Oh hai. Gem here.
So remember a year ago when I was all, "So much has changed I'll update soooon!" and then I didn't? I completely forgot this thing even existed. Again.
So much MORE has changed since then. For serial.
1) I was working an outside job and not at The Shop. Did that for a couple months and then The Man changed his mind and wanted me to quit so I could be available 24/7 for the grandbaby.
2) We found and put an offer in on my DREAM house (The Fahm) in October 2011.
3) We CLOSED on our The Fahm in December 2011!!!
4) I spent the month that the house was getting its basic-work-done-to-make-it-livable moving all our CRAP (sooooo much crap). The new house is a hour and a half away from the old beach place. I would take two trips a day with my wagon filled to the brim.
5) OH WAIT. We adopted another dog in December 2010. He's a Boston Terrier mix and was 7 months old at the time we brought him home. He's the best little dude but is nicknamed Mama's Boy because I "broke" him. He's a snuggle beast!
6) We moved into The Fahm on New Years Eve, 2012. We didn't have all our furniture in it yet so we slept on a mattress on the floor of the TV room. I loved the romantic idea of spending the first night in the new house on the first night of the new year. :)
7) The Man and I got engaged in the end of January, 2012! It wasn't super romantic but that's not how The Man rolls. He essentially flipped his great-grandmother's garnet ring at me and was all, "Wanna get hitched?" (the ring fit perfect!)
8) We got married on April Fools Day, 2012. We did the super sneaky, at home elopement thing. We didn't invite any family and one of his lawyer friends married us in his living room. After, we went out for Mexican food and then went home. It was awesome and drama-free and perfect.
9) We went on our third Vegas trip to the Viva Las Vegas Rockabilly Weekend as a semi-honeymoon. His birthday happened while we were out there too so it was a pretty awesome trip.
10) I have my first garden in at The Fahm. We've had tons of lettuce, kale, cucumbers, some zucchini and one butternut squash so far. And lots and lots of basil.
11) Because of number ten, I've become a pickle making master.
12) We had adopted another dog in Feb after we moved in. He didn't work out and we found him a home better suited for him. However, because of the fights, Stinky ended up losing an eye back in late April. :( I tried for a month to save it; getting up every 4-6 hours for eye drops but it was too badly damaged.
Uhm... So I think that's it for now. That's the basic outlines at least to catch the tons of non-readers I have up. I'm going to bookmark this baby and work on posting a couple times a week. I have so much going on and since we're further in the boonies, even less people to talk to. :)
-Gem-
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Whoa
Kinda forgot about this. Haven't been on here fo-evah-evah.
SO MUCH HAS CHANGED.
I would write more but I'm a real workin' woman now (not running The Shop anymore, tho The Man and I are still together) and I was up at 5:30 this morning...
SO MUCH HAS CHANGED.
I would write more but I'm a real workin' woman now (not running The Shop anymore, tho The Man and I are still together) and I was up at 5:30 this morning...
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
*Sarcasm* Joy /*Sarcasm*
I've been open for the past two hours. No one has even walked in to browse the entire time. I get up to go to the restroom and a family of eight walk in.
I have a feeling this is how my whole day is going to go.
I have a feeling this is how my whole day is going to go.
Monday, August 2, 2010
How Do They Do It In Canada?
I love my Quebecois customers. Well, most of them. They're the people who are always asking for a discount. On $10 items. But I've recently had a rash of Quebec'ers who hold up two items and ask, "What's the difference of these?"
The answer is always one of two...
"One is bigger than the other."
"One is better quality than the other."
Which makes me wonder how they price items in Canada?
The answer is always one of two...
"One is bigger than the other."
"One is better quality than the other."
Which makes me wonder how they price items in Canada?
Thursday, July 29, 2010
This is my life right now...
In past posts I've never really said what we sell at The Shop. For this I'm going to have to so you can understand the sheer STUPIDITY I deal with on a regular basis. I hate working retail and if it wasn't for The Man and it being his shop, I would never be doing this. But it's for my family and I'll continue for as long as need be.
Anyway. The Shop is a higher end surf shop. We also sell skateboards, long and short, guitars and ukuleles. Also a LOT of beach-y crap just to pay the bills.)
This is what I deal with on a daily basis...
"I'm going to go hang out on the beach. What do I need? Do people buy chairs? Umbrellas?"
Same guy, "How do these umbrellas work? I just stick it in the sand?"
"There's no surf here!" (Idiot. I surf all the time.)
"The other person yesterday told me this surfboard was a hundred dollars cheaper." (I'm the only one there Monday through Friday. This was said on a Thursday.)
"Is it hard to surf?"
"Is it hard to skateboard?"
"Is it hard to play guitar?"
"Is it hard to play ukulele?"
"Is it hard to boogie board?" (I swear someone asked me this. FOUR YEAR OLDS BOOGIE BOARD.)
A guy RUNS into The Shop, RUNS up to me behind the counter and practically shouts, "DO YOU HAVE FLIP FLOPS!?" Stunned, I just point literally two feet behind him to our giant rack of flops he just passed by.
"Are these Oakleys rip offs?"
"Are these Reef Brazils rip offs?" (And even if they were, which they're NOT, we're official dealers, who would answer, "Yep."?)
"Is your dog dangerous?" (Would I have her hanging out in here where babies wander around if my 16 lb Boston Terrier was dangerous?)
While looking straight at my CASH ONLY sign. "Do you take credit cards? No? What about debit cards then?"
"Cash only!? You can't run a business like that!" (Oh yeah? We've been in business since 1987. What do you have to say about that, Slick?)
"Is this your best price?"
"Since I'm paying cash, I don't have to pay the taxes, right?"
"If I buy two of these I'll get a deal, right?" (Usually said when trying to buy two $5 beach toys. Come back and talk to me about getting a deal when you want to buy two $1000 surfboards.)
"These are outrageously expensive!" (Said about above mentioned surfboards. They're hand made in America. Want cheap? Check out some Chinese made shit elsewhere.)
"I can't believe how cold the water is!" (You're in Maine. Put on a wetsuit.)
"This tag says $52 but will you take $20 if I buy it right now?"
"This surfboard says $799 but I'll give you $500 CASH in your HAND right NOW." And usually then he looks all proud of himself. Can't understand when I say, "Nope."
Most of the time I pretend I have no power to change prices and oh bummer, I can't call the owner right now. Or I'll "text" him and oh bummer, he's not replying. Guess that means 'no' to your incredible deal. How will I continue to live?
Why does a Mom & Pop store that actually has to make money to survive bring out everyone's inner bargainer? I'm not running a Bazaar. Just because the price tag is hand written doesn't mean it's negotiable. Do you haggle over your can of peas with the Wal-Mart cashier?
BUGGER OFF.
Anyway. The Shop is a higher end surf shop. We also sell skateboards, long and short, guitars and ukuleles. Also a LOT of beach-y crap just to pay the bills.)
This is what I deal with on a daily basis...
"I'm going to go hang out on the beach. What do I need? Do people buy chairs? Umbrellas?"
Same guy, "How do these umbrellas work? I just stick it in the sand?"
"There's no surf here!" (Idiot. I surf all the time.)
"The other person yesterday told me this surfboard was a hundred dollars cheaper." (I'm the only one there Monday through Friday. This was said on a Thursday.)
"Is it hard to surf?"
"Is it hard to skateboard?"
"Is it hard to play guitar?"
"Is it hard to play ukulele?"
"Is it hard to boogie board?" (I swear someone asked me this. FOUR YEAR OLDS BOOGIE BOARD.)
A guy RUNS into The Shop, RUNS up to me behind the counter and practically shouts, "DO YOU HAVE FLIP FLOPS!?" Stunned, I just point literally two feet behind him to our giant rack of flops he just passed by.
"Are these Oakleys rip offs?"
"Are these Reef Brazils rip offs?" (And even if they were, which they're NOT, we're official dealers, who would answer, "Yep."?)
"Is your dog dangerous?" (Would I have her hanging out in here where babies wander around if my 16 lb Boston Terrier was dangerous?)
While looking straight at my CASH ONLY sign. "Do you take credit cards? No? What about debit cards then?"
"Cash only!? You can't run a business like that!" (Oh yeah? We've been in business since 1987. What do you have to say about that, Slick?)
"Is this your best price?"
"Since I'm paying cash, I don't have to pay the taxes, right?"
"If I buy two of these I'll get a deal, right?" (Usually said when trying to buy two $5 beach toys. Come back and talk to me about getting a deal when you want to buy two $1000 surfboards.)
"These are outrageously expensive!" (Said about above mentioned surfboards. They're hand made in America. Want cheap? Check out some Chinese made shit elsewhere.)
"I can't believe how cold the water is!" (You're in Maine. Put on a wetsuit.)
"This tag says $52 but will you take $20 if I buy it right now?"
"This surfboard says $799 but I'll give you $500 CASH in your HAND right NOW." And usually then he looks all proud of himself. Can't understand when I say, "Nope."
Most of the time I pretend I have no power to change prices and oh bummer, I can't call the owner right now. Or I'll "text" him and oh bummer, he's not replying. Guess that means 'no' to your incredible deal. How will I continue to live?
Why does a Mom & Pop store that actually has to make money to survive bring out everyone's inner bargainer? I'm not running a Bazaar. Just because the price tag is hand written doesn't mean it's negotiable. Do you haggle over your can of peas with the Wal-Mart cashier?
BUGGER OFF.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
He Helps?
Dear The Man,
Did you know that toast crumbs can be swept into your hand and put in the trash can?
LOVE YOU! -Gem-
It's been a month since you've gotten rid of your office in town and starting working out of the house. I appreciate that you want to try to help out more since you're home all the time... But uhm... Yeah. It's really not working for me.
You've started trying to do some of the laundry. I really don't mind doing the laundry, but if it's something you think you can handle...
Did you know that doing the laundry is not just putting dirty clothes into the washer, moving the wet clothes into the dryer and then plopping the entire load unfolded onto the spare bed?
Oh, and the dryer? Throw a sheet in there once in awhile.
When I do the wash, I throw in both of our clothes. I don't go in the hamper and pick out my tee-shirts, socks and undies. I throw yours in there too.
OH. And my nice bras? They don't go in the wash! I'll hand wash them later. The more you mangle them, the more you'll have to buy me. =P
The kitchen. **Sigh**
Have you seen that we have both a trash can AND a recycle bin? Garbage goes in the trash can and recycling (newspapers, magazines, cereal boxes, glass jars, aluminum cans) goes INTO the recycling bin. It's just more work for me when you bring over some stuff for recycling and put it on the floor next to the bin. What is that even about?
Did you know that toast crumbs can be swept into your hand and put in the trash can?
Cereal bowls should be moved from your desk into the kitchen sink.
CDs can be put back in their cases. I KNOW. Amazing.
And lastly, when I get home from The Shop... The dogs ARE going to bark. They're excited. They haven't hung out together all day. I WILL make noise in the kitchen when I'm making dinner. I WILL sometimes open a bottle of wine before you're officially done working.
Need that quiet environment? Go back to town.
LOVE YOU! -Gem-
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Because I So Want To Pack All Our Shit And Move
Update on The Burrow.
We put in offer. They counter-offered. We counter-counter(?)-offered. Also threw in The Man's Harley Davidson as part of the down payment. O_O
SELL US YOUR HOUSE ALREADY PEOPLE.
We put in offer. They counter-offered. We counter-counter(?)-offered. Also threw in The Man's Harley Davidson as part of the down payment. O_O
SELL US YOUR HOUSE ALREADY PEOPLE.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
**Crossed Fingers**
Still in negotiations on The Burrow. That would be the ultimate present though, because...
Today is our three year anniversary! Yay us! Sometimes I didn't feel like we would make it even to here and other times I can't imagine the rest of my life without him.
I got him some fancy, pretty, gold art deco cuff links as a present. Ooo la la!
Today is our three year anniversary! Yay us! Sometimes I didn't feel like we would make it even to here and other times I can't imagine the rest of my life without him.
I got him some fancy, pretty, gold art deco cuff links as a present. Ooo la la!
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
When Did It Become Mid-June?
Whew. While I didn't really forget about this blog I kinda would only remember about it right when I was climbing into bed. And for a little while there our internet at The Shop had gone wonky.
Excuses, excuses.
But I remembered today! So much has been going on in the 15 days (!) since I've last posted. Biggest thing? We put in an offer on a house! The house is kinda ghetto and is in really rough shape but it's on a LOT of land. Enough land where we could build a nice home for ourselves, a big barn with maybe an in-law apartment or two, some greenhouses and an orchard. The Man descends from farmers. It's all about the land. I personally would love to be able to grow our own food. I would love to have fresh veggies all winter long. (Oh, and if we get the house I've already decided that I'm naming it The Burrow. Because I'm a total Harry Potter geek and I'm positive there will be a lot of people coming and going since we'll now have the room for them.)
Not so cool lately, Little Girl has been battling some kind of crazy allergies. She's been REALLY REALLY itchy and her fur started thinning. She even developed hives one day... =( She's on antibiotics and I've switched her food. Some dogs can be allergic to grains and since The Man insisted that the dawgs were vegetarians (much to my chagrin) their food had A LOT of grains. I've switched them over to the Natural Balance L.I.D. Sweet Potato & Fish formula (grain-free). They've been on it two weeks tomorrow. She seems less itchy and I think her fur may be growing back in (since I see her all day everyday it's hard to tell if I'm seeing a difference or not...).
Uhm, what else. I haven't lost any weight. That makes me sad. I've been kinda trying. But in the past I've been like, "I wanna lose weight. I'll cut out soda." And BAM. I'd be 10 pounds lighter in a week or two. That's not working now. And I still don't have any energy. I've read somewhere that even if your thyroid blood tests come back as "normal" (which mine are on the low side of normal) you might still need to have your meds upped. I think I'm going to need to break down an go to the doctor to talk to him face to face about it. =/
Anyway. I think that's it for now. OH. I did promise you guys pictures from the Boston Terrier play group! There were 5 Bostons there besides us. It was a blast. =)
Stinky is on the left and Little Girl is on the right.
Four of the other five cuties.
Excuses, excuses.
But I remembered today! So much has been going on in the 15 days (!) since I've last posted. Biggest thing? We put in an offer on a house! The house is kinda ghetto and is in really rough shape but it's on a LOT of land. Enough land where we could build a nice home for ourselves, a big barn with maybe an in-law apartment or two, some greenhouses and an orchard. The Man descends from farmers. It's all about the land. I personally would love to be able to grow our own food. I would love to have fresh veggies all winter long. (Oh, and if we get the house I've already decided that I'm naming it The Burrow. Because I'm a total Harry Potter geek and I'm positive there will be a lot of people coming and going since we'll now have the room for them.)
Not so cool lately, Little Girl has been battling some kind of crazy allergies. She's been REALLY REALLY itchy and her fur started thinning. She even developed hives one day... =( She's on antibiotics and I've switched her food. Some dogs can be allergic to grains and since The Man insisted that the dawgs were vegetarians (much to my chagrin) their food had A LOT of grains. I've switched them over to the Natural Balance L.I.D. Sweet Potato & Fish formula (grain-free). They've been on it two weeks tomorrow. She seems less itchy and I think her fur may be growing back in (since I see her all day everyday it's hard to tell if I'm seeing a difference or not...).
Uhm, what else. I haven't lost any weight. That makes me sad. I've been kinda trying. But in the past I've been like, "I wanna lose weight. I'll cut out soda." And BAM. I'd be 10 pounds lighter in a week or two. That's not working now. And I still don't have any energy. I've read somewhere that even if your thyroid blood tests come back as "normal" (which mine are on the low side of normal) you might still need to have your meds upped. I think I'm going to need to break down an go to the doctor to talk to him face to face about it. =/
Anyway. I think that's it for now. OH. I did promise you guys pictures from the Boston Terrier play group! There were 5 Bostons there besides us. It was a blast. =)
Stinky is on the left and Little Girl is on the right.
Four of the other five cuties.Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Stinky, Sweaty, Yay!
Hey Hot Weather. What's up?
It's currently 91 degrees.
It's May.
WTF?
On a side note, the first Boston Terrier play group of the area is meeting this evening for fun at the doggie park. I'm wicked excited! Hopefully I'll have some cute pics. =)
It's currently 91 degrees.
It's May.
WTF?
On a side note, the first Boston Terrier play group of the area is meeting this evening for fun at the doggie park. I'm wicked excited! Hopefully I'll have some cute pics. =)
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Why The Man And I Will Probably Have Our Dogs Taken Away At Some Point
The Man is on the west coast for some business training. I had to talk him into going because he doesn't really like to travel but is always glad he goes to these things. This is a convo we had by text. (All The Man typos were totally him. I'm a great speeler.)
The Man - Thanks for being such a bizatch of a girlfriend and making me come out here. I'm am going to full on crush the Portland market like a straving Rottie after a porkchop!
Me - Whoop whoop! I need monies! I checked to see how much to get Stinky's teeth cleaned under sedation. From $400-$650! I was like, WTF? So instead I'm just going to slip him an Oxy and scrape any shit off with a kitchen knife...
TM - Do eeet!
Me - I have to wait until you get home. I wouldn't know where to get Oxys. You have people though... Right...? You're like popular and shit, right? At least you're cute. You could totally get some desperate bitch to buy some for you. I can't do anything on my own. =(
TM - Inorite!? Just give him some scotch bunzz.
Please don't call Doggie Social Services on us. We were only kidding. (Or were we?)
Yes. We totally were. (I think.)
The Man - Thanks for being such a bizatch of a girlfriend and making me come out here. I'm am going to full on crush the Portland market like a straving Rottie after a porkchop!
Me - Whoop whoop! I need monies! I checked to see how much to get Stinky's teeth cleaned under sedation. From $400-$650! I was like, WTF? So instead I'm just going to slip him an Oxy and scrape any shit off with a kitchen knife...
TM - Do eeet!
Me - I have to wait until you get home. I wouldn't know where to get Oxys. You have people though... Right...? You're like popular and shit, right? At least you're cute. You could totally get some desperate bitch to buy some for you. I can't do anything on my own. =(
TM - Inorite!? Just give him some scotch bunzz.
Please don't call Doggie Social Services on us. We were only kidding. (Or were we?)
Yes. We totally were. (I think.)
My Man Crushes
The Man is out of town until tomorrow night. Midnight tomorrow night. Which means since he'll be all tired and jet-lagged and has to WORK on Saturday (like a stupid head) that I'm not getting any until at least Monday. **Insert Frowny Face Here**
Somehow through thinking of all this I started thinking about my celebrity man crushes. And then I was all like, "Hey! I should do a blog with pictures of all my favorite sexiness!"
I don't know why.
Don't even bother asking.
In no particular order...
Richard Gere
Jason Lee
Ewan McGregor
Cesar Millan (He's already cute, but any man with dogs is automatically 97% hotter)
George Clooney
and of course
DENZEL FUCKING WASHINGTON BITCHES
I've threatened The Man that his first born son is going to be named Denzel Washington (The Mans last name). Yep.
Oh Denzel!
Somehow through thinking of all this I started thinking about my celebrity man crushes. And then I was all like, "Hey! I should do a blog with pictures of all my favorite sexiness!"
I don't know why.
Don't even bother asking.
In no particular order...
Richard Gere
Jason Lee
Ewan McGregor
Cesar Millan (He's already cute, but any man with dogs is automatically 97% hotter)
George Clooney
and of course
DENZEL FUCKING WASHINGTON BITCHES
I've threatened The Man that his first born son is going to be named Denzel Washington (The Mans last name). Yep.
Oh Denzel!
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Good Thing They're Cute
Oh my wonderful balls of fluff...
I had to bring the pups to the vet this morning. Stinky needed a heartworm test so I can restart their meds. Since it's so freakin' cold here in the winter and all the bugs die, I don't keep them on the heartworm and flea and tick meds throughout the winter. That shit is EXPENSIVE. But every spring I get them tested before restarting just in case.
So anyway. He got his blood drawn and it all came back negative. Sweet. Then I asked if they had a quick minute to check Little Girl's butt. All dogs have anal glands that usually empty when they poo. Yet another way for them to be all like, "This land be MINE YO!". Anyway, some breeds have trouble getting their icky fluid out sometimes and Bostons are definitely known for it. Both Stinky and Little Girl have been squeezed since I've had them. I figured since we were already at the vet and she had been doing the oh so attractive butt-scoot that I'd get them to do a quick squeeze.
So of course, for some reason, Little Girl's glands are swollen and one was very difficult to express. The vet put her on prednisone to hopefully bring down the swelling. They also suggest she gets a bit more fiber in her diet. Giving her things such as broccoli, carrots and pumpkin can really sometimes help.
The vet also noticed how itchy the little beast is. She thinks she has allergies but we're not sure if they're environmental or food related. We're trying a medicated shampoo first. Which means that I now get to bathe Little Girl 2-3 times a week. Score! Like I have nothing better to do. Luckily she's a petite pup so the $20 (!) bottle of shampoo should last awhile. If that doesn't work I get to start the adventure of trying different dog foods. I'm sure she'll need the most expensive food out there...
Oh well. She's worth it.
I had to bring the pups to the vet this morning. Stinky needed a heartworm test so I can restart their meds. Since it's so freakin' cold here in the winter and all the bugs die, I don't keep them on the heartworm and flea and tick meds throughout the winter. That shit is EXPENSIVE. But every spring I get them tested before restarting just in case.
So anyway. He got his blood drawn and it all came back negative. Sweet. Then I asked if they had a quick minute to check Little Girl's butt. All dogs have anal glands that usually empty when they poo. Yet another way for them to be all like, "This land be MINE YO!". Anyway, some breeds have trouble getting their icky fluid out sometimes and Bostons are definitely known for it. Both Stinky and Little Girl have been squeezed since I've had them. I figured since we were already at the vet and she had been doing the oh so attractive butt-scoot that I'd get them to do a quick squeeze.
So of course, for some reason, Little Girl's glands are swollen and one was very difficult to express. The vet put her on prednisone to hopefully bring down the swelling. They also suggest she gets a bit more fiber in her diet. Giving her things such as broccoli, carrots and pumpkin can really sometimes help.
The vet also noticed how itchy the little beast is. She thinks she has allergies but we're not sure if they're environmental or food related. We're trying a medicated shampoo first. Which means that I now get to bathe Little Girl 2-3 times a week. Score! Like I have nothing better to do. Luckily she's a petite pup so the $20 (!) bottle of shampoo should last awhile. If that doesn't work I get to start the adventure of trying different dog foods. I'm sure she'll need the most expensive food out there...
Oh well. She's worth it.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
I Think She Can, I Think She CAN!
The Man is out of town. PARTAY TIME!
Not.
TRYING TO MOTIVATE MYSELF TO CLEAN THE HOUSE NOW THAT THERE'S NOT SOMEONE AROUND TO DEMOLISH IT AGAIN WITHIN 10 MINUTES OF HIM COMING HOME TIME! (Ackwardly long FTW)
Gonna try the online list again. I'm picking The Man up at midnight on Friday. Let's see if I can get my cleaning and organizing on!
1) Put away the laundry that's been folded and sitting in baskets for days.
2) Iron ALL of The Man's clean shirts. The ones hanging in the spare room AND the ones piled on the rocker.
3) Wash the dog bed that Little Girl decided to whiz on at The Shop.
4) Take care of the recycling including all of the cardboard The Man strew all over the front room.
5) Sweep and mop the kitchen, hallway and bathroom.
6) Vacuum the living room.
7) Wash the bathroom rugs and the shower curtain.
8) Gather up all of the papers and mail that The Man's strewn all over the living room. Figure out where the hell to put them all.
So that's what I'm aiming for... I have three days. Granted I'm at The Shop 11am-6pm but there's still the mornings and evenings. I CAN DO THIS! =)
Update: It's Friday afternoon. I've only completed two of the eight tasks on my list. Yay procrastination! (Although I did go to the grocery store this morning which I should have put on the list so that I could scratch it out. I love scratching them out! Did that sound wrong?) Anyway, I got a text saying The Man might miss his connector because the first flight had to be diverted because of bad weather in the mid-west. (FU mid-west). But even if he catches it, I have at least 5 hours this evening to accomplish things. I'm gonna fuckin' do it ya'll.
Not.
TRYING TO MOTIVATE MYSELF TO CLEAN THE HOUSE NOW THAT THERE'S NOT SOMEONE AROUND TO DEMOLISH IT AGAIN WITHIN 10 MINUTES OF HIM COMING HOME TIME! (Ackwardly long FTW)
Gonna try the online list again. I'm picking The Man up at midnight on Friday. Let's see if I can get my cleaning and organizing on!
4) Take care of the recycling including all of the cardboard The Man strew all over the front room.
5) Sweep and mop the kitchen, hallway and bathroom.
6) Vacuum the living room.
So that's what I'm aiming for... I have three days. Granted I'm at The Shop 11am-6pm but there's still the mornings and evenings. I CAN DO THIS! =)
Update: It's Friday afternoon. I've only completed two of the eight tasks on my list. Yay procrastination! (Although I did go to the grocery store this morning which I should have put on the list so that I could scratch it out. I love scratching them out! Did that sound wrong?) Anyway, I got a text saying The Man might miss his connector because the first flight had to be diverted because of bad weather in the mid-west. (FU mid-west). But even if he catches it, I have at least 5 hours this evening to accomplish things. I'm gonna fuckin' do it ya'll.
Monday, May 17, 2010
WARNING: Excessive Hormones Ahead
I have become a raging bundle of Oh-My-Goodness-I'm-Getting-So-Old-I-Need-To-Have-Babies-Like-Totally-Right-Now...
Le sigh.
I'm only 26 and I feel the biological clock like NO BODY'S business. I'm the oldest in two generations that's gone without having a kid. My father was only 19 when I was born! I wasn't about to do the whole teenage pregnancy thing (I realized how not cool that was when my sister was born when I was 12 and my brother when I was 16) but I thought I'd have at least a two year old by the time I hit 26. Frick. It's been even worse now that I'm with a guy I actually LIKE.
Speaking of him. I had never thought that I'd actually want a wedding before I met him. I wanted to get married per sey, but I never wanted the actual wedding ceremony. I still don't want a traditional wedding but we would have one KICK ASS rockabilly shin-dig!
My wedding porn; Offbeat Bride. Don't go there if you don't want to ever get married. It will convince you that you can do whatever you want for your day. And it will be fabulous!
But yeah. Babies. Little snuggly, pukey, poopy, crying bundles of awesome.
Offbeat Brides sister site; Offbeat Mama.
The only thing that keeps me from stealing a child off the street...
Le sigh.
I'm only 26 and I feel the biological clock like NO BODY'S business. I'm the oldest in two generations that's gone without having a kid. My father was only 19 when I was born! I wasn't about to do the whole teenage pregnancy thing (I realized how not cool that was when my sister was born when I was 12 and my brother when I was 16) but I thought I'd have at least a two year old by the time I hit 26. Frick. It's been even worse now that I'm with a guy I actually LIKE.
Speaking of him. I had never thought that I'd actually want a wedding before I met him. I wanted to get married per sey, but I never wanted the actual wedding ceremony. I still don't want a traditional wedding but we would have one KICK ASS rockabilly shin-dig!
My wedding porn; Offbeat Bride. Don't go there if you don't want to ever get married. It will convince you that you can do whatever you want for your day. And it will be fabulous!
But yeah. Babies. Little snuggly, pukey, poopy, crying bundles of awesome.
Offbeat Brides sister site; Offbeat Mama.
The only thing that keeps me from stealing a child off the street...
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Happy Dance Time!
HOLY CRAP.
So apparently I CAN catch a break! My cars break down the other day was due to an air hose popping off. My mechanic's awesome and isn't charging us!
Whoop whoop!
So apparently I CAN catch a break! My cars break down the other day was due to an air hose popping off. My mechanic's awesome and isn't charging us!
Whoop whoop!
And I'll Get Discount Pup Care!
When I was younger I always wanted to be a veterinarian. Unfortunately I had issues with my financial aid after my first year of college. One thing led to another and I never went back for my degree. I have a certificate in Surgical Technology but that was SO not the job for me.
I decided today that I want to try to become a veterinary tech. The closest program that I can find is an hour away from me. It's unfortunately out of state so it's a bit on the expensive side. I was talking to a friend of mine on the west coast who is a vet tech and said that some places that will do experience-trained techs; basically on the job training. With my background in surgical tech I'm hoping I can find someone to take me on in that way...
Stay tuned for Gem's Veterinary Adventures!
I decided today that I want to try to become a veterinary tech. The closest program that I can find is an hour away from me. It's unfortunately out of state so it's a bit on the expensive side. I was talking to a friend of mine on the west coast who is a vet tech and said that some places that will do experience-trained techs; basically on the job training. With my background in surgical tech I'm hoping I can find someone to take me on in that way...
Stay tuned for Gem's Veterinary Adventures!
Saturday, May 8, 2010
It's Officially Gem-Can't-Catch-A-Break Year
I was starting to think that things were looking up. Instead, one step forward, two steps back.
We got The Man's car back from the shop this morning. I was excited because that meant that even if he was still working I could still go to the get-together this evening with my family. After we got his car I ran to the pet store to grab some foods for the fuzzies. On the way back I hopped on the highway to get to The Shop a little faster. About 10 miles from my exit my car started acting funny. It started jerking a little bit and having trouble accelerating. It got to the point where I'd have to floor it to get it to accelerate. My MPG went from around 23 to 8. As I was getting off the highway I noticed black smoke coming out the back of my car when I was on the gas. The acceleration problems started getting more severe. Finally, about 3-4 miles from The Shop, my car broke down completely. I was thankfully able to get it off the main road. I called and told The Man. He's working but will be able to get to it at some point this afternoon to call AAA. I tried calling a couple of people I knew for a lift to the shop but they either didn't answer or had their others using their vehicles. So Little Girl and I got to walk to The Shop. Did I mention that it's gotten cold again? Oh yeah, and it's raining. Of freakin' course.
So I'm about to give up on making it to see my family tonight. And my grandmother's going to be there! She lives almost 2 hours away from my folks, who live about an hour and 15 from me.
**Grr**
We got The Man's car back from the shop this morning. I was excited because that meant that even if he was still working I could still go to the get-together this evening with my family. After we got his car I ran to the pet store to grab some foods for the fuzzies. On the way back I hopped on the highway to get to The Shop a little faster. About 10 miles from my exit my car started acting funny. It started jerking a little bit and having trouble accelerating. It got to the point where I'd have to floor it to get it to accelerate. My MPG went from around 23 to 8. As I was getting off the highway I noticed black smoke coming out the back of my car when I was on the gas. The acceleration problems started getting more severe. Finally, about 3-4 miles from The Shop, my car broke down completely. I was thankfully able to get it off the main road. I called and told The Man. He's working but will be able to get to it at some point this afternoon to call AAA. I tried calling a couple of people I knew for a lift to the shop but they either didn't answer or had their others using their vehicles. So Little Girl and I got to walk to The Shop. Did I mention that it's gotten cold again? Oh yeah, and it's raining. Of freakin' course.
So I'm about to give up on making it to see my family tonight. And my grandmother's going to be there! She lives almost 2 hours away from my folks, who live about an hour and 15 from me.
**Grr**
Friday, May 7, 2010
Do They Have Doggie Welfare?
Guess who's significant others car is making scary clunking noises and is now in the shop? Aw cheah, this girl right here.
The Man hit a bump or something last night and his car is making too many nasty grind-y noises for him to drive it today (or tomorrow or the next day, maybe we'll get it back Monday?). That means since he has to work he's apprehended my car from me. =(
Text from The Man : "I like this car. U don't get back.
Text from Moi : "Noooooooooooooooooooo (and continuing on for the whole 160 character message)
He that is Him : "."
Me : "OH, my tax check is on the center console thing. Help a sistah out and tuck it in the glove compartment for me plz?"
He : "No. Cashed already. I'm at the bar."
Me : "**Sob** You damn drunk! That money was to feed the babies (i.e. dogs)! What am I going to do? Guess I'll finally go fill out that Welfare application. =("
He : "Sorry, to dkrun to read."
Yep. We're classy.
But really, this whole one car thing blows. Of course it had to happen this weekend. My younger sister is turning 14 next Wednesday. The family is having a joint Birthday/Mother's Day dinner tomorrow night an hour away from here. The Man is going to have to use my car for work tomorrow so I'll miss the dinner (at a great restaurant...). I have a call in to my step-mom to see if something is going on after at someone's house. Hopefully I can get to that. =/
When will I catch a break?
The Man hit a bump or something last night and his car is making too many nasty grind-y noises for him to drive it today (or tomorrow or the next day, maybe we'll get it back Monday?). That means since he has to work he's apprehended my car from me. =(
Text from The Man : "I like this car. U don't get back.
Text from Moi : "Noooooooooooooooooooo (and continuing on for the whole 160 character message)
He that is Him : "."
Me : "OH, my tax check is on the center console thing. Help a sistah out and tuck it in the glove compartment for me plz?"
He : "No. Cashed already. I'm at the bar."
Me : "**Sob** You damn drunk! That money was to feed the babies (i.e. dogs)! What am I going to do? Guess I'll finally go fill out that Welfare application. =("
He : "Sorry, to dkrun to read."
Yep. We're classy.
But really, this whole one car thing blows. Of course it had to happen this weekend. My younger sister is turning 14 next Wednesday. The family is having a joint Birthday/Mother's Day dinner tomorrow night an hour away from here. The Man is going to have to use my car for work tomorrow so I'll miss the dinner (at a great restaurant...). I have a call in to my step-mom to see if something is going on after at someone's house. Hopefully I can get to that. =/
When will I catch a break?
Thursday, May 6, 2010
The Worst Good News I Could Have Gotten
About an hour ago I called to dr's office to check on my thyroid results since I hadn't heard anything yet. Of course they came back as normal. I almost burst into tears on the phone with the nurse. I was so counting on my thyroid being off, getting my meds adjusted and starting to feel human again. I told the nurse that I had been feeling like it was off and now she wants me to come in to the office to talk to the doctor. There are other things that can make me feel as crappy, she said. Vitamin D maybe? I have a feeling that he'll bring up fibromyalgia again. I'm almost ready to try the anti-depressants. I just want to feel awake. I want to stop feeling like I'm in pain all the time. I want to have enough energy to even freakin' vacuum my living room.
The Man and I had a fight about money this morning. That makes me even more upset about going home and telling him that my thyroid's fine and the doctor wants to see me. We don't have the money for that and it's going to stress him out more which will in turn stress me out more. Of course.
All I want to do right now is close up The Shop, go home and curl up with the sheets over my head. I want to not deal with responsibility for like, at least a week. No dogs, no making dinner, no laundry, no Shop. Geeze. How immature am I being?
It's not like I'm just looking for an easy way out. It's hard to explain how I feel all the time. I wake up in the morning already tired. My whole body aches. My hands and feet almost always feel like I'm wearing gloves and shoes that are a half a size too small. I hurt and that makes me cranky. I have a short fuse more times than not. I get irritated and yell at freakin' inanimate objects for heavens sake!
**SIGH**
So much for Thankful freakin' Thursday. Doesn't exist this week. Oh, and to top off my marvelous day, we lost the power at the house this morning. It better be back on by the time I get home or I may just have a breakdown.
The Man and I had a fight about money this morning. That makes me even more upset about going home and telling him that my thyroid's fine and the doctor wants to see me. We don't have the money for that and it's going to stress him out more which will in turn stress me out more. Of course.
All I want to do right now is close up The Shop, go home and curl up with the sheets over my head. I want to not deal with responsibility for like, at least a week. No dogs, no making dinner, no laundry, no Shop. Geeze. How immature am I being?
It's not like I'm just looking for an easy way out. It's hard to explain how I feel all the time. I wake up in the morning already tired. My whole body aches. My hands and feet almost always feel like I'm wearing gloves and shoes that are a half a size too small. I hurt and that makes me cranky. I have a short fuse more times than not. I get irritated and yell at freakin' inanimate objects for heavens sake!
**SIGH**
So much for Thankful freakin' Thursday. Doesn't exist this week. Oh, and to top off my marvelous day, we lost the power at the house this morning. It better be back on by the time I get home or I may just have a breakdown.
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