Checking In

I've been working on a post - actually a few, that aren't quite ready yet.  I'm hoping they will be ready sometime next week.  I'm hoping they'll be as cool on the blog as they are in my head.  Do you ever do that?  Plan something out that you think is totally cool only to realize it that in actuality it's kinda lame?

In other news, the C-A-T-S, CATS, CATS, CATS play the Buckeyes tomorrow.

They HAVE to win.  They really don't have a choice in the matter.  Sorry Ohio State, but I'd really like to see some OSU fans put in their place (no OSU blogger fans of course). It would really make the entire month of March worthwhile.

Award Winning

This past weekend, blogger Lyndsay at SimplyLyndsay was kind enough to award little old me with my first blog award!  Thanks Lyndsay!

I've always seen blogs that get awards and I've always wanted to play along.  Now I get to!  So without further ado, here are my seven facts:

1  I sleep with a fan on every night  Even in the dead of winter.  I use it for the noise.  I have to have it in order to sleep  I even take it with me when I travel  If I don't have it, well, let's just say I become a nasty person, and no one is sleeping.  Sorry husband.

2.  I have an addiction  To purses.  I realize that addictions are nothing to laugh at, but seriously, it's a little out of control.  Have a look...

 Exhibit A - Box o' purses that resides in the guest bedroom closet.  I use some of them on a semi-regular basis

These are my "fancy" purses that get a special little place in my closet  Because they cost more than a few dollars I try to take a little better care of them.  Special things to note: the red purse is a Kate Spade from my awesome MIL two Christmases ago.  She knows her daughter in law well.  See the pink/orange one sitting on the brown Coach?  That's a Longchamp I bought at Saks in NYC on our honeymoon.  It was on super discount.  Even the salesperson didn't believe it was that cheap.  That's my "steal".

3.  I have an irrational phobia to throwing up  This means I worry about getting sick and I worry about others getting sick around me.  I don't wan to see it, and if you're sick then you might get me sick.  I'm also really superstitious about it.  I would tell you the last time I actually got sick, but I don't want to jinx myself. 

4.  I spend an obscene amount of time watching YouTube Beauty Guru videos.  They fascinate me and sometimes irritate me all at the same time.  I seem to like things that irritate me.  I keep people my friends on FB just so I can be irritated by them.  Does anyone else do this?

5.  I'm not a confrontation person, but I tend to suffer from road rage.  Things that irritate me:

• When I'm going 20 MPH OVER the speed limit and people still ride my bumper and then speed off in a hurry around me.  Seriously?  If I were going 20 under, then by all means ride my bumper and pass away.  But over?  You're just asking me to slam on my brakes.  It happened to me today.  Some girl got right up on my bumper and I was going 80 in a 65.  She then got over and as soon as she did I speed up aaaand she had to get right back behind me because the person in the other lane was going too slow.  Then I slowed down.  I saw her put her hands up in frustration.  I got a little joy from seeing this.
• When people weave in and out of traffic or try to pass me quickly.  I typically find these people up the road sitting in the same traffic I'm in, one car ahead of me.  I'm glad they were in such a hurry to get one car in front of me
• When people ride a lane that is ending all the way out and then try to cut you off.  Sorry buddy get behind me.  I obeyed the rules and now you will too.
• People that DON'T yield.

6.  When I come home from work, unless I have somewhere to go, I get right into my sweats or PJs  I don't understand how people come home and put on jeans.  What's the point?  I want to be comfortable.

7.  Although I have no children, and no control over anything, I already have certain plans - like  want twins.  When I go to the fertility doctor I'm going to tell him to find a way to get me twins.  Hopefully it will be a boy and a girl because I already have names picked out  I'd share, but I don't want to jinx or have anyone steal  Ok, I'll give you middle names.  For a boy - Philip for my deceased father in law.  For a girl - June.  My dad always called me June/June Bug growing up.  I can think of no better way to honor my father or my childhood than by giving it to my daughter. 

That was fun, and kind of hard to come up with random facts!  I"m now supposed to tag people, but because I'm not really familiar with a lot of bloggers yet, I'm tagging anyone who reads this.  Lame?  Yes.  Do I care?  Kind of, but I'm ok with it 

Confession Session

They say that confession is good for the soul (trust me, I'm Catholic.  I know these things).  With that I have a confession to make, oddly enough about a Catholic tradition - sacrifice during Lent.  I'm sure you are aware that during for the 40 days before Lent Catholics tend to give something up in order to remember the sacrifice that Jesus made for us.  By forgoing something, we are reminded each time we are tempted to do that thing we have given up of the sacrifice of Jesus.

Well, ladies,  I must confess that I.am.struggling. with what I have up this year - senseless spending.  Meaning, the only things I am buying are food and products that I already use.  For example, it's perfectly acceptable for me to buy shampoo because I use that on a regular basis.  It's ok to buy foundation/mascara/eyeliner if I run out since I use it everyday.  What's NOT acceptable is buying more eyeshadow (because I have a lot) or nail polish (because I have plenty to choose from).  This of course goes beyond makeup to include clothing, shoes, accessories - you get the picture.

In the short time that I have been doing this, I realized something.

It's hard. 

I'm pathetic.

I'd like to say that this experience is drawing me close to God, but really I'm just kicking myself every time I see something I want to buy.  But I'm sticking with it and maybe every time I feel tempted I should say a prayer.  Maybe that will help me, but it's so hard when I want to buy:

Essie - Topless and Barefoot

Rose Rings from LizHutnick on Etsy

 

Heritage Cardigans from Land's End Canvas

(One in every color preferably)

NARS blush in Orgasm

 

Marc Jacobs Daisy

They tease, they wink, they beckon...

And really that's only scratching the surface.  Oh Easter, please hurry up and get here quickly so that I can buy myself something from this list!  

Blog Stalking

Is it bad that when I hear the word "stalking" the only thing I can think of is Pauly from Jersey Shore talking about his stalker and how she, "stalked his whole entire life"?  Methinks this is a sign that I watch too much Jersey Shore...  At least that's the only MTV show that I watch.  That makes me feel a little better about my TV preferences but not really by much. 

But I digress...

The real point of this post is blog stalking.  I do it.  I admit, my name is MrsBill and I'm a blog stalker.  I try to comment on posts that I read, but sometimes I'm too busy or the post already has a million comments that I feel mine will get lost in the mumbo jumbo (sidenote: I do find it very nice when I comment on someone's post that has tons of comments and they respond to mine through email... I really would like to start doing that!).  Sometimes I just don't know what to write.  I love finding blogs that I enjoy reading and I like to go through them and read a lot of their posts.  It's hard to get the gist of someone's blogging style from just one post.  The point it, I blog stalk and I know that others do too. 

When I got started blogging I wanted to remain annonymous, well as annonymous as I could whilst posting pictures and the such.  I don't use my real name because I don't want someone to be able to Google me and find the blog.  I think this is perfectly acceptable.  I just didn't know about friends or family reading the blog.  Obviously, I'm not stupid and I realized that it quite the possibility that people I know "in real life" would find the blog.  Over the weekend my husband's aunt (hi, Gina!!) told me that she reads the old blog.  At first, I was embarrassed.  Does anyone else feel this way about blogging?  I felt like suddenly all my secrets were exposed!  But really?  I'm writing these "secrets" for the world to see.  Clearly these aren't secrets! 

So I had to wonder, why am I blogging if I'm so embarrassed about it?  The whole reason for starting this blog in particular was to write about my struggles with infertility.  I needed an outlet because a lot of time I have found that it's hard to share my feelings about the journey.  I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings and I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable, so sometimes it's hard to discuss it with people I'm close to.  I wanted to mind support (not that I don't get any from my family and friends) and find people that were like me - and not just in the sense of infertility.  Ultimately though I wanted to share my story and I felt like blogging was a good way to do it.  It is my own little corner of the world where I don't have to apologize all the time for being jealous or sad or being happy about certain things.  I can just be me. 

And so, I guess my whole point is that I have accepted that people I know may read the blog.  People I don't know read the blog, and I'm okay with both.  Not that I'm going to run out and tell everyone I have a blog, but you get the picture.

So what I'm asking is if you read this blog regularly or just happen upon it, say hi!  I would love to know who's out there and I would love to connect with you. 

And as always I am happy to share this little part of my life with you!

So Where Have I Been?

In my absence, I have been uber busy.  Okay.  Not really.  I pretend like I'm beyond busy, but I'm really not - at least through the week.  In an average week, I'm busy on Monday nights teaching CCD, but any other night I'm pretty much doing laundry, blog stalking, watching TV or hanging out with the husband.  Fun, right?  The weekend though can be somewhat hectic, like last weekend.  Friday night we had a game night with some other couples, Saturday we had homecoming all.day.long and Sunday we had brunch with my family.  It really felt like we did not stop, but we had such a good time.  Especially with Homecoming.

The college that my husband and I went to is a smaller state school that does not have a football team, so Homecoming is held during basketball season.  There are several events throughout the week for the students and then the weekend is dedicated to several alumni events.  We participated in the the Saturday events starting with the alumni chili cook off.  The husband and I participated with our good friends from college.  We knew we had to really step up our game and not just make good chili because a chili cook off is rarely about the chili itself.

 

Our setup

The setup was nice enough.  We had crackers and cheese and individually wrapped pieces of cornbread.  We even had a personalized bobble head.  The other contestants were wary, but then we pulled out the secret weapon ... and then they were shaking in their boots.

Personalized.Aprons.

Yeah, that's right.  Personalized aprons.  They were key for many reasons.  One they were handmade and personalized and just overall awesome.  Second, they had our names and graduation years on them.  We are standing in reverse order, but starting with the guy on the end he graduation in 2004, his wife graduated in 2005, I graduated in 2006 and my husband graduated in 2007.  Third, they had our Greek organizations on them.  This was absolute key because the current students who were in the organizations automatically voted for us.  

The result for all of our hard work?  We won.  Oh yeah.  You are currently reading the blog of an award winning chili chef.  You are honored, I'm sure.  

After the cookoff it was time for the game, which we of course won.  We were lucky enough to enjoy the second half of the game from the University President's suite.  We're kind of a big deal.  People know us.  (Not really, more like we know other people).

The night ended with an alumni reception and my husband and I both won door prizes.  

Overall, I'm saying this year's Homecoming was an absolute success.  Next year we plan on coming back to defend our chili trophy.  I see a dynasty in my future...

Hanging My Head in Shame

Tonight, I'm channeling Chandler Bing...  could I BE any worse as a blogger?

Wait.

Don't answer that.

If there were a contest for the worst bloggers, I'm pretty sure I would be in the top five.  Okay, but not top five.  But surely top ten. 

If the name FailBlog weren't already taken, I'd name my site that.

Why do I have such low blogger-esteem?  Well for starters, I'm a sporadic writer.  I love writing and when I'm not blogging I continually look at situations and think, "that would be great to blog about!!"  Unfortunately (actually probably fortunately as some things I think that are funny and interesting aren't nearly as funny or interesting to others as they are to me) I rarely write about those things.  I get distracted and then it's hard to "make a comeback" if you will. 

Second, people comment on my entries which I love, but then I can't respond to them.  I click on their names to email them and then it want Outlook to send the email and I don't have Outlook and then I try to email from Yahoo and it's just a big old mess.  Then I feel guilty.  I promise though, if you have left a comment, I have seen it and I'm not ignoring you.  Promise!  I usually try to visit your blog and comment on something you've written, but I never feel as though this suffices.  I'm trying to figure out a solution which is probably super simple, and I'm over-thinking it.

Third, I remembered this week that I had an email address set up for this site and that when I leave comments on people's blogs they respond to me there.  So if you have emailed me and  I haven't responded, that's why.

Lord, do you think I could have any more excuses?

Then there is the matter of my computer being what I like to call a hooker and she contracted an STD and was out of commission for most of this week.  Seriously.  She needs to learn to protect herself out there on the interwebs.  What is most annoying is she wasn't even doing anything terribly wrong.  She was helping me find scarf tying techniques.  Dirty.

So I'm making an effort.  I will do my best to be a better blogger.  Promise.

Overwhelmed

"I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just be whelmed?" 

I am definitely feeling overwhelmed at the moment.  With starting a new job you would think this would be perfectly acceptable, only I'm not feeling overwhelmed by my job at all (which is a nice change of pace).  So what is causing my state of angst?  

I am on pregnancy over.load. 

First, no, I'm NOT pregnant.  I really hate that any time I mention the "p" word, I feel the need to add this disclaimer, but I just feel that we should all be on the same page here.  I do realize that I'm kind of rambling here, but I want to write this entry and say something without saying something.  Am I making the least bit of sense here?  

Anyway, someone I have just met has recently disclosed that they are pregnant.  Normally news like this causes me a great deal of angst, but because I hardly know this person I'm not all that hung up about it.  I'm not jealous or sad, I'm just... whelmed, if you will.  I spent a good part of last week talking about pregnancy and sharing some of my infertility trials and tribulations (I make sound like I've been to war, but sometimes I do feel like I am at war with my body).  As we all know, I'm not really secretive about my infertility (hello, I blog about it to strangers, I think we past the point of secrets) so I don't mind sharing my experience.  All is find and dandy.  

Over the weekend though a friend asked how everything was going and if there was anything new and I really appreciated that.  I feel like we spend a lot of time talking about friends kids (which I understand and I don't begrudge them) so to have someone come out and ask makes me happy and lets me know they care.  Afterwards, on our way home though, I felt incredibly sad and frustrated.  It was not anything the friend said or did, I just think after a week of pregnancy talk, talking about friends kids and then my infertility, I just felt like a boulder was sitting on me.  That's what it feels like sometimes.  Like you just.can't.breathe.  I really can't explain it.   

I think I'm just having a "moment" as I'm wont to do.  Sometimes it's all fine and then we go through a period where everything is baby, baby, BABY and I'm like an ADD child on sensory overload.  For the most part I can handle baby and pregnancy talk, but sometimes it gets to be a bit too much for me and I need to take some time to myself.  I don't think that's too much to ask is it?

What to Do?

I hereby dedicate this entry to my wonderful husband (also known as my number one blog fan) who often asks that I post more and then complains when I post (too much) about things like the snow.  Well today dear husband, enjoy this entry and let me know what you think!

As I have said before, I have a new found love for YouTube beauty gurus.  I absolutely love watching the videos and learning how to do techniques, especially using products that I already own.  The down side to watching these videos, is that I often find myself wanting to buy everything under the sun (within reason).  While I am growing my love for all things makeup, I'm trying to be reasonable about it.  Would MAC makeup be better quality vs. other brands?  Yes, probably.  Do I have money to run out every other day and buy these products every time a guru raves about them?  No, I do not.  Possibly because I have to be "adult" and pay things like the "mortgage" and "bills".  And I know that these products will last longer because they are of better quality, etc, etc.  I just can't bring myself to spend big bucks on these products either.  (And as a side note, I am NOT judging people who buy these things.  Some people probably would not spend the money I do on purses.  It's just your preferences).  I believe that I can find great deals on drugstore items that work just as well or are good dupes for more expensive things. 

With that in mind, I visited the e.l.f. website tonight.  Which, ok.  That was a mistake.  I started looking around and finding items that I have seen reviewed or mentioned on YouTube.  I decided to put things in my shopping bag just to see how much everything would be.  When I hit checkout, I noticed they were running a deal on their makeup brushes - 50% off.  50% off people!!!  Do you know how much that is?!  That's half off!  So now, I'm sitting here torn.  I have a shopping bag full of 9 items that is totaling out at $18.95 (which includes shipping) and I just don't know if I should pull the trigger.  I don't know why I'm being so batty about it.  That's less than a dollar per item - for makeup!  I know it's not the best quality, but for less than a dollar an item, that's hard to pass up!  There's some cute things in there like this lipstick (shade is Nicely Nude):

via here

I know I sounds like a lunatic worrying about $18, but keep in mind that I started a new job and I won't get paid until February.  So that's a whole loooooooong month.  But this is a sale.  A 50% off sale.  Did I mention that?  Because it's definitely worth mentioning. 

So what say you, husband?  Should I take advantage of this awesome deal that ends on the 17th and who knows when it will ever come around again?  Or should I save my pennies like a good little girl?

And just so we're clear, I'm raving about this sale/products because I want to.  No one paid me or gave me anything.  From what I understand it's a big deal if you don't disclose this or if we don't disclose that you got paid, but because I don't want any scary government agencies coming after me, I'm just going to throw that out there!

Snow, Snow Go Away

And DON'T come again another day.  Please for the love of God, don't come again.

Yeah, I know that's a loooong shot.  If I want that to happen, I should probably pack my bags and move to South Florida. 

It's January and I'm already sick and tired of winter weather.  The "snow" from Friday is all but gone, but another large(r) storm is moving in over the night and during the day tomorrow.  Ok, here's my issue Mother Nature.  If you are going to INSIST on making snow, please just dump it all over night.  Don't dust the ground for the morning (making all Cincinnatians forget how to drive) and then dump it all during the day making the ride home a nightmare.  If it snows during the night, I have a better chance of having the day off, so please Mother Nature, take care of your children and grant this one request.

Quite honestly, I would prefer that this whole thing just pass us by.  I don't mind going to work.  Don't get me wrong, I would like a day off, but I'm not going to pray for snow so that I can have a day off.  Call me crazy, but I'm really enjoying the new job so far. 

In other news, I'm really angry at this dog right here:

Yeah, don't let her cuteness fool you.  She left me a "cute" little present in the room that she stays in while we are gone.  In a way, as her mommy I am partly to blame.  The husband and I left our house around 7 this morning and I just got home at 8:30 this evening.  However, we can't shoulder all the blame as my husband did stop by the house at 5 to let her out before he had to leave again.  She's got to accept some responsibility on her end.  I've been "punishing" her by not petting her and now looking at this picture of her, I can feel my resolve melting.  Darn those puppy dog eyes.

Alright, I'm off.  Please pray that the snow comes tonight rather than tomorrow.  I really don't feel like dealing with the headache. 

An Open Letter

To the Greater Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky Area:

Learn to salt a road for the love of all that is Holy.  When the weatherman is predicting snow for a particular day perhaps you should be on your game and have your crews on alert.  True, weathermen are wrong something like 90% of the time, but 10% percent of the time, they do their job correctly.  All you have to do is think, "Hmmm, snow is predicted for Friday afternoon, better get the boys on alert and watch the radar."  Now here's the tricky part.  And I mean, you better listen closely because this gets incredibly difficult.  When that blue mass on the radar appears to be heading right for the tri-state area, you get the boys out on the road and have them salt those things up.  Because what happens is you get a dusting between 4:00 and 5:00, temperatures drop and the highway becomes an ice rink.  Seriously, Cincinnati?  The whole Northern part of the country is laughing at you right now because of situations like this.  A dusting does not a blizzard make.  There is absolutely no reason why my 30 minute commute should suddenly become two hours.  For real, can you imagine any other part of the country that would nearly stop because of this:

You can't see the road in my subdivision, but there's no snow or ice.  Why?  Because they salted this morning!  At least someone in my county has a brain!

And before you say, "California" in answer to my question above, I'm just going to stop you right there.  Because this is the midwest and we get snow here.  Sure it's not the likes of Minnesota, but we get snow.  In fact, we spent most of December covered in snow, so that excuse is as flimsy as gauze.  Try again, Cincinnati. 

Get your act together, Cincinnati/NKY.  Because the situation you've got going on right now is uncalled for.

Signed,
An Angry Concerned Citizen. 

Grab Bag

This week has been crazy since I have started my NEW JOB!!!  I just love saying that.  It makes me feel a special and warm and fuzzy.  Lame, I know, but that's just me.  So since not much has gone on this week, I thought I would just share some random odds and ends.

The J-O-B

First of all, I really like it so far.  I won't go as far as to say that I love it because I don't want to be one of those girls who goes too fast and gets all giddy in love before the relationship has fully formed.  However, I will say that so far, so good.  I don't want to divulge too much information about what I do because these here are the interwebs and you really can never be too careful, but I'm happy with it.  It is a good marriage of a lot of my interests and my talents.  There is a lot to learn, but it's manageable.  I don't look it and have this feeling that I'll never learn it.  The people are wonderful so far.  Everyone is so nice and welcoming.  You know how every group seems to have at least one Scrooge?  I haven't found one yet, and I've met everyone - which wasn't hard since it's a very small company.

Make-up/Beauty

Yeah, I'm going to be lame and write about this.  As I mentioned previously, I have a new interest in watching YouTube Beauty Guru's.  I know that people have probably been watching these videos for years, but I just found them, so to me, they are brand spankin' new.  I now have an interest in using makeup in different ways and trying new products.  While all this fun, I feel like my skin in taking a beating.  I have never had good skin.  Actually I feel like as a teenager, I had decent skin, but as I've gotten older it's gotten worse.  I have been trying to find some affordable products that will help, but along the way I have found aspirin masks.  Now again, there are probably some of you reading this that know all about them, but to me they are new so I'm going to share.  

Basically you just take some aspirin, crush them, mix a few drops of water, a dollop of honey and mix together.  It makes a paste that you smear on your face and leave it there for about twenty minutes.  I just tried it tonight so I can't tell you if it's helped my skin or not, but I can tell you that it has left my skin feeling soft and smooth.  I would show you a picture, but I'm not brave enough for that!

Droid

The husband and I are super cool and finally entered the world of Android and Apps.  We got the LG Optimus from Sprint and I think the best part of getting it was, it was free.

via here

So if you have a Droid or know of some good apps that I have to have, let me know!

Weekend

I'm so ready for the weekend.  While I am liking(loving) the new job, I am ready for the weekend.  We have no major plans yet, which are the best kinds of weekends.  The husband does have a basketball game to coach tomorrow night so I am having some girls over for a girls night.  I'm so excited about this, as I rarely do things like this.  We plan on watching a movie, ordering pizza, calling boys, fixing each other's hair and playing light as a feather stiff as a board.  Ok, we're not really doing all those things.  I'll let you figure out which are real and which are fake.

Anyway, I hope everyone else is having a great week and I hope to actually write something of substance soon!

Wishin' and Hopin'

I wish...

• I were a hairstylist so I could go to the "supply store" and buy things at cost.
• God's plan for me would become a little more clear.
• my first week at my new job goes extremely well.
• all the laundry were already done.
• that I would actually accomplish some items at my 30 before 30 list.
• I had enough money to finish my basement and decorate it.
• it would be May so that spring would be here and CCD would be over!
• my new phone would get here.
• there was an Ulta closer to me.
• that UK would win the National Championship this year so the haters would keep on hatin'.
• I could go on a cruise this summer.
• this friends trip to Gatlinburg we have been discussing actually happens!
• that I could still work with the same people I used to.
• that all my wishes come true!

What do you wish for?

Today is Never Too Late to be Brand New

My goodness, it has been a bit since I have written.  I have wanted to write, especially after my husband scolded me for not writing, but once you step away for even a minute its hard to get to it sometimes.  You know what I mean?  Since we last spoke, there has been a lot going on.  You know there was that little thing known as the holidays and oh yeah, I quit my job.  Don't worry.  I didn't go crazy and quit so that I could find myself or the meaning of life and happiness (although that doesn't sound all that terrible).  I quit because I found a new job!!!  This is exciting to me on so many levels.  It's one of those things that I never thought would happen so I am extremely happy that I found a job that suits me.  While I miss everyone I worked with, it was beyond necessary to get a new job.  Last Thursday was my last day and it was incredibly hard.  I love my (ex)boss and saying goodbye to my first job was difficult, but I'm excited to start this new year on a new foot.  It's like I have a new lease on life. 

My sad looking cubie on my last day.  I wish I would have taken a before picture because it was much cuter before.  However, I do believe in my new job I'll be upgrading to an office.  Movin' on up!!

 

 

 

 

Besides leaving my job of 3+ years, the husband I celebrated the holidays.  We both had a fantastic Christmas in which I got pretty much everything I wanted.  Ok, I just re-read that last statement, and can you say spoiled much?  I really didn't mean for it to come off that way.  Probably my most favorite gift was my Pandora charm bracelet. 

 

For Christmas I received the bracelet, the two stoppers and the pink dangle charm which is for my birth month.  I added the turtle for Delta Zeta and the glass charm for my new job.

Some other items I was patiently awaiting to get were Fancy by Jessica Simpson (don't judge), a gray blazer from Kohl's and some make up brushes.  

Christmas Eve/Christmas Day my husband I spent traveling all over God's creation.  We try and fit both our families in on both days and somehow we make it work.   

The whole fam damily.  This is my mom's side of the family.  She is one of seven - six girls and 1 boy.  I'm in the back center with the gray sweater.

For New Year's Eve, the husband and I laid low and just had a few people over to the house.  Neither of us is huge for NYE.  To me, it's just another day and you get the day off work.  We had a great time though:

And in my free time between quitting my job and celebrating the holidays, I have grown a new obsession with You Tube Makeup Guru's - because I'm awesome like that.  Has anyone else ever watched these videos?  I have learned so much, and at the same time want to buy all kinds of thing, which isn't good for the old wallet, but I'm obsessed!  It's so much fun to watch.  If you've never seen any check out LolaMarie7 or Makeupbytiffanyd.  They are my favorite so far.

So I suppose for right now, that's a good catch up, right?  I'm really trying to write a lot more in the new year.  I guess I will have to count on my husband to help keep me on track!

Grrr...

Today was my last day of my time off.  I took Monday and today off because well... I had to take today as a "furlough" day and so I thought why not take Monday too?  So I did.  Besides I had to use my PTO because otherwise, I'm probably going to lose it.  Especially after this Friday - but THAT is a different post for a the very near future.  Anyway, I'm both happy and sad that today was my last day off.  Sad because that means I have to go back to work and happy because I get to become a functioning member of society again.  Well that's not totally true.  Yesterday the husband and I did spend the entire day Christmas shopping and lunching with some friends.  If stimulating a lagging economy isn't being a productive member of society, I don't know what is.  However, between today and Sunday I've been real lazy.  Sure I cleaned both days, but when I hardly leave the house I feel like a lazy hermit. Furthermore, one can only watch so many episodes of One Tree Hill, Gilmore Girls and Veronica Mars before one's head explodes. 

I did have these grand plans to write a few blog entries, all which included pictures, and then I realized I couldn't find my USB cord.  Such is my life.  So I'm frustrated about that.  Why is it, I can never find the darn thing when I need it?  If I don't find it within the next few days, it's going to be okay because I am getting a Nikon Cool Pix for Christmas so there's always that. 

So instead of getting a post about the fun stuff I was going to write about, you get me, complaining.  How lucky!  Oh!  You can also take a look at my To Do list for the rest of the week.  Some of the stuff probably makes no sense whatsoever, but maybe next week it will.  Cryptic much?  In looking at it, I probably should have tackled some of it today, but... Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda.

Oh and I just remembered - I have a DZ family dinner for tomorrow night too!  Funny how the things just add up. 

I hope everyone had a great Tuesday!

Are We Getting Wiser, or Just Older

I'm pretty sure the universe is trying to tell me something, and that something is that I'm old.  Apparently a lot older than I always thought I was.  Allow me to explain...

About a week ago, I was looking at the ads on my Facebook page for funsies, you know just to see how well Facebook knew me.  There was an ad for Delta Zeta memorabilia and then this:

Yeah that's right.  Facebook targeted me for advertising on defective hip replacements.  WHAT?!  Aren't they supposed to use information from you profile to target advertise to you?  Hence the Delta Zeta ads and the fact that I get all kinds of pregnancy ads (because I'm a certain age and married I suppose).  But this?  I was just insulted.  I scoured my profile trying to figure out why I would get this, but the jury is still out on that one.

So life went on and all was well and I decided to write the whole thing off as a funny joke.  Until Saturday afternoon.  I came home from running errands and found the mail sitting on the counter.  I was going through it when I found an envelope with the following letters on it - AARP.  It was addressed to none other than yours truly.  WHAT THE BLEEPITY BLEEP?!  I ran down to the basement where my husband was watching TV and thrust it in his face.  

Me:  What the F is this??
Him: LOLOLOLOLOL Is your card in there too?

I frantically opened the envelope to find:

(Sorry for the crappy cell phone picture.  And don't be jealous of the mad photoshopping skillz.)

Yes, it's true.  I had  have my very own AARP card.   My husband's response?

Him: I have to Facebook this right now.

Thanks, honey.  

In the end, I put this picture on FB and someone suggested that I activate the card and then take it to restaurants and demand for a discount.  Not a bad idea.

What I find just as insulting as actually receiving the AARP card is that it is in my maiden name.  So now no only does AARP think I'm old, they think I'm an old maid.  So I got that going for me too.

Oh universe.  Whatever am I going to with you?