...i accidentally swore twice today!
i know. i can't believe i did it either. and even on sunday.
story: i was making dinner and needed something from the top of the pantry. as i was pulling it off....keep in mind i am short and on my tippy toes...about ready to give myself a charlie horse in my foot...a glass bottle...which was full...decided to come with the item i was getting. so, brace yourselves, here comes the first one.....i said "sh*t"...because i thought it was going to fall and break and that i would then be cleaning up a horrible mess.
well, guess what. it didn't break. no, rather it decided to land on my foot. so, here comes the second "sh*t. but, i put on my big girl pants and only cried a little.
now, my big toe...is really my BIG toe!!!!
lesson to learn (since it is sunday and all): grab a stool next time!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
unlucky, lucky, luck
i found this new blog: Knock Off Wood. i love it!
unlucky because i don't have time, money or tools to do some of the projects she demonstrates.
lucky because i get to dream about what my house could look like someday with the furniture i COULD build.
luck: maybe my hubby will look at it and get some desire and inspiration to buy some tools for him....i mean me...sshh...don't tell! (most of the stuff she has on her blog you can do without a husband)
unlucky because i don't have time, money or tools to do some of the projects she demonstrates.
lucky because i get to dream about what my house could look like someday with the furniture i COULD build.
luck: maybe my hubby will look at it and get some desire and inspiration to buy some tools for him....i mean me...sshh...don't tell! (most of the stuff she has on her blog you can do without a husband)
Monday, January 18, 2010
not a smart woman....
Winkflash is having another one of their awesome flat rate book sales. so, being the SMART woman that i am decided i need to get my pages done so i can order one. i do one book per year, and only had 44 completed pages for the year 2009 (need/want 100). ummm...okay that ONLY makes 56 pages to do in less than two weeks.
call me stupid right now. go ahead. really. i won't mind.
my wrists hate me right now too. carpal tunnel here i come!
call me stupid right now. go ahead. really. i won't mind.
my wrists hate me right now too. carpal tunnel here i come!
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
cleaning, a bit at a time
i am finally winding down for the holiday rush and chaos and slowly starting to feel bored and unproductive.
what to do?
projects.....yes, projects....too many to decide from....the ones i really want to do, still need to earn the moolah for (budget recovering from the "christmas crash"). rats!
now what?
exercise. yes, exercise. that makes me feel better....but can't do that ALL day!
cleaning? yes, cleaning...i told you i was bored. i consider myself a clean person and i consider my house to be in order most of the time. it isn't that we don't make messes, i am just paranoid about cleaning. but, i noticed the other day that my house needs deep cleaning. overwhelming! yes....overwhelming! not anymore. i decided that i would do one thing everyday...well of course i still have to do the usual chores...i am talking only one thing to deep clean. so, here it goes. join me if you would like:
monday: closets (kids' old clothes and toys...D.I.)
wow, i now have tons of hangers!
tuesday: sweep and mop all bathroom floors
wednesday: scour all bathrooms
thursday: wipe down all doors
(you'll be surprised how dirty they are if you look close)
friday: wipe down all outlets and switches
saturday: wipe down all baseboards
sunday: enjoy the sweet lemony scent of your cleaner home!
next monday: clean all inside windows and window sills.
...ummm, that is as far as i have decided yet. no, that is not all that needs to be done. just don't want to overwhelm the cleaning part of my brain. it can get overloaded and have a tendency to crash....then, nothing gets done!! been there, done that...don't like it!
what to do?
projects.....yes, projects....too many to decide from....the ones i really want to do, still need to earn the moolah for (budget recovering from the "christmas crash"). rats!
now what?
exercise. yes, exercise. that makes me feel better....but can't do that ALL day!
cleaning? yes, cleaning...i told you i was bored. i consider myself a clean person and i consider my house to be in order most of the time. it isn't that we don't make messes, i am just paranoid about cleaning. but, i noticed the other day that my house needs deep cleaning. overwhelming! yes....overwhelming! not anymore. i decided that i would do one thing everyday...well of course i still have to do the usual chores...i am talking only one thing to deep clean. so, here it goes. join me if you would like:
monday: closets (kids' old clothes and toys...D.I.)
wow, i now have tons of hangers!
tuesday: sweep and mop all bathroom floors
wednesday: scour all bathrooms
thursday: wipe down all doors
(you'll be surprised how dirty they are if you look close)
friday: wipe down all outlets and switches
saturday: wipe down all baseboards
sunday: enjoy the sweet lemony scent of your cleaner home!
next monday: clean all inside windows and window sills.
...ummm, that is as far as i have decided yet. no, that is not all that needs to be done. just don't want to overwhelm the cleaning part of my brain. it can get overloaded and have a tendency to crash....then, nothing gets done!! been there, done that...don't like it!
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
"Twas the week after Christmas
My friend sent this to me in an email. Thought it was too cute and TRUE not to share!
Twas the Week After Christmas
(Author Unknown)
Twas the Week After Christmas
(Author Unknown)
'Twas the week after Christmas, and all through the house
Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.
The cookies I'd nibble, the eggnog I'd taste
All the holiday parties had gone to my waist.
When I got on the scales, there arose such a number!
When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).
I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;
The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared...
The sweets and the fudge, the bread and the cheese
And the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please."
As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt
And prepared once again to battle the dirt...
I said to myself, as I only can "You can't spend a winter dressed like a man!"
So...away with the last of the sour cream dip,
Get rid of the cookies, every cracker and chip.
Every last bit of food that I like must be banished
'Till all the additional ounces have vanished.
I won't have a cookie, not even a lick,
I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
I won't have hot biscuits, or cornbread, or pie,
I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.
I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore...
But isn't that what January is for?
Unable to giggle, no longer a riot
Happy New Years to All and to All a Good Diet
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Santa is exhausted!
This Christmas was going to be perfect!
And I was greatly anticipating it!
Christmas Eve:
We spent with my family. My favorite part about this is the gourmet dinner my dad always cooks...this year...steak and lobster tail. yummy!
My next favorite part and most fondest childhood memory is Santa Claus coming that night. I grew up in an extremely small town and Santa goes around to each home in town and gives everyone a small bag with peanuts, candy and an orange. This is the last chance for each child to make sure Santa has was they want packed in his sled. He then proceeds to tell them they better hurry to bed because the sleigh is packed and the reindeer are ready. It capitalizes the excitement of his arrival the next morning!
And I was greatly anticipating it!
Christmas Eve:
We spent with my family. My favorite part about this is the gourmet dinner my dad always cooks...this year...steak and lobster tail. yummy!
My next favorite part and most fondest childhood memory is Santa Claus coming that night. I grew up in an extremely small town and Santa goes around to each home in town and gives everyone a small bag with peanuts, candy and an orange. This is the last chance for each child to make sure Santa has was they want packed in his sled. He then proceeds to tell them they better hurry to bed because the sleigh is packed and the reindeer are ready. It capitalizes the excitement of his arrival the next morning!
So proud of her! She is terrified of the man in the red suit!
My dad (grandpa) made each grandchild a heirloom this year.
My dad (grandpa) made each grandchild a heirloom this year.
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