If You Use Pasta Other Than Spaghetti, Is It Still Spaghetti?

And the answer is no. It then technically becomes whatever pasta you are using with tomato sauce (or whatever sauce you are using I guess...).

Here is a quickie, there will be a better one tomorrow or the next day with pictures! Well, with some pictures. I think I mentioned in my last blog that I was looking forward to an uber busy weekend.

It was fun but cah-razy. I went to Sarah's bridal shower on Saturday, it was interesting. It was nice to finally meet the girl who is marrying my husband's best friend. It was really great to get to spend some time with Denise (Doobers mom).

On Sunday, I went to Mia's 2nd Birthday party. It was great, Mia is such a doll (this is where the pictures will be coming from). I got her an adorable My Melody doll (My Melody is a Hello Kitty "friend"). She loved it! She wouldn't put it down! I guess after she got home she was carrying it everywhere, and she has this cute thing where while carrying her dolls around she always says to them "Come on." You know, like how a mom would say it to a child. Just "Come on." It's hilarious.

Well the non-spaghetti is ready and today was definitely a Monday all across the board.

Just Remember To Bend Your Knees And Stand On Your Balls

"Okay... Look, Returning Balls. You're good at that."

"I'm not good at Returning Balls when I have to bend my knees and stand on my balls."

That was a conversation from last night. I was trying to help Collin with his golf swing on the Wii, and I was telling him he will get better force in his swing if he bends his knees and stands on the balls of his feet. Knowing us and our dirty minds the moment I said to him "Just remember to bend your knees and stand on your balls." We started laughing so hard I thought for sure I would pee myself.

And of course the next event he had on his fitness test was "Returning Balls" (which is tennis practice), so it obviously was all down hill from there.

Thank god I met someone who has the same type of mind and sense of humor as me. It would get weird if I was always the only one laughing... Plus I am sure by now he would have had me committed otherwise...

I am making Apple Zucchini Bread right now. I also made a small no-fruit-added loaf for Renee (she doesn't like the raisins or dried apples but loves my zucchini bread). It has about fifty minutes left. Everyone at work loves it when I bring goodies. And now that we are headed out of summer I can bake more without overheating the house (or dying of heat exhaustion in the kitchen).

Kristina I love you dearly, but there is a high likelihood that I will not post a pic of me in the dress. Maybe, MAYBE, if I get a good picture of me in the dress I will post it... Okay, for you I guess I will make sure I get a "good" picture of me in the dress... I'll try to get it posted this weekend but I make no promises. I must love you....

Alright bitches, I am out like a drunk whore.

This Is The "Something" I Did

"And the Truth shall set ye free!"

Finally an honest picture of the two of us, LOL!!!

The Art and Science of Toast

Great song for anyone pissed off at a man: "Dickhead" by Kate Nash.

It's great.

Not that I am concerned he would read this and infer that I am mad at him, but to be safe I am not mad at my husband. It's just a really great song.

Cheese sticks can get into Canada but do not try and take an orange to Canada. They hate citrus fruits...

So, today was better than yesterday, I think. It will get better. I really truly do believe in the power of positive thinking and holding onto hope, yet I wouldn't label myself as an optimist. It all comes down to the mantra that I learned very early in life, "Hope for the best but plan for the worst."

Saturday I am going to Sandy with Doobers' mom for the bridal shower, it will be my only chance to meet my husband's best friend's wife-to-be before the wedding. I am looking forward to it, I love Denise (Doobers' mom). She is awesome and we get along great. Plus then I can get her impression of the girl (whom I am sure is awesome) who is marrying her only son. The wedding is two weeks from this coming Sunday... It will be here before I know it.

I got my dress for the wedding finally (it's a semi formal evening wedding which = Alicia has to wear an effing dress...), it's this cute black dress and I got a pink sweater to wear with it. Since, (knowing me and my hate of dresses) I will probably only wear the dress once, I am keeping the tags on and taking it back to the store after the wedding and getting either pants, or a shirt or two or something. I am not keeping a dress I will never wear again.

Sunday is Mia's second birthday. I am excited. I picked up the sign from FedEx Kinkos last night. It turned out great. I hope to get some good pictures of everyone at the party for Renee and Drea (Mia's mommy).

I had an epiphany in the shower this morning... Well, I guess it's not really an epiphany, since I already knew that I wanted this, but anyways: I want to go back to school. It's not gonna be this year, it's just not plausible, but by next fall (so in the next year) I want to go back to school and do something. Part of the reason I am waiting is because I don't know exactly what I want to go for. I am thinking Business or Winery Management (okay, okay not really on the Winery Management) or something I will definitely use in my career. (Which will probably continue along the office administration line)

It's funny (well not really funny I guess, but you know what I mean) but even with all the bills, and stress at work, and adult life in general, I don't think I have ever been happier with my life. I not only have a nice place to live, an okay job (where I have pretty decent job security and great bosses), two dependable vehicles, an awesomely heathenistic monster of a cat, and a few really great friends; I also have someone I can share all the good and bad of life with. It just amazes me. (This blurb came about from a convo at work where we were discussing the whole "If I knew then what I know now, I would have..." and the only things I would have definitely changed were some of the financial "boo-boos" I made when I was younger, and even those were worth it to be where I am now.)

Does purple always have to smell like grape? Or can it also smell like lavender, lilac, or even something totally off the wall like onions?

I think I am gonna go read, or do something... Like breathe, breathing is good right?

I Never Gave A Damn About The Weather, And It Never Gave A Damn About Me

Time for *imaginary drumroll*The Week In Retrospect!!! Okay, so actually the last six days, but it might as well have been a week...

First off, somewhere in Salem there is a street called (wait for it...) Fussyduck Lane. I swear to you I am in no way kidding, and someday I want to live there (if it's not in the bad part of Salem... Which I view as pretty much everywhere except where I live now....). But yeah, awesome name for a street.

In other news, we sold Ethel to this guy from Vancouver, he has an engine and tranny to put into her, so good for him. I love the Blazer aka Ricky. It's just... Great!

"That's about as off-road ready as a can of tuna fish."

This was a comment Collin made... Speaking of cans of tuna, (I should have taken a pic...) at Costco there was this ginormous can of tuna! Like, you could make tuna sandwiches for 25-50 people with this one can of tuna.

When we were at Walmart on Saturday we were scoping out the Halloween decorations we want to get for our place (I love Halloween like crazy, and it's Collin's Birthday), and we were walking down the remnants of the back to school aisle when I saw the best folders in the history of the planet. I had to take pictures of these, had to!
This one (in case you can't see it clearly, or read it... but if you can't read then you don't know what this says, and if you're illiterate what business do you have reading my blog? Well I guess you aren't actually reading this, and in fact have no clue I am even berating you...) says, "Chuck Norris does not sleep he waits."
Then there's this one, "Chuck Norris can blow bubbles with beef jerky."
And finally, "Chuck Norris can lead a horse to water and make him drink."

Seriously, best folders ever.

We bought season four of Grey's Anatomy on Saturday. I am totally enamored with the show. We have all the previous seasons and have been watching since the beginning. We didn't do anything Sunday except watching Grey's on DVD. It was nice to take a day off.

Saturday we were up by 5:30am to go grocery shopping (I am one of those early morning shoppers, I figure everyone else is still hungover and passed out from their Friday night), then after all that stuff we went out to the inlaws in the afternoon to give them the proceeds from selling the car, then we went to Best Buy where we bought Grey's, as well as Ninja Reflex (a game for the Wii), and then I got a new CD. I had heard a couple of the songs on the album and I liked the other stuff I heard from them, so like some other groups and artists, I went out on a limb and bought the CD. I have to say it is an awesome CD. I guess I should say who and what, Panic! At The Disco; Welcome To The Sound Of Pretty Odd. It reminds me a lot of some of the Beatles stuff.

Saturday we managed to stay up and watch all of Saturday Night Live. Tina Fey did the opener as Sarah Palin. I had a nightmare about her the night after her acceptance speech for the Republican VP Nominee. I couldn't stop laughing, loved it, like hardcore. It was worth it, then Sunday morning we slept in and as I mentioned above we did nothing at all on Sunday. It was great.

I don't know what else really has happened other than the fact that work is still pissing me off on a daily basis, and every little upset pushes me closer and closer to the edge, and makes me want to find a different job...

It'll get better, it has to get better...

Yo' Mama So Stupid...

"... I bet when you were a baby and got thrush she put Vagisil in your mouth!"

This was one of the many taunts Collin and I threw back and forth at each other Monday night while playing some Wii Sports (I said that one...). We are so vicious, it was great. Eventually we resorted to just saying gross things to make the other person laugh as they went to bowl.

I am so freaking tired this week and I am not sure why... Okay, actually I am sure why. Work... It has been an ongoing nightmare recently, but it will get better. Soon, hopefully. It's been frustrating enough that I have greatly considered applying for other jobs, but with the job market the way it is here, what would be the point? I still scope out Collin's company every now and again. I am trying to just ride out the storm and hopefully here very soon there will be either some sunshine, or at least a silver lining hinting at the sunshine to come.

This weekend we are hoping some friends will come over visit for an evening. Well, actually, it's Collin's best friend and his fiancee, and I REALLY want them to visit. We want to do like pizza and a movie or two. Plus, I have yet to meet this girl and I'd really like to meet her BEFORE the wedding (it's October 5th, so you can understand my urgency). From what Collin tells me she is a perfect match for our friend Doobers' personality. So, yea, I am really excited to meet her, plus it would give the two of them a nice little break from all the wedding stuff, even if just for a few hours, and it will get them both out of their parents' houses for the evening. I just hope they can come. I haven't seen Doobers for a couple months now.

Other than that, the only other thing I am really planning on this weekend is monster grocery shopping. We'll pretty much be getting everything we need (except the fresh stuff like milk, eggs, bread, veg, etc.) for the rest of the month until after the first, and payday(s) and whatnot. Can you say Costco? I freakin love that place. They have these rice crackers that are freaking awesome.

Okay, funny-story-time, since we got the Blazer Collin has been driving the Toyota (the obvious gas saver), and in said Toyota some of my personal touchs were still there. One being this pretty Celtic Cross my MIL got me in Cali (it's called The Star which happens to be my Tarot Card). Also left behind from me is this plastic bracelet that I made and wore back in high school (people from that era may remember all the bracelets I wore at one point) that consists of these brightly colored plastic teddy bear shaped beads. There are six bears on the bracelet, their individual colors being pink, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. And all are BRIGHT colors. This was left on the shifter post. Now to the meat of the story... One day last week when Collin was leaving work, another male who works at his company noticed the bracelet, and said to my husband, "Hey there teddy bear,want to snuggle together sometime?"

Collin told me this and I about died laughing. But, hey, it should be a boost to his confidence, knowing he's still got it. He then took the bracelet out of the car. Poor baby was traumatized.

Well ANTM is on, so I am off.

Love Is....

Your significant other punching you in the head and chewing on your boob.

That's right bitch, I just told the world.

I love you!

Okay, so I have kind of been avoiding blogging because I was mad at blogger.com for being a pain in the neck, by not letting me change the pictures on my blog page. It kept saying "unable to upload due to internal error", I'll give you a mother effing internal error... I am gonna try to update the pics again after this posting.

Anywhoozle... I love our new car!!! It is awesome (sing songy voice).

Right now I am working on Mia's 2nd Birthday banner. This year the party theme is Hello Kitty. Love the pinks, blues and purples. Her first birthday was Dora the Explorer. It should be fun. (Mia, by the way, is Renee's granddaughter)

Another reason I haven't posted for about a week is because the last week at work has been utter madness. Hopefully it should be mellowing out. Today I did something at work I haven't done in over a year... I did collections. And in the two to two and a half hours that I did collections today, I remembered why I don't do collections. But, I must say, I did get an account paid in full, yay me.

Also, Collin's best friend is getting married October 5th so Friday Collin had to go and get sized for his tux (he's a groomsman), and then on Saturday we went and found me a dress. That's right, I am gonna wear a mother effing dress... I also got some really cute shoes, and a clutch and a necklace, and a light cardigan to wear over the dress (it's sleeveless). I need to get my hair done the weekend before the wedding. Maybe I will post a pic of me in the dress I got, we'll see... I think I will look hot in it... I need to break the shoes in a little between now and then if I am gonna be dancing in them.

Well, I really need to get this banner done. So Peace!

Well Shit My Britches and Call Me Winifred

I totally have no clue either. So don't even waste the energy wondering.

Last night we went to my in-laws' for a late afternoon barbecue. It was fun, we got to show them the new rig they helped us to buy. We got my FIL's stamp of approval, and my MIL... Well, she had her own reasons for liking Ricky. I shit you not, while the four of us were outside talking and pointing out all the neat features she pipes up with the following statement:

"Yea, and it's really safe for babies."

I look over at her with the pasted on smile and respond, "Yes, I'm sure it is...."

Then I turned, wide eyed and probably a few shades paler, and looked to see if my other half had heard his mother's statement.

In case I haven't made it clear on here yet, I do not want children. Correction, WE do not want any children. My MIL... She doesn't know this. Nor does she need to immediately. It's not a matter of how amazing of a parent I think I will be, or anything like that. I know people will tell me it doesn't sound selfish, but the truth of the matter is that I don't want children because they just aren't part of my future goals or plans. I know my feelings could change, but I don't think they will, and if anything we could always be foster parents to a child (or children) or even adopt.

Personally though, after being around to help out a lot with my niece and nephew when they were little, has kind of turned off my desire to have rugrats of my own. Thankfully, I have a wonderful man who feels the same way.

And as I read this I start thinking how stupid, rude, inconsiderate, and, most of all, selfish I sound to all my amazing friends who are already mommies (and every single one of you are amazing mommies, and I love all your freakishly irresistably adorable children).

Those are my feelings.

Collin said that if his mother really starts pushing the issue over the next few years, he will just tell her that we have been trying and that he is sterile (when we can afford it he wants to get a vasectomy, which I totally support.). The reason behind him being the sterile one? If it came out that I was the sterile one, I'd see my MIL being the kind to tell him to leave me since I cannot provide children for him...

And my cat is attacking my purse.... Effing psychopath...

And now she is pissed because mommy took the purse away.

I don't even remember what I originally wanted to blog about... Oh well, at least I got some of my brain's baggage unloaded...

Peace!