I really just have nothing to say…. thats all September 2, 2009

I’m not like ignoring you guys or anything, I’m just finding that I lack anything of interest to talk about.

Since deciding to sell my truck I’ve had only one person call about it and he wanted us to fix it before we sold it to him. Apparently the whole ’selling as is to get rid of it’ thing got lost in translation altho I’m not sure how honestly because thats what it said in the ad….

Jarell will be leaving roughly around the 14th to go to Virginia for a month or so. I will most likely be completely vehicleless during that time because his brothers are going to need our truck (which is technically a business truck) for a job over in Kansas. I can’t even begin to explain how ecstatic I am over that proposition right now- a whole month all by myself with absolutely no transportation? Yay me! I’m practically crying tears of joy….. or not

That added to the fact that Jarell will be gone just makes me really sad.

On a higher note Halloween is on its way coming faster than the speed of light so theres that to look forward to. I’m working on my costume here and there- procrastinating and puting off stuff that I need to do for my sister in law’s ren fest costume that needs to be finished by this weekend when the faire starts. If you’ve been around this blog for awhile then you know how much I enjoy Halloween. In fact by this time last year (give or take a few weeks) I was already getting started on decorations to keep me busy while Jarell went out of town to Oregon and the year before I was trying to keep busy while he was in Pennsylvania and Washington for almost 3 months. I’m getting pretty good at finding ways to keep busy while he’s gone but this time will be harder because I won’t be able to go anywhere. The idea has been tossed about that I might be able to drive my brother in law’s little Sunfire while he has our truck but I can’t help but shudder a bit at that thought… because he has a tendency to drive the ugliest little piece of crap cars and then have minor fender benders in them so that they’re all banged up as well. I guess beggars can’t be choosers tho and I’d really rather not be stuck completely.

Sorry this is such a downer of a post- I feel like I’m lacking something important in my life right now but I can’t quite pinpoint what it is. Oh well I’m off to spread the joy somewhere else….

Sometimes I think I should twitter June 26, 2009

I have such random inspirations sometimes that I think I would be better at it.

So todays post will be random

My nose runs like crazy in the summer time. Why? not allergies. Rather because my husband keeps our house like an ice box. Seriously cold. And I understand- truly I do- that when he comes in hot and sweaty from working in the 90 plus temps (with a heat index of 105 or more) that nothing feels better than a refrigerator washed down with a nice powerade. I just haven’t figured out how to make myself a little oven to hide from all the cold yet. Its a family thing too- his next older brother is the same way and when I used to hang out with him and my ex I’d bring a sweater or light winter jacket. I feel bad for my poor SIL who lives with him cuz she gets even colder than I do.

I already mentioned this on my facebook so if you’re reading this there deal with it… I mean I’m sorry. Theres a road not far from here that I pass from time to time when taking the scenic route to town. It has a sign for a cemetery and funeral home. The name of the road? Slaughter. So I’m wondering if anyone else finds that slightly wrong. I mean I really want to have my (nonexistent) will say when my time comes just take me to Slaughter Road.

I’m sitting on my couch typing this on my laptop and for some reason my hair is in pigtails. Hows that for random? I went to put my hair up and for some reason my hands formed pigtails instead of one big ponytail. Who knows how my mind works sometimes.

Last night I decided I wanted to make a dress. So I dug for awhile in my fabric stash until I came to some orange and white gingham fabric. I know some of you are cringeing but you’ll see- it will be alright. I laid it out with the pattern and spent an hour last night on my living room floor cutting it out. I have a bit more to do today, and then I’ll start sewing. I’m picturing wearing this dress (a swingy wrap dress from a McCalls pattern) with a turquoise or red headband and large swingy earrings for our 4th of July get together next week.(I’m making the red one)

The heat has been horrendous here. Fortunately there hasn’t been much going on so Jarell has been able to just chill at home. We spent yesterday lounging on the couches. He watched old sci fi movies on tv while I spent time playing on the internet.

I want to go outside and play in my garden but the heat is getting to me. I dug up a good sized batch of new potatoes the day before yesterday and today my goal is to get the rest of the patch harvested because bugs have killed off my plants. I don’t mind too much tho because I can then have that spot for more veggies. Jarell will probably have a heart attack tho…. shhh don’t tell him yet

My wii fit age yesterday was 21. I was like “sweet!” today- 28. I can’t keep up with this stuff.

I’m reading up on dreams and having a lot of fun with that. What better way to waste time in the summer, right? and aparently all my dreams that my fish are dead or skeletonized and dying? It means that my creative side is not being taken care of. So thats why I’m making a dress.

Enough randomness for now folks

Body Snatchers April 2, 2009

If you head over to Dana’s and read down a ways you’ll see a post about missing body parts. I must confess that even as young as I am (just 23) I have experienced similar problems. My once svelte body has been switched with a chubby little woman who has a round little Buddha belly instead of the 36 inch waist that she was used to. And when I say 36 inches, I mean at the just above the hip line where I wear my jeans- not at the true waist where  you’re supposed to measure and its higher up and therefore skinnier. So you can imagine my chagrine when I measured my waist recently at the high spot and it was more than the low spot used to be.  Cuz I have a dunlap tire around my waist here guys and that did not please me. I decided at that point that it was high time I finally did something about it instead of just complaining. So I started drinking these green smoothies that aren’t actually green but they’re good for me I guess with all the veggies and fruits and what have you. And I started doing yoga. Seriously every morning I get up and do a half hour workout.

When I started all of this, I was sceptical. I hate exercising because I always get bored with it and I never see enough results to feel the effort was worth it. Plus, that elusive and mythical endorphin rush that everyone says comes with a good workout? Thats similar to the high you get from good sex or really good chocolate? I didn’t believe in it because it had never EVER happened. All I ever felt at the end of a workout was relief that it was over and dread that I was going to have to do it again soon. Well thats all been different since I started this yoga stint. I get up in the morning and am excited (Seriously!) to be doing my yoga. I get done and feel this delicious all over feeling of… well its kinda like my entire body is saying “Sweet mother of god YES!” just like it does after good sex or really good chocolate. “Huh” I said to my husband the other day (after the good sex), “Thats what I feel like after doing my yoga! I guess that wasn’t a myth after all kinda like the G-Spot. You just gotta work it right and you’ll get there.” He laughed at me but in a good natured way.

And along with all the happy feelings that don’t require men or vibrators or anything else extra, theres the fact that I stepped on my scale yesterday morning and I was down 10 pounds from my starting weight. And I put on a pair of jeans and the dunlap along with its nasty cousins the muffin twins was gone. I haven’t quite lost the pooch yet, but its going away along with the cottage cheesy look to my thighs and butt. My husband enjoys the yoga because he likes to watch moves like extreme forward bends (I can put my head on the floor now) and downward facing dog, plus me setting such a good example with my workout has encouraged him to get back into shape as well so we can strut our stuff on the beach at the family reunion without out fear of having to swim with our shirts (and board shorts for me) on over our swim suits.

The final bonus to all of this is (as I just found) the fact that Netflix has a couple of DVD’s called “Hot Yoga” and “Hot Male Yoga” altho they apparently offer more eye candy than yoga instruction. Ehh, if it will get you started, why not give it a shot? *grins*

So I’m fighting back against the body snatchers and I guess I just wanted to share that with you guys.

Eeep! January 20, 2009

My husband just stopped by and as he was leaving (After telling me I looked sexy in my worn out old pj’s- my man back off!) He said, “I just came down here to get some protection cuz that grinding is killing my ears.” Now you know what I had to say, right? “Hows a condom gonna help your ears?” And no- I didn’t manage to say it with a straight face because he was already grinning knowing I’d have some smart remark to make about his choice of words. “Very funny smarty-ass,” was all he had to say. Score one more for Melissa!

Life November 6, 2008

Well I’m sure some of you must have been wondering if I had gone “gently into that good night” but the answer is no. I’ve just been busy.

This year has been one of those years where the giant batting machine of life has been pitching non-stop curve balls at us and it seems that just as soon as we knock one outta the park the next one is there ready to hit us in the face if we’re not careful. The most recent being our septic tank not draining properly and the cleanout pipe in our basement… overflowing. Yeah how disgusting and puke-worthy is that?

So we’ve been cleaning up after that mess in our basement and Jarell has been working on finishing a couple of .22’s he bought. They are the most beautiful things I’ve seen despite the fact that they are guns because of the amazing stocks he bought for them. They’re laminate or something like that in varying colors- one is pink, purple, blue, and green and the other is brown, green, black, and blue. The colors vary at different layers making for an absolutely amazing gun stock and I know this sounds silly, but I think they’re beautiful.

In this area and with car restoration my husband is an artist. The big burly guy that he is, he matches colors and styles so beautifully that you can’t help but admit that even something like a gun is a work of art. He has similar wonderful taste for our house helping me to create a space that is warm and inviting without being overly masculine or feminine- just comfortable and lovely. Yeah I really got the pick of the litter (and with 13 siblings, it almost IS a litter).  So if I’m absent a bit, just understand that I’m reveling in having my darling dearest home and here underfoot around the house. Tomorrow we go to take our three female dogs to get spayed (Yee haw) and then next week I’m sure he’ll be back to work and I’ll be back here.

For now I’m off to make some breakfast.

Things that make me smile August 23, 2008

Someone found my blog by looking up “pee on” Well yes there is a post here about the time I got stung by a jellyfish and my sister in law said “Just let him pee on your leg- that will make it feel better.” Oddly enough this is not the first time someone has found me by looking up something about peeing on someone’s leg.

The song the Hampster Dance. When I was about 12 or so and the internet at home was still a relative novelty my dad called me into his office one night “Melissa c’mere you gotta see this” and there on the screen were dozens of dancing hampsters and my dad was smiling like a little kid. How can that not be a happy memory?

My dogs especially Pepper are sweet and crazy funny animals. Pepper has this look I call the “Hush Puppy” look because her lips curl up on her teeth when she closes her mouth so that she looks like the puppet from Lambchops Playalong. I don’t have a picture because she only does it when I don’t have a camera on me. She along with Tinkerbell, Lily, Pugsly, and Missy are the current doggie owners of my heart.

Pepper my sweet dog- about a 4 month old picture so she

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My husband. He just makes me smile in general. Last night he went to bed before I could get the clean sheets on the bed and was a bit disgruntled when I woke him up to put them on until he felt the new 400 thread count sateen cotton sheet that was under him. He was a much less grumpy bear after that and I had to laugh at him because sometimes you just do.

My inlaws current laundry set up.

Warm weather washer

Its amazing how sometimes you don’t miss it till its gone. In this case its a washer. Ours was out for a long time and we finally got it back as my inlaws started a remodel thats been in the works and needed for 4 years now. My MIL needed to do laundry and laundry for 6 is hard to do at a laundry mat so this was their solution and it made me grin. See their house is like a 400 thousand plus dollar home and this is like the icing on the cake. She and I laughed about how it made us feel like we were back in Mexico where if they have electric washers, they go outside. Or at least they do in the small town we were in. And forget about electric OR gas dryers.

Having a washer again. Nuff said, right?

My fishies. I can watch them for great lengths of time because they are just so soothing and sweet. Seriously. My angelfish, Toi is especially friendly and it follows me around.