Friday, September 28, 2007
Dated July 3rd, 2007
So I realized, yesterday that I have been in Arizona for almost a year now. My the time has flown by! It was definitely one of those holy crap moments that is very surreal. I look back on all that has happened and some of it makes me laugh and some parts of it are a little depressing, but over all it's been mostly blessing after blessing. Things have fallen into place better than I could have imagined. Who would have ever thought that I would end up doing what I am doing now? So not my personality. But I do well at it. While I don't plan on being here forever, for now it works.
What? I couldn't post this without at least one randomly good image. Time for me to go watch some Golden Girls...
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
So to personalize this, about two weeks ago I had brought a frozen "healthy choice" pizza for lunch, but never really got around to eating it. A little back ground on this, in the freezers at work there are some similar boxed meals which have been in the freezer for months! Well, on Friday, I was planning on eating that for lunch. Well imagine my surprise when I get to the freezer and said pizza was no where to be found! Don't worry too much, fortunately I also had another meal in there which I am most certain I had brought in another two weeks prior...meaning that it had been in there for almost a month. Immediately upon finding this I emailed my dear sister to inform her of the coincidence.
"Oh you're gonna die! Jesus doesn't steal Healthy Choice Supreme Frenchbread Pizza either! haha I thought the pizza I brought would still be in the fridge alas no it was thefted...at least I still had the lemon chicken."
She responded fairly quickly "You should totally make a note about Jesus stealing pizza."
To which I said "Yeah except I would never actually post it up here I'd probably get in trouble. I should put up something lame like, 'MISSING: PIZZA' and launch into excessive detail of how delectable it is or was supposed to be until my hopes/dreams were dashed, 'way to ruin my Friday and the weekend. you suck!'"
About five seconds ater sending this second response I came up with the ultimate slogan...
"ENJOY YOUR 'HEALTHY CHOICE' FATTY!"
Ok so it's really truly funny when you know me and the relationship that I have with my sisters and our combined sense of humor....What a week :D That's ok though because it was all made up for by free ice cream being passed out in the afternoon...speaking of healty choices.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Red Neck or White Trash?For the eternal optimistSounds like a trip to VegasA local specialty
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
I did watch a show on how they were made, on the food glorious food channel. The funny thing is I used to turn my nose up at these...that is until I finally had some, about a year ago when my friend got married. Except then I had more self-control, and instead of about ten at a time I had more like one a day...who does that?
But anyway grab yourself a few and try them out I think you will agree that they are fairly tasty. If you happen to be allergic to nuts,
Apparently this traffic cop is a fan of Michael Jackson's
In looking through his other works to find that one I came across this...
I thought to myself that little girl looks so familiar...but honestly I have no idea who she looks like.
Just in case you can't read that sign too well it says Harlett Fest.... I thought to myself, "That's ONE way to sell a house in a slowing market!" Or maybe they are just discretely advertising...They appeal to all types with claims like:
"I'm Beautiful Inside" -for the intellectual
Pool -for the outdoorsy & athletic types
"Reduced Price" -for the cheap skate in all of us(...maybe the beautiful inside and this one go hand in hand?)
And the ever popular multi-lingual facet -for the well seasoned traveller, and those who prefer the exotic.
Who wouldn't want a house with so much to offer? If they are selling, they certainly have come up with a great way for this house to practically pay for itself! However, it is quite scandalous, considering that less than a block away is a smellementary school...
*UPDATE: The garage plays host to a Porsche, BMW SUV, & a Corvette apparently this is a "fruitful" endeavor.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Maybe it's the same thing that happens when you watch too much of the same thing or play DM for too long and you just visualize it everywhere.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
|Your Life is Rated PG|
Your life is pretty family friendly. The worse someone is going to get from you is brief nudity or toilet humor.
|Your Theme Song is Back in Black by AC/DC|
"Back in black, I hit the sack,
I've been too long, I'm glad to be back"
Things sometimes get really crazy for you, and sometimes you have to get away from all the chaos.
But each time you stage your comeback, it's even better than the last!
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Who knew when I started I would have so much to ramble on about? Proof of my womanly prowess. There's been good laughs, some not so happy posts, a couple of rants, and some sap happy expressions of love and appreciation.
I even picked up a few very kick-a$$ bloggy friends who make me laugh every day. There are also other blogs in my repertoire, and although I've tried to delurk on most of these, there are probably a few I have yet to do so on. ;D Wow that was extremely verbose, and not sure that it made a whole lot of sense either.
I like to kick and turn AAAAAAAAAAAANNND pose.
Yay for good times
yeah yeah yeah I know it's a little late for that, but better late than never
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
A is for age: 24 what's funny is that half the time when people ask me how old I am I don't remember I really have to think about it
B is for breakfast: Fresh pineapple, ginger snaps, and a handful of supplements
C is for career: professional obsessive compulsive in accounting
D is for dog's name: I wish I had my own but I still claim the family dog Emma & MW's, Cody, as he is almost more excited to see me than BL these days ;) I have also been given permission to claim two more precious puppers PH & DZ I love them all!
E is for essential item I use everyday: toothbrush, floss
F is for favorite TV show: Alias.
G is for favorite game: chicken foot
H is for hometown: Columbia, SC
I is for instruments I play: used to be a little piano, but it got stepped on so now I have to use the regular sized one
J is for favorite juice: pomegranate
K is for kitchen, what color is it?: some off-white eggshell, ecru, yada yada yada
L is for the last place I ate out: Applebee's
M is for Marriage:
"Mrs D, Mrs I, Mrs F F I, Mrs C, Mrs U, Mrs LTY-"
"WHY ARE ALL THESE WOMEN MARRIED?"
N is for nickname: BBC, SJ, etc.
O is for overnight hospital stays: Thankfully only shortly after I was born.
P is for people I was with today: 26 & counting
Q is for quote: “The less you felt, the louder you proclaimed your selfless love and servitude to others, in dread of ever letting them discover your own self, the self that you betrayed, the self that you kept in concealment, like a skeleton in the closet of your body. And they, who were at once your dupes & your deceivers, they listened and voiced their loud approval, in dread of ever letting you discover that they were harboring the same unspoken secret. Existence among you is a giant pretense, an act you all perform for one another, each feeling that he is the only guilty freak…”
R is for regret: letting little things bother me.
S is for sport: I can watch any sport live not via TV. To play, I prefer non-contact sports.
T is for time I woke up today: 6:23...LATE!
U is for favorite piece of undergarment: My black biker complements of SewHot...to keep my thighs from making out like two hormonal teenagers.
V is for last vacation I took: what's a vacation?
W is for worst habit: preference for hermitage
X is for number of xrays: too many to count! Yay for the teeth!
Y is for yummy food I ate today: Carolina's, fresh pineapple, ginger snaps.
Z is for zodiac: Taurus
Monday, September 10, 2007
I'm presently suffering from a bout of feeling rather uninspired about anything even the regular nonsense of the day to day. Translation: no blog inspiration. Although...what literary term is that called? Is it considered ironic because I'm blogging about having nothing to blog about? If that infamous show about nothing were still on the air this would be great material. However I do find myself fresh out of material. I'm going to be living this week because: This little sass muffin needs a break!
I'm going on vacation...
Why? you ask, because...I'm sure I'll overhear something of random amusement, until then I leave you with this conundrum...
If cats always land feet first, and buttered toast always lands buttered side down, what will happen if you strap buttered toast buttered side up to the back of a cat and toss it?
Friday, September 7, 2007
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
On Saturday morning, I decided to properly celebrate moving out of the emotionally toxic waste dump that was my former apartment (ok so maybe it wasn’t that bad, or at least I didn’t think it was, but whatev the reign of terror is over.)
It was so good I cried a little
(ok so I almost starting sobbing uncontrollably, but I loved every minute of it! and I’m going back for seconds this weekend! yay for coupons)
But I digress…
So the room is finally pulled together and looking good.
I decided to go ahead and call it a night.
I crawled into bed looking forward to the grand possibility of sleeping in the next day…
Bright & early Monday morning roughly between the hours of two and three am my closet decided to spontaneously combust.
Translation: the pole came crashing down. Having been through this experience a couple years ago, I promptly rolled over and went back to sleep & while nodding off again thought, “I’ll handle this tomorrow.”
About 6 hours later I emerged fully refreshed and ready to face the daunting task ahead…yeah right
But I got up anyway having completely forgotten about the whole closet thing. When the incident was refreshed to my memory, I removed the clothing from the fallen rod. I examined the fixtures and realized that the weight of the everything that was hung on the bar was too much for the flimsy fixtures that were in there, and not only that but this had not been the first time something like this had happened either. I thought to myself, “Maybe it wouldn’t have come down if I didn’t have so many skeletons in the closet” ;)
So ever in need of help, I called Lady for some expert creative advice. I got quite a few suggestions as to how to proceed with the fixing of the problem. I decided to try out the first one which was to install a closet organizer so I trot myself on over to the closest hardware store. Thankfully it’s less than a mile from the house.
I also intended to put up the same hardware just slightly reinforced, this meant a few other fastening accoutrements to secure the flange. I realized after I left the store that this installment would also require the use of some tools, which I did not have in my possession. Naturally, I gave Methodical Wormer a call to procure said instruments.
I returned to the scene of the crime, opened the box and much to my chagrin this required the use of other instruments which I have no tolerance for (OK so I have the tolerance to use this stuff, but being OCD means that the quest for perfection would exceed the length of my patience). I thought, I can eye it up or just “fake it” so in testing the height of the equipment I also discovered that this white elephant I was thinking of installing would be completely obsolete. Frustration, anguish, a phone call & a foot of duct tape later the white elephant was returned to the store!
Post ridding myself of said nuisance, I took my second tour of the local hardware store which included stops at the plumbing supply section as well as the closet section. I love my ghetto fab life! I even nosed around the power tools section paying particular attention at this point of interest, but hurriedly decided I need to go home and get this done today, so straightway went to the checkout. The individual who was checking the merchandise, questioned my particular choice of closet rod combo’d with my choice of flange. I must note here that it was glittersmama’s suggestion that “[I] should have hit the criticizing man at Lowe's with the seven foot piece of pipe that [I was] purchasing. Not here, or here so much, but right along here...”
Where was I?
As soon as I was out of the store I immediately phoned Lady, recounted the happening, and during this conversation with her determined that since MW’s cordless drill was dead & I had no idea where to begin looking for the charger; it was high time I acquired one of my own. So…you guessed it. ROUND 3 :D At least this time I didn’t have to drive all the way home & back to figure it out ;) Except this time I called Loofy, (Lady’s husband) to get the low down on what goods to purchase. After about 5 minutes it was a done deal.
By this time there was a wonderful perfume filling the air that was coming from the other end of the parking lot. What was it you ask well let me show you…
I get the goods home, and alas to my dismay, I find out that the new battery requires a minimum charge of 9 hours…double grr. I found a few things to distract me and take up time to prepare for the next step in this lovely process and discovered that it required yet another trip to my new found hangout. Except this time I knew exactly what I needed and where to get it. I was a woman on a mission!
I return home. Battery still needs to charge. I realize that hoping I would be able to complete the project on this day was futile. This came only after bullseye hopping for about 3 hours and returning MW’s now dead battery drill. I took the clothes off my bed and then placed them neatly on the floor.
I marked where I was going to place the flanges, and then collapsed into bed.
Tuesday evening after work, I mounted the flanges as well as the now severely deformed center support before heading off to ballet. I plan on finishing this sweet little project this evening. Hopefully it won’t take FOR-EV-ER.
One thing I have learned thus far is that I like playing with power tools!