Surprise!

Ok, so lets try this again. 

Since it's only been 2 years (or so), its not like there is much that's happened.  Still in the Denver Metro.  We FINALLY sold our house in KS.  We did buy a house here.  Not in Elizabeth, not the land that I wanted, but at least I can't hear my neighbors in the bathroom routines.  Or bedroom routines.  *shudder*  We also adopted a dog. 

Her name is Tinkerbelle.  She is our baby.

Life has been interesting.  I'm still at the same company.  I didn't get the promotion I expected, but I did get a different one in January.  I'm now in marketing. 

J was laid off from the job that we moved here for.  They closed the office and that was that.  It took a couple of months, but he found a new job.  He just finished a year there in February.

There hasn't been any huge life altering changes.  No children, except the furry ones.  I haven't run off and joined the Peace Corp. Nothing too interesting.  :)  I do have some projects coming up, and maybe some pics of the house. 

Denver

I really hate Denver.  Or at least, the Denver Metro.  I miss Pomona.  Nice, quiet.  Ottawa was close if we needed anything.  Denver - loud, busy, stinky, too many people, never any quiet.....

and so, we're looking at a house.  In Elizabeth.  Hopefully, something like this:


that contains this:

on this:


It's just a dream, for now.

On the up side, I have a possible promotion coming at work.  One of the guys has been impressed iwth my work I guess and wants to take me and train me to eventually become the contracts manager.

I would kill for my own office at this point.

Forgiveness

I'm bad at forgiveness. It's something I'm working on but I just can't seem to get that anger and resentment out of my heart.

On....stuff

What has there been to say?  Some days I hate it here so much, miss my family and friends, my home, my old job so much that I could sit and cry for hours?  No one wants to hear that.  That some days I love the independance of moving away from everyone we know, the lack of obligations, the excitement of life, that I never want to go back?  No one wants to hear that either.

So I just keep plodding along.  A new friend told me that I was too responsible, so I quit my job.  There were many reasons, just a few of which: I was working crappy hours, made crappy money, had to babysit their kid (in the middle of pottytraining) while also trying to work, got yelled at constantly, had to deal with double standards and so much more.  I lasted a little over six months, gave them a weeks notice and they told me that I could just leave that afternoon.  Really?  The only thing I miss was the kid.  I didn't like having to work and take care of her at the same time, but there's just something endearing about having your bosses kid walk in and immediately climb in your lap and give you a hug because she's gotten to know you so well over the last few months.  Really, this kid could even talk about the shoes I wore last week.  NOT KIDDING.

And, without going in to too much detail for people, we've found out that it will be hard for us to have kids.  We've been "letting nature take it's course" for almost 2 years and nothing, so I'm guessing it'll be pretty hard indeed.  It kills me to see kids and hear people talk about their kids.  And I hate myself for that because I love kids and I love my friends.  It's a love/hate thing going on with me right now.  I can't really talk about because my husband just feels guilty and then sulks and pouts when I do.  Oh well, I'm almost 24.  Another 16 years and I won't have to worry about it anymore, right?

I was offered a job today as an office assistant and eventual office manager once i get a feel for the job and company.  I'll be making much better money, with benefits.  I'll have to go clothes shopping because I don't own very many clothes dressy enough for this job.  I've sold out.  I swore I'd never work just for money and insurance and thats exactly what I've done.  And for what reason???  Who am I becoming?  Oh, right.  An adult.  Great.

So thats what's going on in my life.  Greetings from Snowy Colorado!  HA!

On camping, and moving

We went camping this weekend.  Oh mother nature, how I love thee.  The freaky little black mouse-squirrels that chatter at you, in what I am shure is squirrel for "Eff you you bastards, you're messing up my nut burrying!"  The little chipmunks, the marmots.  (What the HELL is a marmot anyway?  Freaky groundhog things.)  Best of all, at night, its just the wind in the trees and the sound of an owl or maybe a few bats.  No screaming kids, sirens, traffic, and no neighbors screaming at her baby-daddy about how she can't get her weave fixed because he's too lazy to get a job.  (Not that that's a mostl-true stereotype of half of our neighbors in this building.  Not at ALL....)

The one thing about it though, any time we get back, I want to flippin kiss the person who invented indoor plumbing.  I'm not really  much for peeing behind a tree.  Although, given the choice, I would rather pe behind the tree than on the top of a mountain where there's no cover, besides the Jeep, for about 20 miles around.  Not that this happened.  On this mountain.  Ah-Hem. 

This was actually taken by a friend of ours.  I had some amazing pictures, but none that really caputured the height of the mountain.  Notice, this entire shot is well ABOVE the tree line.

The perk of that was that I now know how to pee without taking my pants off or peeing on them.  Score one for me!

I fail to understand why anyone would not want to take full advantage of the miracle of indoor plumbing.  I guess I could ask the guy peeing off the balcony of the apartment a cuple of floors above us last month.  On the other hand, how about not.

Have I mentioned that I'm happy as hell to be moving for the 4th time in 2 1/2 years?  No?  I'm about to start doing flippin cartwheels.    We get to start moving in about two weeks.  And hopfully I'll never know the ending to the balad of the neighbor, her weave, her baby-daddy, and the much screamed about job.

Well, I guess we're all settled in Aurora.  "Settled"  Jordan loves his job.  We're looking for a better place to live, and I need to find a job.  I  just don't want to.  The idea of having to go to and from work here is just exhausting in itself.  I can't understand why people want to do it.  Why people give themselves such stressful lives on purpose.

On the upside, the one thing about living here that I really love - I live across the street from an organic grocery store.  Now, they're more expensive on meat and dairy than back home, but cheaper on fresh produce.  So, surprisingly, it's been a lot easier to eat healthy here.  Instead of buying hamburger helper on sale for $0.75, I'm buying romaine and red leaf lettuce for $0.88 each.  (I haven't seen a head of iceburg there yet.) 

This evening - a jar of spaghetti sauce, 2 mangoes,  a bunch of romaine lettuce, 2 bunches of red leaf lettuce, 3 tomatoes, 5 lbs of chicken tenders, 4 apples, a bunch of radishes, a big container of yogurt, a bottle of apple juice, a small bunch of bananas, 3 red bell peppers, two small blocks of cheese, and 3 avocados for $41.  I don't think that's that bad.

My best deal tonight?  I had a coupon for kohl's.  Normally, I hate kohls.  I think their stuff is WAY expensive and for only average quality.  To  me, it's a status thing, not really a value thing.  But, they're having a father's day sale and I  had this coupon.  $10 anything in the store, clearance included.  So I went to buy J a new shirt, since he has to have more dress casual stuff for work now instead of his ratty work clothes that he used to have to wear.  I went straight to the clearance racks.  Not much that he would wear.  No stripes, no pastels, no prints really.  Preferably a light weight polo or button down shirt.  I found one that was ok.  Not one that he'll be thrilled with, but it'll be ok.  Sage green polo.  Originally $26.  When I picked it up, the sign just said on sale 30-50% off, but didn't give an exact sale price.  I just figured even at 30% off, and my $10, it'd still be a decent price.  Imagine my surprise at the register when the girl told me I didn't owe anything.  The shirt was $9.99 on sale.  With my $10 coupon?  Oh yeah, one shirt, completely FREE baby!!!

Ok, so that's really all the rambling I have energy for.  I haven't gotten used to the fast pace here.  It just sucks the energy out of me.

Oh boy...

It's been awhile.  Ok.  So.

1.  I'm moving to Colorado.  Aurora, for now.  J found a job there so off we go.  Saturday.  Yes, it's sudden.  heh.  Yes, I'm pretty much freaking out.

2. We're renting our house out.  I think this will be good, but I have reservations.  Just because I'm cautious, but I'm trusting my house to other people, and that's hard for me.

3. I'm moving into an apartment half the size of my house.  Without a washer and dryer or hookups.  This makes me miserable. 

4. Jordan and I have been fighting about said apartment and said job and much more that is unsaid.  This whole process was not well thought out or well executed.  He just kind of seen and did.  He didn't really THINK.  Neither did I though.  There was too much to do in too little time.

Honestly, that's all I've got for now. 

I made my own fabric softener!

I haven't used it...yet.  Later tonight on the sheets I think I will.  I'm almost out of Downy and I can't stand the idea of paying $12 for laundry soap and fabric softener if I don't have to.  I followed this recipe, adding just a little extra vinigar, as the baking soda didn't all disolve.  Let's see how this works.  If it works out well, I may have to try making my own laundry soap.    I was looking at this recipe for laundry soap, or maybe this one.  What do you think?  Have you ever made your own laundry soap or fabric softener?

There Ain't No Rest for the Wicked....

Oh, Yes, getting off to a fantastic start on those life goals.  Sitting here three hours and counting.  Although, this was at least useful, if not fruitful.  Job hunting.  Effing expreience required bullcrap.


I've been thinking about what I would like to see in a perfect job.  Radio, although I love it, does not incorporate everything I really like.  (Like, ya know, a JOB right now.) So, lets take a look:


(Before that, my cat just shook her head and it seriously sounded like marbles clacking together.  No joke.)


-Fast paced, but not stressfully so.
-Challenging, but not overwhelmng.
-Design of some sort.  I fall more and more in love with Adobe every day.
-Sign Language.  I did that for 3 years in High School and I adored it.
-Dressy Casual.
-People I feel comfortable talking to and who take give me that "You're a weird crazy lady and I'm going to nod and smile until you go away" look.
-Good management.  I'm not a leader type.  I don't like telling other people what to do.  Advice, yes.  Orders, no.
-Copious amounts of down time in which to play internet games.  No, really, a little down time is good, but I hate being so bored that I resort to facebook as means of keeping my sanity.
-Local.  I don't like driving.


Know of anything that meets all of my oh-so-unreasonable criteria?  I will kiss your feet if you let me know.

New Year's Life Goals?

It's 4 degrees outside.  It was -1 when I woke up this morning.  It's supposed to get down to -13 this week.  Seriously?!?!  Did I mention there is also about 8 or 10 inches of snow in some areas (I really don't know how much we've had, it's drifted)?  How about that J is in PA and I have to drive 21 miles to work every day, by myself, in sub-freezing temperatures?  Ya, I know, Wisconsin does it all the time, suck it up, buttercup.  I'm not used to this crap.

I've been reading about a New Year's resolutions.  I don't do them.  But, it does get me to thinking about all of the areas in which I can improve my life.  Just a short list, off the top of my head:

1. Get back in to shape.  (Seriously, I've gain about 30 lbs in the last five years and OMG I'm only a size 12 and I feel like a tub of lard! I don't care about being skinny, I just don't like being out of shape.)  J and I are taking this on together.  Do you suppose alumni get a discount for memberships at the college gym?
2. Eat healthier.  I've been doing better, but there is so much room for improvement.
3. Improve my organization.  (Looks around house.  Hangs head in shame.)
4. Take the effin recycling out.  I keep it, but never take it anywhere!
5. Spend wisely.  I would like to be out of debt before I die.
6. Clean out the litter box more often.  So gross.
7. Declutter.  This will be a toughy.  I hate to throw anything out and J likes knicknacks. 
8. Find a hairstyle I actually like.  (This one has been YEARS in the making.)
9. Be a risk taker, be outgoing, and make friends.  (I so desperately need them.)
10. Spend less useless time on the internet and more time doing useful things, like researching things I'm interested in.  (Natural family planning, adoption, birth plans, budgeting plans, saving money, etc.)
11. Work on my forgiveness, and growing as a person.

On second thought, maybe these are more like life goals.

Merry Christmas to all.....and to all a good fright! Bite! Night!

Christmas was canceled this year.  Twice.  First my family, then J's.  Too much snow.  Bah!  No one wanted to drive.  So we loaded up and went to see my parents anyway then to see his. 

Stupid you say?  Possibly.  That or murder each other becuase he's stuck with a pissed off, PMSing wife cuz she missed Christmas.  I think that was really it.

Everything & Nothing

J didn't have the flu. Well, the dr. still insists that he did (he never had a single flu symptom) but I really think he's just trying to cover his own ass. Instead, we were told that he's not processing his food right. He eats and it's just sitting there. So that, combined with a touch of IBS, and he's still not feeling great. The solution? Diet change. Less heavy food like pastas and breads, more veggies. (Gross.) Less prservatives, acids, caffine (pretty tough for the King of the Mountain....DEW) and meat and a lot more veggies. Smaller portions, which is tough. The boy is always hungry and smaller portions is making him cranky. So, less meat, less bread, less pasta....everything that I actually LIKE. Less coffe, pop, Kool-Aid (which I've been nagging about anyway. I can't stand when people are addicted to caffine and say they can't stand the "taste" of water....but I'm not judging and that's another blog completely)and more fruits and veggies. I'm not a fruit and veggie fan. I never have been. I was raised meat and potatoes and eat veggies sparingly to keep you regular. So, if anyone has any clever ways of disguising the things to make them appealing, please share.

Almost every female I know continues to be pregnant or having small babies. Even the ones I know shouldn't procreate and pass on the stupid gene. Yes, it's mean, but we all know I'm right. Anyway, it's really killin me.

1 year mark for J and I on Wednesday. We were hoping to go back to Vegas. Yeah, right. Instead we're going out to eat tonight. We're taking his mom with us. I have mixed feelings on this.

The boss is being a butt again. He says if Obama makes him pay for health care then about half of the employees are going to be laid off, permanently, so he can afford the health care. This is maddening for so many reasons. Mainly, to me, if he weren't busy pyaing for three houses and buying his wive $2,000 purses, he could afford to keep his business up to OSHA standards and pay his good employees enough to keep them around. GRRR.

Still job hunting, obviously.

It's butt ass cold. It's been somewhere between 10 and 15 degrees all week. This does not look promising for the dress I was planning on wearing for said aniversary tonight.

When J and I first started living together, THIS was his idea of cooking for me.

Yes, that is a pink bunny Peep.  Yes, it is on fire, on a fork.  Yes, he is blowing out the pink bunny peep.  Yummy, roasted rabbit.

Last night, he fixed dinner.  Ok, so he made over my left over salmon and rice.  It was still good.  I don't have any pics, but I do have a pic of dessert:

A big improvement, huh?  Hot chocolate or Fireside Coffee, or whatever.  Coaco and instant coffee.  No, not whipped cream.  Skim milk that he shook and turned in to whipped cream.  I was very impressed.  He's taking to this eating better thing than I am.

I'm such a badass in my own mind....

....that I think I should totally be a song writer. Check this Sensor-1 rendition of Jingle Bells:



Dashing through the snow
Trying not to be late
Over the steps we jump
Trying not to slide

Suppress a cough we must
‘Cause we can’t stay home sick
So here we are anyway
Hoping the boss will get sick

Oh jingle bells
sensor-1 smells
Ralph took a pill
Maybe now we’ll all get a long
And we won’t want to kill

I really hate the not knowing...

Is it Swine Flu? Appendix? The regular flu? Who knows! Certainly not the doctor! J is sick, his second day home from work. I took him to the doctor Monday night (at his request, so I knew it was serious) they did the swife flu nose swab and took blood and told him they were almost certain it was swine flu. Keep quarentined, blah blah blah. The next day....

Negative. Not swine flu. We'll run more tests. An hour later....

Negative. Everything looks normal. We don't know what's wrong. It's probably the swine flu and just not showing up. Go to the hospital if anything gets worse.

Eff you too pal. We don't live in an area with an ambulance. I'm at work today. He's not THAT sick, but still, when you're told to head to the emergency room emmediatly if you stop coughing....I'm gonna worry. Stupid doctors.

Update on the job hunt: nada. Over 35 applications. One call back, a part time job at the Pomona library. I wasn't chosen. I think it was because I could only go in on Fridays and they wanted someone who could do a couple of hours each day. I'm starting to get desperate. Jordan says he has seriously bitten his tongue a few times not to quit. I've bitten my tongue a few times not to tell my boss that if he would cut his pappered spoiled brat wife off that he would be able to pay his bills.

Best of all, when J has to pick something up for the boss and whatever store won't take the company credit card (which is shut off for non-payment) J uses his and we get a reimbursment check. The last time the lady in the office gave us one she told us to make sure to CASH it and not deposit it so that if the check bounced it went back on the company and not us. Great huh? The check was for $73 dollars.

Really makes me think NOW is the time for a new job.

What am I thankful for? A paycheck that doesn't bounce.

~~~Edit~~~

I just realized that I overdrew my checking account for the first time in my life. Too many checks before I got my paychecks deposited today. I swore I would never live paycheck to paycheck. What am I going to do?

Advice?

Ok, so in the process of reading all of those money saving ideas and remodel ideas and other wish-I-could-do-it ideas on Yahoo and MSN I came across a few things that I would kind of be interested in using if they are legit and safe. Since I don't know, I figured I would open it up to bloggy land...I trust your opinions a bit more than MSN Financial.

The first place is Wasabe. Both Wasabe and a similar website, Mint, claim to be able to track your spending and basically be able to help you create your budget and offer money saving tips. Since I have done REALLY badly at following a budget, I would kind of be interested in using these. My hesitation lies in the fact that you are supposed to give them your bank/credit card/savings/ etc. numbers so that they can track your spending. This doesn't really sound safe to me, but then again, I kind of tend to want to bury my money in the front yard in a coffee can.

The other two, Upromise and Grad Gold, claim to give you money for shopping. For instance, shopping at Wal-mart is supposed to allow me to get 1% back into an account that will be paid into the student loans. Yeah....so, this sounds great. Especially because they will mail you a check and they don't have to be linked directly to your account. But, free money always makes me suspicious. Does anyone know anything about the validity of these? I could probably talk to the financial aid guy from my college to see about Upromise and Grad Gold, and my bank about Wesabe and Mint, but I'm still looking for more opinions than "professional" ones.

So, any takers? Should I be suspicious or happy for these discoveries?

Grouchy Grouchy Grouchy

So, do you ever read those wonderful money saving hints and tips that they put up on yahoo news every once in a while? For me, I always click on them, eager to see how I can save another penny or two, especially when money is tight. What do I find? Nothing. Oh, they have tips. Ones that are probably good for (I'm trying not to sound snobby here) rich city people who spend their money on $200 pairs of shoes, a latte every morning at Starbucks, and going out ot PF Changs or the Cheesecake Factory for lunch every day. Hints like, "Take a brown bag lunch", "Drink tap water instead of bottled water", "skip your morning latte and drink regular coffee", "carpool", and other wonderful tips to help funnel your spending money into savings. Some people are so spoiled and don't even realize it. Of COURSE they can save money! Live like I do, you'll be SHOVELING it in to your savings account! (For clarification, we're a long way from poverty. Between J and I, we live on about $56,000 per year, gross income.)

So, what if you don't do any of that in the first place? Give me some more hints! Ones that will work for someone who already takes lunch to work every day, not only cut out coffee but every other drink but tap water, doesn't have the luxury of carpooling most of the time, cannot FATHOM spending more than $100 on a pair of shoes on the best pair of shoes she owns and is STILL having trouble making ends meet? Where are the tricks and tips for us? I spent $22 on clothes the other day and felt REALLY BAD....even though I got two pairs of jeans and three tops that all looked AMAZING on me...for $22! But I still can't believe that I spent so much! Meanwhile, I read about women who go spend $250 on a new bikini and have to "break it to" their husbands, who tell them they deserve it. WTF?! I spent $30 on a new bikini and felt horribly indulgant. (Now, I really need a new winter coat. I have my eye on this one. I can't bare to spend the money, so I'll probably be wearing my mom's old one again this winter. I also love this one. See a trend?)

There are a few ways we could cut down. J is a fan of motors. Truck, Car, Jeep, Motorcycle....we could conceivably cut down to just one car. That would save a heck of a lot and I know it. But two of those are paid for and the bike is almost paid for. Forget walking or biking anywhere. It's 10 miles to the nearest ANYTHING. I could put up clotheslines and not run my dryer as much. But where the heck am I supposed to come up with the money for the poles and lines? I've already adjusted the thermostat - we sweat in the summer and shiver in the winter and fight the whole time. We have cut eating out almost down to 1/3 of what we did. Maybe once or twice a week, usually because we're out and about running errands in the city and it's not conceivable to drive an hour home for lunch and then back to the city again to finish our errands. We don't get massages, I don't get my hair done by a "professional", no mani/pedi morning, no weekly trip to the theatre. I have a cat. I spend a little extra money on food and water for her. She eats Friskies dry. We do not eat crab and lobster and steak. We eat a heck of a lot of hamburger, chicken, rice, veggies, etc. My mom and I canned and froze until there was no room this summer.

So tell me, how am I supposed to save money without completely depriving myself of EVERYTHING - car, an occasional meal out, etc?

WHERE ARE THE FREAKIN MONEY SAVING TIPS FOR POOR PEOPLE????

A long time in coming

This has been a long time in coming. To one particular person, though I spare you any additional shame, though you may deserve it, by naming your name.


I am extremely angry with you. I've worked for a while to be able to say that, calmly and without letting the hatred excapte from the core of my being. I've prayed for help to ease the hurt that you've caused and it hasn't come yet. Maybe I'm hanging on to it too tightly. I know that it's a weakness of mine, hanging on to things.

You tell me you're leaving because you can't bare to let us down any more than you have. Every time I talk to you, you tell me that you'll pay me back as soon as you get the money, but then I found out that you were so irrisponsible as to get pregnant. Not only that, but you were TRYING to get pregnant. Given the fact that you and your husband are in trouble with the law for numerous things, he has no job, you don't have a car and you quit school so there's no chance of a better payhing job, I guess you purposefully decided to ignore your other responsiblities to me, the state, your parents and so on, and fulfill your own self-centered desires.

This wouldn't hurt me so much if it was just money. Money is money. I'm not so obsessed with it that I would be ready to destroy our friendship over money. But you know that I don't want to have my own children until I can afford them.... and you always say that you don't want to raise your children on welfare. So, what have you done? You have not only chosen to betray yourself and your beliefs, but also effectually screw with my life and prevent my own descision for however long it takes me to pay off the bills that I would have payed off with the money you owe me.

Money I could forgive. Your self-centered descision to have a child at what I see as being at my expense....that I'm not sure I can forgive.

I can't stand who you've become. I am struggling to not judge. But to me, you are worthless. As a friend, as a member of society, as a mother for bringing a child into the life you have created for it....worthless. I know it's not my place to say that, and it's cruel, but I can't help my shortcomings.

I want so much to tell you these things, but part of me still values the freindship we once had, and knows that it's not my place to judge. We all have to answer for our actions in the end. You'll have to answer for what you have done, just as I will have to answer for my feelings and actions toward you. I cac accept that, because I know my feelings are wrong. But, can you accept the responsibility for your actions?

so...

I really miss having my friends to go shopping with. My husband has decreed that Saturday, I belong to him. Ok...I'm cool with that. He won't tell me what he has in mind, just to have my nicest dress and shoes in a bag and ready to go Saturday morning. Aside from the fact that that kind of makes it hard to do my hair or makeup in preparation, I'm pretty excited. Only one problem. All of my "nice" dresses are from highschool. 6 years and 30lbs ago. Except one. I have one LBD that has seen me through all of my "nice dress" occasions...including my wedding, almost a year ago. (Short, sleevless, low cut. Not really too suitable for the chilly weather we've been having.) So he said money be damned, basically, if I need a new dress to go and buy one. Wonderful, right? How many men tell their wife to feel free to go buy a new dress?

Only one problem. I have no one to go with. My friends have all left. I have a few "friends" (i.e. girls/women/ladies that I would like to call friends but they never really want to do anything with me. We just chat once in a while.) but no one I really feel like I could go, "Hey lets go shopping after work!" to. I'm not terribly outgoing and I haven't really made any friends at church either, or at work. (My only friend that's nearby that I would be that comfortable with is a guy. A litlte awkward since I'm married and...a guy, shopping, who isn't gay? Yeah right.) So, I'm kind of Cloth Creek without a Stylist. Does that really work? Oh well, I guess it's up to me to figure this out.

This isn't Tool Time, and we're not Tim & Jill Taylor, but we've deffinately got some Home Improvement goin on!

So, last spring we bought a bunch of paint and one of those pretty butterfly flags when one of the local stores was having a moving sale, and said we were going to start doing house improvements.  Instead, it decorated by living room floor for MONTHS.  But, I am now happy to announce that our supplies have been put to their full potential.  J and I spent last Sunday doing improvements.  Take a look!

So, the door wasn't necessarily a "home improvement" but when your house is silver/grey/offwhite and your door is white and your shutters are faded maroon.....well, I at least wanted to add some color.  So, a red door it is!  I LOVE it.  You can't even tell that the first coat looked hot pink.  lol.  And the faded maroon shutters?  The next step on the list.  Hopefully to match the door.  The mulch we bought after the paint and stuff of course, but that strip was too small to mow with our riding mower and J had had the neighbor kid mow it with their push mower, but we decided to prevent snakes, etc and just mulch it.  I think it looks pretty wesome.  Oh, and why would we need a riding mower you may ask, when we live in town?  Cuz of my rockin' awesome front yard!

And yes, we live in town, with our own miniature creek.  I'm deffinately a fan.  About as good as you can get, for having to live in town for now.  If I could make the housees around us disappear, to a mile or two away, I'd be in heaven!  (Not a city girl!)

So I'm not a very regular blogger, obviously. I pondered deleting this as I have my other blogs because I don't think anyone really reads it and I almost never get a single comment. But then I decided to keep it. Why? Because I don't scrapbook. I'm terrible at remembering the camera and in 10 years I'll look back and love to read these. So I'll keep going. If I gain readers and commentors, great. If not, oh well. So, look for a series of blogs to catch you up with the last few weeks.

Now, granted, I kind of have to comment on others' blogs to get readers I know, right? Well, I keep coming across "Etiquite Blogs" about how to properly post a comment. Excuse me? I know my etiquite. Be polite, don't mis-spell people's names, disagree respectfully and don't spam. Don't even try to tell me how to format my comments. That just makes you picky and you don't deserve comments, in my humble opinion.

Also, fair warning, I usually blog long and full with much strong opinion, so it could be a lengthy read. :)