In Memoriam

Remember the mice? Well we found out where one of them ended up today.
While the man was working upstairs building another wall something fell from the ceiling.

Yes that is a dead mouse...pretty gross.
I am sure we will find more. There is one that we heard set off a trap followed by a dragging sound in the ceiling of the dining room. So I have a feeling that when the plumber starts taking up the floor in the upstairs bathroom, where the dragging sound was coming from, we will find a mouse and a trap.

Oh joy of joys.

Payback's a bitch

We found out something hilarious last week. Remember the assholes who called the township on us? Well it turns out they messed with the wrong person and they are getting their comeuppance.

The assholes live next door to a nice family. Their driveways are right next to each other with a strip of grass between them. Well apparently the assholes have been a royal pain to them for years, starting years ago when the nice family's sons were shoveling the driveway one snowy morning and they decided to be neighborly and shovel the assholes driveway as well. Well the assholes called the cops on them. More incidents followed and they basically don't speak to each other any more.

Turns out that while we were on our honeymoon the assholes decided to remove a stump between the two driveways. There had been a tree there years ago that died and the nice family had cut it down and didn't bother grinding out the stump. So they had potted plants on it to more or less cover it up. The nice family came home one day to the stump missing. This confused them because they didn't pay to get it removed and it was on their property. They even went so far as to have their property resurveyed to prove that the stump was on their property, which is was. So now the nice family are going to sue the assholes! I am not exactly sure what they are suing them for and I don't really care. They are nosey and obnoxious and they should just mind their own fucking business.

YAY Karma!

More Progress

Well the man got most of the first wall up. Took him a while because he had never done it before and he kept getting interrupted and well the aforementioned ADD. So that's a good thing.

The guy who is putting our windows in came on Friday to look at the mess, he will be over Wednesday to close off the windows we don't need. Then he will come back to put in the 4 windows that we bough on Thursday.

The HVAC guys were back on Friday putting the heater in the attic.

Did I mention we don't have permits yet?

Let me explain...We did apply for them. However, we found out that the inspector decided to retire, giving the township 3 weeks notice. He was the inspector for everything (electric, HVAC, plumbing and construction). So the township is having a hard time replacing him because they basically need to hire 4 guys with a budget for 1.

So basically we need someone to sign the permits to make it all legal, but they don't have anyone to do it. So we are trying to do as much work as we can without the permits. This means we can put the walls up but can't sheet rock because the walls need to be inspected first. We also can't put the windows in because that needs a permit just to do it. We also shouldn't do the electric before the walls are inspected either. So in about a week we are going to be at a standstill.

We asked the woman in the office what would happen if someone called to complain about us. She said "I'll tell them you have permits, cause I have them right here." So that's a good thing for us. It helps to make nice with the office people. :)

So today my dad came over and we built the wall that goes between the two bathrooms. It was a little difficult because our ceilings angle inward on either side, so building that part went a little slower than the rest. It's such a lovely wall, eh? The plumber is coming next week to start taking out the old plumbing and start laying out the new stuff.

So that wall is done and now we have to finish the main wall in the hall and then the wall for the walk-in closet and the wall splitting one room into do. So in other words, still a lot of work to do.

*sigh*

Progress Bullety Points

• Working without permits so far. Apparently the inspector quit and they don't have a replacement yet to get all the permits signed and out. Who knows how long that will take.
  
• The dumpster is gone.
• The entire upstairs is gutted.
• The HVAC guys started running the vents to the 5 formerly 3 rooms. They also put in a much needed attic fan.
• The man may go and order winders.
• Guy installing winders is coming tomorrow to assess.
• Some electric will be done tomorrow.
  
• Walls will start going up tomorrow. Hopefully the man will work slowly to ensure straightness and plumb. He tends to rush through things sometimes and is a little ADD.
  
• Shopping for bathroom fixtures is Saturday.
• Plumber is coming sometime next week to start.

All in all things have been going nicely. It would be so cool to have everything done by Christmas. But there is still a lot of work ahead. Even after the drywall is done there is, trim, painting trim, painting walls and moving everything back to where is belongs.

Gutted

So Saturday we amped up the deconstruction process.
The man and I started at around 9:30, thinking people would be around to help us around 11 or so. Turns out all the people who said they were going to come didn't show up until after 1. And one called and said they weren't coming at all.

It was pretty odd how this place was put together. We thought that since it is an 80 yr old house that the whole thing would be lath and plaster. Turns out it is some sort of pre sheet rock stuff call rock lath, that was mailed to the studs and then they plastered over it. So the stuff was ridiculously heavy.

Around 1 my parents showed up and started pulling nails from the studs, which was a total huge help. That would have taken hours after we finished pulling everything down. My dad was pulling nails for probably 3-4 hours. It was nuts.

One thing that sucked was that is was nice and cool all week but on Saturday it was humid as hell, making the room disgusting. I sweat through 3 shirts in the process of pulling everything down. Throwing everything out the window into the dumpster was fun though.

So we got the entire back room gutted by the end of the day. We even got the carpet out and vacuumed most of the loose crap that was left on the floor.

The man started on our bedroom yesterday and got a good 80% of the stuff down and into the dumpster. I believe he is going to be working on it tomorrow as well, and then move onto the bathroom.

Hopefully we get the plans from the architect soon so that we can start the permit process and get moving on this thing. I am hoping this will only last 3 months. But one never knows what is going to happen when it comes to building stuff.

It's starting again

Yes this means yet another construction project has begun.

This time we are moving downstairs into our office. Why you may ask? Well because gutting and redoing the entire second floor of the house.

So the dumpster in the driveway is to collect all the drywall and carpet and insulation we rip off the walls.

Then we will be making one room into two, adding a bathroom to the master bedroom and renovating the main bathroom.

Hopefully this will all get done in a few months. Fingers crossed.

On the road

Ok so the man had a discussion with the guys about them screwing around and wasting time. They seemed to understand. Considering one guy is insistent on being back by Monday or Tuesday.

So they left Junction City, Colorado and ended up in Canon, Colorado by the end of the day.

From there they headed into Kansas. According to the man it wasn't that fun of a ride. Very flat, not much to look at and smelled of pig and cow shit. Which I can imagine can be pretty foul when you are on a bike and don't have the interior of a car to sort of buffer it a tad.

By the end of the day they stopped in Dodge City. They were told by many people to stay out of bars with Spanish names because they would definitely end up in a bar fight and in the middle of a lot of gang activity. So they pretty much stayed out of any bar at all just to avoid any possible fighting, since one of the guys on the trip is known to be a moron and could possible cause a fight. Instead they went to the Steak House attached to their hotel.

Today, they continued on through Kansas. By around 2 they had hit Wichita and I believe they will be trying to making it to Joplin, Missouri by the end of the day. They are getting closer. Wondering how the ride through Missouri is going to go. I believe they are going to go through there and head a little south so that they can hit Nashville, which probably won't happen until Saturday. That should be interesting...

Biker status

I finally heard from the man last night right before I went to bed. They ended up in Grand Junction, Colorado. They didn't leave Park City until probably 1 in the afternoon, which is stupid late when you are traveling on a bike. I mean lets travel starting at the hottest time of the day...der. But it wasn't his decision, he was ready to leave at 9 am.

He is getting a little annoyed with his partners in travel, who seem to have the most retarded concept of where things are in this country. I mean they wanted to go from San Diego to San Francisco, which is fine. But when you also want to go see the Grand Canyon, it doesn't make much sense. OH and they also wanted to see Mt Rushmore, which is in South Dakota. So basically the route that they would need to take would have been a north to south zig zag that slowly headed east.

And then today he was ready around 9 again, but the other three guys were farting around. They wanted to go to the Harley dealer. So they did and were there for 2 hours, then he texts me that after that the guys wanted to go to the post office to mail stuff home and then to target before they left. Needless to say the man was livid. By the time he texted me it was already 11 and they HAD to go to the post office and target, for what...I have no idea.

Then he tells me that the guys were talking about going to North Dakota and to Nashville. It was bad enough one of the guys insisted they go to Salt Lake City from Arizona, which turned out to put an extra 800 on their travels cause it is so far north and they could have just cut across the southern part of Utah through to Colorado. So now they wanted to go through three states to get to North Dakota and then go south east through another 3 or so states to get to Tennesee. They could have been more than half way home by now, but they aren't going on any sensible course to get back east, they just keep going north and south out of their way.

So the man is pissed, he hasn't been home since the 16th and he just wants to be done. He is tired of the guys fucking around all morning when they could be riding and actually seeing and visiting stuff. Because by the time they leave they can only get maybe 5-6 hours of riding in for the day.

So that's the status of where the man is. Me, I am just sitting here doing my regular every day shit. I kind of want his trip to be over now. He is having fun, so I don't fault him for it and it's a once in a lifetime kind of thing, so I have the patience to wait for him to get back. I'm just getting bored now.

Update n'stuff

The man has been gone since the 16th. He had to work in San Diego on a show for 5 days.

He shipped his motorcycle there and he and three other guys are currently riding back east.
They left on Thursday afternoon, going south to Yuma Arizona. Then from Yuma to the Grand Canyon. Then Grand Canyon to Park City Utah. They left Park City sometime late morning and that's the last I have heard from him. They were heading to Colorado, not sure what town. I am assuming the lack of text messages is either there is very little to no signal out in the mountains or his phone died.

I usually get a phone call or message when they finally hit a hotel. So hopefully they had a good day of riding and I will hear from them soon.

I think I should see him sometime on Monday or Tuesday depending on how many miles they do a day. The last three days they were doing around 400 miles a day, so who knows.

Trip to the loo my darlin'

My parents gave me a bunch of pictures to scan. These are pics of my dad when he was very little.
I was going through them when I found one that just makes me laugh my ass off. It's a picture of my dad, at about 3 yrs old, sitting on the toilet with his legs crossed.

Is it wrong for me to scan that, frame it and put it in my bathroom? Cause I am so doing it.

Cute

This is just too cute

It's Wii-derful

The man got me a Wii for my birthday yesterday! That was the highlight of my day. I usually take the day off for my birthday to just do nothing and chill out. However, since I took off two weeks for the honeymoon, they kind of frowned on it. So I had to work, for the first time, on my birthday and it sucked. There was nothing to do, so I just sat here goofing off on the internet.

I went home for lunch and the man was running around, on the phone doing stuff. Very uneventful.
Back at work he tells me that he has failed. I said failed what? He said he had been trying all day to get me a Wii and couldn't find one. He called 80 Game Stops trying to find one that had them. No no avail. So I was a little bummed but what can you do.

So I got home from work and my parents were at my house making dinner. Yes in my family we get what we want for dinner home made by mom. So I wanted filet mignon, corn on the cob and mashed taters, followed by German Chocolate Cake.

The man tried to give me my presents before dinner, but I wanted to wait. So after dinner he gave me games and controllers for the Wii, telling me that he would try and get a wii as soon as possible but at least we had the controllers and some games to start when we do get it. But then he pulled out another box, which I had already seen on the floor, and that had the wii in it. YAY! He got me the Wii!!

I can seriously understand why so many people want it, it is so much fun to play. I played for a good 3 hours yesterday and I am itching to get home to play again.

The man wants to get the Wii Fit so that he can work out to it. He was at home today playing the boxing game working up a sweat, so maybe it could work for him. Who knows.

Now I have to go out and get him something for his birthday, which is on Saturday. Probably going to buy him another DS because he left his last one on the plane coming home from our honeymoon. He is seriously like a kid sometimes when it comes to losing things.

And so continues our summer of birthdays. The new nephew is on the July 1, I am the 7th, my g-mom is the 9th, the man is the 12th, my brothers fiancé is the 17th, my sisters is the 23rd and my sister-in-law's is the 31st.

In Pain

So I went to my trainer two days ago after an absence of a month.
I don't know what the hell happened but suddenly my shoulder has no strength in it. It is my arthritic owwie shoulder (thanks so much sports as a kid). But I didn't think a month off would put it in this state. I could barely press 10lbs. And now it hurts so bad I can barely lift my arm. Just lifting my arm to put in a cd hurts.
Now I have to put off the gym again until it starts to feel better. Damnit!

In other news, not much is going on in this neck of the woods. Tomorrow is Independence Day, so I get the day off. I am having people over for a bbq and if they want they can stay until fireworks, since they are done a block or so away. The cool thing is we can watch them from my backyard, so we don't have to deal with the crowds.

So last night I was cleaning and organizing the man's mess of a filing cabinet. I don't know how he finds anything. Everything is stuffed in there and half folded or crinkled so that it takes up more space. So I sat on the floor and put everything in it own folder to be named later when I get the damn tab things. Looks like I am going to be the one to deal with the bill filing, so that it doesn't become a total mess.

Then I went on to clean the living room, which was a tad dusty. And I found the most foul thing on the shelves. Shoved against the side, so that I couldn't see it from across was room, was a beer bottle with a bit of beer left in it. I am not sure how long it had been sitting there, but there was mold floating in it and a spider. Freaking disgusting. I can only assume the man left it there on our wedding day when we had people over and we got tanked. But still freaking gross. *shudder*

I still have some cleaning left to do. The kitchen needs a scrubbing and you always have to make sure the bathrooms are clean when you have company over. And our bedroom is a dust ball. SO that will be my evening tonight.

I have an hair appointment today too. My hair has made it to the middle of my back and that is just way too long for summer. My hair is so heavy and thick it makes me crazy and I just need to hack it off. I would go really short, but I know the man would be sad, so I think to the shoulders is as much as I am going to cut off.

So it would be nice to get out of work early so I don't have to fight traffic to get to the appointment. But I don't think that is going to happen. The boss is going on a 2 week vacation to Isreal and when he is going to be away for a while, he spazzes and panics and we end up having to stay even when we don't have any work to work on. Oh well, that's the way it goes I guess.

Oh well, I have rambled enough for now. Not that I am boring that many of you. Just my one reader in Canada. Hello Canada.

Have a good weekend.

Proofs

The proofs for my wedding have been posted online.
So I figured I would post two of them to show off how awesome my dress was!

It's all about the back. And it was a gigantic hit, which was what I was going for. I couldn't have a plain old dress, I had to go different.

Stolen Quizzes

Dykewife had this on her blog and I had to check it out.

Your Slanguage Profile

Aussie Slang: 100% Canadian Slang: 75% Prison Slang: 75% Victorian Slang: 50% British Slang: 25% New England Slang: 25%

What Slanguage Do You Speak?

I don't know how to feel about this... Aussie Slang 100%?

And now for...

crappy cell phone pics of my vacation to hawaii. Because someone is bitching I haven't posted and I can't be arsed to come up with something to talk about right now.

First outlook we stopped at in Princeville, Kauai









Our convertible mustang (about every 4th car was a convertible mustang)









A cheesey luau in Kaui. We met a really cool couple from Manchester UK.
Afterwards we got completely pissed at our hotel with them. And the boys decided to get a little nekkid in the pool.










The Napali Coast from our 5 hour snorkeling/booze cruise. The day after the booze crazed night.









the Napali coast from the land side atop the Waimea Canyon









A really far away waterfall along the Road to Hana in Maui (it's there I swear)









A tiki we bought at another luau in Maui










So there you have it crappy cell phone pics from my hawaiian holiday.

OMG the coolest thing happened...

ok so we get picked up for our honeymoon this morning at 5 am. Flight is at 7.
We get to the airport ok and check in and all that jazz. Then we realize that we aren't sitting together. Nice start to a honeymoon right? We even asked to see if we could change it, and nothing.

So we suck in up in the back of the plane, each of us on either side of the plane stuck in the center. Totally uncomfortable and it sucked.

So we get to Phoenix and check in and AGAIN we aren't sitting next to each other. So we goo eat and sit at the gate. When they announced that there were a few first class seats left for a $250 upgrade per ticket. We considered and thought that $500 was way too much. So the man went up to the desk to see if we could at least sit together because it is our honeymoon and we didn't get to sit together on our first flight today. The woman at the desk took our boarding passes and said, well I will see what I can do. A few minutes later they call us back and WE ARE UPGRADED TO FIRST CLASS BABY! 7 hour flight to Kauai in first class. It was awesome. Free food, free booze and room to stretch out. And probably the only time we will be in first class.

Well I have to get to sleep. It's 3:30 am according to my body clock and I got up at 4 am yesterday. I almost want to stay up the extra half hour to make it a full 24 hours awake, but I am falling on my face.

nighty night

It's time

Well folks, I am getting married in the morning. Ding Dong the bells are gonna chime!

Ok sorry for the My Fair Lady outburst.

So I won't be around for a while because we are leaving for Hawaii on Tuesday. So looking forward to the vacation.

See ya in two weeks or so!

Sad News

My cousin died this past Saturday morning. He was 47.

He was a real fun cool guy. I'm gonna miss him.

Childhood flashbacks

A friend of mine just sent me a link of he 50 worst album covers. Freaking hilarious.

Then I get to one of them, and I actually remember the guy on the cover.

Meet Slim Goodbody...
I remember this guy on pbs in the 70s. He wore a full leotard covered painted with muscles and organs, like he was supposed to be transparent. He had little skits on how to eat healthy and how to exercise. If memory serves, he was on Captain Kangaroo. I didn't know he had an album.

Apparently a guy I work with had Slim visit his elementary school.
LOL!!!

Not sure how many people will remember this one. And I think he still exists cause he has a website. too funny.

Trials and tribulations of a license...

...a marriage license.

So the wedding date is damn soon and I figured I should get my ass in gear and apply for the marriage license. Turns out there is a new administration in our town an the person who used to be the registrar, and whom I knew, is no longer there. So I go about trying to find out who is it so I could be sure I had everything I needed to get the license and to be sure someone would be there.

I called last Monday morning, found out who it was and had to leave a voice mail. Tuesday i hadn't heard back, so I call again...voice mail and a second message. Getting more annoyed I call Tuesday afternoon, finally she answers. I confirm the stuff I need and ask if it was ok to come in on Wednesday with the man and my mom, cause we needed a witness (cause suddenly a driver's license is not a concrete piece of identification?). The woman says that would be fine and if she isn't there someone would be able to help me.

Wednesday we go in around 1:30, the time I told the registrar I would come in, and she isn't there. I have to asked 3 people who it is who could help us. A woman comes out of the tax office and says she can help out. We fill out everything, confirm the info and she tells me to come back Monday or Tuesday to pick it up.

Tuesday I decide to go pick up the license during my lunch hour. Thinking I just need to run in and pick it up. Yeah, I was wrong. I go to the office and the registrar is not there, as usual. A woman at a desk tells me that the license is typed up but IT ISN'T SIGNED!!!!! and the registrar is out of the office until after two, which is when I need to be back at work. So I said I didn't think she would need to be here, I was told I could just pick it up. They said well when are you done work, I said 5:00 and they said oh yeah we are closed by then so that isn't good. Finally a woman says she would leave a note for the registrar to sign the form so that I could pick it up on Wednesday. So I leave irritated because it should have been signed adn having to come back again is f-in ridiculous.

So I go back today. Again during my lunch hour. And you know what, the registrar WASN'T THERE! Surprised huh? So the woman who helped me last week was able to get into her office and date the license and give it to me. So I head home.

When I get home I look at the license because I noticed in the office that the woman wrote our social security numbers on the back and then she put an arrow to indicate that the numbers should be swapped. So I was curious as to why she did that.

This is when I almost exploded in anger. Upon my closer look at the license I discover that the farking registrar switch all the information around and it was in the wrong spaces, so it said I was the groom and the man was the bride! So I basically had a completely invalid license. So I tried calling the offices and, of course, no one answers their phones. So I had to go back to show them that they were farking idiots and that I needed a new license. The woman who helped me didn't look too surprised that it was messed up and rolled her eyes and gave an irritated sigh. I told her that this has been the only part in the wedding planning that has been a total pain the ass.

So she went to get another form, and asked where my street was. I told her and she said, well I can't sit here right now and type this out because I have to go pick up my son, and I can't sign it anyway so I have to wait for the registrar to come back to give it to you anyway. So she said she would drop it off at my house tonight. Finally someone who is helpful and wiling to fix their retardedness.

And that has honestly been the most stress inducing part of the whole wedding planning. It has totally put me in a rage this week.

Portrait of a killer...

A SQUEAKY TOY KILLER!!!!!oh the horror!!!

Holy crap

I just saw an article about a woman who is pregnant with her 18th kid. 18th!!!
It's a family who had a tv show on TLC, the Duggers.

I mean I am all for having kids, but 18!

I mean geez her cervix probably doesn't even close any more. No wonder they have so many with such easy access. Is her uterus down to her knees?! Cause after that many pregnancies the stuff inside can't possible hold up as well. After 3 my mom's uterus just gave out and decided to rest on her bladder. So I can't fathom how after 18 pregnancies hers isn't waving the white flag.

In total she has been pregnant for 11 years. I can't even imagine. Just the thought of it makes me tired.

the digital age...

What is it about a new camera that makes the lunatic I am marrying go nuts and try to take a pic of me in the shower. I mean I am standing there shaving the girlie bits and a flash goes off over my head. WTF?
He didn't get anything I basically hugged the curtain, but still!

Our little patch of dirt...

IS NOW BEING COVERED IN GRASS!!!!!!

more pics to come I am sure.
The man is at home "supervising" and sending pics









Update

GRASS

I came into work for this?

I think the idiot sales guy in the office is clipping his toe nails in his office....*shiver*

Just the clipping sound makes me want to hurl.

This is what is sounds like....

when doves cry (parrots scream)....




This is the sound track of my house. Only multiply it by 2 and have it play for 2 hours straight.

No where near Prince music.

Slipping into a coma...

I have been so bored all week long.

Work is slow for some reason.

Thank god for other peoples blogs and their achives, for without them I would have poked my eye out with a pencil by now.

Under Construction...again

Finally after 3 weeks of waiting the materials for our fence have come in.

Yesterday the man and his dad rented an auger and went to digging some post holes.
Two of them were a pain in the ass because of massive amounts of concrete burried in our yard and roots from our huge tree. But by 7:30 we had it done.

So I left for work this morning and the man went to putting it together. After one hitch (they cut the holes to small on one of the posts) he was rolling along.

by 9:30
the first section was up.







By 10:10
the second section was done.






I am wondering if he is going to send me a pic for all 7 sections. Only time will tell.

Once the fence is done we are going to sod the whole yard, so that we can finally have grass. We haven't had grass in the back yard since we moved in. When we moved in there were two small trees, a brick wall planter area around that and a pond in the corner where the fence is going. The rest of the yard was pavers with stuff growing through them and the rest was mulch. I think the people that lived there previously must have hated mowing the lawn, so they just got rid of it. And along the edges of the yard was overgrown irises. The roots of them were all over the place. I have been ripping it out since we moved in, not because I don't like it but because it is everywhere. It's growing in the middle of the lawn in the front. It seems to just move to new places when I rip it out.

The front yard was another nightmare. There were 15-20 completely overgrown, never trimmed azalea's, pachysandra and ivy. Then there was a small patch of grass maybe 10-20 ft in the middle with some odd palm tree looking thing in the middle. Oh and iris's everywhere there too. We still find it trying to come up in the middle of the front lawn.

Oog I hurt and other good times

This weekend was a little more entertaining than I have had in a while.

Saturday was our neighborhood Progressive Dinner. It is a lot of fun. It involves going to a different neighbors house for each course of dinner. And everyone walks through the neighborhood with their wine or beer coolers to all the houses. So there was an appetizer, salad, entree and desert house. We skipped the apps because it was at the asshole neighbor who called the township on us's house, yup them. So we went right to salads at the scheduled time. It was cool, turns out it was a the house of a guy who I grew up living two houses away from. The other courses were at two houses that had been remodeled and I became jealous of their kitchens. But it was really fun.

Sunday the man decided that he wanted to insulate and sheet rock the garage. This involved a trip to Home Depot. Which is not usually a big deal. But we managed to get a cart that would not go straight. And once you have 14 sheets of sheet rock and insulation and spackle becomes a freakin nightmare. Just trying to maneuver the damn thing was evil. The man was in the front pulling and I was pushing and trying to steer the damn thing. It was all a pain but we made it to the checkout, but as we are going through people were just getting in the way. I mean we had a HUGE load of stuff and were saying hey look out we don't want to hit you, and people wouldn't get out of the way, we almost knocked a bunch of people over.
And while trying to get it through checkout the man pulled the damn thing and it started turning, and my hand happened to be in the way and it got crushed. Instant purple knuckles and swelling. Then when we finally got it almost out the door, IT HAPPENED AGAIN! So my left hand is freakin killing me.

We finally got it outside and someone came over to help us. Yes this whole time people were just watching us struggle with the damn thing.

So now my left hand hurts, and my trapezius muscle is all tight and owwy from pulling the damn cart and lifting sheet rock.

We almost got the garage done though. It's about 3/4 sheet rocked now, so soon we will be able to put up shelves and build a work bench and stuff to organize our crap. YAY

Mouse Update

I think we may be mouse free. To ease Dykewife's mind, we have field mice in our area. Leetle tiny brown field mice. I think those are the only one's I have ever seen around here. I grew up in a house that backed up to woods and we had mice every once and a while and they always looked the same, leetle and brown.

Now my only problem is dealing with the smell. The man can't smell it, but I can because I know the smell from dealing with them at my mom's and at my first house. It's a rather specific rotting smell.

So I am attempting to cover it by placing glasses with peppermint oil soaked cotton balls in areas where we caught the little fuckers. I think it's working because I am smelling peppermint when I walk around the house, so that's a good thing.

Spam phone call

I just got a random call on my cell phone, of all things.

It was from a number I didn't recognize and I almost didn't answer it. But I am retarded and bored so I answered.

It was some pleasant sounding woman saying she was calling from a publisher company in Ohio. She said I had entered a contest to win 25k, a trip to Australia, a new car and a room remodeled in my home. Just for entering I would be receiving 4 magazines, such as Good Housekeeping, Elle, Glamour and Rachel Ray, for 48 months for free. They only wanted to verify my address. TO which she did and then asked how the weather was in NJ. I said fine and she said looks like spring is here. Then she said that they like to get information about magazine readers and she had a few questions to ask me. Starting off with my age.

*Brakes squeel*

I stopped her here and said listen I am at work right now and I really can't sit on the phone and go through a list of questions with you. She said would after work hours be better? I said well do I really need to answer your questions? And she got snotty with me and with a "of course you do" tone she said Yes.
I said well then no thank you. And hung up.

The only thing I remember filling out that had a chance to win a trip to Australia was at that damn bridal show my mom made me go to.

I have since looked up the phone number and found stories from other people who got a call from the same number. A lot of these people were women who had filled out something at David's Bridal and who ordered the Bender Ball video.

For future reference if you get a call from 216-456-8038, don't answer it.

Phone solicitor assholes!

Decomposition...

Ok so we had the mice thing. They ate poison. Now my house smells like dead mice.

I envision my vents with smell lines waving out of them.

It's supposed to be warm this weekend, so we will probably have the windows open and hopefully that will help.

I also put glasses with peppermint oil soaked cotton balls in the areas where we caught the mice, so I am hoping that works too.

Not much we can do, cause I am not going to go around punching holes into the walls and ceilings to find the mice that met their demise.

WTW?!

why did the death of martha stewart's dog make the news?

I mean it's on the MSNBC main page. Is this really news for the masses?

We're Infested

I have been sitting here for days on end thinking I had nothing to blog about. Then I realized that I forgot to tell the story about our mouse infestation. Warning to super animal lovers, this involves the death of the critters.

First off, some of you may or may not know, that we live in an 80 year old house. Plaster walls a little drafty and all that jazz. You also know that we had our garage torn down and rebuilt, that's old news.

Well it seems that around the time of the tearing down, we got a few mice in the house. We figured it was from the destruction of the garage because we saw mice scurrying out of it when it came down. The monkey had seen one scurry under the oven once or twice, so I got some mouse traps that are supposed to be all nice and easy. They mice are supposed to go inside this round plastic thing and the trap closes on them trapping them inside, so you don't have to see them and you just throw the whole thing out.

Well these traps suck and I think the mice thought so too and would dance around them in joy and mocking.

We didn't see any mice, so we figured from lack of food that they had gone. Until about a month ago. The monkey was going nuts around the floor cabinet by her food bowl. She was scratching and crying and sniffing like a lunatic. So I decided to investigate.

I pulled the drawer out and I found a whole bunch of junk underneath. Old papers and towels and trash from the previous owner. And within all that lovely stuff was mouse shit. I groaned. I pulled everything out and cleaned up the whole area, meanwhile the dog is still going out of her mind. Then I decided to investigate the other drawers. In each and every drawer was mouse shit. In the towel drawer in one of the towels was mouse shit and dog food. The little fuckers were taking the dog food and hiding in the drawers to eat it. In the bottom drawer I found that they were storing the dog food in the trash bag box, so they didn't have to expose themselves to get a snack.

This pissed me off and I decided it was war.

I went out and got the old fashioned spring loaded traps. And I preceded to put them under every drawer and behind the water cooler by the monkey's bowl. And then I waited.

By the evening I had caught 2.

That night the monkey was crying and sniffing by the vent in our bedroom. I thought great now they are upstairs, where there is NO food at all. But we had an advantage, our upstairs bathroom tub has an access door in the stairwell. So I opened that up and from there you can see all the ceiling beams and I thought maybe they were traveling across the ceiling and up and down the pipes to the basement. So I put a trap in there. Within 5 minutes we had another one and the dog was going nuts again.

So I set all the traps again and tried to go to bed.

A few nights later, we heard a trap go off and then a scraping clunking noise as it crawled across the ceiling. We think maybe it's tail or a foot just got caught and it was making an attempt to get away. That was creepy.

We also somehow lost 3 traps. We put them in the access hole and when we went to check on them, they were gone. I was beginning to think that they were plotting against us and learning how to make a trap and turn it on us. However, within 2 weeks we had killed 12 mice. And added to our onslaught by putting out 4 boxes of poison, 2 of which were completely eaten. Who knows how many died from it. It had been a week since we caught any, so I checked the access behind the tub yesterday and there was another dead one! That brings our count to at least 13 and who knows if they are gone.

Since the weather is getting better, I think we are going to go around the basement and outside and see if there are any spaces that need to be filled to keep them from getting in. Cause it's just getting gross now.

New Candy

I was browsing the candy section of my neighborhood Walgreens, when I saw NEW CANDY.

I will basically try any candy that says new or limited edition on the wrapper.

This time it was M&Ms. They now have limited edition Wild Cherry M&M's and Indiana Jones Mint Crunch M&M's! The cherry one's aren't that bad. They are medium sized too and bigger is always better when it comes to chocolate. The Mint Crunch ones are like little Thin Mints (Yes the girl scout cookie). They have a cookie like center and the minty flavor. I think I love them.

Sigh

Nothing exciting happened this weekend.

I went to Old Navy with my mom for clothes. Ending up buying $358 worth. But had $190 in gift cards.
And then my mom paid for the remainder! Totally unexpected...I should try milking this getting married thing a little more.

The man worked from Thursday 10pm until 8am Saturday, straight. Yes people 32 hours in a row. I don't think he slept, but he did get the opportunity to shower and change clothes. The shitty thing is that he barked his shin on some stage truss in the first hour of the job. So he ended up walking on it for the other 30 hours. It was really swollen and hurt bad. We think it's infected now, cellulitis, cause it's all red and hot. He has been taking old antibiotics and it seems to be going away. Good thing because he could barely walk on it when he got home. I think I will make him go to the doctor if it's still red by tomorrow.

I had a makeup test for the wedding yesterday. It was a little odd, because I don't usually wear a lot of makeup, I am not very girlie. But I had to go lightly on everything because I hate having that caked makeup look. Plus it's a wedding, so I don't need to look like a hooker.

After that fun time, the man and I went for a motorcycle ride because the weather was nice. Weee!

bad blogger

I know there are only like 2 or 3 or you that check on my little section of the innerwebs, but I am sorry for being a bad blogger.

It's just that nothing remotely interesting has been going on. So I have had no desire to write anything down.
And I don't even want to bore myself by writing down wedding shit.

Work has been no stop busy until a few days ago, so I haven't been able to goof off and write.

My bridal shower was this past weekend. Not really a surprise, I suspected it had to be coming up.
I am not girly by any means, so the whole shower experience isn't exactly my thing. And being the center of attention makes me completely uncomfortable. My future sisters-in-law were completely excited and my mom was crazy excited too. Not exactly sure why cause my mom usually isn't like that. There were like 40 people there and I ended up with 3 car loads worth of stuff, so it ain't all bad.

Oh and yesterday we had a tasting at the venue for the wedding. Food yummy, cake des-lish.

That has been the extent of the last month or so. Ain't I exciting?

It's finally over...

This past weekend was Pre Cana. And all I can say is I am thrilled it's over.

It started off on Friday at 6pm. The reminder told us to be there at 6 and there would be refreshments, snacks and pizza. So the man and I both skipped dinner because we were told there would be food.

We get there and set up on some tables is veggies trays, cheese, some cookies, brownies and some soda and water. So we are thinking ok pre-dinner snack.

More people pile in and sit at the available tables and partake in the snacks. All the while you can hear people asking each other about the pizza. The couples at our table were all saying how they didn't have dinner cause they came right from work and were looking forward to the pizza.

So 6:30 the talks start. Each talk consisted of a couple getting up and giving us their biography on how they met and talks about one of the topics. I don't remember many of them because my stomach was eating itself. The ones I can remember were sex and sexuality (older couple talking about afternoon delights), adjustments in marriage (cute couple in their 70-80s), and the natural family planning talk that told us nothing.

After a talk, you take a test from your workbook and then go over your answers with each other. Then we were all split into groups for group sessions. These lasted about 10 minutes and were basically the couples sitting in a circle staring at each other while the lead couples tried to get us to talk.

After that a short break followed by another talk, test, group.

After the second group session there was a break and we noticed that the lead couples were eating. What were they eating....PIZZA!

So the man gets up with our reminder flyer and says to the lead peeps "Hey alot of us are wondering when we are going to get pizza." To which one of them says, "oh that's tomorrow." To which the man replies while holding up the flyer "Not according to this." They said "oh well that's a typo, the pizza is for lunch tomorrow." The man replies "Well you have a lot of pissed off people out here who haven't eaten dinner and they are hungry." They shrug, the man sits back down.

I am so hungry I am nauseous. I stuffed myself with cookies trying to get my blood sugar up and was on a sugar roller coaster of nausea. I barely paid attention to the rest of the evening because I felt so horrible. We got out at 9 and hit up a Wendy's for dinner.

The next morning was day 2 of pre cana. I woke up at 5 so sick I didn't know what to do with myself but I knew I had to make it to pre cana which lasted from 8:30-3. I basically overdosed on pepto bismol to stop any kind of unplanned evacuation.

When we got there they had a breakfast of donuts and bagels. I forced a donut down and hoped for the best.

More talks, tests and group sessions. The a holy hour, which was basically a small mass and then either confession or sitting until it was over. This is when we began text messaging everyone to complain about how much this sucked.

Holy hour was followed by the pizza, 18 hours too late. A few more talks and we were outta there by 2:30.

Seriously I didn't get much out of the whole ordeal. The whole idea of pre cana is to talk about things you may not have talked about. Like do you want kids, or how you are going to handle finances. I mean the man and I have been together for 3 years now. If you haven't talked about stuff like that in that amount of time, there is something seriously wrong with you and you don't know your partner. Maybe it's helpful for younger couples, who knows.

The common sense continues

Since I can't sit and listen to a freaking lecture while at work, I have been listening to the Sexual Common Sense cd in the car on my 5 minute commute. So I get about 20 minutes a day in snippets.
The damn thing is beginning to infuriate me. It's a lecture by a Ph.D. who is obviously skewed in one direction of the issue.

Today's lovely factoid got into "chemical contraception". She rattled of side effects of the pill that I haven't heard nor experienced. She claims that studies have shown that the pill causes irritability, ovarian cysts, weight gain and lowered sex drive.

Now anyone who has a television and is barraged with the countless Yaz and other oral contraception commericals knows that this is clearly false. Most of them are now touted as diminishing irritability, I can vouch for that myself. As for weight gain, I didn't see any and most really only make you gain 2-5 lbs initially but that evens out as you continue to take it. I have never heard of the pill causing ovarian cysts and I think my sister, who is a doctor and on the pill as well, would have mentioned that as a side effect. And if it was I think she would be smart enough to not take the damn thing and prescribe it to people let alone her sister. I have heard of diminished sex drive in some people, but nothing that makes a gal completely frigid.

And nothing kills a sex drive more than a screaming child. Nuf said

The weirdness continues...

Ok so we have to go take a premarital class, right? So the other day I got a package in the mail confirming our enrollment in this class. And along with the directions and what not is an audio cd.

Curious I turn it over and it's titled "Sexual Common Sense"

They are teaching the "natural family planning" method on audio cd now!!!!!!!

Hilarious.

Now the area I grew up in had rather extensive Health Classes in school. Junior year of high school we had "family living", where the teacher actually talked about different flavors of lubricant, positions, family planning and other methods of contraception, and stuff like that, so I think I am covered. Not to mention my sister was a sexual health advocate in college and is currently a doctor. I don't think I need this cd.

I am actually listening to it in the car. It's more sociology class than sex ed, so it's boring and lame.
I have to fill out a survey to tell if this cd was useful to me. Hehe

The Journey Continues

Yesterday the man and I had to go to our church and meet with the priest to take a test. It's basically a bunch of questions designed to get subjects out in the open that you may or may not have dealt with.

It was called FOCUS, I can't remember what it stands for but it was a list of statements that you either had to agree or disagree on. And it was scantron (the high school flashbacks were nifty)

It was basically quick and easy. There really isn't a grade, and if you're tests don't match up it's not like the priest won't marry us. It's just an interesting exercise that he likes to have couples do.

The questions were run of the mill. But there were a few that made me laugh.
Examples:

Agree, Disagree or Undecided

Your partner does things that annoy you.
I feel pressured to get married.
My partners family is interfering with our wedding plans.
My partners appearance is too important them.
My partner acts inappropriately in public.
I think I will be uncomfortable being naked in front of my partner. BWAH HAHAH
The sexual relationship we have is an example of Jesus' love.

That's just a taste. It didn't take long but some of the questions were so weird. I am not a religious person, and I really don't like the stuffy confines that comes with church. I don't think I need to go to a building to be spiritual. But I grew up going and I believe it did mold my morals as a person, so I guess it can't be all bad.

I am trying to not talk so much about my wedding, because I find people that obsess over it to be so irritating. So if I start blathering on about it too much, someone say something.

Slow Tuesday

I am sitting here with nothing to do. It's been a while since that has happened. Which explains the lack of frequent posting. I guess if this little area of the interweb was more popular I would feel a little more guilty about it.

So I am sitting here with random thoughts going through my head.

Random thought 1:
A chick I used to be friends with emailed me a few months ago (in a mass email) asking for my address to send invitations to her wedding. Now I haven't heard from this chick in over a year and I only hear from her if I call her. And when I talk to her, it's all about her. It's the "J Show" with occasional commercial breaks to ask what I am up to, followed by more of the "J Show". So needless to say I ignored her email. She met the guy in July and is getting married this March. This is her second marriage, I went to the first wedding and didn't think it would last. I don't have much confidence in this one either. I didn't invite her to my wedding.

Random thought 2:
For some reason my old roommate popped into my head and I was wondering how she was doing in her marriage. She met the guy online and was engaged after 8 months. Just wondering if they are still together and if they did the whole baby thing yet.

Random thought 3:
Been thinking of first dance songs for my wedding. I don't like all of the stereotypical ones, so I was thinking something unique and not heard at weddings that often. Any suggestions?

Those are the ones floating round at the moment. Nothing huge, mostly unimportant drivel.
That's what happens when I have nothing to work on for most of the day. Day dreaming and thinking about stupid shit.

BP can suck it!

Yes I am referring to the BP gas stations.

I went to fill up the other day to a station that is conveniently on my way home. It so happens to be a BP station that I have been going to for years. Well this time after I told the guy to fill it up regular ( yeah in Jersey we don't pump our own gas, it's against the law hehe) I noticed something new. They had two prices for all the grades of gas. One price was for cash, the other was 3 cents higher per gallon for credit. WTF!!!!!

Well they lost me as a customer, I am going to go across the street to the WAWA, where they don't do that.
What whores!

He Really IS Everywhere!!

Upon inspection...it's amazing!



LOL














They find jesus in the strangest places!

Lingering Nerve Pain

I know I know, it's been over a week. (only 1 or 2 of you really noticed anyway)

Nothing much has been happening, except for a lot of pain, a lot of advil, and a lot of liquid nourishment.

The pain is subsiding, but still there. I still don't want to eat solid foods because stuff gets stuck in the hole left by my missing tooth. I can't wait until it closes up. I would give me joy.

Other things that happened:

• Ordered my wedding invitations
• Registered for wedding stuff
• First fitting of wedding dress
• Received wedding invitations

That's about the long and short of it. God why do I continue to even blog?

MOTHER FORKER

My chin is itchy. But it's also numb. So scratching can't be felt. So it stays itchy!!!!!!!

Kill me

Comfortably Numb?

So I left work today to have one of my wisdom teeth removed. I wasn't too thrilled about it and was rather anxious for it to be over.

I get there a half hour early to fill out "paperwork". Then I sat and waited an hour to get into the exam room. I sat there for another 5-10 min before the doctor even came in. He numbed me... a lot. 3 shots, one that hit some nerve that made my sinuses feel like they were on fire. Then he left for it to take effect. I proceeded to become numb from the middle of my chin to my ear (Yes my ear is numb to the touch).

He also took this time to tell me I should get the other three teeth removed (even though they aren't causing problems, hurting or in the way...yes I think he's a Nazi)

He finally came back 10 minutes later, or so. The told me that if it was a cooperative tooth it would take 5 minutes and I would have some pain later. If it wasn't cooperative it would take 10 minutes and drilling and hammering would be needed to get it out (EEEEK!).

He told me I would feel pressure and maybe her some crunching noises if the tooth breaks (hurk, gag). Then he put some clampy mouth opener thingy in my mouth, I only assume so that I wouldn't bite him, and started tugging and wiggling.

Luckily it was an easy bugger and came out without too much destruction.

I am now still numb, I had pudding for lunch (YAY PUDDING), I had the largest piece of gauze ever in my mouth, and I am tasting blood which is making me feel a tad icky. But I am back at work, because I am a trooper and I totally rock the pony ass.

That's my drama for the day.

how many five year olds could you take...

...in a fight.

I found this link today and it just made me laugh, so I had to take the survey and see how I would do.
I mean who wouldn't?

30

Stolen Fun

I stole this from Seismic Twitch who stole it from someone else.

You are in a band. Your band is about to release their first CD. Now, follow these directions to build it. Go to

1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first article title on the page is the name of your band.

2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The tail (last three or four words) of the very last quote is the title of your album.

3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4. Use the graphics program of your choice to put them together into your first CD.

And then the song list

Go to Random Title Generator and get your list of songs on the album:

Invisible Stream
The Burning Witch
Lords of Visions
The Fairy's Legend
The Touch of the Twins
Rose in the Lords
Playful Husband
The Missing Names
Edge of Alien
The Slave's Danger
The Game of the Flame
Winter in the Wife

That was fun!

My Life

I am taking on the meme posted by Only Me.

List years from 2007 to earliest you can remember and next to each year write down what you remember most from that year.

2007 - Got engaged to the man. Sold my house.

2006 - Disney World trip with the man. Buy house and move in together.

2005 - Met the man in February, crap roommate moved out, friend T moved in.

2004 - Got my precious puppy, Rooster (aka the monkey)

2003 - Kenny Roger's tour bus. Meet C in June. Break up with C, right around Christmas, perpetuating me hating Dec. 13 Date a bunch of guys in air force.

2002 - Rehired to job. Bought my first house in Sept. First housemate.

2001 - Searching for own house, dumped K for cheating on me (Dec. 13), fired from job the following week, bad Christmas this year.

2000 - Buy first car on my own. Get laid off in Spring, live off severance and unemployment. Get current job in October.

1999 - Visit San Francisco, have sweat surgery.

1998 - Lose a ton of weight, get first car of my own, graduate college. First job in my field

1997 - College, co-op job drinking and smoking lots, crap trip to Nags Head

1996 - College, co-op job drinking and smoking lots

1995 - class, drinking and smoking lots

1994 - Drive by bonnetting. graduate high school, work, start college in Sept. Pop-Pop dies.

1993 - high school, powderpuff football, work, goofing off. Got license that summer.

1992 - high school, softball, work, goofing off. Exchange student from Germany. Visit Germany in Summer.

1991 - high school, softball, work, goofing off

1990 - middle school, soccer, softball, work, goofing off

1989 - middle school, soccer, softball, goofing off

1988 - trip to cranberry bogs in the spring, Attacked by yellow jackets.

1987 - 6th grade, big hair, soccer, softball, goofing off. Crush on B, but someone told him...so pissed off

1986 - 5th grade had a sleep over where one girl was such a loud wack job that my mom declared no more sleepovers

1985 - joined neighborhood swim team, was really good. Hated coach. 4th had new teacher, with one huge swollen hand, who made us outline everything. Many painful days copying what she wrote on the chalk board.

1984 - first trip to Disney World

1983 - Second grade. Forgot how to read because teacher didn't emphasis reading. She made great banana bread though.

1982 - First grade had teacher stand up for me to a kid who made fun of me for wearing glasses.

1981 - kindergarten, first remembered crush on kid named Max.

1980 - Nursery school, met teacher and cried cause she had a huge growth on her wrist. When school started she had had it removed. Grandmom woke me and sis up because brother was born.

1979 - don't remember

1978 - don't remember

1977 - don't remember

1976 - Born

This goes to show that most of my school years were uneventful and boring as hell.

Crooked lady, with the crooked walk

All I can say is ow.

I went to the gym last night. Ended up on a treadmill. It was ok, but it didn't feel "right". It felt like it was getting stuck and not moving fast enough. I think the belt was sticking or something cause it was squeaking. I think I felt a little twinge, but nothing painful, in my back as well. So I stopped after 5 minutes because i saw an elliptical machine open up.

So I get on the elliptical for 25 minutes and I go home. Nothing major just a half hour work out. I did notice the twinge again on my way out of the car, but I didn't think much of it because it was snowing and I wanted to get in the house as soon as possible.

So I did my usual, drop the bag, let the dog out, let the dog in, grab a snack, and sit on the couch to chill before my shower.

After a half hour or so I decide to go shower and this is where it all gets owwy. Shooting pain in my back just below the middle. I couldn't stand up straight without pain. So I thought I would take a bath to soak.
Then I iced it for a bit and then heating pad. By 10 I really couldn't stand up straight and I hobbled upstairs to take Tylenol PM and into bed I crashed.

Thank god it hurts less this morning. But it still hurts. I really don't know what I did and if I did I would like to know what it was so I can avoid doing it in the future.

Work Slowage

Well it seems I have finished most of my work for the day. Well that's the work that was there this morning, no telling what will show up this afternoon. So I am back to sitting around bored out of my mind, kind of like I was around the holidays. Oh well.

I have a bunch of appointments to make and I don't feel like it. It's like an overwhelming amount of crap that I am going to have to get done. Mostly wedding shit, but not all. Yesterday I set up an appointment to go to the oral surgeon to have my tooth pulled (sad). I still have to get in contact with the music people at the church, call the trainer to set up sessions, set up pre-cana classes (when I find out when they are), call a florist, call to set up a first fitting for my dress (when I find shoes that I want to wear), find a flight to Hawaii and back, pick an invitation, and register somewhere. I am sure there are more things I need to do, but I can't think of any more at the moment.

The registering thing is a pain. Basically because there isn't much that we need that we can register for. We both owned houses, so we have 2 of just about everything. I don't want a set of china, because I don't have anywhere to put it and it seems like an outdated thing to have anymore. I mean my mom has a set and they use it more often now as everyday dishes because it sat in a cabinet for 30 years or so. The man just wants money, but that seems kind of obnoxious to me a little. I mean there are older people being invited to the wedding and traditionally they get you a gift. I think we should at least register for towels and maybe bedding and shit like that, most of ours is old or hand me down type stuff. I really don't know what else to register for, blarg.

I have a few books of invitations to go through. I am not really worried about it, I can order them through my office and get 50% off so that makes things easy. I just have to find one I like.

Something that seemed so far off is suddenly seeming way too close to get everything done.

Planning

We had to meet with a priest at our church today to start the preparation for the wedding. Apparently we are a little behind schedule...oh well. He told me he was going to call me and then didn't.

So we got the low down on what we need to do. We have to meet with him at least 3 times to do paper work and "get to know you" stuff. We aren't doing a whole mass with the wedding because that is annoying and I don't want it. And the priest is totally cool with that, thank god. I was hoping he didn't turn out to be a strict holy roller type guy, and he isn't. I mean when a priest says "cool" and "awesome", he is pretty much ok in my book.

We still need to get into a Pre-Cana class. Which is a class you have to take in order to be married in the Catholic church. Basically it's like pre-marital counseling. It gives you a chance to talk about things you may not have discussed and how to deal with things. I like the idea and I have been told that it is helpful. My brother in law is Jewish and he and my sister took the class and he thought it was very helpful. So we will see how that all pans out.

Well that's all I have for today.

New shit different day

I have actually been busy at work, hence the lack of posting every day.

Not much has been going on, the cold is still lingering. I went to work this morning with minor sinus pain, that escalated by 9:30. So I zipped home to get some decongestant and ibuprofin. That seems to be working for now.

I am trying to get back into a more regular gym going schedule. Maybe this week. The man got me 6 sessions with a personal trainer, maybe that will motivate me. I just need to make an appointment with them first. So procrastination will undoubtedly occur.

Oh well, Must finish my last 15 minutes or so.

Colds suck

So I have been snotty most of the week. I have been on a steady diet of Claritin D during the day and NyQuil (I love you, you motherfucking Q) at night. It's been good times.

The wonder of decongestant is it's miraculous drying abilities. I was so parched I was going through 4 liters of water during work alone. I had chapped lips and everything, it sucked.

And now thanks to the chapped lips I woke up with a lovely cold sore! It hurts and makes me sad. The only cool thing is that I don't get them on the outer edge of my lips so you can see them. No I get them on the inner edge of my lips. This is good because you can't see it, but bad because when I close my mouth just touching my lips together hurts.

Oh and the sinus pressure hasn't gone away yet either. I have an ear popping sensation all the time in my ears and on either side of my nose, which also makes my head feel all wonky and vertigo-y.

Hopefully I will be feeling more normal soon. Or as normal as I can feel.

Snot pocket

I am sick. I had been fighting it off since last Thursday and it finally got me. Damnit.

So I slept like shit cause whatever I took didn't work nor did it keep me asleep as promised.
So I am sleepy and snotty.

I took Claritin D this morning and my snot runneth over....

Weeks in Review

Ok I am back at work and waiting for things to burn/print/save. So I figured I would update.
I haven't been in the mood to blog and I apologize, I hope the few of you who come by to read aren't too annoyed with me.

So Christmas was cool. Christmas eve we go to the man's parent house for gifts and dinner. Christmas morning, the man makes breakfast and we open our prezzies to each other. I got some cool stuff, a 21 in flat screen monitor, ipod shuffle and a Nintendo DS. He got a navigation thing for his car some movies, a robe, tools and socks! Then after we chill for a while we go to my parents house for more presents and brunch.
Then to top off the day we go to the man's sisters house for a Christmas dinner party. I was trying to behave myself in the alcohol department. The man, on the other hand, is another story.

The rest of the week we did nothing. We would get up around 10 or 11 eat breakfast, sit on the couch watching movies until 3 or 4 and then get up and venture outside.

On one of those days, Friday I believe, we went to talk to a travel agent about our honeymoon, just to explore our options. Thought about doing a week of cruising Hawaii and a week in Maui. We opted to use the man's parents time share to get cheap accommodations!!!!! We just have to find a flight at this point. So that is shaping up well.

On Saturday we had to go to the man's work holiday party. We showed up having eaten very little because it is usually a dinner. Not this time. It was butlered horses ovaries and open bar, with very loud music. So by the 3rd screwdriver I was hammered cause I had 4 bit sized pieces of chicken to eat. Eventually we left and met up with a friend who was playing drums for a band a little bar in the city. There we had the best pulled pork sammitch evah! Seriously when you are drunk and hungry food tastes awesome.

Sunday was a holiday party at the man's aunts house. I wasn't in the mood to be social but we went anyway. There were 3 kids under 4 running around the house screaming. There was no where to sit and the man had a tad too much wine. I eventually convinced him to go home when his sister and parents were leaving, even though he wanted another glass.

New Year's eve was very uneventful. Most people had things to do so we invited a few people over. One couple didn't come because one of them had to work. The other came and we just hung out chatting drinking wine. Rung in the new year with some champers and that was about it. New Year's day we slept late again. Went to my mom's for pork and sauerkraut and then the man had to go in to the city to strike the convention center. It was only a 5-6 hour strike thank god.

And then Wednesday it was back to work time. And that was the long and short of my missing time.

I'm alive

I took 11 days off of work and did absolutely nothing. Slept late then moved to the couch to watch tv maybe getting up to go out to do something or other around 3 or 4 in the afternoon then unhealthy food and or alcohol at night and then bed. Shower (maybe). Rinse (only if I showered). Repeat. It was loverly.

Today was my first day back to work started with my car battery being dead. So I had to wake the man to move his truck to jump start my car. It was either that or I took his truck to work leaving him immobile all day (he didn't like that option). Then I get to work to find out that a client is going to come in to sit with me and do all his edits. I don't know if I have blogged about it before but I like this as much as I like a white hot piece of metal stuck in my eye.

Blarg.

Hopefully I will get back to bloggin more frequently in the days to come.

Happy New Year and all that jazz.