November 29, 2016

Rec Room: Take 2

Picking up from where we left off yesterday.......

In case you need a refresher (go HERE) this is what the throw pillows look like. Now, to be fair. They are not HORRIBLE. I just don't care for them. At all.

I had been on the lookout for throw pillows I liked that would go with these colors, or some kind of pillow cover. I knew finding the valance material (so I could make my own) would be crucial to this process.

I FINALLY found the fabric I liked! Hobby Lobby to the rescue!

Jgurl and I spent a total of 20 minutes putting this bad boy together late one night. I SUPER love it!

Don't mind the blinds in the bottom. The stupid cat decided to play with them while I was snapping this photo.

They are a smidgy longer than the old nasty colorless valance, but I like it that way!

About a month ago, I was at the Goodwill Outlet center. The story of that place is for another day, but I found this gem amongst the home goods.

Seeing as it was the perfect colors, I picked it up and took it home with me. Gave the cover a wash, shot the pillow up with some Lysol first, then some Febreeze and we were in business!

With a few more throw pillow covers, the rec room is finally complete! I am happy with the changes that I made!

With the previous totals, here is what the room cost me:
Spray Paint: $3.50
2 yards of fabric: $14.98
3 pillow covers: $15 (for all 3)
Gold and maroon pillow: $.49
Grand total: $33.97

November 28, 2016

Yes, I am still here.
No, I can not make a good enough excuse as to where I have been and what I have been doing.

I cant even count the number of times I have started to write something and just ran out of steam.

One of the ways I have been passing my time the last six months? Turning NiceGuy's house upside down. He LOVES it. No, really. Ok, maybe not so much.......

When my mom was here for Christmas 2015, we were talking about the curtains, throw pillows, valance and curtain rods in the rec room, and how much I wanted to update them.

We talked colors, and things I could do that albeit small, could make a large impact. So I got to work!

I first tackled the curtain rods. Here is what they looked like before. And yes, that IS a treadmill in my living room.

I took them down, dusted, cleaned, and got the spray paint out.

A quick fix, and I love the new look!

Don't mind the blank corner........ that's a work in progress.

I am really pleased with how it turned out! 

1 can of black spray paint: $3.50
Homemade spray booth in the garage: free

Tune in tomorrow for the valance and throw pillows.

April 22, 2016

F*@% You Fridays

Welcome to a brand new segment: F*@% You Fridays! I think the title is self explanatory, no?

So let's dig in!

This week, A BIG FAT F*@% YOU to the youth of America.

You over-indulged, participation trophy recipients, entitled bunch of assholes. I am SICK and TIRED of listening to you whine and moan because you are "OFFENDED" or didn't get what you wanted, when you wanted.

This goes to all you 13-25 year olds out there. Who only think of themselves. Who want everything handed to them on a silver platter because they were fucking BORN. Work for a goal? Why? When mommy and daddy will pay for it because they "hurt my feelings". Ugh.

Perfect example: I went to back out of my parking spot, at my job. (You know, that place you go to work and if you do a good job they PAY you). Since my office is on a main road, I cross the sidewalk to back out of my spot.

Yesterday, like every other day, I started to back out. I saw a young gal (read: twat) crossing the street in the crosswalk. Not certain if she was coming my way or not, I opted to wait for her. She DID come my way, and like a responsible adult, I waited, made eye contact so she knew I had seen her, and didn't move until she had cleared the back of the car.

All of this sounds reasonable right? I had the drivers side window down as the car was kind of warm. As this KID comes around my car, she turns back over her should and says "You know you are blocking the sidewalk right?"

I lost my shit. I yelled at her "How else do you expect me to back out of my parking spot?" She kept mumbling and I was getting more worked up. I yelled out again that she was full of shit (classy right) and that this was "bullshit" and then sped away. I may or may not have given the bird to a teenager when I drove away.

I was truly shocked. I WAITED for this little GEM of a girl to cross the street instead of making her wait for ME. And she had the balls to say I was blocking the sidewalk? FUCK YOU. Until they invent flying cars I will continue to back out of my parking spot the way I always do. Maybe you should walk on the other side of the street because if I see you again? I not only wont wait for you? I will follow you home and talk with your parents. About what a NICE young lady they are raising.

You are messing with the wrong girl. I may not have been the most respectful teenager growing up but I certainly raised my kids to be that way. And if I heard of my kids acting like this to other people? I would beat them senseless.

Mic. Drop.

March 1, 2016

Now accepting applications...........

I realize I am about to loose some friends, readers (and possibly family members) over this post. But is that stopping me? Hell to the no!

When "The Don" first put his hat in the Presidential Ring I thought to myself "oh this ought to be good". I am going to get a few laughs out of this, as will the rest of America, and The Don will go away thinking of himself as a success.

Well folks, we are WAY past the entertainment value and The Don has over stayed his welcome in the political arena. I am not quite sure what happened to the fine people of the United States. I think everyone has left their common sense at the bottom of a glass, in some seedy bar on the outskirts of town.

How else can this over tan, pompous, comb-over sporting, blowhard jackass actually be considered as leader of the free world? Are we actually saying that his reign can be any better than those who came before him? Come on America. Get your shit together.

The pool of POTUS hopefuls can not be SO LOW that we have to scrape the bottom of the barrel with this asshole. I can not even begin to list all of the issues that I have with him........ there isn't enough room on this page.

I think John Oliver pretty much got everything here that I missed. Watch. And prepare to be as horrified as I am at the thought that Mr. Trump could actually win 3 states. 

So, I am just putting it out there now. I LOVE my country. And I am PROUD to be an American.

But IF Donald Trump, or even worse, Kanye West (shudder) become president of the United States? I am moving to Canada. Seriously. I am starting to take applications for a roommate. Since NiceGuy wont go with me.

Even my mom knows I would be better than The Don. She got me this button for Christmas.

January 26, 2016

Scrap-a-palooza 2016

Two weeks ago it was my annual scrap book weekend retreat. I pack up all my scrappin' supplies, load up my car, grab the Jgurl and all her scrappin' loot, and drive a very full Exploder to the old convent about 75 minutes away. 

We get there on a Friday afternoon (about noon-ish) unload all our crap, change in to comfy clothes and get to work! 

Yeah right! While most of us actually DO get SOME scrap booking in while we are away from life for 3 days, there are a lot of shenanigans that go down. And that is my favorite part! This year was no exception! 

Missions completed:
TP of Miss Em's bedroom
TP of Ms Vicki's scrap desk
Funny notes left on doors
Eating too much junk (yes, that is two pats of butter on my plate. No judgement) 
Staying up too late (hence the hunched over my desk 15 min nap I took before lunch Sunday) 
Laughing so hard I tinkled
Jumping out to scare people from dark corners, or under tables

It really was a great weekend! Although there are two ladies who always seem to find SOMETHING bitchy to do to our back of the bus group, we manage to still have a good time. Even if that good time is plotting things we wish we could do to them (but we wont risk it for fear of being kicked out of the event every year). 

Ask ANY scrapper and you can either come up with a sticker, embellishment or cricut cartridge that is JUST the right thing for your page. This year? #Joangela outdid themselves....... we found the PERFECT representation of our two arch nemesis..... 

See if you can figure it out! 

January 14, 2016

This. Just this.

This feeling I have every day? It's awesome, and I cant imagine going another day without it. What is it you ask? Well, let me see if I can explain it to you, and in the process TRY to do it justice. 

A little shy of 2 years ago, this man walked in to my life. I immediately saw (and felt) something different. He was a gentleman, he actually listened when I spoke, and my quirkiness did not seem bother him. At all. In fact, he seemed to embrace it. 

Due to my not so stellar line up of men prior to meeting NiceGuy (I am pretty sure my man picker was broke) the poor guy had several hurdles to jump over, unbeknownst to him. 

With every challenge, freak out, question, and uncertainty I showed/presented/shoved in his face, he handled them all with patience. And grace. And understanding. 

He took all of my hurt, my distrust, my defensiveness, and offered up a salve, a solution, an understanding. He patiently waited for me to see that the other shoe was NOT going to drop, and to realize that he was EXACTLY what he said he was. And he did EXACTLY what he said he would do. Never fully comprehending (at least that is the way it seemed to me) that my experiences taught me that no man in my life had ever done that for me. No man had ever showed me that I could trust him, rely on him. 

A very BIG revelation came to me the other night, and it shocked me to my core. For the FIRST time in my life, I am in a healthy relationship. With someone that I love. Who loves me. TRULY. I am FINALLY able to show Lil C and Doodle what their mom looks like when she is happy. And 100% herself. All my chips are in. Not only with those rugrats or her friends, but with the man in her life. Whoa. 

NiceGuy accepts me for who I am, every god damn day. Yeah, I have faults. And a past. And issues that I can certainly work on. But you know what? He is there for every step of the way. Supporting me. Understanding me. And loving me on top of it. Do you know how fucking cool that is? 

Where has this man been all of my life? I know they say you have to go through some bad eggs before you truly appreciate a good one... but I wish he had been around so much earlier than he was. Because I am selfish like that. 

It is such a crazy thing to hear my friends tell me how much they like him (that has NEVER happened before) and how well we fit together, how great it is to see me so happy, and how he just fits in with our group, like he has always been there. That is NOT and easy accomplishment. My village is pretty god damn kooky!!

I am sure NiceGuy will be HORRIFIED to see that I am singing his praises so publicly. But I had to. He is SO.Freaking. Awesome. And he deserves to know how wonderful he is. 

This song sums up how I would like to be the rest of my life...... with NiceGuy by my side. On as many Double J adventures as we can possibly make happen. 

January 12, 2016

Where in the heck did the rest of 2015 go?

If you could figure out how the last 3 months have managed to fly by so quickly that would be great. It seems like October through December ALWAYS zoom by so fast that I barely have caught my breath and then its January, and that time of year when you make stupid resolutions.

I made some "goals" for myself. No necessarily a resolution per se. Just things I would like to work on in 2016. So here goes.

Goal #1. I have decided........... to stop biting my tongue. Shocking, I know, since most of you think I dont know how to do this in the first place! But really! So MANY things I let slide, or grumble to my friends about, or stewed on privately. NO MORE. Most people seem to think I have little to no filter anyway, so I am going to live up to it. Why not?

Goal #2. Try to stop interrupting people when they are speaking. Or trying to guess what they are going to say. It annoys the people around me.

As I like to do, I have taken a moment to reflect on my favorite moments of 2015:

  • Taking my first trip to Vegas with NiceGuy and our first "real" vacation together

  • Doodle turns 16 AND gets her drivers license

  • Lil C moves out of my house

  • I move in with NiceGuy

And my least favorite moments of 2015:

  • Boy child stress
  • Having to move unexpectedly
  • Having my car broken in to

I also thought to myself...... why not make a monthly goal? Isn't that  much easier than a yearly one? And it seems like a much easier thing to accomplish then putting stress on me all year.

Monthly Goal for January 2016: PURGE! Get rid of crap that is not needed, organize and categorize what I truly need, and what needs to go. I am sure I can find a home for all my goods.......

I would love to hear what your goals are for 2016. Feel like sharing? I will pull up a chair, with a glass of wine, and listen. Tell me.