Filed under: whineyness
Absolutely nothing interesting happened to me today. I did, however, leave the house! Unlike the last few days.
I may have mentioned (twelve times or so) that I’m going to a baby shower later in the month. I realized a few days ago that uh oh, the sweater I was planning to wear doesn’t go with black pants. Crap. So I ventured out to Old Navy today because
I’m addicted to their store I needed to look presentable without looking like I’m 45. I only wish I had found our Old Navy store years ago before I built up the large collection of clothes that just aren’t me.
Anyway, I went to Old Navy for a sweater. I walked out with 2 t-shirts that were on clearance (y’all, I can’t pass up a clearance on soft t-shirts), a pretty little short sleeve top for spring or summer (I have no comment on this other than it was on sale and it’s pretty), a pair of pants (also on sale! and yes, I was planning on wearing black pants, hence the need to go to the store in the first damn place, and no, these pants are not black, but they are neat and well….so there.), a nightgown (do I have to say it? on sale! Also, pretty pink! And not all weird and old like my other ones!), and a top to go with the pants to wear to the baby shower (not on sale! omg). The top, I love. It’s this pretty kind of burgundy color with a big scoop neck but a ribbon-tie thing on the back. I don’t know how to describe it, but I’ve seen them before and have always liked them.
So I get home, and something happened that has absolutely never happened before. Everything FIT and I actually LOVED everything! The burgundy top was the last thing I tried on (with the pants) and I couldn’t figure out what was wrong. Turns out, I didn’t pay attention to the actual shirt I bought, I just looked for my size and grabbed the hanger and off I went. The damn ribbon/tie thingy was tied together and hanging off one side. Crap.
I had the absolute worst time getting out of that damn shopping center. I think it was “old person who found the keys to their kid’s car” day, because I’m pretty sure at least
all most several of those people were NOT supposed to be behind the wheel of a car.
So I didn’t go back. I mean, I’m going to. But I didn’t. I do not sew. I mean, we have a needle and some thread, but other than that, I’m pretty much clueless as to what to do with them. I probably won’t go back tomorrow either. These two shopping centers that we have here (one a mall, the other a huge “strip mall” of sorts, but it’s actually got three sides) are about a mile away from each other so that section of town gets incredibly busy on the weekends. We try to avoid it at all costs. I’m not sure what happened to me today, but I just decided that I’d go brave the crowds and the stupid people That won’t be happening again for a long time.
I told you I didn’t do anything today.
Thank goodness it’s Thursday. I’m sicker than a dog ever thought about being over here. And other than having to write about how absolutely awful I feel and the nausea and the cramps and the…well…never mind.
So this week’s Things on the Road Thursday is your favorite part of your car. “My car?” I hear you ask. “I thought this was Things on the ROAD.” I hear you ask again. Well what’s on the road? Your car, of course!
My very favorite part of my Jeep Liberty is:
My door handle. Yes. I know. I know! It’s a silly thing to love so much. But it’s great! And even better, every time I drive my mom around she can’t find the door handle to get out. It’s hilarious.
I’ve seen pictures of the interior on the new Liberties (OMG SO MUCH AWESUM!) and they have done away with my precious door handles. The bastards.
So what’s your favorite part of your car? Did you play?
And also, since I am sick and whiney and there’s no one else here to complain to…
My kitty slippers, let me show you them:
Kitty slippers say “Please, make her stop talking to us!”
Filed under: electronics are out to get me, it was all his fault, whineyness
Just a little side note here….
Last week I bought my own domain name!
*pretending to be cool about it*
*jumping up and down like a totally uncool person*
Unfortunately, I am apparently a LOT more computer illiterate than I thought, so it’s taking me awhile to set everything up. Good thing I’m married to the Computer Whisperer. heh.
Anyway, he’s helping me get everything how I want it and when it’s all done, I’ll transfer everything over there and post the new address here.
Don’t get me wrong. Free hosting places like WordPress and Blogger are great. To start out with. I started out with Blogger and then moved over to WordPress and it’s been great. But it’s gotten to the point where there are SO MANY restrictions and things I can’t do with my blog that I want to do. So hopefully I will grow a brain sometime between now and when Rat gets so fed up with me saying “duuuhhh….whuuuuut?” with a confused look on my face that he quits helping me. So I guess between now and tomorrow. Hee.
On another note, I totally sliced up my finger today while washing the Jeep. I was cleaning the wheels and stuck the sponge in one of the little holes to clean the brake dust and something inside was very sharp and scratchy and put a two inch cut on the side of my index finger. On my right hand. Because of course, I’m right handed. *sigh* And I didn’t have a bandaid with a 2 inch pad thing, so I had to wrap my finger in gauze and then secure that with a bandaid. So I might type weird for awhile while I learn how to compensate when my finger falls off. But hopefully not.
Just thought I’d share my pain. Rat just keeps saying “poor baby” in an uninterested, monotone voice. Sympathy, dammit! I need flowers! And chocolate! And an interesting magazine. Maybe some jewelry. And a box of cash would make me feel ever so much better. Anyone need the address?
I’m back. And I’m beat.
And I have a headache.
And I’m watching a Closer mini marathon.
So I’m going to keep this short.
Don’t you just love it when you come home, after even a day or so being gone, and you walk in the door and it just smells like home? Your first thought is “man it’s good to be home!” and your second thought is “hey, it smells pretty good in here….thank goodness it doesn’t stink!”.
There’s nothing worse than forgetting to take the trash out before you leave for a week-long vacation. Then you come home and “that smell” hits you as soon as you walk through the door. Blech.
Clearly, I have experienced this first hand.
And now that I’ve made myself queasy, I’m going to go back to watching my marathon.
Hello second post of the hour! Actually, second post of 10 minutes!
I have really nothing interesting to write here, but I’m trying not to bomb out of the Blog 365 thing before the end of January. *sigh*
My computer does not seem to want me to accomplish that.
Anyone else desperately want a Mac? Yeah. Me too.
Still haven’t installed my picture software for my digital camera. I did find it though! Score one for me.
Just think of this post as a place holder for a much better one that may or may not show up….ever.
I’m back! Finally!
After reinstalling Windows, and then re-reinstalling Windows, and then re-re-reinstalling Windows (can you see where I’m going with this?) I’m finally back to being able to use my computer for more than a paper weight or an oddly shaped frisbee. For now.
Luckily, the Blog 365 rules are more lenient and allow me to post date this. I had a post all written up when my computer had another stroke a few days ago, but alas, since I’m using Windows Live Writer, it was gone. *sigh*
On to write two more posts! 🙂