I hope to do better...

I guess you could say I got quite bored with blogging. I mean let's face it, I don't live a very exciting life. Most days I dream up stuff to do to fill my day, watch a movie, play games, go for walks, take pictures, talk on the phone, light housework and of course crocheting. To tell you the truth, I'm pretty boring. My day doesn't brighten till the hubs gets home and that's only an hour or two before he hits the hay.

Here lately I have been filling my time with crocheting, and have gotten alot of it done. Well that time is about over since the high today will be 87, impossible to work with yarn and blankets in that weather.

Soo, what's left? Do I return to the blogging world and try to win all my friends back or do I find something else to comsume my time? For now, I have opted to try to win back the bloggy love. Yall have all been so kind and patient with me, I really don't deserve such loyalty, considering I can't even remember the last time I read some one elses blog. I am determined to read at least ten blogs a day, so if I don't get around to you but once a week, please bear with me. Ten blogs is about 2-3 hours of my day, so it's a start.

Tuesday I started my spring cleaning and totally kicked A** in the livingroom, it was spic and span by time I got done. Although it did take all day to do it. Yesterday, I started tearing apart my closet, getting it all reorganized and in top shape but halfway through the process I started not feeling well. Temp of 101.2 and feeling run over. I spent the rest of the day in and outta bed till this afternoon. My fever broke and all I am left with is a sore and constant tickle in my throat. Thank goodness it wasn't one of those long drawn out death scenes, where you not completely convinced your going to make it through.

I guess I'd better close this up, so I can get to reading them blog posts. See ya around.

Making it through the winter chores...

There is just something about the winter months that keeps me soo busy.

First it's the holidays and all of it's hoopla, get ready for, then doing and then there is the recooping. Then we move into the switching over to the new year, for me that is a big deal. Switch out all the previous folders of bills and reciepts, tally the expenses of the year, file away all this junk and throw away the stuff from years past (but first go through it all and determine that it is throw awayable). Then there is all the stuff that was in storage that we are going through and repackaging, organizing and downsizing, what a chore. AND lets not forget TAX season, what a big stresser! Naturally I had to add to the mess with taking on 6 crochet projects to be finished before the warmer weather kicks in, which happens fast here in Texas.




Well I made it through all the paperwork and craziness and managed to get it all done. My desk is finally clean and my drawers/folders are ready for the new year, finally. The holidays are finally behind me (except for hubby's upcoming b-day)and the crocheting is more than half done. Still working on the storage stuff.

Maybe now that I have eliminated a large portion of it all, I will be able to think straight and get back on track with this blog and all my friends.

A Busy Weekend

This has been a very busy weekend.

Saturday... I went to my best friends house and picked her up in the sloppy mess of weather we have been having lately. We ventured out into the abyss of people in the caos that is Walmart. Our mission was yarn. What a huge disappointment. The one color we was most certainly after, was not there, as it should be. The one thing that made the trip bearable was getting to see bf's greatgrandkids, who met us there for a brief visit. We were off to the next closest walmart to do another search for that one color. This time the selection was good, much to our relief. We loaded up our buggy with as much as my card could stand.

The torment of the day was the rumor that walmart is going to discontinue their yarn sales. This has us greatly distressed. Walmart is the cheapest place to get yarn and soon we will no longer be able to get it. Okay maybe we will be able to get it, but at a much higher price. A blanket that once costed $40-50 to make is now going to be around $65-90, depending on where you get it. "They" say crochet and knitting is a dying art, well when forced to fork out higher bucks and search at length for places to buy, that really just might happen. Very sad.

Okay, enough of that pity party.
Soo we are driving along and I see this batch of black cows just standing around, I guess they we holding a meeting or something. I suddenly burst out laughing. My mind comes up with the stupidest stuff and amuses me greatly. Hubby says "What's soo funny?" Okay soo what I saw was one of the cows face was half white and he or she was the only one with any white on them. My mind wondered...I wonder if that cow knows that it looks like that? Has the other cows told him that he was different? Do they not let him play cow games? LOL! It's still funny, at least to me. Then I got to thinking about all the other animals in the world...How do they know what they look like? Do my dogs know? Do they judge each other by looks as people do? AND there ya go...the mind is a curious thing and super funny at times.

Sunday...We spent the whole day cleaning out the spare/storage room. I told hubby that in order for us to save $40 bucks a month to go towards this **** new car payment, we were going to have to clean out that room and bring home everything we have in storage. I said that a week and a half ago and all I had done to begin this process was to fill up the back of my truck and left it sitting there all week. I was determined to get this done TODAY! Hahaha, the joke was on me. Kinda like the eyes are bigger than the stomach thing.

I got up and opened the door to the jungle of the spare room. Sigh. Okay heather, just move one item at a time and all will be okay. First I begin at picking up an item and expamining it, do we really need this? Is it broken? Could I possiably get away with throwing it away? Could I find a perament place for this item? Before I knew it I had made a dent. Then the unexpected happened (secretly expected), hubby got up from his lazy sunday position in front of the tv and joined in on the expedition. I say secretly expected cause it is sooo easy to get him to join in. All I have to do is ask questions about this item or that item and the response is almost always the same... What are you doing? What are you throwing away? LOL! AND up out of his chair he comes! He just makes it way too easy. LOL!

I told him I was wanting to find at least 20 items that could be trashed. We ended up throwing away 74 items. I was very impressed! We worked hard and the room looks soo much better, well for now it does, cause I still got plenty to fill it back up again. Ohhh I sure do need a linen closet. Sigh.

That is about it for now. I need to get back to my crocheting.
Yall have a great one!

Weekend with Hubby

Saturday I went to the flea market. I was really in the need for a personal shopping trip, even though it wasn't an extravagant trip (15$), it was alot of fun just browsing around for a little while. Then I went grocery shopping, which is always an exhausting ordeal. The store was packed with last minute shoppers for Halloween, I was just doing my weekly shopping. I came home content and tired. I saw hubby was already home and I was thinking I was finally going to get some help with carrying the groceries in. NOT! (normally he would)

This is the reason why:

Here is his story (after some henning from me about bring things home, but this time I was kidding cause this work bench he really needed):

He saw this man on the side of the road selling alot of things but mostly he saw that bench. On his way home he stopped to look it over. He asked the man how much. The man said he wants a 100, but he would let it go for 85. Hubby lets him know he only has 65, so if he was still around next weekend he would give him 80 for it. The man mulls it over and says he would hate to have to come back next weekend, so he will take that 65. Hubby spent all of his saved up pocket money, but personally I think he made a good deal. Anyway he was piddling with his new toy that came with a vise and a bench grinder with a light. Very happy hubby! BUT he had to work really hard to get the shed cleared out to put it in there. Soo he was happy, but tired.
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Saturday night we watched Scared Shreikless, yeah it was funny! Loved it when gingy was telling his story! I tried to stay up to watch Gremlins, but couldn't stay awake. I thought I was going to take a short hour nap, it turned into 5 hours! I know, I was just as surprised! I stayed up for 5 hours and then slept even four hours more. NINE hours of sleep! Blows my mind!
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Sunday morning I had soo much energy, must have been from all that sleep. I attacked the kitchen and started moving things and cleaning behind and under and a little reorganizing. Plus putting a roast on.

Hubby the channel flipper, was bouncing between the race and old scary movies. You know..Boris Karloff and Vincent Price, then suddenly it's Brian Vickers and Clint Boyer. I let him do his thing, well cause...both were good choices and I was watching both with him.

Suddenly out of nowhere (most likely brought on by a commercial) I say this:
Me: Soo, you think we will get any trick or treaters?

Hubby: Me!! (with his hand out)

Me: You’ll have to get dressed up in order to get any candy.

Hubby: What I’m not scary enough right now?!

Me: I‘m laughing and decide to share this with yall and as I walk by he says

Hubby: “Hey”

Me: Yeah

Hubby: “BOO!!!”
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Hubby later out of the blue says:

Trick or treat?

I get up and go in to look at him.

I say (Stupidly)..TRICK.

Hubby: Ohhhhh, you are sooo in for it now! Your gonna wish you had given me a treat!

I laugh and come back to the computer.

About 20 minutes later, while sitting here all engrossed in what I am researching...

BOOOOOO!!!! Right in my ear, with finger jabs to my sides!

#@%&!!! Scared the "you know what" out of me!

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I spent the rest of the day buying yarn on Ebay, finishing up the mess I made in the kitchen and watching Avatar with hubby (my second time, his first).
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Not a single trick or treater as I knew we wouldn't. We haven't seen one of those since the late eighties!
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A very nice weekend with the hubby. HAHAHAHAHA (insert evil laugh)

Not So Fresh Zombie

Sunday:

I spent the whole day tearing my office apart and reorganizing it.

I currently have two desks in my office. Well, one is actually a desk with 4 drawers, the other is a kitchen table. The real desk is damaged and not large enough for my needs, so I decided it was high time to empty it out and get rid of it. To do this..I had to find a solution for all the office supplies I have been storing in it. Last year we bought large bookshelves and on another occasion I had gotten some decorative boxes on sale after Christmas. I made a point of getting some sticky labels just for this chore. Needless to say I filled boxes and reorganized and dusted and threw a crap load of things away. It was a eight hour chore and my feet felt like they were going to burst, but everything is all nice and neat and for the time being a little lost. I keep trying to turn my chair around to other desk to get something, but when I open a empty drawer, I have to try to remember where I relocated that item.

Now how to relocate a usable, slightly damaged desk. I guess I will be using Craig's list tomorrow and if that doesn't work then I'll have to move on to Freecycle.

I was so tired I never even got around to reading everyones posts. I went to bed 2 hours early!

Monday:

The agenda for the day was to go spend time with the grandkids, which I did and had a blast as I always do.

Bright and early in the wee hours of 8 o'clock in the morning, I was awakened by grandsons voice on the answering machine. He was wanting to know when I was going to be there. Well..my first waking thought was..not now, that's for sure, my feet haven't even hit the floor yet! LOL!

If I had to be woken up, I'm glad to have had it be him and not by a bark in my ear or a pounce on my tummy!

I called him back with my first morning coffee and scruffy voice. He was sorry to wake me so early, but I guess he was in a hurry for this day to begin. I told him noon cause he has school work to do. He made a point to let me know he was already doing his school work. LOL!

Really made me feel old for using wee hours of the morning for sleeping! My goodness what was I thinking wasting the morning away! No sleeping off the previous days work when there are grandkids waiting on zombie grumpy old Nana to get her act together and find the sweet Nana, for the day! LOL!

I did get there at 10:45. I was entertained from that moment on. We played and talked and played some more. There was lunch and tears over a missing toy and lots of things for Nana to be caught up on. We went shopping here and there and by 3pm I was ever so ready for a nap!

I told the youngest (3yrs) that Nana was going home to take a nap and that I would be back later on.
He says..After your nap?
Me..No, maybe next week.
He says..Okay! (with a happy bounce)
Cracks me up!!!

I left and went back to one of the stores and got a new rug for my office. I get home and check all my comments and Facebook. At 4:30 I crawl under the covers and settle down to take that much needed nap. 2 minutes later hubby is home!

The not so fresh zombie is now making supper and trying to engage in conversation with hubby and listen to his day and tell him about mine. I think I must have zombied out cause for the life of me I can't remember a thing we talked about.

I spent two hours downloading 12 pics on Facebook and finally was sooooo tired I decided to shut down the computer and go to bed at the very early hour of 9pm. My mistake was to sit down in front of the tv and flip threw the menu and watch Hoarders.

I don't know why this show affects me the way it does, but I got up and was headed to bed when instead I found myself scrubbing the toilet, sweeping the floor, changing the wastebasket and scrubbing it down, cleaning the counter. I then moved on into the kitchen. Washing the dishes, wall around the sink area, stove top, sweeping the floor and making hubby's lunch.

This only took me 45 minutes, but still it woke me up enough to be writing this post from 10:55pm to 11:50pm. Well now that it is almost midnight and I am about dead enough to fall out of my chair, I had better sign off and say good night!

A Day in Seguin with the Parents

Yesterday, I volunteered to go and help my parents clean house. Why they can't do it themselves? Well, they are OLD! They live in an apartment complex that has annual inspections. Checking the appliances, walls, floors, carpets and ect...

Well with dad being old and clumsy and all the grand kids being there quite often, things get spilled. Dad's wheelchair leaks grease or oil and of course the weather causes dirty carpets too.

We went through things, fixed things and threw away a lot. Then we went about doing the carpets, by hand! There I was down on my hands and knees scrubbing the carpet. OMGoodness, my knees!! Thankfully my sisters helped out as much as they could.

At one point or another I had to help get Mom or Dad off the floor. Dad grunted and groaned. Mom was stuck good and it sounded like all her bones creaked and cracked in trying to get up.

We were all an awful sight!

In going to help out I got to finally get to see the latest addition to our family.

Nathan.






His brother, Randall.


His twin sisters, Maryanne and Madeline.


I am soo tired and managed to hurt myself many times! I think I might have to lay off on my yard work, at least till my knees and my ankle heal!

False Fronts

I believe you have all seen the pics of my yard in horrible need of mowing. With that in mind, it is safe to say I am not the best yard keeper by any means. My grass gets unruly and my flowerbeds have been taken over by the weeds.

I do have some things out there that I fully intend to address as soon as it quits raining.

Like..
Two stacks of cement slabs (for a walkway), that haven't made it to the ground yet.
Some odds and ends of empty flower pots.
A mirror that hubby had leaning against the fence and the wind knocked it over and broke it. I have yet to clean it up.
Yes, I'm a little lazy for not having done these things.

Here is my issue...
I was mowing the grass on the third day of no rain. The lawnmower didn't like the idea cause the grass was still pretty wet. Oh well, it had to be done before I go crazy! I couldn't stand it any longer, not with the threat of more rain in the forecast!

As I was mowing, I was noticing little pieces of trash in the back yard. I'm hoping it was just the wind and not thrown over the fence on purpose. A few pieces, but enough for me to take real good notice of my neighbors yard.

These people haven't lived here but four months and their yard has trash all over the place! I'm not talking a few scrap pieces of paper. No, this is like someone dumped out several bags of household trash in their yard and spread it out all over the place.

My neighbor pulls into their driveway, goes in the house and comes back with some cleaning supplies. Obviously, she's not going to use that stuff on the yard.

On my next round, I notice that she is sitting on the ground cleaning the....
RIMS OF HER CAR!!

Seriously?! I was dumb founded!

Why on earth would it be so important for folks to see you driving around in a super clean car, in the middle of the rainy and muddy season?

Look at me in my super clean car, pumping my bad ass tunes for everyone to hear, so they will look at me! I am falsely advertising myself but as long as they don't go to my house, they will never know.

I just don't get it.

Why do people feel the need to put on a false front?

Trying to convince other people in public that they are one thing, but really at home they are the total opposite.

Another example of false fronts...
A family walks into the church on Sunday and present themselves as a perfect family.
When they get back home, it is total different story.

I can be guilty of putting on a false front. If I know I got company coming, I clean like a mad woman. All the little stuff I ignore most of the time. Like..cleaning the A/C or taking apart the fan. All of that is mostly for allergy control, considering most of my family have asthma.

Any ideas on why people do this, instead of being true to themselves?
Or
Share an example of a false front you have experienced or done.

Cottage cheese and Lovely Art.

Excuse me while I sit here and eat cottage cheese from the container (it's all mine, hubby hates the stuff) and think on what brilliant post I am going to come up with.

I feel so brain dead today.
I read some of yalls posts, it seemed like it took FOREVER.
Four hours later and still not done, I took a nap.
Did laundry and dusted.
I briefly thought about mowing the yard, naw I don't have the energy, besides it is still a little muddy.
Watched Color Splash, Spice up my Kitchen and Holmes on homes.
Talked politics with brother and mother (an hour each).
Cooked supper.
Watched NCIS.
Went to Facebook and farted around (searched and friend requested cousins)for about an hour.
Played with the dogs and cleaned up the kitchen.
I literally did nothing today.

Now here I am with nothing on my mind. It is actually kind of refreshing. Not just peace in the house but of mind too. Lovely!

Why ruin a good thing!

Here is some lovely art for yall to look at..

Stuff Around the House

Ah, so it is finally Tuesday again. I took pics in preparation for today's post, but since I told yall yesterday that I was headed to go get that dresser I had been pining for, I thought I would do that instead.

A little story...

About a month ago (Dec 27th) on my way back from grocery shopping, I stopped at this little tiny town's Flea Market. (The building was an 18 wheeler garage, they gutted it last summer and converted it to our own little multiple family continuous yard sale. Ever since it opened, I have been a frequent customer.) I went halfway down looking over things carefully (don't want to miss anything), when my eyes fell on a dresser and the rest of the place just melted out of view.

I looked it over, it had some slight flaws, but all in all a very nice piece. I guess you could say it was Love at first sight, you know that feeling in your gut that says "I am perfect for you and you are perfect for me."

It was as if this dresser was talking to me...
Please take me home, wash me, polish me and use me! I need a warm home, this cold dark place is ruining my wood! Do you know how awful it is to have rats think you are perfect to nest in. They chewed a hole in my un-see-ables!

I asked the man "How much?" He say 60, but I'll take 50. My heart sank. I was currently the owner of only 32. I looked at it once more and left. Determined (in my mind) to save up the money and hope it would still be there.

I went back once a week, to make sure it was still there. Thankfully it was, each time.

Finally, (through a bit of financial luck) I was headed to get my diamond in the ruff. I walk in and instantly sent my glance to where it had been all this time. I started to panic! The whole area was empty. I rush down to the area, my heart sinking at each step. I was audibly muttering "Oh, No!" I felt like I was an the verge of a full blown tantrum. I swung around to look back towards the entrance to send the cruel lady who sold it a growling look.

Suddenly,
Out of the corner of my eye (as if beaming it's dull smile at me) there it was on the opposite wall.

I breathed.

Then I saw this other woman walking towards it (I not knowing at the time, she was a worker there), I rushed over there and planted my big butt on it, not putting any weight on it, but getting my point across! It's Mine, back off!

I can't remember the last time I was eager to whip out money and give it to someone else! Relief washes over me and at last we are together.

After spending the last two days doing some heavy duty cleaning and fixing some of it's minor flaws (like the hole the rats chewed) and with fresh liners, I proudly present my new dresser.

The Pressure I put on Myself

The pressure I have put on myself to get this house into shape for all my expected company this Thursday, is really working. We have found our niche, we work better under pressure (well at least I do and I drag his weary old body along with me).

Yesterday hubby and I got a lot done in my bedroom. Mostly moving things around and reorganizing boxes, compacting everything enough to get space for my bed.

You heard me right! My bed is finally no longer in the living room, it has made it into the bedroom! Not exactly how I was hoping it would go. I was hoping to get the new floor in and some paint on the walls before this, but hey, I'll take it for now.

Getting the bed out of the living room, opened up the chance to move some furniture into the living room where it belonged, instead of scattered through out the house. I was thrilled with all of this, I had been waiting so long for it. I spent a good while of the day, repositioning everything trying to make it look decent and functional for hubby. Not an easy task with what old crappy furniture I have to work with. I will probably still move some things today, it just isn't flowing well for me, just yet.

Moving furniture and cleaning, hubby pooped out on me after a few hours, but I got a lot out of him and then there is still today. He is going to be begging to go back to work, just to get away from me!

My dogs were quite confused last night when I said "lets go to bed", they looked at me as if to say "where is the bed?" I busted out laughing!

It was weird sleeping in the bedroom for the first time, but I'm sure we will get used to it.

Hubby and I are debating on whether to put up the Christmas tree now or to wait till after Thanksgiving. He wants it up and I'm just not sure, but I think MAYBE I'll let him have his way, this time!

He sure has been such a good sport about it all and such a big helper!!

I am such a cry baby or sentimental fool

I am such a cry baby or sentimental fool. Your pick.

Hubby was home all day yesterday, due to down pouring rain. He decided he was going to watch "The Patriot" on his big T.V..

I was hanging pics and things on the kitchen walls and started some super cleaning. I cleaned the frig, stove and microwave inside and out. Dusted and washed everything.

I was in my element, humming to myself and brain on overload.

Occasionally, I would here the movie. I've seen it soo many times, I knew exactly where the movie was at and who was talking. I tried to ignore it and keep up with my work, but I kept finding myself listening.

I knew it was coming, I tried to steel myself from it.
I was even finding excuses to get further from the sound.
I thought I had timed it perfectly.
I come out of the farthest room, thinking I was coming out on the next scene.
Wrong!
I came out right at the moment I was trying to avoid.




This scene gets me every time.
(sorry it's not a video, I have dial-up. Although I don't think I could handle watching it or hearing it again.)

At the moment this little girl decides to cry to her father...my chest caves, my breathe is caught in my throat (resulting in instant lump, that last well past the scene) and the tears start to flow. At least a two tissue moment.

No matter how hard I try I can't make it past this scene without tearing up.

Does this happen to you?

If so, What movie and scene really gets your tears going, no matter how many times you watch it?

Barking at the wind!

Well, I just don't know about my roommates! Roommates being 3 dogs, 2 cats and one large hubby!

All of my roommates get mad at me when I start moving things around and cleaning, disturbing their peace and routine.

Well, would it really kill them to...

Stop shedding hair for a week, I picked up a kitten and puppies worth of fur.


Make their beds once in awhile, although every now and then I will catch Stitch trying to. Good boy!


Put your toys back were they got them, toys are fun but COME ON! Do they have to be a permenate decor! Hubby is included..remote contolled helicoptor!

Stop sliding the little rugs all over the floor, they are not flying carpets!


Wipe their paws on entry to MY house! That goes for the big guy too!


Keep the Cat litter in the box, not a trail all along the bathroom floor!


Stop fighting! Can't we all just get along like a happy family!



These things would lighten my load, soo much!

How about a little apreciation for the one who feeds and cleans up after them.
AND lets them run out the door barking wildly at the wind blowing or "SQUIRREL"!

Sometimes, I feel like I'm the one barking at the wind!