I turn 31 Thursday. It sounds weired to me, for some reason. It sounds older than what I feel, does that make sense? I did find my first grey hairs a few weeks ago. Neal says they're just really blonde, but I'm pretty sure they're grey. Does this mean I need to start dying my hair again? I am perfectly content with it being all naural. It's so much easier than having to keep up with highlights. I guess I'll just see what happens. If it gets to be too much, I'll have to go back to the highlights. But honestly, I don't think that it's that big of a deal right now because yesterday I got asked to carry the "gifts" up to the alter during the 9am mass....which is the children's mass. Yeah, they thought I was a teenager. I was sitting next to my aunt and uncle who were about to pee on themselves they were laughing so hard. There were two other girls who carried the gifts up as well and I guess that one was around 10 and the other around 13 years old. And I was shorter than both of them.
Neal's company is moving his rig to south Texas. It will be in a small town between Houston and San Antonio. This probably means that he is going to start working 14 and 14. It will be an adjustment, but hopefully we will get used to it fairly quickly. They are not sure exactly when they are switching to 14 and 14 or when they are moving the rig, but it will be within the next few weeks. He called me last week saying that he wouldn't be home this week for my birthday so of course I took the news like an adult and cried hysterically and stopped talking to him. Really grown up, I know. Then he calls me the next morning and says that he will be home for my birthday because they're not switching to 14 and 14 yet. So I threw the fit for no reason at all.
But now I'm worried that he won't be home for the April 9th party we're throwing at our house for my brother and his family. I hate this about his line of work....they can just up and tell you to be somewhere 9 hours away at any time they want to. And there's nothing you can do about it. So hopefully this will all work out so that he's home for April 9th. I really, really, really hope so.
He got me a Kindle for my birthday and holy schnikes, I love it. So very much. Yesterday afternoon after I ran a bunch of errands and rode my bike on the trace I sat outside on the porch swing and read for like 2 hours while drinking some Abita Strawberry's. It was soooooooooo relaxing. And then I watched the series finale of Big Love. I liked it and got a little teary-eyed at the end, but I didn't find any of it shocking. I kinda' figured that was going to happen. As soon as I saw that they played the "what happened last time" clip of Margene and Pam talking about Pam separating from her husband, I just knew it. Those clips from past shows always foreshadow what it going to happen in the upcoming episode. And I'm not super satisfied with the way the Albie storyline ended, I thought it was a little weak.
So anyway......that's all I got. Later gators.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Home Improvements
So I tried to get all creative and paint office furniture this weekend. It came out okay, but wow what a pain in the ass. Our "office" is really kind of a room filled with random shit that sits in there because we don't know where else to put it. That room will one day be for a small child of some sort, but until then it is an office that holds the following:
1. a mini beer fridge
2. golf clubs
3. an old secretariat-type wooden desk that we got from the Habitat Re-Store
4. a black file cabinet
5. a black office chair
6. two sets of those white cube shelf things that you can get from Lowe's (you know, the kind that you get the little colored basket thingies to put in)
7. ironing board
8. iron
9. vacuum cleaner
and the list goes on.....
It was just a totally ugly room. So fug. I decided to try and make it better by googling how to paint a metal file cabinet and then how to paint and re-cover a plastic office chair on wheels. Both blogs that I found said to use spray paint, so that's what I got. And let me tell you, I fucking hate spray paint. I had to spray paint the furniture outside and it was so windy. And while taking the chair apart was easy, putting it back together was NOT. I finally got it, but it still feels a little funny when I sit in it. The room does look a little bit better now (not I'm going to post pictures better, but still....it does look better). I also cleaned out the closets (again) and brought bags of stuff to Goodwill. I love throwing stuff away. It's so refreshing.
I just don't understand how we've only been in this house since October and I already had to clean the closets out? Why do we have so much shit? I had a box that contained my bridal bouquet. I haven't done anything with it and I didn't plan on doing anything with it, so why keep it? It's been almost three years since the wedding, yet I just now opened the box for the first time. I took the ribbon off of it, saved it and then tossed the bouquet in the garbage.
I mean, they're just THINGS, right? I know that some people (aka my mother and my mother-in-law) keep stuff forever and ever and ever because of sentimental value, but I don't want to be like that. Because it just ends up taking up space in your house. So I'm doing my best to consistently de-clutter and throw shit away. I wish they had a Crate & Barrel here....that place has THE BEST home organization stuff ever.
1. a mini beer fridge
2. golf clubs
3. an old secretariat-type wooden desk that we got from the Habitat Re-Store
4. a black file cabinet
5. a black office chair
6. two sets of those white cube shelf things that you can get from Lowe's (you know, the kind that you get the little colored basket thingies to put in)
7. ironing board
8. iron
9. vacuum cleaner
and the list goes on.....
It was just a totally ugly room. So fug. I decided to try and make it better by googling how to paint a metal file cabinet and then how to paint and re-cover a plastic office chair on wheels. Both blogs that I found said to use spray paint, so that's what I got. And let me tell you, I fucking hate spray paint. I had to spray paint the furniture outside and it was so windy. And while taking the chair apart was easy, putting it back together was NOT. I finally got it, but it still feels a little funny when I sit in it. The room does look a little bit better now (not I'm going to post pictures better, but still....it does look better). I also cleaned out the closets (again) and brought bags of stuff to Goodwill. I love throwing stuff away. It's so refreshing.
I just don't understand how we've only been in this house since October and I already had to clean the closets out? Why do we have so much shit? I had a box that contained my bridal bouquet. I haven't done anything with it and I didn't plan on doing anything with it, so why keep it? It's been almost three years since the wedding, yet I just now opened the box for the first time. I took the ribbon off of it, saved it and then tossed the bouquet in the garbage.
I mean, they're just THINGS, right? I know that some people (aka my mother and my mother-in-law) keep stuff forever and ever and ever because of sentimental value, but I don't want to be like that. Because it just ends up taking up space in your house. So I'm doing my best to consistently de-clutter and throw shit away. I wish they had a Crate & Barrel here....that place has THE BEST home organization stuff ever.
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