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