I don’t have much time to update and will fill you in on all the wonderful details of my weekend on Wednesday but I just had to share with you my favorite animal from our Zoo trip, he was quite friendly…
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I should probably say this is kind of NSFW… 
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HeeHeeHee
*kisses*
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Who do we talk to so that we can get our good TV shows back? Perhaps we’ll always think that what we had as children is better than anything today. I’m certain that I will.
I mean there is a reason I’m buying every Disney movie as it’s released from the vault. There’s a reason I own Fraggle Rock and Faerie Tale Theatre and plan on buying David the Gnome for my future toddlers and Are You Afraid of the Dark for my future preteens. While I can appreciate shows that try to teach the children of today another language or basic math skills, I know that if I want my child to learn another language I’ll plop them down in front of Muzzy*** instead of Dora.
I guess I just miss the simplicity of my childhood. I miss things like Jem. Oh Jem you are truly truly truly outrageous. And I’d much rather play with this:
than this:
That’s just effing scary. Ew. Seriously what are we trying to teach our kids these days? I mean, yes, Jem does have on fishnets and a mighty short skirt but that Bratz doll has a ‘babe’ bling shirt on, lip liner, and more eye makeup than I personally own.
I was talking to my BFF Amelia last night and we got to reminiscing about how wonderful our childhoods were. And how sorry we feel for today’s youth. I mean they’ll never get to experience the magic that is the Ecto Cooler…
In college Amelia and another friend were quite inebriated and decided that all they wanted in the world was Ecto Cooler so they emailed Hi-C to voice their disappointment and Hi-C whipped them up a batch and sent them their own private Ecto Cooler stash. And they even sent a recipe along that taught them how to mix different flavors of Hi-C to make their own Ecto Cooler at home. Apparently that didn’t ever taste as good and truth be told it was probably a ploy by Hi-C to get them to purchase a shitload of Hi-C.
(How many of you are contemplating emailing Hi-C right now so that you too can get your own private Ecto Cooler stash?)
So seriously, who do we contact to get all of the good stuff from our childhood back? Because as a person who will most likely have kids within the next few years, I really need good educational shows that I won’t mind watching a million times. Because Lord knows, I am never, ever watching Barney or that crap that they are trying to pass off as Sesame Street.
I will also need truck loads of Ecto Cooler.
(PS. Kari and her husband are coming to visit this weekend and I’m uber excited! We’re going to go to the Zoo and fill this weekend with absolute debauchery. I can’t wait!)
*kisses*
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***Thank you thank you thank you Muzzy Fan (Delurker). I am so glad to know that Muzzy was not a figment of my imagination. And thanks for delurking
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I wonder how many of you just screamed…be honest!*kisses*
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I’ve decided that I’m absolutely sick and tired of being in a funk. So beginning today, no more funk!
I made sure to wake up early and exercise to really start the day of correctly. I think that’s my main problem. Lately my eyes have been drooping and my body has been crazy exhausted and there’s no reason for it. We’re talking, I’d get out of bed and feel as if I’d not even gone to sleep. Bah! I hate that feeling, so it is no more.
And that’s that.
Ozzy’s appointment went well…for him. He was such a trooper. He got no less than 6 shots and he didn’t even flinch!
I, on the other hand, had the pleasure of forking over $160. Though it would have only been $120 had they not shoved the HeartWorm pamphlet in my face. Man, that HeartWorm is a scary beast, yeah? Did you know that it’s contracted through mosquitoes? Seriously, is there really even a need for mosquitoes? I really can’t figure out what their purpose is, can anyone explain that to me?
The rest of the weekend remained low key. Perhaps that is why I’m so eager to get rid of this stupid funk. Since I had quite the relaxing weekend, a weekend where I basically did absolutely nothing, I have no right to start this week off in a funk!
Now if only I can make this new found euphoria last all day week!
*kisses*
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I am now the proud owner of a car I’ve been driving for the past 4 years. Go me!
The husband and I met my dad at the bank to get the title transfer notarized and then the husband and I went to the DMV to physically switch the title.
I don’t know if any of you have ever switched the title of a car before but I certainly hadn’t and I had no idea what to expect outside of a long wait in an endless line.
Turns out my wait was only about 3 minutes. She switched my title, took $125 from me and handed me a brand new license plate. Which is kind of sad and definitely unexpected…oh well, I guess it’s just another thing I’ll need to memorize…that is if my brain allows any more information in!
So all in all it took about an hour to get everything handled. And as my husband was happy to discover we could still swing by Mickey D’s for some much needed breakfast!
The next step on the journey of spending the economic stimulus check on adult things? Ozzy’s vet appointment at 2:30. Hopefully everything will check out and I’ll get out of there with a relatively small bill! Wish me luck!
*kisses*
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We finally received our economic stimulus check. Too bad we’ve pretty much already spent it. We’ve been throwing around ideas for months about how we plan to spend this quote: free money :unquote. We’ve decided to go ahead and split the $1200 we get as a couple into $600 for each of us to spend as we wish. Here’s the breakdown:
My $600
Pay off a credit card. (Done this morning.)
Take Ozzy to the Vet. (On time, no less!)
Switch the title of the car I’ve been driving since college into my name.
His $600
Update Norton on our computer.
Buy his plane ticket for our August NYC trip.
Get a new pair of sneakers.
Anything left from my $600 will go towards a new pair of sneakers for me. And anything left from his $600 will go towards one of his credit cards.
Then anything left from my $600 after I purchase new sneakers will then decide for us whether or not we can afford to make a trip up to Busch Gardens for the 4th of July. Which even at the crazy discounted rate my Dad found, we probably still won’t be able to afford it and probably shouldn’t spend the money.
I know that we’re being very responsible with this money. Honestly paying off that credit card this morning lifted such a gigantic weight. Not to mention updating my budget to reflect that payment put a huge smile on my face and kind of refreshed me.
It’s just so hard to be an adult sometimes. It’s hard to say no to doing something fun. (Which I’m going to find myself doing more and more often.) But I’m just paying the consequences for racking up so much debt too early in life.
I’m reading Dave Ramsey’s book Total Money Makeover and while it’s encouraging to read about people who’ve paid off their ridiculous amount of debt over the course of 12 months, it’s also deflating because I know I won’t be able to do it in 12 months. More like 29 months…I actually just figured it out and if I stay on track, without getting a second job, not accounting for tax refunds and pay raises, the debt will be gone on November 26, 2010. I’ll be 27 and debt free.
Oh what a glorious thought.
Of course I’ve figured this all out without figuring into it the possibility of moving into a house or having kids…oh well…at least after November 26, 2010 I’ll be able to do fun things again! Woohoo!
*kisses*
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It took 25 years but I think my sister and I were able to give our dad the best Father’s Day present ever:
(My Mom with her Dad, 9/24/1977, My Sister with our Dad, 10/02/2004,
Me with our Dad 9/02/2007)
Some fun things we noticed:
All in all we had a wonderful celebration of Father’s Day yesterday. My dad grilled some steaks and made some pretty dandy margaritas. And we all pretty much just sat around hanging out enjoying each other’s company.
*kisses*
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It should be no secret that I love holidays like Halloween and Friday the 13th. You shouldn’t be shocked to walk over to my DVD tower to find all four Saw movies, the entire collection of Nightmare on Elm Street (complete with Freddy in 3D, oh yeah) and countless other “campy” horror/slasher movies. It also shouldn’t surprise you that when I found episodes of Are You Afraid of the Dark on YouTube a couple of years ago, I actually sat down and watched all of them with a big cheesy grin on my face.
So I guess it’s not shocking to reveal my love for the new show on NBC Fear Itself. Seriously, it’s campy, not scary, and full of bad plot lines. It’s perfect. It’s like Are You Afraid of the Dark for grown ups. Seriously, even their opening credits are similar:
Are You Afraid of the Dark:
Fear Itself:
Creepy Images? Check.
Eerie Music? Check.
The only difference I can see is that Fear Itself decided to forgo a shot of a creepy clown. Wise choice.
But I guess the reason that I love these holidays so much is that I enjoy being frightened…to an extent.
For example:
When I was 13 my sister and a group of our friends decided to go to Jaycee’s Haunted House. We all paid our $5 and waited in that ridiculously long line for what seemed like days before they led our group into a tiny room to lay down “The Rules”. I wasn’t exactly focused on the rules so much as something in the corner of the room. They had set up a faux wall (maybe it was supposed to be a well?) in the corner. They had put up this wall/well in such a way that there was now a gap between the faux wall/well and the real wall itself. This freaked me out, completely. I was convinced that someone was going to pop out of that wall/well and grab me. (Though if I had been paying attention to the rules I would have learned that the actors are not supposed to touch you and vice versa.) I immediately start freaking out. Tears streaming down my face I alert someone to the fact that I need to get out of there. I must get out of there, lest I die. So they bring in another team member to lead me out but they don’t actually come for me. No, they immediately supposed that the hysterical child who needed to be led out of the haunted house was the 7 year old sister of my then best friend. So lesson learned: Don’t pay $5 for something only to be so frightened in the rule room you have to leave, but only after being thoroughly embarrassed that a 7 year old has more courage than you do.
Then of course there’s this story.
And don’t even get me started on The Haunted Mansion at Disney World. Which was my favorite ride until some jerk who worked there decided to pop out and scare me. Not cool dude, not cool.
And this really awesome place is about 10 minutes away from my home, but I could never actually go there b/c I would literally pee my pants out of fright.
So when I say I like to be frightened to an extent I guess I mean, I like to be frightened in my own home, curled up on my couch, imbibing and watching campy horror movies, surrounded by my animals and loving husband, where no one will jump out at me.
Which is exactly where I’ll be tonight.
*kisses*
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Lately I’ve been exhausted. We’re talking lunch naps and cat naps after work, exhausted. That’s 2 naps a day! And all of this is after I go to bed each night at 10. I have no idea why I’m this tired and if one more person in my daily life insinuates that it’s b/c I’m “expecting” I’ll need to be locked up b/c I’ll kill someone. If I knew I was exhausted b/c I was “expecting” I wouldn’t complain about being exhausted b/c I feel like I’m going to be very superstitious about my future pregnancies and will keep all of my symptoms to myself until after the first trimester.
Wow, this is not what this post is supposed to be about at all.
Let’s try this again…
Sunday night b/c of my unexplained paranormal (that’s slightly redundant) exhaustion I went to bed around 10 and was out probably before my head hit the pillow. Around 12:30 I’m awakened by my husband who is frantically shaking me awake.
Husband: Baby, I can’t fall asleep. My eye is watering really badly and my ear hurts and my nose is all stuffed up.
Me: Well you probably shouldn’t have gone swimming with your contacts in. Did you put in your eye drops?
Husband: Yes
Me: Did you put in some Swimmer’s Ear?
Husband: Yes
Me: Blown your nose?
Husband: Yes
Me: Then what exactly do you want me to do?
Husband: FINE! Go back to sleep…grumble grumble grumble.
I, of course, cannot go back to sleep now that I’ve been woken up and am now privy to some serious grumbling. (I must interject with the fact that both my husband and I are terrible whiners and moaners when we don’t feel good.) So, I get up and get him a glass of water, a cool compress, his eye patch, (yes, he has an eye patch and no, you don’t want to know.) 4 ibuprofens, 2 sudafeds, and a box of tissues. After successfully drugging up my husband, I fall back into a dead sleep.
But then of course come morning I’m a zombie. Such is life. My husband struggles through his own day at work and then decides to switch shifts with a coworker to take Tuesday off to recover.
And boy did he recover. I came home from work last night to an immaculately clean house. My jaw hit the ground. He felt so bad for being such a pain Sunday night that he ended up:
Doing Laundry and putting it away…in it’s proper place!
Running the dishwasher, twice.
Cleaning the catbox. (!)
Vacuuming.
Taking all the trash out.
I am so glad he found all the energy to do all of that b/c I, sadly, am still a zombie.
*kisses*
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My parents have always been kind to pass on their gently used items to me and my husband. They recognize where we are in our lives and that we don’t have a lot of money to spend on extras outside of the basic necessities. And boy do we appreciate it! Over the years we’ve been given:
Our Dining Room Table.
A Buffet that is currently used as an entertainment unit.
Not one, but two couches.
Two beds that have been returned since I moved into our apartment and brought all of my stuff.
A TV.
Numerous cat and dog paraphernalia.
And many, many other things that my brain is forgetting.
Saturday we inherited another item that belongs in the Dog and Cat paraphernalia category. And now not only have we completely filled our two bedroom apartment, it is also quite clear when you walk into our home that we are cat people:
And our cats LOVE this new toy. They tried to act coy about it but we were able to catch them in the act of enjoying it once or twice this weekend:
Harley, sound asleep in her new cubby hole.
Joker, enjoying his new perch that is high above that crazy dog.
Harley and Joker not wanting to give up the prime spot.
Now hopefully my cats will stop bothering me so much.
A girl can dream.
*kisses*
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