SAVE ME....Please God Save Me......
Phil is making me watch Team America. It is a long ass movie that had a few good laughs. But in the end, I am glad I had my laptop to keep me busy. Don't get me wrong, I loved me some first Season of Southpark. I thought the full length movie was genius at times. Now I just think that they have run out of funny. They spend so much time TRYING to be funny, that they just miss the point.
My biggest laugh here? When that stupid Lisa chick says something about "Its not your fault about the Gorrilas Gary" and I kept remembering Audra's blog. That and when the camers hits the motorcycle and it falls off the road. Phil likes when people get hurt, so he made me watch it and I laughed out loud.
This is why I hate movies. Its not often that both people think something is stupid enough to turn off. One person just gets stuck watching it. Instead, I am off to bed.
Talk about OLD
I sold a computer desk on Craigslist. They came over today. She brought 2 friends to help her load it into the truck. They were probably college students. I am thinking 20-22 years old. They had to wrap it in plastic because it was raining. I left them alone in the room when they did that. I heard some giggles and slowly sauntered by the room. They were in my eBay holding room, where all the boxes were. When I walked by, the guy was holding up a Boy George book. It was in the "maybe to sell" pile.
I AM 32. Boy George was popular when I was 11. I loved him like these people loved N*Sync. We also pulled out my Duran Duran, Thompson Twins, Cyndi Lauper, INXS, and Whitesnake posters. I got a good giggle and they were like kids in a thrift store. Everything is more of a novelty than anything.
It still made me feel old.
Sadly Enough....
Phil and I have become "that couple". I dyed my hair this week and he didn't notice. AT ALL. I am not talking a touch up. Of course, I also just do reds. But COME ON. It went from a washed out dark red with brown roots to a bright orange red. I bet anyone else who sees me everyday notices. I was so proud. I took last night to dye my hair, paint my toenails and slough off all those nasty scratchy patches on my feet. You know, nasty summer callouses....gross.
Still, nothing. So I told him and he wasn't even slick enough to give me the typical excuses....just nothing. Poop on him.
Hotter than Hell
Well, Not Arizona, but almost.
Its been 99-101 for the past 4 days. Vivienne and I would hurry out in the AM to the post office and one more errand each day. Its that kind of heat where when fat chick (much like myself) go outside, I get those sexy boob sweat spots on my shirt...YUM! Poor Vivienne has to be peeled off the carseat. It sucks.
I hate summer. I hate the humidity, the heat, the opression, the grumpiness, the way clothing shrinks smaller and smaller until 14 year old girls are practically wearing thongs and bandanas.
That reminds me. When I went to the post office on Monday, some *large* woman got out of her car next to me and went inside. But not before I got a good look at her bright blue thong hanging out of her jeans. Lets just say, she was bigger than me. It ok if you choose small underpants (I do so myself)...but keep them to yourself! Eek!
Friggin Fed Ex
I ship a lot of stuff with Amazon and eBay being major pastimes. I know about how much things weigh, approximately how much it costs to send packages, envelopes and big boxes. I also have a good idea where to get the best deals.
I sold a wedding dress that I bought 5 years ago and never wore. It was used when I got it. I sold it for $40 and quoted shipping at $10.50. Someone bought it and I boxed it up. Phil took it to FedEx where the loser behind the counter promptly calculated shipping NOT by measuring the box, but by what was written on the side. It was the box that Vivienne's play kitchen came in. The problem? The dimensions were for the actual kitchen..NOT the box.
Phil points out to this loser 2 TIMES that the dimensions were wrong. He insists they are correct and quotes him $78!!! WTF? So Phil calls me and tell him to march his ass with the box right out of there.
Today, he goes to a different location and promptly sends the thing FedEx for $16.78. Yes, THANK YOU, I know.
This particular location has measured wrong more than one time with me. Once to my advantage, although I told him twice he wasn't getting the right measurements. Losers......I am going to write my complaint letter now. I really get off on these, apparently.
I would not make a good Juror
I am watching all these news reports on John G Roberts. I have received many emails from my activist Democratic friends yelling at me to "Write my Senator!" and "DENY BUSH's CANDIDATE"....but I just don't know.
Is Bush able to pick anyone that NOW, NARAL and Planned Parenthood
wouldn't freak about? Would he even be able to find that person? I also wonder that if Sandra Day O'conner was nominated now, would she have been selected?
I am scared and concerned over the possible reversal of Roe V Wade. I am terrified of what kind of place America will be when she is older. Will she be able to make her own financial and health decisions? Will the government decide all these for her? Will she be able to get health care if she chooses to have it, or will some middle aged white man tell her no?
I am sick in thinking about this, but there is no guarantee that it will be reversed. I don't know much about John G Roberts. Although, I will say that I don't trust people who name everyone in their family after the first letter in their own name (John, Jack, Jane and Josie). Its creepy, uber-Christian and weird.
True, Its funny AND true,
Metal Sada Matuski - doesn't have the same tone, huh?
Your Japanese Name Is... |
Sada Matsuki
|
Now THAT makes sense....
| In a Past Life... |
You Were: A Forlorn Priest.
Where You Lived: Austria.
How You Died: The Plague. |
Too Much To Do
I have so much to do that I am just shutting down. I hate when this happens. I haven't yet unpacked all the boxes. I almost figure anything that is not out we simply don't need, right? There are so many toys, I just don't know what to do with them all. AND my mom is bringing over this play kitchen for Vivienne this weekend. The thing is 5 feet by 5 feet. Its HUGE. Where will this go? No idea.
I have packed up a giant box of stuffed animals to give away or sell on eBay. I usually leave tags on if they are "passing through" my house and not a favorite or sentimental toy that stays forever. So I have some cute bears and such to sell. I also found an old box of my stuff that I felt the need to keep 6 years ago. Yep, all those things are going, too. Its just unreal.
Phil and I went from a house with a giant attic to one without much space at all. At least, none of it is easily accessible. So we have 3 rooms we are using as crap storage until we have time to go through it all and toss it or rebox. My goal is only to have a handful of boxes with majorly important keepsakes. All the rest is outta here.
I am back and proud
There sure is a lot of stuff that passes through my mind and becomes an upcoming blog entry. Its just too bad I forget them when my fingers kit the keyboard. I am just going to start a little list and maybe revisit some things later:
1. I should really look into getting my cat box patented. I deserve too. I was one of those people that called my animals my children --- until I actually had a kid. Now I see them as pets I love a lot, but animals that live in my house nonetheless. Today, as I was removing the caulk strip from the interior of the litter box, as I was scraping out the nauseatingly gross ammonia darkened litter and getting ready to re-caulk after I scrubbed it clean, I realized how much I do for these creatures. I simply don't deserve a daily gift of poop pile on the floor. What's worse is that I am relieved that the poop is solid and easily picked up with tissue. It wasn't that way with Griffon. It was more like mousse and never got better. Now, don't you wish I blogged more often?
2. I am trying to my best to dig out from under this horrendous pile of crap we call the 'eBay pile'. I am sure it will take me a year to get all this crap out. I just got a new desk off Craiglist that doubles my desk space. So that is step in the right direction. Its big, ugly and takes up too much space. But it sure beats spending $500 on the one I really want right now.
3. Gutter people suck. Contractors suck and so does The City of Richmond. We got a notice that the alley behind our old house needs to be mowed because our weeds are too tall and the trash pile is too big. Well, we aren't the owners anymore..so SUCK IT. Phil went and removed any large items that we left and the trashmen didn't pick up. But we aren't mowing weeds at a house we don't pay for anymore. Geesh! Also, these people left a flyer about doing gutters in my neighborhood and how they would come by the next day if you left this flyer on your door. I went to lunch and came back and there was no flyer and my gutters weren't clean. Jerks..they just opted out!!
Well, thats all for now.
M
