Saturday, May 24, 2008


I fixed some settings on each of the 3 blogs (this one, lists, and wishlist) so that everyone should be able to comment now without signing in.

Friday, May 23, 2008

The anticipation of sleep

I am a terrible insomniac. I've been taking 1/2 an ambien for a long time to sleep, otherwise I usually just don't. In January I started sleeping consistently without assistance. Sleeping very lightly, mind you, but still sleeping. Well, my sleep just got gradually lighter and lighter until when I DID sleep, it was restless. I dream these elaborate, epic dreams. Not really "bad" dreams, but sometimes disturbing, and when I wake up I can usually tell you every minute of the dream and every detail, but it would take 6 hours to retell it. It's very hard for me to wake up and "get out" of the dream, if that makes sense. It's like living a while other life which I then, of course, re-run over and over and over and over in my head when I'm awake.

It's exhausting.

So for the past week it's really been getting bad and besides the fact that Jason doesn't necessarily want the re-hash of my nightly insanity, I also start getting grumpier, my schedule gets WAY off track, and I end up not being able to focus on work very well. Last night I finally got in bed at like 4:50. When Jason woke up to go to work this morning, he told me I had until 3pm this afternoon to go get my ambien prescription refilled or there would be consequences.

SO I have ambien for tonight, and I have to say I'm rather excited about the prospect of actually sleeping.

I'm all for better living through chemistry :)

Hhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeee! I'm so easily amused

I grew eyebrows just so I could furrow them at you. Furrow, furrow!

Thursday, May 22, 2008

mudfest 2008

Me: (sitting upstairs writing a report, minding my own business)
Weather: stormy
Downstairs door opens (I hope it's Jason and not a serial killer)
Me: Jason?
Jason: yeah. Boy are you going to have fun when you come inside.
Me: Why?
Jason: The back door was open.
Me: No it wasn't.
Jason: OH yes it was.
Me: (Walking inside to see........)

So yeah. The WIND (I'm going with that) blew the back door open, Greta got out, then got out the 1 piece of broken lattice (I guess) and frolicked around in the mud under the house for awhile. Then she heard Jason get home and ran from the back of the house to the front to greet him, and then did a mudfest dance all over the rest of the house.
Yeah. Fun. Thank Goodness for the SHARK STEAM MOP, that's all I'm sayin.
The rest of the pics linked over @ mudfest2008.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008


Isn't this exactly the face every contractor makes before giving you an estimate? But how LUCKY am I to have professional monster/ robot hunter right next door! And he is ALWAYS fully prepared. I rarely see this kid without full costume, and I love it. I also love that his parents not only tolerate his imagination, they encourage it.
And let me tell you that when he chooses a new persona - he COMMITS to it like nobody's business. We've been doing monster/robot hunter for several months now. Before that was fireman, and he wore his fireman outfit (coat, hat, boots, backpack w/hose, etc.etc.) to school (or as he says, his "office") every day for about a year. He has a memory like a steel trap, is a little OCD about cleanliness (I once ate bar-b-que with him for dinner and he went and washed his hands about 4 times and wanted to change his shirt lol), and is very thoughtful, sweet, and smart. All in all, an entertaining person to have next door.

Recently I was asking him about a new bike helmet he was wearing (he says camo-helmet). He was telling me how he went to the store with his Dad to pick it out. I asked him what were his choices? He looked at me quite puzzled, and said "Well, my choices were to leave it there, or bring it home."
(and then he looked at me like "duh - anymore dumb-ass questions?)

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My mammaw

Walking iris I transplanted from my grandmother's house.
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The lizard

The lizard stalking the giant stink bug, after he feasted on a big fat bee. Glutton. He missed the stink bug.
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Greta has some BAD hot spots. She's been to the vet and got a cortizone shot, a round of antibiotics that she's about 1/2 through, and some kind of topical spray. Still, it doesn't seem to be getting any better. WARNING. It's gross.

Writing my report (really, I am!) and listening to the comedy channel on Here's a funny thing:

"I was in a store and the salesgirl said "If you need anything, I'm Jill." And I thought OH my God! I've never met anyone with a conditional identity before!" (Demetri Martin)

Monday, May 19, 2008


Another addiction.

Help me procrastinate

Somebody pick either RIGHT or LEFT, and a number between 1 and 4.

OK MER picked right, 4. I don't think you could've picked a better representative sample, MER!

The books sitting on the right side of shelf 4 beside me in my office are a hodge-podge because this is the tallest shelf and it fits a lot of the books that won't fit on the other shelves. All the other sections have a theme. In this section:
  • Federal Employees Almanac 2008
  • Hi-Tech Handbook 2007 (not sure where 2008 is...)
  • A crossword puzzle book
  • Skinny Bitch
  • Bank Secrecy Act/Anti-Money Laundering Examination Handbook
  • My Senior High School Annual
  • My 2006 and 2007 planners
  • Using Formulas and Functions with Microsoft Excel
  • Audit Sampling - an Introduction
  • A binder clip full of information on courtesy pay programs
  • A Cup of Christmas Tea by Tom Hegg
  • The Blue Cross Blue Shield 2008 Network Providers
  • Dilbert - Journey to Cubeville
  • The Book of Subgenious
  • The Prehistory of The Far Side
  • My Mom's Disciple Bible Study workbook
  • My little brother's high school Calculus book
  • My binder of addresses from my wedding
  • The Wonders of Magic Squares
  • the Mensa Mighty Mind Maze
  • GURPS Discworld
  • The Last Hero by Terry Pratchett
  • The manual for my 90 year old furnace
  • My 2nd grade annual
  • 2 souvenier books my Dad brough back from Florence and Venice, and
  • The National Geographic from the month I was born.

I thought maybe making that list would help knock my OCD mind out of this writer's block. Let's see if it worked...

Friday, May 9, 2008

Black hole

Jason: You know what the #1 most searched word in our whole district was for the month of April?
Me: Britney Spears?
Jason: No, Google.
Maegan: Wait, people were googling Google? Were they using Google?
Jason: I hope they were using some other search engine to google Google. I think if they used Google to google Google, it would rip a hole in the space-time continum...

New addiction

Thanks to my "FRIEND" who shall remain nameless (Andree Cespedes Arendt) I am now addicted to this game called Funny Farm. It's a word association game.

While pondering the possible connection between Barney and Dino from the Flintstones, it occured to me that DINO was short for DINOsaur. Yes folks, it was a light bulb moment for me, probably one of many I'll share here.

I should warn you that reading this blog may likely make you wonder how, exactly, I managed to graduate from college, pass the CPA exam, and hold down a steady job for 17 years, while also managing not to inflict major damage upon myself, my property, or others. OK, well, there was that one time I backed into a pole with my car and almost brought down a whole parking canopy, but that was ONE TIME.

In fact there are many times that my husband looks at me and says things like "HOW did you pass the CPA exam?", or just shakes his head and mumbles something under his breath that sounds a lot like "it's like living with Rainman"...

I'll admit it. Sometimes I'm a little slow on the uptake. But it makes every day special. Learning is fun!

Monday, May 5, 2008

New menu items from my favorite spud restaurant

Beef Fajita spud - $7.99
Corn & Crab Bisque - $4.59
Bead Pudding - $3.49

I'm not sure what bead pudding is, but it sounds crunchy.


Had to take Schaffer to the vet this morning to get his anal glands expressed, because he was doing the butt-scootin-boogie on my new living room rug. For those of you that haven't had boy dogs, let me tell you that having to take him to the vet for this is a GOOD thing, because the alternative is that the butt scoot actually works and there's no amount of vinegar, bleach,.....well, the rug would have to be destroyed and let's just leave it at that.

Aren't you glad I'm so committed to sharing my life on this blog?

Saturday, May 3, 2008


scene: Citiplace movie theater, notorious for the molasses-like speed of the concession workers

Me: (Walks up to one of the FOUR concession workers. Notes that there are only about 10 other people in the lobby - not crowded, not busy)
Her: Would you like to try a combo?
Me: No thanks, I'd like a small popcorn and a small diet coke. (Slides free small popcorn ticket across the counter)
Her: (To her coworker) How do I do this? (fumbles with register)
Her: OK you want a small popcorn and...(pauses, looks at me)
Me: and a small diet coke.
Her: (grabs the empty popcorn bag) A small...(pauses, looks at me)
Me: Diet Coke, and whatever he wants (points at Jason)
Jason: A large coke, and a box of skittles
Me: (watches the kid behind me have a meltdown)
Her: (Fumbles with register, grabs a small cup, sets it under the fountain, goes to get popcorn, comes back, sits popcorn on counter, sits small drink on counter)
Me: This is the diet?
Her: Oh, you wanted diet?
Me: Yeah, diet (suppresses urge to say "SERIOUSLY?")
Jason: Oh is that regular?
Her: Yeah
Jason: I'll just take that, oh no, wait, I ordered a large.
Her: (Takes small drink, tosses it, puts small cup under fountain. Waits for cup to fill. Hands me small diet coke)
Me: (Walks away because I can't imagine how much more confused she is now that she has to also make a large regular coke)
Jason: (waits 15 minutes for his coke, skittles (slight exaggeration), pays, walks over to the napkins and straws looking at receipt)
Me: Let me guess, she charged us for the popcorn.
Jason: No, actually, all she managed to charge us for is the Skittles...


Have you ever done something for a long time, and then you do it one random day and think, what the hell am I doing?

For years I have put 1/2 a sweetener (splenda, equal, whatever) in a regular size coffee. For a large coffee what do I use? TWO 1/2 packs...

Perfectly logical.