I’m looking forward to relaxing this evening because I was running around non-stop last night.
There was a trip to Target for a cupcake pan, dinner, baking and frosting cupcakes, laundry, and cleaning Peanut’s stuff. After all was said and done it was 9:30 pm before I got to sit down and by then I was too exhausted to do anything else but go to bed.
I told Joe that the only thing I’m doing tonight is him.
Now I remember why I skip watching the Thanksgiving Day parade every year – BORING! And why does it end with Santa Claus wishing everyone a Merry Christmas? It would be awesome if a turkey came out and mowed his ass down.
I was yelling at the tv, “shut the fuck up Santa, or I’ll slit your reindeer’s throats” to which Joe added, “you’re going to find Rudolph’s nose in a box”. LMAO!
We invited my brother and his girlfriend to go on a haunted forest walk with us last night. These plans were made two weeks in advance, but you can’t fight mother nature. Shortly after they arrived it started raining, so after our dinner of Lou Malnati’s deep dish pizza we played some games instead; Pictionary and Guitar Hero, to be exact. I also made brownies which everyone seemed to like.
My brother must have enjoyed himself because he really didn’t want to leave but they both had to be up early the next morning. I hope his girlfriend had fun. It’s hard to tell with her because she’s much more quiet than he is. I hope the long drive, which was made even longer by the Friday evening rush-hour traffic, doesn’t turn them off from visiting again.
I had a lot of fun. I’ve been wanting to spend some “quality” time with my brother but in the past it seemed he wanted nothing to do with me. Perhaps now that he’s older we’ll be able to hang out more often. I may be 10 years older physically, but not mentally. ;)
I apparently don’t look to be in my thirties either. I was standing in Sears today waiting for Joe to grab the bathroom rugs/towels from the car so we could return them when an older employee asked me if she could help me with anything. When I told her I was waiting for my husband she was genuinely shocked and said I looked too young to be married. When I told her I was in my thirties she wanted to know my secret. Just lucky, I guess. Now I don’t feel so bad for being mistaken for twelve years old back when I was eighteen.
Happy Friday everyone. I’m not as happy as I usually am on Fridays because our time off is coming to an end. It was nice while it lasted.
Yesterday we ended up going to the mall in lieu of any good ideas of where to go. I wanted to check out the jeans at The Gap because I heard good things about them. Unfortunately none of them fit well. The size 10 was too big and the size 8 was too tight in one style. In another the size 8 was perfect except the big gap in the back (hmmm, could that be why they named the store the way they did). It was even worse than my cheap jeans.
All was not lost, however. I got a kick-ass deal on dress pants at New York & Company. It’s my favorite place for pants for work because at least once a year I find the most comfortable pants on sale. This time I got two pair for $33 (one pair is normally $30). I also got a beautiful warm cream and tan-colored sweater at Kohls.
Without anything else to do, I cleaned our hall closet when we got home and decided to take back the bathroom rugs and matching towels we had purchased at Sears last weekend. They are a beautiful shade of purple but we already have too many towels and we’re running out of adequate space to store it all. Not to mention the fact that we don’t need a new bathroom set – I just wanted one. But frankly I’m tired of all the stuff we have, so they are going back. Luckily I hadn’t taken off any tags or washed them yet.
One thing we have way too much of is candle stuff. We have tons of different candle holders and lots and lots of different sized candles. Also lots of different scents, mostly from Yankee Candle. So I gathered up all the ones I have never used and probably never will and threw them in a bag for the garage sale we plan to have next Spring. I also gathered up all my old Walkmans (why I was holding onto them is beyond me) and threw them in the bag. I doubt they will sell, but you never know. My old film cameras went into the bag too. In fact, I might sell my first ever digital camera. Technology has come a long way in five years and we haven’t touched the camera in a long time. I still have the original manual, box, CF card, a nice bag, and a zoom lens. I think selling it as a kit for a kid interested in photography would be a good way to go. I’m not delusional to think we’ll get much for it but is $50 too high of an asking price on a 3 MP Nikon with a zoom lens and rechargeable battery? I could even throw in a few small capacity CF cards to sweeten the deal. All total I paid over $750 for everything when new. Or is Craig’s List better for that sort of thing? I have a distaste for garage sales because they often attract some of the cheapest people alive who want to try and haggle over 10 cents. It makes me want to tell them to get off my property. Like it’s not cheap enough! Plus I’ve heard stories of people stealing from garage sales. How pathetic!
Anyway, I have to run. We’re having my brother and his girlfriend over tonight for dinner and, weather permitting, a haunted forest walk. It should be fun.
A word to the wise – the reason Carol Stream’s Oktoberfest is not heavily advertised, or even listed on Metromix’s website, is because it’s not worth attending. We actually dragged our butts out of the house today in anticipation of some good German food and music and for what? Nothing! The was one pathetic food booth (two if you count Culver’s frozen treats which I do not) and a band who wasn’t playing any music. And you should have seen the keg. I’ve seen larger ones at kids’ parties.
In a matter of five minutes we were gone and on our way to Blockbuster to rent a movie instead. I’m making tacos and I sure do hope they don’t kill me since my body is reacting oddly to a variety of foods since August. I mean tongue swelling from yogurt? WTF?