Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist.

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1. Do you shop til you drop, or are you in and out as quick as possible?
It really just depends on how deep my pockets are that day.  If I have a little extra cash to blow I like to peruse and buy something I don't really need and will most likely never use.  Because really nothing kicks in my endorphins like disposable income.

2. Are you a price conscious shopper?
Yes and no.  For large items, yes.  I shop around for a loooong time watching prices and waiting for a good deal until sometimes I talk myself out of the purchase all together.  However, I'm not going to waste a gallon of gas to drive all the way to Wal-Mart so I can save a $1 on toilet paper.

3. What store could you spend HOURS in?
Ikea.  And I would buy 8 of everything.

4. What is the most frivolous purchase you have ever made?

Sweet mother of mercy I cannot get rid of this thing! I bought it because I have a bad back and I like to sit in bed and read so obviously my next step would be to buy a massaging back rest with a cup holder....Uhm NO!  I hate it and have given it away several times even tried to throw it away only to have someone say "Oh I'll take it" then somehow it ends up back with me!
 
5. What was the last thing you bought for yourself?
I'm guessing by "bought for yourself" you mean something fun, not Coke and leave in conditioner, because those are essentials!  Uhm...............yeah...................wow...........I can't remember.  Does that mean I get an A+ in not-pampering-yourself-because-your-job-sucks-and-you-haven't-got-a-raise-in-over-a-year?  Yep passed that class with flying colors.  Usually my feel good shopping item is clothes but I have put the kibosh on that until I drop a few lb's.  So don't expect to see me in anything new for a decade.... or until Del Taco goes out of business, whichever is sooner.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Reason #88 why it's nice to be single....

You can be mad at your stuff and no one is around to make you feel like a crazy person.

For example. Let's say you get home late from a weekend out of town and you have a lot of stuff to carry in and the house is dark because you didn't leave any lights on. As you make your way inside and try to fumble for the light switch you feel one of your packages starting to slip. It is at this point that you have to make a split second decision to let it go or risk dropping everything. I chose to not only let it go but throw it with force against the wall and curse at it for being weak and not holding on. I was only a few steps away from your resting place you blasted scissors!


That was 2 days ago. I am currently refusing to pick them up because they are stupid and weak and make me mad.

So their still there.

Just lying on the floor.

In a heap.

In the hallway.

Now see if I actually had a significant other I would have to explain why the scissors have been laying there for 2 days when I'm capable of picking them up and then he would dump me for being crazy and getting mad at scissors. Thus, leaving me once again single and alone. Its a vicious cycle.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

In other news. . . .

Tom Brady got a hair cut.

Welcome back Mr. Brady....welcome back.

Friday, September 23, 2011

Maybe this world is another planet's hell.

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I confess. . . .

* Tonight is our annual family reunion. 

* I say "annual" but this is only the 2nd year we have done this.

* I already hate it.

* Please don't make me do it again next year.

* 365 days is not a long enough break.

* Last year my mom made us do skits.

* This year my sister is making us do games.

* It's like, where the hell have you 2 been the last 60 years?

* My family does not do skits and games. 

* We do food, we do TV.

* It's ok.  I'm gonna put my big girl pants on, a big smile, and go have fun....or die....it's definitely one of those 2 options.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

A day in the life. . . .

Just in case you were wondering (and I know you are), I thought I'd share my Wednesday with you.


7:40am - alarm goes off.
7:49am - alarm goes off again.
7:58am - alarm goes off for a third time and dog starts to get restless.
8:07am - alarm goes off, get out of bed and let Lacie out to do her business.
8:11am - let Lacie in and check paws for foxtails.
8:14am - shower.
8:42am - try to decide if I have time for make up or take it to do at work.
8:43am - check clock notice I should have left for work 3 minutes ago.
8:47am - make up complete.
8:48am - notice my lucky 88 earrings are not in special box where they are ALWAYS kept.
8:49am - Update Facebook status so everyone is on alert about the earrings.
8:50am - pack lunch.
8:53am - consider have cold cereal or toast for breakfast but settle on left over rice.
8:59am - leave for work.
9:14am - arrive at work, turn on computer, turn up air, check messages.
9:27am - Holly delivers ribs for reunion dinner this weekend, didn't get to see Maizee. Not Happy.
9:39am - return messages, answer phone, check orders, check Facebook, and do work.
11:27am - shuffle papers around on my desk and pretend to be busy when my boss comes in to pick up parts for the day.
11:32am - resume Facebook stalking.
12:06pm - receive text message from boss asking me if I remembered to order a part that he requested.
12:06pm - respond yes.
12:07pm - order part.
12:14pm - write WWTK post.
12:24pm - publish WWTK post.
12:37pm - text Ryanne a bunch of FHE ideas that she'll probably never use but makes me look genius even though I stole them online.
12:57pm - switch phone to machine and warm up potato soup for lunch that was forced on me the night before by my loving sister in law.
1:04pm - consider calling Bethany but start to cry instead.
1:16pm - text Lora to tell her how good the soup is.
1:17pm - resist the urge to go to Del Taco.
1:20pm - call Bethany.
1:21pm - leave Bethany awkward message.
1:24pm - check target.com to decide on gift for baby shower this Saturday.
1:47pm - online shopping unsuccessful.
1:48pm - catch up on all my favorite blogs and leave witty comments.
2:04pm - decide to catch up on Heartland.
2:45pm - yell at customer for swearing at me and interrupting my online tv show.
2:49pm - heat up left over queso from Applebee's last night.
3:01pm - silently curse boss for calling me to look up parts while my queso gets cold.
3:02pm - reheat queso
3:04pm - first Coke of the day....refreshing!
3:11pm - accidentally burped while leaving a customer a message regarding their refrigerator.
4:27pm - watch Days of Our Lives on Hulu.
4:47pm - answer phone....WHY WON'T THESE DAMN PEOPLE LEAVE ME ALONE SO I CAN FINISH MY SHOW....oh yeah I'm still at work.
5:39pm - finish DOOL
5:45pm - email schedules for the next day.
5:48pm - text Cynthia to see if she knows a good Zumba class. (I miss Zumba since I cut the gym from my budget)
5:57pm - sneak out of work 3 minutes early.
6:09pm - let Lacie out to do her business
6:10pm - decide to go running (FREE) instead of Zumba ($5)
6:12pm - craving chocolate.
6:13pm - update Facebook status so everyone is up to date on the whole chocolate debacle.
6:21pm - get text from Ry to go to In-N-Out.
6:27pm - ditch work out plans for a double-double.
6:29pm - let Lacie in and check paws for foxtails.
6:33pm - get 2 blocks away and realize I left my purse at home.
6:34pm - curse loudly.
6:37pm - leave house for second time.
6:45pm - jam out to Black Eyed Peas 'I Got a Feelin' while driving to In-N-Out.
6:46pm - feel bad for people stacked up in Del Taco drive thru who are obviously fully unaware that In-N-Out is 100 x better.
7:05pm - first bite of double-double, even better than I imagined!
7:08pm - engage in witty conversation with Ry.
8:07pm - head home from In-N-Out.
8:23pm - put on sweats and veg out on sofa watching HIMYM.
9:09pm - celebrate news that Yankees have made playoffs.
9:56pm - wash face, floss, fix toe nail polish.
10:48pm - walk Lacie.
11:07pm - get in bed and read.
11:56pm - lights out.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

TV: It's the menace that everyone loves to hate but can't seem to live without.

Hosted by Mamarazzi and Queso


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Disclaimer:  I don't currently have cable or satellite programming so if it's not on DVD or online I'm not watching it.  Also, I have been very surprised, although good surprise, at how much content is available for free online.  Best part limited to no commercials.

{1} What is your MUST SEE show?
Heartland.  I watch it every Wednesday and Thursday while my boss is out of town and it's been on for like 7 seasons so I have a lot to catch up.

{2} What shows are you most excited to watch this season?
I love CW!  They have all their shows online (including Gossip Girl).  Luckily I get tv time at my brother's once in a while and caught this commercial for a new show. 

Looks good!

{3} How many hours a week do you actually watch TV?
During the work week I watch about 5-6 hours.  Don't worry I make up for it on Saturday, college football.  All. Day. Long.

{4} Do you think TV has gotten too "racy" (vulgar, pushing the limit, etc) ?
Yes, yes, and yes.  And I will admit that I watch some of the racy stuff, but I do have my limits.

{5} How many TVs do you have in your house?
One.

Friday, September 16, 2011

From the Pacific Ocean to the Jersey Shore. . . .

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I confess. . . .

* At karaoke this week there was a guy, in western wear, and he was asian.

* He sang some Johnny Cash and I could not believe the pipes on this guy.  Amazing!

* We started to refer to him as the "Asian Cowboy"

* Which made me feel a little racist.

* Until he came to our table and said "It's not everyday you see an Asian Cowboy"

* I know, right!

* I finally finished the 1st Hunger Games book.

* Yes, I am fully aware that I am 3 years late to the party.

* That's how I roll.  Always gotta make an entrance.

* Oddly enough I found myself really liking the book.

* Even though it's about a bunch of teenagers fighting to the death.

* Explain that one to me.

* I've also discovered that I love Canadian television.

* They still make good wholesome tv shows that you can watch with your grandma or a small child.


* Not like Jersey Shore where you have to wait at least 1  hour after everyone is asleep.


No Snooki flashing your cooka and ta-ta's all over Italy is the furthest thing from wholesome and just makes everyone hate Americans even more....but I'm still going to watch.