The light in the gym was REALLY bad, so my choices were either full auto (which used flash and ended up really dark) or no flash (longer exposure) I switched back and forth for some, so this was pretty much an accident. I LOVE how they are (fairly) clear while everyone else is blurry.
I think this is my favorite from the weekend.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
dans grad amazing
punk want bird!
He's so caught up in wanting the bird, he's got his ears laid back! Now that's concentration!
look alike generations
Andy and his Grandma Cunningham.... I never noticed how much alike they look until we were sitting under the tent and I just happened to turn at the right moment.
look alike genereations
Andy and his Grandma Cunningham.... I never noticed how much alike they look until we were sitting under the tent and I just happened to turn at the right moment.
matching expressions
Andy and his Grandma Cunningham.... I never noticed how much alike they look until we were sitting under the tent and I just happened to turn at the right moment.
texture
Sam's shirt (I like to sometimes just hold the camera pointed at someone and guess where the shot will end up)
pecs
Cameron's chest... (I like to sometimes just hold the camera pointed at someone and guess where the shot will end up)
Thursday, May 21, 2009
An Apology
Sorry the posts have been scarce and boring lately. I'm newlywed, so I'm just too busy.. you know... doin' it
I promise someday I'll write interesting stuff... and I'll work to make the layout pretty and so that it fits my photos... so much to do and so little time to do anything... besides It.
tiny question: does anyone else feel like I'm talking about the Stephen King book when I capitalize "it"?
I promise someday I'll write interesting stuff... and I'll work to make the layout pretty and so that it fits my photos... so much to do and so little time to do anything... besides It.
tiny question: does anyone else feel like I'm talking about the Stephen King book when I capitalize "it"?
13 Things I need to do Thursday...
I'm all about the alliteration... as you can see. :)
I have a headache and I feel like crap* and the last place I want to be is my freezing office, but I'm taking tomorrow off to leave for Dan's graduation, so I suppose I should be here today. In that spirit, if I had stayed home today, maybe I could actually accomplish all the things I need to do before we can leave tomorrow:
1. Wash 8 bajillion dishes.
2. Gather up all the trash in the apartment.
3. Take out the trash and replace the trash bag(ok, trash going out will actually wait until tomorrow morning since Punk's current wonderbox** is going in there).
4. Charge the DS.
5. Charge Andy's old phone and delete pics and video off of it.
6. Give Punk a bath.
7. Wash Punk's stuff (Dawn {MIL} is allergic to cat dander, so he needs a bath even tho he had one a week ago today)
8. File stuff.
9. Tidy the entire apartment.
10. Finish Thank you notes.
11. Pack everyone's crap.
12. Clean the car.
13. Mop.
*Damn, I just drooled Carnation Instant Breakfast Chocolate Milk on myself. harumph.
**Have I mentioned that I love Wonderboxes? I love being about to change the litter box without having to scrub the actual box. And Punk just claws thru liners, so these are awesome.
I have a headache and I feel like crap* and the last place I want to be is my freezing office, but I'm taking tomorrow off to leave for Dan's graduation, so I suppose I should be here today. In that spirit, if I had stayed home today, maybe I could actually accomplish all the things I need to do before we can leave tomorrow:
1. Wash 8 bajillion dishes.
2. Gather up all the trash in the apartment.
3. Take out the trash and replace the trash bag(ok, trash going out will actually wait until tomorrow morning since Punk's current wonderbox** is going in there).
4. Charge the DS.
5. Charge Andy's old phone and delete pics and video off of it.
6. Give Punk a bath.
7. Wash Punk's stuff (Dawn {MIL} is allergic to cat dander, so he needs a bath even tho he had one a week ago today)
8. File stuff.
9. Tidy the entire apartment.
10. Finish Thank you notes.
11. Pack everyone's crap.
12. Clean the car.
13. Mop.
*Damn, I just drooled Carnation Instant Breakfast Chocolate Milk on myself. harumph.
**Have I mentioned that I love Wonderboxes? I love being about to change the litter box without having to scrub the actual box. And Punk just claws thru liners, so these are awesome.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Weekly Plans, May 18-24, 2009
Monday:
*Work, work, work, BOOOOO! (But my boss is gone, yay!)
*Andy works at 8am
*Dishes
*Scoop Punk's box and add litter (I didn't change it this weekend cuz we're going out of town his week so he'll get an all new wonderbox at Grandma's House and an all new box at home when we get back. I decided that I'd rather just toss 2 wonderboxes than change his current one and have to scoop it and such than to have a partially used one at home...
*Gather all the trash in the house
*Thank you notes!
*Mail loan payment
Tuesday:
*Work, work, work, Booooooo!(But my boss is gone, yay!)
*Andy works at 8am
*More dishes, I'm sure...
*Put away the laundry (it's still in the basket in the living room)
*Thank you notes!!
Wednesday:
*Work, work, work. Patrick come back. BOOOOOOOOO!
*Andy works at 8am
*Gather trash
*Do any dishes
*Make Andy clean the toilet
*Make sure we have gifts for the Graduates
*Thank you notes!!!
Thursday:
*Work, work, work. phooey.
*Andy works at 4:30pm
*Do any dishes
*Take out the Trash
*Give Punk a bath and wash his stuff
*Pack stuff
*Dan and Sam's Easter things
*Thank you notes to go in the mail
*Thank yous for his family
*Cookie Press for A's mom
*Punk's leash and harness; wonderbox and litter*; food, treats, and bowls; carrier, rug? and toys
Friday:
*Possibly off, still need to talk to Patrick
*Andy off
*Toss Punk's wonderbox
*Any minor cleanups left
*Leave for Durant
*Mail thank-yous on the way out of Sioux City
Saturday:
*Both of us are off
*Prepare for Dan's graduation
Sunday:
*Dan (my brother-in-law) graduates High School!
*Work, work, work, BOOOOO! (But my boss is gone, yay!)
*Andy works at 8am
*Dishes
*Scoop Punk's box and add litter (I didn't change it this weekend cuz we're going out of town his week so he'll get an all new wonderbox at Grandma's House and an all new box at home when we get back. I decided that I'd rather just toss 2 wonderboxes than change his current one and have to scoop it and such than to have a partially used one at home...
*Gather all the trash in the house
*Thank you notes!
*Mail loan payment
Tuesday:
*Work, work, work, Booooooo!(But my boss is gone, yay!)
*Andy works at 8am
*More dishes, I'm sure...
*Put away the laundry (it's still in the basket in the living room)
*Thank you notes!!
Wednesday:
*Work, work, work. Patrick come back. BOOOOOOOOO!
*Andy works at 8am
*Gather trash
*Do any dishes
*Make Andy clean the toilet
*Make sure we have gifts for the Graduates
*Thank you notes!!!
Thursday:
*Work, work, work. phooey.
*Andy works at 4:30pm
*Do any dishes
*Take out the Trash
*Give Punk a bath and wash his stuff
*Pack stuff
*Dan and Sam's Easter things
*Thank you notes to go in the mail
*Thank yous for his family
*Cookie Press for A's mom
*Punk's leash and harness; wonderbox and litter*; food, treats, and bowls; carrier, rug? and toys
Friday:
*Possibly off, still need to talk to Patrick
*Andy off
*Toss Punk's wonderbox
*Any minor cleanups left
*Leave for Durant
*Mail thank-yous on the way out of Sioux City
Saturday:
*Both of us are off
*Prepare for Dan's graduation
Sunday:
*Dan (my brother-in-law) graduates High School!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
A new shower curtain
For months we've had a perpetually moldy shower curtain. Since I live on campus, I'm not required to provide the curtain for my shower, but I feel less gross if I do. (Cuz, EW, I don't know who lived here before me!) When I moved into this apartment, I had been working for months, but for the first few I was working under a grant. That's all well and good except that my boos is sort of an idiot. So I didn't get paid for the first 2 months. And when I finally got paid, it was only a fraction of what I was supposed to be paid.
So when I moved into this apartment after PSO (pre-service orientation) and finally started being paid by the corporation, I was very.. shall we say conservative? on my purchases. So I bought a cheap shower liner with the intention of replacing it later. Well, shower curtains are not things I think about regularly whilst I'm shopping, so it's been mildewy (I've tried cleaning it, but even bleach didn't help. I'm not kidding when I say this was a CHEAP shower curtain!)
So Friday, shopping with Andy, I finally remembered to get a new shower curtain. Tonight Andy put it up (cuz I'm too short and also very forgetful {that's right, I forget about the shower curtain WHILE I'm IN the shower. I got skillz.})
Andy: I LIKE it! I can finally touch the shower curtain without feeling like I'm gonna catch a disease! (funny, cuz I'm the germ freak).
CRASH CRASH CRASH
I can also knock everything {on the side of the bathtub} down at once.
So when I moved into this apartment after PSO (pre-service orientation) and finally started being paid by the corporation, I was very.. shall we say conservative? on my purchases. So I bought a cheap shower liner with the intention of replacing it later. Well, shower curtains are not things I think about regularly whilst I'm shopping, so it's been mildewy (I've tried cleaning it, but even bleach didn't help. I'm not kidding when I say this was a CHEAP shower curtain!)
So Friday, shopping with Andy, I finally remembered to get a new shower curtain. Tonight Andy put it up (cuz I'm too short and also very forgetful {that's right, I forget about the shower curtain WHILE I'm IN the shower. I got skillz.})
Andy: I LIKE it! I can finally touch the shower curtain without feeling like I'm gonna catch a disease! (funny, cuz I'm the germ freak).
CRASH CRASH CRASH
I can also knock everything {on the side of the bathtub} down at once.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Andy's wedding band
Thursday 13 may or may not be posted today. I just finished reading all of the back posts of http://thespohrsaremultiplying.com/ and I'm feeling pretty sad. I'm such a wuss. Anything makes me cry so I am not even remotely surprised that I feel this bad. I'm unapologetic. But I also won't burden any readers with my teary-ness.
Instead, I decided to share Andy's wedding band. One single band of titanium that is the only thing that holds my heart together some days.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Weekly plans, May 11-17, 2009
Weekly Plans for May 11th thru May 17th, 2009
Monday:
* I work
* It's Americorps Week
o Table at East high School at 11am
o Call the reservation guy AGAIN about getting a room for the VISTA training this week... I'm VERY dissatisfied with AmeriCorps this week...
o Proclamation and giant check to the mayor at 4pm
* Andy works in the am.
* Dishes
* Pack
* Laundry?
* Cuddle Punk cuz I'll be gone 2 nights and most of 3 days...
Tuesday:
* I work
* Andy works in the am.
* Leave for Lincoln sometime, not sure when.
Wednesday:
* VISTA training/volunteer work
* Andy works in the am.
* Plant some trees!
Thursday:
* VISTA training
* Andy works in the pm
* Home from Lincoln
* Payday!
* Grey's Anatomy
Friday:
* Andy off
* Abby and I are taking the day off
* Go to the DMV and get my license changed
* Andy gets paid
* Get Andy's new phone
Saturday:
* I'm off
* Andy works at 4pm
* I'll do some sort of cleaning. whatever.
Sunday:
* I'm off
* Andy works at 1:30pm
* Desperate Housewives
Edit** I just found out we aren't going to Lincoln. They never got us housing and we somehow never got the link that we were supposed to register... and we aren't under their grant anyway. So we're not going. Yay!!
Monday:
* I work
* It's Americorps Week
o Table at East high School at 11am
o Call the reservation guy AGAIN about getting a room for the VISTA training this week... I'm VERY dissatisfied with AmeriCorps this week...
o Proclamation and giant check to the mayor at 4pm
* Andy works in the am.
* Dishes
* Pack
* Laundry?
* Cuddle Punk cuz I'll be gone 2 nights and most of 3 days...
Tuesday:
* I work
* Andy works in the am.
* Leave for Lincoln sometime, not sure when.
Wednesday:
* VISTA training/volunteer work
* Andy works in the am.
* Plant some trees!
Thursday:
* VISTA training
* Andy works in the pm
* Home from Lincoln
* Payday!
* Grey's Anatomy
Friday:
* Andy off
* Abby and I are taking the day off
* Go to the DMV and get my license changed
* Andy gets paid
* Get Andy's new phone
Saturday:
* I'm off
* Andy works at 4pm
* I'll do some sort of cleaning. whatever.
Sunday:
* I'm off
* Andy works at 1:30pm
* Desperate Housewives
Edit** I just found out we aren't going to Lincoln. They never got us housing and we somehow never got the link that we were supposed to register... and we aren't under their grant anyway. So we're not going. Yay!!
Sunday, May 10, 2009
My boys
Look how little my Punky used to be! Now he can barely fit on my lap. Not a chance I could fit him and my laptop on there!
Ninja Misty and Thomas.
Did I mention that I'm a ninja?
And no, I did not beat up a small child (this time, bwahahaha) I'm holding his foot in that pose to keep us both balanced. He's holding my wrist for extra balance. Good posing tho.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Terror in the Workplace
I almost died today. If it hadn't been for bleach, the Be All, End All of the WORLD, I would be dead.
Abby and I were sitting peacefully in our office, dreams of sugar plums and booze and quitting early cuz it's Friday and Patrick isn't here and we just don't care today running though our heads.
When all of a sudden, Abby gasped, "WHAT is that?" "What?" I asked. And then I heard it... Daaa da. Daaa da. Daaa Da. Ok, not really. It was more bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
I looked up, and what to my wondering eyes should appear? A bee. Or a wasp. Something. Something loud and buzzy and with big wings and a big butt and Oh man, that thing could hurt us. It flew around our desks a few times, Abby squeaking "Oh god, where did it go?" every time she lost track of where it was. Finally it landed on the ceiling and started making love to a fluorescent light fixture.
Abby went downstairs to get Sheri's keys to see if Bruce(aka BruceTheCreeper)(he's the janitor) had any bug spray in his "office." Meanwhile I sat exactly where I was to keep an eye on the bug (cuz, oh my god, what if we lost it?) and googled what else killed huge dangerous bugs in case Bruce(the Creeper)didn't have bug spray.
He didn't.
So we did what online said: household cleaners coat the wings so that they can't fly and they breathe, supposedly through their skin (booklungs like a spider?) and the cleaners coat them and they suffocate. WRONG!
We proceeded to spray the CRAP out of the Freaking Flyer Of Death and he just kept trying to find however he got in. He ended up on the window, no doubt wondering, like Abby and myself, how the EFF he got in.
We kept spraying.
He kept living.
Obviously this booklung thing is far superior to our actual lungs, since Abby and I were almost dying from the All-Purpose (except bug killing) Cleaner and the damn bug was still crawlin' away on our window.
Finally he slipped and fell in the puddle of cleaner that was growing under the window and I continued spraying him (to keep him in the puddle) and squashed him with my flip flop.
Turns out he was a wasp with THE WEIRDEST stinger I have ever seen. Good thing we squished him; one sting from that thing probably would have turned us into Mutant Wasp Women. Ugh. My lungs still burn. My office smells like bleach. blech.
I'm going home at 3 for emotional trauma.
Abby and I were sitting peacefully in our office, dreams of sugar plums and booze and quitting early cuz it's Friday and Patrick isn't here and we just don't care today running though our heads.
When all of a sudden, Abby gasped, "WHAT is that?" "What?" I asked. And then I heard it... Daaa da. Daaa da. Daaa Da. Ok, not really. It was more bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
I looked up, and what to my wondering eyes should appear? A bee. Or a wasp. Something. Something loud and buzzy and with big wings and a big butt and Oh man, that thing could hurt us. It flew around our desks a few times, Abby squeaking "Oh god, where did it go?" every time she lost track of where it was. Finally it landed on the ceiling and started making love to a fluorescent light fixture.
Abby went downstairs to get Sheri's keys to see if Bruce(aka BruceTheCreeper)(he's the janitor) had any bug spray in his "office." Meanwhile I sat exactly where I was to keep an eye on the bug (cuz, oh my god, what if we lost it?) and googled what else killed huge dangerous bugs in case Bruce(the Creeper)didn't have bug spray.
He didn't.
So we did what online said: household cleaners coat the wings so that they can't fly and they breathe, supposedly through their skin (booklungs like a spider?) and the cleaners coat them and they suffocate. WRONG!
We proceeded to spray the CRAP out of the Freaking Flyer Of Death and he just kept trying to find however he got in. He ended up on the window, no doubt wondering, like Abby and myself, how the EFF he got in.
We kept spraying.
He kept living.
Obviously this booklung thing is far superior to our actual lungs, since Abby and I were almost dying from the All-Purpose (except bug killing) Cleaner and the damn bug was still crawlin' away on our window.
Finally he slipped and fell in the puddle of cleaner that was growing under the window and I continued spraying him (to keep him in the puddle) and squashed him with my flip flop.
Turns out he was a wasp with THE WEIRDEST stinger I have ever seen. Good thing we squished him; one sting from that thing probably would have turned us into Mutant Wasp Women. Ugh. My lungs still burn. My office smells like bleach. blech.
I'm going home at 3 for emotional trauma.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Thursday Thirteen... on time?!?!?!
I can't think of anything I want to list 13 of today, so you guy are getting another Random 13 Thoughts again. Sucks to be you huh?
1. My left eye will not stop watering.
2. Punk knocked over Andy's golf clubs this morning and it scared the bajezus out of us. It was dark and until I got to the other side of the hallway, it was too dark to tell if Punk was under there still or not. We couldn't tell if those were golf bag straps or a stripy tail sticking out. Andy picked up the clubs and Punk wasn't under them but then we couldn't find him. Finally I saw him sneak under the couch. I tried to talk him out of it but he woudn't come. I even tried kitty treats and he wouldn't come out. He finally wandered back to the bedroom as Andy and I were going back to sleep, so I had Andy nab him and we cuddled and I checked him over. He's fine.
3. Punk loves to be tucked in under the covers.
4. There's a really weird sounding bird outside my office window.
5. There are, like, 5 people in this building today. Helloooo summer!
6. I found out last night that a friend died Sunday. They did an autopsy and still could not figure out what killed him, so they're saying heart attack. He was only a little older than me. I'm 22. (ok, 22 and 8 months. whatever)
7. That friend proposed to me for knowing the lyrics to "Convoy." Obviously, we were drunk.
8. I'm currently in love with the blog wipingupsnot.com I'm trying to read back to the beginning. It's kind of strange to read things backward, but it's very interesting as well.
9. I finally found Phantom Prey in paperback the other day. I bought it immediately, of course, since I've been looking for it for a year... the new one, Wicked Prey comes out next week. Go figure. (I hate it when they do that!)
10. I still have not finished Winter Study, I can't get quite as immersed as I usually do because it's about wolves, which are my mother's thing, not mine. I am a cat person and the idea of wild savage GIANT wolves freaks me out. I'm not even remotely a dog person.
11. Seriously. I think wolves scare me more than bears.
12. I dreamed I held a squirrel last night. I walked up really close to it and didn't think it would let me get so close, so I was amazed that I got so close. I never even imagined it would let me touch it, so I didn't even try. But I got close and it jumped right up on my arm. And I had no idea what to do. I think that's when I woke up.
13. One time I tried to be a little economical and bought 4-cheese-pizza Hot Pockets in a bulk pack. I didn't think about the fact that if I took Hot Pockets to work every day I would get sick of them. (That and they get mooshy in my office fridge cuz it's a dorm one with a crappy freezer) Now there are still a couple mother-loving Hot Pockets in my freezer... So every time I try to buy things in bulk or get more than one package of something "new" he asks me "this isn't gonna be another Hot Pocket is it?" But you know what? He couldn't finish more than 4 of those damn things, so I did WAY better than him. Harumph.
Bonus number 14: Grey's Anatomy tonight! I'm so excited!
1. My left eye will not stop watering.
2. Punk knocked over Andy's golf clubs this morning and it scared the bajezus out of us. It was dark and until I got to the other side of the hallway, it was too dark to tell if Punk was under there still or not. We couldn't tell if those were golf bag straps or a stripy tail sticking out. Andy picked up the clubs and Punk wasn't under them but then we couldn't find him. Finally I saw him sneak under the couch. I tried to talk him out of it but he woudn't come. I even tried kitty treats and he wouldn't come out. He finally wandered back to the bedroom as Andy and I were going back to sleep, so I had Andy nab him and we cuddled and I checked him over. He's fine.
3. Punk loves to be tucked in under the covers.
4. There's a really weird sounding bird outside my office window.
5. There are, like, 5 people in this building today. Helloooo summer!
6. I found out last night that a friend died Sunday. They did an autopsy and still could not figure out what killed him, so they're saying heart attack. He was only a little older than me. I'm 22. (ok, 22 and 8 months. whatever)
7. That friend proposed to me for knowing the lyrics to "Convoy." Obviously, we were drunk.
8. I'm currently in love with the blog wipingupsnot.com I'm trying to read back to the beginning. It's kind of strange to read things backward, but it's very interesting as well.
9. I finally found Phantom Prey in paperback the other day. I bought it immediately, of course, since I've been looking for it for a year... the new one, Wicked Prey comes out next week. Go figure. (I hate it when they do that!)
10. I still have not finished Winter Study, I can't get quite as immersed as I usually do because it's about wolves, which are my mother's thing, not mine. I am a cat person and the idea of wild savage GIANT wolves freaks me out. I'm not even remotely a dog person.
11. Seriously. I think wolves scare me more than bears.
12. I dreamed I held a squirrel last night. I walked up really close to it and didn't think it would let me get so close, so I was amazed that I got so close. I never even imagined it would let me touch it, so I didn't even try. But I got close and it jumped right up on my arm. And I had no idea what to do. I think that's when I woke up.
13. One time I tried to be a little economical and bought 4-cheese-pizza Hot Pockets in a bulk pack. I didn't think about the fact that if I took Hot Pockets to work every day I would get sick of them. (That and they get mooshy in my office fridge cuz it's a dorm one with a crappy freezer) Now there are still a couple mother-loving Hot Pockets in my freezer... So every time I try to buy things in bulk or get more than one package of something "new" he asks me "this isn't gonna be another Hot Pocket is it?" But you know what? He couldn't finish more than 4 of those damn things, so I did WAY better than him. Harumph.
Bonus number 14: Grey's Anatomy tonight! I'm so excited!
I love me some squirrel.
This pretty much rocks my world today. Last night I dreamed (since that is the only word spell-check likes) that I held a squirrel. And I was astonished.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
IMG_2569
I am too tired and feel too crappy to blog, y'all. So I'm just gonna show you my baby again. Isn't he so big now? He's almost 11months and he weighs 15 pounds. And if he stands up on his back legs and reaches, he can reach my hips. Or above.
He's big.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Punk's Nap
I'm feeling nostalgic, so I thought I'd throw this out on the interwebs for you all to drool over... isn't my baby so damn adorable.... Blows my mind.
Welcome to Teh Awesome.
My blog has been sadly lacking in character lately huh? Late posts, boring posts... not so much of my maniacal humor and witticisms... hopefully that all change soon, as well as this terribly boring background.... Time will tell, but I promise to at least post some pictures! That's all for now, my lunch is getting cold, but I shall return.
Weekly Plans, May 4th thru May 10th, 2009
Weekly Plans, May 4th thru May 10th, 2009
Monday:
* Andy works 8am- 4:30pm
* Shower and do my hair... who knew shorter hair would be more work?
* I work
* Harass students
* Make Andy brown hamburger
* Make taco soup to throw in the crock pot tomorrow morning
* Dishes
Tuesday:
* Andy works 8am- 4:30pm
* Start Taco Soup in CrockPot
* Do my hair (ugh!)
* Go to work (double Ugh!)
* Harass students
* Sweep
* File crap
Wednesday:
* I work
* Do my hair
* Harass students
* Andy works at 9:30 pm... double pay for overnight... but I'll be lonely :(
* Change Punk's wonderbox?
* Get a card for Savannah
* Work on Thank yous
* Get mother's day cards
* Get stamps
Thursday:
* I work
* do my hair
* Harass students
* Andy off
* Grey's Anatomy
* Dishes
* File crap
Friday:
* I work
* do my hair
* Harass students
* Andy off
* make sure all cards are sent
Saturday:
* I'm off
* Andy works at 4:30
* Change wonderbox
* Sweep
Sunday:
* I'm off
* Andy's off --> A miracle that he's off and so am I!
* Desperate housewives
Hopefully somewhere in there we'll get to have a "family" game night and maybe watch some Diggnation Podcasts too.... Have to wait and see, I guess!
Monday:
* Andy works 8am- 4:30pm
* Shower and do my hair... who knew shorter hair would be more work?
* I work
* Harass students
* Make Andy brown hamburger
* Make taco soup to throw in the crock pot tomorrow morning
* Dishes
Tuesday:
* Andy works 8am- 4:30pm
* Start Taco Soup in CrockPot
* Do my hair (ugh!)
* Go to work (double Ugh!)
* Harass students
* Sweep
* File crap
Wednesday:
* I work
* Do my hair
* Harass students
* Andy works at 9:30 pm... double pay for overnight... but I'll be lonely :(
* Change Punk's wonderbox?
* Get a card for Savannah
* Work on Thank yous
* Get mother's day cards
* Get stamps
Thursday:
* I work
* do my hair
* Harass students
* Andy off
* Grey's Anatomy
* Dishes
* File crap
Friday:
* I work
* do my hair
* Harass students
* Andy off
* make sure all cards are sent
Saturday:
* I'm off
* Andy works at 4:30
* Change wonderbox
* Sweep
Sunday:
* I'm off
* Andy's off --> A miracle that he's off and so am I!
* Desperate housewives
Hopefully somewhere in there we'll get to have a "family" game night and maybe watch some Diggnation Podcasts too.... Have to wait and see, I guess!
Friday, May 1, 2009
Thursday 13, Late again...
Thursday 13, Late again... Maybe I should do "Wednesday Whatever" so that when those are late I can just call them Thursday 13s... hmmmmmm.... anyway...
13 Reasons Why My Brother Should Go Live in a Volcano (but not the Yellowstone Caldera, cuz that's mine!)
1. He's already a hothead, so he'd be just fine.
2. He stole the glory from my (HS) graduation by getting married. (for the second freaking time! Are you kidding me?!?!)* **
3. You can't knock anyone up in a volcano. Too hot for the spermies. (He got his first wife knocked up when she was still in HS... Cuz he's a dumbass {he was 24})
4. Every family occasion turns into "Chris Storytime" where my mother turns everything into a story about my brother. Even when I call to talk about where to take my honeymoon. Ick.
5. He gets to go to Yellowstone this year and I can't and they are taunting me with it.
6. He insulted me (twice) at my grandmother's funeral. Didn't say hello or ask to be introduced to Andy, (then fiance, now husband) just waled up, talked to my parents, then insulted me.
7. He's never been dependable. I was supposed to spend a weekend with him in 6th grade. He was gonna pick me up after school. I ended up going home and sitting at the window waiting until 11 that night. I got up around 7 the next morning and waited in the window for 5 more hours. He showed up around noon. He hadn't come the night before because his girlfriend had to work... until 6... they only lived 2 hours away from us.
8. He only shows up if there's a funeral or to ask for money. He once drove across the state (my parents live in NE, he lives in SD, but he was vacationing in the panhandle of NE, about 6 hours from us) to ask my dad for money cuz he took his 2 sons camping and tubing and didn't plan to have to buy life jackets and other things. So h needed gas money to get back to his house (about 4 hours from us).
9. He says he's gonna show up to family events like holidays and then doesn't.
10. My mother gets more excited about him coming for a day than she did about the first time Andy visited.
11. My mother cleans the entire house whenever Chris says he's coming. Even if he phones that day. I give her weeks of notice and she still can't even move all the stuff she's thrown on my bed.
12. My mother makes his favorite dessert whenever she hears he's coming. I made my own birthday cake last year.
13. He insulted my camera. My beautiful Canon Rebel. People have been shot for less.
Bonus: 14. He is a large bag of douche. the end.
*He didn't see fit to come to my college graduation and then insulted me at a funeral, so I didn't invite him to my wedding. What a jerk.
**Weird note... his first wife was 6 years younger than him (got her knocked up when she was in HS) and his second wife was approx. 6 years older than him. No pattern, I think he's just a whore.
13 Reasons Why My Brother Should Go Live in a Volcano (but not the Yellowstone Caldera, cuz that's mine!)
1. He's already a hothead, so he'd be just fine.
2. He stole the glory from my (HS) graduation by getting married. (for the second freaking time! Are you kidding me?!?!)* **
3. You can't knock anyone up in a volcano. Too hot for the spermies. (He got his first wife knocked up when she was still in HS... Cuz he's a dumbass {he was 24})
4. Every family occasion turns into "Chris Storytime" where my mother turns everything into a story about my brother. Even when I call to talk about where to take my honeymoon. Ick.
5. He gets to go to Yellowstone this year and I can't and they are taunting me with it.
6. He insulted me (twice) at my grandmother's funeral. Didn't say hello or ask to be introduced to Andy, (then fiance, now husband) just waled up, talked to my parents, then insulted me.
7. He's never been dependable. I was supposed to spend a weekend with him in 6th grade. He was gonna pick me up after school. I ended up going home and sitting at the window waiting until 11 that night. I got up around 7 the next morning and waited in the window for 5 more hours. He showed up around noon. He hadn't come the night before because his girlfriend had to work... until 6... they only lived 2 hours away from us.
8. He only shows up if there's a funeral or to ask for money. He once drove across the state (my parents live in NE, he lives in SD, but he was vacationing in the panhandle of NE, about 6 hours from us) to ask my dad for money cuz he took his 2 sons camping and tubing and didn't plan to have to buy life jackets and other things. So h needed gas money to get back to his house (about 4 hours from us).
9. He says he's gonna show up to family events like holidays and then doesn't.
10. My mother gets more excited about him coming for a day than she did about the first time Andy visited.
11. My mother cleans the entire house whenever Chris says he's coming. Even if he phones that day. I give her weeks of notice and she still can't even move all the stuff she's thrown on my bed.
12. My mother makes his favorite dessert whenever she hears he's coming. I made my own birthday cake last year.
13. He insulted my camera. My beautiful Canon Rebel. People have been shot for less.
Bonus: 14. He is a large bag of douche. the end.
*He didn't see fit to come to my college graduation and then insulted me at a funeral, so I didn't invite him to my wedding. What a jerk.
**Weird note... his first wife was 6 years younger than him (got her knocked up when she was in HS) and his second wife was approx. 6 years older than him. No pattern, I think he's just a whore.
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