Monday, October 13, 2008

My Husband is EDJUMICATED

Saturday night I took Carl down to Casmalia for a special little treat of over priced corn fed beef and delectable sides to celebrate his new duhgree.  My husband is now the Master of Business.  Had you heard?

He was so proud to be finished even the folks in New York must have heard him yell about it!

As we sat there munching, my husband started a conversation about the economy (oh yes, my husband is a fun one to party with).  Somehow we got around to discussing hair and the cost to get mine cut, colored along with the cost to have all the other girly bits I require maintained each month.  He wondered aloud if stylists and the like made any money.  He actually said to me, "What's the mark up on a hair cut anyway?"

I looked at him with a blank stare.  I'm glad he received his degree before they heard him ask that.  I just smiled and told him how proud I was that he had his Master's Degree.  

I love that man, but he NEEDS me.  

Friday, October 10, 2008

A Sad Little Something

A sad little something followed some great news.

The great news?  My new migraine medicine works amazingly well.  My migraines still happen, and they still happen almost every week (yes, the great news is coming) but they last only an hour or two!  Yay!

The sad little something, you wonder?

My migraine medication made me lose my sense of taste.

That's right.  If I have a bad day and I want to gorge on chocolate, I can.  I just can't taste it.

That's right.  I can't taste chocolate.  At all.

It's like being on a diet and not being able to cheat.  

Part of me wondered if there was a way to move my tongue and rub the chocolate around on my cheeks until it melted.

Okay, I tried it.  It didn't work.

I can't even taste soda, and if you know me, you know I love my soda.

Anyway, I've had quite the week and last night I needed a glass of wine.  I tried to really hard to convince myself that all the bottles we had on hand went bad.  After I'd opened and tasted at least eleven bottles, my husband walked a tear stained and shaken woman back to bed and told me to "let it go".  

My life is over.  I can't taste.

I doubt I'll lose any weight because I'm not a quitter.

I wonder if I'll lose my sense of fashion?

Funny Friday

I'm sure I would have found this more humorous if I would have been able to travel this week.

Unless, of course, it would have been my luggage they tagged.



and this one because I need the love...



Thursday, October 9, 2008

Wants Vs. Needs

I don't mind a little confrontation. Actually, it's like my morning coffee, I need it to get me started in the morning.

That being said, please know that is not my intention with this post. I don't normally go all political or religious on this here little blog because my mama told me never to discuss politics or religion with anyone with whom I intend to maintain a friendship.

Therefore, we won't discuss.

I'll talk. You just listen and know that I'm not meaning to delve into anybody's political business.
I'm just spilling what is in my brain. Brace yourselves sometimes it comes out all jumbled up.

First, let me say that this whole economic mess makes me really uncomfortable. I watch the dow plunging and my stomach gets all woozy.

Not only does the financial condition of our country seem to be plummeting, but it seems to be plummeting under conditions that are unprecedented.

The thought that keeps coming to me, however, is that we are getting what we deserve. What did we expect?

Before you get rowdy, know that I am including myself in that "we".

I know several people who are living in 5000 square foot homes but are struggling to pay their electric bill.

Friends who have 75 cents in their checking accounts at the end of each month are driving Hummers.

A family going on a two week luxury vacation with no job to return to when they get back home.

I even have a friend who just bought herself a new Escalade and put rims on it while her house is being repossessed.
I couldn't make that up.

I've made stupid purchases myself. Mountains of clothes with tags still on them hang neatly in my closet. Never worn.

We have money in the stock market and it has been scary. Like, hide in fetal position under my bed kind of scary.

We don't try to live above our meants. I know that we didn't set out to live that way. In fact, I feel that by the world's standards, we live very carefully. But why are we affected by this financial disaster if we aren't living above our means?

Hungry Husband and I have been revamping our budget over the last few months and it has not been fun.

We've had to cut things that are pleasant.

House keeping service? Bye Bye. (Weeping and gnashing of teeth.)

Gym? See ya later.

Mani/Pedi? Only monthly now.

Eating out? Once a week, thank you very much.

Dry cleaning? Might ought to wear things twice.

We are not in financial crisis as much as we are preparing to live more responsibly.

Look at that list of things that we are letting go. I mean, seriously. Each of those items is something that I was letting someone else do for me.

Not one of those things is bad.

I have enjoyed each one immensely.

Immensely.

In no way am I judging anyone who partakes of any of those things.

I am just saying that for our family, at this time, those are not things that I need. They are just things that I want.

Our world has gotten needs and wants really confused.

Do we even know what we need anymore?

I don't know about you, but for the past few years I have felt the urge to simplify my life.
Get rid of stuff. Choose to be involved in things that matter as opposed to the fluff that fills time.
To live richly with less.

However, as our budget analysis has proven, I have a long way to go. I am thinking that I haven't really even started.

I'm wondering about you. Do you have those same thoughts? Have you been overwhelmed by the direction in which our world seems to be heading? Not politically so much, but materialistically?

Oh, and I don't know if you've heard, but I enjoy confrontation if you were thinking you wanted to bring it. You just can't do it today, cause my mama said.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Works For Me Wednesday

It's Works For Me Wednesday again and I've got to be honest. I'm getting a little burnt out. This may be my last contribution.

I know, I know. You're going to so miss my delightful ideas and "can't live without them" techniques, but seriuosly, you can live without most of this stuff.
So brace yourself for my last (maybe) Works for me Wednesday idea.
Right in time for winter colds, I'm going to share with you the best way to get rid of chapped lips fast.
Loading on the Chapstick DOES NOT WORK. You have to remove the "chapped" first.
Take an old toothbrush and dip it in Vaseline.
Brush you lips gently.
You have to get rid of the dry stuff before the Chapstick will ever work.
See. I'm running out of fuel.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

GratiTuesday

It's Tuesday so you know it must be GratiTuesday, time for me to give a little shout out to the Lord for something which I am eternally grateful.

Today I'm grateful for my JOB!
Yesterday my boss quit. When you work directly for someone and they quit, well you start to wonder what you'll be doing.
I started to panic that I might be let go. I'm not sure why I worried, but I did. I received a call later in the afternoon that my job was secure and that the SVP would like me to stay on the project.
I need to remember that I chose this. I don't have to work, I WANT to work. I could walk away at any moment and stay home. We would be okay. Maybe not as many dinners out. Maybe not as many Coach Bags or Naughty Monkey shoes. Maybe not as much Stampin!, but we'd make it.
I'm sure in days to come I'll be overwhelmed by the work left behind. I'll be frustrated and angry. I'll cry and stomp my feet (yes, I still do that).
Today I will find grace and peace in my work (before it kicks my ar$e), but I am grateful that I am able to work and that I have a job in this economy and okay, okay you caught me...I'm grateful that I have....no boss!

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Can I ask for a little help?

Ya'll listening?

I'm a little nervous.  I really don't like to fly, you see, and I'm leaving for NY on Thursday.

I'm flying all the way to NY from California (Yes, all the way across the country - wah).

Would you kind folks mind saying a quick prayer that I get to NY safely and without any, you know, loss of luggage (or breakfast)?  I kinda, um, get motion sickness and stuff when I travel.

Also, if you could throw in a quick prayer for my Divita (cause I'm even more worried about this part) I'd be really grateful. 
She's just fine but she has that darn Addison's Disease and stress (i.e. Mommy leaving for a week) could have very fatal consequences.  If you could just ask your God if Divita could be stress free and without worry or concern during her mommy's absence I would be extra grateful.

Now I've got to get some rest, because between now and Tuesday, with all my stress, I'm going to try to find something to be really grateful about and that's going to take some serious thinking!

Friday, October 3, 2008

Funny Friday - More Ironic

Nature is never in a hurry, yet things are always finished on time.

Autumn, for instance:



Thursday, October 2, 2008

Quilting Cards

Easier than they look.



Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Works For Me Wednesday

So it's Works for me Wednesday over at Shannon's again (you know, since it's Wednesday and all I probably shouldn't act so surprised).


Since it's also the first Wednesday of the month she got all cute and made it a themed WFMW. It's all about what works for me in the kitchen.


What's with all these southern girls needing to have things work in the kitchen?


You know what works for me in the kitchen? My trash can having a pedal. My fridge having a door handle. I don't know. Ask me something useful.


I guess I have recipes in my kitchen and they work for me when I use them or when I can find them. I keep them in a binder with plastic sheet covers because when I am in the kitchen I tend to be a lot like I am every where else.


That's right. A little messy.


I must say, I'm not all that helpful today.


I hope you weren't expecting much.


Maybe try out Shannon's place and see if you can get some good advice over there.


Try me again tomorrow or on a day when we talk finance or real estate contract documents.


Now there's an interesting subject where I could shed some light.