December Will Have More Than One Joyous Birth

I promise this isn't the actual stick. I had a blood test.
This is a picture of someone else's pee stick from the internet.

It Be DONE Yo

From this dull nastiness

To this "Spa Like" loveliness
co-worker's words, not mine.

My favorite part is the tile mosaic, which everything was built around

What I am Doing This Weekend

F slide into the curb and broke the Van.
The Van was one it's last leg and this broke it. We were discussing the purchase of another vehicle, new or used we hadn't decided. This little icy road induced incident however, forced us to decide.

So, this weekend we are picking up MY BRAND NEW mode of transportation:

Honda CR-V in pictured color

Sadly we are NOT getting this:

A small amount of $382 gets you a Honda approved  tent to attach to your car.

because I was unaware until I went searching for a picture to post on here that a TENT was even an option.

I'm gonna ask F if he thinks we can still add it on when we pick up the car.

I See The Finish Line

Ok, so I know it has been awhile folks. We have been so very busy I can't even explain it all.

HOWEVER, somethings have moved forward. 

The House, IT BE SOLD ya'll!!!! The Mortgage Co finally got off their collective asses and approved the sale. This occurred after an intense panic attack brought on by an email F received from our Realtor/Next door Neighbor.

­ I was at home with a major headache and he calls me, “Did you see the email from Realtor???”

“No, why?”

“Something about needing papers? I’ll forward it to you.”

“OK, let me check.”

Now mind you, we had gotten an e-mail right after the New Year telling us the buyer was getting “ansty” to close.  It ever so lightly hinted that he might pull his offer. This sent us into a tailspin. And now, after that had calmed down, we get this email that had gotten F in a frenzy.

I read the email and felt it was directed at the buyer and the buyer’s agent for the need for some papers to be signed. F however was not satisfied with my assessment and insisted on calling Realtor. Who in turn informed him that the Buyer wanted to close NEXT WEEK.  I believe this was on a Wednesday.  F was mad at me for not being more involved, even though mind you, I’d received no indication or even the email stating this, that is was eminent. I supplied F with our Lawyer’s phone number and sat at home worrying myself over the loss of the sale, F’s anger, my pounding headache, you name it.

When F finally arrived home, he claimed not to be angry. He did not get ahold of our Lawyer, but left him a message.  It all turned out to be the Buyer’s Agent wanting this buttoned up before she went ON VACATION. Thank you, you simple mind wench for giving me a heart attack. 

She went on vacation, came back, and we closed a few weeks later. What was the rush? Really?

Also, the Negotiator ticked me off by stating, "I BELIEVE these are the papers you need." When pushed about the final approval letter from said Mortgage Co. I in return stated to my Lawyer and Realtor, "Am I the only one who thought 'She BELIEVES? Shouldn't she KNOW?'"

That aside, we will be single home owners once again! With some extra money in our pockets!!! YIPPIE.

Oh, also, my bathroom went from this:

Peel and Stick Tiles(which was coming up) laid over 1955's 1 inch tiles

To this:

Studs and a new sub floor

Gotta love a good reno. I think by the time it is done I will be banned from quoting anything from Mike Holmes.

GLUE IT AND SCREW IT BITCHES.

My New Theme Song

Seriously, minus the hand down the pants, the video games, and the sex with a girl (not that there's anything wrong with that) this is my new theme song.

Potty Time Made More Fun!!!

F and I went out to dinner. Several lemonades later, and I had to visit the restroom.


I was greatly amused at what I saw contained within my stall:



The Grandma Face seals the deal on this one



Double take, then giggle

So yeah, it appears I was drinking when I took this.
"Still Standing, Unlike Those We Serve."

I have ESP

How is this for weird?? Someone from my past popped into my head last night. OUT OF THE BLUE. And I wondered to myself, "I wonder how she's doing? What happened with the kid she had in high school??"

And low and behold, this morning, Face Book tells me she wants to be friends!!!!!
I have to say, this isn't the first time something like this has happened to me. It apparently runs in the family. My grandmother would have a very specific dream right before someone was going to die.
I need to harness this power. Take it to a new level. Love it and feed it and make it grow.

'Cause the Lotto ain't gonna win itself.

And Bless you too, my Swine Flu Child..........

Holy Water that despenses itself.

I think that says it all.

I'm a Kid Again

I went to Target, the evil store of extra spending, and ended up leaving with, wait for it..............


EXTRA ITEMS!!!

I always get sucked in by the $1 SPOT! This time, oh the trip down childhood lane!!! Seriously, how could I possibly walk away from SILLY PUDDY?? The ORGINAL???? This was RIGHT NEXT TO SLINKY Jr!!!! Which is METAL, not the crappy plastic! SCORE and SCORE. I can barely wait to show my new items to F. Who I'm sure will say, "We never had that when I was a kid." proceeded of course by an eye roll at my joy followed by a lecture about responsible spending.

Can you really deny me $2 dollars of happiness?

I think not.

I also considered buying one of each for my siblings just so we could play like we used to. Without the fighting of course, since we'd all have our own!

Actually, I should tell my mom so she can pick them up as stocking stuffers!!!

That e-mail will write itself!!

I Must Have This T-Shirt

I said something similar to this ALL flipping season:

That and, "That stupid bitch FBI chick has GOT TO GO!!!!!!"

Margarita Me BAAAAAAAAABY

I read MSN through the day and find some very interesting news on there on a regular basis. When I read this article, my mouth started to water for my favorite frozen drink. God bless science.
So much for drinking and Darwinism. (killing off of the weak brain cells, anyone? anyone?)

Myth: Drink enough alcohol and you'll start killing brain cells.

Reality: Drunken frat boys head-butting one another in a bar may give you pause to consider this one, but alcohol does not kill neurons or create holes in the brain. However, there's no denying that alcohol and other drugs of abuse impact brain systems. It's their effect on the neurotransmitters dopamine and serotonin that goose the brain's reward system, leading to feelings of euphoria—and, when more of the drug is needed to create the same effect, to tolerance and addiction."Over the short-term, alcohol and drugs alter brain function rather than affecting brain structure," Molnar-Szakacs clarifies. "Slurred speech, impaired motor response, and impaired judgment are all symptomatic of compromised frontal lobes, the centers of the brain that direct higher-level decision making."Rarely, a chronic drinker may develop Wernicke-Korsakoff's Syndrome, a condition characterized by atrophy or shrinking of the thalamus and hypothalamus and the inability to recall or form memories. This syndrome's not a direct effect of drinking, but rather a secondary result of alcohol abuse so severe that absorption of vitamin B-1 is prevented, leaving the brain malnourished.

I Had No Idea There Were So Many....

Musicals. I had no idea there were so many musicals out there! Thanks to Miss Molly's post yesterday, I spent the afternoon on Pandora flipping through musical scores! My goodness! Some I knew. Some I'd only heard about in passing. Some got the "Thumbs Down" almost immediately. But I must say, listening to these scores or soundtracks from the movies, certainly made me want to hope a plane and spend some time on Broadway singing along with a huge goofy grin on my face.
Thanks Miss Molly!!!
And here's the clip that inspired it all!!