"You have to blog this"

I was asking Matias where Blooms Crossing was because I just found out about a woman who has a salon in her basement & I would like to give her a try since I am officially not fond of this haircut I recently got.

I told him why & said that I wasn't thrilled with the haircut & he questioned me on why not - "it's not meant to styled, it's a kid cut" & I mulled it over cause maybe this mini-mullet is all the rage today with some age group that I no longer belong to AND the stylist was on the younger side of 20something SO maybe I just needed my Mom Cut & not Kid Cut. But his statement continued to puzzle me so I asked him what he meant by that...his said "his hair cut is a typical..." and I cut him off right there cause HELLO, I'M TALKING ABOUT MY HAIR!

He got a good laugh at himself & told me I had to blog about it.

Speaking of "chemical pre-dispositions"...

Am I the only one who craves an adult beverage when I smell fire? Camp fire, grill, fireplace...any type of fire triggers this urge to have a freaking drink.

At least tonight, I've got seltzer for my spritzer ;)

the CRAZY is gone!

I remembered what I did with the picture & then confirmed where I had stashed it :)

I had used it in his Everyday Easel birthday celebration & then stashed it in his baby book with the other pictures I used!

WOOT!

Am not crazy!

Late night boredom

So with my husband on the couch, at least he wasn't snoring, and LeNelle having gone off to bed, I was left Self Googling & then quickly started looking for old high school friends.

This all started because LeNelle was trying to come up with a user name for a job site and didn't want something very search-able so I googled her first choice & found some funny shit - mostly tags for Boston news stories but just going by headlines you can gather quite a few assumptions about who LeNelle is. Which I found hysterical, LeNelle, not so much. So then I googled my AIM screen name & only came back with 10 hits! WOOT! I'm more under the radar than she is! And one of the hits was from this HORRIBLE crab shack we went to in Fairfax way back when, when our relationship was still new & the food was horrible. And I actually wrote a review about it. I found that endearing and this started my googling of other screen names I have had & then onto looking for old friends.

A few years ago, I stumbled upon my old friend's, Clark, work email address & I emailed him & it really was him & we got to talking again and this that and the other. He had just had a baby boy & was married to a woman who had a child from another marriage, I wasn't married yet so we did some catching up then life took off & we fell back out of touch. Around that same time, I got a random ass email about someone buying a condo in San Diego but it was from Linda, one of my high school (Leland Lesiters!) girlfriends so I emailed her back basically saying, somehow you got the wrong Jennifer but hey it's me! We caught up & then fell out of touch again somehow. Last night, I emailed Clark at his work address but it got returned as no longer valid - little bugger went and got a new job! So I googled him & found his new email address :) And sent another email! Did the same with Linda but her's is Hotmail so maybe it hasn't changed (didn't get bounced back) but also maybe it has gone the way of spam folder demise...

And less than 12 hours later & I haven't heard from anyone! HA! I think I have Iqbal's email that Christina passed along to me & I think she's caught me up on Steve's life these days...I have never been able to find anyone else though - minus my two boyfriends (Julio & Scott) who are both married now also. Don't any of these people keep blogs?!?!

I woke up this morning with a lovely little headache & a broken coffee maker. BOO! I stumbled down to get Liam his bottle & make coffee and when I hit ON, the little pretty red light came on & nothing happened. Nothing happened. No coffee! My less annoying when not snoring on the couch husband RAN to Dunkin' Donuts with the child (all bundled up in his ROOTS hoodie and socks over his PJs) to get coffee from their drive-thru! thankfully, we are not coffee-less because seriously, I don't know what I would have done. So now we have to go coffee-maker shopping & all I ask for is a stainless steel one & I'm quite sure they do not exist. White's fine, it matches the big appliances but I like all my others to be of the stainless variety of steel & it bugs the ever loving shit out of me to have ONE white appliance in my lovely sea of stainless steel.

The Crazy is back.

Every time Liam got his X Month Picture taken, I put it in a new frame on the mantel & then we put the old ones on his "gallery" in his room. We got his one year pictures back right before the Nissan show & I distinctly remember taking one of him down & stowing it somewhere. The point of that sentence is the somewhere. Once again, I have misplaced something & it's driving me crazy. I've looked in all my usual places, of course. Even took pictures out of frames and checked to make sure I didn't re-use a frame without remembering.

I cannot find it. It's driving me a little mad. I think someone was here with me when I took it down - LeNelle or mom - got any ideas? It's not with his 8x10 one & it's the one of him with his hand in his mouth cause the cowboy one is on my little perch by the computer...

At least he stopped snoring.

How come on every.single.other.night. Matias can stay up till all hours but come Friday, he's on the couch, zonked out, SNORING.

And I'm sitting here with my wine (no seltzer, the bastard drank it all at dinner), playing around with StoryBooks, checking my emails for the eleventy-millionth time kind of waiting to do something. Anything. The TV isn't even on.

And he's asleep. And has been for over 2 hours.

But at least now he stopped snoring.

More Officialness

I got my own arl.org email address this week :)

Mainly so I could kick ass & take names all while looking Official and everything. And work is going well, probably getting ready to take on more hours/work and all but that's quite nice seeing as for 3 weeks I only billed a little over 11 hours! D'oh! I was hoping for more like 15 a week at the most but I know we are ramping up slowly so not to overwhelm me, which I do apprecaite :) And then I know there will be days like today where the Fellow doesn't sleep until 2pm and then only for an hour while I have a v. important deadline to meet that involves Senators & Lobbying and oh my, aren't I doing important work?!!?

Thankfully, I got my work done in that hours' time & managed to shovel some food in my mouth while watching 15 minutes of GH before going up to get the Mad Teefer.

Housekeeping Question!

I've had about enough of the milk on the hardwoods. Enough! Makes me want to pull out that taser that I don't own.

My question is what do y'all use on your hardwoods to get the milk up completely with no tell-tale residue shining back up at you? Right now, I use the Swiffer Hardwood stuff but it's not cutting it and by not cutting it, I mean, I'm done with sitting crossed legged and pulling myself around the main floor scouting out milk stains and scrubbing them off with a sponge. Of course, this is after I sweep up all the cat fur, bebe food & Matias is the cook remnants.

I'm done with it being a 3 part deal to clean the floor. And yes, I do wipe up the milk after he "spills" it so it's not a question of me not doing it right away.

A few qualifiers though first:

I do not like mops. I do not like to use a bucket or fill my sink. I do not like to wait for stuff to dry. And I do not like crawling around my kitchen cursing everyone else who lives here for making this mess for me. I would like to get it all clean with one product but I think the cats, my Liam's love for tossing things overboard instead of eating them, and my husbands inclination to get 1/2 of his preparations on the floor...so something beyond a broom please!

So far my favorite choice is A MAID.

Just spit my drink out

KATIE HOLMES WANTS TO RUN A MARATHON - OK! says, "Katie Holmes has often been spotted enjoying an early morning jog around the European metropolis. And OK! has learned exclusively that she's not just doing it to keep her figure fit for Tom — She's fulfilling her dream to run in the New York Marathon." I can't help but think of that Julia Roberts movie where she learned to swim so she could fake her own death and get out of her loveless marriage. Katie is makin' a break for it. If she starts to learn Spanish Tom better lock that bitch up.

Mullet?

I got a haircut this past weekend & I'm not real sure if I like it or not. It's kind of reminding me of a mullet, but not quite. There's really not much to it, just some layers, but it's not really doing anything even when I do have the chance to blow dry it and "style" it.

So I'm really not sure if I like it. And I'm not one to go back and have someone "fix" it plus I got it cut by a new hairdresser in NC since our old new one got knocked up by her miner boyfriend (miner as in coal miner not minor as in underage) from WV and moved there.

Maybe I should have known I wouldn't be crazy for it when my new person said "oh Michelle just moved there" when I answered that I live in VIRGINIA - cause HELLO, West Virgina is NOT Virginia! Maybe she thought I would fit in more with a mini-mullet?

But, of course!

Just so you know, the Fork Lift did not bring the table down for me ;)

But it did bring it back up later...