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Friday, May 25, 2007

pictrox

i know i owe some pictures for the bachelorette party and the honeymoon. the wedding you get later, i'm waiting on my pros to do their magic.

a brief timeline of the bachelorette party...

saturday, 4 pm gift opening and cake eating:



sunday, 1 am? between felt and centerfold's:



sunday, 11 am at the b-side for brunch and cocktails:



(see the rest of the bachelorette party set, courtesy of e$).

two of my favorite pics from the honeymoon, where we rode the cog railway to the top of mt washington because the bed and breakfast's a/c just wasn't cool enough for us...

i found a bear at the bottom of the mountain in the gift shop:



and i found a bear at the top of the mountain, too!! :)

it's been too long since i had car trouble

so my car overheated this morning on 290 headed to school. i noticed my power steering was going and racked my brain as to if i'd noticed any ATF puddles lately; when my gaze finally meandered over to the temp gauge it was just about at H, as in "what the Hell are you doing still driving me, please." i pulled over, called kz as i turned it off, got hit on by the cares van dude, had a tow truck arrive within 5 minutes, and resolved to wear these attention-getting pigtails more often. i got my hair cut, too. seriously, so much is going on, i could have made 4 posts, but why bother.

haircut: may not seem like a big deal to you, but it's been center-part, straight-cut and super long ever since the "little dutch boy" chin-length incident my junior year of college. and the momentary lapse in judgement that caused the "daryl hanna in her 'splash' era" DIY bangs about a year into my relationship with kz. bless his heart, he didn't leave me. anyway, i promised him i would keep it long for the wedding and then do some serious weed-wacking for all the years of split ends for which i needed to atone. i went to the pricey but reliable salon nearby and had a stylist consult during which i tried to impress upon her that i was no strumpet and really didn't want to add 45 minutes of morning hair-care prep so i could arrive at school looking like a harlot. she complied nicely, took 4" off and gave me a little tykes (tm) 'my first style' angle cut in the front. she said i can come back and try some of the grown up cuts when i figure out if i can handle this much. it looks good so far and i can still put it up, which is all i really cared about. she managed to sell me an overpriced conditioning spray but i balked at the idea of a round brush, a hairdryer, or anything falling under the term "product." the whole shebang still cost me as much as my new water pump (parts cost, that is).

my new water pump: should be here on wednesday. i had my car towed to a nissan dealership down in metrowest. they hooked me up with my battery fix before and i had a good, honest and cheap experience, so i thought going back would be decent. thanks to the tow truck driver's insights, my laptop with my FSM pdf's, and intermittent chats with kz, i was able to tell him that the innermost of my accessory belts had spun off and broken, and the water pump pulley was off-kilter. it's the same belt that drives the power steering pump, so that explains that. i figure that at worst, i drove 2 mi going ~75 with my car overheating; the coolant overflow reservoir was boiling like a popcorn hopper when i pulled over, and steaming like mad. so there's a decent chance that my motor is still ok, but that remains to be seen. they diagnosed a failed bearing in the water pump, which caused it to seize and kick off the belt. good news: i only need a new water pump (~$80) and belt (stock size, $20, thank god). bad news: book labor is $400-500. did i mention we're still paying for a wedding...yeah. i serously considered us just doing it ourselves. other than the when (next weekend? assuming no complications), where (generous friend's garage?) and how (beg someone with a trailer to tote it 45 min north?), it seemed like a great idea. so i'm leaning towards just bending over and exhaling, and letting the dealership proceed next week.

not the most successful first 2 days back at work post-wedding, considering i left at 2.30 yesterday after wasting an hour eating ice cream on the quad, but hey. i'm a married woman now. priorities.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

committed



photo by jenny frazier, http://studio.alleyesonjenny.com/

sabominator and kz tied the knot on 5/18/07. read more about it on the girly blog, omfg weddingz .

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Wednesday, May 09, 2007

aw yeah



now that i have at least 1 incriminating picture to post, lo and behold, i can begin to describe that which was...
my bachelorette party.

i'd call it more of a 24-hour study of excess in bodily pleasures. i'm not sure i can even put words to all that transpired, but i can try.

e$ and shanna met me in the city and whisked me away to the parish, my favorite-ever gourmet yuppie sandwich and belgian beer joint (information cleverly elicited from kz). after tossing back a few hoegaardens, they drove me across the river to an unknown destination. it turned out to be an hour-long massage at a really nice spa, where i slipped into a post-beer doze and awoke myself with snoring several times.
upon whence follwed some topless hot-tubbing with the ladies. you get the idea.

then we headed back to east boston for some more boozin and cake-eating, having an awesome bridal shower with tressor in attendance where i got some awesome le creuset and other baking-related loot. e$ mixed me some signature cocktails with my good old pal, bombay sapphire. we started getting tarted up, meg and sequina arrived, and we all headed out on the town for some vodka shots and latin-dance inspired grinding moves at felt. sadly, there were no pictures allowed in centerfolds, or i could inspire you with images to describe what words cannot - the group's maiden voyage into the land of the strip club and $20 lap dance. we did it up proper. and i had no idea that the poles were so high and the girls so...limber.

the night ended, like any decent beantown downtown soiree, at chau chow city for some 4 am crab rangoon action. after a couple hours of sleep and only minor hangovers, we nursed ourselves with some brunch and more cocktails at the B-side lounge. as the boys were still sleeping it off in providence, we entertained ourselves with leftover cake, coffee, and the first season of sex in the city while we dissolved into girlish giggle fits on the futon. the men came home, eyes wide in awe at our tales of true debauchery, and kz and i rode off into the sunset to obtain our marriage license down south, a perfect weekend with great friends behind us.