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Still adjusting to living in an actual house…

Tuesday, July 3rd, 2007

PPPI’m still having trouble getting used to being in a larger home. I’ve grown up in a rather narrow apartment for nearly my entire life so finally being in an actual HOME is something that I’m still having trouble getting used to. When you walk into this house you’re greeted with a huge living room, open floor plan so you can basically see straight into the kitchen and down the rather long hallway you’re greeted by three gracious sized bedrooms that are all being under utilized, organizational wise.

The living room really doesn’t have much in it furniture wise, it’s just not setup in a way that I would personally do myself. If I owned this house, the first thing I’d drop money on is a sectional because there’s only one three seater and a lounge chair in the living room. It really does need some more seating and having huge sectional sofas in that room could easily seat 10 people very comfortably with plenty of room to spare. I’m also factoring in that we can have up to 4 house guests at a time here so having plenty of room for them to sleep without having to pull out large uncomfortable beds would be a rather productive way of spending some money.

Another room that is in dire need of an update is the new office. I know that I’ve recently purchased some new office furniture for myself but this room is kind of thrown around in a rather strange manor. Then again, this is coming from someone who sees the importance in everything being organized and matching. We’ve got two completely different desks, chairs, and even just setups in general and while it’s important to be unique it’s also smart to utilized the space you’re in properly or it’s just going to be complete chaos. Since Sean and I are in here on a 10+ hour daily basis, the clutter can be a bit overwhelming. In the future things will change around. I can tell you that for sure, I just need to get myself down to a furniture store.

I give up…

Sunday, July 1st, 2007

Nothing happened between my last post and now to give me any kind of inspiration for a July theme, as far as I’m concerned (at this point in time) there won’t be a change. Maybe something will trigger me in upcoming days, I know there’s a holiday around the corner, but I’m heavily doubting it at this point.

I have emails up the wazoo with bitchy people asking stupid questions. I’m not sure how but WordPress was bombed with spam that took me about a half hour of going through PHPmyADMIN just to delete and I’m craving coffee right now to keep me awake even though it’s after 3am and I should just go curl up with Sean and crash for the night, he’s been knocked out since 11:30 this evening!

I was going to barbecue tonight because I had a craving for smoked sausage and rice with basil but since I’m the only one in the house who eats rice, I was going to make baked potatoes for everyone else. The potatoes we have are not only too small to make a REAL baked potato,¬† but they’d also been on the counter for almost two weeks and were starting to root themselves to the bag. Needless to say, I needed to go to the store to pick up some more potatoes. After I’d told Sean about this he offered to just go pick up something for dinner and we wound up at Bona Pizza, he loves them – I hate them. So instead of eating nasty pizza, I had a calzone. Now, in NY calzones don’t come in two freaking sizes so I should have known right then and there that this was going to be interesting. I figured okay, the large so I’ll have something to eat tomorrow night. Little did I know they make their calzones almost the same way one would make a stromboli. Fold a pizza in half and throw some extra cheese in. So now I’m sitting there with my LARGE pie folded in half that’s overstuffed with cheese and sausage. This is not a calzone. Calzones have mozzarella cheese, ricotta cheese, ham, salami, pepperoni and sausage – unless you ask for straight cheese naturally. So I was a bit disappointed with dinner considering it had little chunks of sausage and about 10lbs of HORRIBLE cheese thrown in. It didn’t SUCK but even eating about a 1/4 of the thing – I can tell my stomach is going to be screaming at me for the rest of the week while I finish the fucker off. Any true Italian will know, food does NOT go to waste.

I have a taste for things, I grew up in New York so someone telling me that Grotto’s is the absolute best place in the world – I’ll naturally like to beat them senseless with a large trout. A good place in town is Louis, their pizza tastes the most like New York pizza minus the fact that yes, the crust is kind of thin. Sean likes more of a sweet sauce – he grew up in Jersey I wouldn’t expect any less – but he considers himself to be the master of Pizza…when you’re going to marry a New Yorker, your state of mind WILL change. He likes Bona because he basis the good stuff on the crust and theirs, yes, is thicker. It also tastes like straight flower – and not even semolina – what you’re SUPPOSED to cook with. The only place that I can say I enjoy the most, in this entire freaking state, is up in Georgetown they have a place called Bella Capri and when they say Calzone – you get a freaking calzone. Filled with the right stuff, the right AMOUNT of stuff and while their sauce is very bland (straight out of the can kind of bland) they include seasoning on the table so I can adjust it.

Either way, back to my original point; my mind sucks for not having any inspirational thoughts, my computer sucks for not finding me anything good, Google should die, no one in Delaware knows anything about good Italian food, tourists need to be shot considering Karen’s boy-toy was almost run over tonight, Bella and I almost got skunked on her walk tonight, spammers need to get off my back, and I’m freaking exhausted.

END RANT

When’s this humidity going away?

Thursday, June 28th, 2007

The humidity over the course of the last couple days has been close to unreal. The news is telling me that it’s been much worse in Pennsylvania but based on what I’ve heard in the past, the humidity there gets really nasty every summer anyway. The tourists are all kind of piling in down here as well, thankfully even with the humidity there hasn’t been many reported incidents of people not properly taking care of themselves.

Today was an estimated 80% humidity. Now mix that with the 90+ degree weather, naturally it felt like hell was rolling in today. Last night there was a really cool lightening storm that passed through, there’s supposed to be another one tonight as well. I’m unsure of when it’s going to start though. It caused the power to act up yesterday, well the cable mainly, so hopefully I can get some work done before that happens again tonight. I’m a few days behind on things so now I’m working on catching up.¬† :crosses fingers:

Turning in early for a change.

Tuesday, June 26th, 2007

I’ve started to go down my to-do list. I managed to get the bathroom all cleaned up, tomorrow I’ll have to go in there with the vacuum quick to get some dust off of the kick boards but that’s just about it. The toilet has never been cleaner, the tub doesn’t have a funky film on it and the sink doesn’t look as though Sean has ever left his face in it before. Anyone living with a man knows exactly what I’m talking about. The thing I’m still trying to figure out is why men seem to eat toilet paper – the world will never know.

After I completed that we headed downtown in search for a quick meal. I know it was after 2am but he hadn’t eaten dinner and I was a little bit hungry myself. We wound up at Sammy’s Kitchen and it’s true when they say the idiots come out at night. One girl was trying to explain to Delaware cops how you can chalk a New York State Photo ID card. A table who came in later decided it was picture day, 2 in the fucking morning put the cameras away!

We sat on the boardwalk for a little while talking, I haven’t really been ‘myself’ lately it seems, but I’ve also got alot going on in my head at the moment between family and just personal shit in general so naturally I’m going to be a little distant. I just need a few days to myself to sort it all out. I figured that while I spend the whole day thinking anyway, maybe I can just do it while I’m cleaning for the next couple of days. Never know, this place may wind up looking showroom new if I can keep up the pace I had tonight on the bathroom.

Tomorrow’s first tackle will be the office, depending on what time Sean wakes up. If he’s not actually IN the office with me it’ll be easier to clean. I need to be able to roll his chair out of the way while I’m vacuuming and it’s not easy to do it while he’s sitting there, you know? His chair is turning into a piece of shit so he bitches when someone leans on the back of it – guess it throws him off balance. Of course he’s surprised when I tell him not to lean on mine, go figure. I also know that if he’s asleep Bella will stay in the room with him so I don’t have to worry about her getting in the way either. There’s something about being in the bedroom when it comes to her. It doesn’t matter who’s sleeping in there – she wants to lay down with you. I could be in that room for 48 hours straight – she’d have no intention of floating around the rest of the house.

Either way it’s pushing 4:30 and in order for me to get up and get started on the rest of my list, I should probably head to bed now.

Lower Slower Delaware

Saturday, June 23rd, 2007

A lot of interesting things go on in this town. So much so that I seriously wish I had some kind of a Spy Camera just so I could get this all on tape and make millions of dollars selling the footage to America’s Dumbest Citizens and Pets.

#1 – Just tonight a neighbors dogs managed to get themselves out of the house and oddly enough, no one was looking for them. We’ve met them both before so part of me assumes that they remember our scent. Sean happened to be walking Bella up the block when this huge dog approached him with no real concerns at all. They sniffed each other out (Bella and the other dog, not Sean heh) and then her being the bitch she is, kind of smacked him in the face. Of course this isn’t fair because this dog happens to be rather sweet. We were knocking on the door, trying to get the dogs rounded up. All the lights were on, dogs are running wild, I finally hear “We’re not home”. Originally I thought this was Sean until I later found out (after both dogs were let into the back door by Sean) that someone was actually home. If your lights are on, I can see someone moving around, how are you “not home”? ::blinks::

#2 – The other night we were at the beach, this cross-links to my previous “Are you that stupid?” post a few days ago. Some stupid teens decided “Let’s jump on the dune” and it was followed by a year-round police officer (not the ones they call in seasonally) walking up and screaming “Are you that stupid?”. They did a quick comb on the beach and came back to seeing two rather dumb children running onto the beach. I kid you not his dialouge went as follows “I think he’s taking a piss on the sand. Is he taking a piss on the sand? He’s taking a damn piss on the damn sand.” He jumped on his bike (not forgetting his helmet by the way) and peddled over there as fast as his tight-assed bike shorts could take him. He then repeated (to a completely new group of idiots) the wonderful term – say it with me folks – ARE YOU THAT STUPID?

#3 – Another neighbor, husband of the famous “Hot Mom” that Sean more than likely has a crush on (well…her butt mainly) does some strange things at night that I just don’t understand. When he believes everyone to be asleep he’ll come outside for his nighly hit of weed. He’ll then follow it with excessive coughing that could more than likely wake up the whole neighborhood…we all know that the old people get out of bed a lot slower than the young ones – it’s frustrating that they aren’t as chipper as they used to be when they come to the door with a shot-gun screaming “Shut the hell up – will ya? We’re trying to sleep!”. That’s not exactly his ‘strange’ trait though. I’m certain he has a night job but for some reason he comes back to the house about four times a night between Midnight and 6am. Every single time I see the man, however, he doesn’t really feel the need to keep his shirt on. He’s driving a brand new car so obviously there’s air conditioning in it. The windows are typically wide open (even at night) and he loves to show off his farmer arms and pasty white chest.

While I’m not exactly in the South dealing with “Southern Drawl” I am dealing with a lot of people who’s fathers are also legally they’re uncles.

And last but certainly not least:

#4 – A few weeks ago Karen was telling me about someone she works with. Skunks are pretty typical down here, naturally when you’re cutting into their territory to clear land for the 200 homes being put on 5 acres – they’re going to hang around. One night he noticed a rancid stench coming out of the back yard. His kids had just come in from playing and it was getting fairly dark so he was making his final rounds of the evening before closing-up-shop as he put it. He peaks into the backyard where this skunk stench is getting worse. He finds the skunk in the back yard playing with all of the dog toys that the children had left out when they went inside. So now not only do they reak to holy heaven but they have dog like qualities.

Unreal…unfreaking real.

Off to a bad start.

Thursday, June 21st, 2007

Around 8:30am I finally get into the shower and then I sit down on the computer to do a few quick write-ups for clients and notice that 9:30 is fast approaching. I brush my hair out quick, throw the leash on Bella and then walk towards the door. I forget my sun-glasses and quickly turn around, knowing there’s literally no time to spare. The three of us (Sean, Bella and myself respectively) hop in the car and take off towards the groomer.

Upon arrival, I walk in and notice very cute and beautifully groomed pooches laying around in the waiting area. From there, I walk up to the front desk and note that I’m here for my scheduled appointment. They thumb through the book and note that I’m not scheduled with them. I could have sworn I scheduled my appointment with Wizard of Paws – I was wrong. Thankfully it was the good kind of wrong when I saw their pricing – they’re abusing the “Best Groomer in Delaware” popularity by over charging for the smallest things. So they let me know of the two others in the area, asking if either name rings a “Bella”, I wasn’t amused because I knew I was late.

Walking back to the car, Sean notes “Uhm…don’t you need to leave the dog AT the groomer for this to work?” I note that we’re in the wrong place and there’s the possibility of two other groomers that I made my appointment at. Finally we pull into “Dirty Dog” this place sounds familiar, even if the owners at Wizard of Paws notes that they don’t think Dirty Dog is accepting new clients. The stores are labeled, respectively, so I head towards the door that says “Dog Grooming” it’s locked – I’m freaking out until I look down and see the arrow pointing towards the other door. Walking in I’m met by a sweet faced girl in her early twenties and ask if she has a scheduled appointment for Bella S. she gracefully replies “Yep, we’ve been expecting you.”

The rush of the morning has now subsided and I begin filling out all of my information on their new client cards. Bella, at this time, was already in the back room and I could hear her crying which is literally breaking my heart because I know how scared she is when she’s at the groomer. I tell her that I’d like a very short puppy cut, then continue to say that her tail and ears need to be taken care of as well. She notes that Lhasa’s look – strange – without their signature curly tail but I note that it’s one huge mat of fur. She let me know that if she can ‘save the tail’ she will. I’m thinking “as long as you don’t chop it off, just take the mats off it”. I then continue to note that she’s skiddish when a buzzer gets near her face but she will not bite, just make life very difficult. She notes that they’ve dealt with all kinds of temperments and will be fine.

I walk out the door knowing that my precious pooch will no longer be a fluffy puppy…but a bald bitch when I pick her up. Either way she won’t be so easily overheated and I know her hair will always grow back. If this place does well with her, they’re more than likely going to be my new establishment. I finally have a groomer for Bella, I just need to find a hair dresser for myself!

So we get back here and I’m in a rush to get all of the garbage to the curb. I know that the garbage men plus the landscapers will be around very soon and know the garbage men leave the cans in the middle of the yard. Since we all know that the landscapers around here don’t do SHIT – then naturally I’m going to make sure the cans are removed before they get here. Unfortunately it didn’t work out that way and there’s still a patch on the front lawn that’s over-grown, one they could have easily gotten to if the stupid teenager on the back of the garbage truck would just put the can on the curb instead of throwing it onto the grass. BASTARD. I rush off the stairs and put it on the side of the house but I was just too late. I do still hear them floating around so my only hope is that they do another pass in the front yard before they leave. :: crosses fingers ::

These people are something else…

Saturday, June 16th, 2007

I’ve had a rather busy day. So busy to the point that I was unable to get any work done for clients or even myself for that matter.

Last night a letter showed up from the main office of the community stating that our yard was in desperate need of some work. For some god forsaken reason this complex is all about vanity, I’m not sure if it’s based on the fact that there are tourists in the area or what but telling us that we have to garden on our own property because it’s ‘offensive’ is completely beyond me.

I’m aware of the fact that a few things did need to be done, I’m not going to deny this by any means. What others fail to realise, however, is the fact that the three people living here work for a living. We’re not lucky enough to be like 80% of the community and live off our retirement funds. Since it’s against complex rules to use any kind of power tools outside past 7pm (I think) it’s not like we can get home or outside in time to get these things done after working our 9+ hour days. It may be cheap to live in Delaware but that’s because your paycheck is where you live. I’m living off a New York based salery, Karen on the other hand – isn’t that lucky.

A landscaper comes in once a week and does the grounds. You have to pay like $35 some odd dollars each month in order for them to do the trim work. This trim-work, however, more than likely doesn’t include weeding and unfortunately there’s a curse on Karen where no plants seem to be allowed to grow. There’s a lot of greenery out there, however none of it is up to the complex’s oh-so-important standards.

So today I was outside for about five hours, that’s 1/2 of a days work – and nope, won’t be reimburssed for it either. I was running around with the weed wacker just so I could make the old-geezer in the main office happy. They also complained that our barbecue needed to be moved because it ‘appears to be in the neighbors yard’, we were no where near the property line with it. I think it’s just that the gardener couldn’t weasle his fat ass through without having to slow the fuck down. Last I heard, you don’t cut grass doing 30 miles an hour through people’s backyards.

So once that was all said and done I wound up sitting on the porch for a few moments and just taking it all in. I only managed to accomplish the front of the house, there are still 3 more sides to take care of, two of which are rather long. My hands were numb because of the vibration coming off of the weed wacker. My legs were sore from the constant getting up and down, which has also completely KILLED my back. I was filthy, covered in grass shavings and dirt. My hair was all frizzed out from the humidity, I was sweating more than any female should and at that point even ice cold water and a cool breeze couldn’t cool me down. All I wanted to do was take a shower.

I come inside to find more piss on the rug from Princess, wet wee-wee pads from Candy and then I wound up doing some cleaning around the kitchen. By the time I did get around to taking a shower it was after 8pm and Sean and I were heading up to Milford to do some shopping. The Wal-Mart down here is only open until 10pm and I do NOT like being rushed. We left the house after 9pm, got up to Milford and since it was a super center, we managed to get some grocery shopping done as well. We get back here a little after 1am and while I’ve had opportunities to get some work done in the last hour, I don’t have the concentration considering my eyes are starting to cross on me.

I just hope that after we finish up the rest of yard work tomorrow, my eyes will be cooperating with me and I can actually get shit done. :ugh:

I’m going to bed.

Emergency

Saturday, June 2nd, 2007

We were out for quite a bit of time today to come home and find out that one of the dogs is pissing blood. Kay is sure it’s a urinary tract infection because it’s spotty but the problem is that we didn’t know who it was, until Princess squatted. I was relieved to know it wasn’t Bella but at the same time it was bitter sweet because I adore Princess, it’s hard not to love a dog that’s too fat for her own good but so damn cute about everything she does. So now we’re on our way up to Dover to the 24 hour animal hospital in hopes to get a good response. Baby believes it’s internal bleeding because Princess isn’t acting like herself, Kay on the other hand knows that Princess has gotten these infections before and she just needs antibiotics. Either way I hope it’s nothing overly serious or this is really going to suck.

Skip us, Skip Us!

Friday, May 25th, 2007

There’s a pretty nasty warm-front heading this way. Temperatures over the course of this weekend are supposed to soar to the mid-80’s and even the low-90’s in some area’s. I hate weather like this, I consider 70F to be too hot so having it all the way up in the 80’s is beyond absurd for me.

We’re not quite sure as to what’s going on this weekend. Kay finally got a hold of her sister but due to scheduling issues, she more than likely won’t be coming down here for Memorial Day. We were going to head to Wal-mart up in Georgetown to pick up some things but I assume that plan has been changed for a little while. Maybe since Kay has a few extra days off this week we’ll wind up going up there anyway.

I’ve got the TV on in the background. It seems weird watching Boy Meets World again, up until recently I hadn’t seen it for years. It’s just something to have on at this point, there really isn’t much on television at night anymore.

Disappointed. Tired. Confused.

Thursday, May 17th, 2007

The ‘massive storm’ hit around 8pm. I was rather disappointed to find out that everything good went far south of me to Southern Maryland and parts of Virginia, it’s really not fair. I was expecting something good and all it did was water the flowers for me.

Something tells me I’m going to have to give Bella a bath before I go to bed tonight. I really don’t want to but I know after her walk tonight she’s going to be covered in dirt. It only poured for about a half hour but that was long enough to drench everything to the point of mud building up everywhere. Since she seems to enjoy running through the grass more than just being on the street – naturally she’s going to get pretty dirty.

I had to cancel her grooming appointment, for obvious reasons. The vet recommended that if she was really in as much pain as she is that it’s a bad idea to have a groomer hold her down. I was also informed that the groomer chosen for her wasn’t anywhere near the vets personal recommendation list. She said it’s an unclean environment and I should consider another groomer in the area. The problem is, there’s only ONE other groomer and I refuse to drive way out of my way just to get Bella shaved before it gets too hot down here. It almost reached 90?Ǭ?F today so there’s no way in hell that I want her to wait any longer than she has to. The air conditioning in the house is typically turned off every few minutes because someone gets too cold but then you’ve got Bella and the three other dogs laying on the floor panting like all hell. This is why when the rooms get moved around I’m considering a window unit. This way I know it’s going to be cold in here at all times and Bella can get some relief from the heat.

I’m anticipating tomorrow, it’s supposed to be just as warm so it’ll be nice to sit outside and catch some rays while I’m reading. I haven’t relaxed with a book in a while so it’ll be nice to just sit outside and relax for a bit. I have to get some actual work done first though, there’s not much on my list at the moment so it should be an easy day.

Storms-A-Brewin!

Wednesday, May 16th, 2007

I’m rather excited about this evening. According to the weather add-on for Mozilla, I keep getting a Severe Weather Alert popping up for me. There’s a huge storm heading this way and I can’t wait until it hits. I want to hear lots of thunder and see massive bolts of lightening shooting off. I also hope it drops a decent amount of rain considering I haven’t really been able to water my flowers in the last 5 days, I’m sure the seedlings are now starting to die considering it’s very sandy soil down here and there isn’t much moisture to be held around the seeds.

It’s warming up quite a bit outside, it reached about 85?Ǭ?F (29?Ǭ?C) today so I’m assuming that tonights storm is going to be a doozy, I truly can’t wait for it. I did a little bit of tanning today, I got some great color this weekend but it was mainly on my arms since I wore pants all weekend. Tomorrow is definitely shorts day…that’s for sure.

Late, AGAIN!

Sunday, May 6th, 2007

Yet again, I woke up later than anticipated. It’s not as bad as yesterday though. I fell asleep around 5:30 and then I woke up about 1:30. I looked at the ceiling for a while before I finally decided to get out of bed. I haven’t done a lot today, minus email checks, but I’m sure that’ll change over the course of the next couple of hours. I have quite a bit of work to do today and I’m going to have to pull out a notebook in order to keep track of everything.

It’s a beautiful day here in Delmarva. It’s very, very windy but it’s also about 70?Ǭ? so that doesn’t matter too much to me. There isn’t a cloud in the sky so the sun is beating down something fierce. I figure before I start any work, I’ll get my ass in gear with moving the plants around to their new baskets. It rained enough last night to the point that hanging them up is the next step to take. I can’t wait, I just hope I can get some more up there because there are five hooks to fill. I’m a little worried that my plants aren’t going to grow, I’m probably going to make a run this week for some Miracle Grow to spray on the law, there are a few dead patches there anyway, so while I’m feeding the flowers I can feed the grass as well.

Anyone in the Delmarva area throwing out some sod? I could use a strip or two of it…heh.

Date Night in O.C.

Friday, May 4th, 2007

Before I went to sleep the other night, baby and I had a talk about how we don’t spend too much time together. Yesterday I woke up to him saying “Take a shower, we’re going out!”. After getting a few things done around the house, we took a drive down to Ocean City, MD. We had dinner, walked on the boardwalk and just enjoyed our time down there.

I’m not sure how many days it lasts, typically, but we walked into the Springfest. Usually when we go down to OC we don’t have to pay to park, but yesterday was different. Paid $5 and then spent about 4 hours walking on the boardwalk. It’s a five mile stretch but we only did about 2 miles because we kept stopping by all of the little shops there. I kicked his ass in skiball, no matter what he wants to claim. I also did fairly well on a few of their slot machines. It sucks that it was only tokens being shot out of it instead of real money. I’m just itching to get myself back to a real slot machine because both he and I were on FIRE picking up all of those tokens, heh.

I actually kind of like it down in Ocean City, I know that a lot of things aren’t open year round but when things are open it’s nice to be around there. Their pizza is far better than anything you can find in Delaware and as far as ice cream is concerned, they’ve got fairly decent soft serve. I’m a carvel lover but Dumsers Dairyland isn’t that bad.

Yes, I broke my diet but I did walk off quite a bit of it. I had my yogurt and low-fat crackers this morning to try to justify it. I took a smaller portion than usual just so I didn’t feel so guilty. I’m also working on my green tea at the moment too. It’s a gorgeous day so I’ll be out taking a long walk in a little bit anyway.
After we got home last night I wound up going right to sleep. I’m not quite used to falling asleep before midnight, hell – I was knocked out by 11:15 in reality. It felt good to wake up at 8am though. Hopefully I can stay on this schedule which will make it easier to get work in order and what not.

Speaking of work, it’s a little after 9am now so I guess I should start my day.

Morning!

Tuesday, May 1st, 2007

The sun’s finally coming up and I can’t tell you how badly I’d like to be on the boardwalk right now. There’s NOTHING like watching the sun rise over the Atlantic Ocean to get your energy boosted up for the day. Yesterday it was in the 80’s, today it’s only going to be in the low 70’s but there’s a cold front heading this way so I assume that has a lot to do with it. I’ve been wearing shorts for a few days so going outside before I felt as though my toes were going to freeze off. I’m not complaining though, there’s been so much damn heat rolling through here that I’m going to greatly enjoy the week full of low 60’s that’s coming this way.

Ut! It’s 6:30, time to start getting our orders ready for the deli!

Productive Day … me thinks.

Tuesday, May 1st, 2007

I didn’t get to sleep until about 4:30 this afternoon. We were actually pretty busy today. We hung around the house for a while and got some things done outside. He pulled out the weed wacker to do the trim around the house because the landscapers for the community only do what they can get to. Instead of paying some stupid fee each month it’s just easier to do every thing yourself. The hose was tangled so we worked on that, there were two and both of them had gaping holes in them so it’s time to get a new one.

We showered/changed and then headed over to the deli up the block and got ourselves lunch. First we stopped by the groomer so I could ask a few questions but unfortunately they were closed so I think I’ll just have to call tomorrow. I forgot that a lot of places aren’t open on Monday’s. No biggie.

After we ate we were home for a little while and then Baby decided to go to bed, I wasn’t tired enough to follow. I wound up going outside to read and then I realized if I don’t plant something soon, there won’t be any flowers for the season. I know I’m already a bit late but I really don’t care, worse case scenario – if nothing pops up – I’ll just go get some pre-bloomed ones and plant them myself.

Around 4:30 it all caught up with me and I was knocked out. Now it’s a little after 12 and I’m most likely going to be up all night. There’s a big Tuesday thing going on over at PPP so I think I’m going to stick around for that. I think there’s going to be?Ǭ† A LOT of blog posts today because I’m probably going to be up for 24 hours again … heh.

In any event, I’m gonna get my ass in gear. Finish a few templates, get some things off my computer and then figure out what I’m going to do from there. I really, really need to turn the AC on because it’s so warm in here that I’m afraid I’m going to fall back asleep and that would totally screw me up.

Patience

Monday, April 30th, 2007

I’m waiting, rather patiently, for the house to cool down. It’s about 85?Ǭ?F (29?Ǭ?C) right now and I’m literally dying at the moment. I don’t like heat, I never have. Especially when it’s HUMID heat, which is the case today. The air conditioner doesn’t really help much with humidity, sure it cuts down on the heat in the house but you’re still kind of sticking to yourself and that’s the absolute worst feeling in the world.

This chair isn’t helping me much either. It’s over-sized and really holds the heat. Sure, in the winter it’s not that bad when you’re just trying to curl up but in the summer it can be your absolute WORST enemy!