Anyway, I was such a huge fan of NWO and wrestling in general that I begged my mom to buy me a giant plastic baby bottle, filled with popcorn, with the NWO logo on the side. I tried to find a photo of the bottle for you, but Google Images failed me. Here is a pic of the logo:
The more common logo was actually black and white, but on my particular baby bottle/popcorn container, the logo was black and red. The bottle was about two feet tall and, once all the popcorn was gone, it doubled as a money bank. Weird fact and insight into how naive I was--I always thought the bottle itself was weird, but I found it especially strange that it was a giant baby bottle. I mean, NWO, popcorn, coin bank? Made sense. But a baby bottle? Questionable. It wasn't until recently that I really began to think about the bottle itself and realized it was a giant beer bottle. The plastic lid on top with a slit to drop coins through was, in fact, a beer cap, not a giant nipple. Now that made more sense!
For about the first year of our marriage, Derick and I didn't have a bank account. When we got paid, we immediately cashed our checks, kept a little money out for bills and other expenses, and put the rest in that giant NWO baby beer bottle. We had who knows how much money in just coins, and when Derick got his check for financial aid, we had close to $2000 cash in that thing. Those were really carefree times of simple living, but boy, did it seem like a ruckus!
That story doesn't lead into a relative topic of today. I just thought it was funny. The baby beer bottle. NWO itself. Non-existent giant nipple. Come on.
Today, Derick and I bought a new bedroom suit. We have been using the dresser and bed-frame that I've had since I was about 10 years old. I'd say it was time to get a new set. We are keeping the old one to put in the spare room for guests. My niece, Krista, is hopping on a Greyhound next month to come visit, so she will be grateful to have a real bed, not an air mattress.
Derick came home from checking into his school this morning and suggested we go look at bedroom sets. We didn't really plan on buying one today; we were just going to look. And look we did. We went to every furniture store in Jacksonville it seemed like. By the end of the day, I could look at a piece of furniture and tell you what type of wood it was made of.
Some of the pieces were unbelievably funny. At one store, a nice lady walked us around and showed us everything. We came across a set that looked like it belonged on Austin Powers. It was a giant black, "low-rider" bed with the end tables already connected on both sides. The nice lady said, "just throw a disco ball up there, and the room is complete!"
I've had my heart set on black furniture for a couple years, so that's what we got, but today I developed a liking to a new style. It's cream, sometimes with marble accents. I would call it a baroque-chic. Here's a pic of something, not quite it, but similar:
The ones we saw were a little more modern, but you get the idea. I will TRY to post some pics of our furniture once it gets here. Next stop is Ross Dress for Less for new bedding. Arkansas folks, you are missing out. Ask my mom. Ross is filled with wonderful treasures for your home, closet, pet, and everything else! It's also crazy cheap. Think: TJMaxx, but way better. Way.
Anyway, I know that Derick is really glad that our furniture shopping days are over for a while. I can be a little annoying when it comes to furniture, aesthetics, and shopping in general. Sorry, babe.
Oh, as far as his school goes, I think he's going to like it. His first real day is tomorrow, and he has an exam on Monday. I know he's glad to finally do something applicable to his actual job in the Marine Corps. He will do a good job, and I'm excited to hear all about it!
We found out today that our friends who own a house in San Diego--you know, the ones I really wanted to live next door--got stationed in Camp Pendleton. I'm happy for them because they're expecting a baby and it will be way more convenient. But the selfish brat in me really wishes they were coming here.
Well, I am about to hit the hay. I made Derick swear to wake me up when he gets up in the morning. I have been so exhausted in the mornings. My body refuses to let me get out of bed no matter how hard I try. I usually roll out around 0900 or 0930, sometimes 1000. That's ridiculously lazy of me, and I am determined to stop with the laziness. Even if I just get up early to come sit on the couch. :) Wish me luck!
