Good GRACIOUS! I love those kids.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
It's a photo post!
Zeb is totally obsessed with playing brickbreaker on my BlackBerry. He loves this game. If I am not using my phone or taking a nap or something, I will let him play with it. Today, I was going through the pictures on my phone and I found these:
Good GRACIOUS! I love those kids.
Good GRACIOUS! I love those kids.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Spring Cleaning
I got an email from blogger about their new Blogger in Draft thing, and while playing with it I accidentally set my blog to look like this. Whoops! It's pretty nice though, right?
I have been struggling to hold onto my anxiety lately. I find myself unraveling with less external influence. It doesn't take much to set me off, and then I find myself in a screaming while cleaning frenzy. Today, for example, I woke up around 9:00 am because I was hungry. I got up, got dressed, and somewhere between putting my contacts in and brushing my teeth, I FLIPPED MY SHIT. When I got to the kitchen I put the dishes away, loaded the dishwasher, started directing the kids to doing this and that and the other. I cleaned the stove and the microwave. I cleaned the counters. I cleaned the vent on the microwave. I had the kids clean the fridge, clean windows, clean the front of the stove. We cleaned off the bar, moved the kitchen table downstairs. We vacuumed the living room, and then the formal dining room which we then cleaned out and ate dinner in for the FIRST TIME SINCE MY PARENTS BOUGHT THIS HOUSE IN 2004.
Yeah. It was kind of out of control. The house does not even look the same with the kitchen table downstairs. The kitchen looks massive. It is nice and easy to navigate in. Also, since we rearranged the living room and added my futon and recliner and coffee table, we've managed to keep it cleaner and more organized. At this point, three rooms in the house are pretty well taken care of. We do need to clean out and organize the bookshelves in the living room, but that is really all that is left in those three rooms.
Once we get those sorted, we plan to start on the family room/Phillip's room and my room. Since I am going to move my stuff down into Jason&Liz's old room in the basement, Phillip will get his old room back and then my mom will have the family room to, you know, use as a family room. That room is going to be the worst because it has a bunch of my shit, a bunch of gardening shit, and then a bunch of Phillip's nasty nasty nastiness. Plus, whatever grossness the kids left there when my mom wasn't watching them while I was away at camp last summer.
So, yeah. We are harnessing the power of my anxiety to do our spring cleaning.
OH, and hilariously, when we were moving the bar to clean out behind it and spray for ants/spiders I found a dead mouse. Rural Missouri, you are a mess.
I have been struggling to hold onto my anxiety lately. I find myself unraveling with less external influence. It doesn't take much to set me off, and then I find myself in a screaming while cleaning frenzy. Today, for example, I woke up around 9:00 am because I was hungry. I got up, got dressed, and somewhere between putting my contacts in and brushing my teeth, I FLIPPED MY SHIT. When I got to the kitchen I put the dishes away, loaded the dishwasher, started directing the kids to doing this and that and the other. I cleaned the stove and the microwave. I cleaned the counters. I cleaned the vent on the microwave. I had the kids clean the fridge, clean windows, clean the front of the stove. We cleaned off the bar, moved the kitchen table downstairs. We vacuumed the living room, and then the formal dining room which we then cleaned out and ate dinner in for the FIRST TIME SINCE MY PARENTS BOUGHT THIS HOUSE IN 2004.
Yeah. It was kind of out of control. The house does not even look the same with the kitchen table downstairs. The kitchen looks massive. It is nice and easy to navigate in. Also, since we rearranged the living room and added my futon and recliner and coffee table, we've managed to keep it cleaner and more organized. At this point, three rooms in the house are pretty well taken care of. We do need to clean out and organize the bookshelves in the living room, but that is really all that is left in those three rooms.
Once we get those sorted, we plan to start on the family room/Phillip's room and my room. Since I am going to move my stuff down into Jason&Liz's old room in the basement, Phillip will get his old room back and then my mom will have the family room to, you know, use as a family room. That room is going to be the worst because it has a bunch of my shit, a bunch of gardening shit, and then a bunch of Phillip's nasty nasty nastiness. Plus, whatever grossness the kids left there when my mom wasn't watching them while I was away at camp last summer.
So, yeah. We are harnessing the power of my anxiety to do our spring cleaning.
OH, and hilariously, when we were moving the bar to clean out behind it and spray for ants/spiders I found a dead mouse. Rural Missouri, you are a mess.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Sorry for being lazy.
I have neglected you, Blog. I have neglected you, too, friends. I am so sorry, but I assure you, I have really been busy. Like, I know in my last entry I was all "splish splash I am busy" but that was a joke. That was an exaggeration. That was a wish. Since then I feel like I have been put through a fucking GAUNTLET.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT FEELS LIKE?! A GAUNTLET?! IT FEELS LIKE IT SUCKS!
Where should I start? There is not much to mention. I mean, unless you think that my mom and I confronting a drug dealer in my brother's living room and then getting into a screaming match with the aforementioned drug dealer's gf in the front yard is worth mentioning. Because that definitely happened.
Or the time I worked for nine days straight. Most days from 6am-2pm. By the end of that marathon of employment I was going to bed, no bullshit, at 6pm. And my hair looked like shit everyday b/c I had to take a shower before I went to bed, since there was no way in hell I was going to be able to get up early enough to shower before work.
So yeah. Mostly the marathon is what was kicking my ass. I am going to try to be better. I know people who balance work, school, and active social lives. I cannot even handle work and that is a crying shame. I need to get it together. I am going to GET IT TOGETHERRRR!!!!
At least I have my beautiful, wonderful, magical BlackBerry. That phone has been my LIFESAVER. It's how I've been able to keep up with what is going on on FB and twitter! Plus, I got a new, super cute purple and black zebra striped case for it. So yeah. It's pretty rad.
My car is all legal and registered and insured and titled. I drove it to work two days in a row when I discovered that there was oil pouring out of it. My brother says the rear seal or some shit is bad and that is why it is leaking. Natch, this is a $30 part that will cost $500 in labor to install. He is supposed to be going to Okinawa for work, and he promised me that if he really did make good money he would buy and have a completely new motor put in it. I doubt very highly that will happen, so I am just going to save up like a normal person. At any rate, Millicent (that's my car's name, y'all) is out of commission. And this makes me very very very sad.
Okay, so this is the latest I have stayed up in, like, two weeks and I need to go to bed b/c I am still kind of tired. I will try to be better. For real.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT FEELS LIKE?! A GAUNTLET?! IT FEELS LIKE IT SUCKS!
Where should I start? There is not much to mention. I mean, unless you think that my mom and I confronting a drug dealer in my brother's living room and then getting into a screaming match with the aforementioned drug dealer's gf in the front yard is worth mentioning. Because that definitely happened.
Or the time I worked for nine days straight. Most days from 6am-2pm. By the end of that marathon of employment I was going to bed, no bullshit, at 6pm. And my hair looked like shit everyday b/c I had to take a shower before I went to bed, since there was no way in hell I was going to be able to get up early enough to shower before work.
So yeah. Mostly the marathon is what was kicking my ass. I am going to try to be better. I know people who balance work, school, and active social lives. I cannot even handle work and that is a crying shame. I need to get it together. I am going to GET IT TOGETHERRRR!!!!
At least I have my beautiful, wonderful, magical BlackBerry. That phone has been my LIFESAVER. It's how I've been able to keep up with what is going on on FB and twitter! Plus, I got a new, super cute purple and black zebra striped case for it. So yeah. It's pretty rad.
My car is all legal and registered and insured and titled. I drove it to work two days in a row when I discovered that there was oil pouring out of it. My brother says the rear seal or some shit is bad and that is why it is leaking. Natch, this is a $30 part that will cost $500 in labor to install. He is supposed to be going to Okinawa for work, and he promised me that if he really did make good money he would buy and have a completely new motor put in it. I doubt very highly that will happen, so I am just going to save up like a normal person. At any rate, Millicent (that's my car's name, y'all) is out of commission. And this makes me very very very sad.
Okay, so this is the latest I have stayed up in, like, two weeks and I need to go to bed b/c I am still kind of tired. I will try to be better. For real.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Splish Splash
Splish splash, I am one busy bitch.
I have spent the last week going looney tunes with work, family, and my car.
On the work front, everything is going great. I am really comfortable with my work, and it's really nice because it's so clean there. So, I don't pull my hair our as often having anxiety attacks over the clutter and mess in my homelife. It's nice to have that peace. On a sad front, I think I have gained like 7 pounds since I started working there since all I do (once my cleaning is done) is sit on my ass eating oreos and watching TV. I need to start bringing some carrot sticks or nuts or something. I DID run up and down the downstairs hallway the other day when there was nobody else there. That should count for something. Man, I am weird.
On the family front, I don't even know where to begin. Jason and Liz got moved into a house three doors down (the first person to leave a comment about the band is getting smacked in the genitals the next time I see them), and that's pretty cool because when I start to freak out I can just run down to their house. Which rules. We bought my mom a laptop for her birthday (we being my dad, Samantha, and me). Of course, when it arrived, though, the wireless did not function properly. I spent a day on the phone with Linksys (who frankly, if I may be so bold, sets the standard for tech support) getting my router's firmware upgraded (which I know how to do, now, because I watched while she remotely accessed my parents' computer), and after that did not fix the issue with the laptop, I sent that shit back. We ordered her a new one and look forward to getting it soon and SO HELP ME GOD IF IT DOESN'T WORK RIGHT!!!!!
On my car front, I got the fusible link repaired, a new timing belt, a new waterpump, new tires, new tirerods, and an alignment. As soon as I get the windshield replaced, I will be able to get it registered and plated and then OH MY GOD I WILL HAVE MY OWN CAR! I thought we were going to die driving it to get new tires put on it. When they took them off they told me that one of the tires had at least two cans of fix a flat in it. If I ever see that guy I bought the car from again, I am going to punch him in the sternum. What a fucking idiot. Oh well.
I got a haircut last week. Or this week. I can't remember. And I got contacts today. So, now I look like this:
I know. I am one pretty lady. It's hard to believe I am single.
My friend Nats started a movie reviewing blog called Sculpting in Time. I've added it on the side over there, and if you like movies, reviews, or stuff that is really well written you should check it out. Tell her Kashmir sent you. Hurr hurr.
I have spent the last week going looney tunes with work, family, and my car.
On the work front, everything is going great. I am really comfortable with my work, and it's really nice because it's so clean there. So, I don't pull my hair our as often having anxiety attacks over the clutter and mess in my homelife. It's nice to have that peace. On a sad front, I think I have gained like 7 pounds since I started working there since all I do (once my cleaning is done) is sit on my ass eating oreos and watching TV. I need to start bringing some carrot sticks or nuts or something. I DID run up and down the downstairs hallway the other day when there was nobody else there. That should count for something. Man, I am weird.
On the family front, I don't even know where to begin. Jason and Liz got moved into a house three doors down (the first person to leave a comment about the band is getting smacked in the genitals the next time I see them), and that's pretty cool because when I start to freak out I can just run down to their house. Which rules. We bought my mom a laptop for her birthday (we being my dad, Samantha, and me). Of course, when it arrived, though, the wireless did not function properly. I spent a day on the phone with Linksys (who frankly, if I may be so bold, sets the standard for tech support) getting my router's firmware upgraded (which I know how to do, now, because I watched while she remotely accessed my parents' computer), and after that did not fix the issue with the laptop, I sent that shit back. We ordered her a new one and look forward to getting it soon and SO HELP ME GOD IF IT DOESN'T WORK RIGHT!!!!!
On my car front, I got the fusible link repaired, a new timing belt, a new waterpump, new tires, new tirerods, and an alignment. As soon as I get the windshield replaced, I will be able to get it registered and plated and then OH MY GOD I WILL HAVE MY OWN CAR! I thought we were going to die driving it to get new tires put on it. When they took them off they told me that one of the tires had at least two cans of fix a flat in it. If I ever see that guy I bought the car from again, I am going to punch him in the sternum. What a fucking idiot. Oh well.
I got a haircut last week. Or this week. I can't remember. And I got contacts today. So, now I look like this:
I know. I am one pretty lady. It's hard to believe I am single.
My friend Nats started a movie reviewing blog called Sculpting in Time. I've added it on the side over there, and if you like movies, reviews, or stuff that is really well written you should check it out. Tell her Kashmir sent you. Hurr hurr.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Man, I have been busy. Not so busy, internet, that I couldn't post a blog...there is really no excuse for that other than I am just lazy. I hope you can forgive me.
I decided to make my blog private for about a week because I did a fair amount of shit talking and I was afraid the person I was talking shit about had found this bad boy. I removed the links from where she could easily find it, made it private, and hoped for the best. Nothing has come up about the whole shebang, so I think I am in the clear.
Anyway, last week my goddamn brother got in a car wreck. And by "got in a car wreck" I really mean "he was driving down the road, rubbed the tire against the raised median, broke the tire off, and then totaled two cars, trashed another, and totaled the truck." Like I said, he got in a car wreck.
He was fine, thankfully, and nobody else was hurt, so that is one of those could've been way way way way WAY worse things. You're not sure you agree? At this point I had planned to put pics of the truck, but for some reason I cannot get them to link from my flickr account. Check back later for a post with pics.
In other news, we ultimately decided to take the car to a mechanic b/c my brother can't be here and the car can't be there and GODDAMNIT, I WANT TO DRIVE IT, OKAY?! I BOUGHT IT, IT'S MINE, I WANT TO PLAY WITH IT!
Just saying.
In other news, as a result of the aftermath of the truck masacree, Liz has made Jason move from sgf back to Houston. They rented the house two doors down from us, so that is cute. They will be super close...so I can run over to their house when I need a break from the chaos at mine.
Okay, so, I guess that is about it. This feels kind of haphazard, but I have been multitasking like crazy all thru this entry. I found an old memory card from when I was in high school (we're talking spring of 2003) so I am pretty excited to see what kind of stupid shit is on here. I'll let you know if there is anything good.
Eventually.
I decided to make my blog private for about a week because I did a fair amount of shit talking and I was afraid the person I was talking shit about had found this bad boy. I removed the links from where she could easily find it, made it private, and hoped for the best. Nothing has come up about the whole shebang, so I think I am in the clear.
Anyway, last week my goddamn brother got in a car wreck. And by "got in a car wreck" I really mean "he was driving down the road, rubbed the tire against the raised median, broke the tire off, and then totaled two cars, trashed another, and totaled the truck." Like I said, he got in a car wreck.
He was fine, thankfully, and nobody else was hurt, so that is one of those could've been way way way way WAY worse things. You're not sure you agree? At this point I had planned to put pics of the truck, but for some reason I cannot get them to link from my flickr account. Check back later for a post with pics.
In other news, we ultimately decided to take the car to a mechanic b/c my brother can't be here and the car can't be there and GODDAMNIT, I WANT TO DRIVE IT, OKAY?! I BOUGHT IT, IT'S MINE, I WANT TO PLAY WITH IT!
Just saying.
In other news, as a result of the aftermath of the truck masacree, Liz has made Jason move from sgf back to Houston. They rented the house two doors down from us, so that is cute. They will be super close...so I can run over to their house when I need a break from the chaos at mine.
Okay, so, I guess that is about it. This feels kind of haphazard, but I have been multitasking like crazy all thru this entry. I found an old memory card from when I was in high school (we're talking spring of 2003) so I am pretty excited to see what kind of stupid shit is on here. I'll let you know if there is anything good.
Eventually.
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