Thursday, March 30, 2006

dixie is quite the helper


ahh, sleeping as though SHE has been the one cleaning and packing the past two days.

she has, however accomplished the following:
• knocking over garbage bin (twice, resulting in me picking up a broken glass that decided to imbed itself into my finger)
• urinated on TWO blankets

and that's while i've been at home. i'm leaving the house soon and i don't even want to guess what surprises will await my return.

as far as the Operation Remove Rubbish and Clutter (ORRC) goes:
bedroom -- done
abbey's room -- done
living room -- done
dining room -- done (mostly)

what remains?
upstairs tv room
storage closet
kitchen
bathroom
basement
computer room

then after ORRC comes Operation Clean Like a Lunatic.
who wants to play???

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

okay, feeling seriously overwhelmed right now. just realized i have a job interview tomorrow (yay!) but have nothing clean to wear (boo!) and crap to show as a portfolio (bigger boo!) and there are so many bags of trash, boxes of stuff and hampers of laundry that i am losing my mind. FUUUUUUCK.

maybe this is a good time to step out and have a cigarette. how is this house EVER going to be "market" ready?????????????????????????

(number of question marks = level of frustration)

my first commercial!

it's pretty rough, but i think i have a really big chance of winning this contest with my entry!
props to dustin for the heads up.

see? see how far i've gotten?



making a house "ready to sell" really really sucks, esp. when you depend primarily on area businesses supply of old cardboard boxes and it has just rained a lot. so there is not a whole lot i can do without boxes right now. so maybe i'll just dink around online, you know, just for a little while.

and if ANYONE has any boxes they would like to be rid of, let me know!

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

ugh!

moving sucks. for people who are pack-rats, who are NOT clutter-free individuals, who are not in any way neat-freaks, it REALLY REALLY SUCKS. and each time i start the moving/cleaning/packing process, i think to myself "next place i live, i will devote myself to cleaning often to make life easier." but it never actually happens. so, the living room and dining room are clutter free (except for those huge fucking boxes of books and movies to put into storage). what's left?

kitchen
bathroom
computer room
kiddo's room
storage closet
our room
basement
garage

yeah, i'm REALLY glad i just made that list. looking at that list certainly doesn't make me want to put my head through the wall or anything.

what i won't miss about home ownership



that's right. we had a whole clogged pipe situation. which dustin handled with the greatest of ease.



i handled it a different way.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

and this isn't even the FIRST time i've heard of this happening!

TOO FUNNY!

and in the midst of all this shite...

i find that i have the most amazing, wonderful, supportive friends EVER.
don't think that i don't know how lucky i am, because i do.

the times, they are a-chaingin'

i just received a really nice email from my dad.

and after much consideration, dustin and i have decided to sell the house. it'll be an ASSLOAD of work, but the important thing is that we will still have a roof over our heads, abbey will still be a happy, healthy, wonderful kiddo, and dustin and i are doing better than ever. these are the important things to keep in mind.

and you can also bet your ass that if any of you know how to paint, scrub, sand or haul, i'll be calling you for help.

Monday, March 27, 2006

i need ideas, people!

i have vanilla, sugar, flour, eggs, oil, etc.

i lack butter.

what can i make?

(besides a trip to the grocery store.)

well SCREW YOU then!

call received from book place -- looks like they want someone with "more" book publishing experience. (i have none.)
well SCREW YOU. i don't want to be a part of an organization whose only purpose is to fund missionary training -- which i don't agree with anyways.
so THERE. nyah nyah nyah.

*weeping*

but i have an interview on friday at a different place. and besides the fact that they want someone with a degree (i have none except my degree in KICKIN' ASS AND TAKIN' NAMES) i might have a shot with my sparkling personality.

fuck, gotta remember where i left that sparkling personality.

being a girl is tough sometimes

i'm not a really really hairy person, but i have had it pointed out to me that yes, up close, you might be able to see some peach fuzz on my upper lip. when this was pointed out to me more than once, i decided it was time to buy something.



and then it makes you look like this:



but here's the rub: IT DIDN'T FUCKING WORK. so i guess if my goal was to make my skin red and irritated, it worked like a charm! sadly, i still have a bit of fuzz.

and that hissing noise? why, that's the sound of my self-respect, making a hasty retreat.

another day, another five job applications

that's right, i'm applying for five (5) jobs at the u of m. none of which have anything to do with my current field, but what the hell do i care?

and another place called me for a possible interview, so i need all available fingers crossed. no, really, i do.

Sunday, March 26, 2006

is there something wrong with me?

because i'm wondering. because everyone in the free goddamn world likes "desperate housewives," and you know what? i don't think i really like it. teri hatcher looks like the joker. in fact, everyone except felicity huffman looks pulled taut, wth the exception of eva longoria, and that's only b/c she's a biscuit older than i am.
however my main gripe isn't that they are all botoxed. i just don't ...get it. maybe i should just be really glad that there is anything on tv that is not reality tv at this point. maybe there are very wealthy housewives who feel as though they have been forgotten by the entertainment industry, and this is their outlet, their voice.
then again i just watched disc 1 of 2 of "newlyweds," so who the hell am i to talk?

here are some pictures from this weekend. good times all around.


here is dustin playing with (getting ass kicked by) some kiddos.


my usual quest to find a way to take a picture where my eyes are actually open.


my two older sisters and i doing our best "charlie's angels."