Once Upon a Blog

So there used to be this blog I wrote...back when nothing was going on in my life worth blogging about. Then all of a sudden, my life was thrown in to complete choas...work decided to majorly pick-up, house was going, going, has gone on the market, and my husband made me leave the house to be social...so on the rare occasion that I had five minutes to myself...I usually chose sleep. I have high hopes to return to blogging. Work has slowed down, the house is finally on the market, and my husband has decided to run off and travel all the time for work...although he usually takes his laptop with him...so that doesn't help you any.

Anyway...I have delcared my New Year's resolutions late this year...I have...drug...or is it dragged...I never know...my lazy butt out of the bed to work out at 6 am now for two days...so we're on to something. I discovered my first stretch mark!S! on my thighs this weekend and it was both highly traumatic and highly motivating...nothing against stretch marks I just don't have a child to show for it...just a lot of carbs...margaritas...and sitting. I'm also getting my hair cut for the first time in 7, yes, SEVEN months and I'm ordering a fresh batch of ProActive because at 26 my face, unlike my body, has decided it is 16 again....oh how I have let myself go...and this blog but enough about that...I am making a change I am making the effort to revive myself and this blog...and hopefully between those two things my husband and my readers won't leave me...well my reader(s) may have already left...so Happy Tuesday...See ya Soon!

For Your Viewing Pleasure

Everyone needs a little humor in their life and this is especially true on a Monday morning...so to get things off to a happy start...we'll start from the end of our trip to Utah. After three tiring and stressful days of skiing...tiring because I am so out of shape that I was practically out of breath just from getting on and off the ski lift and stressful...because lets just say SOMEONE got put on a blue approximately one day after completing ski school by SOMEONE's husband who wasn't paying attention to what ski lift they were getting on...he says he knew which one we were on and that it was the wrong one but it was just too late to say anything because we were already at the front of the line {hello: I would I mowed someone over to get to the right ski lift had I know what was coming...but I didn't realize we were on the wrong one until we were already on it and in case you were wondering there is no turning back once your are on your merry way up the mountain {Thanks for looking out for me honey}. All that to say...we needed something easy at the end of that last day...to make us remember that we all loved our spouses despite what they had put us through...so at the suggestion of our gracious host, we packed up and hit the tubes...snow tubes that is.

 I have to say I was a little skeptical when we pulled up and it looked like this place was the Chuck E Cheese of Utah...kids were everywhere and most adults at least had a child with them...but there we were the six of us adults ready for some fun. We all grabbed a tube and got hooked on the conveyor belt as it drug us up the side of the hill... My mother-in law, sister-in law and I decide we better latch on to each other rather than taking our lives into our own hands as our husbands chose to do, but after the initial run we were hooked and already discussing what our ensuing runs would consist of...backwards...spinning...and maybe even head first. We had lost our minds..and returned to 3rd grade.

There is no way that this event could have passed without videoing it and there is no way that I could not share...please excuse my shrill screams because I was staring death in the face while I trusted whoever was holding my tube and I had no earthly idea which way was up and which was down...nor could I see where I was headed...it was intense...if snow tubing can be intense...also excuse the drunken chant of the frat boys that gave us a push down the hill...they said we made fun of them when they busted it at the bottom of the hill so they had it out for us...so without further ado...Happy Monday!

Meet Bernadette

This is Bernadette:

and she is having a bad hair day. You see, where Bernadette is from it has been extremely cold and dry...thus making for very static-y hair drying. As if the flaky skin and breaking nails weren't bad enough now Bernadette's hair has joined the revolt. Bernadette isn't sure she or her body can take another minute of this dreary, cold winter weather....I feel you on that one sister!


{Editor's note: Please excuse the fact that I have totally lost my mind...because I have...my seasonal depression is out of control these days...and so I needed to paint something to make me laugh...and that Bernadette she makes me laugh...or maybe the fact that I named her. I'll be back with a Utah post but Blogger and I had a disagreement about my video this morning...apparently it doesn't appreciate my large HD video files...Happy Friday and here's to a warm weekend!}

Be Right Back

I'm here....I'm here. I had full intentions of getting some kind of update on here today but I ran out of the house without my camera...and what is an update with no pictures. So I pledge to be back soon with SOMETHING...if there is even anyone left out there reading....I don't blame you if everyone has given up hope of an update.

We made it in late (relative to my 10pm bedtime) Sunday night and I am ashamed to say my suitcase is still not unpacked. I merely pick the things out of it I need each morning while it lays hazardously in the middle of the closet floor....waiting for me to break my ankle...but in my world that would be less painful than unpacking my over the weight limit suitcase....

Now that I think about it...I don't even think I posted where we were going or that we were going anywhere...wow...we have a lot to catch up on...we went skiing...in Utah...and it was an adventure...like I said I'll be right back with more soon...

...and just because I can't stand a post without some kind of picture...and I truly believe spring will never get here...here is a picture of Max....in the grass...when it was green...did you know that grass can be green?? I think I have forgotten and all I know is they better be right about those 60 degree temperatures this weekend or I may not survive...my dry, pasty skin has had all it can take of winter.

Dear Martha

Dear Martha,

Yes you Martha Stewart. I just needed a minute to let you know you've let me down....I have been lusting over these lights since I saw them in my This Old House magazine months ago.

I have dreamed of having a place to put them...and now that I will actually have a kitchen island over which they can hang...you have gone and discontinued them...and not even ebay can save me from my grief...I am now left searching for a light to fill the SoHo pendant void in my life....and I have a feeling that the milk glass diffuser is going to be hard to get past...but I'll try to move on... it helped a little when I logged onto Home Depot's website in search of a replacement that I discovered they are now carrying your outdoor furniture and closet organiztion...I thought I was going to have to forget about you completely but now that you are going to be at my local Home Depot I guess we can still be friends....if you can help me with my closet organization needs.

I'm still upset about the milk glass diffuser,
Ashley

Square One

I have 2 posts currently sitting waiting to be finished...or should I say begun....I just can't do it. The constant rainy and mostly cold weather has rendered me all but useless. We had a slight change in house plans...we aren't listing until April which is somewhat of a relief so I will have two more months to live like a person who lives in a house...with all the dirty laundry I can stuff in my hamper...which has been welcomed back with open arms into our closet for all the world to see. Not to mention, I can actually come home and sit on the couch without the nagging pressure to throw something away. I am pretty sure I didn't get out of bed to shower until 11:30 on Saturday...disgusting I know. A life with no responsiblilties....we may never have kids.

I have also taken up projects {project} that were {was} long ago cast aside {read ruined from frustration} remember THIS project? I belive it started in the warm sunny month of August and then was quickly forgotten when my SAD kicked in about mid-October...all the sudden painting a green tree reminded me that is was cold and rainy and dark outside and I couldn't handle the memories of a warm green summer spent at the lake, or staring at the sun past 3pm...I also got mad because in theory a tree is easy to paint....until you try it and then it is infinitely harder than it appears...and taking on the mindset of a 3 year old who didn't get the stuffed bunny from Target they wanted for Easter {true story} and smearing the green paint all over the canvas did not magically make my creation look like a tree like I thought it would...ok I really didn't think it would...but you get the point...so there it lie...lay...sit...sat...a hideous monstrosity...never to be touched again until one day {Saturday} something came over me...maybe it was the realization that not only do I not have enough  furniture to furnish our new house...I have nothing to hang over the fireplace...which contrary to poplar/convential wisdom will not hold our tv...so I was off to Michaels for more paint to get me back to square one....so here it sits...lies...lays...

Back at square one...minus the tree trunk...never mind is has 926 pounds of paint on it and it will take a crane to get it over the fireplace...and its a far cry from this....

But I still have lots of work to do and just as much procrastination...and...whoever said I was a professional artist anyway...not I...on second thought I probably shouldn't have posted the two next to each other...I may have to take another 6 month hiatus on this one to go find my self esteem....

Making Attempting a Comeback

Surprise! I have not fallen off the face of the earth. I am going to try to pick this back up but we will see how it goes...bear with me over the next week it may be a bumpy ride. Our big stressful news is...  we are buying a new house! It was all finalized last week so I guess its safe to say ready or not we will be moving at the end of June. Don't worry its not far, in fact, it is very near where we live now...its just a bigger more family friendly house that has a better school system...no there is no baby...but there will be one day and we figure now will be a good time to make the move.

With that said, life since January has been a flurry of activity. I went to my first Atlanta market and it was everything I thought it would be and more {post forthcoming}, we had a FABULOUS long weekend at the beach {another post forthcoming}, I went to Oklahoma City for work {trust me there will be no post on this} and we have had numerous after work, Saturday morning, Sunday afternoon meetings with Real Estate agents trying to figure this whole thing out...oh for about the last 4 weeks or so {or this}. That doesn't include the 687,321,875 hours we have spent cleaning JUNK out of our current house. I don't know how we accumulated so much junk...oh wait yes I do...our parents told us to come get our childhood stuff out of their houses. {note to parents: it is not necessary that you keep every Barbie doll your child ever played with...they don't need counseling for that later...they need counseling for the above mentioned hours spent cleaning their house}

We are making the last final push to get things in order before the house goes on the market Friday, but I have come to the conclusion that people are just going to have to deal. They are going to have to deal with the fact that in reality my bathrobe and towel hang outside the shower because I use it each and everyday...and hiding such things under the bed or in a far away closet is extremely inconvenient for someone who has just taken a shower and is freezing. They are also going to have to deal with the fact that I enjoy having no less that 326 bottles of shampoo in the shower...sometimes I feel fruity sometimes I like coconut...so sorry. Isn't it enough that I made sure all my Pyrex and Corningware is stacked neatly in the cabinet, or that I may never find any of the other stuff that I had to stash away somewhere...that I will probably be finding pot holders in my nightstand for years to come? Oh and while I'm at it one last thing...we do have dirty laundry believe it or not and I do need to have the hamper in the closet lest I throw my clothes in the bathroom floor never to be picked up again...so you'll just have to imagine how big the closet is without a hamper...since of course you the buyer will not need a place for things such as dirty clothes....ok I think I am done...apparently I was correct about need counseling over this...how I have missed this little blog.

So I will be back...with some more fun posts...with pictures...I just don't want to risk it since I still have no luck uploading them on this computer anymore...and I am done trying to figure out why.