My Blog has Magic Powers

Since my last post I have realized that my blog has magic powers. You see, shortly after reading my post my husband did two things: first, he took all the clothes he wears and moved them into the guest room closet. Second, he then put the toilet paper back on the holder and he hasn't removed it yet.

Now, before you go feeling all sorry for him, he goes into the guest room everyday anyway because that is where his dresser is since all out bedroom furniture wouldn't fit into our room here. And I know that was a nice gesture, but it was not the purpose of my post. I wasn't trying to get him to move out of the closet, I was just telling it like it is. And I admitted that I have faults too. As Wesley quickly pointed out, I have an overnight bag that still has stuff in it from 2 weeks ago. And he's right, no one is perfect. I told him to move his stuff back in the closet, as the guest room closet is for guests, and storage, but he hasn't yet.

Once it was brought to my attention that whatever I complain about in my blog gets resolved, my wheels started turning. I thought about making a list of all the things I would like to have done, or would like changed. I figured that I would just write a post listing them and sit back and watch all the things I don't like change. But then I realized that if everything was how I wanted it, what would I have to write about?

So ultimately I decided that I would just let everyone know that my blog has magic powers. Oh, and complain that now i have to go from room to room to gather the laundry and hope that someone reads this and decides to put his clothes back where they belong.

Monday Randomness

Okay, so technically it is early Tuesday morning, but since I haven't been to sleep yet, we will consider this Monday. I am having some crazy insomnia tonight. It is about 12:30, I am not the least bit tired, and Chance keeps coming into the living room and trying to get up on the couch and lay on my pillow. When I block him he doesn't even bother to get up and lay down on the other side of Daisy. He just goes back and gets up on the bed. Then in a few minutes he will sit up, scratch his ear, shake his head, and start the cycle all over again.

I do have to say that when I have these nights of no sleep, I am especially thankful for the Sleuth channel. Where else can you watch episodes of Law and Order SVU until 2 in the morning? The one thing I don't like is that on every commercial break they are showing the commercial for the SPCA. I totally support adopting animals over buying them from a breeder or pet store. And I am all about doing whatever I can to help out whether it be donating money, or blankets, or towels, or food, or treats, but that darn commercial just make me so sad. When I hear the music I look away, but I always get sucked back in just as they are pulling away from a close up into the eyes of a sad dog. Man, it gets me every time.

So, on a completely different subject, last night I was folding and hanging up all the laundry that I did over the weekend when I had an epiphany. There are two very important things that every couple needs to ensure a happy marriage. Separate closets, and separate sinks in the bathroom. Preferably separate vanities, or better yet, separate bathrooms completely. Before me moved here we had separate closets and that was really nice. Wesley never had any reason to go into my closet and better yet, I never had any reason to go into his. Now we share a closet and it is kind of driving me crazy. I mean, any one who knows me will tell you that I am not one of those people who have to have everything in its place. So there are probably some shoes just thrown in the bottom of the closet and not on the rack. And maybe there is the sporadic shirt that has fallen of the hanger and hasn't been hung back up yet, so you would think that I should be able to look past all of Wesleys closet faults. But I can't. It really burns my nerves that there are at least 3 laundry baskets in various states of fullness with clean socks and tshirts and basketball shorts in them just laying there. They have been accumulating for who knows how long. And it also annoys me that I have to step over his shoes to get to the dirty laundry basket so I can do laundry. And I also have to pick up all the clothes that were tossed in the basket but didn't make it. But I bite my tongue because I really don't want to hear about all my bad habits.

I will spare you the complaints about all the bathroom bad habits. Let just say they are numerous and annoying. But probably my number one is the toilet paper. I like the toilet paper on the holder. Wes prefers it free and perched on top of the holder. Guess he has a thing about holding it in his hands or something. Our entire married lives we have always had a small bathroom with only one sink and only room for one person to get ready at the time. So I can't say from experience that the spacious bathroom with dual sinks is a key to a happy marriage, but I can sure dream about it!

Who says you can't go home

This past Friday my parents came to visit. I drove up to Columbia to pick them up since they couldn't get a flight into Savannah. After I picked them up at the airport and we had a quick lunch, we drove to Sumter, my hometown. We drove around the town for a little bit and of course we had to drive past my childhood home. Every time I go past it, I want to go ring the doorbell and ask if I can walk around.

We were in Sumter for the evening attending a surprise 50th birthday dinner for my moms sister, Linda. I think the party was a success, she looked surprised when she came in. After the party we drove back down to my house. We were all exhausted since we didn't get here until about 12:30. When we finally got up and ready the next day, we went and had lunch at Hudson's before my parents had to be back to the airport. Lunch was great with the exception of the appetizer. We ordered a half bucket of oysters. I am not a huge fan of oysters anyway, but I think every other one we opened had little baby crabs in them. I was so grossed out I could not eat them. I don't think I would do well on one of those reality shows where you have to eat something gross.

Here are my parents at lunch.

Here is a picture of a baby crab in my oyster.

And here is my mom holding up a baby crab covered in mud.

I don't think that I will be eating oysters anytime soon!

Warning - Creepy Alert

Okay, this has got to be one of the creepiest things I have ever seen!! I think that I might have nightmares about this tonight. **Shudder** Look what I stumbled across today:

It is soap molded after dolls hands. Who would want something like that? No, I think the right question is who thinks to make something like that? Talk about a sick mind.

The Fair

So, while I was in Sumter a couple of weeks ago visiting my family, we went to the county fair. Who doesn't like a fair? Where else can you get delicious, if not nutritious, food and grade A people watching? I do have to say that I was completely appalled by one, okay one of many, things while I was there. After the sun went down the temperature probably dropped to I'm guessing 68 degrees. I was wearing capri pants, a short sleeve t-shirt and flip-flops. I was very comfortable walking around. And then I saw it, someone had on a down-filled coat that had fur around the collar. I was shocked! Then the next person had on a zip up fleece jacket! I stood confused for a few minutes. Then I wanted to scream "Who wears fleece when it is almost 70 outside??!!" I guess those brutal Missouri winters have given me a whole new perspective on what is cold and what is comfortable!

Here are some pictures of the fair.

Here is a picture of my cousins and uncle walking around the fair.

Look, an iced tea tent! Have you ever seen such a thing? How cool is that?!

And hellooooo, who doesn't love fried dough??!! Mmmm, you can have a heart attack any way you like it.

And here it is, the only real reason to go to the fair and fight the multitudes of creepy people, the Potato House.

Oh yes folks, we went to the fair two nights in a row, and stopped by the potato house both times. You just cant find french fries like it any where else. Yummy!

Here is a picture of Ashley enjoying her fries.

Just look at all that yummy goodness!! Wow, I just can't wait for next year so I can get some more!

Wordless Wednesday

Well, almost wordless. Doesn't this look like fun?

It's this big arts and crafts show in Savannah in November that has all handmade Christmas stuff. I am so going and I can't wait!

Working for the Man

I have decided that I don't want to work for "the man" anymore. I have been on an extended vacation for the last 4 1/2 months and I really don't want to go back to cubicle hell any time soon. If you can't tell, I had an interview yesterday. I have decided that I would rather go to the dentist and have him fill a cavity without Novocaine rather than go to another interview. It is not like this interview was particularly painful, in fact she was really nice, I just don't like interviews in general. I hate being focused on and nitpicked and all that. It just really makes me feel uncomfortable.


I think during this time I have had off I realized how much I want to start my own business. I know that having your own business is very time consuming and extremely exhausting but I also think it would be really gratifying and fun. I want to do what I want to do, I want to work hard for ME because I know that I will appreciate my hard work, and I want to be able to make the decisions that need to be made instead of shaking my head about the decisions that someone else made, but that I have to implement.

So, you ask, what kind of business do I want to have? Well, I. DON"T. KNOW.

For the last several years I really thought that I wanted to open a little bakery that just specialized in cupcakes and had some light sandwiches and salads and such for lunch. But now I am second guessing myself. I have questions like: Is this even a viable business plan? Should I offer cakes? What about other desserts like pies, brownies, cookies? Don't you need a variety? How many choices is too many? Where do I open the business? Where will I get the most traffic? My head is spinning!

Last week I thought that I would look into taking a cake decorating class to prepare for my future business venture. I noticed that the local technical college was offering classes so I quickly went to their website to check it out. It sounded like a great class because they are supposed to teach you everything from what type of cake pan to use for certain cakes to what type of decorating tip to use when frosting those cakes. Then I saw that they wanted $320!! That wouldn't be too bad, but you also had to make and bring in your own cakes and frosting. For $320 don't you think they could provide something???