I have a tan. Part sun, part fake. Who cares, my arms and shoulders look awesome. Kevin says I missed some funny spots with the self-tanner. I'm not saying where exactly that is.
My last choir concert of the year is this Saturday. Love choir, but it makes for long Mondays. Not as into this music, although quite nice. The Sea Symphony just wore me out, and I used up all my practice hours for that concert. I've been a big slacker this time.
Money from Alaska land is paying for: David's wedding is VEGAS BABY VEGAS. Hoping to be pregnant at said wedding, so that will save us some money on booze. Also covering lovely entertainment unit from IKEA that is yet to be purchased and a new grill. Hopefully some will be left over to boost the savings account.
Some reimbursement money came in, and we are being very very good and putting it towards the VISA and not new clothes, which is what we really really want.
Have lots of pretty pots in the backyard. Heliotrope. Basil. Petunias. Geraniums that are missing flowers. Lots of herbs. Waiting for dafodils to die back. Then I can get serious about the front yard. Hard to wait.
Friday, May 19, 2006
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
This weekend was not my best.
The work part was good. Busy, but good. I had a family gush over how wonderful I was. A boss gave me amazing compliments (and then said I would start training for charge nurse. I knew something was up!). My fun weekend posse was there.
The rest was crap.
It was sunny outside, and I was not out in it.
As a Mother's Day Present, I got my period. And nobody really says much to you on Mother's Day if all you've had is a miscarriage. Add the joy of being surrounded by pregnant people, and it was sheer pleasure on a cracker.
But I'm mistaken, something good did happen.
Kevin made me dinner. The classics. Steak. Mashed potatoes. Asperagus. And he opened a GOOD bottle of wine. 1998 Terra Haute Merlot. One of our "saver" bottles.
Why are we drinking this? I asked.
For hope. He responded.
But today was perfect. 80+ degrees. I walked the dogs and read in the sunshine. Kevin is on the road to getting his retirement plan in order (thanks Jay!) I have on my sunless tanner and I think it's working. I've discovered a fab author, Charlaine Harris, and all her books are at the library. Well, now they're all at my house.
And I got my glasses. Kate Spade eyewear. How could I resist something Kate Spade that insurance would cover? I'll post pictures in a few weeks when they show up.
I am ready for the heat. For summer.
The work part was good. Busy, but good. I had a family gush over how wonderful I was. A boss gave me amazing compliments (and then said I would start training for charge nurse. I knew something was up!). My fun weekend posse was there.
The rest was crap.
It was sunny outside, and I was not out in it.
As a Mother's Day Present, I got my period. And nobody really says much to you on Mother's Day if all you've had is a miscarriage. Add the joy of being surrounded by pregnant people, and it was sheer pleasure on a cracker.
But I'm mistaken, something good did happen.
Kevin made me dinner. The classics. Steak. Mashed potatoes. Asperagus. And he opened a GOOD bottle of wine. 1998 Terra Haute Merlot. One of our "saver" bottles.
Why are we drinking this? I asked.
For hope. He responded.
But today was perfect. 80+ degrees. I walked the dogs and read in the sunshine. Kevin is on the road to getting his retirement plan in order (thanks Jay!) I have on my sunless tanner and I think it's working. I've discovered a fab author, Charlaine Harris, and all her books are at the library. Well, now they're all at my house.
And I got my glasses. Kate Spade eyewear. How could I resist something Kate Spade that insurance would cover? I'll post pictures in a few weeks when they show up.
I am ready for the heat. For summer.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Money
I've spent the last 2.5 hours on the internet looking at money sites (very different from money shot sites). Motley Fool, MSN money, David Bach, and the like. My brain hurts.
The dogs, finished with their nap, are wrestling. They snarl. Teeth are bared. They bite at legs and necks, taking turns being beat up and rolling on the floor. When they catch me looking at them, they pause. Like they are embarrassed at such blatant DOG-LIKE behavior.
The dogs, finished with their nap, are wrestling. They snarl. Teeth are bared. They bite at legs and necks, taking turns being beat up and rolling on the floor. When they catch me looking at them, they pause. Like they are embarrassed at such blatant DOG-LIKE behavior.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Update on the Eye Exam
I need glasses. The doctor said I was barely legal to drive without them.
My husband is married to somebody who is "Barely Legal."
My husband is married to somebody who is "Barely Legal."
5th of May
Jimmy and Kat, PLU buddies.
Mix of PLU and Dead Gentlemen crowd. As with any good party, most of us were in the kitchen
Brandon, looking hot (I think it's Brandon. He's somebody's boyfriend...) Cool guy, letting me take a picture with this sexy hat.
Don, Cindy's charming husband, doing the Yucca Dance. The pelvic thrusts made it very special.
There is nothing sexier than watching your husband do chores around the house.
Specifically, the stuff you don't want to do. Dishes, vacuuming, organizing shelves, that I know how to do. And I know how I like it done. Usually, I like it done "My Way." I am not very partial to "Other People's Way." Like my husband's way, for example.
But there are a huge number of chores that I have no interest in doing. Computer repair. Shelf building. Anything involving heavy lifting, power tools, or copious digging. And my husband is FANTASTIC at those chores. Masterful with his tools. Focused in his thoughts. I could have had sex with him in the backyard at that moment, that's how exciting I found his accomplishments. I told him so, as I described my observations of his sexy, tool-handling self. He said I read too many romance novels. But he smiled. He liked it.
Today's task was fixing the house. Our gate was thoughtfully attached directly to the siding by the cheap-ass bastards who built our house. Wind, weather, and time had worked their magic. The bolts were tearing the siding. Nervous about destroyed siding, I wanted it patched. So Kevin, My-Husband-Who-Can-Fix-Things, came up with the plan. We bought stuff at church (Home Depot). And today, with some dry weather anticipated, we (mostly he, but I helped a little bit) took half the gate down and patched up the holes. Later this summer, we'll paint it up. There is actually quite a bit of painting to tackle this summer: the porch, the trim on the south side of the house, and the front door (red, of course).
The day started on a rougher note. After much avoidance, Kevin and I decided we needed a money management computer program. Quicken or MSN My Money, not sure which (please leave comments with your thought people, what should we get?) This will involve daily receipt logging. We are not fond of daily receipt logging. But we will do it, because we like having money to do what we want, and we like getting our debts paid down. I just want to feel like I have more of a handle on it, like I know where my money is going. So we can work on the house and the yard, occasionally do some fun things, and save like we want.
David and Beth have finally picked a wedding date! Las Vegas, October 31st, Mandalay Bay. Yeah! Except Kevin and I will have to board the dogs, because Nancy will also be in Vegas!
Specifically, the stuff you don't want to do. Dishes, vacuuming, organizing shelves, that I know how to do. And I know how I like it done. Usually, I like it done "My Way." I am not very partial to "Other People's Way." Like my husband's way, for example.
But there are a huge number of chores that I have no interest in doing. Computer repair. Shelf building. Anything involving heavy lifting, power tools, or copious digging. And my husband is FANTASTIC at those chores. Masterful with his tools. Focused in his thoughts. I could have had sex with him in the backyard at that moment, that's how exciting I found his accomplishments. I told him so, as I described my observations of his sexy, tool-handling self. He said I read too many romance novels. But he smiled. He liked it.
Today's task was fixing the house. Our gate was thoughtfully attached directly to the siding by the cheap-ass bastards who built our house. Wind, weather, and time had worked their magic. The bolts were tearing the siding. Nervous about destroyed siding, I wanted it patched. So Kevin, My-Husband-Who-Can-Fix-Things, came up with the plan. We bought stuff at church (Home Depot). And today, with some dry weather anticipated, we (mostly he, but I helped a little bit) took half the gate down and patched up the holes. Later this summer, we'll paint it up. There is actually quite a bit of painting to tackle this summer: the porch, the trim on the south side of the house, and the front door (red, of course).
The day started on a rougher note. After much avoidance, Kevin and I decided we needed a money management computer program. Quicken or MSN My Money, not sure which (please leave comments with your thought people, what should we get?) This will involve daily receipt logging. We are not fond of daily receipt logging. But we will do it, because we like having money to do what we want, and we like getting our debts paid down. I just want to feel like I have more of a handle on it, like I know where my money is going. So we can work on the house and the yard, occasionally do some fun things, and save like we want.
David and Beth have finally picked a wedding date! Las Vegas, October 31st, Mandalay Bay. Yeah! Except Kevin and I will have to board the dogs, because Nancy will also be in Vegas!
Friday, May 05, 2006
I have a sunburn from one hour in my back yard. But I don't care. I love all this sunshine and I'm going to hang out in it every chance I get.
Today I have my eye appointment. New glasses! I just love accessories. And I'm going to get cute ones, not boring black ones that go with everything. Oh, and being able to see will be nice also.
Party at Don and Cindy's house tonight! I'll get there a little bit early, Kevin will get there a little bit late. At first, he wanted me to wait for him. Sure thing, Babe. I'll just sit at home by myself waiting for you so we can go to the party together....or I'll just see you when you get there. Only downside? Two Cars = Two Designated Drivers.
I had a special request for Chocolate Stuff! Tonight it's "Better than Antonio Banderais" Chocolate Stuff. For Cinco De Mayo, of course.
Today I have my eye appointment. New glasses! I just love accessories. And I'm going to get cute ones, not boring black ones that go with everything. Oh, and being able to see will be nice also.
Party at Don and Cindy's house tonight! I'll get there a little bit early, Kevin will get there a little bit late. At first, he wanted me to wait for him. Sure thing, Babe. I'll just sit at home by myself waiting for you so we can go to the party together....or I'll just see you when you get there. Only downside? Two Cars = Two Designated Drivers.
I had a special request for Chocolate Stuff! Tonight it's "Better than Antonio Banderais" Chocolate Stuff. For Cinco De Mayo, of course.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Five days off.....whoo hooo!
We delivered three sets of twins in 12 hours. One set half delivered in the ER.
I got a phone call at 6am seeing if I could come in early. I did. It was a mess.
But by 6pm, all was quiet and well.
I plan on working in my yard, walking the dogs, and getting my house pretty. We spent all our money at the Mall and Church, leaving me lots of time and no money to tackle household projects.
But the Alaska land sold....shelves from IKEA are in my future.
We delivered three sets of twins in 12 hours. One set half delivered in the ER.
I got a phone call at 6am seeing if I could come in early. I did. It was a mess.
But by 6pm, all was quiet and well.
I plan on working in my yard, walking the dogs, and getting my house pretty. We spent all our money at the Mall and Church, leaving me lots of time and no money to tackle household projects.
But the Alaska land sold....shelves from IKEA are in my future.
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