My ayPhone

I've had the ayPhone for a little over a week now and I am so in love with it. Yeah - I know it's just an electronic gadget but I hella love it.

I can't believe it took me so long to get one (which is exactly what I said after getting my first iPod so many years ago).

Matt teases me about the phone because he's jealous (and admits it) - and that makes the phone even better :)

Ladies and lederhosen

The ladies and I had dinner at the Schnitzel Haus last Thursday. Lots of gossip, laughs and silliness.

I love these ladies because they're smart, fun, cool and unabashedly into reality television.

But, sadly, I think this is the last time we'll be dining at the Schnitzel Haus :(

The Crystal Gayles are closing in on me

OK. OK. I know this isn't a very clear photo but trust me - she's totally rocking the Crystal Gayle. No, I'm not talking about Elsie (I just had to pretend to be taking a picture of her to not startle the Crystal Gayle).

I know I've said before that the Crystal Gayles are closing in on me but this time it's gone too far. Hella serious. DEFCON 5, people. This specimen was spotted at Cafe Biere which is dangerously close to my home. I'm freaking out.

BTW - we love Cafe Biere on Wednesday nights (and you should, too).

My idol

I wanted to be Pat Benatar when I was a kid. And Olivia Newton-John (but that's another story for another day).

Remember in Fast Times at Ridgemont High when Stacey says all the girls in school look like Pat Benatar? Yeah. Good times.

Ew. Just ew.

Have I ever told you how much I dislike this show? And especially Kate? I can't stand the way she talks to her husband. She's a nag, a bitch and a bad person. At least I think so...

But I do like watching their clips on The Soup. Joel McHale makes everything better (meow meow!).

Cherry wine?

Yanni and friends

Have I told you about my neighbors? I don't think I have. Gather around and bring some snacks (wine coolers and nutter butters will do just fine, thanks).

I love where I live. Really, I do. My neighborhood kicks rump. My apartment is cute (albeit wee and a bit dark) - but it's large enough to host the Housewhores gatherings (and that's all that matters, right?). I have no complaints about where I live. Except for...the neighbors...

I would like to introduce you to the cast of characters:

1. "Young Fox" lives diagonally across the courtyard and is in his early to mid-20s.

• when we spoke in passing last week he said "Oh, you're the one who always has groups of women over, right?"
  
• when I came home around 11 PM on Tuesday night I saw him walk out of his apartment in his boxer shorts (sans shirt) and head to the laundry room
• IAH says: he's a douchebag

2. "Old Lady" lives across the courtyard and is in her late 70s or early 80s.

• chats me up every chance she gets
• always notices when I've changed my hair (even when I really haven't)
• knows everything that's going on in the complex
  
• IAH says: she's a very sweet lady, I like her (but she's clearly lonely)
  

3. "Yanni" lives above me and is in his 30s or early 40s.

• The Gooch of the complex
• has had yelled at both Old Lady and Young Fox
• is the loudest yawner EVER (hence his nickname)
  
• not only yawns loudly but in quick succession - and it kills me
• IAH says: he's a boozehound douchebag (a lethal combo)