These past few months have been rough...looking for a job and feeling like a bum. As I sit here contemplating the holiday, I know that I truly do still have a ton to be thankful for.
I have a home over my head, family and friends that love me (or pretend very well), the cutest nephew (and adopted nephews) on the planet, 2 adorable and brilliant dogs, a kickbutt hot tub, and many other joys to help occupy my empty days.
God blessed me with a creative mind and spirit, as well as friends and family that encourage that. He blessed me with laughter, tears, and sometimes a mixture of both. God blessed me with the capacity to love, care, and share with others. I'm blessed to feel at home in most settings and to not really know a stranger. I'm blessed to have the willingness to make mistakes, the drive to learn from them, and the determination to use that knowledge to move forward in future endeavors.
I'm blessed...and so are all of you. Sometimes it's easier to dwell on what we don't have, what we've lost, or what we feel we deserve or are missing out on...but sometimes it's pretty humbling when we sit back and really realize all that we DO have in our lives.
Happy Thanksgiving to you, my friends. Love and Hugs!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Craft Fair Insanity
Yesterday was mom and I's first craft fair as vendors. It was interesting and a good practice run for the bigger one in Liberal. Mom's trees looked dynomite...and I think my jewelry, magnets, and windchimes did too. Everyone loved the windchimes but I sold a lot of magnet sets.
Amy...you should be able to see a bucket of your recycled newspaper bags in one of the photos...you can't read the sign but it told about them. We'll put em out at the Liberal one too!
Poor Dad...it's so not his thing...even though he drills all the holes in my silverware for the chimes, cuts spoons for some of my necklaces, made the 2 fun blue displays for my necklaces, and helps load, unload and tried to help set up and decorate (we told him to stop! ha). He walked around, talked to a bunch of strangers, kept seeing if we needed anything....and spent the rest of the time in the car reading. Why he didn't just go to my house and watch tv or nap or something...is beyond me.
My friend, Hailey, was a huge help too. She helped unload and load everything. Who knew that would be soooo much work. Everyone's feet were killing us by the end of the day!! I can't wait for the Liberal show...will be a ton more vendors, a ton more people, and should be a ton more fun AND sales. Cross your fingers and toes! ha
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Is it Christmas time yet?!?!
For those of you that have told me you wanted something from my website or for those that haven't seen it yet:
You have just a few weeks left before I start hitting the craft shows...and hopefully will be selling out of what I've got. So if you wanted anything for yourself or for Christmas gifts....better get on it my friends. For those that will be there...I am having a booth in the Goodland craft fair (Nov. 22nd) and the Liberal Folk Art Festival (Dec. 5-7th) as well as at least 1 other. I will also have some things I've made at the shows that are not on my website because the cost of shipping would just be dumb...for instance, some really funky and cool windchimes made with kitchen tools, pretty beads, and silverware!
Come see me (and my mom- she's got some amazing Christmas trees or if you're in Liberal, she'll even come to your house and do your Christmas decorating...and if you've never seen her house at Christmas...she's phenomenal...was on the Christmas tour several times). Anyway...there ya have it.
rubesdesigns.etsy.com is the link...or you can click to the photos on the right column of my blog and it should take you there also.
Peace.
You have just a few weeks left before I start hitting the craft shows...and hopefully will be selling out of what I've got. So if you wanted anything for yourself or for Christmas gifts....better get on it my friends. For those that will be there...I am having a booth in the Goodland craft fair (Nov. 22nd) and the Liberal Folk Art Festival (Dec. 5-7th) as well as at least 1 other. I will also have some things I've made at the shows that are not on my website because the cost of shipping would just be dumb...for instance, some really funky and cool windchimes made with kitchen tools, pretty beads, and silverware!
Come see me (and my mom- she's got some amazing Christmas trees or if you're in Liberal, she'll even come to your house and do your Christmas decorating...and if you've never seen her house at Christmas...she's phenomenal...was on the Christmas tour several times). Anyway...there ya have it.
rubesdesigns.etsy.com is the link...or you can click to the photos on the right column of my blog and it should take you there also.
Peace.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Meanieheads
Last night I finally sat down to balance my checkbook and pay bills. I logged in to my online banking and immediately was confused by some charges to random places that I knew I hadn't made. Blockbuster in Texas, Napster in NY, and other random companies. They were mostly in Texas and Arizona. Anyway, I looked for a 800 # for my bank, but it was all automated, no real person. So through some friends, I ended up talking to someone from the bank at about 8:30 last night. From the time I had logged in, about an hour earlier, to when she logged into the bank system it went from about 8 or 9 transactions to about 35!!! They could tell from their side that it was my debit card information being used and not my account numbers. So they hotcarded my debit card so it couldn't be used and any of the charges that were still just preauthorizations would be denied.
Then this morning I had to go in and fill out dispute forms for EACH transaction that had gone through. I have to get a new debit card obviously. I also had to have a credit report run to make sure the person(s) had not also got my social security number and started opening credit card accounts. (They had not) THEN, I had to call the 3 major credit report bureaus and have them put a fraud alert on my social security number so that if anyone tries to open any accounts with my info, they will have to call me to verify it is me opening them.
The bank just called me back about 5 minutes ago. She said they had been calling all the companies charges had been made to trying to find out who charged them. She said most of them were in my name and address and a couple of them had actually already shipped what was ordered. So those, I have to refuse when they arrive. She also said there were a few charges with a chick's name and addy from Nebraska. They still had more to call also. All I know is I hope the bank tries to prosecute her, because they are the ones having to eat that loss and put the money back in my account. And if I ever meet this chick (they did tell me her name)....I'm gonna kick her flippin' a**!!! This is a nightmare!
Then this morning I had to go in and fill out dispute forms for EACH transaction that had gone through. I have to get a new debit card obviously. I also had to have a credit report run to make sure the person(s) had not also got my social security number and started opening credit card accounts. (They had not) THEN, I had to call the 3 major credit report bureaus and have them put a fraud alert on my social security number so that if anyone tries to open any accounts with my info, they will have to call me to verify it is me opening them.
The bank just called me back about 5 minutes ago. She said they had been calling all the companies charges had been made to trying to find out who charged them. She said most of them were in my name and address and a couple of them had actually already shipped what was ordered. So those, I have to refuse when they arrive. She also said there were a few charges with a chick's name and addy from Nebraska. They still had more to call also. All I know is I hope the bank tries to prosecute her, because they are the ones having to eat that loss and put the money back in my account. And if I ever meet this chick (they did tell me her name)....I'm gonna kick her flippin' a**!!! This is a nightmare!
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Productiveness is overrated
Why is it, that even when I am going out of my way to not be a procrastinator and actually get shit accomplished...I always seem to step in a big pile o' poop, instead of getting my reward of a job well done?
Today, I borrowed an electric hedge trimmer (thank you Joyous!), and set out to trim the bushes on on the side of my house, the big one by the front door, and mainly...the way overgrow hedges in the alley. I started out front and got all those done and then made my way to the back fence. I was on a ladder and getting all that I could from the inside of the fence and had worked my way from one end to the other. I was having to reach for the end, because my shed was in the way, and there is only about 5 inches between the shed and fence...hence, my big booty wouldn't fit in between. So, I'm leaning and stretching my arms as far as I could to get the last little bit....when it happened.
NO...I didn't fall off the ladder...(which, I know, is a miracle by the way). Instead I suddenly felt severe pain and burning in my hand. At first I was confused and thought I had somehow caught my hand in the hedge trimmer..but then realized both hands where on the handle...then my arms started hurting and burning too. That's when it finally registered what was going on...I dropped the still running trimmer and started running! Amazingly, once again, no sound escaped my mouth. Not a scream, not a cuss word, not a peep. (for those that have heard the marble stair incident, you may remember no sound came forth then either...I'm thinking this is not normal..especially since I'm quite possibly the loudest person I know---other than my OLDER sister Amy. You're welcome for the OLDER part, Amy. ha).
Anyway, back to the point. I had been telling my dad for over a month that I was seeing wasps in my backyard, but hadn't found any nests. Well folks, I found it today. It is on the backside of my shed...and my hand was probably less than half an inch from it. They got my right hand twice, my right arm 3 more times, and my left arm once. I called my parents and my dad is relaying the info to my mom..and she's in the background freaking out. 6?! She got stung 6 times...tell her go get to the ER before her throat starts closing off!! She could die. My dad was trying not to laugh. I was trying not to cry...because by this point, my hand is swollen twice it's size, my right arm is completely numb and super heavy feeling...and I'm sitting with the realization that I have no health insurance until Sept. 1st. So really, even if my throat did start to close, it would probably be cheaper to just die.
Instead I jsut took some generic benadryl, went and bought meat tenderizer and mixed it with water to make a paste..cause my mom says it draws out the bad stuff (and her bro is a pharmacist, so for some reason I feel that gives her more credibility??), and I got the biggest can of wasp killer I could find. I left the bastards alone for now..but tomorrow I'm gonna kill those suckers.
THIS IS WAR!!!
By the way, the bushes out front look fantabulous...but don't drive down my alley. After the incident, I went out to finish...but I think I mutliated the poor hedges instead. And there were some that I still couldn't reach and some that were too thick for the hedge trimmer to go through...so it looks like a pretty ghetto haircut I'm afraid. So really, do NOT drive by and look, unless you feel like picking up the huge pile of branches and hauling them to the dump for me!!
Today, I borrowed an electric hedge trimmer (thank you Joyous!), and set out to trim the bushes on on the side of my house, the big one by the front door, and mainly...the way overgrow hedges in the alley. I started out front and got all those done and then made my way to the back fence. I was on a ladder and getting all that I could from the inside of the fence and had worked my way from one end to the other. I was having to reach for the end, because my shed was in the way, and there is only about 5 inches between the shed and fence...hence, my big booty wouldn't fit in between. So, I'm leaning and stretching my arms as far as I could to get the last little bit....when it happened.
NO...I didn't fall off the ladder...(which, I know, is a miracle by the way). Instead I suddenly felt severe pain and burning in my hand. At first I was confused and thought I had somehow caught my hand in the hedge trimmer..but then realized both hands where on the handle...then my arms started hurting and burning too. That's when it finally registered what was going on...I dropped the still running trimmer and started running! Amazingly, once again, no sound escaped my mouth. Not a scream, not a cuss word, not a peep. (for those that have heard the marble stair incident, you may remember no sound came forth then either...I'm thinking this is not normal..especially since I'm quite possibly the loudest person I know---other than my OLDER sister Amy. You're welcome for the OLDER part, Amy. ha).
Anyway, back to the point. I had been telling my dad for over a month that I was seeing wasps in my backyard, but hadn't found any nests. Well folks, I found it today. It is on the backside of my shed...and my hand was probably less than half an inch from it. They got my right hand twice, my right arm 3 more times, and my left arm once. I called my parents and my dad is relaying the info to my mom..and she's in the background freaking out. 6?! She got stung 6 times...tell her go get to the ER before her throat starts closing off!! She could die. My dad was trying not to laugh. I was trying not to cry...because by this point, my hand is swollen twice it's size, my right arm is completely numb and super heavy feeling...and I'm sitting with the realization that I have no health insurance until Sept. 1st. So really, even if my throat did start to close, it would probably be cheaper to just die.
Instead I jsut took some generic benadryl, went and bought meat tenderizer and mixed it with water to make a paste..cause my mom says it draws out the bad stuff (and her bro is a pharmacist, so for some reason I feel that gives her more credibility??), and I got the biggest can of wasp killer I could find. I left the bastards alone for now..but tomorrow I'm gonna kill those suckers.
THIS IS WAR!!!
By the way, the bushes out front look fantabulous...but don't drive down my alley. After the incident, I went out to finish...but I think I mutliated the poor hedges instead. And there were some that I still couldn't reach and some that were too thick for the hedge trimmer to go through...so it looks like a pretty ghetto haircut I'm afraid. So really, do NOT drive by and look, unless you feel like picking up the huge pile of branches and hauling them to the dump for me!!
Friday, August 08, 2008
It's FAIR WEEK in G-town!
The smell of manure polluting your nostrils, thoughts of funnel cakes making your mouth water, and the excitment of the sizzler giving you whiplash...Fair week is simply magical!!
So far this week I've enjoyed the fair in many ways:
1. I've worked in the Kiwanis booth a total of about 14 hours, with about 5 more to go.
2. I've rode the sizzler, the tilt-a-whirl, the round-up, and the octupus (which broke while I was at the top of it)! ha
3. I've had 2 funnel cakes, 1 cotton candy, and no snow-cones...yet.
4. I've had a yummy Kiwanis burger.
5. I've laughed until it hurt.
6. I've screamed from 1 ride, get me off...I'm too old for this...I think I'm going to DIE!!
7. I've watched the PBR bull-riders show...which was awesome. Great bulls, great cowboys, GREAT Wrangler butts!
8. I've watched the sheep show. That was hilarious.
9. I've walked through the animal barns in flip flops and somehow not got any poop on myself!
10. I've looked at all the fun, odd, and unique fair entries: 4-H and Open class.
11. I've determined I should be voted on to the Fair Board! lmao
Today when I showed up to work at the Kiwanis shack this morning, I noticed the big tent that all the games were set up under was gone. In fact, the whole thing was. All the game stands were vanished. When I got inside I found out, the wind had ripped the tent into tiny little pieces and had blown the stands all over the place. Part of it landed on one of the kids rides and ruined it. It was one they had worked on all winter long and are now going to have to completely redo. Other parts of it were clear past the fairgrounds out in the street!! So, for the rest of the week, no games. Our fair is all done locally. We own our rides and people in the community run them and provide the games and run them also. Last year I drove the kiddie train all week. They didn't ask me to this year....I can't imagine why!! Those kids LOVED me! ha
Anyway, in honor of fair week, you should all go eat something fried or on a stick. It's only the "fair" thing to do ya know!!
So far this week I've enjoyed the fair in many ways:
1. I've worked in the Kiwanis booth a total of about 14 hours, with about 5 more to go.
2. I've rode the sizzler, the tilt-a-whirl, the round-up, and the octupus (which broke while I was at the top of it)! ha
3. I've had 2 funnel cakes, 1 cotton candy, and no snow-cones...yet.
4. I've had a yummy Kiwanis burger.
5. I've laughed until it hurt.
6. I've screamed from 1 ride, get me off...I'm too old for this...I think I'm going to DIE!!
7. I've watched the PBR bull-riders show...which was awesome. Great bulls, great cowboys, GREAT Wrangler butts!
8. I've watched the sheep show. That was hilarious.
9. I've walked through the animal barns in flip flops and somehow not got any poop on myself!
10. I've looked at all the fun, odd, and unique fair entries: 4-H and Open class.
11. I've determined I should be voted on to the Fair Board! lmao
Today when I showed up to work at the Kiwanis shack this morning, I noticed the big tent that all the games were set up under was gone. In fact, the whole thing was. All the game stands were vanished. When I got inside I found out, the wind had ripped the tent into tiny little pieces and had blown the stands all over the place. Part of it landed on one of the kids rides and ruined it. It was one they had worked on all winter long and are now going to have to completely redo. Other parts of it were clear past the fairgrounds out in the street!! So, for the rest of the week, no games. Our fair is all done locally. We own our rides and people in the community run them and provide the games and run them also. Last year I drove the kiddie train all week. They didn't ask me to this year....I can't imagine why!! Those kids LOVED me! ha
Anyway, in honor of fair week, you should all go eat something fried or on a stick. It's only the "fair" thing to do ya know!!
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Continual search for happiness
So, I quit my job a month ago. Since then, I've applied to many jobs. Some I was excited about, some I was not. I've got my hopes up about a few, and worried about a few. I've thought about having to pack up and move again and have been both excited and sad about the thought of that. I've thought about where I'd be willing to move, and where I would not. I've thought about what I really want to do...and after determining I just really don't WANT to work, my mother told me to snap out of it because that's not a possibility. Darn.
So, while I interview, wait, stew and fret, and continue applying, I've also been trying to stay busy and be creative. I've made many magnets and other items for my website business. I've searched for and am ready to try out many new patterns and ideas for projects. And I've tried being more proactive with advertising this little adventure..and have actually finally sold a few things online. I had sold a lot up to this point, but all to friends and family and friends of those individuals, etc. Nothing online. This is changing.
I'm thinking I should have also been using this free time the past month to work out a lot more and focus on getting healthy. I haven't take that opportunity and that ends...tomorrow! (Come on, I have a job interview in a bit...and then I'll need to destress from that by taking a nap or something!) ha
As I always do when I have this much spare time to ponder life and the point of it...I've questioned everything. Am I supposed to be in Goodland or is there somewhere else out there that is a better fit? If so, where is that? Am I supposed to be working with kids, non-profit, or something completely different? Am I seriously still single? Am I still wanting to work on my Master's? Why did I cut my hair and how fast will it grow back? Should I just put the house up for sale and see what happens and then worry about where to go after that? Is it ever going to cool back down outside? Is it fair that I only get to see my only nephew like twice a year? What IS the point to life and what point is there to me? Am I making a difference...to the world, to a cause, to anyone?
Hmmmm. I really need a job. Too much time on my hands is never a good idea! Maybe I should sell the house and everything I own and me and the doggies hit the open road?! Wonder how long I'd make it. Probably not long, it's hot, there are too many germies out there, and I like my own bed. Guess I'll just have to wait it out.
So, while I interview, wait, stew and fret, and continue applying, I've also been trying to stay busy and be creative. I've made many magnets and other items for my website business. I've searched for and am ready to try out many new patterns and ideas for projects. And I've tried being more proactive with advertising this little adventure..and have actually finally sold a few things online. I had sold a lot up to this point, but all to friends and family and friends of those individuals, etc. Nothing online. This is changing.
I'm thinking I should have also been using this free time the past month to work out a lot more and focus on getting healthy. I haven't take that opportunity and that ends...tomorrow! (Come on, I have a job interview in a bit...and then I'll need to destress from that by taking a nap or something!) ha
As I always do when I have this much spare time to ponder life and the point of it...I've questioned everything. Am I supposed to be in Goodland or is there somewhere else out there that is a better fit? If so, where is that? Am I supposed to be working with kids, non-profit, or something completely different? Am I seriously still single? Am I still wanting to work on my Master's? Why did I cut my hair and how fast will it grow back? Should I just put the house up for sale and see what happens and then worry about where to go after that? Is it ever going to cool back down outside? Is it fair that I only get to see my only nephew like twice a year? What IS the point to life and what point is there to me? Am I making a difference...to the world, to a cause, to anyone?
Hmmmm. I really need a job. Too much time on my hands is never a good idea! Maybe I should sell the house and everything I own and me and the doggies hit the open road?! Wonder how long I'd make it. Probably not long, it's hot, there are too many germies out there, and I like my own bed. Guess I'll just have to wait it out.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Tins...
If any of you buy mints that come in a tin (like altoids for example)...I need about 100 of those empty tins. So if you could give em to me rather than throw em away, that would be spectacular!!! Would also be an easy way for you to recycle in your world!
Let me know! Gracias friends!
Let me know! Gracias friends!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Quickie
Just thought I'd point out the obvious...that I've added photos and a link (on the right) to my website I've been working on. Right now it's mostly jewelry and there are some sets of magnets, but eventually there will be more. There will be pillows, purses/handbags, quilts, etc. All of it is stuff made my me, myself, and I.
Please take the time to check it out and let me know what you think! Thanks guys!
RubesDesigns.etsy.com
Please take the time to check it out and let me know what you think! Thanks guys!
RubesDesigns.etsy.com
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Right down the drain!
Well, this has definitely NOT been my month...or year for that matter. I thought 30 was supposed to be spectacular. So far it's been nothing but shit! And I mean that in more than 1 way!
Here's the latest development in Sarahland. My toilet in my basement bathroom (which is the one I use the most because my bedroom is downstairs, as is the shower) has been leaking for over a month and I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. I finally decided it was the valve and shut the sucker off until I could afford to call someone to come fix it. Well, that was all fine and dandy for a couple weeks. Then my sister came to town and I happened to be downstairs when she flushed the toilet upstairs...and heard bubbling noises. There was water coming up my sink in the basement bathroom...not sewage, just water...but still. Not okay. Then when I started a load of laundry it did the same thing.
So, I called my contractor friends that have done several projects on my humble abode and they came over to check it out. They said the valve needed replaced and weren't too concerned over the water in the sink. They had another job to finish and then would come take care of my little problem.
So, my sister showered the next morning while I was sitting in the hot tub. I came in went to shower and noticed brown stuff on the floor right in front of the shower and water all over the floor. I cleaned it up...yes, the germaphobe cleaned it up...I told myself it was just dirt. THEN, I pulled back the shower curtain and saw the space between the shower and the wall. I should mention, this bathroom sucks and the shower is one of those nasty ones that is just kinda an afterthought and set in. So there is space under it and behind it. Anyway, I pulled the shower curtain and more brown stuff everywhere. So, again, I cleaned it up and told myself the water had just pushed dirt out from under the nasty shower. After I got it all cleaned up...I had no choice but to shower...and that's the only one I've got. When I got out, there was water everywhere, between the wall and the shower was about a foot of water standing. I wanted to cry really. Instead, I called my dad. That poor man. He deserves sainthood, a huge vacation away from me and my phone calls, and to win the lottery to repay him for all the emergencies he's had to take care of for me!
I left a message for my contractor friends about what happened and called a plumber. They weren't able to come til this morning. That is when I came to the lovely realization that I have no clean-out, which means he had to take the toilet completely out to roto-rooter. On top of that, I'm pretty sure because the people that lived here before me put that craptastic shower in and didn't have the flooring go underneath it, just to the edges...no doubt the water was underneath the flooring as was the shit (or dirt..whichever version you prefer)...so there is probably mold and all kinds of nastiness under there and it will have to be replaced. My dad said we may even have to take the shower out and put a new one in to be able to get to the nastiness under it. Don't get me wrong, I've wanted to get a real shower since I bought the place...I just don't currently have the funds for this nonsense. Again...my poor, poor dad. This is just one more affirmation to him that he REALLY wants to get me married off so my problems are someone else's problems! ha He and my mom are even offering to pay for an online dating service. Swell.
Anyway, the plumber is here now...got the toilet out and is roto-rooting away. I hate the noise, am repulsed by the smell, and I refuse to even go look in there until it's done. Oh, and they took a chunk out of my wall with the machine on the way down the stairs.
Like I said, it's just not my year. 30 sucks and so does bad plumbing. I'll take 31 anyday now please!
The only good news for the day, my friend Lisa is coming through town today and bringing me a CASE of Bran Flakes. Yippee! Of course, you know what that means...more shit. Sigh.
Here's the latest development in Sarahland. My toilet in my basement bathroom (which is the one I use the most because my bedroom is downstairs, as is the shower) has been leaking for over a month and I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. I finally decided it was the valve and shut the sucker off until I could afford to call someone to come fix it. Well, that was all fine and dandy for a couple weeks. Then my sister came to town and I happened to be downstairs when she flushed the toilet upstairs...and heard bubbling noises. There was water coming up my sink in the basement bathroom...not sewage, just water...but still. Not okay. Then when I started a load of laundry it did the same thing.
So, I called my contractor friends that have done several projects on my humble abode and they came over to check it out. They said the valve needed replaced and weren't too concerned over the water in the sink. They had another job to finish and then would come take care of my little problem.
So, my sister showered the next morning while I was sitting in the hot tub. I came in went to shower and noticed brown stuff on the floor right in front of the shower and water all over the floor. I cleaned it up...yes, the germaphobe cleaned it up...I told myself it was just dirt. THEN, I pulled back the shower curtain and saw the space between the shower and the wall. I should mention, this bathroom sucks and the shower is one of those nasty ones that is just kinda an afterthought and set in. So there is space under it and behind it. Anyway, I pulled the shower curtain and more brown stuff everywhere. So, again, I cleaned it up and told myself the water had just pushed dirt out from under the nasty shower. After I got it all cleaned up...I had no choice but to shower...and that's the only one I've got. When I got out, there was water everywhere, between the wall and the shower was about a foot of water standing. I wanted to cry really. Instead, I called my dad. That poor man. He deserves sainthood, a huge vacation away from me and my phone calls, and to win the lottery to repay him for all the emergencies he's had to take care of for me!
I left a message for my contractor friends about what happened and called a plumber. They weren't able to come til this morning. That is when I came to the lovely realization that I have no clean-out, which means he had to take the toilet completely out to roto-rooter. On top of that, I'm pretty sure because the people that lived here before me put that craptastic shower in and didn't have the flooring go underneath it, just to the edges...no doubt the water was underneath the flooring as was the shit (or dirt..whichever version you prefer)...so there is probably mold and all kinds of nastiness under there and it will have to be replaced. My dad said we may even have to take the shower out and put a new one in to be able to get to the nastiness under it. Don't get me wrong, I've wanted to get a real shower since I bought the place...I just don't currently have the funds for this nonsense. Again...my poor, poor dad. This is just one more affirmation to him that he REALLY wants to get me married off so my problems are someone else's problems! ha He and my mom are even offering to pay for an online dating service. Swell.
Anyway, the plumber is here now...got the toilet out and is roto-rooting away. I hate the noise, am repulsed by the smell, and I refuse to even go look in there until it's done. Oh, and they took a chunk out of my wall with the machine on the way down the stairs.
Like I said, it's just not my year. 30 sucks and so does bad plumbing. I'll take 31 anyday now please!
The only good news for the day, my friend Lisa is coming through town today and bringing me a CASE of Bran Flakes. Yippee! Of course, you know what that means...more shit. Sigh.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Marble hurts
(oops. Here's one more...written March 28th.)
Another day in the life of Sarah.
Yesterday after lunch, I head over to the courthouse to pick up a display board from my friend at the extension office. She is letting me borrow it for my booth at a health fair this weekend. Of course her office is on the 3rd floor and the courthouse is one of the only buildings in town that has more than 1 floor, so I always take the stairs...the very hard, shiny, non-padded, marble stairs. I pick up the big display board, leave her office, and head back to the stairs. I make it down about 2 and I don’t know what happens, other than I trip over my own damn foot. I’m carrying this huge display board bag, am diving face first down a flight of stairs, and am crunching toes, ankles, knees, wrists, elbows, etc. as I go down. I finally think to let go of the damn board and grab for the railing...which scrapes the crap outta my arms and legs as I continue to keep falling. I finally get to the bottom, laying there in a heap of a mangled, twisted up, bruised, already swollen, bloody, scraped up, confused, embarrassed, pissed off mess.
Believe it or not, I did not scream, yell, cuss, or make any sound as I went down those stairs...other than the huge thud I’m sure my body made hitting each stair! I cannot fathom it, but no one in that courthouse heard or saw me fall! So, once I caught my breath, I got up and got the hell outta of there before I lost it and started sobbing. (This ticked my dad off....what if you broked something and no one knew you fell in there...blah, blah, blah...whatever...I tripped on my own foot dad.) I make it to my car and start freaking. Drive to my house which is about a block and everything is swollen, there is skin missing, my entire body was jacked up, and then...my head and face started tingling AND I started puking. I didn’t recall hitting my head at all. That is when I really freaked out. So I talked to a friend who made me get over there immediately. I was fighting hard not to fall asleep also. So everyone was convinced I had a concussion...but I wouldn’t go to the ER (because I was there a couple weeks ago if you remember...for my gay swollen eyelid!) because what can they do for a concussion anyway?! So I had already scheduled for a massage for 6pm and thought that would be perfect. When I got there she told me it would make it worse and I’d have to wait, not to use heat (in other words, no hot tub either), only ice and to watch for specific signs when I start to go to sleep.
So last night when I finally go to bed, can you say PARANOID?!?!
My friend Marcy thinks I should just start wearing protective headgear. My dad thinks I should pay more attention to what I’m doing and work out my quad muscles more so my knees stop giving out (which is humorous, because he has the same problem). I think I should just never leave my house unattended again!!! Seriously. So, if you don’t see me for awhile...you know why. I’m a danger to myself and possibly society! ha
Another day in the life of Sarah.
Yesterday after lunch, I head over to the courthouse to pick up a display board from my friend at the extension office. She is letting me borrow it for my booth at a health fair this weekend. Of course her office is on the 3rd floor and the courthouse is one of the only buildings in town that has more than 1 floor, so I always take the stairs...the very hard, shiny, non-padded, marble stairs. I pick up the big display board, leave her office, and head back to the stairs. I make it down about 2 and I don’t know what happens, other than I trip over my own damn foot. I’m carrying this huge display board bag, am diving face first down a flight of stairs, and am crunching toes, ankles, knees, wrists, elbows, etc. as I go down. I finally think to let go of the damn board and grab for the railing...which scrapes the crap outta my arms and legs as I continue to keep falling. I finally get to the bottom, laying there in a heap of a mangled, twisted up, bruised, already swollen, bloody, scraped up, confused, embarrassed, pissed off mess.
Believe it or not, I did not scream, yell, cuss, or make any sound as I went down those stairs...other than the huge thud I’m sure my body made hitting each stair! I cannot fathom it, but no one in that courthouse heard or saw me fall! So, once I caught my breath, I got up and got the hell outta of there before I lost it and started sobbing. (This ticked my dad off....what if you broked something and no one knew you fell in there...blah, blah, blah...whatever...I tripped on my own foot dad.) I make it to my car and start freaking. Drive to my house which is about a block and everything is swollen, there is skin missing, my entire body was jacked up, and then...my head and face started tingling AND I started puking. I didn’t recall hitting my head at all. That is when I really freaked out. So I talked to a friend who made me get over there immediately. I was fighting hard not to fall asleep also. So everyone was convinced I had a concussion...but I wouldn’t go to the ER (because I was there a couple weeks ago if you remember...for my gay swollen eyelid!) because what can they do for a concussion anyway?! So I had already scheduled for a massage for 6pm and thought that would be perfect. When I got there she told me it would make it worse and I’d have to wait, not to use heat (in other words, no hot tub either), only ice and to watch for specific signs when I start to go to sleep.
So last night when I finally go to bed, can you say PARANOID?!?!
My friend Marcy thinks I should just start wearing protective headgear. My dad thinks I should pay more attention to what I’m doing and work out my quad muscles more so my knees stop giving out (which is humorous, because he has the same problem). I think I should just never leave my house unattended again!!! Seriously. So, if you don’t see me for awhile...you know why. I’m a danger to myself and possibly society! ha
When your car has a mind of it’s own..but isn’t named Herbie!
written June 2nd.
My car..sigh...I love it, I really do. Believe it or not, it's a huge step up from the last one I had that started randomly dying as I would be driving down the road...be it a regular street, the highway, or even interstate. Yeah..I almost got rear-ended numerous times until it finally did it to my dad like 8 times in one day and he decided to believe that I wasn't making it up just so I could get myself a new ride! Silly dad.
Anyway, back to the current vehicle...a 2001 Ford Explorer Sport. First of all, the back left end has been seriously low for months now. People around town, including many that I don't even know, have pointed it out to me and told me it probably isn't safe to keep driving on it. Ha. So I took it to a body shop to have them look at that and my gas cap door because it wouldn't shut all the way. My friend fixed the door, but said I needed to take it to a different place to get the other fixed, because he didn't see anything wrong. The other place decided it was just REAAAAALLLY out of alignment. In fact, they came back to the waiting area laughing at me and said, "We don't know WHAT you did to it, but it's bad and is going to take 2 to 3 hours to fix." I said..."So what, you think I hit something or what are you saying here? Cause I guarandamntee you, I haven't!" (Okay, except a lot of dips...probably way to fast and hard!! hee hee Oh come on..they didn't need to know that!)
Anyway, I scheduled an appt. to get it fixed and never made it in and haven't rescheduled. So, much to my father's chagrin, I'm probably getting really close to needing at least 1 new tire on top of getting the really jacked up alignment taken care of.
But now...for the newest episode. The last couple months, I'll go to start my car and it won't do anything. Then I have to shake the gearshift and try again and all is fine. I mentioned this to my dad and my male friends here in town. They (not my dad) told me it was because I drove a gay-ass "Exploder" and what did I expect. RUDE and NOT HELPING! Geez. Dad just said they do that sometimes and not to worry about it yet.
So yesterday my car, who apparently has decided is Herbie's EVIL cousin or something...started reversing...on it's own...when the car was in park...both when on AND off. It only goes about 2 or 3 feet before it catches and stops, but come on. Today, I went to the bank during lunch and they were packed so I had to park across the street. I put it in park, shut er off, got out and started heading across the street...only to be nearly RAN OVER by my very own car!!! What the hell?!
A) Embarrassing
B) Retarded
C) Rude
D) POS car- I'm humming the Adam Sandler tune right now!
E) Not okay with me!
So, the beast is going to the shoppy shop tomorrow to get an oil change, probably a butt-lift (wish I could get one too!), and a lesson on how to NOT back that ass up...and run over your owner!
*************************FOR SALE*************************
2001 FORD EXPLORER SPORT (black with tinted windows and really cute!)Let's make a deal!
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Just kidding. It may have a mind of its own, be a little psycho, and apparently hate me...but I kinda like it. We're kindred spirits, 2 peas in a pod, with big butts and big attitudes to match! But I promise you this, my next car will NOT be an Explorer!
UPDATE!!!
Let's see...the gearshift needs a new cable, the back ass that is dragging is because although it's not missing any springs and they aren't broken either...they no longer have any tension- which means it's getting new shocks and springs on the back end, and apparently there is an entire part missing on the front end that they noticed when they had it up in the air...the Sway bar link, AND an oil change. All told it's costing me (okay, costing my poor dad!!!) almost $1000 to get it all fixed! Gotta hate cars and really love parents, eh?! Craptastic.
My car..sigh...I love it, I really do. Believe it or not, it's a huge step up from the last one I had that started randomly dying as I would be driving down the road...be it a regular street, the highway, or even interstate. Yeah..I almost got rear-ended numerous times until it finally did it to my dad like 8 times in one day and he decided to believe that I wasn't making it up just so I could get myself a new ride! Silly dad.
Anyway, back to the current vehicle...a 2001 Ford Explorer Sport. First of all, the back left end has been seriously low for months now. People around town, including many that I don't even know, have pointed it out to me and told me it probably isn't safe to keep driving on it. Ha. So I took it to a body shop to have them look at that and my gas cap door because it wouldn't shut all the way. My friend fixed the door, but said I needed to take it to a different place to get the other fixed, because he didn't see anything wrong. The other place decided it was just REAAAAALLLY out of alignment. In fact, they came back to the waiting area laughing at me and said, "We don't know WHAT you did to it, but it's bad and is going to take 2 to 3 hours to fix." I said..."So what, you think I hit something or what are you saying here? Cause I guarandamntee you, I haven't!" (Okay, except a lot of dips...probably way to fast and hard!! hee hee Oh come on..they didn't need to know that!)
Anyway, I scheduled an appt. to get it fixed and never made it in and haven't rescheduled. So, much to my father's chagrin, I'm probably getting really close to needing at least 1 new tire on top of getting the really jacked up alignment taken care of.
But now...for the newest episode. The last couple months, I'll go to start my car and it won't do anything. Then I have to shake the gearshift and try again and all is fine. I mentioned this to my dad and my male friends here in town. They (not my dad) told me it was because I drove a gay-ass "Exploder" and what did I expect. RUDE and NOT HELPING! Geez. Dad just said they do that sometimes and not to worry about it yet.
So yesterday my car, who apparently has decided is Herbie's EVIL cousin or something...started reversing...on it's own...when the car was in park...both when on AND off. It only goes about 2 or 3 feet before it catches and stops, but come on. Today, I went to the bank during lunch and they were packed so I had to park across the street. I put it in park, shut er off, got out and started heading across the street...only to be nearly RAN OVER by my very own car!!! What the hell?!
A) Embarrassing
B) Retarded
C) Rude
D) POS car- I'm humming the Adam Sandler tune right now!
E) Not okay with me!
So, the beast is going to the shoppy shop tomorrow to get an oil change, probably a butt-lift (wish I could get one too!), and a lesson on how to NOT back that ass up...and run over your owner!
*************************FOR SALE*************************
2001 FORD EXPLORER SPORT (black with tinted windows and really cute!)Let's make a deal!
***********************************************************
Just kidding. It may have a mind of its own, be a little psycho, and apparently hate me...but I kinda like it. We're kindred spirits, 2 peas in a pod, with big butts and big attitudes to match! But I promise you this, my next car will NOT be an Explorer!
UPDATE!!!
Let's see...the gearshift needs a new cable, the back ass that is dragging is because although it's not missing any springs and they aren't broken either...they no longer have any tension- which means it's getting new shocks and springs on the back end, and apparently there is an entire part missing on the front end that they noticed when they had it up in the air...the Sway bar link, AND an oil change. All told it's costing me (okay, costing my poor dad!!!) almost $1000 to get it all fixed! Gotta hate cars and really love parents, eh?! Craptastic.
My new favorite joke!
written May 28th.
Okay, so a friend sent me this joke in a text yesterday..and although I don't have it in front of me...it's hilarious and I think I can remember it close enough to retell it. It has now taken the place of my favorite joke with the infamous line "Moo Moo Buckaroo"!
A young blonde woman calls her boyfriend and tells him she needs help putting a puzzle together, the pieces just don't seem to fit and she can't figure it out.
The boyfriend ask her what the puzzle is supposed to be of? So the blonde looks at the box and replies, "The picture shows it's a tiger, but there's just no way these are the right pieces".
So the boyfriend heads on over to save the day and help his young damsel in distress figure out her puzzle. When he arrives at her place he looks at the puzzle pieces, checks out the front of the box and then says to his girlfriend, "You are right. There is no way these pieces will fit together to look like a tiger. Now, lets just put the frosted flakes back in the box!"
HA! Come on...you know you laughed. All I can tell ya is...that shit wouldn't have happened if the dumbass woulda been eating BRAN FLAKES!!! Holla!! hee hee
Okay, so a friend sent me this joke in a text yesterday..and although I don't have it in front of me...it's hilarious and I think I can remember it close enough to retell it. It has now taken the place of my favorite joke with the infamous line "Moo Moo Buckaroo"!
A young blonde woman calls her boyfriend and tells him she needs help putting a puzzle together, the pieces just don't seem to fit and she can't figure it out.
The boyfriend ask her what the puzzle is supposed to be of? So the blonde looks at the box and replies, "The picture shows it's a tiger, but there's just no way these are the right pieces".
So the boyfriend heads on over to save the day and help his young damsel in distress figure out her puzzle. When he arrives at her place he looks at the puzzle pieces, checks out the front of the box and then says to his girlfriend, "You are right. There is no way these pieces will fit together to look like a tiger. Now, lets just put the frosted flakes back in the box!"
HA! Come on...you know you laughed. All I can tell ya is...that shit wouldn't have happened if the dumbass woulda been eating BRAN FLAKES!!! Holla!! hee hee
It takes two to tango, eh?
written May 21st.
So, while I was attending my hometown friend Roger's wedding this weekend, come to find out...one of the biggest tool's I know on this planet also was getting married this past Saturday. I just found that tidbit out today. Here is my question to you. I realize many people out there finding true love, are great outgoing, kind, and fun people that deserve to find love and be happy...but what about the rest of these yahoooooos that are getting married before me?! lmao
I say this while laughing, but yet am kind of serious. I mean, there are some serious asses out there "falling in love" and getting married and I can't even average more than a frickin date a decade?! What is going on here? And what seriously chaps my hide are those that are repeat offenders...out there getting married, divorced, finding someone new and doing it all over....over and over again. STOP IT! You should only get one until we've all had one! lol It's only fair.
So for all the fellas out there, I don't know what the hell is wrong with you! I'm smart, funny, independent, can cook, sew, etc., and I don't think I'm scary to look at. You fools are missing out!
Besides....someone MUST help me...my mother is making prayer requests at church that I find a husband soon and sending me emails telling me my internal clock is ticking, my younger sister is nervous that I talk to my dogs too much, and my dad is tired of doing all my odd jobs when he comes to visit and is threatening to stop visiting! ha
Being single...oh yeah...it's flipping fantabulous. WHATEVER! It's for the birds I tell ya!
So, while I was attending my hometown friend Roger's wedding this weekend, come to find out...one of the biggest tool's I know on this planet also was getting married this past Saturday. I just found that tidbit out today. Here is my question to you. I realize many people out there finding true love, are great outgoing, kind, and fun people that deserve to find love and be happy...but what about the rest of these yahoooooos that are getting married before me?! lmao
I say this while laughing, but yet am kind of serious. I mean, there are some serious asses out there "falling in love" and getting married and I can't even average more than a frickin date a decade?! What is going on here? And what seriously chaps my hide are those that are repeat offenders...out there getting married, divorced, finding someone new and doing it all over....over and over again. STOP IT! You should only get one until we've all had one! lol It's only fair.
So for all the fellas out there, I don't know what the hell is wrong with you! I'm smart, funny, independent, can cook, sew, etc., and I don't think I'm scary to look at. You fools are missing out!
Besides....someone MUST help me...my mother is making prayer requests at church that I find a husband soon and sending me emails telling me my internal clock is ticking, my younger sister is nervous that I talk to my dogs too much, and my dad is tired of doing all my odd jobs when he comes to visit and is threatening to stop visiting! ha
Being single...oh yeah...it's flipping fantabulous. WHATEVER! It's for the birds I tell ya!
I'll pass...
written on May 14th.
...out in the shower again this week probably! Honestly, do any of you know someone that passes out in the shower more than me?! I did it again this morning. But today I was so overheated that once I got up and out, I had to lay on the floor for like 20 minutes to recover. I gotta get therapy for my germ phobia and soon...this "taking super hot showers so I feel clean" business can't be good...obviously!
SO, since I've started the day off on with a rough patch...here's the list of things I do NOT care for that I promised in my previous blog post:
Driving by stinky feed lots, the taste of dove and the fact that anyone would waste time hunting and cleaning it for such a miniscule piece of meat that is so gamey anyway, bad hair days, snot (especially that of others!! ha), jacked up teethies, sleep deprivation, crying til there are no more tears, Monday mornings, the stupid caveman Geico people, that boxy looking weird car I think it's called the Element????, not getting to see my friends and family as much as I want to, not having the funds to do the things I wish I could for myself and others, ruben sandwiches, brussel sprouts, any form of liquid medication, being lied to, scales, pain, and most of the music that Nashville tries to call country music today.
But have no fear my friends...I still like you! Have a good one! Don't pass out...in the shower or anywhere else! I'm off to eat my daily dose of bran flakes! Ahhh...life is good in Sarahland.
...out in the shower again this week probably! Honestly, do any of you know someone that passes out in the shower more than me?! I did it again this morning. But today I was so overheated that once I got up and out, I had to lay on the floor for like 20 minutes to recover. I gotta get therapy for my germ phobia and soon...this "taking super hot showers so I feel clean" business can't be good...obviously!
SO, since I've started the day off on with a rough patch...here's the list of things I do NOT care for that I promised in my previous blog post:
Driving by stinky feed lots, the taste of dove and the fact that anyone would waste time hunting and cleaning it for such a miniscule piece of meat that is so gamey anyway, bad hair days, snot (especially that of others!! ha), jacked up teethies, sleep deprivation, crying til there are no more tears, Monday mornings, the stupid caveman Geico people, that boxy looking weird car I think it's called the Element????, not getting to see my friends and family as much as I want to, not having the funds to do the things I wish I could for myself and others, ruben sandwiches, brussel sprouts, any form of liquid medication, being lied to, scales, pain, and most of the music that Nashville tries to call country music today.
But have no fear my friends...I still like you! Have a good one! Don't pass out...in the shower or anywhere else! I'm off to eat my daily dose of bran flakes! Ahhh...life is good in Sarahland.
Taco, burrito, what’s hangin out yo speedo?!
Written on May 7th.
Hope everyone wore a sombrero this past weekend sometime. It makes a person happy. Really.
In honor of happiness, here is a list of things I love:
Sombreros, hot tubs, laughing until it hurts, great hair days, Saturdays, football, a good drink, a good book, a great friend, doors that open by pushing instead of pulling...(cause I feel I get less germies that way), bran flakes, tulips, listening to the funny things kids say, animals, snail mail letters, kisses, the feeling of accomplishment after a good workout, bagels (ha...not right after working out!!), family, memories, how a certain song or smell can take you to a different place or time, flip flops and pedicures, BBQ's with friends, glow in the dark bowling, wrapping up in a warm handmade quilt, pretty teeth, the Facts of Life tv show, Tom Hanks in The Money Pit- especially when the tub falls through the floor and he's laughing and the part where he says "honey, we have weak trees!", the smell of a new car, cuddling, a hike with friends somewhere scenic, naps, the ocean, and being independent.
I'll save the things I don't care for, for another...less joyous day! lol
Hope everyone wore a sombrero this past weekend sometime. It makes a person happy. Really.
In honor of happiness, here is a list of things I love:
Sombreros, hot tubs, laughing until it hurts, great hair days, Saturdays, football, a good drink, a good book, a great friend, doors that open by pushing instead of pulling...(cause I feel I get less germies that way), bran flakes, tulips, listening to the funny things kids say, animals, snail mail letters, kisses, the feeling of accomplishment after a good workout, bagels (ha...not right after working out!!), family, memories, how a certain song or smell can take you to a different place or time, flip flops and pedicures, BBQ's with friends, glow in the dark bowling, wrapping up in a warm handmade quilt, pretty teeth, the Facts of Life tv show, Tom Hanks in The Money Pit- especially when the tub falls through the floor and he's laughing and the part where he says "honey, we have weak trees!", the smell of a new car, cuddling, a hike with friends somewhere scenic, naps, the ocean, and being independent.
I'll save the things I don't care for, for another...less joyous day! lol
For freaks like me
Written on April 18th.
My dear friend Jenna, that knows me so very well...and does not shun me for my weird habits and odd quirks, has sent me a wonderfully amazing website for a product that will undoubtedly mean the world to any others of you out there that are....
GERMAPHOBES!!!
Yes indeedy. If you, too, fear the creepy crawlies that lurk all around us, most the time invisible to the eye, you will most definitely want this new product as much as I do. I've emailed it to my parents and suggested they order me a case...you know...just for future panic attacks and germ encounters!
Please...for the love of Pete (whomever he may be), check out this website!
http://www.handlerusa.com/home.php
And then, thank my good friend Jenna for sharing!
My dear friend Jenna, that knows me so very well...and does not shun me for my weird habits and odd quirks, has sent me a wonderfully amazing website for a product that will undoubtedly mean the world to any others of you out there that are....
GERMAPHOBES!!!
Yes indeedy. If you, too, fear the creepy crawlies that lurk all around us, most the time invisible to the eye, you will most definitely want this new product as much as I do. I've emailed it to my parents and suggested they order me a case...you know...just for future panic attacks and germ encounters!
Please...for the love of Pete (whomever he may be), check out this website!
http://www.handlerusa.com/home.php
And then, thank my good friend Jenna for sharing!
Side effects of being Sarah
This was actually written on April 16th.
Okay, so it has not been my week...and yes, it's only Wednesday!
Sunday, I managed to accidentally back into a gas meter with the side of my tire...it of course, was hard enough that it caused a huge gas leak and the gas company and police were all there. Swell.
Monday I find out the son of my neighbor that had just got out of jail for apparently killing someone...and we thought had already been rearrested and put back in jail for something else...is not only NOT back in jail, but living next door to me! Freaks my freak!
Tuesday, I was pulling a glass pan out of the stove that I was baking bread in (yes people still bake bread...without a breadmaker...it's better that way!!), and I missed the potholder and burnt the shit outta my hand and dropped the dish. It hit the open stove door and shattered into a thousand tiny shards of glass all over the kitchen floor, as well as inside the frickin STOVE! And to make matters even worse...the bread was ruined...because it now had tiny pieces of glass all over it also. DAMMIT!
THEN, today...I went out back this morning to do the daily chemicals in the hot tub and decided I needed to add water because it was pretty low. So I put the hose in and went back inside to finish getting ready. WELL....when I came back home for LUNCH about 20 minutes ago...I remembered it! Talk about overflowing! There was water EVERYWHERE! It took a good 15 minutes of scooping buckets of water out, to get the water level where it should be! My arms are tired! ha
I'm thinking the rest of this week has to be spectacular! Right?! What else can go wrong? Wait...in Sarahland...pretty much everything! Maybe you all should not hang out with me anymore. It might be contagious!
Okay, so it has not been my week...and yes, it's only Wednesday!
Sunday, I managed to accidentally back into a gas meter with the side of my tire...it of course, was hard enough that it caused a huge gas leak and the gas company and police were all there. Swell.
Monday I find out the son of my neighbor that had just got out of jail for apparently killing someone...and we thought had already been rearrested and put back in jail for something else...is not only NOT back in jail, but living next door to me! Freaks my freak!
Tuesday, I was pulling a glass pan out of the stove that I was baking bread in (yes people still bake bread...without a breadmaker...it's better that way!!), and I missed the potholder and burnt the shit outta my hand and dropped the dish. It hit the open stove door and shattered into a thousand tiny shards of glass all over the kitchen floor, as well as inside the frickin STOVE! And to make matters even worse...the bread was ruined...because it now had tiny pieces of glass all over it also. DAMMIT!
THEN, today...I went out back this morning to do the daily chemicals in the hot tub and decided I needed to add water because it was pretty low. So I put the hose in and went back inside to finish getting ready. WELL....when I came back home for LUNCH about 20 minutes ago...I remembered it! Talk about overflowing! There was water EVERYWHERE! It took a good 15 minutes of scooping buckets of water out, to get the water level where it should be! My arms are tired! ha
I'm thinking the rest of this week has to be spectacular! Right?! What else can go wrong? Wait...in Sarahland...pretty much everything! Maybe you all should not hang out with me anymore. It might be contagious!
Monday madness in my mind
This is from April 7th.
Pomegranite martinis are my new drink of the month. Yummy.
I have spring fever in a bad way.
Dogs are stinky.
Everyone should have someone to cuddle with.
The lottery is rigged.
I want to go somewhere exotic, warm, sunny, and far away from reality.
I’m thinking I’ll wear my sombrero to work all day on the 5th.
Money really SHOULD grow on trees...at least on mine.
Whatever happened to Sinead O’Connor and her bald ass head?
Somedays I think I should shave my own head.
If you were invited to a botox party, would you go..or would you be offended?
The welfare system should tell certain individuals that in order to receive assistance, they are no longer allowed to procreate and must have a hysterectomy.
I just ate a banana, which I’m allergic to...but eat anyways for potassium and because they say you should. Now my entire mouth is tingling.
I want to do something spectacular for 4th of July weekend and get the hell outta dodge.
Dodge is a weird word.
My doctor told me this past week that he thought he had found a guy for me, since my mom is still obsessed with finding me a husband...but that he just found out he’s engaged. Thanks doc. What the hell was the point in that story. Thanks for letting me know.
Is it time for Oktoberfest? I need a bierock, booze, and some bad polka music.
Who said naptime is just for toddlers and the elderly? That’s bullshit.
Pomegranite martinis are my new drink of the month. Yummy.
I have spring fever in a bad way.
Dogs are stinky.
Everyone should have someone to cuddle with.
The lottery is rigged.
I want to go somewhere exotic, warm, sunny, and far away from reality.
I’m thinking I’ll wear my sombrero to work all day on the 5th.
Money really SHOULD grow on trees...at least on mine.
Whatever happened to Sinead O’Connor and her bald ass head?
Somedays I think I should shave my own head.
If you were invited to a botox party, would you go..or would you be offended?
The welfare system should tell certain individuals that in order to receive assistance, they are no longer allowed to procreate and must have a hysterectomy.
I just ate a banana, which I’m allergic to...but eat anyways for potassium and because they say you should. Now my entire mouth is tingling.
I want to do something spectacular for 4th of July weekend and get the hell outta dodge.
Dodge is a weird word.
My doctor told me this past week that he thought he had found a guy for me, since my mom is still obsessed with finding me a husband...but that he just found out he’s engaged. Thanks doc. What the hell was the point in that story. Thanks for letting me know.
Is it time for Oktoberfest? I need a bierock, booze, and some bad polka music.
Who said naptime is just for toddlers and the elderly? That’s bullshit.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
So I realize I suck at keeping this blog up...
To make up for my suckiness...I'm going to give you several posts now...that are previous posts from another blog o' mine. So read them all and relish in it...it may be another 4 months before I think to blog on here again! ha
...and I don't know why this post says May 21st...cause today is June 4th...almost June 5th. Hmmmm.
...and I don't know why this post says May 21st...cause today is June 4th...almost June 5th. Hmmmm.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Calling all sponsors!!!
Hello my friends and family! I know it seems like it was just yesterday, but it is that time of year again....fundraiser time! I will be vague about the organization and fundraiser itself on this page, but will add a link for your perusal!
This is my organization's best time for our matches to have fun and interact with others from the community, and a time for the community to get involved and learn more about our program and the services we provide. As usual, I am doing my part for our office here in Goodland. We are quite honestly struggling financially right now, and this is the best opportunity we have throughout the year to get ahead. I'm asking that each of you take the time to think about our program and try to budget a donation into whatever you set aside for yearly donations. I can tell you that currently our program has 44 matches, with about 35 more children on the waiting list!! The funds raised from this event help us to continue recruitment of volunteers, expansion efforts, provide more training opportunities for our volunteers and more group activities for our matches and children on the waiting list, and carry insurance for each match we have! Trust me, it adds up quickly and we want to be able to continue serving the children in our counties for years to come!
So, if you feel so inclined to bless us with your contribution, you can make a pledge or donation by clicking one of the links next to the picture on my link. This site allows you to actually make a donation online via debit or credit card OR you can make a pledge and select to be BILLED after the event (which is in April). My own personal goal of dollars I hope to raise is $2500 this year! It's a big challenge, but I hope I can reach it...shatter it actually!
Thanks very much for your support, it truly means a lot and I want to thank you in advance for any support to can give.
This is my organization's best time for our matches to have fun and interact with others from the community, and a time for the community to get involved and learn more about our program and the services we provide. As usual, I am doing my part for our office here in Goodland. We are quite honestly struggling financially right now, and this is the best opportunity we have throughout the year to get ahead. I'm asking that each of you take the time to think about our program and try to budget a donation into whatever you set aside for yearly donations. I can tell you that currently our program has 44 matches, with about 35 more children on the waiting list!! The funds raised from this event help us to continue recruitment of volunteers, expansion efforts, provide more training opportunities for our volunteers and more group activities for our matches and children on the waiting list, and carry insurance for each match we have! Trust me, it adds up quickly and we want to be able to continue serving the children in our counties for years to come!
So, if you feel so inclined to bless us with your contribution, you can make a pledge or donation by clicking one of the links next to the picture on my link. This site allows you to actually make a donation online via debit or credit card OR you can make a pledge and select to be BILLED after the event (which is in April). My own personal goal of dollars I hope to raise is $2500 this year! It's a big challenge, but I hope I can reach it...shatter it actually!
Thanks very much for your support, it truly means a lot and I want to thank you in advance for any support to can give.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Someone is trying to send me to the Looney Bin
I finally caved this morning. I just broke down and sent an email to Kraft Foods, which owns Post Cereals...to find out what the hell is going on with my Bran Flakes. Not only did my Wal-Mart quit selling them, but the Dillons in Liberal hasn't sold them for over a year. My parental units were here last weekend and we drove over to Colby. I made them go to both the Wal-Mart AND Dillons there and neither one of them had em. When they came up last weekend they were supposed to bring me a cooler full of meat (which they forgot to order so I could pick it up at Christmas- sorry, but I just can't buy beef at Wally World...it's too funky) but forgot...so they are taking it Janny tomorrow in Ulysses to bring up on Sunday when she meets Januea here. I know...I'm not sure how my parents put up with me either. I'm pretty weird AND very high maintainance! I don't mean to be...it just happens.
Soooo...I called Dad this morning and begged him to go buy me some at the Wal-Mart in Liberal because they still have been carrying them. He just called me laughing about 30 minutes ago to tell me....they don't have them either. THAT IS IT! NO MAS! THIS MEANS WAR! Okay, maybe not quite that, but close. He did say he'd drive to the other end of town and look at the Hispanic Market to see if they had them. I'm praying for at least 1 box. Surely God love me at least that much!
So after I hung up with Dad, I thought...SCREW THIS...I'm just gonna get online and order em by the case. I couldn't even find a place to do that! So I just sent them an email to the company telling them my sob story, how desperate I am, and how much of a lunatic it is making me. I mean, I got boxes of cereal for Christmas and was excited for the love of Pete?! No seriously, I ASKED for them for Christmas!!! That is NOT right.
Perhaps they'll feel sorry for me and give me a lifetime supply. Sigh....one can only hope and dream...(of crunchy, heavenly, tasty little bran flakes)!
Soooo...I called Dad this morning and begged him to go buy me some at the Wal-Mart in Liberal because they still have been carrying them. He just called me laughing about 30 minutes ago to tell me....they don't have them either. THAT IS IT! NO MAS! THIS MEANS WAR! Okay, maybe not quite that, but close. He did say he'd drive to the other end of town and look at the Hispanic Market to see if they had them. I'm praying for at least 1 box. Surely God love me at least that much!
So after I hung up with Dad, I thought...SCREW THIS...I'm just gonna get online and order em by the case. I couldn't even find a place to do that! So I just sent them an email to the company telling them my sob story, how desperate I am, and how much of a lunatic it is making me. I mean, I got boxes of cereal for Christmas and was excited for the love of Pete?! No seriously, I ASKED for them for Christmas!!! That is NOT right.
Perhaps they'll feel sorry for me and give me a lifetime supply. Sigh....one can only hope and dream...(of crunchy, heavenly, tasty little bran flakes)!
Dare to Dream???
I had a dream last week, as I often do, that was quite bizarre. For some reason I often have messed up dreams of mutilated babies and children or deformed ones with extra arms and stuff coming out of their foreheads. I'm assuming this is God's way of telling me, I'm weird enough and messed up enough on my own, I don't need to procreate. I have a dream like this usually once a month. It's been going on for years now. Although I certainly don't enjoy or appreciate it, I've grown somewhat accustom to the strangeness of it all.
Anyway, last week, I had a dream that was different. I was driving down a highway, but it was up high in the air. Similar to that of an overpass...but the entire highway was up, up and away. Not to out of the ordinary, perhaps. But the road was see-thru. The only sign that there was indeed a road was the yellow dotted center lines. There were buildings below, people milling around on their daily routines, and it was very hard to concentrate and focus on the driving and not falling on the invisible road I was traveling down. I don't know where I was heading or if it was important, I just know I was terrified of falling of the edge, hitting someone below, or the invisible road ending and me not realizing it, because...well, it was invisible to begin with. I was trying to watch for traffic on the same invisible road, but also birds and planes and shit in the air, and also was distracted by all the movement under the clear path I was on.
Does this seem odd to you? Does anyone else have random and crazy dreams? Do you read into them like I do? I see this dream as me feeling as though my life if heading down a path I'm unsure of, perhaps heading in a direction I should quickly change, but am too scared and paralyzed to attempt to alter the route. Hmmm.
Any thoughts?
Anyway, last week, I had a dream that was different. I was driving down a highway, but it was up high in the air. Similar to that of an overpass...but the entire highway was up, up and away. Not to out of the ordinary, perhaps. But the road was see-thru. The only sign that there was indeed a road was the yellow dotted center lines. There were buildings below, people milling around on their daily routines, and it was very hard to concentrate and focus on the driving and not falling on the invisible road I was traveling down. I don't know where I was heading or if it was important, I just know I was terrified of falling of the edge, hitting someone below, or the invisible road ending and me not realizing it, because...well, it was invisible to begin with. I was trying to watch for traffic on the same invisible road, but also birds and planes and shit in the air, and also was distracted by all the movement under the clear path I was on.
Does this seem odd to you? Does anyone else have random and crazy dreams? Do you read into them like I do? I see this dream as me feeling as though my life if heading down a path I'm unsure of, perhaps heading in a direction I should quickly change, but am too scared and paralyzed to attempt to alter the route. Hmmm.
Any thoughts?
Randomness
***I actually wrote this on Feb. 1st on my other blog***
Yesterday as I drove down the street and thought of another stupid thing I had just done, I said out loud to myself: "I am losing my minds!!". To which I then began laughing hysterically thinking, maybe that is the exact problem: Multiple personalities! I just hope no one saw me talking to myself, laughing, and shaking my head in pure amazement of my own weirdness.
Then, eating out with friends, I found the dill pickle slices on my plate, crunched away on a few and realized...pickles might just be one of God's greatest creations. Well, other than bran flakes that is!
If you read my previous post about my new way of doing Resolutions and Lent, you know that for February I gave up sweets and decided I was going to embrace my "singleness".... I'm already annoyed by it. And since it's not January anymore, I don't have to have a positive attitude about everything and can say...this was a gay idea and I hate myself today. Give up sweets?! What the heck? I thought I had said give up candy...but all sweets? I must have been delusional from lack of sleep when I wrote that nonsense! And embrace my singleness? What the heck ever. I'm going to be an old main, the ol' spinster, the scary old lady on the block, alone for the REST OF MY LIFE!!! Although I know this to be true, it doesn't mean I have to be happy or excited about it! Please. So right now, if I could clone myself and tell the original me to go to hell for writing that bullshit...I would so do it.
I've also decided that the next car I buy (which will probably not be until about 2025 cause I'm po' and will drive this one til it croaks), absolutley HAS to have butt warmers (which I was told to stop calling butt warmers, but that's what they are!) AND the automatic starter so I can start it from afar and it will be warm by the time I get in! I live in the frozen tundra people. I think it's only fair.
Other tiny snippets floating uselessly in my brain:
-I hate school.
-I should move back to Nashville.
-What kind of name is Mitt anyway?
-How the heck did someone think up marshmellows? (And when the hell are we going to have another smores party???)
-I think they should make a new version of Hee Haw and bring that shit back.
-My family is bizarre.
-Some people like Robin know far too many details regarding the oddities of the Thompson clan...taped butt cheeks, "shart" stories, whiplash from a frozen turkey, being the "dog's hind tit", etc.
-I hope my dogs are still alive.
-I think Januea should try out for American Gladiators.
-I think everyday should be Friday...or Saturday.
Yesterday as I drove down the street and thought of another stupid thing I had just done, I said out loud to myself: "I am losing my minds!!". To which I then began laughing hysterically thinking, maybe that is the exact problem: Multiple personalities! I just hope no one saw me talking to myself, laughing, and shaking my head in pure amazement of my own weirdness.
Then, eating out with friends, I found the dill pickle slices on my plate, crunched away on a few and realized...pickles might just be one of God's greatest creations. Well, other than bran flakes that is!
If you read my previous post about my new way of doing Resolutions and Lent, you know that for February I gave up sweets and decided I was going to embrace my "singleness".... I'm already annoyed by it. And since it's not January anymore, I don't have to have a positive attitude about everything and can say...this was a gay idea and I hate myself today. Give up sweets?! What the heck? I thought I had said give up candy...but all sweets? I must have been delusional from lack of sleep when I wrote that nonsense! And embrace my singleness? What the heck ever. I'm going to be an old main, the ol' spinster, the scary old lady on the block, alone for the REST OF MY LIFE!!! Although I know this to be true, it doesn't mean I have to be happy or excited about it! Please. So right now, if I could clone myself and tell the original me to go to hell for writing that bullshit...I would so do it.
I've also decided that the next car I buy (which will probably not be until about 2025 cause I'm po' and will drive this one til it croaks), absolutley HAS to have butt warmers (which I was told to stop calling butt warmers, but that's what they are!) AND the automatic starter so I can start it from afar and it will be warm by the time I get in! I live in the frozen tundra people. I think it's only fair.
Other tiny snippets floating uselessly in my brain:
-I hate school.
-I should move back to Nashville.
-What kind of name is Mitt anyway?
-How the heck did someone think up marshmellows? (And when the hell are we going to have another smores party???)
-I think they should make a new version of Hee Haw and bring that shit back.
-My family is bizarre.
-Some people like Robin know far too many details regarding the oddities of the Thompson clan...taped butt cheeks, "shart" stories, whiplash from a frozen turkey, being the "dog's hind tit", etc.
-I hope my dogs are still alive.
-I think Januea should try out for American Gladiators.
-I think everyday should be Friday...or Saturday.
Teethies
Let's take a poll.
How many of you actually brush your dogs teeth?
How many of you take your dog to get their teeth "cleaned" at the vet?
I have actually heard of brushing your dogs teeth, but in my entire life, I can say I have never done this, nor has anyone I know (that I remember). After my smaller dogs breath continued to get more and more fowl, I finally asked my dear friend Joy (the vet tech- poor gal- gets all my 9 million worried pet questions) if it could mean she has a bad tooth. She said yes, and I began what seemed like the never-ending battle with little Josie for her let me see her teeth. When I finally did, I realized, that the poor little pup has at least 1 if not more, that are definitely rotten. So, both dogs had to go in a few weeks ago to be knocked out, have their teeth cleaned, and have whatever needs pulled, extracted. And Josie had to start on antibiotics the week prior and stay on em for 10 days because of the infection in her tiny mouth. This fun little excursion to ensure I'm a good pet owner and mommy you KNOW was going to set me back a pretty penny...and of course, being my over analytical psycotic self, I now feel like all my past pets were mistreated and abused. What if they, too, had rotten teeth that hurt like hell and needed removed? And I just let them live out their days in paing and agony actually hating me.
Does this mean I'll start brushing Josie and Gabby's teeth. Doubtful, I'll probably take the easy road and just take them in for cleanings whenever they are suggested. Good lord, I'm retarded. I need pet insurance. I don't know anyone that really has that, but I'm starting to think it might be a good plan.
***UPDATE***
The dogs are fine. Didn't die or anything as I had feared. ha Poor little Josie did have to have 2 teeth removed and the one that I had been concerned about, pretty much just came out when he touched it. $407 later...their little puppy teeth are sparkling and their breath is a much less revolting! ha
How many of you actually brush your dogs teeth?
How many of you take your dog to get their teeth "cleaned" at the vet?
I have actually heard of brushing your dogs teeth, but in my entire life, I can say I have never done this, nor has anyone I know (that I remember). After my smaller dogs breath continued to get more and more fowl, I finally asked my dear friend Joy (the vet tech- poor gal- gets all my 9 million worried pet questions) if it could mean she has a bad tooth. She said yes, and I began what seemed like the never-ending battle with little Josie for her let me see her teeth. When I finally did, I realized, that the poor little pup has at least 1 if not more, that are definitely rotten. So, both dogs had to go in a few weeks ago to be knocked out, have their teeth cleaned, and have whatever needs pulled, extracted. And Josie had to start on antibiotics the week prior and stay on em for 10 days because of the infection in her tiny mouth. This fun little excursion to ensure I'm a good pet owner and mommy you KNOW was going to set me back a pretty penny...and of course, being my over analytical psycotic self, I now feel like all my past pets were mistreated and abused. What if they, too, had rotten teeth that hurt like hell and needed removed? And I just let them live out their days in paing and agony actually hating me.
Does this mean I'll start brushing Josie and Gabby's teeth. Doubtful, I'll probably take the easy road and just take them in for cleanings whenever they are suggested. Good lord, I'm retarded. I need pet insurance. I don't know anyone that really has that, but I'm starting to think it might be a good plan.
***UPDATE***
The dogs are fine. Didn't die or anything as I had feared. ha Poor little Josie did have to have 2 teeth removed and the one that I had been concerned about, pretty much just came out when he touched it. $407 later...their little puppy teeth are sparkling and their breath is a much less revolting! ha
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
MY 2008!
So this year, I decided to do something different for resolutions. Rather than make a bunch at the beginning of the year, that I forget about by March...I'm trying a different approach. And although I'm not Catholic, I have always practiced giving something up during Lent. So, this year, I'm going to mix it up and combine these 2 traditions. I'm going to give up something different each month and have a different resolution for each month. I think I can focus much better for a month at a time, rather than a year! LMAO!! ADD perhaps?
Anyway, here's the plan.
January
I'm going to give up trashy gossip magazines. I go through phases with these. I won't buy any, and then I'll buy like 10. It's a sick obsession and who really cares if Paris went to jail, Britney has another baby, or Tom Cruise is a freak??? Besides, these stupid magazines are anywhere from $2-5 each. So, I'll save a little money also.
My resolution for January is to THINK POSITIVE. I know I can become quite a pessimist. Now that the holidays are over and I'm away from my family again, I tend to become depressed and restless with life. So...all January...HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY! If you see or talk to me and I'm reading or buying a stupid gossip magazine to see if Ashlee Simpson really got a nose job...or if I'm being grumpy or pessimistic...it's your duty as a friend to call me out on it! Be kind though!
February
I'm going to give up sweets. Any and all kinds...ice cream, chocolate, SPK. Could be painful during the Valentine candy smorgasbord that will be everywhere!
My resolution in February is going to be to embrace my singleness. As most of you know by now...it disturbs me (and my mother ) a great deal I seem to be destined for eternal singledom! So, with the crappy Valentine's holiday this month...I am really going to try to just get over it and enjoy my freedom to do what I what, when I want, and how I want.
March
I'm going to give up shopping, other than the essentials like groceries, gas, toilet paper, etc. Perhaps a month of absolutely no purchases of any kind will help me remember that I can survive without another pair of heels, life will go on without a new couch, and I'll still be breathing without a new puppy. It should also help my bank account! Besides January was all the big purchases (new washer/dryer- since mine caught on fire, new laptop, new desktop, new camera, etc. I know...a bit out of control?!)
My resolution for this month will be to elminate that which I don't need or use on a regular basis. I do this usually once or twice a year and purge quite a bit from my home. Helps eliminate clutter and I get to take a load of stuff to the thrift shop for someone else to enjoy.
April
I'm going to give up fowl language. I've got back in the habit of cursing way too much. No mas. My resolution for this month will be to focus, focus, focus on my coursework, not let my self get behind, and prepare for the final exams and projects for this semester.
May
I'm going to give up alcohol. I realize that I don't really drink that much anymore, but I think this is a fair thing to give up for the month of May, since this month has one of my favorite holidays...that usually translates to mucho cervesa!
My resolution will be to be a better friend. Keep in touch better with those that I don't see regularly, do more with and for my friends, and listen more.
June
I'm going to give up red meat. A month of attempting to unclog arteries can't be a bad thing. Surely I can grill enough chicken to suffice?
My resolution will be to get outdoors more and enjoy the sun.
July
I'm going to give up television. Surely I can do it for one month! Does it count if I DVR everything for a month to watch once August rolls around?!
My resolution will be to make life for my dogs healthier....less treats, more walks, more playing outside.
August
I'm going to give up control. I'm going to let life lead me where it will and quit trying to steer it every step of the way. This should prove entertaining and very frustrating, I'm sure.
My resolution will be to use my hot tub every single day. It helps me feel better and I haven't used it near as much as I should! And since I can't afford massages near as often as I'd like to, I should really take advantage of the big beast in my backyard! So come on over friends! This month I'm also going to resolve to get back to writing music and playing the guitar more. I haven't done much of this since I moved actually, and I miss it.
September
Please make sure you are sitting down, and tryi to contain your laughter on this one. I'm going to give up driving. Now there are some obvious sidebars to this one. I will walk or ride my bike to work and friends homes weather permitting or unless a work meeting is out of town. Sorry, but I have enough technical issues with my bike anyway, I will not ride it in rain!
My resolution will be to complete as many home improvement projects as possible. There are several that are midway, some that are ready to be started, and others that are just in the thought process. September should be a month I have a little time to do some of this.
October
I'm going to give up dining out. I already don't really eat fast food...unless you count Subway. But, cutting out the...oh...4 other restaurants in town my friends and I enjoy going to, will suck. I don't have to cook or clean up, but it cost more money and I can't control what is going into the food I am consuming.
My resolution will be to focus on my job. This is usually a pretty busy month for me and I tend to stress myself out way too much.
November
I'm going to give up pineapple juice. I enjoy it way too much really. And my poor parents are really tired of stocking up and delivering the little 6 packs of it to me!
My resolution will be to read more. Read more autobiographies, historical books, novels, and even newspapers. (Notice, I didn't say cheesy gossip magazines!)
December
I'm going to give up trying to please everyone else...and live for the moment, live for laughter, live for me.
My resolution will be to show my appreciation and love for my family. They mean everything to me and should always know that. I'm not the best with relaying the message and really need to work on that!
So there ya have it. I may hate myself throughout the year for posting this for all of you to see and be able to call me out on. I am reading a book that really gave me the idea for this all. Give It Up! My year of learning to live better with less by Mary Carlomagno. It's a quick and easy read, entertaining, and at least to me...though provoking in some ways.
Happy New Year my friends! Hope you have great plans for your 2008!
Anyway, here's the plan.
January
I'm going to give up trashy gossip magazines. I go through phases with these. I won't buy any, and then I'll buy like 10. It's a sick obsession and who really cares if Paris went to jail, Britney has another baby, or Tom Cruise is a freak??? Besides, these stupid magazines are anywhere from $2-5 each. So, I'll save a little money also.
My resolution for January is to THINK POSITIVE. I know I can become quite a pessimist. Now that the holidays are over and I'm away from my family again, I tend to become depressed and restless with life. So...all January...HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY! If you see or talk to me and I'm reading or buying a stupid gossip magazine to see if Ashlee Simpson really got a nose job...or if I'm being grumpy or pessimistic...it's your duty as a friend to call me out on it! Be kind though!
February
I'm going to give up sweets. Any and all kinds...ice cream, chocolate, SPK. Could be painful during the Valentine candy smorgasbord that will be everywhere!
My resolution in February is going to be to embrace my singleness. As most of you know by now...it disturbs me (and my mother ) a great deal I seem to be destined for eternal singledom! So, with the crappy Valentine's holiday this month...I am really going to try to just get over it and enjoy my freedom to do what I what, when I want, and how I want.
March
I'm going to give up shopping, other than the essentials like groceries, gas, toilet paper, etc. Perhaps a month of absolutely no purchases of any kind will help me remember that I can survive without another pair of heels, life will go on without a new couch, and I'll still be breathing without a new puppy. It should also help my bank account! Besides January was all the big purchases (new washer/dryer- since mine caught on fire, new laptop, new desktop, new camera, etc. I know...a bit out of control?!)
My resolution for this month will be to elminate that which I don't need or use on a regular basis. I do this usually once or twice a year and purge quite a bit from my home. Helps eliminate clutter and I get to take a load of stuff to the thrift shop for someone else to enjoy.
April
I'm going to give up fowl language. I've got back in the habit of cursing way too much. No mas. My resolution for this month will be to focus, focus, focus on my coursework, not let my self get behind, and prepare for the final exams and projects for this semester.
May
I'm going to give up alcohol. I realize that I don't really drink that much anymore, but I think this is a fair thing to give up for the month of May, since this month has one of my favorite holidays...that usually translates to mucho cervesa!
My resolution will be to be a better friend. Keep in touch better with those that I don't see regularly, do more with and for my friends, and listen more.
June
I'm going to give up red meat. A month of attempting to unclog arteries can't be a bad thing. Surely I can grill enough chicken to suffice?
My resolution will be to get outdoors more and enjoy the sun.
July
I'm going to give up television. Surely I can do it for one month! Does it count if I DVR everything for a month to watch once August rolls around?!
My resolution will be to make life for my dogs healthier....less treats, more walks, more playing outside.
August
I'm going to give up control. I'm going to let life lead me where it will and quit trying to steer it every step of the way. This should prove entertaining and very frustrating, I'm sure.
My resolution will be to use my hot tub every single day. It helps me feel better and I haven't used it near as much as I should! And since I can't afford massages near as often as I'd like to, I should really take advantage of the big beast in my backyard! So come on over friends! This month I'm also going to resolve to get back to writing music and playing the guitar more. I haven't done much of this since I moved actually, and I miss it.
September
Please make sure you are sitting down, and tryi to contain your laughter on this one. I'm going to give up driving. Now there are some obvious sidebars to this one. I will walk or ride my bike to work and friends homes weather permitting or unless a work meeting is out of town. Sorry, but I have enough technical issues with my bike anyway, I will not ride it in rain!
My resolution will be to complete as many home improvement projects as possible. There are several that are midway, some that are ready to be started, and others that are just in the thought process. September should be a month I have a little time to do some of this.
October
I'm going to give up dining out. I already don't really eat fast food...unless you count Subway. But, cutting out the...oh...4 other restaurants in town my friends and I enjoy going to, will suck. I don't have to cook or clean up, but it cost more money and I can't control what is going into the food I am consuming.
My resolution will be to focus on my job. This is usually a pretty busy month for me and I tend to stress myself out way too much.
November
I'm going to give up pineapple juice. I enjoy it way too much really. And my poor parents are really tired of stocking up and delivering the little 6 packs of it to me!
My resolution will be to read more. Read more autobiographies, historical books, novels, and even newspapers. (Notice, I didn't say cheesy gossip magazines!)
December
I'm going to give up trying to please everyone else...and live for the moment, live for laughter, live for me.
My resolution will be to show my appreciation and love for my family. They mean everything to me and should always know that. I'm not the best with relaying the message and really need to work on that!
So there ya have it. I may hate myself throughout the year for posting this for all of you to see and be able to call me out on. I am reading a book that really gave me the idea for this all. Give It Up! My year of learning to live better with less by Mary Carlomagno. It's a quick and easy read, entertaining, and at least to me...though provoking in some ways.
Happy New Year my friends! Hope you have great plans for your 2008!
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