A Baby Bump!

Tonight my boss and I headed to College Station for a career fair. Between sexual harassment investigations and career fairs, who knew I would get to see so much of Texas when I came to work for a sandwich company!

Well, College Station is where Jason and Ashley live (she is in med school...she is a smartie pants) therefore I was hoping to see them...which I was able to do!

Ashley and I went out for dinner and then headed back to her house so I could see their cute house AND Peyton's room! Peyton is due around November 1st! I cant believe that is only a month away!

I was planning on blogging about her shower that was last month but my camera is being screwy, so be sure to check back this weekend for an update and some pictures!

Happy Babies!

Santa...already?!

There was a definite chill in the air this morning! I was taking out the trash at 6:30ish (I like to do it when it is still dark to avoid anyone seeing my in my PJs and/or when I am not yet wearing a boob holder). Anywho...there was a distinctive chill, a slight breeze, and a crispness that could only mean one thing....FALL IS COMING!

This summer was a warm one. Although we got some rain towards the end, I was done with summer (much like I always am) around July-ish. You would think living in Texas, you would eventually get used to it but that has not happened as of yet.

I am ready for fall. I am ready for long sleeves and scarves (although I have already worn one twice!) and changing leaves (not so much ready for the hell that is bagging them but whatever) and all that comes with the end of the year, which includes my mother decorating the hell out of her house. She bitches about it every year and curses herself for doing it BUT if she didn't, it just wouldn't be the same.

Which, by the way, Hobby Lobby had all their Christmas stuff 50% when I stopped by yesterday! WHAT?! It is not even October yet! They have already replaced all the Halloween stuff with Thanksgiving stuff! I need some transitioning time people!!

Speaking of which, I am still debating with myself about putting up Christmas decorations. I don't know why but this year I am just not as interested as in years past. We will see. Maybe as we get closer, I will change my mind but as of now, our brand new tree might have to wait for a 2010 unveiling.

Regardless of my decoration plans, I am ready for cooler temperatures and crisp evenings! I AM READY FALL...COME AND GET ME!

Happy Autumn!

To bathe or not to bathe...

So I will start by saying, don't judge me. I have already judged myself enough...I know I am terrible mother.

So the weekend before last we had rain...lots and lots of rain for what seemed like a good month and a half. Okay maybe only a week but it was a LOT of rain.

Rain = mud
Mud = dirty dogs
Dirty dogs = dirty house
Dirty house = stress and chaos

After the skies finally parted, I decided to give Vegas a haircut. She has so much fur that just gets out of control. I had to trim her butt and feet anyways, and Hubby was working (he normally does the "grooming") so I thought I would give it a shot. I got started and when I flipped her over to get her tummy...I am almost embarrassed to tell you....I found a worm in her fur...

I am officially, the WORST dog mom EVER!

This lead to a scream and a sprint upstairs to the bathtub for a bath. All dogs were in desperate need of a scrub so I look this as my opportunity. Vegas whimpers through the entire thing. Bubba seems annoyed but puts up with it. And Bailey, all 75 pounds of LAB, detests the water and tries to jump out at every opportunity. It makes for a comical morning if nothing else.

I have decided to try to bathe them every other week now (Hubby and bestie Jamie say that every week is too much). This also creates a reason that will force me to clean the bathroom. Although I can tell myself that it doesnt get used very often, I cant ignore the ring of dirt and the pile of black dog hair in the tub. We shall see how long I last!

Happy Scrubbing!

An old adage I will never understand...

So although cliche, it is very fitting right now...why must bad things happen to good people?

This post is about a friend, a friend who told me that if I didn't start blogging more she would come to my house in the middle of the night and force me to blog repeatedly until I couldn't see straight. Okay so she didn't really but she did remind me that some people DO actually read it so...this one is for you Dixie*!

So I have this friend, Dixie, she is fabulous. We worked together at that other place that sells food. She had recently quit when I first started BUT decided to come back to the dark side after realizing that banking sucks. (PS Just in case you were wondering, I can't imagine dealing with other people's money) So anywho, she came back to work and although we were not instant friends, it was only a matter of time.

The first time we ever hung out, we had a lunch date at Taco Bueno. Delicious. Not only did she make me laugh till I peed a little...I made her cry. No joke. The first time we ever hung out outside of work...I made her cry! Okay so what we were talking about made her cry but that is neither here nor there because she is in a much better place now....not that she died or anything, she is just in a better place in life. Anyways, so we definitely started off our friendship with a bang.

From then on, she made my loathing of my job bearable. I always found a reason to run over to her desk when I was in the office to talk to her. I whole heartily consider applying for a position in the office, just in hopes that our desks would be next to each other and we could giggle and laugh all day. BUT that would probably be due to us never working and then we would have both been fired and that wouldn't have been good either. I had already made her cry in public!

So anywho, to make a long story even longer...she is 100% fabulous. The kind of person that everyone should be lucky enough to meet at least once in their life.

So Dixie and her new fiance (WOO!) were crazy enough to decide to buy a house and get married all within about a month's span (not that anyone around here would know about that...ummm...yeah). The were excited to close on the house last Friday and move last Saturday. I will not go into the gory details because:

A. I never asked for her permission to write about her
B. No one should have to relive this story as many times as I'm sure she has told it. Despite her ridiculously awesome attitude and humor about the whole situation, let's be honest, it sucks.

Well, Sunday morning, Dixie and her awesome haired fiance woke up to find that their septic system in their brand new, never been lived in house had backed up and they, along with all of their stuff, were standing in poo water. They have been forced to live in a hotel for about a week now, and deal with a shitty builder who is claiming no responsibility or desire to find out why it happened, but don't worry he was nice enough to offer his crew and he would bill them later....

They are AWESOME people. Although God works in mysterious ways and I am sure there is a lesson in here somewhere, it sucks. Pray for them. Pray for them to keep their sanity. Pray for them that they will soon get to live in their new home without any concerns. And pray that they are able to find a good place to hide the builder's body...just in case.

I heart you Dixie!

Happy Poo Water!

*Her name might have been changed to protect both her innocence and her home builder...

The Skinny Jeans Tour - 2009

Last night Hubby and I spent our Wednesday evening watching All-American Rejects, Fall Out Boy, and Blink-182. This was actually my third time seeing Blink-182, but the first time since they have reunited after a 5 year break up.

The last time I saw them was on their last tour and you could tell that it was the end. That album was really mellow and reflective and frankly somewhat depressing. They were not energetic or enthused during the concert, and it was just apparent that they were tired and done with each other.

This show on the other hand was amazing. It might have been because it was a PACKED house. I mean PACKED and therefore Mark, Tom, and Travis just saw dollar signs above all of our heads but regardless it rocked. They were on their game. Travis had a ridiculous solo that involved being strapped to his drum set and being hoisted in the air and spun around on a rotating drum set. WHAT?! I know...

Within the sea of people must have been at least 3 generations, and although the crowd was definitely diverse, I felt old. At least 100 years old. MOST of the attendants were high school age, which makes me think that they were 11 - 13 the last time Blink was together and I am just confused by that completely but whatever. Half of the fun of the concert was oohing and ahhing at "that guy's rockin' 1980s mustache despite being 19", "those girls wearing colored fishnets, fingerless gloves, and high-tops", and the skinny jeans. Oh the skinny jean...how I will never understand you...

Leaving was a bit of a challenge, but Hubby took me on a tour of Fair Park, which was...awesome. Thank God for GPS...

Overall it was a fun night that involved my Hubby, a 16-inch frozen wine-a-rita, and a great concert. I did keep my bra this show, just in case you were wondering.

Happy Punk Rock!

Question...

I am a little embarrassed that it has been so long. I am trying to come up with a theme for this blog. Although I'm sure my everyday life is just thrilling, I feel that I should pick something consistent and go with that...what do you think?

Labor Day = day of manual labor

Rather than sitting around sipping cocktails last weekend, Hubby forced me at shovel point to help him in the yard. It was hot. It was yucky. It was sweaty. But now...it is finished! Here is how it unfolded....are you excited?!

Friday night...we did what every normal couple does on Friday...we tore out the other half of the deck.

Throughout this process, Hubby also decided that this would be an opportune time to install some drainage, which was much need in our yard. So...after ripping out the rest of the deck, we decided to get started and began digging. This side wasn't that miserable since it was already slopping down hill.

The dogs were kind enough to help!

This side on the other hand was...ummm...HELL! Just saying.

Oh and there is Hubby "socking" the drainage tube/pipe/thing. He's so cute.

Trench filled with gravel (which we bought WAY too much of but were able to take it back so it saved us some money), drainage, and dirt. Then the grass was put back. YAY! Almost done!

Yesterday Hubby went and bought grass to cover the mud pit! Now it is time to water like crazy and hope it doesn't die!

All in all, this was a labor intensive project but I can't complain TOO loud since it was my whining that finally drove Hubby crazy enough to suggest taking out the deck. Also, it saved up quite a bit of money doing it ourselves...and I guess it was kind of a bonding experience for us...I guess. : )

Our patio space is much smaller but I think it is going to save me from going insane and who doesn't love more grass! Just more opportunity to watch Hubby mow!!

Happy Yard Work!

NO MORE ANIMALS!

This is the pile that is sitting in our front yard this morning. Wednesday is bulky trash day. I hope this qualifies.

This is what is left of part of our desk as of 7:30 last night.

This is what it looked like at 5:30PM yesterday afternoon.

You can't see them but it has been rumored that there are animals living under there. This was confirmed by Hubby who walked out the other day to find Bubba underneath it, up to his shoulders.

After 2 years, it was decided that it had to go. Don't get me wrong, it was great to have the extra space, and it was EXTREMELY well built (which we found out after the second or third board we pulled up) BUT at the end of the day, my sanity was more important.

We are planning on putting in some drainage and adding additional sprinklers and then grass.

The other section will come out next week, I assume. Just in time for bulky trash day.

Happy Demolition!

Are We Crazy?!

So next Monday, Hubby and I start our 14 week training that ends with us completing the White Rock Half Marathon.

Now don't get too excited, we are walking this marathon, not running. I personally HATE/LOATHE/DETEST running, therefore I will be walking, which I enjoy. Maybe someday we will work up to running (which he likes) but for our first marathon attempt, I am going with what I comfortable with.

I currently walk a 12 minute mile, I hope to get it down to 10. Hubby is less than overjoyed at the thought of walking 13.2 miles but I know deep down he is excited. I will be sure to keep everyone updated on our progress and maybe I will shed a few pounds in the process!

I will post our training schedule next Monday. If you are interested, the more the merrier, so feel free to train and then join us on December 13th!

Happy Walking!