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, May 4, 2009
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.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
When I become a park ranger...
As many of you know, (I say "many" even though there are like, 4, people who read this... but whatevs) the shelf inside one of my kitchen cupboards collapsed "the other day." "The other day" is how I refer to it so people don't judge me for having all sorts of things strewn about in my apartment. If the shelf is down, that explains the grape nuts, Swiss Miss, oatmeal and Chocolate-tini packages all over my couch. Truth be told, I'm pretty sure the shelf fell a month ago. Well, today I finally had the energy to try to put it back up. I bought L-brackets this weekend and I figured I could do it while Andy was at work... wrong. Epic Fail.
I took everything out of the cupboard (you know, the things on the bottom shelf that didn't come flying out in the middle of the night, crashing down scaring the shit outta me, making me think there is a burglar and nearly kill Andy for NOT GETTING THE FUCK UP AND PROTECTING ME! i.e. when the shelf fell) took it all out, marked where the brackets should go, etc etc... and I can't get enough leverage to drill the screws in. Got up on my stepladder, one foot braced on the counter, boobs inside the cabinet-- hooked on that little lip that the magnets that hold the cupboard door closed are in--for leverage, you know... nada. The cabinets must actually be made of steel even though they look like wood. I got ONE, count 'em, one, screw to go all the way in. FML.
So, I gave up. Decided to call my mother and whine. Turns out my father has been to Dakota City at least twice this week... you know, Dakota City, the city that is like 10 miles from my apartment and he hasn't called once even though, hey, he could fix my shelf... THAT Dakota City. Dammit.
So as I'm finishing up talking to her, I remember a question I had for her the other day: Andy has never been to Mt. Rushmore so I'm thinking of taking him there this summer. Where else should we go?
We, of course, discussed Reptile Gardens and other places I had already thought of. Then she says Wind Cave. This is where my mistake comes in: I said "Oh yeah, I forgot about that." She proceeds to tell me in detail (for ten minutes) which tour to take. "Yeah mom, I remember" Of course I remember, I was seven-freaking-teen!
"Don't take the one we took. Take the one Chris walked. Well, he walked all of them except Mammoth Cave, but he was only a year old then. We backpacked him then. First your dad carried him, then Uncle Mike carried him.." blah blah, fucking blah, story I've heard EVERY TIME the word "cave" is even mentioned in a conversation in a 3 room radius of where she is...
Then: "Yeah, we're going to Yellowstone in the first part of August cuz Chris has never been there."
If you hang around here enough, you'll realize that Yellowstone is probably my favorite place in the world so far. So the fact that they rub in my face that I can't go, and that the Golden Child is going with them this year, really makes me mad.
It doesn't seem to matter what I do, in my mother's eyes, I will never be as good as him. He spent all his college fund on things that ended up getting repossessed while I nannied through high school and actually bought her birthday and xmas gifts and the occasional thing that caught my eye and screamed "mom" at me. He still wins.
He joined the Navy and got kicked out. I went to college and got a BA in English and a minor in Photography. He still wins.
He got married, had two children ( I should say, got his girlfriend knocked up, got married, had a second child...), got divorced, remarried, and divorced again in less than 10 years. I finished high school, college, DIDN'T get knocked up and got married and got a job (he went thru multiple jobs--> like in the realm of 10 jobs at least in 10 years) in those same 10 years. He still wins.
I came home regularly and often brought home new games or movies or whatnot for my family. He came home to ask for money or whatever. When I came home, MAYBE mom cleaned all the junk that she had thrown on my bed in the last month off so that I could sleep somewhere. More often not. Every time he came home, she baked his favorite dessert.
Andy noticed (I didn't until recently, he noticed within about 2 months of meeting my mom) that whenever we are home, there are approximately 5 Chris stories told in the average visit. Sometimes she tells one about me.
So for her to just mention that the Golden Child gets to go to Yellowstone this year--- the year that I DESPERATELY want to go, that I DESPERATELY want to take my husband and can't--- is just a slap in the face. So I've decided: When I become a park ranger, HE IS NOT ALLOWED IN MY PARK. She can come in until she pisses me off.. so about 15 minutes. That's ok, she'll need a smoke after 15 minutes anyway.*
harumph.
*Admittedly, that was a low blow, but she's been hitting pretty far below the belt for a few months now, so just once, it's my turn.
the end.
I took everything out of the cupboard (you know, the things on the bottom shelf that didn't come flying out in the middle of the night, crashing down scaring the shit outta me, making me think there is a burglar and nearly kill Andy for NOT GETTING THE FUCK UP AND PROTECTING ME! i.e. when the shelf fell) took it all out, marked where the brackets should go, etc etc... and I can't get enough leverage to drill the screws in. Got up on my stepladder, one foot braced on the counter, boobs inside the cabinet-- hooked on that little lip that the magnets that hold the cupboard door closed are in--for leverage, you know... nada. The cabinets must actually be made of steel even though they look like wood. I got ONE, count 'em, one, screw to go all the way in. FML.
So, I gave up. Decided to call my mother and whine. Turns out my father has been to Dakota City at least twice this week... you know, Dakota City, the city that is like 10 miles from my apartment and he hasn't called once even though, hey, he could fix my shelf... THAT Dakota City. Dammit.
So as I'm finishing up talking to her, I remember a question I had for her the other day: Andy has never been to Mt. Rushmore so I'm thinking of taking him there this summer. Where else should we go?
We, of course, discussed Reptile Gardens and other places I had already thought of. Then she says Wind Cave. This is where my mistake comes in: I said "Oh yeah, I forgot about that." She proceeds to tell me in detail (for ten minutes) which tour to take. "Yeah mom, I remember" Of course I remember, I was seven-freaking-teen!
"Don't take the one we took. Take the one Chris walked. Well, he walked all of them except Mammoth Cave, but he was only a year old then. We backpacked him then. First your dad carried him, then Uncle Mike carried him.." blah blah, fucking blah, story I've heard EVERY TIME the word "cave" is even mentioned in a conversation in a 3 room radius of where she is...
Then: "Yeah, we're going to Yellowstone in the first part of August cuz Chris has never been there."
If you hang around here enough, you'll realize that Yellowstone is probably my favorite place in the world so far. So the fact that they rub in my face that I can't go, and that the Golden Child is going with them this year, really makes me mad.
It doesn't seem to matter what I do, in my mother's eyes, I will never be as good as him. He spent all his college fund on things that ended up getting repossessed while I nannied through high school and actually bought her birthday and xmas gifts and the occasional thing that caught my eye and screamed "mom" at me. He still wins.
He joined the Navy and got kicked out. I went to college and got a BA in English and a minor in Photography. He still wins.
He got married, had two children ( I should say, got his girlfriend knocked up, got married, had a second child...), got divorced, remarried, and divorced again in less than 10 years. I finished high school, college, DIDN'T get knocked up and got married and got a job (he went thru multiple jobs--> like in the realm of 10 jobs at least in 10 years) in those same 10 years. He still wins.
I came home regularly and often brought home new games or movies or whatnot for my family. He came home to ask for money or whatever. When I came home, MAYBE mom cleaned all the junk that she had thrown on my bed in the last month off so that I could sleep somewhere. More often not. Every time he came home, she baked his favorite dessert.
Andy noticed (I didn't until recently, he noticed within about 2 months of meeting my mom) that whenever we are home, there are approximately 5 Chris stories told in the average visit. Sometimes she tells one about me.
So for her to just mention that the Golden Child gets to go to Yellowstone this year--- the year that I DESPERATELY want to go, that I DESPERATELY want to take my husband and can't--- is just a slap in the face. So I've decided: When I become a park ranger, HE IS NOT ALLOWED IN MY PARK. She can come in until she pisses me off.. so about 15 minutes. That's ok, she'll need a smoke after 15 minutes anyway.*
harumph.
*Admittedly, that was a low blow, but she's been hitting pretty far below the belt for a few months now, so just once, it's my turn.
the end.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Weekly Plans, April 27- May 3, 2009
Weekly plans, April 27, 2009 until May 3, 2009.
Monday:
• I work
o CES Notes
o Email idiots
• Andy works @ 4:30
• Finish thank you notes
• Dishes
• Fix the cupboards (a shelf in one of my cupboards collapsed after the plastic peg thing that holds them up broke a few weeks ago. We have been searching for a replacement… last night I gave up and bought all new L-brackets so we could just fix it and not worry about it… and once I get them up, I can get all my food-stuff and dishes back in the cupboards and out of my freaking living room!)
o Get stuff back in cupboards
• Make cinnamon rolls? (idk if the tube of them I have in the fridge is still good or not…)
Tuesday:
• I work
o Coffee at 2pm with the other VISTAs (kill me now)
• Andy off
o Make Andy do laundry while I’m at work
• Clean out the fridge
• Do dishes
• Sweep
• Take out the trash
Wednesday:
• I work
o CES meeting?
• Andy works @ 4:30
• Change Punk’s Wonderbox
• Sweep
• Take out Wonderbox and trash
• Tidy apartment
Thursday:
• I work
o Thursday 13 Post
• Andy off
• Payday
o Grocery shop
Friday:
• I work
• Andy works @ 4:30
• My Loan payment is due but I paid it already
Saturday:
• I’m off
• Andy works at 8am
• Maybe take Punk out after Andy gets off.
Sunday:
• I’m off
• Andy works @ 1:30pm.
Monday:
• I work
o CES Notes
o Email idiots
• Andy works @ 4:30
• Finish thank you notes
• Dishes
• Fix the cupboards (a shelf in one of my cupboards collapsed after the plastic peg thing that holds them up broke a few weeks ago. We have been searching for a replacement… last night I gave up and bought all new L-brackets so we could just fix it and not worry about it… and once I get them up, I can get all my food-stuff and dishes back in the cupboards and out of my freaking living room!)
o Get stuff back in cupboards
• Make cinnamon rolls? (idk if the tube of them I have in the fridge is still good or not…)
Tuesday:
• I work
o Coffee at 2pm with the other VISTAs (kill me now)
• Andy off
o Make Andy do laundry while I’m at work
• Clean out the fridge
• Do dishes
• Sweep
• Take out the trash
Wednesday:
• I work
o CES meeting?
• Andy works @ 4:30
• Change Punk’s Wonderbox
• Sweep
• Take out Wonderbox and trash
• Tidy apartment
Thursday:
• I work
o Thursday 13 Post
• Andy off
• Payday
o Grocery shop
Friday:
• I work
• Andy works @ 4:30
• My Loan payment is due but I paid it already
Saturday:
• I’m off
• Andy works at 8am
• Maybe take Punk out after Andy gets off.
Sunday:
• I’m off
• Andy works @ 1:30pm.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Thursday 13, Punk said so.
Sorry this is so late, it took a while to decipher the cat-scratch (as opposed to chicken scratch) that it was written in. This week Punk wrote the list, I was just in charge to typing it after he wrote it.
13 Things Teh Hooman Needz To Do Today:
1. Hold stillz so I can nom her.
2. Petz me.
3. Feedz me.
4. Set her drinkz on teh floorz so I can drink dem.
5. Maek dat other hooman go getz someting for herz, so I can steal his spot on teh couch.
6. Warm my spot on teh bed so when da phone rings, I can steal her warms.
7. Clean my bafroom and put new poop rocks in der so I can kick them out on teh floorz again.
8. Plays wif me.
9. Clean up all teh paper towels on teh floorz so I can get out dat roll I'm hiding under da couch and shredz more on teh floorz. Needz to be fresh, ya knowz?
10. Hold still so I can lickz her noze.
11. Find teh remote so I can change channels when she finds somefing she wants to watch.
12. Wash teh dishes so I can climb in teh sink again.
13. Gives me Kitteh Treatz. All of dem.
Repeat as nezessary... i.e. tomorrowz.
Love,
Punk, teh (supreme rulerz) Kitteh
13 Things Teh Hooman Needz To Do Today:
1. Hold stillz so I can nom her.
2. Petz me.
3. Feedz me.
4. Set her drinkz on teh floorz so I can drink dem.
5. Maek dat other hooman go getz someting for herz, so I can steal his spot on teh couch.
6. Warm my spot on teh bed so when da phone rings, I can steal her warms.
7. Clean my bafroom and put new poop rocks in der so I can kick them out on teh floorz again.
8. Plays wif me.
9. Clean up all teh paper towels on teh floorz so I can get out dat roll I'm hiding under da couch and shredz more on teh floorz. Needz to be fresh, ya knowz?
10. Hold still so I can lickz her noze.
11. Find teh remote so I can change channels when she finds somefing she wants to watch.
12. Wash teh dishes so I can climb in teh sink again.
13. Gives me Kitteh Treatz. All of dem.
Repeat as nezessary... i.e. tomorrowz.
Love,
Punk, teh (supreme rulerz) Kitteh
Monday, April 20, 2009
Weekly plans, April 20- April 26
Weekly Plans, April 20 thru April 26
Weekly Plans is Sarah@TM2TS's baby, so I'm showing some support to help her get it off the ground.
Weekly Plans:
Monday:
* I work
* Andy off (that always happens... we can't have days off together, I guess)
* Andy being off means I won't accomplish much of anything tonight... but the apartment is pretty clean...
* Soak foot
* Take antibiotics
* Brain Train
* Mail loan payment
* Read Winter Study
W00t, did everything I was supposed to!
Tuesday:
* I work
* Andy off
* Take antibiotics x2
* Soak foot
* Brain Train
* 6:30 pm Dr's appointment (associated goal: Don't cry!)
I did cry. But the Lidocaine didn't work. They gave me 8 units and I could still feel it. And I didn't Brain Train that day either. But I think I will be forgiven...
Wednesday
* I work--> CES and MCU meetings
* Andy works @ 4:30
* Take antibiotics x2
* Brain Train
* Read Winter Study (I doubt I'll want to do anything after having work done on my toe Tuesday and I have lunch duty Thurs and EO on Friday, so I'm probably gonna want to rest..)
Accomplished, LOL!
Thursday:
* I work until 3:30ish
* Andy only has training at 6-7pm
* I have Lunch duty for Earth week's Trayless Thursday (11am-1pm)
* Take antibiotics x2
* Brain Train
* Dr's appointment at 4pm
Friday:
* I work
* Andy works at 8am (so we can see each other when I get off work, yay!)
* Take antibiotics x2
* Environmental Olympics/Trashion Show (10am-2pm)
* Brain Train
Got a ridiculous sunburn... I'm a cherry tomato now...
Saturday:
* I'm off
* Andy works at 2:30
* Sweep
* Litterbox?
Sunday:
* I'm off
* Andy might work?
* New Desperate Housewives
* New Animation Domination
Weekly Plans is Sarah@TM2TS's baby, so I'm showing some support to help her get it off the ground.
Weekly Plans:
Monday:
* I work
* Andy off (that always happens... we can't have days off together, I guess)
* Andy being off means I won't accomplish much of anything tonight... but the apartment is pretty clean...
* Soak foot
* Take antibiotics
* Brain Train
* Mail loan payment
* Read Winter Study
W00t, did everything I was supposed to!
Tuesday:
* I work
* Andy off
* Take antibiotics x2
* Soak foot
* Brain Train
* 6:30 pm Dr's appointment (associated goal: Don't cry!)
I did cry. But the Lidocaine didn't work. They gave me 8 units and I could still feel it. And I didn't Brain Train that day either. But I think I will be forgiven...
Wednesday
* I work--> CES and MCU meetings
* Andy works @ 4:30
* Take antibiotics x2
* Brain Train
* Read Winter Study (I doubt I'll want to do anything after having work done on my toe Tuesday and I have lunch duty Thurs and EO on Friday, so I'm probably gonna want to rest..)
Accomplished, LOL!
Thursday:
* I work until 3:30ish
* Andy only has training at 6-7pm
* I have Lunch duty for Earth week's Trayless Thursday (11am-1pm)
* Take antibiotics x2
* Brain Train
* Dr's appointment at 4pm
Friday:
* I work
* Andy works at 8am (so we can see each other when I get off work, yay!)
* Take antibiotics x2
* Environmental Olympics/Trashion Show (10am-2pm)
* Brain Train
Got a ridiculous sunburn... I'm a cherry tomato now...
Saturday:
* I'm off
* Andy works at 2:30
* Sweep
* Litterbox?
Sunday:
* I'm off
* Andy might work?
* New Desperate Housewives
* New Animation Domination
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Thursday Thirteen: The Future
For this week's Thursday Thirteen, I wanted to broach a subject I've just begun to seriously contemplate. I've had an interest in National Parks for a while, but recently I've decided I really would like to be a Park Ranger. Andy thinks it would be great to be a pod-caster living in a National Park, so he's decided he is all for it. I mentioned it to my Dad at Easter and he seems to be interested in it as well. I think he just likes the idea of me working in a park so he gets to take vacations and maybe get discounts on park fees, haha. He's stated several times that he didn't think i was meant to live in a city. I don't know that I agree with him, but I do know that if I wanna do this, I should do it now, while I can. I do still want to be an editor, but I can free-lance online for random work. And there will always be time to be an editor after we start having babies and don't want to move around so much.
So for this week, I did some research and came up with the thirteen parks I would like to work/live in.
1. Natchez Trace, Mississippi
2. Big Cypress, Florida
3. Olympic, Washington
4. Guadalupe Mountains, Texas
5. San Juan Islands, Washington
6. Gulf Islands, Mississippi
7. Yellowstone, Wyoming/Montana/Idaho
8. Dry Tortugas, Florida
9. Rocky Mountains, Colorado
10. Mesa Verde, Colorado
11. Yosemite, California
12. Glacier, Montana/Canada
13. Isle Royale, Michigan
More to come about that later... but for now, that's my Thursday Thirteen.
So for this week, I did some research and came up with the thirteen parks I would like to work/live in.
1. Natchez Trace, Mississippi
2. Big Cypress, Florida
3. Olympic, Washington
4. Guadalupe Mountains, Texas
5. San Juan Islands, Washington
6. Gulf Islands, Mississippi
7. Yellowstone, Wyoming/Montana/Idaho
8. Dry Tortugas, Florida
9. Rocky Mountains, Colorado
10. Mesa Verde, Colorado
11. Yosemite, California
12. Glacier, Montana/Canada
13. Isle Royale, Michigan
More to come about that later... but for now, that's my Thursday Thirteen.
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