Look What I Got Today!!

Ok, so it's totally cliche
It's totally overdone.
It's so, so......
So Great! And a huge suprise.
Totally made my day!
And made me feel special.
Thank you.

What's a Girl to do?

Things to do online when you have time to kill at work (or want to):

1. Make some art online. This is a cool spot.
2. Check out some cool quotes at ThinkExist.
3. If you don't like those, you may like these.
4. Keep your mind sharp with a nice Crossword puzzle.
5. Plan on getting rid of some junk and Freecycle it!
6. Check out what I have been missing on Martha.
7. Google my own name. Apparently there is more than one of me!!
8. Pretend to shop anywhere, today it was Tiffanys.
9. Check Scrap Source for anything I am missing because all my stuff is packed.
10. Check the weather for the weekend, that was a whole 2 minutes.
11. Read the news.

Ok, so I have done all that, now what? Man, I never thought I would say this, but I am actually bored at work. Usually I can entertain myself pretty well, but I think this may have been one day too many. {Feel free to suggest a great time waster!!}

I am so excited that Halloween is Monday! My favorite holiday, no presents, no hassle - just fun! We have our first Halloween party tonight at Max's school which he is hoping his Donald Trump will win for most original costume. (fingers crossed) I told him I will be going as a Black-eyed Pea to which he replied, "You mean that hot girl?" I laughed so hard I was crying. I told my brother the same thing and he asked, "You mean one of the guys or that girl?" So funny. I meant I am putting a big "P" on my shirt and painting my eye black!!

Tomorrow night is grown-up Halloween party out with friends and Max will be with the Grandparents at their Halloween party overnight. Woo hoo! Sleeping in for me Sunday morning. Can't wait. (oh, and take two on the hair color is going down tomorrow. this time, people WILL notice!!)

Happy Weekend everyone.

Tag, I'm it!!!

I've been tagged by Tenika (the meme goddess):

the Blog Archives and Hidden Meanings meme. The criteria:
Delve into your blog archive.
Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions. Ponder it for meaning, subtext or hidden agendas.
Tag five people to do the same.

Ok...so here's the line:

I always think it is easier to figure out with pictures!

Ain't that the truth! I always buy books with pictures especially cookbooks. I am a very visual person. That was fun!
I am tagging new blogger Kate (She will have to go to her most recent I suppose), Cari (who isn't going to see this one coming), Michelle Hill (funky fun girlie!), and Nancy (the lighthouse lassie).
Go to it girls!!

Musical Meme

Yay, a musical meme this week. (as posted by the fabu neeka on 2peas) I love to read all the other lists and see all the kooky nuances of my fellow bloggers. This week, thinking about all these groups has me humming songs that were long forgotten. Good stuff!

Embarassingly guilty pleasures in Music

1. Barry Manilow. This one always gets attention and usually not in a good way, but I just love him. I even spent my 30th birthday at a Manilow concert! (but I wouldn't refer to myself as a fanilow)
2. Michael Jackson. Never say that in a crowd. But I do love MJ music.
3. Neil Diamond. This one is not that embarassing. I have found that most people actually love him, who wouldn't.
4. Marilyn Manson
5. Josh Groban. Funny that he is right below Marilyn Manson.
6. J. Geils Band.
7. Cyndi Lauper
8. Styx. Love to belt out Lady!
9. Broadway Show tunes.
10. Culture Club. Unfortunately, Max has taken a liking to them as well and doesn't hesitate to belt out "I'll tumble for ya" anywhere which makes his dad cringe.

Love this challenge. Reminds me that I have a container of tapes that need to make their way to the trash because they don't play anymore, but I hate to get rid of memorabilia of my life. I know that some of those on my list have tapes in this collection, so I'll have to photograph before destroying the evidence.

One down....

how many offspring could one mouse have??
Yes, I caught one of those wicked little furry menaces and outside of being grossed out that it was inside this little kill box, I was happy to rid my abode of at least one of them. Also, I like to pretend that it was just this one lone mouse that decided to invade my space and now he is gone...LOL.
Uneventful weekend, which is always good. Watched Sahara on dvd with Max, it is hard to find movies that the little guy can watch and I want to. So we settle with what they have and Friday night, unfortunately, Sahara was it. Stupid stupid stupid. And as Max said, "Boring and confusing". And I got to stand outside in the cold and rain Saturday morning to watch soccer. Gotta love those mornings. Now, we only have one more game this Saturday for the playoffs to see if his team will make it to 3rd place. They need to if they want to get trophies, which is still huge for kids this age.
Plus, we spent a little time running around getting pieces for the Halloween costume. I had succesfully talked him into being Pedro Sanchez from Napoleon Dynamite and thought that was great, but he overheard some kids talking about being Napoleon and that killed it. My son loves to be original and I love that about him. So he likes to stand out and have something that no one will have. Plus, he wants to win the school costume contest for most original. (won last year) So, last week we racked our brains trying to think of something original and a sign of the times. Those are always crowd pleasers. We decided on Donald Trump. He loved it. Has been practicing his best Donald impression all weekend and we even found a wig. So, the Donald it is! And now it is the big secret because he doesn't want anyone stealing the idea and he wants it to be a big suprise. Halloween fun!
I did a little bit of digi scrap last night. I just had to do something scrapbook, it is killing me. My girlfriend, Carol, gave me some Foofala paper on Saturday and I can't even use it...wahhhhh! So, I settle for this. These are both made with free kits from Shabby Princess. The Halloween kit is new and so cool.
I saw that there was a meme challenge posted on 2peas a little while ago and I am totally going to get to that tomorrow. My boss will be gone for the rest of the week, so I should dhave plenty of free time, just the way I like it.

something furry this way runs

I saw one. Just one. One tiny little furry mouse. I opened the door to the basement, not even in the basement, and saw it scurry from a nice size crack in the wall to under the stairs that I had to decent in order to do the laundry. Now, if we weren't in dire need of socks so badly that would have ended the laundry for the night, but sending a kid to school sockless just isn't an option in these parts. So, what do I do? What any good mother would do....I scream for my son to come and protect me from a tiny little mouse. He, of course, thinks it is hysterical that I am freaking out and need him. Also, he is more interested of finding his new little friend and getting a good look at him as opposed to scaring him away. This upsets me more because of course as a logical woman, I am convinced that the mouse will actually attack me as best a mouse can. Possible run right past me. So, I ask my darling son, "Please Max, can you just make a lot of noise to scare the little mouse away so I can go do the whites?" He did. And he made 3 more trips down there with me to protect me while I switched loads. Finally at 9:20, which was past bedtime but allowed because of the necessity of the clothes....I told him, one last time then I won't do laundry again until I get some mouse poison. He didn't like the idea of Mickey meeting his maker, but he understands. Get rid of the mouse, or help mom with laundry all the time.
When Max was younger, we were living in this little tiny one door house and we had mice that would run in the walls and keep me up at night. Scared me to death. What if they came in my bed?? The landlord told me to put traps inside brown bags that way if I caught one I just throw away the bag. Well, I caught one and it was inside the bag but couldn't go within 5 feet of the thing. So, my little 4 year old says, "Mom, I'll throw it away" and procedes to go and grab it. I jump, "No!!!" I didn't want my little baby touching an icky little thing inside a bag. But it had to go. And I couldn't do it. So, I gave him the BBQ tongs and said, "Here use these." He looked at me like I was nuts, but he did. Grabbed that little bag with the tongs and saved me. We kept those tongs in the basement, just in case he needed those mouse grabbers again, carefully labeled.
I have gone and purchased the Instant Kill Mouse Poison that apparently works like a trap, the little creepy walks inside, dines and dies. There is a handy indicator that I can see from a good distance. Then my little angel can do the deed and rid our house of those pesky little vermin. It is good to have a man around the house.

Don't Worry the Hair is Fine.

So, I know I forgot to post about the big hairy ordeal of my super uber fun weekend and actually it was an oversight. The day was actually good, fun. It started like any other Saturday...Soccer. But after that, Max was gone and I was out for a day of beauty! I started with a mani-pedi at the Sea Salon. The place was dead, not a soul around. I hate when it is like that in there, I feel like I am in that episode of Seinfeld when Elaine is convinced that the ladies that do her nails are talking smack about her in Korean. All the fast talking and giggling....that can't be anything good. Then it was off to meet Master Brett the Colorist. I had faith in Brett, he had gained my confidence when I went in for my consultation. I just reminded him I wanted Different, Black, Dark and Very Noticeable. I wanted to look like a completely different person when I walked out that door. He assured me I would and the slathering of goop began. I don't mind all the time that kinda stuff takes, I enjoy the lack of child and chit chat.
About an hour later....Black hair, or at least darker. I was scared to look at first especially while it was wet and not cut yet, was afraid I wouldn't get the full affect. But I had to peek and I thought....it is darker, but I don't think dark enough. Theresa called me crazy and said that it was darker than hers and at least a 3.
Now for all those who don't speak salon, which I do not, apparently there are different degrees of black, 5 being the darkest. I think. And by making me a 3, they thought that was Xtreme. (love that word when it starts with the X) Well it was not Xtreme enough.
I held my tongue and Theresa worked her magic, making me curly instead of frizzy wavy or straight. Great layers and after all the diffusing and the gianto curling iron...the hair style rocked! I am by no means saying that I rock, just the hair. A great haircut speaks for itself. The style was still long (winter is coming) but totally curly. Loved it!
But as I was finishing up, I just had to say again......not dark enough. So, we talked to Master Brett and he said, "Next time darker".
Well, went out that night and people definitely noticed that I had gotten a haircut but completely missed the color. Then my mom comes over the next day and says nothing. And Monday morning.....no one noticed!!
That was the last straw. Called the salon and requested another appointment, explained the unnoticed color and Voila!.....I am getting it colored again. Now, I have to wait a week and my schedule is tight so it has to wait until the 29th, right in time for Halloween, but I am glad he is doing it for free. And I think now I have two new fears: #1 that Master Brett for fear that it will not be dark enough will make my hair so dark that in the dead of night it is invisible and #2 that all this coloring will make me lose all my hair.
Oh the price of beauty.
Need a before and after photo to give a good example....I'll have Max take one tomorrow and we will all be the judge!

Scrapbook Horoscopes

I'm still in a rut with my life, no house, living in boxes....all the same 'ol crap. I am so desperate to find something good to focus on that I actually turned to the horoscopes today. Now granted, I am the girl that totally buys all the superstition mumbo jumbo, but horoscopes and fortune tellers just aren't my thing. I'm not buying it. But as a last resort and in hopes that I would read, "you will win 10 million dollars tomorrow", I had to check it out. This is what I read:

October 18, 2005
A phone call could come from a friend that brings great news your way today, spazzgirl. This could involve the success of a project of some kind that you've both been involved with. The news should definitely be significant enough to merit a celebration of some sort. You and your friend could ring up some others and go out on the town. Have a little fun! Tomorrow you can get started on the next project!

So this is what I'm hearing because I may not believe in the validity of horoscopes but I am also the girl that will read into anything and twist it into something I want to hear. I am hearing the stupid dude with the house is going to call me and offer me the house afterall, finally returning my zillion calls from last week. I am hearing that I will call up my pals and go out for a night on the town in celebration, possibly this weekend. Why not? And tomorrow I will actually really get a handle on this packing and pack like the wind.
Now again, I am not one to believe all the mumbo jumbo, but come on. You read that the stars have it in line that good news is coming your way....you get a little hopeful. You see out on the town and you start to imagine a night out with the girls filled with uber fun.
It got me thinking about how this little blib which is most likely rotated between the signs throughout the month, is kinda thought provoking. Kinda inspiring given the right verbage. It got me wondering what a Scrapbook Horoscope could do to trigger some creative madness. Just imagine:

October 18, 2005
Something makes you think today on a level that you haven't in a while. You appreciate the little things and want to share it with someone close to you that you haven't spoken to in a while. Share your discovery and tell that person how they have been missed today.

This could be a whole layout about someone you appreciate and haven't told. Or someone close to you and why they are. Or maybe you celebrate all the little everyday things and make a whole layout about that and then actually call someone close to you and share. Or post online and share. The possibilities are endless. Horoscopic Scrapbooking Inspirations.
As you can see the lack of Scrapbooking gives me plenty of time to think too much. Funny how I am so motivated now and have so many ideas, why couldn't I have been packed up during my scrappers block?

TGIF

Well, it's Friday and I couldn't be happier unless I had Monday off again. *cough cough*
I made this sweet layout about my little sis. I saw this picture I took to accentuate her petiteness (4'7") and wanted to do something special for her. I am starting to catch on to this whole digi thing, my skills are getting better but could be better still.

Saw THIS Tshirt in the back of the Rolling Stones and laughed my sweet ass off. My sister is going to die when she sees this one. My nephew is obscessed with smartass tshirts, so she sees them all.
Still freaking out about the whole hair ordeal, less than 24 hours to go!
Loving the song Juice Box by The Strokes, very catchy.
Ate about 40,000 calories this week, mostly chocolate, and lost weight. Want to know how I did it, so I can repeat every week!

This weekend, I vow to have fun, have more fun.....and maybe have some fun. Not think about all the muckity muck that is swirling right now and sleep a little. Max will be with his dad, so all this is possible, just gotta set my mind to it!

Better Late than Never

This was the meme challenge this week, Create a Collage from the Collage maker: I think that one of the best things about these challenges is not only the perfection of the time wasting that I participate in, but also all the really cool and inspiring women that I "meet" because of them. They have great blogs and I love the new found friends.

Hair Drama

I am one of those girls that goes months, even a year once, without getting a haircut. For a long time, I blamed it on the fact that I couldn't find a stylist I liked, but the truth of the matter is...I am scared to get my haircut. I know that it is only hair. I know it will grow out. And sometimes, I know it looks "fine". But most times, it is not what I envisioned. I generally keep to about the same style, but every once in a while, I change it up....add bangs, add layers, even it out, or even, chop it all off. Which is where the anxiety sets in. I have this vision in my head of how it will look when it is cut, how I will look. Granted, I don't expect a POOF then I look like Jennifer Anniston, but I do expect it to look remotely like the pictures I provide. (yes, I'm one of those)
This trip to see my buddy Theresa is even more nerve-racking than usual. About a year ago, I began to see them. Those little white bitches popping up right on the top of my head, or right in the front where everyone could see. My mother had always told me not to pull them, "Ten will grow back in their place." But after a while I just couldn't leave it, I had to pull them. There were too many. I'm too young. So, I have decided to take the plunge....coloring. Yikes! I figured with all this "change" happening all around me and the ex taking pity on my pathetic soul(I must look bad) and passing a little money my way.....I'm gonna do it. I need something to feel good about. Something new, positive. Something.
So, I went in to get a consultation from Brett, the color stylist and I looked him in the eye and said, "I woke up one morning, looked in the mirror and saw this suburban mom....That's not me, I want me back. Something drastic, something funky, something totally different." Well, his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. He was so excited to get his hands on my "virgin hair" that he was talking a mile a minute.
So as of 2p Saturday, I am kissing my dull boring hair adios! We have decided to go dark, real dark. (my hair is dark to begin with) But we are going black, dark black but not Ashlee Simpson black. And Theresa is gonna give it a little cut and voila....new me! It is going to be a cross between Dita Von Teese and Jennifer Love Hewitt. I know strange combo, burlesque star and sweetheart. And I don't even like them, just the hair...the color of Dita, the style of Jen.
I am VERY excited, but way more scared. I haven't colored my hair since 1991. When I was in high school, I went through every shade of red that they made, I was fearless then and I wanted to be different and shocking. I just need to get a little of that back. I little bit of my uniqueness, fearlessness.
Plus, I completely forgot all about that Hallmark holiday, Sweetest Day. It is Saturday. Ugh!! So hopefully this little treat to me will keep my mind off all that crap or lack of crap. And there were no places in the paper for me today, so I am in need of something good, real good. I may need a couple cocktails before I take the big plunge, but I'm doin' it. Gonna wash that funk right out of my hair.

What's New With You?

This is what is swirlin' in the noggin this week, so far:

1. I could win a scrapbook store, apparently. Saw this on 2peas and has my mind in a tizzy! It could happen to you
2. New KI Memories released at Memory Trends.
3. The fact that I am not at Memory Trends and it is in Vegas, baby. Damn, I should be in Vegas!
4. Thinking about Vegas past, planning Vegas future in January for my birthday trip which just happens to be around the same time as CHA. Convenient.
5. ALL NEW STUFF at Memory Trends. It is not helping my lack of supply availability. Here and Here.
6. The new Sufjan Stevens CD, Illinois. I love that song Chicago, it is uber cool.
7. The new Heidi Swapp stuff released at Memory Trend.
8. Loving The Office. Best show on Tv right now.
9. Miss having someone to share the news with....missing my baby bro.
10. Cutting LOST out of my viewing schedule. Too frustrating to watch. My brother told me the trick to watching that show is only watch every other episode because they always backtrack.
11. Thinking about a Halloween costume and planning out little Max's.
12. Spending the next 3 days freaking out about having my hair done on Saturday. The salon....very scary to me, I know it's only hair, it will grow back.
13. Praying and praying that I find a place this week.
14. Revising my list of man requirements. Currently there are 32 items, but I need to reword a couple and add 4 more to that list, bringing the total up to 36. This should guarantee my spinster nightmare.
15. Working way TOO much!

That's about it, same old stuff, different day.

What are you gonna do today Simone?

Whatever I want, Gosh!
Max has changed his mind, thank god, and now wants to be Pedro Sanchez for Halloween. Looking forward to seeing him with that little mustache and wig. He gets such a big kick out of making people laugh, so this is right up his alley. He also asked if I would dress as Deb, which makes my little questionaire so funny. I do look good in a side ponytail...

You are Deb and you could drink whole milk if you
wanted.


Which Napoleon Dynamite character are you?
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For My Sister

A little something special for my favorite sister, can't wait to see you!!Made this while I was on the phone with you!! I always have to be doing two things at once, you know me!

Is it Friday Yet?

Nope! Damn.
I am totally weirded out by the latest news about TomKat! (but I think alot of America is right now) Can I just say, "Ewwwwww!! Yucky gross!" Those two freaks give me the willies and now they are procreating?!?! Just look at them.
I am all for new life, cute babies and all, but this is ridiculous. She must have lost her mind. This completely reminds me of another movie star who threw away his whole career by getting involved with a lunatic. I don't want to mention names, but his initials are Ben Affleck!
Run Katie Run!! Now I definitely need to order my Tshirt.

Digi Do Something???

Had to do something crafty and I made a promise to myself that I would not open one single packed box no matter how much they cried, so I dove into the digital world with both feet. Now, I was skeptical, real skeptical. Wasn't sure if I could really figure it out at all. (it took me long enough to figure out how to turn a picture black and white!) Also, wasn't sure I would enjoy it at all because I just LOVE paper. Love to hold it, feel it, move it around my table and then cut. Ahh...the joys of paper. But it was good. Different good, but definitely good.
With real supplies, this LO would not really thrill me, but that I learned how to do it, it didn't cost me one cent and that I got it done in 40 minutes (even with the downloads) is completely thrilling!! Yippeeeeee! I took a look at The Shabby Princess and got the free download and Voila!
Again...not the best, but a first. One small step for most, one giant leap for me. I also checked out Jen, the Digi Scrapper and she had a TON of info on her blog. If I actually read it, my LO may have been better. Looks like this will be my scrappin' til I free my little friends from the boxes.
If anyone else has been crafty lately...SHARE!! I wanna see.
I also sketched 6 LOs on a piece of paper while Max was using my colored pencils for his homework, just had to get those ideas down on paper before they are gone.

"I've lost my mojo"

So between the lack of housing, Max's funk, and the current overall state of my life....I have officially lost it. I think all the stress and muckity muck has sucked all the me out of me. I completely understand this funk that Max is in because I am in a funk of my own. The funk is stinkin' up the joint!
Called the dude about the house that would have been perfect for Max and I ($200 less than the current rent I am paying instantly makes it perfect). The conversation went something like this:

Dude: I'm calling you back about the house.
Me: Is it still available?
Dude: Yes, do you have any pets?
Me: No.
Dude: I don't understand why you need a house if you live in one now.
Me: I had a roomate and now I don't, so I need a smaller place.
Dude: Have you seen the house?
Me: You never gave me an address. (duh!)
Dude: Right. There wasn't an address listed?
Me: No.
Dude: How many people would there be?
Me: Just me and I have a son that is almost 10.
Dude: Well, I showed it to these people twice already, you should have came on Saturday.
Me: You never gave me the address or called.
Dude: Right. Well, lemme think about it and if I don't call you back, I gave it someone else.

What does that say to me? Number one, this guy is an idiot. Number two, he changed his tone after I said kid, so that was the deal breaker. (again.) And Number three, this guys is an $#%!!
Everything happens for a reason, I believe that, but at this rate...4 months!!! My faith is swaying.
Also, apparently, the source of Max's funk is not only the lack of future housing but also that this week's art project has to do with drawing your house. Perfect timing! Max refused to bring in a picture of his house because it is not OUR house, we just rent and "we're moving anyways." Also, he apparently told his teachers that he is the only kid in class that doesn't own a class. Very possible, I suppose in this affluent suburb we live in.
Crikey!
I swear I heard my supplies calling me last night from the boxes...."Simone, just take out a couple stamps, what could it hurt? You know you want to. Come on.." I feel like an addict! I have read the new MM and CK cover to cover, even all the fine print, five times trying to curb this craving...No avail. I think I may have to convince my buddy Carol to let me scrap some of her stuff!! *hint hint*
Sending all my scrappy vibes over the internet to all my scrappy buddies....take all this pent up creativity and scrap for me girls!

Meme Movie Challenge

The meme challenge as posted on 2peas:
This week [Oct 3rd] we are going to the movies. Think back to your favorite flicks when on your list you have your 10 "Favorite Lines from Movies"

10 of My (many) Favorite Lines from Movies

Napoleon Dynamite
Napoleon Dynamite: I spent like three hours doing shading the upper lip. It's probably the best drawing I've ever done.
Trisha: Yeah... it's really... neat.

What's Up Tiger Lily
Woody Allen: They wanted in Hollywood to make the definitive spy picture. And they came to me to supervise the project, you know, because I think that, if you know me at all, you know that death is my bread and danger my butter - oh, no, danger's my bread, and death is my butter. No, no, wait. Danger's my bread, death - no, death is - no, I'm sorry. Death is my - death and danger are my various breads and various butters.

This is Spinal Tap
Nigel Tufnel: It's like how much more black can it be? And the answer is none. None more black.

Rushmore
Max Fischer: I like your nurse's uniform, guy.
Dr. Peter Flynn: These are O.R. scrubs.
Max Fischer: Oh, are they?

Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle
Kumar: I forgot my cell phone.
Harold: You wanna run back and get it?
[both turn and look at their front door 20 feet from them]
Kumar: No, we've gone too far.

Fight Club
Tyler Durden: [pointing at an emergency instruction manual on a plane] You know why they put oxygen masks on planes?
Narrator: So you can breath.
Tyler Durden: Oxygen gets you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant panicked breaths. Suddenly you become euphoric, docile. You accept your fate. It's all right here. Emergency water landing - 600 miles an hour. Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows.

Office Space
Samir: No one in this country can ever pronounce my name right. It's not that hard: Samir Na-gheen-an-a-jar. Nagheenanajar.
Michael Bolton: Yeah, well at least your name isn't Michael Bolton.
Samir: You know there's nothing wrong with that name.
Michael Bolton: There was nothing wrong with it... until I was about 12 years old and that no-talent ass clown became famous and started winning Grammys.
Samir: Hmm... well why don't you just go by Mike instead of Michael?
Michael Bolton: No way. Why should I change? He's the one who sucks.

Say Anything
Lloyd Dobbler: I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don't want to do that.

Garden State
Andrew Largeman: You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? All of the sudden even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of home is gone.
Sam: I still feel at home in my house.
Andrew Largeman: You'll see when you move out it just sort of happens one day one day and it's just gone. And you can never get it back. It's like you get homesick for a place that doesn't exist. I mean it's like this rite of passage, you know. You won't have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for you kids, for the family you start, it's like a cycle or something. I miss the idea of it. Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place.

The Wizard of Oz
Dorothy Gale: Well, I - I think that it - it wasn't enough to just want to see Uncle Henry and Auntie Em - and it's that - if I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with! Is that right?

LOVED this challenge and could have easily made a much longer list!! Which would have included movies like Sixteen Candles, Time Bandits, Goonies, Pretty in Pink, Labrinth.... and 30 other 80s movies that I watched way too much as a teen and still quote them all the time.

Making me UN-happy Right Now

1. That the air conditioning went out at work about 2 weeks ago and no one ever had it fixed.
2. That it is 86 degrees today and thus 93 degrees in my office.
3. That Paris and Paris have broken up. (just kidding)
4. That I can't scrap this awesome idea I have floating in my head right now.
5. That this stupid jerk won't call me back about this rental.
6. That my girl Carol got to stay home today and I didn't. So jealous!
7. That I have so much packing still to do.
8. That the last thing I heard before lil Max got out of the car this morning was "We are the poorest people I know." Thanks kid. Well, at least I am tops at something!
9. That tomorrow and Wednesday and official Jewish holiday days, so my boss is insane today!
10. That everyone else's blogs seem to look better than mine and I just can't figure out the how-to.
11. That halloween is quickly approaching and the little guy still wants to be the grim reaper...blah!
12. That I want to enter the CK HOF this year but lack the courage. (or time)
13. That I haven't seen my sis and just hung out in sooooo long....miss that girlie!
    
14. That creepy guy who was staring at me out his car window this morning continues to creep me out 4 hours later. Ewwww....
15. It's Monday!
16. Did I mention it is like 100 degrees in here....UGH!

ch...ch...ch...ch....Changes.....

Hate 'em!
I am still packing today and I had a lightbulb moment. All these yearsI have been trying to figure out where my little Max got this inability to "transition well" or as we non-educational specialist would say, handle change. As I look around my house at all the boxes and disarray that is going on with this move, I am the one freaking out. I am the one throwing a temper tantrum, I am the one pouting and complaining about the Change! He got it from me!!
Like Max, I moved around many times as a child because I was raised by a single mom who only had enough income to support her two children and not too much more. So we lived in many apartments and houses always moving and renting along the way, until my mom married and then we had a house. So, I remember all the packing. All the new places. How exciting I thought it was as a child at first and then realizing all the work it entailed and sometimes it meant new schools and new friends. It sucked. It sucked bad.
I think that has given ME the inability to "transition well". I am packing and all the time whining about it, or worse yet not packing, just putting it off. I look at all the boxes and it is sooooo depressing to me, sad truly sad. I see all my scrap stuff half in boxes, half in a huge mess (look at that MESS!!) and it is sad knowing that I will probably move to a place where I won't have my own Scrap room. Or even sadder....how long will it be til I can scrap again and free my supplies from the nasty boxes?

There should be a certain amount of excitement when you get to move to a new place, but for me, I just don't get that. All I see is work and cleaning. Plus, the hunt for a place is growing more and more disappointing. I cannot believe how hard it is to find a place in this town!! It has something to do with the kid, that I know but come on, he's nine years old!! I had hoped that the house I saw on Craiglist would have been our answer but unfortunately, the person I contacted has not even given me the address. Stupid *@%&!

So for now I live with the boxes, unhappy, not scrapping and uncertain where the heck these damn boxes are going! Crap!! If I just won the lottery....