Recent Purchases

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Okay, just got paid today and as usual, had to make sure that some of that money was back in the economy by midnight.

Went by the comic book store and got the last of the Dark Tower series, a new comic I’d not tried called The Mice Templar and the illustrated version of Stardust by Neil Gaiman. Dark Tower was good as always. Mice Templar was…ok. I am gonna have to try reading it again when I am not eager to flip through Stardust. Now Stardust is the jewel of the trip. The illustrations are beautiful! I’m looking forward to re-reading this, just so I can look at the pretty pictures. I’m such a girl sometimes.

Later, I went to Target with Jess. I picked up a Mr. Clean bathroom doohickey. I’ll let you know how that goes.

For my fun target food purchases, I got:

Meyer lemon cake mix which will become cupcakes as soon as I figure out how to make lemon icing
Alexia olive oil, rosemary and garlic oven fries
Slimfast milk chocolate pre-mixed shakes because I am way too lazy to eat breakfasts

Sadly, I could not find Honey Smacks. Have you ever just suddenly wanted a food you haven’t had in YEARS and it’s not there? Yeah, that’s where I am tonight. I’m gonna go make myself a quesadilla and sulk.

Ibuprofin

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Let me tell you something about why I should not be left alone for extended periods of time. I am the sort of person who will open a new bottle of Ibuprofin and then decided to count and see if there really are 100 coated tablets inside.

It started innocently enough…I had the beginnings of a headache and had just bought some Ibuprofin, my pain reliever of choice. I opened the bottle, took two out and wondered….Do they ever miscount?

Three seconds later and the bottle is emptied on the desk in front of me and I’ve started sorting them into groups of five.

While I can not vouch for all bottles of ibuprofin, I can tell you that this one did have exactly 100 tablets. I’m gonna go take my two ibuprofins now, put the rest in the bottle and go see how much it would cost to get “nerd” tattooed on my forehead.

I actually counted

Post? Me? Nah…

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Ooops….it’s been a few days since I posted. And I was trying to be better about updating more often. Really.

Unfortunately, life got in the way. Big shocker there.

Helped my sister move last weekend and I’ve been over there a lot this week, helping her adjust to the new place.

Lily’s getting bigger and now watches people and smiles a lot.

I got my hair cut this weekend. I was going to wait until I refreshed the pink in my hair before I put a picture up, but things keep getting in the way. Perhaps I’ll snap a picture tomorrow and upload it.

I don’t know anything interesting that I want to talk about. I know interesting things, but they are all rather sucky, so I’m gonna bypass them.

Instead, I will close with something that makes me very, very happy. I thought the horn didn’t work in the car I drive, which means that it’s much harder for people to know that I am making rude gestures and comments about their driving ability. However…tonight, just for kicks, I gave it a go and I could honk at someone! It was almost like being in a real car!

Speaking of the car, I decided I would try to name it because I was told that it was perhaps mad at me because it was nameless.

Therefore it is no longer it, but Margaret Mary. Cast your mind back to 1994. It was a younger, gentler time when you didn’t wince at the thought of Mel Gibson in a movie. Maverick.

He comes across a wagon train that has just been robbed. The two women in charge bargain with him to go after the thiefs and retrieve their belongings.

Margaret Mary, who is quite unattractive, asks him to go get her wedding dress and then simpers at Mel Gibson.

So that’s the car…butt-ass ugly, but still hopeful. Margaret Mary.

Post? Me? Nah…

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Ooops….it’s been a few days since I posted. And I was trying to be better about updating more often. Really.

Unfortunately, life got in the way. Big shocker there.

Helped my sister move last weekend and I’ve been over there a lot this week, helping her adjust to the new place.

Lily’s getting bigger and now watches people and smiles a lot.

I got my hair cut this weekend. I was going to wait until I refreshed the pink in my hair before I put a picture up, but things keep getting in the way. Perhaps I’ll snap a picture tomorrow and upload it.

I don’t know anything interesting that I want to talk about. I know interesting things, but they are all rather sucky, so I’m gonna bypass them.

Instead, I will close with something that makes me very, very happy. I thought the horn didn’t work in the car I drive, which means that it’s much harder for people to know that I am making rude gestures and comments about their driving ability. However…tonight, just for kicks, I gave it a go and I could honk at someone! It was almost like being in a real car!

Speaking of the car, I decided I would try to name it because I was told that it was perhaps mad at me because it was nameless.

Therefore it is no longer it, but Margaret Mary. Cast your mind back to 1994. It was a younger, gentler time when you didn’t wince at the thought of Mel Gibson in a movie. Maverick.

He comes across a wagon train that has just been robbed. The two women in charge bargain with him to go after the thiefs and retrieve their belongings.

Margaret Mary, who is quite unattractive, asks him to go get her wedding dress and then simpers at Mel Gibson.

So that’s the car…butt-ass ugly, but still hopeful. Margaret Mary.

Go away, bugs!

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In the past week, I have found three dead crickets and a dead june bug in my apartment.

Yesterday morning, a grasshopper was hanging out on the visor and scared the crap out of me. When I got to work, a daddy long legs walked across my cubicle wall and took a year or two off my life.

Can it freeze, so we can get rid of all the damned bugs? I’d appreciate it.

Minor Irritation

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To all the bloggers out there who wish to give the impression they have proper command of the English language: Things do not peak your interest, they pique your interest.

The Dictionary.com definition of peak says nothing about capturing one’s interest.

The Dictionary.com definition of pique does.

3. to excite (interest, curiosity, etc.): Her curiosity was piqued by the gossip.

Library

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So, to catch anyone up who may need it, I can be a dumbass on occasion. Now, I can be the smartest person in the room sometimes. I can be the lone voice of reason and common sense in some situations.

Put me in a situation that involves me and my money and I turn into a dumbass. Mom is nodding her head and sighing.

Case in point. I love to read. One might say I am addicted to the written word. If I go a day without reading anything, something is very wrong in my world.

Therefore, you would think that the library would be my best friend. After all, it’s within walking distance from my apartment. Free books, all you have to do is bring them back on time!

And there we run into the problem. See, seven years ago, I had a library card. With that card, I checked out about a dozen books….and then didn’t return them until a few weeks after their due dates. That created a fairly sizeable fine.

Now, when you try to pay a fairly sizeable fine with not enough money in the checking account, the check bounces. See the earlier comment about stupidity with money.

So….not only did I have a fine, but then I had a bounced check fee and everything was more than I could afford at that point.

Wednesday night, I decided to see if I can get a card again. As soon as I get together $187, it’s back to all free books, all the time.

*sigh*

At least I can do payments.

Eek!

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I notice it’s been a bit since I’ve posted. I’m gonna blame the godawful heat/humidity we’ve been having. I am a delicate flower, so I wilt in the heat. Then I get all red and sweaty. Not too sexy. :-(

Anyways, now that half my audience has been scared, let me go over a few things with you.

Last Tuesday, there were no Hairspray soundtracks in the KC Metro area. NONE. Amazon is bringing mine to me tomorrow. Yay, Amazon!

Friday, when driving home, I noticed a puddle of antifreeze under the car as I was pumping gas. Once again, a hose blew. My uncle towed it and fixed it for me over the weekend. He’s awesome. :-)

One of my best friends finally got to meet Lily tonight. Sadly, she was a bit fussy, but he still thinks she’s pretty darn cute.

Got my hair punched up tonight, so it’s back to being fun. It’s a good thing, because I was getting a tequila sunrise look.

Participated in a garage sale yesterday. Made somewhere around $20, but we weren’t able to take much stuff due to car size. Ah well. I’d like to be in one next spring, when it’s not hideously disgusting outside.

I have “Steal My Kisses” stuck in my head. I wish someone would. Anyways.

I am not actively knitting on anything right now. I think I finally understand all those people who have said “It’s too hot to knit.” I didn’t believe them last year, but last year summer wasn’t so damned hot.

Always have to steal my kisses from you…always have to steal my kisses from you…

Spaz pooped on my favorite Mary Janes on Friday. Devil cat! She spent some Quality Time in the bathroom. About 16 hours worth of QT. Lucky kitty.

Confirmed that there is yarn at Tuesday Morning. Also confirmed that the yarn at Tuesday Morning is crap yarn, such as Lion Brand ribbon yarn and Moonlight Mohair. That said, if you are a Lion Brand afficionado, get your ass down there pronto.

While at Tuesday Morning, I did pick up a little sack that was designed as a play sack so kids can haul around their toys in it. It’s blue with strawberries on it. I’d show you a picture, but I’m way too hot to do anything but sit and type right now. The sack is the perfect size for carrying around a sock! No longer can my yarn, needles and headphones get tangled up in my purse! Hurrah!

Spaz is flat on her back on the linoleum in the kitchen. I think it’s her way of agreeing that it’s damn hot outside.