Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Dream a little dream with me.....

Dear West Elm.
Please come to St. Louis. Like that Mr. 50 cents says, "I love you like a fat kid loves cake." St. Louis is a great place, and I'd visit you quite frequently. I know times are tough but seeing that my beloved duvet cover is back ordered until March 30th makes me weepy.
I mean look at this cute elephant? I need him. I could have him in my hands if you came to St. Louie.

Come on we invented toasted ravioli. We are that cool.

I love these chairs too! I don't know what i would do with them but I love them. ALL of them!

And my beloved headboard. It's on sale but since I have to have it shipped it would cost me $80 and some change more to get it to....St. Louis. You guessed it. You know what? That's fine you don't want to come here. Guess who is here? It's my little friend named Pottery Barn.

Look at these white beauties! We'll my dear West Elm. You need to come. If you build it, I WILL COME! Pluse, like i said, we have toasted ravioli. And the ARCH! It's an arch made out of steel. I'll personaly take you on a tour, but i don't go up beyond that first floor (not a big fan of heights) but I'll watch you go!
Think about it. Think of all the fun we'll have.
Customer against backorders and delivery charges.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009


I found this site and am addicted to reading it. http://www.onesentence.org/
Check it out. It's interesting for sure!

We saw a movie this weekend called Defiance. It was one of the best movies I've seen in a while. It was very inspirational, then again it was about survivors of the Holocaust so it had to be. Go see it, it's worth it. We've seen a lot of movies lately. The Reader being one of them. I liked it, but I read the book. I thought it was a pretty good representation of the book. I just wasn't keen on Kate's hairy pits.

My husband said this in his new accent he just made up. (It's a cross between the Terminator/A Russian gangster/Tupac) "We have E! in HD, we didn't have this yesterday. Great. Now, we can watch Kim Kardashian's big ol ass in HD. YES!' Nice, just nice.

I'm applying for a job. It's with the same agency per say that i work for now, but different sector. It's a pay increase, and a 1/2 mile form my house. I'm way more excited about the latter.

I'm hosting our monthly GNO this weekend! I am pumped. We'll be in our jammies, watching girlie movies, drinking yummy drinks.

Another couple got engaged this weekend! He was one of our groomsman! I have a feeling this is going to be one crazy year or two. In the past two months, I've known 3 ppl to get engaged, and all 3 were in our wedding. Then again, we had half the latter part of the US in our wedding. :)

We have been throwing back the notion of going on a vacation this summer, perhaps around the time of our 1st anniversary. The prices are outrageous! Any ideas? There MUST be sand, and a beach. We WILL be bringing a crap load of SPF so that it won't be a repeat of our honeymoon. I am hoping we can plan one because i think it will give me motivation to get my ass to the gym.

I'm getting my 3rd trigger injection Friday. I think they have helped but not 100%. Painting really showed me that I wasn't better but I am determined to get there.

I am ready to move to the beach. I hate winter, actually, I DETEST it with every being in my body.

Lastly, a few people have mentioned to me on here and in person that i have been through some shit lately. I have but i don't let it bother me. If i did, i don't think I'd appreciate life the way i do. i love my life and while it's not always easy, i think that each struggle makes you stronger.

That's all for today folks!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Wow. Painting sucks man.

I accomplished my goal. The bedroom is done and I never want to paint again! I have to say I wasn't sure about the color until I got the first wall done. I have to say that I LURVES it! I just wish it was done. Completely and right now.

i HATE our furniture. It's Blake's grandmothers and it's old. It's really old but as much as i hate it, we are stuck with it for right now. At least until I find furniture I want. Here is the catch. I want something specific and something cheap. (I want a vintage-like dresser. Moreover a white one.) Then, I was going to order the duvet cover I found at West Elm.

Well, looks like I won't be getting that anytime soon. It' back ordered until the end of March. Wonderful. I feel like our room will never be done.

I also feel like we have 9,000 projects going on right now and we need that many things done. We need new floors, new cabinets (half of them are water damaged from the previous owner, as is our bathroom vanity) and new carpet. I am still waiting on a new fridge because we need to decide what to do with the cabinets since they put them too low. We either have to remove the cabinets above it or keep the current fridge we have. I am not sure how it will look without cabinets. The best thing would be to get all new cabinets, but that is not cheap and we have a gazillion other things that need to be done. Decisions. Decisions. Nothing is easy with this damn house.

Oh, I painted the bathroom too. I painted it 'Bitter Chocolate' and the man at Depot told me, 'um, you know this is going to be dark?' Thanks, but I am not a dumb girl who doesn't know what she is doing. I happen to think it looks fan-freaking-tastic thankyouverymuch!

I am working on a little project I hope works out the way it does in my head. I have a paper to work on tonight, so hopefully I will get to work on it tomorrow! It's one that is a little special in so many ways.....i hope it all doesn't go to waste! Wish me luck!

I am off to pick up a little birdie I fell in love with. No, not a real one but a cute little ceramic one. I'll snap some pics of it soon!

Friday, February 13, 2009

nervous and excited at the same time

I have the paint.

I've never been so excited about painting but i am so damn nervous I'm going to have it!
I'm painting the bathroom too.......here's a shitty picture of my tester!

Wish me luck that i don't completly hate it!

Thursday, February 12, 2009


Dear Blacksingles.com,
I already have my valentines date. Yo might want to double check who you send these out to. Sending a blond chick with a kissy face just doesn't do it for me.


Mrs. whiteandmarried.com

Dear Xong JoJontobant;

Wow, you want to send us 3 million dollars? All i have to do is send you my name, social security number, and my first born child? Well as great as that sounds, I think we'll continue to drown in our debt. Also, please refrain from sending these types of emails to my mother because she is naive to believe your crazy ass.


Knee Deep in Student Loans

Dear At&t;

I really dig our new cable, and its way cheaper than our old satellite, but thanks for not telling us that we are too far from the 'box' to be able to be able to get enough bandwidth to record more than one HD show at a time. I swear you told us that we could record 4 shows at one time. Also, what the hell is this 'box' you keep referring to? Also, just so you know....you have the our account under my husbands name, with MY maiden name as his last name. I don't know about you, and what country your call center is in but here in America us women tend to take our husbands last name.

Dear mom;

I don't understand why you are still living with us but you need to leave ASAP. You drew the line when you wore my tennis shoes without socks. My husband and I would greatly appreciate if you let us celebrate our first Valentine's Day together ALONE. Hopefully, you'll really move out next week like you say you will.

Oh, and you owe me a pair of tennis shoes. I don't know about you but that is just gross. That is why some wonderful human being created these things called SOCKS.

Your annoyed daughter.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

It's Tuesday but feels like a Monday.....

Thanks for all the ideas and comments about the bedroom. I am off on Thursday for someones birthday (I think it's Lincoln's) and then again on Monday so i think am ready to go on the painting. I found the perfect shade at The Depot. I told Blake and his response, "um i thought you weren't allowed to paint anymore....." I'm a messy painter. I guess you can say messy. Messy as in I'm totally covered in paint afterwards. Well, I declared myself fit for painting again. I might have green hair for Valentine's Day but oh well. He married me, which means he signed up for green hair and arms. :)

Maybe I'll keep it just in time for St. Patty's day......

Blake dad is doing well. He ended up with two infections after his surgery and just got out on Saturday. It truly opened my eyes on the state of medical care. It's not always good. People are not always nice, and medical professionals may not always know what they are doing. Hell, they might even know who you are--as in MIX you up with someone else.

We just got new cable installed today--AT&T's U-Verse. I'm happy to say that after spending a whole ten minutes fooling with it, I am in looove. I finally can watch Grey's Anatomy in the comfort of my bed without my husband making comments about how stupid he thinks the show is and how this would never happen in a real hospital. Most of, Iget to watch my bf, Patrick D., without my other hubby saying that he probably likes men. I wish doctors in real life looked like him.

On another note, I am so emotionally withdrawn from the whole school thing this semester! How the hell can i get my head in the game? I have no motivation. I'm dancing on the devils johnson here, man. I haven't done shit for either class. Hell, I have already missed one. I really danced on the devil's johnson with that one...... Any ideas on how to get pumped about something that sucks so bad i feel like it's draining the life out of me?

Geez. I sound ridicouls. I am so a poster child for grad school, huh? Do it, it's fun!

Friday, February 6, 2009

Project Happy Hearts

Check out Chronicles of a Mommy to learn about what she is doing. If you read Go Blog Yourself you'll read about Tuesday, and he unfortunate struggle with Cancer. I'm willing to donate to this in lieu of gifts for V-day. I work with kids with disabilties so it's close to my heart
and I pray that I do not have to experience what Tuesday's mother has gone through. I love this idea and I want you all to share this if you can.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Giveaway links!

I found this giveaway at The Secret is in the Sauce....and it stinking rocks, so head over and enter.

You get all of this if you win:
* An amazing 500 thread count sheet set (You choose the size).
*A set of 2 Memory Foam Pillows.
* Sheet spray, lotion and candles.
*A set of wonderfully soft and luxurious spa towels.
*$30 Gift Card to Target for anything we missed.

Hmmm....this would be a great addition to my bedroom makeover :)

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Bedroom Ideas

I am in desperate need of a bedroom makeover but on a budget.....
Remember this picture from HGTV Dream House?

I've tried looking for some green shades i like for the walls, and while i need to visit The Depot, I found this online. I like Straightforward Green, but am afraid it's too bold--but at the same time, it's what i am going for.....

And here is the duvet I want. (Ahem, my birthday is March 6th, ahem)

But i ask do I paint the ceiling because i don't want to get into all of that but man that would be easier than cutting in, lol
and another question.......green walls. White duvet. What color headboard?? I love this one from West Elm but I don't see me acquiring it in the near future.

I might make one---I have found directions here and here or here.



Tuesday, February 3, 2009

A little story to brighten your day....

I got this the other day and wanted to share it. It's kind of long, but i promise you it is worth it. It's a little bit of warmth on this cold wintery day :)

Two Choices: What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?'The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.

'Then he told the following story:
Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play.

The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.'Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt.

I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.

In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored againNow, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?

Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat.

Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.

The game would now be over.

The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman..Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates .Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!'Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second! 'Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.

All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'. Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! Shay, run to third! 'As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home! 'Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team.'

That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.

Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

AND NOW A LITTLE FOOT NOTE TO THIS STORY:We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate.The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces. If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?

A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.

May your day, be a Shay Day.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Bowels, heart attacks, and football.

Nice title--huh? This weekend wasn't really what I had expected. I expected to get a lot done and spend Sunday eating and watching commercials with friends. (I don't do football) Instead, It started out kind of crazy and ended that way. We spent Superbowl Sunday at St. Anthony's. We ended up in the emergency room on Sunday with Blake's dad. They thought he was having a heart attack but they did not know what is going on. They kept him overnight in the Cardiac ICU to monitor him. Each person he saw told us a different thing, and i just found out that it was his gallbladder, and will have to have surgery. It's good news seeing as it was thought to be his heart. It was scary, but we are glad he is going to be OK!!!

Piper had her surgery (spayed and de-clawed) on Thursday, and all seemed to go well. I picked her up on Friday, and forgot her carrier. DUH!!! I put her in my black purse (it's huge! I use it for work, and she loves being in there) and put her in the car. She proceeded to crawl out into the backseat, and poo'd on the mat. She THEN proceeded to crawl into my purse and peed. Awesome.

. Great. I scrubbed my car up and down and attempted to give Piper a bath. Ok, I get it. Cats REALLY do hate water. I know that now.

At least she is clean and smells purty now :)

She hasn't really moved much other than to eat, drink, and pee on my carpet all weekend but today she seemed more vibrant. :) I hope she is back to her old self soon, but carpet prays that it is sooner than later.