Good Day

Day two of a three day week is almost over! I love holiday weeks. I'm having a good day at work, too. I found out yesterday that we had been given the green light to go ahead with a work blog, aimed at the students and faculty (mostly students) of the college where I work, and I'm very excited about that. I don't know why - it just seems kind of fun to get paid to write a blog. The page is all set up, and it looks just like a page of our school web site, and it's very cool. I think I'll be writing in it either tomorrow or Monday. Neat!

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So, our holiday plans are all made. Tomorrow night J and I are going to go to my sister's house for dinner - not a holiday dinner, just an informal get together. That way we'll get a chance to see my niece, who is coming in from school, and my nephew and his wife and son, who are coming in as well. (Hi Michelle!) I'm glad we're going to get to see everyone. Even if my sister IS making her famous macaroni and cheese, with regular milk and butter, so I won't be able to eat it because of my lactose intolerance. *Insert loud pained sigh here.* But the food isn't the important thing, of course. It's seeing everyone. And maybe she'll surprise me and make me a little bit with Lactaid milk and margarine. Maybe. We'll see. She's good to me, so she'll take care of me one way or the other.

And then on Thursdsay afternoon we're going to go to J's parents' house for the actual Thanksgiving Day dinner. And he e-mailed his sister (who is cooking) about my lactose thing, and she was already on top of it, getting Lactaid for the potatoes, so that I can eat them. That rocks. People are too good to me. I look forward to hanging out with his family for the afternoon - I like them.

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And I'm REALLY looking forward to the long weekend. We'll be hanging up Christmas decorations starting Thursday afternoon, I think, and I'll be hanging out and playing my Sims and working on the baby blanket I'm making for my soon-to-be-born great-niece. I need to get that thing done before the baby is born. (Oh, and Michelle? When is your next little one due again? And do you want a blanket for him or her? :) If so, we can decide on colors when you get closer, if you want.)

And now I'm done writing, I think. So. Bye!

Holiday week Mondays aren't so bad

Day one of a three day week is almost over. Woo! I love short weeks. Today has been a good day, so far, too. Work went well, and now it's almost over. When I leave here I'm going to go to my sister's house for dinner, and that's always fun. I love being able to see her every week (just about). The food is great, but the company is better. She has a great family.

And while I'm at her house, I'm going to ask my brother-in-law for some advice on my car. My check engine light came on a couple of weeks ago, and when I got gas last week, the gas cap was loose, and the gas hose kept clicking off even right after I started pumping (and the tank was almost empty). I finally stopped pumping it when I got to $35, but that only got me to just over 3/4 (also, gas prices suck, but that's an entry for another day). So how do I get all of that air out of my tank so that my check engine light will go back off? Do I fill until it overflows, pushing the air out with it? I have no idea, but he will.

J took his dogs with him to work this morning, because they have to go to the vet this afternoon to get their stitches out (they had lumps removed two weeks ago) - in fact, they're probably there as I'm writing this. And it felt so weird to only have my two dogs at the house this morning when I got up! Freaky weird, like time warped and I was back to a time before J started staying with me. Only his stuff is everywhere, so I know that didn't happen. :) I think the ideal family for us is going to be two dogs and either no cats or only one cat, but right now normal is four and five, respectively, and it feels weird when half of one of those parts is gone. I'll be glad to see his pups tonight.

And okay, I've got to go, so later, taters!

Typical Fall Sunday Afternoon

It's 4:03 and the sun is already setting. I have a pan of blondies in the oven, J is home, the dogs are anxiously awaiting dinner time - it's a normal late fall afternoon here in my house. :) I'm sitting here watching House, and I had a good day. I got stuff done - cleaned the dishes, cleaned off the kitchen counters, stripped and made the bed, went to town and got some kerosene for the space heater, shoveled the snow and slush off the porch steps - and I managed to relax a little bit, too. Really, it's just the way any Sunday should be.

So tomorrow starts the work week, and normally I'd be all bummed, because my free time was about to end (even though I like my job), but this is a three day week, so it's not too bad. :) And even though J is on call all week, he may actually get Thanksgiving Day off (knock on wood), so we're planning on going to his parents' house for dinner (which reminds me, I have to remember to tell my sister that tomorrow when I see her after work). I hope he doesn't get called in - he works so hard, he deserves the day off.

And now I'm going to go to the kitchen to check my blondies, so I'm going to sign off. Bye!

Sneaky Holiday Spirit

J and I just went to Walmart to get groceries, and it was a madhouse in there! Usually by 3:45 it's quieted down, but not today. I guess it's going to be busy now until the holidays are over. Sigh. I hate when Walmart is super busy.

I'll tell you one thing, though, for some reason this trip has put me in the beginning of the holiday mood - well, that combined with the snow on the ground, which is deeper than it was yesterday morning. I don't like it much, but it is necessary to make me feel in the Christmas spirit, and somehow, against my own wishes, that seems to be happening.

I also got the stuff to make chocolate chip cookies, because it's my week to clean at work, and we have to bring in a treat on the weeks when we clean. And it occurs to me that I never wrote about that in here, so a lot of you have no idea what I'm talking about. Well, our office cleaner quit, and instead of replacing him, it was decided that the people in the office could take turns cleaning the office. So once every ten weeks or so I have to take out the trash twice a week and vacuum once a week. And then, for some reason, the person who cleans has to bring in a treat for the rest of the office, which seems completely backward to me, but whatever. I think the company should be bringing in a treat, since we're saving them the cost of a cleaner's salary. But maybe that's just me. Anyway, long story short (too late), I'm bringing in chocolate chip cookies, because that's what I felt like making. And of course I'm going to make stuff for us at home, too, but I'm making us blondies - the same thing, just baked like brownies. So yummy.

And I think the thought of baking is putting me in the holiday spirit, too. Stupid holiday spirit, sneaking up on me like that.

And now I'm off to do something - I don't even know what. Happy Saturday!

Yuck!

That was the view from my window this morning. The first word I spoke today was, "yuck." This picture doesn't really even look that bad, but what you can't see in it is that the snow was all slushy, and there were actually a couple inches of it on the ground - and on the roads - because they hadn't actually gotten around to plowing out where I live. Fun! So it was the first semi-tense driving to work day of the season. Well, I guess it's out of the way, now.

And I need to thank J again for cleaning out the garage this summer, because I did NOT have to clean my car off this morning, for which I am very grateful. In fact, if I had needed to clean it off, I would have been late, because I didn't get up early enough for that. So, thanks J. You rock. :)

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Sarah posted an entry in her blog last night. Her gall bladder is gone, but she had to get transferred to a bigger city hospital, because a stone escaped during the removal process, and today she has to get knocked out, have a tube stuck down her throat and have the thing sucked out. After they find it. Bad gall stone! Causing so much trouble. I hope everything goes well, Sarah - I'm thinking about you.

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I just did my bills for the rest of the month. I'm now depressed. That is all.

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But, on the lighter side, nobody puked as they were walking toward me today, so that was good. :)

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Last night was one of the nights this week that J was actually home, and it was so nice to see him! His job has the craziest hours ever. I love you, J. I'm happy when you're home.

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And I guess that's all for now. I'm going to go do some work and dream of winning the lottery, so I won't be broke anymore and so I can stay home and not have to go to work when it's snowy and gross outside. Later!

Turkey Duck!

In what is fast becoming a holiday tradition, these Thanksgiving duckies are on my desk at work. :) Look at that one on the left! It's a turkey duck! I freaking love it. We have more pilgrims and Indians at home, but these are the two I have here.

I love my holiday duckies. I say we get them for EVERY holiday. :)

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So yesterday I went to the post office after work, and then came home, thinking I was going to be alone all night, because J was going to be at work. But he surprised me by coming home! I was very happy to see him in the driveway when I came up. I love nice surprises like that. So he watched me get all crooked trying to back up into the garage (I do better some days than others with that), and we went in and hung out for a few hours before he had to shower and go back to work. I didn't get to see him for long, but it was so nice to see him that I didn't even care how long it was for. I miss him when he's not there.

And now that I've gotten all schmaltzy.. :) I'll stop.

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I noticed in the above two paragraphs that I was saying I loved things a lot. That means I'm having a good day. When I'm having a bad day, I'll say I hate things a lot, especially when I'm writing in my personal, not online journal. It's a clear indicator to me that my mood is NOT good. Then I usually stop writing about whatever is making me say hate a lot, and move on. My day can't get better if I'm focusing on negative stuff, after all.

And wow, was that Pollyanna enough? Man. There is such a thing as being too happy! :) Or maybe not.

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And wow, this entry is all over the place, isn't it? It's a fun ride through my head sometimes.

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I've had a slower than usual day at work today, which has left me plenty of time for my mind to wander, and what has it wandered to? The Sims. Specifically the one family that I play all the time. Obsession is a fun thing. But I've figured out a perfect storyline for the current generation, so it's okay. Now I just wish I could be home playing it all the time!

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This morning I was in the bathroom getting ready for work, when J's dog, Rosebud, came walking toward me with that "love me " look on her face. So I called her name, and was going to pet her, when she stopped in the doorway and puked up a big pile of water. Um, thanks? I love you too! Silly dog.

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And okay, now I'm out of things to say. So. Later! (And Sarah, I hope you're feeling better.)

Sarah, and Oh Brother

When I got to work this morning, I had an e-mail from Sarah that she was getting her gall bladder removed today. :( Get well soon, Sarah. I hope everything goes well and you're back to feeling healthy again quickly. (And readers? She would probably love some get well comments in her blog when she gets back home. Hint hint.) :)

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So. I think I probably wrote about my brother moving back to this area this summer. Right? If not, well, my brother, who I love dearly but who has multiple problems, wore out his welcome in West Virginia, so he moved back to this area. He told me he was going to rehab, and then like a month later he calls and says he's living with some woman he met online, in a town about an hour and a half from where I live. Sigh. Fun.

Well, anyway, I haven't heard too much from him since then, which really is the way I prefer it, so I'm happy with that. But now? I'm getting calls from his creditors. HIS creditors are calling MY house looking for him. Why in the world did he give them my number? Well, I guess if they're calling me, at least he's not being bothered by them, and in the meantime, he's still driving around the truck that they probably want to repossess. He's no fool. And I don't even have his phone number to give them, and believe me if I had it, I WOULD give it to them.

I always did tell Mom she should only have had me and my sister, and sent the boys back.

Lots of Stuff

I felt like I got an absolute crappy night of sleep last night. I kept waking up, and I had this dream or something going on for what felt like the whole night, and I don't remember it at all, except that it was annoying and I felt like it was keeping me from getting any good quality sleep. I woke up this morning and felt like I wanted to sleep for at least two more hours. And then I remembered that J hadn't gotten home from work to drop into bed until about 11:30, and then he had to get back up at 4:30 to get ready to go back to work. So I shut up and got out of bed. :)

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We just drew for our Secret Santa person at work. Agghh! Didn't I say I wasn't ready for this stuff? Man. I need to start playing the lottery. Not that the Secret Santa thing is expensive, but I have other people to buy for, too. Sigh. Holidays schmolidays.

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So, I got on the scale yesterday morning, and I'm down five pounds somehow. I'm not sure how, because I'm still eating junk food. I am, however, doing better at getting in an apple a day, and that takes the place of one of my daily snacks. So I'm increasing my good food by a small margin, and reducing my bad food by a very small margin. You wouldn't think that would be enough to equal a five pound loss, but what the heck - I'll take it.

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My wrist is feeling a bit better today. It's still a little achy, but not bad at all. So I guess I'm clear to get back to working on that baby blanket for my nephew's baby, who is being born at the end of December. I've been sucking at getting projects done lately, but I have to get the baby gifts done. The babies need the cute homemade stuff! They just do! :)

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And that's all I can think of to say for today. Aren't you glad I'm doing this post every day in November thing? :) Later, gators!

Not Ready for Christmas Yet!

Did anyone else notice that the Grinch (the cartoon, not the movie) was on TBS last night? I love that cartoon a lot, and I watched most of it, but it's just way too early! I know, Christmas is only six weeks from today (gulp), but I'm in denial about that. I'm broke, and I have no idea how I'm going to get all of my Christmas shopping done, so I'm trying to make believe that it's still months and months away. Sigh. I really hate being broke all the time. Hate. Loath. Ugh.

That being said, I somehow managed to have $35 left after I pay bills this month, so I went online to buy myself The Sims 2 Teen Style Stuff, and I only needed to spend $9 more to get free shipping, so I bought J a Christmas present. So J, when you read this? If I haven't told you already, I'm telling you now - don't look at your wish list. :) Thanks.

What I got him isn't much, but it's something he'll like, and at least I have something bought for someone for Christmas. Because no matter how much I wish it wasn't, time is speeding by, and that holiday will be here before I know it.

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So. Last night I was scooping cat litter, and I wrenched my wrist enough to aggravate my carpal tunnel (or whatever I have in my wrist - I have never been to a doctor to have it diagnosed). I know from past experience that the way to get it to feel better is to keep it straight as much as possible, and to have it supported when I'm on the computer, both on the mouse and the keyboard. So I'm doing those things, and it's already feeling better, but it just doesn't seem right to injure myself scooping cat litter, of all things. I'd much rather be doing something fun, like playing the Sims or crocheting or, I don't know, attempting to do yoga or something. Oh well.

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And now I'm off to clock watch while I wait for it to be time to go home. I'm not going to my sister's house for dinner tonight, like I usually do on Mondays, so I guess I'll have cereal for dinner, or something. So here's the question - Frosted Flakes or Corn Pops? Oh, the agony of deciding. :) Talk to you tomorrow!

Doggy Bath Day

Today, much to Bernie and Willow's chagrin, was bath day. When J and I each got home Friday, we found Bernie stinking like crazy, so today I gave him a bath, and since I was at it, I gave one to Willow, too. Bernie came right to me in the bathroom, but I had to pick his front end up to get him in the tub, and he behaved fine once he was in it. Willow, though, saw what happened to Bernie, and wanted no part of it. I had to drag her into the bathroom by her collar. Silly Willy.

But somehow she survived, and now my two dogs are clean and no longer stinky, which is always a good thing.

Other than that, it was a pretty quiet Sunday. J had to go to work this morning, so I had the house to myself until he got home at about 2:15 or so. I played the Sims, of course, and didn't manage to do much else, but since I cleaned a bit yesterday, I didn't feel too bad about that. I did strip the bed later, too, though.

Once J got home, we ran to Lowe's and got some more snow fence posts, and then ran home so he could finish watching the Dolphins football game. (Sadly for my J, they didn't win. Stupid Dolphins.)

So, like I said, it was a quiet weekend, and now it's almost over. Hopefully we'll have a nice relaxing time tonight watching stuff on TV.

Sucky Saturday Post (but not a sucky Saturday)

J came back home yesterday. He was already here when I got home from work, so it was nice - I got to see him right away. I told him he's not allowed to go away for that long anymore. I missed him too much. :)

Today has been a nice Saturday. We watched Planes, Trains and Automobiles, which I had never seen before. I liked it - it was funny. And we've done some stuff around the house - J has been winterizing by putting plastic over the upstairs windows, while I vacuumed and dusted. And then we went to Lowe's and got some snow fence and posts, and now he's outside figuring out how that should be installed. Hopefully it will mean our driveway won't be filled with snow this winter. That would be VERY nice.

We also ran into my sister, her husband, their daughter and granddaughter at Lowe's. It's fun living in a small area like this - we run into them quite often.

And now I've really got nothing to say. So. I hope you're having a good Saturday!

Tagged!

Michelle tagged me! I didn't have an entry for today yet, so this was perfect timing.

Four jobs I’ve had:
1. Marketing Assistant
2. Editorial Assistant
3. Bank Teller
4. Hotel Front Desk Clerk/Night Auditor

Four movies I could watch over and over:
1. While You Were Sleeping
2. Frankie and Johnny
3. Any of the Spiderman movies
4. French Kiss

Four TV shows I like - reality version:
1. Kid Nation
2. Kitchen Nightmares
3. Those are the only two reality shows I watch
4. :)

Four TV shows that I like - non-reality version:
1. Bones
2. Big Bang Theory
3. Ugly Betty
4. Gray's Anatomy

Four places I’ve gone on vacation:
1. Hawaii (Oahu and Maui)
2. Nashville, Tennessee
3. Orlando, Florida
4. Bar Harbor, Maine

Four favorite foods:
1. Sweet and sour chicken
2. Pizza from a local pizza place
3. Mini cheeseburgers and seasoned fries from Denny's
4. Cheese stuffed shells (made by me)

Four web sites I visit daily:
1. Boolprop
2. Where the Sarah Things Are
3. CNN
4. The Sims 2

Four places I would rather be:
1. On a rocky beach in Maine
2. Hawaii (Maui)
3. Europe (England to meet Clare, France and Italy, specifically)
4. Home with J

Four bloggers I tag:
1. Sarah
2. Deals
3. Cathy
4. Clare

Salon Talk

My hair hadn't been cut in over a year, and it had gotten so long that I couldn't stand it anymore. It was at the middle of my back, and although I have a lot of hair, the individual strands are all thin, so it tangles really easily when it gets that long. Still, I was doing fine with it, until I started noticing split ends. I hate those. And then it has just been on my nerves the last couple of days, so I stopped at a place in town on the way home to see if they could fit me in, and they were able to. Yay! My hair is now about four inches shorter, and it feels much better.

The real treat, though, was listening to the "salon talk." There were two stylists in there - a quiet one, who thankfully was the one who did my hair, and another one, who talked really loudly to her client the whole time I was in there. Their topic of discussion? Their ill-behaved step-children, and the horrible mothers who made them that way.

Seriously, do you need to be talking about that stuff at full voice in a salon where other people are getting their hair done? In the half an hour or so that I was in there, I heard that the client's child's mother was a whore, who was probably doing the judge who gave her primary custody back after she had lost it temporarily, that she was a lush who drank too much, that she chose to sleep until Noon and go to work in the evenings cutting hair instead of being home with her son, and that her son had seen lots of men go in and out of his Mom's life, so he had no idea what marriage or fidelity meant. And then the hair stylist chimed in with how horrible her step-son's mother is, and how the kid had bruises on his arms that had to be from someone grabbing him, and they took pictures and took them to a lawyer, but the courts ruled that there wasn't any sign of abuse, and his mom was letting the kids take care of themselves all the time, and on and on.

I couldn't help but laugh to myself. But I'm really glad I'm not one of those women who have to tell all their family secrets at a hair salon. And I'm REALLY glad that I had a stylist who didn't feel inclined to try to get me to.

Why Is It Always When He Isn't Home?

So, J is out of town, and will be for two more days. Which sucks, because I am missing him horribly. But something else happened this morning that made me miss him even more.

The two of us have an arrangement. I hate spiders - he hates snakes. So he kills spiders for me, and if any snakes show up, I have his back with those. No problem - snakes don't bother me at all. And I definitely have the best part of this deal, because he has to kill a LOT of spiders, but we haven't seen so much as a single snake all year.

Well. That arrangement works great when he's there. But when he's NOT there, it kind of sucks. Like this morning. Let me paint a picture for you here, in prose.

The alarm rang this morning at 6:30, ripping me from my slumber. I lay there for ten more minutes, sort of snoozing and just enjoying the last bit of time I had to lay in bed. Then the alarm went off again at 6:40, and I did my morning stretch, said good morning to the dogs and got out of bed.

Ten minutes later, the cat litter has been scooped, the dogs have been out and in and fed, the cats have had their morning treats and I've scooped up my wardrobe for the day and carried it into the bathroom. I sit down on the throne to take care of my morning business, opening my card for the day from J at the same time, and then petting Willow, who is sitting in front of me for what J calls "poop loving." Then I look over to my left. There, right on the front of the cabinet under the sink, no more than six inches from me, is a huge fucking spider.

Oh my god! I'm kind of not in a position to get up at that moment, but I swivel to the right so I'm as far away from it as possible, and panic and shove Bernie away when he comes too close to it - what if it got on his fur! Ugh! The toilet paper is right there, and it's reachable, but it's just too big to smush! The thing's body is one of those big, round ones, and I just can't bring myself to smush it with only some toilet tissue between it and my hand. So I "pinch things off," so to speak, jump up with pajama pants at my ankles, and shuffle out to the dining room to get the vacuum cleaner. I unplug the radio and plug in the vacuum, pull out the hose and suck that thing up. It's so big that it makes a noise when it hits the hose. I shudder and stick the hose back in the vacuum, then shut it off. Then I turn it on again for a few seconds, just to make sure it got all the way down into the bag, where it can hopefully die a painful, dust filled lung type of death.

Then I finish my business, get in the shower, and finish getting ready, looking around in a paranoid manner the whole time, in case it had a spouse or twin or something that feels the need to look for revenge.

I need J back right now. He's got spider killing duties to attend to.

(Plus I need a hug and a kiss and I need to see his beautiful blue eyes. But those of you who aren't J can ignore that last sentence. :))

Soup Really IS Good Food

I just had a nice hot bowl of tomato soup for dinner. Yum! I forgot how good soup was on a chilly fall evening. I do something kind of weird with mine - I dunk pieces of white bread in it. Only two or three pieces, and then I eat the rest of it with crackers. So good, and warming and filling and even healthy, if you discount the bread and crackers.

So today is Tuesday. There are three more days before J will be home, and in the meantime I feel weird living alone again. It almost feels like it did before I met J, only I have two more dogs and the knowledge that there is someone out there who loves me - he just doesn't happen to be here right now. So of course it's a million times better. :)

And now I'm off to watch some TV and play some Sims. Happy Tuesday night!

Good or Bad?

I accumulate a small pile of food on my desk at work every week. This morning the pile looks like this, with some of the stuff left over from last week, and some new today. I'm making a conscious effort to eat better (hence the apples and low fat fruit bar), but I still can't quite get away from my junk food addiction (hence the 3 Musketeers and Doritos).

I've had issues with food ever since I was a teenager. I've always loved junk food, and have gone back and forth on how much of it I've eaten, and how I've balanced it with healthy food. When I was still in school and living with my parents, I'd have a mostly healthy mix, if only because I ate regular meals for dinner and was outside hanging out with my friends so much that I didn't snack much at all. That mostly healthy mix stopped when I got on my own (and the healthy weight went away as a consequence - funny, huh?).

Now, at the ripe old age of 38, I'm facing the fact that I need to get my eating under control. I need to reintroduce the healthy food and limit the junk. So I've started bringing apples to work. Last week I managed to eat one apple per day on the days I was at work. This week I'm shooting for two per day (they're small apples, so that should be easy - they're also super yummy). The apples are actually the easy thing, though. The hard thing is cutting out the chocolate. I am COMPLETELY addicted to chocolate, and I'm not afraid to admit it. I'm hoping I can stick to small amounts of chocolate, and still be satisfied. We'll see how that works.

Anyway, I have 3 months or so before I have to go back to the doctor to have my blood work done, and I'm hoping to have that cholesterol number back down to normal. So I'm looking at what I eat every day, and I'm eating apples (the number one suggestion of my doctor), and I'm working on cutting down on my junk food intake. It's hard - the hardest thing I've ever done, I think, since I fought my fears and let J into my life and heart last year. That worked out amazingly well, so maybe the food thing will too? Maybe? I'll let you know.

(And in the meantime, I'm shaming myself by showing you my pile of food. At least it's not all chocolate and chips, right? I mean, look! There are pretzels in there! Right on top of the Doritos! :) And the apples are right in front, easy to grab, so I'll definitely eat those first, right? Right? Yeah. Excuse me, it's mid-morning snack time. I have to go grab an apple (3 Musketeers?).)

p.s. Miss you, J. Is it Friday yet?

Why I Love Him

J had to go to a training thing for work today, and before he left he brought me out a stack of greeting cards - the first labeled Monday, then Tuesday, etc. I'm sitting here, already missing him, looking at that stack of cards and loving him. J, you are the best. I can't wait until you come home again. (And I can't wait to open that first card tomorrow morning.)

Other than missing J, I haven't been doing too much, really. I finally caught up on all of the episodes of General Hospital that I had stacked up on my DVR, and now I'm catching up on the episodes of Ellen. And of course I'm playing the Sims.

And I'm sorry for the sucky entry, but I think that's all I have to say for right now. I'm going to go back to watching Ellen and playing the Sims and missing J.

Saturday Evening Post

I had a quiet day today. J had to work overnight, and then had to work again this afternoon (yes, his job is a prize), so I was alone all day with the critters. We had a good day, though. Willow, Bernie and I went to the dump to get rid of all of the recycling that has piled up over the last three weeks. When we got back, I moved the lawn mower and actually parked in the garage for the first time in, I don't know, three years? Two years? I'm not sure. Thank you, J, for cleaning it out so that we can park in there. It's actually very nice to see cars in the garage again.

Although I'm going to have to do some serious practicing at backing up into the space in the garage - I suck at it! It took me a few tries to get it right, and I was SO glad no one was here to see (and laugh) at me. I always did suck at backing up. And it's weird, because I can back into a parking spot in a lot with no problem, but give me the length of a driveway and the side walls of a garage space, and I have all kinds of problems. Sigh.

Anyway, so I spent the rest of the day playing the Sims, taking breaks every once in a while to vacuum the floors, do a couple loads of laundry, strip and make the bed, wash the dishes, and put a clean cover on the futon. So not a bad day, really. I got some things accomplished.

And now I'm watching some of the backed up episodes of General Hospital that have been sitting on my DVR, trying to catch up (I'm just over a week behind now), and waiting for J to get off work and come home. We're going to watch the rest of Borat - we started it a few nights ago, but only got halfway through - and probably eat some microwave kettle corn (yum). It's going to be a nice evening. And while I wait, I am, of course, not only watching GH, but also Simming. :) God, I love that game.

I hope you had a nice Saturday! I'll talk at you tomorrow.

Three Day Weekend

I decided at the last minute (well, yesterday) to take today off, because J had the day off, and because of his schedule I won't be seeing him much at all for the rest of the weekend. So today I got to sleep in and watch some TV and play a little bit of Sims and hang out with J. It was nice.

My brother-in-law came over this afternoon, with my nephew, and finally moved the wood-burning furnace that he's been storing in my garage, so that I can park in there again. J cleaned out the entire garage over the summer - it looks amazing in there - but only one car could go in there because of this furnace. Well, now (as soon as I move my riding lawn mower) I'll be able to park in there again! It's very exciting. Sort of. Or at least I'll think so the next morning that there's a frost and I don't have to warm up my car to clear the windows before I can go to work (a process that made me 10 minutes late for work on Monday, because the first frost of the season caught me off guard).

And later in the afternoon, when we finally got dressed, J and I went to Walmart and got groceries, and then we got Chinese food for dinner. Yum! I love it.

Oh, and J took all of the Halloween decorations down this morning. It looks all sad and bare here now. He put up some Thanksgiving decorations, but there aren't nearly as many of those, so it's not the same. The porch actually looks bare, without the skeletons hanging from nooses on it! :)

And now I'm off to play some Sims and watch last night's Smallville while J sleeps, because he has to be at work at 2 in the morning. Happy Friday evening!

Work Visitors!

I had visitors at work today! One of my coworkers is friends with a woman who breeds Bernese Mountain Dogs, and she brought two of them in today.

This is Odie - she's six months old. I got on the floor and petted her, and she was so soft and fluffy! And friendly and sweet and a bundle of energy. I would love to have one of these puppies someday, but crate training would be a definite thing - she could get in a lot of trouble running around the house when no one was home.

Her friend was outside in the car - the woman didn't want to bring a full sized Bernie into the office. Here she is.

She is pregnant, due to have puppies in a couple of weeks, I guess, although she didn't look that big at all. She reminded me a lot of my own Bernie - sweet and lovable and a bit of a dufus head. :) I mean that in the best way, of course. This breed is just so sweet and affectionate! I love them, even if they aren't the sharpest tacks in the shed.

Anyway, I loved having them visit, and I have decided that we should have doggy visitors at work every day! It would make work much more enjoyable for me. I'd never want to call in sick!