I went to Hobby Lobby, looked at artificial flowers, I went to the pool and saw 11 pennies on the way (what luck!).
I went with the roommate to see her grandbaby.
We stopped at Wal-Mart >:( on the way and I had to walk down the wedding aisle.
I wasn't going to buy anything but I wanted to look.
I found these cake toppers.
We ate quesadillas at the mall later.
Here's a picture of a redneck's version of a backseat driver.
Saturday......I worked, I went to my cousin's SURPRISE! birthday party, fell in love with a kitten (see photo below), visited family, and proceeded to develop a sore throat.
Sunday......woke up with aforementioned sore throat, I worked, skipped church, poured soap on my car so the rain could wash it, thought about going to look at cars after the salespeople have all gone home, thought about cleaning my apartment, thought about buying pots and planting sunflowers at my apartment, thought about "accidentally" dropping sunflower seeds in the grass and letting nature take its course, thought about houses. It seems the house hunt has resumed itself as quickly as it dropped off but this time with renewed vigor. Here's hoping. I'm excited!
Do you watch House? Have you noticed that they always run the same depression medication commercial at the beginning of every commercial break? I think they think that the people that watch House are depressed.
First off, what's the point in taking a shower, fixing your hair, and putting on makeup to go to the dentist when the hygiene lady just gives you a bath in the chair anyways?
Apparently there was some mix up with these two brothers' appointments-one in the morning, one in the afternoon- and the mom was FREAKING out on the receptionist ladies which in turn was FREAKING them out and making them all crazy!
I hate going to the dentist and having them dig in my mouth with all that stuff.
It really hurts.
My teeth, my gums, my face is aching right now.
I saw this crazy sign that said something about donating your cut hair for the oil crisis.
How's that work?
Then I bought my wedding shoes, went back home, got the dress and went to get it altered.
Everything was going fine until some little lady with no teeth told me to come on back and get my dress on.
That was definitely not the lady I had made my appointment with because the chick I was supposed to have couldn't half speak English!!!!!!
Not a happy camper.
If those people wreck my dress I will have a duck.
I am officially Bridezilla.
Why don't dentists and dress alterations people have JD Power scores?
The roommate and I had the best luck at Sonic this evening.
Their card machine was broken so they just gave us our meal for free without asking for another form of payment of anything!
We were shocked but pleased.
Appointment with a flower shop tomorrow to get ideas.
We'll see how that goes, hopefully well.
I come from a long line of cheap skates.
I don't like to spend money unless its something good.
This has benefited me because I have no car payment and no debt for my education.
I'm torn between arranging my wedding flowers myself (because I want to be creative, DIY, and cheap) or having a reasonably priced professional arrange them for me (because I want them to be pretty and not cheap looking or hastily thrown together.)
Boots has pretty much jumped off the wedding train and decided to stand out of Bridezilla's way.
(Boots, don't go! I need help!)
I am surrounded by poop. There was poop all day long at work yesterday. Then at Target this morning, there was poop in the floor between the cash registers and the photo printer. I swear, if I have to see or smell anybody else's poop within the next few days I am going to go insane!
In a moment of weakness/boredom, I decided to reactivate my forgotten facebook account and see what the people I left behind were up to. I'm sure I will regret this decision. Folks these days just don't know how to act on The Internet and drama is sooo......dramatic.
Have you heard about this thing where you voluntarily decide to let Jillian Michaels kick your butt through your TV? Its called The 30 Day Shred but perhaps they should call it "The Grinder" because that's what it feels like truth be told. You give this woman 20 minutes of your time and she makes your legs turn to jelly. By the time we got to the second round of jumping jacks I was like, "You've got to be kidding." When we got to the kick yourself in the butt move (I am not joking people) I thought I would surely die. So I burned a few calories and sweated like a goat and then negated the whole ordeal by eating a bowl of sugar for breakfast. The healthy eating comes later I guess.
The time has come to rejoice and put on a flat hat! I...ahem!...I have finally finally FINALLY passed both of my Boards! Aaaaaaaaaaand, now sing the "Hallelujia" chorus! Now! I passed. I can't believe it. This has been one of the absolute happiest days of my life thus far. I now have free time! What shall I do first? I've got a stack of books knee-high begging me to read them since now I can; guiltfree I might add. I've got wedding planning that will procede full steam ahead! A not-so new camera that I've been waiting to play with. I want to exercise. Maybe yoga? I want to cook! And bake! I want to clean even! Today has been a good day.
P.S. Dear Boots, Thanks for your patience. You must be a saint.