An Allstate commercial just made me tear up. Also bringing tears to my eyes - the thought of switching to Direct TV just for the NFL Ticket. Don't get me wrong, I know to my die hard football freak of a hubby this is EVERYTHING.. But I hate change.
We're watching a show about marijuana. They keep calling it cannabis, and I don't know how I feel about that. It makes me think of cannon balls, and cannibals. Neither of which gives me happy feelings. Though cannon balls makes me think of pirates, and Johnny Depp makes me seriously happy.. So I guess it's all good. And now when I think "weed", I will lust after Depp. I think it'll work out alright.
Brenna just got home. She also just announced herself to be "daughter of Mrs Insane and Mr Buttcrack". She also said "He gave me a cheeto today. I like cheetos. I almost pushed this one dude off of his bike. I could have if I really tried, but I didn't feel like it. Too much effort."
Zac is making cheesy chicken enchilada rice chicken helper stuff.. Only we have no chicken, so he's using hamburger. I don't know how this makes me feel either. Yes, a lot of emotional wishy-washiness going on tonight.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Ice Ice, Baby
The world is probably getting sick of listening to me chomp ice. The lettuce phase is over, and now I can't get enough ice.
I'll tell you what I'm getting sick of.. waiting for my disability back pay. Knowing it's SO CLOSE, but not here yet is messing with my mind. In big ways.
I had some big pain going on earlier when I tried to take a nap. Zac suggested it was a tumor. He's supportive like that.
I've created a huge shopping list pretty much revolving around coupons. Hundreds of coupons. I went through and got the ones I need (possibly). I finished around 8:30pm. I started around 12:30. I'll let you do the math. I did other things too, but nothing of significance. I still need to go through and group the coupons, so I can decide which one to use when we're at the store.
I don't get to go to the store until my back pay gets here. Unless I sneak there on Saturday. But if I go on Saturday, then I won't get very much of it, I'll have to just cross off a few things, and then have to recopy the entire list because, well, that's just the way it works.
My awesome wireless printer won't work wirelessly. I'm annoyed.
"See these blisters? They hurt so bad, and yet you make me get up to fix the printer."
"I can't shelter you your whole life, hun."
So anyway, if you talk to Zac today, be sure to console him on the loss of skin on the bottom of his feet.
Haha, I said conSOLE.. I'm too funny.
Oh God. He's watching Bonanza. I don't know what disturbs me more.. the fact that he knows all their names, or that he's texting questions to ChaCha about the show.
Well, I need to continue my search for Lunchables coupons.
And refill my glass with ice.
I'll tell you what I'm getting sick of.. waiting for my disability back pay. Knowing it's SO CLOSE, but not here yet is messing with my mind. In big ways.
I had some big pain going on earlier when I tried to take a nap. Zac suggested it was a tumor. He's supportive like that.
I've created a huge shopping list pretty much revolving around coupons. Hundreds of coupons. I went through and got the ones I need (possibly). I finished around 8:30pm. I started around 12:30. I'll let you do the math. I did other things too, but nothing of significance. I still need to go through and group the coupons, so I can decide which one to use when we're at the store.
I don't get to go to the store until my back pay gets here. Unless I sneak there on Saturday. But if I go on Saturday, then I won't get very much of it, I'll have to just cross off a few things, and then have to recopy the entire list because, well, that's just the way it works.
My awesome wireless printer won't work wirelessly. I'm annoyed.
"See these blisters? They hurt so bad, and yet you make me get up to fix the printer."
"I can't shelter you your whole life, hun."
So anyway, if you talk to Zac today, be sure to console him on the loss of skin on the bottom of his feet.
Haha, I said conSOLE.. I'm too funny.
Oh God. He's watching Bonanza. I don't know what disturbs me more.. the fact that he knows all their names, or that he's texting questions to ChaCha about the show.
Well, I need to continue my search for Lunchables coupons.
And refill my glass with ice.
Monday, August 29, 2011
I may need a hobby.
In 2 minutes I will have literally spent 3 hours cutting coupons. Ya, that's what I said. 3 hours.
What's sadder is that I'm still doing it.
Oh! It's raining! cool.
Granted I've taken breaks to use the bathroom, change channels, throw trash away, eat, let the dogs in and out, and in, and out, and then back in, think about starting some laundry, deciding against it, and planning to have Chris pick up his toys from the kitchen floor when he gets home.
This morning was equally as uneventful, but I was in town all morning, so I have an excuse for not getting anything done.
That reminds me.. I love my car.
I'm hoping Chris doesn't have a fever when he comes home from school today. He's been fine in the morning, but then by late afternoon he's got one. It makes no sense. 5 weeks is a long time for it to be happening. I really don't want to go to the doctor today. I don't want to put him through more tests, but come on, really?
At least my mom works there again, so she can do the poking. Maybe if grama pokes him enough, he'll hang out at home a little more often.
*cut*cut*cut*
So my daughter decided this summer to start living at home again. Which is great.. Except now I secretly love the Disney channel. Well, let's not get carried away I guess. I love 3 shows on the Disney channel.
Wizards of Waverly Place, Phinneas and Ferb .. aaaaaand the best of all....
Good Luck Charlie. How can you not love that show? Amy is my favorite.
My hand hurts from cutting. I wonder if I will actually ever purchase two 6.2 to 11oz Archer Farms macaroni and cheese items before September 10th.
Probably not, but it's almost a dare now.
What's sadder is that I'm still doing it.
Oh! It's raining! cool.
Granted I've taken breaks to use the bathroom, change channels, throw trash away, eat, let the dogs in and out, and in, and out, and then back in, think about starting some laundry, deciding against it, and planning to have Chris pick up his toys from the kitchen floor when he gets home.
This morning was equally as uneventful, but I was in town all morning, so I have an excuse for not getting anything done.
That reminds me.. I love my car.
I'm hoping Chris doesn't have a fever when he comes home from school today. He's been fine in the morning, but then by late afternoon he's got one. It makes no sense. 5 weeks is a long time for it to be happening. I really don't want to go to the doctor today. I don't want to put him through more tests, but come on, really?
At least my mom works there again, so she can do the poking. Maybe if grama pokes him enough, he'll hang out at home a little more often.
*cut*cut*cut*
So my daughter decided this summer to start living at home again. Which is great.. Except now I secretly love the Disney channel. Well, let's not get carried away I guess. I love 3 shows on the Disney channel.
Wizards of Waverly Place, Phinneas and Ferb .. aaaaaand the best of all....
Good Luck Charlie. How can you not love that show? Amy is my favorite.
My hand hurts from cutting. I wonder if I will actually ever purchase two 6.2 to 11oz Archer Farms macaroni and cheese items before September 10th.
Probably not, but it's almost a dare now.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Chores
My son just said to me - "You get to clean the house while I'm at school!" .. Really.. yay.
I think I folded Brenna's entire wardrobe this afternoon. For reals, I am assuming she waits until every piece of her clothing is dirty and piled on her floor before she brings it out to be washed. Well, at least I know they're all getting used, right?
In a blatant move to avoid cleaning this evening, my kids retreated over to grama's. Really it just means I have some peace, and a lot more time before I have to find money for Brenna's phone card. There's a lot on the list of chores that needs to be done before she gets another one. Since I don't have the money, perhaps it's a good thing she's not trying to earn it.
I did have them pound out a couple major things before they left, so it's all good.
I worked on laundry, and I don't know where to go next. I cleaned the trash off of the stove. Seriously, who piles their stove with trash? I won't name names, but oh yeah, it's not me.
I have probably 5 loads of laundry left to do, and then I'll be totally caught up. TOTALLY caught up. It's been years since that was the case. I'll be doing a happy dance. No, you don't get to watch. You might steal my moves.
Other things that need to get done tonight.. finding a spare pair of clothes for Chris to have in his locker at school, putting his bus ID in his back pack, putting his lunch menu choices in his back pack, putting his raisins in his back pack.. His back pack is already full, by the way.. He's already picked out his clothes to wear tomorrow.. Now I just have to manage to get him bathed and in bed by 9, and we're good to go.
Good To Go. I have a lot of socks. Just thought I'd mention it.
Can you put pictures in these blogs? Certainly there's a way.
My pile of boxes in the corner of the living room fell over. This means I have to sort through them sooner than I planned on. Which possibly was "never".
I want to hang my picture up from Aunt Janice. I should have asked for 3 big ones. Then I could cover up the glue squiggles that are a huge eyesore in my living room. I really don't know what to do about them.
I wonder where the hand vacuum cord is.
Time to switch laundry. Any volunteers? I thought not. Alright. I'll be right back.
I'm missing 2 bags on my laundry sorter. I need to hunt those down today. I know one's in the bathroom.
I have got to figure out my clothes situation in my room. I got rid of SO many clothes in March, but they still seem to be everywhere. Obviously I don't wear them, so I think I'll just bag them up and shipt them out.
Ok, time to watch SpongeBob. Outties.
I think I folded Brenna's entire wardrobe this afternoon. For reals, I am assuming she waits until every piece of her clothing is dirty and piled on her floor before she brings it out to be washed. Well, at least I know they're all getting used, right?
In a blatant move to avoid cleaning this evening, my kids retreated over to grama's. Really it just means I have some peace, and a lot more time before I have to find money for Brenna's phone card. There's a lot on the list of chores that needs to be done before she gets another one. Since I don't have the money, perhaps it's a good thing she's not trying to earn it.
I did have them pound out a couple major things before they left, so it's all good.
I worked on laundry, and I don't know where to go next. I cleaned the trash off of the stove. Seriously, who piles their stove with trash? I won't name names, but oh yeah, it's not me.
I have probably 5 loads of laundry left to do, and then I'll be totally caught up. TOTALLY caught up. It's been years since that was the case. I'll be doing a happy dance. No, you don't get to watch. You might steal my moves.
Other things that need to get done tonight.. finding a spare pair of clothes for Chris to have in his locker at school, putting his bus ID in his back pack, putting his lunch menu choices in his back pack, putting his raisins in his back pack.. His back pack is already full, by the way.. He's already picked out his clothes to wear tomorrow.. Now I just have to manage to get him bathed and in bed by 9, and we're good to go.
Good To Go. I have a lot of socks. Just thought I'd mention it.
Can you put pictures in these blogs? Certainly there's a way.
My pile of boxes in the corner of the living room fell over. This means I have to sort through them sooner than I planned on. Which possibly was "never".
I want to hang my picture up from Aunt Janice. I should have asked for 3 big ones. Then I could cover up the glue squiggles that are a huge eyesore in my living room. I really don't know what to do about them.
I wonder where the hand vacuum cord is.
Time to switch laundry. Any volunteers? I thought not. Alright. I'll be right back.
I'm missing 2 bags on my laundry sorter. I need to hunt those down today. I know one's in the bathroom.
I have got to figure out my clothes situation in my room. I got rid of SO many clothes in March, but they still seem to be everywhere. Obviously I don't wear them, so I think I'll just bag them up and shipt them out.
Ok, time to watch SpongeBob. Outties.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Visitors
My parents just came over to get cheese. Together. On the golf cart.
I don't mind them coming over, I really don't.. I just need like an hour's notice to get my chips in order. If you are not my parents, make it 2 hours.
Another unexpected visitor popped in with my folks.. My big dog, Max. He comes in the house maybe once a year, and usually flits his way right back out. Not so much this time. He's taking a nap in the laundry area hallway.
Anyway, it makes me take another look at the state of my house. C-H-A-O-S. Some of the hilites being .... approximately 40 bottles of alcohol displayed on a towel on my kitchen floor, a McD's bag smooshed next to the wall by the door, a yellow plastic bag in the middle of the living room (contents unknown), and nearly all the contents of one section of the entertainment center spilled out onto the floor. And the cords. Oh My Gosh. The Cords. Everything is plugged into a power strip in the middle of the floor, and I think the whole floor is covered in cords. There has to be another way to provide electricity to our beloved machines. Has to!
My kids ran off to grama's. One while I was in the shower. Neither did what they were asked to get done today. But the quiet is nice.
I have a ton I should get done today. I haven't started anything except uploading some family reunion pictures. Well, I drank 2 Smirnoff Ice wine coolers, if that counts for anything productive.
Maybe I won't do my stuff either. I think I'll run off to hang with my kids at my mom's house.
I don't mind them coming over, I really don't.. I just need like an hour's notice to get my chips in order. If you are not my parents, make it 2 hours.
Another unexpected visitor popped in with my folks.. My big dog, Max. He comes in the house maybe once a year, and usually flits his way right back out. Not so much this time. He's taking a nap in the laundry area hallway.
Anyway, it makes me take another look at the state of my house. C-H-A-O-S. Some of the hilites being .... approximately 40 bottles of alcohol displayed on a towel on my kitchen floor, a McD's bag smooshed next to the wall by the door, a yellow plastic bag in the middle of the living room (contents unknown), and nearly all the contents of one section of the entertainment center spilled out onto the floor. And the cords. Oh My Gosh. The Cords. Everything is plugged into a power strip in the middle of the floor, and I think the whole floor is covered in cords. There has to be another way to provide electricity to our beloved machines. Has to!
My kids ran off to grama's. One while I was in the shower. Neither did what they were asked to get done today. But the quiet is nice.
I have a ton I should get done today. I haven't started anything except uploading some family reunion pictures. Well, I drank 2 Smirnoff Ice wine coolers, if that counts for anything productive.
Maybe I won't do my stuff either. I think I'll run off to hang with my kids at my mom's house.
Monday, August 1, 2011
Well, I woke up a few minutes at 12:30pm, fought sleeping in the chair until about 1, then told Brenna to come out and watch Chris because I couldn't stay awake.
I woke up around 8pm.
So I haven't done anything, and I don't want to make supper. I'm kinda hoping Zac will make something for himself when he gets home, and I can mooch off of it.
I woke up around 8pm.
So I haven't done anything, and I don't want to make supper. I'm kinda hoping Zac will make something for himself when he gets home, and I can mooch off of it.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
The Start of The Domestication of Chaos.
I'm 34 years old, and I'd never cooked a roast.. until today. Well technically it's not cooked yet, but it should be by bedtime. And that's when I'll brag. Provided it's edible.
There's something really cool about sleeping on all fresh clean bedding (even blankets), I almost want to crawl back into bed just to sniff my pillows.
I have a lot of things I want to get done today.
1. laundry, put away
2. organize the pantry
3. clean out 2 fridges and organize
4. clean out and organize a freezer
5. pick up the bathroom
6. get chris in the bath
7. clean off the furniture
8. pick up and vacuum the living room
9. clean cat boxes
10. fill up the animals' water dish
11. take cans to my dad's
12. get the dirty clothes out of my room
13. clean under Chris's bed
yeah, and so far I've put dishes away, started supper, and cleaned off the island.. and I guess I did maybe 1/10 of the pantry. It's not a lot, but it's already more than I've done all week.
Okay, I'm off to do something.. be back in a bit..
3:27pm.. I picked up 3/4 of the bathroom floor.. there seems to be an abundance of football magazines and notebooks trailed all over. I won't point fingers because honestly, do I even need to? haha.
I put stain stuff on one of his shirts.. I think the whole front was covered in last night's supper. I always love it when someone drops more food on themselves while eating than I do.
I worked on the pantry for awhile, but eventually being eye level with a bottle of alcohol pressured me into making a drink, and getting back online to wait for pizza rolls to cook.
Chris is in charge of the living room today. Very slow progress, but still progress. Progress that I don't have to personally do, so it's all good.
4:09pm.. break time again already. Reuniting alike canned goods in a pantry with the light string smacking into your head constantly is not as glamourous as I make it sound?
I keep finding new projects while I'm working on the ones I started with on my list. I am never going to have this house the way I want it.
Zac just took trash out last night, and I've already got another bag waiting to go out.
7:07pm.. I feel like I've been working alllllll day, and not seeing much for results. Maybe that's why I had stopped doing housework in the first place?
Well, I'm worn out, and have a couple hours of 4 year old knock knock jokes to endure.. and countless minutes left of trying to explain that there's no potatoes in chimichangas.. so I shall leave you with this note:
B sharp.
There's something really cool about sleeping on all fresh clean bedding (even blankets), I almost want to crawl back into bed just to sniff my pillows.
I have a lot of things I want to get done today.
1. laundry, put away
2. organize the pantry
3. clean out 2 fridges and organize
4. clean out and organize a freezer
5. pick up the bathroom
6. get chris in the bath
7. clean off the furniture
8. pick up and vacuum the living room
9. clean cat boxes
10. fill up the animals' water dish
11. take cans to my dad's
12. get the dirty clothes out of my room
13. clean under Chris's bed
yeah, and so far I've put dishes away, started supper, and cleaned off the island.. and I guess I did maybe 1/10 of the pantry. It's not a lot, but it's already more than I've done all week.
Okay, I'm off to do something.. be back in a bit..
3:27pm.. I picked up 3/4 of the bathroom floor.. there seems to be an abundance of football magazines and notebooks trailed all over. I won't point fingers because honestly, do I even need to? haha.
I put stain stuff on one of his shirts.. I think the whole front was covered in last night's supper. I always love it when someone drops more food on themselves while eating than I do.
I worked on the pantry for awhile, but eventually being eye level with a bottle of alcohol pressured me into making a drink, and getting back online to wait for pizza rolls to cook.
Chris is in charge of the living room today. Very slow progress, but still progress. Progress that I don't have to personally do, so it's all good.
4:09pm.. break time again already. Reuniting alike canned goods in a pantry with the light string smacking into your head constantly is not as glamourous as I make it sound?
I keep finding new projects while I'm working on the ones I started with on my list. I am never going to have this house the way I want it.
Zac just took trash out last night, and I've already got another bag waiting to go out.
7:07pm.. I feel like I've been working alllllll day, and not seeing much for results. Maybe that's why I had stopped doing housework in the first place?
Well, I'm worn out, and have a couple hours of 4 year old knock knock jokes to endure.. and countless minutes left of trying to explain that there's no potatoes in chimichangas.. so I shall leave you with this note:
B sharp.
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