I sat here facing a blank screen as life has been well, that boring lately and while I mentioned to Nana that I might go with I've dug myself a rut so deep I don't see the sun no more - which also ironically sounds like some kind of bad country and western song. ... I have also contemplated - The Bubba and Aunt Ing show - ships that pass in the night - -- as that is when his happy fanny is getting home these days.
Yeah yeah his boss is in town from Atlanta and he can't get home before 8 PM on a regular basis anyway... why oh why am I 1) cooking and 2) caring. Sole control of the remote is a darn fine and pretty rare thing in my world - home girl is not going to risk bad ju-ju on saying something stupid like I'd wish he'd come home some time before I begin inspecting my eyelids for pinholes. (think about it people)
Last night my girl sense must have realized he was going out to dinner as I pulled out left overs and nuked my dinner figuring I'd do the same for his royal highness when he decided to grace us with his presence. Of course after I ate dinner, he called with the we're going out and I'll be home late. OK fine. So he got home when I was making MY lunch and heading to bed as I had an OMG early meeting in the morning. AND while I'm thinking it about what nut job schedules a meeting for 7 AM in the freaking morning?!?! Really people that should get combat pay for having to roll my lazy backside out of bed and not only be dressed, and makeup but awake, functioning and expect conversation? Really people you're lucky you get dressed and makeup the rest - is really pushing the envelop in my world. Sheesh.
but I digress.
Well, he just called at 9:02 PM in the night time even, and said we had to work late and now we are going out to dinner. Ah huh. And he added that he did tell me that this would be a long week and things should ease back to his regular time after Thursday. That would be Friday puddin' head, and your regular time is oh so flexible between 8:00 and 8:30 PM - in the evening even.
I need a woman in my work space because people I need to talk to someone - oh sure August is shaping up to allow that kind of chatty thing, ladies group dinner, girl's group meeting, weekend at the beach sans the men - (OH SO looking forward to that one) to be followed by regular meetings with people - people who are willing to chat to another human being then post September I will have about about month's worth of blog stuff from the redneck wedding from hell. Still unsure if we're RSVPing for that one but a fun twist is my neighbor said she'd go with me --- oh yeah babe a NY Long Island Chicky in the reddest of redneckerson's wedding glory and me in the middle - with a note pad and bottle of Lemon liquor in the freezer at home... oh YEAH babe... snort.
Hey Giggles - email me - wanna see Western PA in all it's glory? LOL There simply is not enough fermented hops in all of Latrobe PA to make this worth the gas... (look it up) Stay tuned, I've waffled on this more than the waffle house at 3AM on a Saturday night - (look up the Waffle house too you darn Yankee-- yeesh-- a beacon of Southern culture and cuisine... really!) ;-)
All righty - I've get restless pups who are bouncing my elbow in demands for attention which is hard to do when one is typing on a keyboard... so good night and if I see Bubba some time before he leaves for Vegas or me to the beach I'll be sure and put out an all points bulletin - and I should probably keep his picture close so I don't accidentally shoot the poor man because "I heard something - and yes officer I live alone"
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Points to ponder....
And other family dramas... Talked to Nana last night on my way home; well it started with a question "Please tell me how it is MY fault when I ask my husband to repeat himself over the phone - again and again and again - and yet it is a failure of my hearing and not of his mumbling into the wrong end of the flipping phone."
We pondered that question - agreed that we both have a hearing problem as we have to ask Mr. Mumbler to repeat and repeat and yet all that virtual head slapping has only reinforced his thinking that EVERYONE he talks to has a hearing problem and it's not the delivery.... I know.
I have that cool blue tooth thing in my new family truckster and Bubba called me to coordinate for our birthday dinner with our neighbor... when he had to re-state and re-state whatever he was trying to tell me... and yet - he gets cranky when I asked to clarify his statements; when I incorrectly repeat what I THOUGHT he mumbled at me... and still he doesn't see that its the source not the receptacle. Go figure.
Since there was no solution to that bit of circled logic we moved on to other things, like my in-laws - and the wedding. Apparently both my sister and my mother think I am mental for going. I do too if that helps but in my misguided thinking of 'la familia' I should be there. Even though Nana put the niggle in my head that "apparently they don't want you there since they won't change the date for her uncle." Good point. At what point do I stop trying to ensure that my husband has a relationship with his family? I mean frankly if I didn't ask every couple of weeks the last time he's talked to his Mama, he'd never call home. And when I get busy and don't ask - we get messages like this "Hey Bubba - it's your Mom just calling to make sure you all are still alive haven't heard from you all in a while."
Not kidding. Well let's document this mess shall we? We don't get called for weeks (yes plural) after children are born, we aren't told until it's beyond obvious she's knocked up again and again. And now this left handed slap - exactly why am I bothering? I'm going to have to think about this...
However looking at the glass half full side of the house - I look like the bigger person for showing up, I don't have to stay long as my pups will need attention, I can dress better than most anyone that will be there (meow) - I WILL wear my good jewelry (meow meow) and that is all I can come up with... so it's showing up and flashing (bling) and going home early. I need drugs - yeesh.
I'll chew on this more - until it has no flavor and then stick in my hair. (Ya-Ya sisterhood movie reference there)
Moving on... it's hot here - and according to the weather service it's hot darn near everywhere - but the breathless reporting on the morning TV is amazing. Do you really need to tell an adult with a functioning brain cell not to exercise in 100 degree heat with 1000% humidity? Apparently as the next story was the ER doc detailing the number of morons who couldn't figure that bit of idiotic information out and landed in said ER. Duh. It's called treadmill or a day off - try it. Also the suggestion that when you are outside you should stay in the shade and drink water... who needs this advice? My personal fav is checking in on old people and younger children - one don't these younger children have parents? 'Nuf said there. Old people - son - they don't get old by doing stupid stuff - it just isn't how the world works.... but I did check on my own personal "old people" if they were indeed staying inside drinking water and staying cool - they were-- see? Old - years of experiences upon which to figure this stuff out... Yes yes I do get people without A/C etc - but again I sincerely hope that said "old person" is smart enough to get to someone or somewhere to help themselves - there are vans, and centers and all sorts of things - again you don't get to "old" without a half a brain cell. (leaving soap box)
All right back to work - and more chewing of stupid stuff on the way home... salads for dinner because it IS to freaking hot to cook.
We pondered that question - agreed that we both have a hearing problem as we have to ask Mr. Mumbler to repeat and repeat and yet all that virtual head slapping has only reinforced his thinking that EVERYONE he talks to has a hearing problem and it's not the delivery.... I know.
I have that cool blue tooth thing in my new family truckster and Bubba called me to coordinate for our birthday dinner with our neighbor... when he had to re-state and re-state whatever he was trying to tell me... and yet - he gets cranky when I asked to clarify his statements; when I incorrectly repeat what I THOUGHT he mumbled at me... and still he doesn't see that its the source not the receptacle. Go figure.
Since there was no solution to that bit of circled logic we moved on to other things, like my in-laws - and the wedding. Apparently both my sister and my mother think I am mental for going. I do too if that helps but in my misguided thinking of 'la familia' I should be there. Even though Nana put the niggle in my head that "apparently they don't want you there since they won't change the date for her uncle." Good point. At what point do I stop trying to ensure that my husband has a relationship with his family? I mean frankly if I didn't ask every couple of weeks the last time he's talked to his Mama, he'd never call home. And when I get busy and don't ask - we get messages like this "Hey Bubba - it's your Mom just calling to make sure you all are still alive haven't heard from you all in a while."
Not kidding. Well let's document this mess shall we? We don't get called for weeks (yes plural) after children are born, we aren't told until it's beyond obvious she's knocked up again and again. And now this left handed slap - exactly why am I bothering? I'm going to have to think about this...
However looking at the glass half full side of the house - I look like the bigger person for showing up, I don't have to stay long as my pups will need attention, I can dress better than most anyone that will be there (meow) - I WILL wear my good jewelry (meow meow) and that is all I can come up with... so it's showing up and flashing (bling) and going home early. I need drugs - yeesh.
I'll chew on this more - until it has no flavor and then stick in my hair. (Ya-Ya sisterhood movie reference there)
Moving on... it's hot here - and according to the weather service it's hot darn near everywhere - but the breathless reporting on the morning TV is amazing. Do you really need to tell an adult with a functioning brain cell not to exercise in 100 degree heat with 1000% humidity? Apparently as the next story was the ER doc detailing the number of morons who couldn't figure that bit of idiotic information out and landed in said ER. Duh. It's called treadmill or a day off - try it. Also the suggestion that when you are outside you should stay in the shade and drink water... who needs this advice? My personal fav is checking in on old people and younger children - one don't these younger children have parents? 'Nuf said there. Old people - son - they don't get old by doing stupid stuff - it just isn't how the world works.... but I did check on my own personal "old people" if they were indeed staying inside drinking water and staying cool - they were-- see? Old - years of experiences upon which to figure this stuff out... Yes yes I do get people without A/C etc - but again I sincerely hope that said "old person" is smart enough to get to someone or somewhere to help themselves - there are vans, and centers and all sorts of things - again you don't get to "old" without a half a brain cell. (leaving soap box)
All right back to work - and more chewing of stupid stuff on the way home... salads for dinner because it IS to freaking hot to cook.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
And again we need some cheap therapy... a Sunday bonus..
Ok so Zen for four days - FOUR DAYS boys and girls and while the it's still there -- there has been a ripple in the force - and in some ways it's caused by laughter.... or at least a chuckle - of sorts.
Now for a change this is not Bubba based - it is however in-law based. Now I am home from the nail salon, not nearly as busy as I thought it would be... but it's all good and I'm ready to face Monday - almost. I get home, the garage door is opened, only Violet is inside, the TV is paused, and finally I find bubba and Shelby outside playing ball - then I realized darling Bubba is on the phone -with his mama. Now as Granny has had a health scare recently I hang back and wait, call finished up, good news from the Granny front - then the fun begins...
Our niece with 3 - count them 3 children is getting married, and yes we knew this was coming as it was discussed when we were home in MAY (remember that it's important in a minute). There was talk of September, Bubba mentioned his already planned weekend and said paid for trip on 17 September. Guess what date the wedding is boys and girls? That's right! 17 September - AND -- AND -- his mother mentioned that Bubba would not be home that weekend he had a pre-planned and paid for trip that weekend... BFD. The wedding is 17 September.
Now Bubba said I don't have to go alone - but I think it simply adds fuel to the fire of "you all don't like Niece A" - again no - she's family you love family regardless - its her life decisions and choices we don't particularly care for... sorry 3 kids before the age of 25, no high school diploma, no job, 2 baby daddies one marriage already under her belt, and now we're doing this again? And you can't work around a date you knew about in MAY? Yeah Ok it's your wedding but again you KNEW about this date in freaking MAY??!??
So the question now stands - do I go - I probably will, as Nana had a GREAT idea and said to bring my sister along! Hopefully she has that day open - I called she's got her phone off - I will probably try and email her this week. If she can make it that will be easier - plus the blog material will be priceless after all the last one was red-neck fab I can't imagine what this one will be like - on his farm with tents. Kill me now. Better yet - bring - a - notebook. LOL
Now for me this is getting funnier by the minute - but in the back of my mind this is another dig on Bubba - and I am SURE his sister will have some not so nice comments to HER friends about her a-hole brother who won't cancel a pre-planned weekend (again already paid for!) to come to his niece's wedding. Considering last time she got married - we went, got the 3 year old all day - he rented a $200 tux - yes $200 for one tux for one day - his wife was dissed left right and center - and she was pumped FULL of fertility drugs at the time so not really thinking rationally. We also had to get a hotel room, pay to have the pups there, AND while every female in the bride's family got a lovely flower to wear - her Aunt didn't (aka me). The "reserved" table for the family didn't have a place to for Bubba and I to sit so we sat with other people, not the family and I was happy to get up and leave super early due to fertility treatments. Oh did I mention it lasted about year and change? So I guess the decision is made... I'm going, alone - my folks won't be around - some clown thing I'm sure and plus a built in excuse to cut out early - as I have to get home to the pups... and somehow I will still be the bad guy - I just don't know how yet.
Stay tuned for this mess... and the build up... Screw the diet coke I foresee wine (and whine) with dinner...
Now for a change this is not Bubba based - it is however in-law based. Now I am home from the nail salon, not nearly as busy as I thought it would be... but it's all good and I'm ready to face Monday - almost. I get home, the garage door is opened, only Violet is inside, the TV is paused, and finally I find bubba and Shelby outside playing ball - then I realized darling Bubba is on the phone -with his mama. Now as Granny has had a health scare recently I hang back and wait, call finished up, good news from the Granny front - then the fun begins...
Our niece with 3 - count them 3 children is getting married, and yes we knew this was coming as it was discussed when we were home in MAY (remember that it's important in a minute). There was talk of September, Bubba mentioned his already planned weekend and said paid for trip on 17 September. Guess what date the wedding is boys and girls? That's right! 17 September - AND -- AND -- his mother mentioned that Bubba would not be home that weekend he had a pre-planned and paid for trip that weekend... BFD. The wedding is 17 September.
Now Bubba said I don't have to go alone - but I think it simply adds fuel to the fire of "you all don't like Niece A" - again no - she's family you love family regardless - its her life decisions and choices we don't particularly care for... sorry 3 kids before the age of 25, no high school diploma, no job, 2 baby daddies one marriage already under her belt, and now we're doing this again? And you can't work around a date you knew about in MAY? Yeah Ok it's your wedding but again you KNEW about this date in freaking MAY??!??
So the question now stands - do I go - I probably will, as Nana had a GREAT idea and said to bring my sister along! Hopefully she has that day open - I called she's got her phone off - I will probably try and email her this week. If she can make it that will be easier - plus the blog material will be priceless after all the last one was red-neck fab I can't imagine what this one will be like - on his farm with tents. Kill me now. Better yet - bring - a - notebook. LOL
Now for me this is getting funnier by the minute - but in the back of my mind this is another dig on Bubba - and I am SURE his sister will have some not so nice comments to HER friends about her a-hole brother who won't cancel a pre-planned weekend (again already paid for!) to come to his niece's wedding. Considering last time she got married - we went, got the 3 year old all day - he rented a $200 tux - yes $200 for one tux for one day - his wife was dissed left right and center - and she was pumped FULL of fertility drugs at the time so not really thinking rationally. We also had to get a hotel room, pay to have the pups there, AND while every female in the bride's family got a lovely flower to wear - her Aunt didn't (aka me). The "reserved" table for the family didn't have a place to for Bubba and I to sit so we sat with other people, not the family and I was happy to get up and leave super early due to fertility treatments. Oh did I mention it lasted about year and change? So I guess the decision is made... I'm going, alone - my folks won't be around - some clown thing I'm sure and plus a built in excuse to cut out early - as I have to get home to the pups... and somehow I will still be the bad guy - I just don't know how yet.
Stay tuned for this mess... and the build up... Screw the diet coke I foresee wine (and whine) with dinner...
Didn't have to wait long...
For Mr. Tightwad to make an appearance... he's seen the new shoes as I was wearing the new sandals yesterday and let the griping begin... yes, I spent money on shoes, yes I spent money on my hair and in 30 minutes I'm about to spend money on my nails. Sue me, I hate my gray hair, I like my long nails and this is what it takes to keep them this way, and dag nabbit I work full time I should be able to buy a pair of shoes (or two) once or twice a year -- I'm a chick we require regular maintenance - and shoes.
He's not being overly cranky about it and there is a hint of sarcasm in there but we all know he is not happy - and in this case - not overly concerned there skippy. So here we are at Sunday the final hours ticking away from my mini-vacation... and it has been good, we've got errands done, we've had pamper me time, we've had do nothing time and we've had some fun. Frankly gang you can't ask for better than that! Friday night was great - Bubba got home, early we headed out, great ride up, little traffic, we found a place to enjoy dinner, did so - parked outside the venue, yeah it cost us but we were out and on our way home quick and easy... totally worth it compared to the massive wait we had last time. Not that Bubba remembers, and again easy peezy ride home and it was all good. Great concert, and quite the show in the audience... apparently it was get the slutty girls drunk night. There was one skinny blond honey who was basically using her boyfriend as a pole while she "enjoyed" the music - thanks honey sit your bony backside down and take the rest of that crap home... there was the semi-chubby chick who as we were walking out nearly flashed us and the rest of the world, thankfully she caught her south heading blouse before we really enjoyed an encore.
And frankly the moment of the concert happened as we were leaving... some chick actually asked my Bubba "hey you wanna come home with me tonight?" Nope kid you not. I was standing right behind him!! Now she was no prize and Bubba claims not to have heard her but I did... and I'm sure the expression on my face was half way between "Hey Witch" - and "How much? - and would you bring him home later?" ;-) KIDDING... mostly. I'm sure I got the are you kidding me face out first followed by - I don't think so sister. Then I laughed - especially when Bubba claimed not to have heard said proposition... sure pumpkin.
Saturday started early then had a jolt as my phone reminded me that I had a hair appointment in 15 minutes and I was unshowered an in my jammies still... whoops - let me tell you a chubby chick can move her fanny when she's got to - I was up, showered, dressed, contacts, teeth brushed and out the door and only 3 minutes late. Which worked out well as the hair dresser was 5 minutes late. Whew. But good color, nice trim, done. Then laundry, bills, grocery store list, and various and other type busy stuff.
Had dinner home while the neighbors three doors down partied up - and we "enjoyed" their music even inside out closed up home... thumpa-thumpa-thump... 9:45 I called and politely asked my tax dollars to ask them to turn it down a bit - I personally thought 5 hours was enough of it being that freaking LOUD. There is no need to blast music that freaking loud in a residential neighborhood. I don't care about the parking and the rest - we all do that from time to time - but everyone else in the neighborhood manages to hold parties, weddings, and graduation parties without blasting out the rest of the freaking world. It's all common courtesy - look it up dorkus.
All right signing off to get pretty nails and yes - spend more of Bubba's money plus he's working and wants the mouse, apparently his is on the fritz... it's a life isn't it?
Signing off from Pampered Princess Central... Aunt Ing...
He's not being overly cranky about it and there is a hint of sarcasm in there but we all know he is not happy - and in this case - not overly concerned there skippy. So here we are at Sunday the final hours ticking away from my mini-vacation... and it has been good, we've got errands done, we've had pamper me time, we've had do nothing time and we've had some fun. Frankly gang you can't ask for better than that! Friday night was great - Bubba got home, early we headed out, great ride up, little traffic, we found a place to enjoy dinner, did so - parked outside the venue, yeah it cost us but we were out and on our way home quick and easy... totally worth it compared to the massive wait we had last time. Not that Bubba remembers, and again easy peezy ride home and it was all good. Great concert, and quite the show in the audience... apparently it was get the slutty girls drunk night. There was one skinny blond honey who was basically using her boyfriend as a pole while she "enjoyed" the music - thanks honey sit your bony backside down and take the rest of that crap home... there was the semi-chubby chick who as we were walking out nearly flashed us and the rest of the world, thankfully she caught her south heading blouse before we really enjoyed an encore.
And frankly the moment of the concert happened as we were leaving... some chick actually asked my Bubba "hey you wanna come home with me tonight?" Nope kid you not. I was standing right behind him!! Now she was no prize and Bubba claims not to have heard her but I did... and I'm sure the expression on my face was half way between "Hey Witch" - and "How much? - and would you bring him home later?" ;-) KIDDING... mostly. I'm sure I got the are you kidding me face out first followed by - I don't think so sister. Then I laughed - especially when Bubba claimed not to have heard said proposition... sure pumpkin.
Saturday started early then had a jolt as my phone reminded me that I had a hair appointment in 15 minutes and I was unshowered an in my jammies still... whoops - let me tell you a chubby chick can move her fanny when she's got to - I was up, showered, dressed, contacts, teeth brushed and out the door and only 3 minutes late. Which worked out well as the hair dresser was 5 minutes late. Whew. But good color, nice trim, done. Then laundry, bills, grocery store list, and various and other type busy stuff.
Had dinner home while the neighbors three doors down partied up - and we "enjoyed" their music even inside out closed up home... thumpa-thumpa-thump... 9:45 I called and politely asked my tax dollars to ask them to turn it down a bit - I personally thought 5 hours was enough of it being that freaking LOUD. There is no need to blast music that freaking loud in a residential neighborhood. I don't care about the parking and the rest - we all do that from time to time - but everyone else in the neighborhood manages to hold parties, weddings, and graduation parties without blasting out the rest of the freaking world. It's all common courtesy - look it up dorkus.
All right signing off to get pretty nails and yes - spend more of Bubba's money plus he's working and wants the mouse, apparently his is on the fritz... it's a life isn't it?
Signing off from Pampered Princess Central... Aunt Ing...
Friday, July 15, 2011
Getting another year older....
Ain't half bad if you take the day off - and the next as well followed by a weekend. And between you and me this little break has been more relaxing than the vacation I took with the hubby! No car deals, no packing and forgetting because I'm home and it's all here, no strange bed, no worrying about pups because we're home together - there is something to be said for a stay-cation. Especially one sans the hubby... now I must confess he really hit one out of the park last night - and he had a great story to go with it...
Now I recall last week or so a not so gentle reminder of the 5th anniversary of my 39th birthday... and that all I wanted was flowers - and I also told him to bring one of my vases to the giant floral shop and they could do something nice I like daisies, and sunflowers, and roses - enjoy. I mean really boys and girls how easy can I make for the man outside of doing it myself? Which I won't do dag nabbit. Any way... as he has been working like a rented mule these past weeks I made plans with my working buddies to go out to dinner last night - and he has to be home on time (early even) tonight so we can make our concert. When I got home, I did feel a bit guilty as he was home eating left overs and I had just finished the best meal of the month. I'll get to all that in a minute... as I was saying we were upstairs, I asked how his day was, talked about things that happened... I asked him if he saw the flowers the neighbor brought over, he said yes and pointed to the dining room table. It was there I saw my blue vase filled with lovely colored roses, and 3 huge yellow and orange sunflowers --- it was beau-ti-ful!!! I thanked him and it was all lovely then he quips "I wish all your flowers were that cheap." Now I looked at him and asked, "how come?" With a bit of prodding as if he's telling some state secret - he tells the following tale.
Apparently Mr. Plan Ahead took my vase in Saturday when he went grocery shopping, made arrangements with the store flower lady to get this done, she indicated to him that while she would be out until Monday and not in Wednesday evening all he had to do was get another warm body and they can get the arrangement. Fine, good, done. Bubba the hero. However, apparently grocery store flower lady didn't read her own book and didn't bother to make said arrangement so when our hero entered the store full of vim and vigor to pick up his gift - it wasn't there, he gathered one manager and then that befuddled manager grabbed the STORE manager and apparently between the two them managed to arrange the lovely flowers now sitting in my dining room. I figured Bubba would have been ranting and raving - but no he said he was pretty calm as the manager was plenty ticked on his behalf and I'm guessing he ate a big discount on those flowers and put in HIS little book a quiet chat with the flower lady who didn't do what was on her to-do book. Bubba indicated he saw the big red note on the book of "why wasn't this done on time?" Ouch.
But again lovely flowers, Bubba the hero and all is well.
Thursday was a good day - I was up too early but got the new family truckster into the dealership for the idiot light check, the recall to add something to stop rocks and crap from getting to parts it shouldn't be in and apparently a computer upgrade. OK - but it also meant I was sans car for the day... not cool a I had to get to the MVA Thursday as well - as that was the last day for my license to drive to be valid. I had a few anxious moments - but everything came out in the wash, bug guy arrived, late which is unusual for him, but he took care of Bubba's ant issue (he saw 2 and figured he was paying for this - he could call --or make me do it) So that was done, I bummed a ride from the neighbor boy to the dealership as the shuttle van guy was running late and I was in a tizzy to get to the MVA - got my car, it smelled and looked as if it had been washed again - which is probably the total number of times the old one had been washed it's entire life with me... poor thing.
I zipped down to the MVA express as the last time I had to do this - they were easy and quick, and again same thing - in out done in 25 minutes. AND she took my picture twice because the first picture "didn't come out nice enough - smile big!". Fine whatever. This picture makes my forehead look as if I've got a cone head in my family tree - not terribly flattering lighting... ah well. Still better than my work badge....
So then dinner Thursday night with my friends C and A I haven't seen C in a long time - she looked great! She's doing the 3 day 60 mile walk and must be really working out! She now has the time as she got laid off recently but she's smart and educated she'll get hired soon.... We had Thai food that was really good, fish, and duck and noodles with appetizers and dessert - OMG I was full and full. It was great company and good food and I had forgotten how much I enjoyed listening to those two argue over some point. :-D Yeah I'm a nerd.
So Friday - ah Friday while not officially "the day" I didn't go into work - pre planned relax people, I was up with Bubba, he went off to work, he did offer to go to lunch together - (I KNOW) but as I had my hot stone massage scheduled for noon and he didn't want to eat at 2... we planned for dinner and a concert. He left, I putzed, finally showered, ate breakfast got some things done, then locked up the pups and headed out. First to the bank, I put money in and I took money out. (that would be the purpose of a bank - just in case y'all didn't know), headed to the shoe store as they sent me a "it's your birthday day spend your money and we'll give you $10 buck off... yeah - drop 90 get 10 back. Oh and remember all this Bubba is a nice guy stuff because it will come come rushing down when the credit card bill comes in and he sees said shoe purchase! I love shoes - I bought two completely impractical but fun shoes - granted I will not be power walking in these bad boys but they are fun, and just a bit different - AND one pair came from the clearance rack! I always check there first. I couldn't find any sandals on clearance that I liked so I had to pay "full" price for the sandals a wedge shoe with fun straps and stuff... like I said generally impractical and I did practice walking on them to be 100% sure I could before making the buying commitment. This is important people... there must be some level of walking ability in a strappy shoe with a major wedge. Chicks will get that - if any guy happens to read this blog - he has NO clue about the shoes and why I complain so much about my husband. ;-)
Anyway--- shoes purchased, Aunt Ing is a happy girl, and then off to my hot stone massage... ahhhhh oh yeah babe. Rub-ba, Rub-ba, Rub-ba Aunt Ing nodded off a bit and then all too soon it was over and I was rubbery jello and very happy camper. Then I picked up Bubba's dry cleaning and headed home to the pups. Grabbed lunch and then decided to finish my afternoon in lazy style. I did a load of laundry. LOL
Oh and did I mention that while waiting for the bug guy I moved all MY books to my birthday bookshelves?! I did and was so proud of them - I took pictures and uploaded them to my facebook page. Toot toot of my own horn, hey! I built the darn things, moved all those books organized them and then took pictures and posted. Major job accomplishment in my world Skippy. Of course it allowed me to find, several books I haven't read or finished - that I remember, and unfortunately two duplicates... up on Paperback swap .com they went. It's be a good productive couple of days and tonight we concert up and who knows what the weekend holds. I'd like to sleep in... let's see what we can do about that.
LATER!
OH! last thought - I got a gift from my former office mate - a yellow shirt with the following emblazened on the back and smaller on the front.. "The Burgh" A drinking town with a Championship Problem - Amen Sister Amen. (and yes my friends know don't they?)
Now I recall last week or so a not so gentle reminder of the 5th anniversary of my 39th birthday... and that all I wanted was flowers - and I also told him to bring one of my vases to the giant floral shop and they could do something nice I like daisies, and sunflowers, and roses - enjoy. I mean really boys and girls how easy can I make for the man outside of doing it myself? Which I won't do dag nabbit. Any way... as he has been working like a rented mule these past weeks I made plans with my working buddies to go out to dinner last night - and he has to be home on time (early even) tonight so we can make our concert. When I got home, I did feel a bit guilty as he was home eating left overs and I had just finished the best meal of the month. I'll get to all that in a minute... as I was saying we were upstairs, I asked how his day was, talked about things that happened... I asked him if he saw the flowers the neighbor brought over, he said yes and pointed to the dining room table. It was there I saw my blue vase filled with lovely colored roses, and 3 huge yellow and orange sunflowers --- it was beau-ti-ful!!! I thanked him and it was all lovely then he quips "I wish all your flowers were that cheap." Now I looked at him and asked, "how come?" With a bit of prodding as if he's telling some state secret - he tells the following tale.
Apparently Mr. Plan Ahead took my vase in Saturday when he went grocery shopping, made arrangements with the store flower lady to get this done, she indicated to him that while she would be out until Monday and not in Wednesday evening all he had to do was get another warm body and they can get the arrangement. Fine, good, done. Bubba the hero. However, apparently grocery store flower lady didn't read her own book and didn't bother to make said arrangement so when our hero entered the store full of vim and vigor to pick up his gift - it wasn't there, he gathered one manager and then that befuddled manager grabbed the STORE manager and apparently between the two them managed to arrange the lovely flowers now sitting in my dining room. I figured Bubba would have been ranting and raving - but no he said he was pretty calm as the manager was plenty ticked on his behalf and I'm guessing he ate a big discount on those flowers and put in HIS little book a quiet chat with the flower lady who didn't do what was on her to-do book. Bubba indicated he saw the big red note on the book of "why wasn't this done on time?" Ouch.
But again lovely flowers, Bubba the hero and all is well.
Thursday was a good day - I was up too early but got the new family truckster into the dealership for the idiot light check, the recall to add something to stop rocks and crap from getting to parts it shouldn't be in and apparently a computer upgrade. OK - but it also meant I was sans car for the day... not cool a I had to get to the MVA Thursday as well - as that was the last day for my license to drive to be valid. I had a few anxious moments - but everything came out in the wash, bug guy arrived, late which is unusual for him, but he took care of Bubba's ant issue (he saw 2 and figured he was paying for this - he could call --or make me do it) So that was done, I bummed a ride from the neighbor boy to the dealership as the shuttle van guy was running late and I was in a tizzy to get to the MVA - got my car, it smelled and looked as if it had been washed again - which is probably the total number of times the old one had been washed it's entire life with me... poor thing.
I zipped down to the MVA express as the last time I had to do this - they were easy and quick, and again same thing - in out done in 25 minutes. AND she took my picture twice because the first picture "didn't come out nice enough - smile big!". Fine whatever. This picture makes my forehead look as if I've got a cone head in my family tree - not terribly flattering lighting... ah well. Still better than my work badge....
So then dinner Thursday night with my friends C and A I haven't seen C in a long time - she looked great! She's doing the 3 day 60 mile walk and must be really working out! She now has the time as she got laid off recently but she's smart and educated she'll get hired soon.... We had Thai food that was really good, fish, and duck and noodles with appetizers and dessert - OMG I was full and full. It was great company and good food and I had forgotten how much I enjoyed listening to those two argue over some point. :-D Yeah I'm a nerd.
So Friday - ah Friday while not officially "the day" I didn't go into work - pre planned relax people, I was up with Bubba, he went off to work, he did offer to go to lunch together - (I KNOW) but as I had my hot stone massage scheduled for noon and he didn't want to eat at 2... we planned for dinner and a concert. He left, I putzed, finally showered, ate breakfast got some things done, then locked up the pups and headed out. First to the bank, I put money in and I took money out. (that would be the purpose of a bank - just in case y'all didn't know), headed to the shoe store as they sent me a "it's your birthday day spend your money and we'll give you $10 buck off... yeah - drop 90 get 10 back. Oh and remember all this Bubba is a nice guy stuff because it will come come rushing down when the credit card bill comes in and he sees said shoe purchase! I love shoes - I bought two completely impractical but fun shoes - granted I will not be power walking in these bad boys but they are fun, and just a bit different - AND one pair came from the clearance rack! I always check there first. I couldn't find any sandals on clearance that I liked so I had to pay "full" price for the sandals a wedge shoe with fun straps and stuff... like I said generally impractical and I did practice walking on them to be 100% sure I could before making the buying commitment. This is important people... there must be some level of walking ability in a strappy shoe with a major wedge. Chicks will get that - if any guy happens to read this blog - he has NO clue about the shoes and why I complain so much about my husband. ;-)
Anyway--- shoes purchased, Aunt Ing is a happy girl, and then off to my hot stone massage... ahhhhh oh yeah babe. Rub-ba, Rub-ba, Rub-ba Aunt Ing nodded off a bit and then all too soon it was over and I was rubbery jello and very happy camper. Then I picked up Bubba's dry cleaning and headed home to the pups. Grabbed lunch and then decided to finish my afternoon in lazy style. I did a load of laundry. LOL
Oh and did I mention that while waiting for the bug guy I moved all MY books to my birthday bookshelves?! I did and was so proud of them - I took pictures and uploaded them to my facebook page. Toot toot of my own horn, hey! I built the darn things, moved all those books organized them and then took pictures and posted. Major job accomplishment in my world Skippy. Of course it allowed me to find, several books I haven't read or finished - that I remember, and unfortunately two duplicates... up on Paperback swap .com they went. It's be a good productive couple of days and tonight we concert up and who knows what the weekend holds. I'd like to sleep in... let's see what we can do about that.
LATER!
OH! last thought - I got a gift from my former office mate - a yellow shirt with the following emblazened on the back and smaller on the front.. "The Burgh" A drinking town with a Championship Problem - Amen Sister Amen. (and yes my friends know don't they?)
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Hump day - but for me....
ITS FRIDAY!!! Yes, boys and girls, Aunt Ing is working a 3-day week. The following two days will be filled with all sorts of fun stuff - let's discuss shall we?
First tomorrow holds a host of fun stuff - including a trip to the dealership as my new family truckster has an idiot light on... now according to the mechanic its a gas cap, exhaust redux kind of thing and I suspect that they will reset the light, tighten the freaking gas cap and we will move on with our day. Of course I will ask exactly the proper methodology in which to tighten said freaking gas cap thereby avoiding another visit and waste of my time... ahem. Now I will add that the light came on after THEY filled the tank, and after I did, it didn't go off - so who is in the wrong here? I digress.
After that bit of fun - I get to go home and wait for the bug guy because Bubba saw 2 ants and since he's paid for the extra bit of spritz I must now sit home and wait for him to spritz more to ensure Bubba feels like he's getting his money's worth. Now I should also point out to Bubba especially, that since the bug guys put the magic elixir in our chimney, and the attic we have see a serious drop in the stink bug population - no more nightly harvesting from the family room windows, the laundry room window and then flying about the lights while trying to enjoy the evenings boob-tube entertainments... frankly it's nice.
After the bug guy shows up (hopefully early) I will then bop down to the MVA, with reading material, and renew my driver's license. Yes I have waited until the last possible minute but this was easier to take the day off, schedule lots of things, and then get this done rather that tick away hours of leave waiting for a state bureaucrat to point click and take another bad picture of me.... well actually my last picture was pretty good so I kinda don't want a new one - plus I'm younger in that pic... ;-)
After that bit of fun - I have some time to myself, then I'm meeting friends for dinner, in VA. I planned this because I know Bubba does not have an ability to get home before 8 PM and by the time we go out it will be 9:30 before we get done and well who needs that kind of indigestion? Plus Bubba has to get home early Friday so we can go to our concert on time - with dinner in or out. Its all good.
Friday promises to be better, Bubba's car doesn't have to go in so one less thing, I have a massage schedule, working on a manicure appointment, plus the concert - oh and I don't have to go into work...
The weekend is also unplanned, although I am sure Bubba has some bazaar idea about weeding the back yard or something, my plans involve getting books moved and bouncing around whatever issue Major Crankypants will have his underpants in a bunch about....
Last night? He got overly grumpy and I do mean overly because the cleaning lady put the trash in the wrong bucket in the garage, and she moved his contact lens bottle. He needs a break, a day off and frankly some kind of doggie downer drug. Yeesh - unclench Bubba.
Later.
First tomorrow holds a host of fun stuff - including a trip to the dealership as my new family truckster has an idiot light on... now according to the mechanic its a gas cap, exhaust redux kind of thing and I suspect that they will reset the light, tighten the freaking gas cap and we will move on with our day. Of course I will ask exactly the proper methodology in which to tighten said freaking gas cap thereby avoiding another visit and waste of my time... ahem. Now I will add that the light came on after THEY filled the tank, and after I did, it didn't go off - so who is in the wrong here? I digress.
After that bit of fun - I get to go home and wait for the bug guy because Bubba saw 2 ants and since he's paid for the extra bit of spritz I must now sit home and wait for him to spritz more to ensure Bubba feels like he's getting his money's worth. Now I should also point out to Bubba especially, that since the bug guys put the magic elixir in our chimney, and the attic we have see a serious drop in the stink bug population - no more nightly harvesting from the family room windows, the laundry room window and then flying about the lights while trying to enjoy the evenings boob-tube entertainments... frankly it's nice.
After the bug guy shows up (hopefully early) I will then bop down to the MVA, with reading material, and renew my driver's license. Yes I have waited until the last possible minute but this was easier to take the day off, schedule lots of things, and then get this done rather that tick away hours of leave waiting for a state bureaucrat to point click and take another bad picture of me.... well actually my last picture was pretty good so I kinda don't want a new one - plus I'm younger in that pic... ;-)
After that bit of fun - I have some time to myself, then I'm meeting friends for dinner, in VA. I planned this because I know Bubba does not have an ability to get home before 8 PM and by the time we go out it will be 9:30 before we get done and well who needs that kind of indigestion? Plus Bubba has to get home early Friday so we can go to our concert on time - with dinner in or out. Its all good.
Friday promises to be better, Bubba's car doesn't have to go in so one less thing, I have a massage schedule, working on a manicure appointment, plus the concert - oh and I don't have to go into work...
The weekend is also unplanned, although I am sure Bubba has some bazaar idea about weeding the back yard or something, my plans involve getting books moved and bouncing around whatever issue Major Crankypants will have his underpants in a bunch about....
Last night? He got overly grumpy and I do mean overly because the cleaning lady put the trash in the wrong bucket in the garage, and she moved his contact lens bottle. He needs a break, a day off and frankly some kind of doggie downer drug. Yeesh - unclench Bubba.
Later.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Ahh the weekend - and the blinding heat to go with it...
and then Monday it's supposed to get HOT... today is considered "summer" but when Shelby doesn't want to be outside for anything longer than 5 minutes its hot. Things have remained quiet until I had to be the bad guy at work on Friday - we had a meeting with our 'big' internal customer that morning, this is a major project with lots of executive chefs in the kitchen watching and waiting for an actual cook to screw up.... we've been that cook pointed out for not chopping the veggies properly it's not a place any of us care to be in again. So at the end of the meeting I understood we were to produce a table with all the data detailed in the meeting.
They poor tester guy thought it was the data displayed which was 1/2 the table filled out. I checked with my office mate in the meeting - he concluded the same as I the entire table. Feeling guilty I tried to round up help for the poor guy who told ME it would take HOURS to get the data together - he said in the meeting - he HAD the data. Next time speak up dorkus. ANY way I finally find his manager and say dude - he needs help and surprise he gets it and his help is done way before he is! What are you doing down there?? (the hallway) SOO ... hours later when frankly it should have taken him 1 hour tops, it's done I set it out all pretty and ready to go he goes home with the bonus of not working Monday. Prego.
It is an odd dynamic at work, we all basically work for different contractors but for one government person and yet this team that mostly works for one small boss guy also on our team they keep to themselves. Fun. Had I known this going in - would have taken the other job in Maryland. But as I interviewed with the government person and not the other contractors we get what we get and we make the most of it. Besides, who knows what the next month or year will bring? I'm happy to ride this train for a while.
So Saturday with another unplanned weekend I was thinking was going to be a bit Bubba free but alas - he decided NOT to work the weekend. I know! Of course that may also explain the temperatures in DC... anyway. Saturday we're up, putzing we head out to lunch, a place he saw on Diners, Drive Ins and dives when looked up on the web has since closed due to tax issues. Thanks Montgomery County Maryland, next he looks up a place on his phone - we arrived closed due to vacation. OK I'm headed back toward home - remember this place on the way pull in and LUNCH! And a good one too, Mexican ate my first tamale, not bad. To quote my red-neck roots I would describe it this way, it's like they took grits only grinded them up finer, stuffed them with some good pulled pork with a bit of spicy and put Mexican green sauce on it. Like I said good eatin' ;-)
After the largest meal I've eaten in freaking forever we got home, he mowed the lawn, I putzed trying to digest so I could maneuver and put together my second book case. I made a grocery list, did coupons- Bubba went shopping and managed to forget something on the list - again. He swears he put the burgers (turkey) in the cart and yet none made it home, nor on the checkout receipt. While Bubba shopped I got the bookcase together, finished after he got home due to the "hey-lady-its-my-dinner-time" interruption which involved Shelby standing on my boards in my face with her tongue. Yes, love you too pup - I figured I was almost done, fed them and sat for an hour. Not my brightest move. But I did get up and get finished, Bubba helped with the last step of anchoring it to the wall it comes with a bracket for that - yeah I bought the high quality cheap crap didn't I? ;-)
HEY! They are sturdy and well built if I do say so myself; just not terribly well balanced. Hence the wall mount. Now today's project is to get books from hiding places up to the bookshelves. That might work off 5 bites of that Mexican lunch I so enjoyed yesterday.
All right off to pay bills, deal with the checkbook, laundry and book hauling. And let's not forget our usual, dinner, kitchen, oh crap tomorrow is Monday ritual. Bonus for this week? Working 3 days this week - taking Thursday and Friday off!! Thursday is my birthday - and I can't believe I'm that freaking old. Plus I have lots of fun stuff planned, like waiting for the bug guys to come spray for ants, getting my driver's license renewed, shoe shopping - because I have coupons, getting my nails done, a hot stone massage and a concert with the Bubba. Stay tuned because who knows what the first three days of the week will bring...
They poor tester guy thought it was the data displayed which was 1/2 the table filled out. I checked with my office mate in the meeting - he concluded the same as I the entire table. Feeling guilty I tried to round up help for the poor guy who told ME it would take HOURS to get the data together - he said in the meeting - he HAD the data. Next time speak up dorkus. ANY way I finally find his manager and say dude - he needs help and surprise he gets it and his help is done way before he is! What are you doing down there?? (the hallway) SOO ... hours later when frankly it should have taken him 1 hour tops, it's done I set it out all pretty and ready to go he goes home with the bonus of not working Monday. Prego.
It is an odd dynamic at work, we all basically work for different contractors but for one government person and yet this team that mostly works for one small boss guy also on our team they keep to themselves. Fun. Had I known this going in - would have taken the other job in Maryland. But as I interviewed with the government person and not the other contractors we get what we get and we make the most of it. Besides, who knows what the next month or year will bring? I'm happy to ride this train for a while.
So Saturday with another unplanned weekend I was thinking was going to be a bit Bubba free but alas - he decided NOT to work the weekend. I know! Of course that may also explain the temperatures in DC... anyway. Saturday we're up, putzing we head out to lunch, a place he saw on Diners, Drive Ins and dives when looked up on the web has since closed due to tax issues. Thanks Montgomery County Maryland, next he looks up a place on his phone - we arrived closed due to vacation. OK I'm headed back toward home - remember this place on the way pull in and LUNCH! And a good one too, Mexican ate my first tamale, not bad. To quote my red-neck roots I would describe it this way, it's like they took grits only grinded them up finer, stuffed them with some good pulled pork with a bit of spicy and put Mexican green sauce on it. Like I said good eatin' ;-)
After the largest meal I've eaten in freaking forever we got home, he mowed the lawn, I putzed trying to digest so I could maneuver and put together my second book case. I made a grocery list, did coupons- Bubba went shopping and managed to forget something on the list - again. He swears he put the burgers (turkey) in the cart and yet none made it home, nor on the checkout receipt. While Bubba shopped I got the bookcase together, finished after he got home due to the "hey-lady-its-my-dinner-time" interruption which involved Shelby standing on my boards in my face with her tongue. Yes, love you too pup - I figured I was almost done, fed them and sat for an hour. Not my brightest move. But I did get up and get finished, Bubba helped with the last step of anchoring it to the wall it comes with a bracket for that - yeah I bought the high quality cheap crap didn't I? ;-)
HEY! They are sturdy and well built if I do say so myself; just not terribly well balanced. Hence the wall mount. Now today's project is to get books from hiding places up to the bookshelves. That might work off 5 bites of that Mexican lunch I so enjoyed yesterday.
All right off to pay bills, deal with the checkbook, laundry and book hauling. And let's not forget our usual, dinner, kitchen, oh crap tomorrow is Monday ritual. Bonus for this week? Working 3 days this week - taking Thursday and Friday off!! Thursday is my birthday - and I can't believe I'm that freaking old. Plus I have lots of fun stuff planned, like waiting for the bug guys to come spray for ants, getting my driver's license renewed, shoe shopping - because I have coupons, getting my nails done, a hot stone massage and a concert with the Bubba. Stay tuned because who knows what the first three days of the week will bring...
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
quiet -- oh so very quiet
Life right now is quiet - not that we mind - oh no not going to poke fate in the eye-- quiet is good. Mostly.
Work is quiet, Bubba is working a lot - so I get to enjoy good quiet time - but again - maybe a little conversation would be nice.
Oh sure I had a great weekend with the girl friend and friends and chat chat chat -- it was great. Maybe I can talk Bubba into a trip home one of the 5 weekends in July. August promises to be busy and we've got a crab feast with the neighbors, the next day the eastern star progressive dinner - I think I have the hor'd vours (can't spell it or say it - live with it!!) mapped out for all that should be interesting to get all that organized. Bubba will be oh - so helpful on that day... NOT. in fact he will be the EXACT opposite of helpful... he will be a big wall of Bubba-grumpy-ness which of course will just cause more stress and more - more to that day. Perhaps I can send him away for the morning and he can come back like 15 minutes before things get rolling and I will have it all under control. Yeah and I'll be a size 2 next week...
So why was I concerned with the quiet - I should bask in it! I do have my birthday bookshelves one set up second set ready. (thanks NANA!!) I have stared loading up the first with books - and immediately realized that indeed the second one was a smart purchase. Of course when I have to put together the second one I fear Bubba will be around to "help" and won't that be fun?? No.
I fully expect Bubba to be late tonight - so dinner for one tonight it's salads so no worries. All that means is I eat dinner with two sets of puppies eyes watching me and waiting for the 'drop'... yeah good luck pups - Mama is a piggy. ;-)
Short one today - again it's quiet. Off to finish off my day and head home -- won't that be fun?
Work is quiet, Bubba is working a lot - so I get to enjoy good quiet time - but again - maybe a little conversation would be nice.
Oh sure I had a great weekend with the girl friend and friends and chat chat chat -- it was great. Maybe I can talk Bubba into a trip home one of the 5 weekends in July. August promises to be busy and we've got a crab feast with the neighbors, the next day the eastern star progressive dinner - I think I have the hor'd vours (can't spell it or say it - live with it!!) mapped out for all that should be interesting to get all that organized. Bubba will be oh - so helpful on that day... NOT. in fact he will be the EXACT opposite of helpful... he will be a big wall of Bubba-grumpy-ness which of course will just cause more stress and more - more to that day. Perhaps I can send him away for the morning and he can come back like 15 minutes before things get rolling and I will have it all under control. Yeah and I'll be a size 2 next week...
So why was I concerned with the quiet - I should bask in it! I do have my birthday bookshelves one set up second set ready. (thanks NANA!!) I have stared loading up the first with books - and immediately realized that indeed the second one was a smart purchase. Of course when I have to put together the second one I fear Bubba will be around to "help" and won't that be fun?? No.
I fully expect Bubba to be late tonight - so dinner for one tonight it's salads so no worries. All that means is I eat dinner with two sets of puppies eyes watching me and waiting for the 'drop'... yeah good luck pups - Mama is a piggy. ;-)
Short one today - again it's quiet. Off to finish off my day and head home -- won't that be fun?
Monday, July 4, 2011
ahh the weekend's little projects
I got the book case together - almost completely done - sat it up and realized I had put the top board on incorrectly. There were a number of football words used in that small room, and I quit for the day - because had I tackled trying to fix my bone head move I would have done some serious damage to my bookshelf and then REALLY been ticked. So we backed away from the project and enjoyed a peaceful night sans Bubba - he was out with the boys on his bachelor party - enjoy yeah I'll come get your drunken backside at the train station.
Of course the original plan was for 12 midnight "around there" -- apparently I left too much open for "around there" meant 1:37 in the blessed AM. The dogs were ready to go at 10, 11, 12 and 1 AM - to bed, and I was reminded almost hourly that it was time for us to be tucked in and why were we still up? They never really got it.
He wasn't as 'happy' as I expected him to be - less so when he saw the second bookshelf in my car - and - as he put it - another excuse to fill up crap. No - butthead it's pulling all the stacks of books from my various hide y-holes and put them in one place. It's logical, organized and neat. To him it's more crap. I simply do not get the mind set of where an empty shelf is considered neat - it's just sad. No I don't need every service covered in a ton of stuff but I think if you have a book shelf with 4 shelves and 2 are empty that's kind of sad (his mother's house had this issue) Bubba said it look "not like your mess - it's fine" No it's not. And for the record - most of my shelves are not a mess - we just won't look in the office too closely. :-)
ANY way - Sunday of course we slept in as we are getting old and don't do these hours anymore - dogs included. Up, showered, we went to breakfast which considering the time of day most people would call it lunch, made a quick trip to the grocery store as we were hosting the game portion of the picnic/ game night with both sets of the neighbors. Then we came home, and cleaned up a bit, I got the munchies put together and washed the covers of my couch. I am embarrassed to admit how much better they look now - I thought most of that was fading of the material - nope it was doggies rubbing their faces and ears up and down the couch that made it so dirty... ick. But now they are clean... but that realization - double ewww on me.
We also made a discovery last night - I sent Bubba to the liquor store to get some Lemoncello it's an Italian liquor with a great lemon taste and a kick-your-booty alcohol content - well our local place was OUT! So they steered us to Orange-cello we figured what the heck and bought it tossed it the freezer and it was sampled by all... more than once - we all slept well. As my one neighbor put it this morning - it went down nice, cool and smooth then sprang back up and knocked you in the head. LOL We were all pretty happy.
This morning has been busy day well it started with Bubba the butthead and his work computer when I asked about him taking the day off - apparently with a bit too much 'tone' he went oober cranky to which I proceeded to ignore him, eat my breakfast and go on about my business. I would have apologized for forgetting he did indeed say he had some work stuff to do today - but be a butthead get treated like one.
So I weeded the front yard, chatted up the neighbors who were out doing the same thing, Bubba came out and did the mulch which to me is the reward for doing the weeding because it looks so nice when you're done - but hey I didn't have to lift those bags - so who am I to complain?
Problem is he used most of it on the front part of the house and didn't leave enough for under the dogwood tree - so he's off getting more, along with the groceries and gas for the lawn mower. We figure what - 4-5 hours he's gone. I'm just saying.
I have tended to a few issues, blogged, gathered up the laundry and will putz about until he gets home, then we will finish the mulching, I will shower away the dirt and 1000% humidity that we are enjoying for our holiday and move on to finish laundry, ironing dinner prep, cook and clean up and then fall face first into bed only to have to away WAY to freaking early for a work day after your holiday. Who plans this crap?
Off to tend to other issues, and watch dogs sleep in A/C. It's a life isn't it?
Oh - I do have to say Bubba did help me yesterday morning fix my bonehead move with the bookcase so it's done, up and ready to be loaded up. Getting to that too.
Of course the original plan was for 12 midnight "around there" -- apparently I left too much open for "around there" meant 1:37 in the blessed AM. The dogs were ready to go at 10, 11, 12 and 1 AM - to bed, and I was reminded almost hourly that it was time for us to be tucked in and why were we still up? They never really got it.
He wasn't as 'happy' as I expected him to be - less so when he saw the second bookshelf in my car - and - as he put it - another excuse to fill up crap. No - butthead it's pulling all the stacks of books from my various hide y-holes and put them in one place. It's logical, organized and neat. To him it's more crap. I simply do not get the mind set of where an empty shelf is considered neat - it's just sad. No I don't need every service covered in a ton of stuff but I think if you have a book shelf with 4 shelves and 2 are empty that's kind of sad (his mother's house had this issue) Bubba said it look "not like your mess - it's fine" No it's not. And for the record - most of my shelves are not a mess - we just won't look in the office too closely. :-)
ANY way - Sunday of course we slept in as we are getting old and don't do these hours anymore - dogs included. Up, showered, we went to breakfast which considering the time of day most people would call it lunch, made a quick trip to the grocery store as we were hosting the game portion of the picnic/ game night with both sets of the neighbors. Then we came home, and cleaned up a bit, I got the munchies put together and washed the covers of my couch. I am embarrassed to admit how much better they look now - I thought most of that was fading of the material - nope it was doggies rubbing their faces and ears up and down the couch that made it so dirty... ick. But now they are clean... but that realization - double ewww on me.
We also made a discovery last night - I sent Bubba to the liquor store to get some Lemoncello it's an Italian liquor with a great lemon taste and a kick-your-booty alcohol content - well our local place was OUT! So they steered us to Orange-cello we figured what the heck and bought it tossed it the freezer and it was sampled by all... more than once - we all slept well. As my one neighbor put it this morning - it went down nice, cool and smooth then sprang back up and knocked you in the head. LOL We were all pretty happy.
This morning has been busy day well it started with Bubba the butthead and his work computer when I asked about him taking the day off - apparently with a bit too much 'tone' he went oober cranky to which I proceeded to ignore him, eat my breakfast and go on about my business. I would have apologized for forgetting he did indeed say he had some work stuff to do today - but be a butthead get treated like one.
So I weeded the front yard, chatted up the neighbors who were out doing the same thing, Bubba came out and did the mulch which to me is the reward for doing the weeding because it looks so nice when you're done - but hey I didn't have to lift those bags - so who am I to complain?
Problem is he used most of it on the front part of the house and didn't leave enough for under the dogwood tree - so he's off getting more, along with the groceries and gas for the lawn mower. We figure what - 4-5 hours he's gone. I'm just saying.
I have tended to a few issues, blogged, gathered up the laundry and will putz about until he gets home, then we will finish the mulching, I will shower away the dirt and 1000% humidity that we are enjoying for our holiday and move on to finish laundry, ironing dinner prep, cook and clean up and then fall face first into bed only to have to away WAY to freaking early for a work day after your holiday. Who plans this crap?
Off to tend to other issues, and watch dogs sleep in A/C. It's a life isn't it?
Oh - I do have to say Bubba did help me yesterday morning fix my bonehead move with the bookcase so it's done, up and ready to be loaded up. Getting to that too.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Its a Kennywood kinda day...
For those of you who did not grow up in Western PA - Kennywood is the local amusement park - great old wooden roller coaster... and think about what roller coasters do ... that's right UP and Down....
So today started in semi-typical fashion semi as the first time my eyeballs popped open was 6 flipping AM - oh heck to the no... so I peed and went back to sleep. Shelby gave me another 2.25 hours... then demanded the same privilege in a slightly different location.
So up fed, watered and empty the women of the household were content. Then Bubba awoke and we were scrambling. So showered, dressed and ready to go - plop Bubba in the new family truckster as I as meeting my friend Deborah near a metro stop I agreed to take his royal crankiness. And he got crankier as I had to stop for gas - now if he had not checked the freaking mileage 12 times and putzed and the pump he would have been done in 10 minutes less that he was... grump grump - then we zip by the bank which I tended, in out done. Then zippy-do-dah to said location he was dumped and I was early and it was zen... (and we have climbed UP the great hill) and we all guess what comes next - the tip and the rapid descent. He calls as I am window shopping, and says "the train is running 30 minutes behind you're going to have to take me to my buddy's. And down we go. Great fine - another opportunity to get lost in DC - in my new car. So I head back to my car, field another phone call and tell where we parked - as he apparently wasn't in the car with me when I did!!! Of course I have the wrong number for my friend - as I diligently wrote it down then proceeded to not put it in my phone or put it in my pocket but left in right on my living room banister... yeah dofus me. ANY way ---
I am waiting the car, he arrives, tosses his stuff in back and then begins to grump at ME because the cell phone doesn't have a signal in an underground parking garage... yes dear it is the force of my will that permits this to happen it has nothing to do with the 3 tons of concrete and steel above us at that particular moment... butthead. So we get out - I turn as I am semi-familiar with the route having taken my friend home in a similar direction. He has his map, we are driving and driving and he's grumping at me because yes, again the force of my will - and it is strong in this one - is causing all the traffic in front of me to go slow because I too want him AND me to be late - all the while grumbling he should have driven himself - yes dear you should have - but then he would have had to sober up to get home (bachelor party).
Finally we find this place I drop him off on a corner and can you believe it! Not even a thank you - no I got cranky face and away he went. Now I know like know my name that when he gets me that mad that I am shouting "you're welcome a-hole" from inside my closed up car as he crosses the street that I need to stop seeing red and move on with my day. But no - I let him get me cranky too as I was now running seriously late and really unhappy about it - as such I pulled a serious bone head move turned right when I should have gone left and ended up making large circles in DC turning around one to end up back where I nearly freaking started and then finally realizing my mistake, taking the left and arriving...
thankfully Deborah was late too so not cooling her jets for so long and had time to butter up our cutie-pie waiter at our place (2 cougars table 12 - work that tip pumpkin). As you can see, there were a serious of roller coaster like moments in that bit of mess but after that it's all up and up. We had a great lunch, our usual, chat, laugh, eat, laugh, chat, laugh and giggle fest - and brother did we need it. We girls need this time to just be girls, be catty and enjoy because life ain't worth living without it!
We did some window shopping I got something cool for the cabin, and the sugar crash was hard and fast but it was all good up and down. So we said our goodbyes and headed to the parking garage. Deborah was new to the driving at this location - I generally park in the same spot. Anyway we part ways head to our elevator and as I drop my goodies into my car there she is! And we realize I parked right behind her!!! LOL Seriously - so we showed off our new rides, hugged again and parted ways this time I didn't get lost going home - stopped off and got my bookshelves HEAVY and had to get them out of the car - one piece or several pieces at the time. They are now upstairs waiting for me to figure out the hieroglyphic based instructions - on the upside they have all the pieces in the listed inventory. I might have it together before Bubba calls me to come get his drunken backside. We'll see.
Stay tuned I fear a story coming out of this little adventure too...
So today started in semi-typical fashion semi as the first time my eyeballs popped open was 6 flipping AM - oh heck to the no... so I peed and went back to sleep. Shelby gave me another 2.25 hours... then demanded the same privilege in a slightly different location.
So up fed, watered and empty the women of the household were content. Then Bubba awoke and we were scrambling. So showered, dressed and ready to go - plop Bubba in the new family truckster as I as meeting my friend Deborah near a metro stop I agreed to take his royal crankiness. And he got crankier as I had to stop for gas - now if he had not checked the freaking mileage 12 times and putzed and the pump he would have been done in 10 minutes less that he was... grump grump - then we zip by the bank which I tended, in out done. Then zippy-do-dah to said location he was dumped and I was early and it was zen... (and we have climbed UP the great hill) and we all guess what comes next - the tip and the rapid descent. He calls as I am window shopping, and says "the train is running 30 minutes behind you're going to have to take me to my buddy's. And down we go. Great fine - another opportunity to get lost in DC - in my new car. So I head back to my car, field another phone call and tell where we parked - as he apparently wasn't in the car with me when I did!!! Of course I have the wrong number for my friend - as I diligently wrote it down then proceeded to not put it in my phone or put it in my pocket but left in right on my living room banister... yeah dofus me. ANY way ---
I am waiting the car, he arrives, tosses his stuff in back and then begins to grump at ME because the cell phone doesn't have a signal in an underground parking garage... yes dear it is the force of my will that permits this to happen it has nothing to do with the 3 tons of concrete and steel above us at that particular moment... butthead. So we get out - I turn as I am semi-familiar with the route having taken my friend home in a similar direction. He has his map, we are driving and driving and he's grumping at me because yes, again the force of my will - and it is strong in this one - is causing all the traffic in front of me to go slow because I too want him AND me to be late - all the while grumbling he should have driven himself - yes dear you should have - but then he would have had to sober up to get home (bachelor party).
Finally we find this place I drop him off on a corner and can you believe it! Not even a thank you - no I got cranky face and away he went. Now I know like know my name that when he gets me that mad that I am shouting "you're welcome a-hole" from inside my closed up car as he crosses the street that I need to stop seeing red and move on with my day. But no - I let him get me cranky too as I was now running seriously late and really unhappy about it - as such I pulled a serious bone head move turned right when I should have gone left and ended up making large circles in DC turning around one to end up back where I nearly freaking started and then finally realizing my mistake, taking the left and arriving...
thankfully Deborah was late too so not cooling her jets for so long and had time to butter up our cutie-pie waiter at our place (2 cougars table 12 - work that tip pumpkin). As you can see, there were a serious of roller coaster like moments in that bit of mess but after that it's all up and up. We had a great lunch, our usual, chat, laugh, eat, laugh, chat, laugh and giggle fest - and brother did we need it. We girls need this time to just be girls, be catty and enjoy because life ain't worth living without it!
We did some window shopping I got something cool for the cabin, and the sugar crash was hard and fast but it was all good up and down. So we said our goodbyes and headed to the parking garage. Deborah was new to the driving at this location - I generally park in the same spot. Anyway we part ways head to our elevator and as I drop my goodies into my car there she is! And we realize I parked right behind her!!! LOL Seriously - so we showed off our new rides, hugged again and parted ways this time I didn't get lost going home - stopped off and got my bookshelves HEAVY and had to get them out of the car - one piece or several pieces at the time. They are now upstairs waiting for me to figure out the hieroglyphic based instructions - on the upside they have all the pieces in the listed inventory. I might have it together before Bubba calls me to come get his drunken backside. We'll see.
Stay tuned I fear a story coming out of this little adventure too...
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