it. I do things. I tease myself that I am a lazy non-doer who would rather lay in bed watching TV than do anything that requires me to put shoes on (and I DO enjoy doing that), but when I get ideas in my head I am too impatient/excited/impetuous to not do them. When I hear about a cool place to check out, like Beach Bar or The Arboretum for its amazing photo backdrop opportunities, I go. The curiosity and my stubbornness otherwise kills me. If I see a good recipe, I will think about it every day until I finally make it and know what it tastes like and thus am able to sleep at night.
What’s on your Fall list?












































































































