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Yep, it's unlocked.

Doesn't mean much but I am actually thinking about coming back to the dear old blog. Lots of stuff has happened in the past few months and frankly I NEED to let it all out and I've missed this thing so much!!

I'm not loving my new layout but for the moment it's fresh and the best I can find. I'm a wee bit rusty so I've got to get back out there and find something that better suits me.

This is a test post just to see if I can still do this.

By the way, if by chance you are a return blogger/reader friend and your link use to be on my sidebar and it isn't there now just let me know and I'll put you back up there. I was in the middle of updating my widget thingy and before I could add everyone I clicked something and my list was gone.

Can't wait to get back into the swing of things. See you in a little bit. Hopefully with a design I like better.

It's Alive

Tink, tink, tink. Hello, o, o, o. Is there anybody out there?

Ok, just so you know I haven't dropped off the face of the earth or anything like that. It's just that I've had ZERO time to myself for like the past EVER and this is the first time I've even attempted to sit down and do a quick update.

Nothing major is really going on. I'm still trying to get ready for this yard sale that is coming up. By the way, the next time I even think of having a yard sale you have my full permission to come up and totally bitch slap me back into reality. Who knew it would be this much damn work!? I've got a section of my basement dedicated to just yard sale stuff but I haven't priced the first thing yet. I'm not even sure how I'm going to set it all out yet. Good thing I'm at my best under pressure. I'm the one that never wrote my 15 page research paper until the day before it was due and managed to ace them all, well except for that one I did on Larry Flynt but I'm pretty sure my professor didn't appreciate the fact that I didn't tear him apart for "exploiting women." It was a pretty kick ass paper come to think of it....bitch.

I'm stalled out on the weight loss front. I did see 133 for like a split second one day and it even dipped to 132.9 about a week ago but that was fleeting. I probably had diarrhea or something that day. Now I'm back to hovering around the 135 mark but at least I'm holding steady there. That last 10 pounds is really trying my patience though. I've been snatching work outs here and there when I can but for the most part just trying to clean out everything around here keeps me up and busy all the time.

Since my last post we have celebrated A2's 3rd birthday. We celebrated early on the 4th because my parents came up to spend the weekend with us. His actual birthday wasn't until Monday the 7th. My husband thought it would be so cool to get this for him.



I wish I was joking because it's HUGE and this fucker is set up in my front sitting room because it's too hot to take it outside right now and the husband said he didn't want grass to get sucked into the fan. One good thing that came out of this is that I FINALLY got that ugly ass dining table out of there that I have hated from the minute he drug it into the house. I really could care less that his Grandmother gave it to him. Fucking ugly is fucking ugly I don't care who gives it.

My sister on the other hand took the smarter more practical route and got this for him.



Takes up was less space and he loves crawling around in it just as much but it CAN NOT be collapsed right now because if we attempt A2 goes ape-shit.

Have I ever mentioned the fact that we tend to go way overboard when we buy things? It's like some sick obsession.

It seriously looks as though the entire Island of Sodor has been thrown up into my living room, well, pretty much all over my house and I have zero say about it. Since his birthday A2's Thomas and Friends battery powered engine count has skyrocketed to 15 with two wooden trains and three take along trains. So along with the pop up and the train table he got for Christmas the year before last, he has a flat track that measures at least 8 feet long set up in front of our television with another one that measures about 2 feet right beside it because he got a delayed gift of a $50 Toys R Us gift card in the mail this weekend and we just had to go there on Sunday. I'm bout ready to lose my damn mind with all this Thomas stuff everywhere.

A1's birthday is this coming Saturday and I have no clue what to do for him. He'll be 14 and that's a tough age to buy for. He's asked for a hamster since during all this cleaning I've been doing I uncovered an entire stash of hamster stuff we had stored in the closet in the bedroom downstairs. We seriously have enough stuff to outfit an entire gang of hamsters. We got the houses, tunnels, the food, toys, bedding, treats, and watering thingamabobs. A1 had a couple of hamsters a few years ago but sadly they both met a tragic demise.

The first one somehow escaped from his hut and the cats caught him and decided it would be cool to snatch his head off, eat only that, and leave the body in the living room floor for us to find the next morning. Sort of like their trophy for having a rocking night of torture. Talk about devastation! Luckily A1 never saw that and the husband was up before anyone else and took care of it. He was about 8 years old at the time and trying to explain to him that Charlie decided to move to Hollywood and no longer hang out with him wasn't pretty.

We got another one to replace that one and it went well for a while until he nipped A1 and was never picked up or played with again. That poor guy probably died of loneliness or something like that.

I'm considering giving him another try even though I told him he couldn't have another living thing until he moved out of my house because I usually end up being the caretaker. We still have a cat so if we got one and he ever escaped it would more than likely not end pretty even though I know it was the other cat we had that did the most damage the last time. She was our mouser. Jesse would rather someone else take care of it but she has caught one or two for us. Plus I'm not sure how A2 would do with a critter that small. He's still trying to get Jesse to let him rub on her for more than two seconds. He would either want to maul it and love it to death or he'd be scared of it.

I've got about two days left to decide so I'll think about it tomorrow.

News on the move. Unless something happens and the inside scoop the husband was given from someone in headquarters was wrong, I'm about 98% sure we are about to move. I'm not too thrilled about it because as you know I think moving sucks donkey balls but if it's true then the husband got a kick ass promotion and we'll just have to make the most of it. I really hate that it's right here at the END of summer break right before A1 is suppose to start school but it's better than trying to move with friggin' snow on the ground during the dead of winter. A1's not happy about having to leave his friends but you know what, I'm not feeling too sorry about that after putting a lot of thought into it.

Here's why, I've tried to get him to either call or text his friends to see what they were doing at different times all summer long so they could have a chance to hang out if by chance we do end up moving and he went ONE time to ONE friend's house and spent the night. That's it. I've volunteered to take him to the mall, to the movies, to pretty much anywhere within reason and he has yet to take me up on it. You'd think if he was so tight with these friends that he'd be wanting to hang out with them. Maybe I'm just that out of touch. I mean come on, all he's done is text like crazy all summer and unless I'm wrong he can do that both here and 8 hours down the road.

I just remember never wanting to be home when I was his age and always wanting to be with my friends. Part of that was probably due to the fact that my mother was a drug using, child abusing whore but I digress. A1 didn't know anybody when we moved here and he managed to fit in and adjust pretty well. I'm thinking the same will be said for when we move over there too. We hope to have the final say either Friday or Monday.

Things I suck at right now but plan on kicking ass at as soon as I finish cleaning up my house and having this stupid yard sale: Guitar Hero. Have you played this game? I've seen the guys play it forever and always see the kids in the stores playing but have never tried it myself until Saturday. Of course I was booed off stage my first attempt but the second time I managed to hit 78% of the notes. It's fun but very hard! The husband was sitting in the middle of all the chaos in the playroom playing because we only have it for Playstation 2 and asked me if I wanted to try it. I said what the hell because it looks easy when you watch someone else do it. I haven't tried it again but hopefully I'll be rockin' out some next week!

Things I'm totally excited about that it makes me pee my pants just a little thinking about: Big Brother 10. It started Sunday night and I couldn't be more excited about it. I look forward to it EVERY summer and even though the majority of the cast turns out to be total douchebags I still get sucked into it so hard! I've found a kick ass site that posts videos of stuff that goes on during the live feeds and gives recaps of everything that you don't see on the show. They know ahead of time who wins the veto and all the juicy gossip. It's here. Here you get to see all the fights and hear all the cattiness that goes on that would never make it to the air. The husband HATES it when Big Brother starts but he watched it with me Sunday night and I guarantee before the summer is over he'll be hooked too. So far I like April the best. Brian was a frontrunner for me at first but he started playing too hard too soon and I'm pretty sure his little cutie patootie butt will be talking with Julie Chen tonight.

That's really all I have time to touch base on right now. While typing this I've had to scream at both of the boys at least three times to stop picking on each other, take a potty break with A2 who has gone two weeks without pooping in his pants (we're still working on the peeing), put a load of clothes in the dryer, and con A1 into picking up the cat puke that was laying in the middle of my laundry room floor.

Fun times!!

I've got to get up from here and organize all the stuff that we took out of the playroom which is scattered from the living room, down the hallway to their bedrooms, and on the kitchen table. Once I get that done I will officially be finished with organizing each room upstairs. It will take me at least two days to do all of this if not longer but I'm looking forward to walking into that stupid playroom knowing it hasn't been that neat and organized since A1 was A2's age.

Feels good to be back.

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I'm guessing it's really not that big of a deal to some of you out there but today when I stepped up on the scale it said.....136.5. That's right. It may not be that big of a deal to some but to me that's frickin' awesome!! Of course the scale was fucking with me a little bit and dipped down to 135 for like a split second. Just long enough to get my hopes up but it decided to settle around the 136.5 to 136.6 mark. Meh, I'll take it.

That means I'm within 11 pounds of my ultimate goal and I can actually see the light at the end of the tunnel. I'm already starting to feel so much better and it doesn't hurt my eyes as much as it use to when I would look in the mirror. I was watching this show last night by Dr. Oz (read: Oprah's bitch) and he said that women need to strive for a waist that is no larger that 32 inches in order to be healthy. Men need to strive for 35. He was working with four people trying to get their weight under control. It was pretty interesting. Of course the husband and I had to immediately break out the measuring tape and see where we fell.

I was right at 32 with sucking in because that's what he made them do and the husband was at 34. He's lost a lot of weight and looks good in his clothes. I can tell they are no longer cutting him in half when he tries to button them up and some of them are actually falling off of him. I'm pretty proud of him for all his hard work. It's actually motivated me more than he knows to get up off my lazy ass. I can't let him be better than me at something. That just wouldn't be right! Right now I've got on a pair of size 8 Old Navy Bermuda shorts that I haven't been able to button in a long ass while and they went up and on without any problem at all. I can even stick my fingers in the waistband. Yay, me!

Ok, I'm done tooting my own horn for now.

Went home for the weekend on Friday and have to say we had a very fun time. My parents wanted my boys and my nephew to stay with them for the weekend alone so they could all bond and do fun stuff without us breathing down their necks. It's the first time A2 has ever spent the night away from both of us and only the second time I've even spent a night without him. After we all ate breakfast and went our separate ways they took the boys to the zoo, to play putt-putt, and to ride go-carts. After they got home they all made S'mores. How cool is that?

While all of this was going on the husband and I had nothing to do so we decided to go to the movies after doing a little window shopping and looking at houses in the area for his brother. We got to the movies at around 3:15 in the afternoon and didn't leave the movie theater until 2:20 in the morning. Yep, you read that right. We spent over 11 hours at the movies!

We watched Indiana Jones at 3:30 - It was pretty good. I was hoping for a lot more adventure but since Harrison Ford has got to be pushing 80 he did alright for his age. The story was a bit predictable but I enjoyed it. After that I got my way and we went to see Sex and the City. The husband was one of only about five men in the whole theater but he liked it. I thought they did a really good job. I was a little disappointed that they didn't give Stanford that big of a part but the rest was pretty good. There were some very funny parts. It would have been about 10 times better if they had thrown in a little bit of Aidan for me to look at but oh well. I was just thrilled to finally get to see it. It's on my To Buy list (read: Can Someone Please Buy This For Me?!) as soon as it comes out.

After that we went and watched Ironman. Let me just say that I have loved Robert Downey, Jr. for a very long time. I fell in love with him in Less than Zero and even though he went through a rough spell with all that drug stuff I still loved him. Crack heads need love too. After seeing this movie, I'd give up room in my closet for him if he wanted me too. Hell, I'd let him have an entire shelf on my side if he wanted it. He rocked as Ironman. Good story, good acting, good looking, just plain good. Those big brown eyes of his gives me goose bumps. After I got my feel of lusting over him in that movie we decided what the hell, we'd hit one more. It was only midnight and all we were going to do was go back to the house and sit around anyway.

It was between Get Smart and The Incredible Hulk so we went to see The Hulk. I hated the first Hulk. It was stupid and the kid who played it, Eric Bana, just didn't do it for me. I thought Jennifer Connelly was about the best thing that movie had going for it. That girl is hot, I don't care what you say! The new Bruce Banner/Incredible Hulk was Edward Norton and even though he has this nerdy quality about him he's pretty hot himself and pulled it off pretty well. The story was decent and the fact that they brought in another creature to fight him was pretty good. Also Lou Ferrigno (the original Incredible Hulk 'case you didn't know) made an appearance in this one and that man doesn't look like he's aged AT ALL. Added bonus: Robert Downey, Jr.'s character from Ironman makes an appearance at the end for a little bit of a cherry on top.

We ate nachos and popcorn, drank our weight in Diet Coke and I devoured an entire $3 box of Milk Duds by myself, except for one that I grudgedly let the husband have, and had a blast. We'll definitely have to do it again. Especially now that I know A2 and myself can make it through the night without being stuck right next to one another. I can't remember the last time the husband and I have spent that much time alone together.

We got home yesterday afternoon and as if the movie diet wasn't bad enough we ordered Papa John's and it was yum-my! Needless to say I had to drag myself downstairs to the treadmill but after going for 3 miles I felt great. I was given the first season of I Love Lucy for Christmas this year and decided to crack it open last night while I was running. After watching the first couple of episodes I learned something about myself that is somewhat disturbing.....apparently I'm pretty whorey because I have to say I would have let Desi Arnaz bang out Babaloo on my ass cheeks and thoroughly enjoyed it. Have you ever really stopped to consider the fact that he was a pretty damn good looking man and was pretty damn good with him hands?

One last thing: Found out today that George Carlin had died over the weekend. Very sad news. That guy was funny. If you go over to YouTube and type in his name a lot of funny stuff will pop up. You don't have to agree with him but if you have an open mind and just listen to him he'll have you rolling!

Here's his infamous Seven Words:


Edited to add: What the hell is up with Blogger going down and wiping out my entire post before I can even save it?? I swear the post I wrote before this one was full of smart sassy wit and brilliant insight.

Since it didn't get saved and I had to start over from scratch this is the best you get under the circumstances.

Days without making an Old Navy or any other clothing type purchase for me or A2: 23