waiting...

it feels like my winter is spent waiting. for school to end. for the meat to thaw. for joe to get home. for friday. for someone to play their freaking turn on wordscraper. for book club. for motivation. for the laundry pile to be big enough to force me to do laundry. for summer. for my garden. oh my garden. i made a list of things to do in the garden during the end of winter. i can't do anything till march. so now i'm waiting till march. argh.

i need projects. that are free.

grumble..work...complain

i need a job. at night. it sucks but something must be done. side work won't pay the bills. neither will painting my mom's basement. as much as i love doing that...... i have the best daycare kid EVER so i don't really want to try getting more. that is always more hassle than it's worth. think starbucks would be nice. serving is for the young and much more motivated. plus i don't think i could handle all the drama. i could do a night shift somewhere. i would stock the crap out of those shelves! but, oh, my sleep! my precious, precious sleep! i truly am the biggest baby.

why i had to go out dressed like this......

the cold water in my bathroom decided not to work last night. so i had to bathe in the hall bath where none of my shampoo is. yes, i could have, and should have, taken my stuff from the other bathroom, but alas, i am lazy. today while attempting to not have an emotional crisis over nothing, i was actually doing my hair. turns out, i should have washed it not only yesterday but any of the previous 4 days. ick. my hair looked wet. it wasn't. i tried the trick of powder on the roots. sooo........makeup powder doesn't work the same as baby powder. now my hair looked wet and tan. i tried to find a hat~ nothin. this lovely do-rag (this is what we call them) was going to have to be my adornment for the rest of the day. i went to lunch w joe, to the chef outlet store, the dutch bakery, the feed store, a fly fishing store, a music store, hobby lobby, the salvation army and my kids' school with a do-rag on my head. my mother would be so proud.

also, i had the paris hilton sunglasses on all day too!

a bit disheartening

so i was watching tv last night and one of the characters was outside with a cup of coffee. someone screamed from the side "this woman is still breathing!" and he dropped his coffee and ran to help. here's the sad part~ i knew as i was watching that i would have looked for a place to *set* my coffee down THEN run over to help the lady. is this the semi-clean girl in me or the ultra-selfish beeotch? if it was indoors i think i could pawn off this behavior to not wanting to make a mess on the floor. but it was outside! who cares?! apparently i do, about my coffee! i figure that i at least recognized my selfishness and can change it? maybe? hopefully? ok, seriously, did i just blog about a tv scene?

things that are annoying~ a partial list

being sick
people who don't answer txts
people who *always* have something to say
kids who whine
parents who overreact
not knowing the rules to a game
paint that chips
grocery shopping
cloudy days that should know better
not being able to hear out of an ear
balloon boy's parents
neighbors who steal leaves
Christmas shopping without money
lack of laundry baskets
crappy books
not having batteries
neighbors who put up stupid signs
wounds that refuse to heal
being a girl
having to drive to denver to get a decent haircut
bills
more bills
the urge to complain about everything in an attempt to feel better

so..

i love fall. the trees take my breath away. they are so gorgeous. i miss the reds of the east coast but, man, the yellow is amazing. the smells and sounds of fall are so wonderful. i like wearing jeans and flip flops. i like being slightly cold at night and snuggling up in my pooffy blankets. i like that i don't *have* to water my lawn but can if i *want* to. i love that my sister works at starbucks and she brings me yummy drinks that are warm and delicious. that's not just a fall thing... but you know.

deeda

sundays are fat days. always. i can always count on my room being a disaster when i get home from church. i truly do not understand why nothing fits on sunday mornings. the jeans that were fabulous the night before now have some strange issue around the thigh area. the adorable top now looks a bit LESS adorable. skirts hug where they should never hug when just a few days ago it looked so *cute*. not my favorite body image day. i make the fat noise most of the day. those of you that have been blessed with hearing that noise........you're welcome. my shoes are my only saving grace. i do love my shoes. i ended up with jeans and some (default) black shirt today, but the shoes! black and white polka dot 3 inch heels. love them! they made everything better. they truly did.