Archive | September, 2011


29 Sep

The only problem is that I don’t have 6 spare hours per day to play.

Well, the other problem is that I want and need 6 spare hours per day to play.

I signed up for this site over a month ago and didn’t give it much thought. Maybe because I wasn’t following anyone yet and I didn’t know anyone else who was on board. Now, I see an addiction that I can’t find time to feed coming along.



California looove

26 Sep


This hair.

23 Sep

I’ve been working really,really hard to get this hair. It’s almost exactly where I want it to be.

New life

13 Sep


I got a new job that provides me with a set schedule. Most importantly: weekends off.

I really have no clue what to do with myself. I  found out Thursday evening and I’m still in shock.

For the last four years, I’ve been working 40 hours a week (sometimes more) with benefits and had to check to see what my weekly schedule would be every Friday.

I did that for 4 YEARS. FOUR YEARS.

Sometimes it looked like this:
mon, tues, wed- 3-11, off thurs, fri, sat- 1-9, off sunday.
then the next week I’d work
then sometimes I’d work 9 days in a row.

Anyway, sleeping was hard. Routines were hard. Seeing friends and family was really hard. Working out was hard, etc. etc.etc.

Now, I’m taking a huge pay cut to make sure that I have a normal working life with lots of time to make plans and a routine and to see my family and friends more often because that’s what matters in life. That’s what’s in important to me.
I’m sad to leave so many wonderful people and so many friends over the last few years,but I know in the end this is going to be a wonderful thing.

right?! 🙂


A Decade Ago

13 Sep

Ten years ago seems so long ago, yet sitting down to remember what happened makes it seem like it was yesterday. Especially because I don’t need to think about what I was doing or try hard to remember where I was.

(Last night I posted a long post about my feelings towards the constant media coverage, especially over this past weekend, but it’s not necessary to post.)

So, I wish those truly impacted on the most personal levels that I will never, ever understand or relate to are finding peace right now, over the last ten years and in the future.

I’m still in shock when I think of it and I’m still sad.

America, I love you.


6 Sep

I’m in the mood to give my house a total remodel. This task would be easier if I had a shit-load of extra money lying around. And since I don’t, being crafty and all, DIY,  would be the next helpful step.

I’m not rich or crafty.  DIY yourself blogs and projects make me ooo and aaah and wonder if I know anyone that can help me. DIFM. Do it for me.

Here’s the thing about my house:
I actually love it. Look at this open floor plan, those windows and that wood floor.
(This photo was taken the day before we moved in.)

That piece of tan/beige carpet that is lying right in the center of living room doesn’t move. It came with the floor and I hated it. I still hate it. It gets dirty so easily and it makes me feel like I need to arrange my furniture around that stupid rectangle. I’d like to place a fun rug over it but rugs that size are really expensive. I’m having a hard time buying a really expensive rug to put over carpet.  You know of a good place I can get some inexpensive but nice rugs?

The open floor plan is nice and so is the rest of the house. The location, however, is terrible. It’s so awful that I, after 2 years of living here, I still complain about it every single day. I live in Aliante and it takes me 20 minutes to get anywhere, and 35 minutes to get most other places. And when you actually hate where you live, regardless of how much you can drool over a big living room that is open to the kitchen, you tend to just not give a shit about your house.

(This is terrible.)

So, we’ve had people over about 4 times. I just BARELY put up some picture frames in the living room. I never gave in and bought a rug. (That carpet is lookin awful, by the way. ) 

(This is going to sound even more terrible.)

So, today, after setting up our brand new 55 inch television, I’m in the mood to make this damn house a home. I want to drool over my own house, invite people over and take a picture of a new rug. I want to sit on my couch, watch some shitty show on a big-ass screen and drink wine.

And I want a new coffee table to put my wine on. 

And my feet.

Help me.

My sweet little life

6 Sep