I'm on my way to Myrtle Beach for the weekend so no post tonight. I plan on eating a lot and paying for it next week at the gym. A male friend of mine asked me if I was cooking a turkey I said no, I've never cooked one, don't know how and really have no desire to learn. Maybe one day but right now Mommy's turkey works and if I find a need to cook a turkey I prepare Cornish hen or a whole chicken. Poultry is poultry right?
I will try to post once while gone but my mother doesn't have Internet (who doesn't have Internet these days?). Maybe I can "borrow" from a neighbor.
It was Michael Jackson who said: "With a friend to call my own I'll never be alone and you my friend will see you got a friend in me.
I didn't say it, perhaps you are a bit confused.
Poor Ben, you feel you're always running here and there and not wanted anywhere.
You are right! No one wants you around.
You certainly aren't wanted in my house.
Get to steppin'. You tried to visit this summer...
...I locked your beady eyes out. Because I heard you are a bad house guest, this small deterrent was quickly replaced by a much larger one (a piece of heavy cement) because I really don't like the things I've heard about you.
I thought you got the hint...but noooo...I heard you begging and pleading to visit this week.
Oh, Ben! What am I going to do with you?
NOOOOOOOO! YOU CAN'T LIVE OR VISIT HERE!
You don't want to pay the mortgage, utilities or even food! You just want to eat me out of house and home and then claim squatters rights to get me out of my home.
I'm calling the Rat Patrol on you because you gots to get the H$#@ up outta here even before you get here!
Oh, in case you wanted a place to go Michael misses you. I'm going to arrange for you (and your family) to visit him because that's just the type of giving person I am.
I went to the doctor's office today and while waiting I saw a magazine with a pretty black woman on the cover. Ooohhh, Natalie Cole. I wanted to read the article but the magazine was AARP The Magazine. I immediately thought, do you really want to read this? You don't want someone to think you are interested in other items in the magazine, like the adult diapers, or heaven forbid they think you qualify as old enough to read AARP (sorry Mom).
So, what did I do?
I looked around to make sure no one was watching me (or the magazine), picked it up, folded the cover back (so you couldn't see AARP) and got my read on.
I didn't get a whole lotta feedback, I'm sure I lost readers from my many hiatuses c'est la vie.
I'm gonna give it one mo' try since I do adore writing and it is such an outlet for me. I'm going to do some things differently and shake it up a little more. I'll let you know my plan in a few days and then get started. The only thing I ask of you is give me more feedback and tell me if you are reading, and what you want more of...then share with your friends!
See you in a few days. I have to go shake some more thoughts and ideas out of this big ole head!
I wasn't sure if I was going to post about my huge bargains but, why the heck not.
So, what had happened was... (Some of you may get this and others may not)
I put my stove on freecycle because it had a gas leak. I decided not to get it fixed eventhough I loved the vintage look, I wanted something different. Once I posted my stove a really nice woman emailed me and said she just bought a house with appliances she didn't want and I was welcomed to them. Since I love a bargain (and rule #1 in my bargain handbook is: be prepared for a bargain at anytime) I said absolutely I'll come look. Also, I knew the appliances had to be nice due to the location of the home. So, I get there and what did I see? A 36" Viking Professional stove, a 48" Sub Zero refrigerator and a 8' granite counter top! I almost fell over with joy! That is an understatement. I was trying to play it cool though I'm not sure it worked. I just needed to figure out how to get the items home.
After much drama, I am proud to report that my items are HOME! I have a beautiful Viking gas stove that goes for $6,000 new and a gorgeous granite counter top with stainless sink that would go for at least $2,000. I left the refrigerator; it was just too much drama to move because of the size and age along with the ventilation system. Since I don't have to buy a stove or counter top for my kitchen remodel, I'll buy my own fancy shmancy refrigerator along with the ventilation system (I gave the old oven hood away because it looked like it could swallow my baby. It was too massive and scared me. I want something a little newer and more streamlined. Heck, maybe someone else will give me a new refrigerator or oven hood; you never know when it comes to my deals! Even if I have to purchase them I've saved at least $8,000 in kitchen items right now.
Me singing: OH HAPPY DAY!
My beautiful stove.
The ginormous refrigerator I left.
The back of my very heavy and gorgeous countertop.
The color of the granite is sitting on top.
Well...my job is done now. I'm going to admire (and clean my Viking).
Sitting here late Tuesday night, going through my insane number of blogs, I visited the Sartorialist blog. I often forget about the blog, because it won't come up on my blog reader, unless someone mentions it. (Thanks Tam) I love looking at all the cool pictures, of real people in real fashion.
So, everything was going along just fine, at 11:30pm, until I came across this picture of a beautiful Rageous Woman.
I love that she is strutting her stuff and looks fabulous, BUT I suddenly realize how terrible I look at that this moment.
Me: mismatched sweats, hair in bun all over head, pale skin (yes I get pale or gray), stuffing my face with saltine crackers thinking I need to go back to the gym tomorrow.
On a brighter note: I do have shoes similar to those, big glasses and a fly black purse...must work on a coat (not in red though, clashes with the red hair) to replicate this look. I'll get back to you on that...say April, it's too cold now!
*Note to self: Don't view Sartorialist until you are having a great hair and fashion day unless you want to feel like a loser!
I was feeling a little down today so I thought about planning my funeral. This turning 40 really has me bummed. So, what does any good 'ole American do when planning a funeral and shopping for a casket? They go to Wal-Mart of course! Yes, Wal-Mart! The black casket I picked out above got 4.5 stars!
BTW...I really wasn't planning my funeral but caskets from Wal-Mart was too funny to pass up. Thanks Misses.