I know I said I'm not in the mood to write today. I guess I was partly wrong. Partly because I'm not really in the mood as in I'm not bursting with ideas, but I am in the mood as in I have stuff to blurt.
I went back and read my old blog today. It was interesting. It reminded me why I write. It was like reading something about someone else's life. It was all from the last half of my second year in 24/7 up until July of this past year. So weird. It covered my struggles from that half a year, the realization that I was in love with Trey, my time in Utah and my transition into marriage. I couldn't believe it had hardly been that long since I'd written on that blog and yet...I barely knew that old self.
And I remembered why I created this new blog. Because that stuff has become stuff for me. So I deleted the old one. Of course, I'm responsible, so I saved a copy and moved it onto this profile. I made it private though. I figured I can republish some of the stuff when I'm having difficulity coming up with anything new;)
It was weird...after reading so many other blogs and different styles, it was weird reading my own writting. It had been long enough that I didn't really remember posting some of the things. It was like reading it for the first time, while vaguely remembering those thoughts, those feelings. I guess it was kind of like reading what someone else writing about my life. If they could read my mind. I usually don't like to read my own writing. It's kind of like looking at my own face: too familiar and too easy to pick out flaws that other people don't necessarily see. But it was different today.
I feel kind of like I've come full circle now. After all the writing styles in all the blogs I've been reading, to come back to my own writing kind of brought things home for me.
I'm so glad I blog. I'm not sure I would remember my life if I didn't write about it.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Theif
I have to admit...I'm not really in the writing mood today. I'm more in the "thinking about writing mood." I've been super pensive today and yesterday. Just mulling around a bunch of stuff in my head. Stuff like the future and money and my book that I have yet to even have started. And babies of course, always babies. BUT, I wanted to share this because it was one of the few things that got me fired up enough to break out of my reverie for a few minutes.
Yesterday morning I worked in the cafe at our church. I really enjoy it because it gives me a break from the job I don't really love and, well, its fun. So yesterday as I'm ringing people up at the cash register this kid STEALS MONEY FROM OUR TIP JAR! What?! I wasn't so much mad that he stole the money (hey if he needs it that bad...) I was mostly mad that he did it right in front of my face while he was looking me in the eye. Like, apparently he thought I was so stupid that I wouldn't notice. It was like a "whacha gonna do?" kind of thing. And it ticked me off. I saw the girl he was with (sister?) look at him when he did it like she couldn't believe it. I thought maybe she would say something but she didn't. He paid me with a credit card ($1 for a drink, Hello we didn't break ya kid) and then looked me in the eye as he stuck his hand in the jar and took money out.
Now let me explain why I didn't say anything: our tip jar was in front of the computer that I was on so I didn't actually see him stick his hand in the jar but I saw him jerk towards the jar so I was pretty convinced he did it and I saw the look. I just didn't want to call him out in case I had thought wrong for some reason. But when he walked away? I saw a money crunched up in his hands. Hello? If you had a dollar why didn't you pay for your drink with it? Theif.
SO this post is to say: theif-boy? If, on the off chance, you ever read this? Well, I know you did it. I saw you and I am not stupid and you were in CHURCH! That's not nice Mr. Theif. If you get your jollies stealing dollars from a cafe in a church then that's kinda sick. Get a life.
I hope your enjoyed your drink but I also (kind of) hope that you tasted the bitter tast of remorse with it as well.
Or that you put it in the offering.
Yesterday morning I worked in the cafe at our church. I really enjoy it because it gives me a break from the job I don't really love and, well, its fun. So yesterday as I'm ringing people up at the cash register this kid STEALS MONEY FROM OUR TIP JAR! What?! I wasn't so much mad that he stole the money (hey if he needs it that bad...) I was mostly mad that he did it right in front of my face while he was looking me in the eye. Like, apparently he thought I was so stupid that I wouldn't notice. It was like a "whacha gonna do?" kind of thing. And it ticked me off. I saw the girl he was with (sister?) look at him when he did it like she couldn't believe it. I thought maybe she would say something but she didn't. He paid me with a credit card ($1 for a drink, Hello we didn't break ya kid) and then looked me in the eye as he stuck his hand in the jar and took money out.
Now let me explain why I didn't say anything: our tip jar was in front of the computer that I was on so I didn't actually see him stick his hand in the jar but I saw him jerk towards the jar so I was pretty convinced he did it and I saw the look. I just didn't want to call him out in case I had thought wrong for some reason. But when he walked away? I saw a money crunched up in his hands. Hello? If you had a dollar why didn't you pay for your drink with it? Theif.
SO this post is to say: theif-boy? If, on the off chance, you ever read this? Well, I know you did it. I saw you and I am not stupid and you were in CHURCH! That's not nice Mr. Theif. If you get your jollies stealing dollars from a cafe in a church then that's kinda sick. Get a life.
I hope your enjoyed your drink but I also (kind of) hope that you tasted the bitter tast of remorse with it as well.
Or that you put it in the offering.
Friday, August 28, 2009
My life right now
So this is actually going to be a post about important things but first I have to get some meaningless stuff off my chest.
First, I went to have my yearly lady checkup today and the dr I went to was super great. Unfortunately I was also dressed like a nurse (wearing scrubs, not dressed like a naughty nurse or something)(I am not a nurse), but my hair was all messy and my scrubs are huge on me (they are extra small but I think that may just be to make people who actually need a bigger size feel smaller). I don't know why but I look like a frumpy hobbit when I wear them. Anyway...I kept feeling like people thought I knew what was going on when I actually had no idea. Then, they went to prick my finger and I had to sit in this scary "blood drawing chair" and I was convinced that they had tricked me, telling me they were just going to prick me and that they were actually going to draw my blood so I was all freaked out. And I was all "I know I look like I'm a nurse but I'm not and I'm freaked out by this." And she was all "It's ok." And now I wonder if I didn't even have to tell them I wasn't a nurse because it was probably pretty obvious due to the fact that I LOOKED LIKE AN IDIOT.
Ok moving on. I got a free rotisserie (sp) chicken at whole foods today and I love they way whole foods smells. Yum.
I thought I was going to post some other stuff but now I can't remember. This is why I should write things down. Short term memory thing again.
Also, I am currently enjoying the word "also." Guess you'll just have to put up with it till my writing style changes again.
Also, my writing style will probably change a lot throughout this blog due to what I'm reading, how I'm feeling and possibly what I ate for breakfast. It is always still me. Unless it isn't. And then I'll let you know. You have been duely warned. I am also really bad at spelling so if I'm at work and not on firefox and don't have spell check... you might have to do some deciphering. See? I think that might be spelled wrong too...
Ok on to business:
I have an ANNOUNCEMENT: Trey is going to be in 20/20 this year.
You may or may not know what this means so I will explain. Trey and I met in an internship at our church called 24/7. 24/7 is a three leadership academy for students 18-25 who are interested in going into ministry. You can do one, two or three years. I did two, Trey did one. Then we got married so we could no longer be in the program since you can't be married. However, Trey and I have been talking about our futures and have decided that we are still interested in, at least someday, going into ministry. Enter 20/20. 20/20 is a new program introduced last year that is a part time ministry training school for adults. It teaches a lot of the same things as 24/7 but it is not as involved and people who are married or over 25 can be in it.
This may not sound like a big deal depending on what you know of us. Or it may sound like a bigger deal than it really is. I don't know. I just wanted to let everyone know what was going on with us.
Trey is looking at a possible career change in his near future so this is one of the steps we are taking to find that path for him. We don't know where it will take us although we are doing it for a specific reason and we have a specific end result in mind. Well see. SOOOO...please keep us in mind and pray for us if you think about it that our steps will be guided and we'll make good decisions.
Thanks.
First, I went to have my yearly lady checkup today and the dr I went to was super great. Unfortunately I was also dressed like a nurse (wearing scrubs, not dressed like a naughty nurse or something)(I am not a nurse), but my hair was all messy and my scrubs are huge on me (they are extra small but I think that may just be to make people who actually need a bigger size feel smaller). I don't know why but I look like a frumpy hobbit when I wear them. Anyway...I kept feeling like people thought I knew what was going on when I actually had no idea. Then, they went to prick my finger and I had to sit in this scary "blood drawing chair" and I was convinced that they had tricked me, telling me they were just going to prick me and that they were actually going to draw my blood so I was all freaked out. And I was all "I know I look like I'm a nurse but I'm not and I'm freaked out by this." And she was all "It's ok." And now I wonder if I didn't even have to tell them I wasn't a nurse because it was probably pretty obvious due to the fact that I LOOKED LIKE AN IDIOT.
Ok moving on. I got a free rotisserie (sp) chicken at whole foods today and I love they way whole foods smells. Yum.
I thought I was going to post some other stuff but now I can't remember. This is why I should write things down. Short term memory thing again.
Also, I am currently enjoying the word "also." Guess you'll just have to put up with it till my writing style changes again.
Also, my writing style will probably change a lot throughout this blog due to what I'm reading, how I'm feeling and possibly what I ate for breakfast. It is always still me. Unless it isn't. And then I'll let you know. You have been duely warned. I am also really bad at spelling so if I'm at work and not on firefox and don't have spell check... you might have to do some deciphering. See? I think that might be spelled wrong too...
Ok on to business:
I have an ANNOUNCEMENT: Trey is going to be in 20/20 this year.
You may or may not know what this means so I will explain. Trey and I met in an internship at our church called 24/7. 24/7 is a three leadership academy for students 18-25 who are interested in going into ministry. You can do one, two or three years. I did two, Trey did one. Then we got married so we could no longer be in the program since you can't be married. However, Trey and I have been talking about our futures and have decided that we are still interested in, at least someday, going into ministry. Enter 20/20. 20/20 is a new program introduced last year that is a part time ministry training school for adults. It teaches a lot of the same things as 24/7 but it is not as involved and people who are married or over 25 can be in it.
This may not sound like a big deal depending on what you know of us. Or it may sound like a bigger deal than it really is. I don't know. I just wanted to let everyone know what was going on with us.
Trey is looking at a possible career change in his near future so this is one of the steps we are taking to find that path for him. We don't know where it will take us although we are doing it for a specific reason and we have a specific end result in mind. Well see. SOOOO...please keep us in mind and pray for us if you think about it that our steps will be guided and we'll make good decisions.
Thanks.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Thanks for sharing your crazy
This might be the funniest thing I have seen in my life. Or possibly just today. When I got to the part about Johnny Depp I was silent laughing so hard at my desk that I thought my eyes might pop out. Then I looked at it again and tricked my brain into seeing the picture the way she saw it and it started all over. I wish that I could carry The Bloggess around in my pocket all day and she could wisper funny things in my ear that only I could hear. Or she could give me funny ideas and I could write them and I would get all the credit for her awesomeness. That would be good too. At least she has a funny twitter. Which is almost the same thing because I have Twitter on my phone and I put my phone in my pocket sometimes. But not the same thing because I don't steal her ideas.
Also, since I started reading The Bloggess I have felt my mind going back to the place it used to always be. Did that make sense? I'm thinking no. I'll explain: I used to actaully have an imagination and I also used to be slightly crazy. Then I went through SERIES OF EVENTS and got super concerned with being normal and caring what people thought of me. I actually think it may have become kind of crippling. (When I typed SERIES OF EVENTS, I kind of meant it to be like a censor. Like when they cut parts out of movies or TV shows but instead of being smooth it's just a black screen for a second and then the movie/show starts again and it's really awkward and you wonder what you missed? Ya read it like that.)(And when I typed censor I accidently typed "sensor." I just went back and changed it. I also have crippling spelling problems.)
In no way am I even close to as crazy as the Bloggess. (I have to admit I suspect she may exaggerate her crazy little. Or I could be totally wrong on that one.) Still, she has made me laugh more than I've laughed in a long time and I feel a little like my old self again. So this post is a "Thanks Bloggess. You rock."
On another note...Trey rented Sunshine Cleaning for me yesterday. I had wanted to see it forever because I love Amy Adams. So I finally saw it and it was nothing like I thought. I liked it but I kinda went into it thinking it was gonna be funny and it was actually kind of depressing...So yesterday was a weird day with reading-the-Bloggess-funnyness and then depressing-I-thought-this-was-comedy-but-it's-actually-kind-of-sad-and-really-quiet-movie-watching. (Can I just mention that it is kind of hard to dash things like that? I automatically hit space after I write a word. I didn't realize this was an addiction until I had to backup and insert a dash EVERY SINGLE TIME.) This has been happening to me a lot lately. Apparently I have lost the ability to judge the vibe of a movie through its preview. I blame this on the fact that I think I need glasses. Which could be wrong but I do get a lot of headaches. This could also be due to the fact that I spend my entire workweek in front of a computer. But I doubt it.
Is "workweek" one word?
Also, since I started reading The Bloggess I have felt my mind going back to the place it used to always be. Did that make sense? I'm thinking no. I'll explain: I used to actaully have an imagination and I also used to be slightly crazy. Then I went through SERIES OF EVENTS and got super concerned with being normal and caring what people thought of me. I actually think it may have become kind of crippling. (When I typed SERIES OF EVENTS, I kind of meant it to be like a censor. Like when they cut parts out of movies or TV shows but instead of being smooth it's just a black screen for a second and then the movie/show starts again and it's really awkward and you wonder what you missed? Ya read it like that.)(And when I typed censor I accidently typed "sensor." I just went back and changed it. I also have crippling spelling problems.)
In no way am I even close to as crazy as the Bloggess. (I have to admit I suspect she may exaggerate her crazy little. Or I could be totally wrong on that one.) Still, she has made me laugh more than I've laughed in a long time and I feel a little like my old self again. So this post is a "Thanks Bloggess. You rock."
On another note...Trey rented Sunshine Cleaning for me yesterday. I had wanted to see it forever because I love Amy Adams. So I finally saw it and it was nothing like I thought. I liked it but I kinda went into it thinking it was gonna be funny and it was actually kind of depressing...So yesterday was a weird day with reading-the-Bloggess-funnyness and then depressing-I-thought-this-was-comedy-but-it's-actually-kind-of-sad-and-really-quiet-movie-watching. (Can I just mention that it is kind of hard to dash things like that? I automatically hit space after I write a word. I didn't realize this was an addiction until I had to backup and insert a dash EVERY SINGLE TIME.) This has been happening to me a lot lately. Apparently I have lost the ability to judge the vibe of a movie through its preview. I blame this on the fact that I think I need glasses. Which could be wrong but I do get a lot of headaches. This could also be due to the fact that I spend my entire workweek in front of a computer. But I doubt it.
Is "workweek" one word?
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Creative outlet
Among other things I do while I am not working, I sometimes doodle. This is a cartoon I drew the other day at work. I just thought it would be helpful to show you how my vast creativity expresses itself while I am not here, writing wonderful, life-changing blogs.
"This is Mable. This is Arlene. They are best friends."
"Arlene likes cereal for breakfast."
"Mable likes big leaves."
"Mable and Arlene like to take walks."
"One day on their walk, Mable and Arlene met a zombie sitting by a dumpster."
"This is Mable. This is Arlene. They are best friends."
"Arlene likes cereal for breakfast."
"Mable likes big leaves."
"Mable and Arlene like to take walks."
"One day on their walk, Mable and Arlene met a zombie sitting by a dumpster."Now I would like to point out two things which, really, should be obvious: 1.) I did not finish the story and 2.) These look much better in person. Obviously.
I am willing to take suggestions on where to go from here since the last picture is where I seem to have gotten stuck. Right now the origionals live in the front pocket of my lunchbox and I am thinking of calling them "Sticky-note Cartoons," or something equally as ingenious and creative. I am also willing to sell the origional copies for, like, $1000 because I'm famous like that.* I will also probably publish this as a children's book so be looking for it at your local Barne's and Noble or whatever you have where you live.
*You can contact me for more informatio at laurenthomason3 [at] gmail [dot] com.
My first experience with the basement...
First of all I would like to post the disclaimer that I may or may not be qualified to write this since I 1.) Didn't actually attend the Basement since I was working in the cafe and 2.) Actually left early because I didn't feel good. So even though I might have gone during the time that the cafe was closed (during the actual service (is that what it is called at the Basement? A service?)), I didn't because I left due to my aching stomach (a note about this: got asked if I was pregnant. My response? "I wish!")
For those of you who don't know the Basement is a huge youth gathering that had previously met in another church every Tuesday night. It got so big (I'm talking thousands upon thousands) that for that reason and others, it was moved to Church of the Highlands and cut to once a month. Last night was the first night for "the Basement at Highlands." (Which btw: I kept seeing people twittering "the Basement at Highlands" and I got to thinking, what if Highlands DID have a basement? Like a real one? It would be, like, HUGE! And for some reason I thought that was hilarious and now I have no idea why. Ok back to real post...) The Basement is known for it's loud music and crazy on fire people. I've heard it compared to a Chirstian club. Again...I wouldn't know from experience because I haven't had one. Yet.
So here is what I got out of my first non experience:
I had expected there to be a big distinction between the "Highlands people" and the "Basement people." In my head I pictured the two groups eyeing each other warily, like two jungle cats circling. That did not happen. We are, as yet, civilized. And I am, as yet, apparently crazy.
Conversation overheard in the bathroom (paraphrased due to short term memory issues):
Girl 1: This place is nice!
Girl 2: I know! Have you ever been here before?
Girl 1: No but it's nice.
Girl 2: Starbucks and stuff!
Girl 1: Ya, this place cost like billions!
Haha, uh...not exactly. I thought about pointing out that our government barely has billions but decided that an unfamiliar disembodied voice coming from another stall would be creepy. Also that butting into other peoples' conversations is rude.
Another thing that went not-as-planned, I was expecting a huge rush in the cafe (as was everyone else in the cafe). Wrong. Hardly anyone came before service and I heard it was the same after. Maybe people at the basement don't like coffee? Or they just like different forms of caffine such as energy drinks? Or maybe they didn't know we were having a cafe and they didn't bring money but it will be super busy next time? I don't know.
As people were flooding in and music was pumping and lights were flashing I realized that I don't like crowds or loud noises. I think that may have been different in the past? I'm not sure due to my short term memory loss, but I think that particular trait may have changed with the onset of my personality disorder. Or maybe it was inhanced due to my state of sickness. Anyway crowds + loud music= stress for Lauren. Actually those things = stress for Lauren on their own so you can see how it could be multiplied.
So then I left. As I was trying to get out of the parking lot I was met by a row of cones blocking the exit. Ok, no biggie. I turn around to take the other exit. Also blocked. That's right people: I WAS TRAPPED AT THE BASEMENT! (Does that sound like part of a horror film? Because it wasn't scary in real life since I am a capable and rational adult.) The funniest part? I had parked over in the staff parking (hey I work at the cafe, OK?!) and after I escaped (Squeezed between a cone and the curb because I didn't feel like getting out to move cones) I found that the staff parking was the only part that was blocked in. So only the staff was trapped. Haha.
Then I saw this:
For those of you who don't know the Basement is a huge youth gathering that had previously met in another church every Tuesday night. It got so big (I'm talking thousands upon thousands) that for that reason and others, it was moved to Church of the Highlands and cut to once a month. Last night was the first night for "the Basement at Highlands." (Which btw: I kept seeing people twittering "the Basement at Highlands" and I got to thinking, what if Highlands DID have a basement? Like a real one? It would be, like, HUGE! And for some reason I thought that was hilarious and now I have no idea why. Ok back to real post...) The Basement is known for it's loud music and crazy on fire people. I've heard it compared to a Chirstian club. Again...I wouldn't know from experience because I haven't had one. Yet.
So here is what I got out of my first non experience:
I had expected there to be a big distinction between the "Highlands people" and the "Basement people." In my head I pictured the two groups eyeing each other warily, like two jungle cats circling. That did not happen. We are, as yet, civilized. And I am, as yet, apparently crazy.
Conversation overheard in the bathroom (paraphrased due to short term memory issues):
Girl 1: This place is nice!
Girl 2: I know! Have you ever been here before?
Girl 1: No but it's nice.
Girl 2: Starbucks and stuff!
Girl 1: Ya, this place cost like billions!
Haha, uh...not exactly. I thought about pointing out that our government barely has billions but decided that an unfamiliar disembodied voice coming from another stall would be creepy. Also that butting into other peoples' conversations is rude.
Another thing that went not-as-planned, I was expecting a huge rush in the cafe (as was everyone else in the cafe). Wrong. Hardly anyone came before service and I heard it was the same after. Maybe people at the basement don't like coffee? Or they just like different forms of caffine such as energy drinks? Or maybe they didn't know we were having a cafe and they didn't bring money but it will be super busy next time? I don't know.
As people were flooding in and music was pumping and lights were flashing I realized that I don't like crowds or loud noises. I think that may have been different in the past? I'm not sure due to my short term memory loss, but I think that particular trait may have changed with the onset of my personality disorder. Or maybe it was inhanced due to my state of sickness. Anyway crowds + loud music= stress for Lauren. Actually those things = stress for Lauren on their own so you can see how it could be multiplied.
So then I left. As I was trying to get out of the parking lot I was met by a row of cones blocking the exit. Ok, no biggie. I turn around to take the other exit. Also blocked. That's right people: I WAS TRAPPED AT THE BASEMENT! (Does that sound like part of a horror film? Because it wasn't scary in real life since I am a capable and rational adult.) The funniest part? I had parked over in the staff parking (hey I work at the cafe, OK?!) and after I escaped (Squeezed between a cone and the curb because I didn't feel like getting out to move cones) I found that the staff parking was the only part that was blocked in. So only the staff was trapped. Haha.
Then I saw this:
And that basically sums it up, ya'll.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Rut
I haven't felt like blogging lately. I'm not exactally sure why. I just have not had the "word" so I haven't written it.
I've been getting more good deals lately. I won't post them right now because, well, I don't feel like it. Maybe I'll post them later. It's my blog and I'll post what I want to. Lalalala.
Trey and I have been running this week and it has been awesome. I see a big improvement in my motivation when I know it's not just going to be me. So that's pretty sweet. (said with Kip inflection. It is way more fun if you say "pretty sweet" like Kip. Just sayin')
Whats been on my mind all day is the changes that we are wanting to make in our lives. You may remember the post where I talked about my breakdown? Well that got me realizing that I was in a rut and the only way I was going to get out was if I got up and did something. Hence the running, hence...other things.
I'm not really ready to talk about what were considering right now. I've noticed a pattern of me saying that I am going to do something and then, for some reason (usually my laziness) that thing I'm going to do never happens and I feel like a liar. So no more of that. For example, I'm gonna say that Trey and I have started running but I'm not going to say we have committed to everyday or something like that. If it happens, it happens. If not, well, I'm out of shape but at least I'm not a liar.
So we're moving out of the rut. We are packing our things and saying goodbye to the old "Rut, Sweet Rut" and moving on. The steps we're taking are relatively small (for now) but if everything goes as planned they will lead to some pretty big changes.
In other not so evasive and slightly less exciting news: we've been looking for new furniture! We really need a love seat but we got sucked into looking at whole new living room sets and we got all excited and we dreamed...and then we decided that, for now, a love seat will probably be fine and maybe well get a TV. Well see. Love seat anyway.
We've also been spending some time in Atlanta visiting Trey's family. We are headed back that way tomorrow and I can't wait. It is a nice little vacation for us and we love seeing the fam. I feel so at home there.
So that's my little wrap up for ya. It has been a long and boring week (lots of internet surfing. You come to find that the internet is actually not all that fun. Sigh.) On to tomorrow!!
I've been getting more good deals lately. I won't post them right now because, well, I don't feel like it. Maybe I'll post them later. It's my blog and I'll post what I want to. Lalalala.
Trey and I have been running this week and it has been awesome. I see a big improvement in my motivation when I know it's not just going to be me. So that's pretty sweet. (said with Kip inflection. It is way more fun if you say "pretty sweet" like Kip. Just sayin')
Whats been on my mind all day is the changes that we are wanting to make in our lives. You may remember the post where I talked about my breakdown? Well that got me realizing that I was in a rut and the only way I was going to get out was if I got up and did something. Hence the running, hence...other things.
I'm not really ready to talk about what were considering right now. I've noticed a pattern of me saying that I am going to do something and then, for some reason (usually my laziness) that thing I'm going to do never happens and I feel like a liar. So no more of that. For example, I'm gonna say that Trey and I have started running but I'm not going to say we have committed to everyday or something like that. If it happens, it happens. If not, well, I'm out of shape but at least I'm not a liar.
So we're moving out of the rut. We are packing our things and saying goodbye to the old "Rut, Sweet Rut" and moving on. The steps we're taking are relatively small (for now) but if everything goes as planned they will lead to some pretty big changes.
In other not so evasive and slightly less exciting news: we've been looking for new furniture! We really need a love seat but we got sucked into looking at whole new living room sets and we got all excited and we dreamed...and then we decided that, for now, a love seat will probably be fine and maybe well get a TV. Well see. Love seat anyway.
We've also been spending some time in Atlanta visiting Trey's family. We are headed back that way tomorrow and I can't wait. It is a nice little vacation for us and we love seeing the fam. I feel so at home there.
So that's my little wrap up for ya. It has been a long and boring week (lots of internet surfing. You come to find that the internet is actually not all that fun. Sigh.) On to tomorrow!!
Monday, August 17, 2009
Run
Trey has decided that he will run with me. At first I didn't think it would make that much of a difference in my desire to roll my lazy self out of bed but I have been suprised so far how much it has helped!
I thought I would hate running with Trey because he is in so much better shape than me. I was also pretty sure I would end up looking like an idiot. While that may still be the case, I have found that I actually enjoy it. It really helps me to get going in the morning when I know I wont be alone. It helps to get out of bed when he isn't still sleeping in it. (NO FAIR.) So in the mornings I drag Trey outside. I bring the ipod to track out mileage and he brings the sexiness for me to run behind, pushing me faster.
You know what is not fair? How is it that I can have run, on and off, pretty well for the past year and he goes out for the first time and does better than me? How is it fair, in any version of reality, that a woman should live with a man who does not gain weight? How is it fair that I should kill myself working out and not lose a pound and my husband can lay on the couch, eat all day and weigh himself AT NIGHT and get off saying, "I lost a pound." WHAT?! AHHHH! So I'm sure he is going to progress much faster in this than I am but o well. I like the company.
Today was the second day in our little exercise routine. Much harder than yesterday for some reason even though we went the same distance, in less time. Maybe it was because we were going faster...? However so slightly...
Growing up in Colorado apparently gave me the false impression that Alabama was flat. I guess when I think about Colorado I think of mountains and mountains make me think "not flat." In that line of thinking I think my brain calculated Alabama=no mountains=flat. WRONG. Colorado is actually extremely flat and Alabama is, well, hilly. AND I NEVER TOOK INTO ACCOUNT ALL THE HILLS.
Our whole run is filled with hills but the worst is the very last leg. Our apartment complex is off a main road on the other side of this ridiculous hill. You know how when you're driving a hill can seem like nothing but if you were to walk or run it it seems way steeper? Well this hill is steep when you are DRIVING. So you can see how it would be a tough run. It's great for living behind because it acts as a kind of natural barrier to the rest of the world, making it seem like our apartment is a little more isolated when, in reality, it is just off a main road. Unfortunately, it also means it is the first thing to greet us when we begin our run and the last thing that needs to be confronted at the end.
This hill KICKED me all over today. It was beating me all upside my head and around my ankles. Add that to the humidity I might as well have been swimming in, and by the top I was huffing and puffing like a pregnant sow. I'm pretty sure I could hear my brain cells screaming as they ran out of oxygen and died.
And there is Trey, waiting for me at the top, trotting along like an energetic puppy.
These hills better do some pretty amazing things for my backside if this is gonna be worth it.
I thought I would hate running with Trey because he is in so much better shape than me. I was also pretty sure I would end up looking like an idiot. While that may still be the case, I have found that I actually enjoy it. It really helps me to get going in the morning when I know I wont be alone. It helps to get out of bed when he isn't still sleeping in it. (NO FAIR.) So in the mornings I drag Trey outside. I bring the ipod to track out mileage and he brings the sexiness for me to run behind, pushing me faster.
You know what is not fair? How is it that I can have run, on and off, pretty well for the past year and he goes out for the first time and does better than me? How is it fair, in any version of reality, that a woman should live with a man who does not gain weight? How is it fair that I should kill myself working out and not lose a pound and my husband can lay on the couch, eat all day and weigh himself AT NIGHT and get off saying, "I lost a pound." WHAT?! AHHHH! So I'm sure he is going to progress much faster in this than I am but o well. I like the company.
Today was the second day in our little exercise routine. Much harder than yesterday for some reason even though we went the same distance, in less time. Maybe it was because we were going faster...? However so slightly...
Growing up in Colorado apparently gave me the false impression that Alabama was flat. I guess when I think about Colorado I think of mountains and mountains make me think "not flat." In that line of thinking I think my brain calculated Alabama=no mountains=flat. WRONG. Colorado is actually extremely flat and Alabama is, well, hilly. AND I NEVER TOOK INTO ACCOUNT ALL THE HILLS.
Our whole run is filled with hills but the worst is the very last leg. Our apartment complex is off a main road on the other side of this ridiculous hill. You know how when you're driving a hill can seem like nothing but if you were to walk or run it it seems way steeper? Well this hill is steep when you are DRIVING. So you can see how it would be a tough run. It's great for living behind because it acts as a kind of natural barrier to the rest of the world, making it seem like our apartment is a little more isolated when, in reality, it is just off a main road. Unfortunately, it also means it is the first thing to greet us when we begin our run and the last thing that needs to be confronted at the end.
This hill KICKED me all over today. It was beating me all upside my head and around my ankles. Add that to the humidity I might as well have been swimming in, and by the top I was huffing and puffing like a pregnant sow. I'm pretty sure I could hear my brain cells screaming as they ran out of oxygen and died.
And there is Trey, waiting for me at the top, trotting along like an energetic puppy.
These hills better do some pretty amazing things for my backside if this is gonna be worth it.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Friday
It's Friday it's FRIday it's FFRRIIIIIIDAAAAAAAAYYY!
My heart is singing that IT'S FRIDAY! Of course, it is also the afternoon and the afternoon always rains on my parade. Why is it that mornings are always faster than afternoons? I try everything to make them go by faster. Even if I take my lunch an hour later, those last three hours are always longer that the first five. WHY?!
It is 3:23 pm as I am writing this and I think that minutes are literally taking longer to go by. I'm pretty sure that 8:23 am went by at least several seconds faster than 3:23 pm is going by. At least.
Fridays are especially hard. It's like the weekend is hiding around the corner, silently laughing at me stuck here in Friday afternoon. Do I even have to say that I live for the weekends? Because I will. And I do.
I think it would be different if I had an exciting job. A job that I just loved. Like maybe, if I was a writer, there would be no such thing as weekends. Only deadlines. And (I hear) deadlines come fast, so I would never be sighing and looking out the window waiting for them. I think I would rather be scrambling for deadlines than sighing for weekends.
And of course I don't have to say that weekends go by WAY too fast. I'm pretty sure we're living in a backwards world, and REALLY we should be having five day weekends and two day work-weeks. Or at least, fun times should go by slowly and boring times should slip through our fingers.
Like I said, if I had an exciting job, I just don't feel like I would have this problem. As the afternoon aproaches and there is nothing for me to do, the pull of the internet and daydreams grows stronger with each sluggishly passing moment. I say "Thank God it's Friday," but really, Friday is, like, the longest day ever. Sometimes I feel like Friday afternoon is the same length as the rest of my week put together. Then again, that's only the length my week seems when I'm looking back on it and not when I'm actually ticking away the minutes in it. Those are two vastly different amounts.
Maybe I should make deadlines for myself so that everything seems to go by super fast as they approach. I can run around panicking that I don't have enough time to *insert fabulous thing* and that *other fabulous thing* came up SOO fast! "Where has the time gone?!" I'll cry, "So much to do, so little time!" I'll quip.
Sigh...hello Friday afternoon. I knew you'd come. Enjoy torturing me now, because once the weekend hits? Well, Time and I will be flying by so fast you wont even be able to catch me!
My heart is singing that IT'S FRIDAY! Of course, it is also the afternoon and the afternoon always rains on my parade. Why is it that mornings are always faster than afternoons? I try everything to make them go by faster. Even if I take my lunch an hour later, those last three hours are always longer that the first five. WHY?!
It is 3:23 pm as I am writing this and I think that minutes are literally taking longer to go by. I'm pretty sure that 8:23 am went by at least several seconds faster than 3:23 pm is going by. At least.
Fridays are especially hard. It's like the weekend is hiding around the corner, silently laughing at me stuck here in Friday afternoon. Do I even have to say that I live for the weekends? Because I will. And I do.
I think it would be different if I had an exciting job. A job that I just loved. Like maybe, if I was a writer, there would be no such thing as weekends. Only deadlines. And (I hear) deadlines come fast, so I would never be sighing and looking out the window waiting for them. I think I would rather be scrambling for deadlines than sighing for weekends.
And of course I don't have to say that weekends go by WAY too fast. I'm pretty sure we're living in a backwards world, and REALLY we should be having five day weekends and two day work-weeks. Or at least, fun times should go by slowly and boring times should slip through our fingers.
Like I said, if I had an exciting job, I just don't feel like I would have this problem. As the afternoon aproaches and there is nothing for me to do, the pull of the internet and daydreams grows stronger with each sluggishly passing moment. I say "Thank God it's Friday," but really, Friday is, like, the longest day ever. Sometimes I feel like Friday afternoon is the same length as the rest of my week put together. Then again, that's only the length my week seems when I'm looking back on it and not when I'm actually ticking away the minutes in it. Those are two vastly different amounts.
Maybe I should make deadlines for myself so that everything seems to go by super fast as they approach. I can run around panicking that I don't have enough time to *insert fabulous thing* and that *other fabulous thing* came up SOO fast! "Where has the time gone?!" I'll cry, "So much to do, so little time!" I'll quip.
Sigh...hello Friday afternoon. I knew you'd come. Enjoy torturing me now, because once the weekend hits? Well, Time and I will be flying by so fast you wont even be able to catch me!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
What do you want to be when you grow up?
I have always wanted to be a writer. Always.
Of course, I wanted to be other things too: a doctor, an acrobat, an accountant. Apparently I even wanted to be a polygamist (12 husbands and 24 children. I guess I was also opperating under the allusion that each set of parents could only have 2 children. I was about 3.) But for some reason I have also always wanted to write.
My first memories of using computers always go hand in hand with writing stories. We used to write stories for our classes in elementary school and bind them with old book bindings covered in wallpaper. I remember writing (and illustrating) several stories about my cat. I had the idea that I would make it into a series one day. Laugh. I remember sitting at my desk in my room typing out of the pages in one of my Christmas books, for practice I guess, and dreaming of one day typing up words that were my own.
For as long as I can remember I have written stories in my head. They are usually about me, talking about myself and what I'm doing in third person, or even talking about what I imagine I could be doing. I have always had a bit of an imagination.
I once fancied myself a poet. Then I found out I can only write, cheesy, but funny poems. Too bad no one will ever get them unless they were "there."
The reighning (sp?) thought in my head, however, has been to write a novel. A novel that everyone will love and that will be made into a movie. The kind of novel that people can get lost in and forget their own lives, just like I do when I read great books.
The main problem I have is that I get all sorts of little ideas but I have yet to hit on the ONE. The story that I really want to sit down and spend time in. I guess I felt like I would finally find IT, MY story, when I grew up. Well, Hello! I turn 22 a month from tomorrow. I would say that "grown up" is well on it's way here. Time to write! Am I too impatient?
So this is it for now. This and lists and notes. That's what I write until I hit on my novel gold. I'll just sit here waiting to grow up till then.
Of course, I wanted to be other things too: a doctor, an acrobat, an accountant. Apparently I even wanted to be a polygamist (12 husbands and 24 children. I guess I was also opperating under the allusion that each set of parents could only have 2 children. I was about 3.) But for some reason I have also always wanted to write.
My first memories of using computers always go hand in hand with writing stories. We used to write stories for our classes in elementary school and bind them with old book bindings covered in wallpaper. I remember writing (and illustrating) several stories about my cat. I had the idea that I would make it into a series one day. Laugh. I remember sitting at my desk in my room typing out of the pages in one of my Christmas books, for practice I guess, and dreaming of one day typing up words that were my own.
For as long as I can remember I have written stories in my head. They are usually about me, talking about myself and what I'm doing in third person, or even talking about what I imagine I could be doing. I have always had a bit of an imagination.
I once fancied myself a poet. Then I found out I can only write, cheesy, but funny poems. Too bad no one will ever get them unless they were "there."
The reighning (sp?) thought in my head, however, has been to write a novel. A novel that everyone will love and that will be made into a movie. The kind of novel that people can get lost in and forget their own lives, just like I do when I read great books.
The main problem I have is that I get all sorts of little ideas but I have yet to hit on the ONE. The story that I really want to sit down and spend time in. I guess I felt like I would finally find IT, MY story, when I grew up. Well, Hello! I turn 22 a month from tomorrow. I would say that "grown up" is well on it's way here. Time to write! Am I too impatient?
So this is it for now. This and lists and notes. That's what I write until I hit on my novel gold. I'll just sit here waiting to grow up till then.
Last night's deal and first CVS run...
Ok so I posted on twitter last night that I got 5 boxes of Totino's pizza (a favorite at the Thomason household), 4 boxes of pasta, 5 Pasta Sides (another fave), a bunch of bananas, a bag of salad, a bottle of hand sanitizers, 2 glass cleaners and a 6 pack of razors all for 8.38!!!
Ok here's what I did:
The Totino's pizzas are on sale at Publix for 10 for $10 (making them $1 each) I had a coupon from last weeks paper for $1/5 making them .80 each. Not the best deal but we eat those things like candy so not too bad.
The pasta was BOGO (origionally 1.39) making them .70 a peice. I 2 coupons for $1/2 making them just .20 a peice.
The Pasta Sides were also BOGO (origionally 1.35) making them about .63 each and I had 5 coupons for .45 off each which DOUBLE (because Publix doubles coupons for .50 or less remember) taking .90 off each bag and actually making me money (that is put toward other stuff.) Get it? Ok.
Now, the bananas were on sale for .69 a pound and I had a Target coupon for $1/1lb of bananas so I bought about 2.5lbs (realized when I got home that I probably could have used two coupons for those, oops!) making them around $1 total. Bananas are another thing I eat like, daily, and if I don't eat them I freeze them for smoothies!
Salad I just needed and it was on sale for $2 a bag so thats not really a big deal.
The hand sanitizer was on sale for 1.89 and I had a $1/1 coupon from last weeks paper so that was .89.
The glass cleaner was BOGO (origionally2.49) making each one 1.25. I had a couple $1/1 coupons* making each .25. The bottles actually had coupons on them as well so those could be used.
The razors were a bit difficult. They were on sale for 3.99 (usually 5.50 and only 4 in a pack) and I had a $3/1 coupon from the paper. The coupon was actually for cartridges not desposables (I think) so really I just lucked out on that one. I didn't even go into the store planning to get it but then I saw it and was like, "hmmm, I think I have a coupon for that." Thats why you clip ALL coupons!!
So that was my deal last night. I must say, I'm pretty proud of that sucker.
Ok now today I went to CVS for the first time to try out their sales. I got all this:
for 7.12. (thats an Air Wick air freshener, 4 tubes of toothpaste and a bottle of sunscreen). Not the BEST but you have to start somewhere. I also got $2 in extra care bucks that I can use on my next visit. So really, its like I got that for 5.12. When you consider that the air freshener was origionally 9.99 thats not too bad.
Here's what I did:
The air freshener was on sale for 5.99 and I had a $6/1 coupon from the paper (those big ones are NICE) so that was free. I thought I had 2 coupons so I was gonna buy two of the darn things when I was up there but when I went to check out I only had one. DANGIT!
Ok so then the toothpaste was BOGO and was origionally 2.79. I had $1/1 coupon making each tube .20. Not bad.
The sunscreen was on sale for 8.99 and I had a $5/1 coupon making it $4 but I got $2 ECB's back on that (essentially making it $2). I have another coupon for that so I may go back later and use my ECB's (I'll still get 2 back if I do) and get another bottle for, essentially, free.
And if I find my other coupon I'll get another free air freshener thingie too. Ugh.
*I just checked and this coupon seems to have expired. BUMMER!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Minor meltdown
Something is wrong with me. I'm pretty convinced. Here's how I know:
Today I left the house without any deordorant on. What?! Ew. Thank the Lord this is not the first time I've done this lately so I had a little travel deodorant in my drawer at work.
I also left the house without makeup on. Now this has become the new norm for me since I am going for more of the au-natural look, but today I didn't decide to not put makeup on...I just forgot.
I packed a salad for lunch with lettuce that had CLEARLY gone bad. For some reason I took it anyway. I did not eat said lunch.
Today I took a LONG nap at lunch because I am always tired. Like, wiped out even though all I do all day is sit at a desk.
But the main reason I know that something is wrong with me? Last night I had a minor meltdown.
I don't know why but all of a sudden I was brushing my teeth with my pants around my ankles (they were just uncomfortable and I couldn't take it one more second) crying for no apparent reason.
Needless to say Trey was semi-freaked out. Especially since I had no explaination for my behavior. Especially since I have not cried (excluding a few minor incidents where I may have teared up for like, a minute) since we've been married. Sigh.
Suffice to say that I think I finally got to the bottom of my freak-out (after many "I don't know what's wrong with me!*sniffle sniffle*"'s) I think that I always felt like I was going to do something great and then, suddenly, I found myself being completely average. Is it conceited to say that being average is a big fear for me? I felt like I had gotten to a place where I was stuck in a dead end job with nowhere to move up, I don't workout anymore, I have no social life and no outstanding talents. Very AVERAGE. Or maybe even less than average and somewhere in the realm of "loser."
I felt like I was being lazy and gaining weight (why is this such and issue for me?) and not doing anything with my life. I cried that I would never finish college or be a good mother or a good wife. My poor husband. Thank God for him. He is GOLD.
So we talked through it. I had come to the conclusion last week that there were only two things I could see myself doing long term that I wouldn't hate and might even enjoy. So we talked through those. And we shared dreams and decided to take the week to pray about it. I feel much better now.
Wish I wasn't here at work again staring at this screen all day. It really puts a damper on the dreams that were so big last night...
Today I left the house without any deordorant on. What?! Ew. Thank the Lord this is not the first time I've done this lately so I had a little travel deodorant in my drawer at work.
I also left the house without makeup on. Now this has become the new norm for me since I am going for more of the au-natural look, but today I didn't decide to not put makeup on...I just forgot.
I packed a salad for lunch with lettuce that had CLEARLY gone bad. For some reason I took it anyway. I did not eat said lunch.
Today I took a LONG nap at lunch because I am always tired. Like, wiped out even though all I do all day is sit at a desk.
But the main reason I know that something is wrong with me? Last night I had a minor meltdown.
I don't know why but all of a sudden I was brushing my teeth with my pants around my ankles (they were just uncomfortable and I couldn't take it one more second) crying for no apparent reason.
Needless to say Trey was semi-freaked out. Especially since I had no explaination for my behavior. Especially since I have not cried (excluding a few minor incidents where I may have teared up for like, a minute) since we've been married. Sigh.
Suffice to say that I think I finally got to the bottom of my freak-out (after many "I don't know what's wrong with me!*sniffle sniffle*"'s) I think that I always felt like I was going to do something great and then, suddenly, I found myself being completely average. Is it conceited to say that being average is a big fear for me? I felt like I had gotten to a place where I was stuck in a dead end job with nowhere to move up, I don't workout anymore, I have no social life and no outstanding talents. Very AVERAGE. Or maybe even less than average and somewhere in the realm of "loser."
I felt like I was being lazy and gaining weight (why is this such and issue for me?) and not doing anything with my life. I cried that I would never finish college or be a good mother or a good wife. My poor husband. Thank God for him. He is GOLD.
So we talked through it. I had come to the conclusion last week that there were only two things I could see myself doing long term that I wouldn't hate and might even enjoy. So we talked through those. And we shared dreams and decided to take the week to pray about it. I feel much better now.
Wish I wasn't here at work again staring at this screen all day. It really puts a damper on the dreams that were so big last night...
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Long overdue
Ok so I know I should have posted this, probably, Sunday when I actually GOT the deal. What can I say? I'm lazy.
Anyway, here is what I got:
Anyway, here is what I got:
Again, not the best picture...but moving on.
Ok so thats 2 boxes of cereal, some grape jelly, salad dressing, 2 bottles of tabasco sauce, 3 boxes of hamburger helper (Trey loves that stuff), four boxes of pasta and two pizzas all for 8.17. Like I posted on twitter, it should have been 6.17 but the Publix by my apartment (which I will never trust to get a good deal at again) has been so crappy about their coupons! Do they not realize all the business that this "deal making" mentality is bringing them? Apparently NOT!! So, the cashier charged me for 3 boxes of Honey Bunches of Oats when I only got two. I didn't realize this till we were leaving, and at that point we were running late for work at the cafe so I didn't go back and get my money. His problem was that APPARENTLY the store "doesn't make any money when I use a coupon for $2 on an item that is on sale for $2." HELLO dude!! It was a manufacturer coupon that says RIGHT ON THE COUPON that the manufacturer will reimburse the store for the coupon. SO YOU DON'T LOSE ANY MONEY YOU IG-MO YOU MAKE MONEY BECAUSE I BOUGHT FOOD FROM YOU I NEVER WOULD HAVE BOUGHT WITHOUT THAT COUPON!!
Yes. So. Bad store.
Now that I've got THAT off my chest....should I break into some rants about my other un-favorite things that rank right up there with self-important cashiers who apparently cant read? Like, here's one: When someone comes into the place I work, or calls on the phone, asking for a specific product and is told that we don't carry it. Is this a good time to launch into a life story of WHY they need the item and their MEDICAL HISTORY that led them to the place where they need the item and, just for good measure, a touching story of how they felt when their kid graduated from college? No. No it's not. GET OUT OF MY STORE!!! GET OFF MY PHONE!!! WE DON'T HAVE WHAT YOU NOT AND IT'S NOT GOING TO APPEAR IN MY POSSESSION IF YOU TALK MORE!! AH!
It has been a looooong week. And guess what? It's Tuesday. Sigh
Sunday, August 9, 2009
The quiet mouse
Have I mentioned that I love my husband? I think he is the sexiest man alive. I think about him all day. I know were still considered "newlyweds" and that this is pretty normal.
Right?
Ok I'll be honest: I thought that the "honeymoon phase" kind of wore off like, by now. But let me tell you what...the "honeymoon phase" has NOT worn off for me!
Ooo Hoo! I cant hardly wait till my husband gets home. When he looks at me with THAT look? Well my heart just about stops. I am honestly getting butterflies just thinking about him as I right this.
I think that married people should have the option to be with each other all day of everyday if they want to. I hate every morning when I have to go to work. Not so much for the fact that I HAVE TO GO TO WORK (although...that sucks too). But for the fact that I have to be separated from my husband. I hate it when I have to go to bed by myself because he is at work or doing something else. HATE IT.
So thats why, when he has to go BACK to work at 8:30 at night, on a Sunday, after he's been working at the cafe at church for 5 hours...that's why I'll kiss him like the worlds ending. That's why I'll wait up till he gets home because I can't sleep without him. That's why I'll watch crappy movies on TV that I could care less about: because he's gone and I don't know what else to do with myself?
Is that sad? Am I totally pathetic? Maybe so. But I don't care. Because I just freakin love my husband.
Because he tells me I'm beautiful when I have bed-head and I'm not wearing deordorant. He kisses me when I haven't brushed my teeth or taken a shower all day. He picks me up and carries me all over the house even when I've gained 1000 pounds since we got married. He lets me eat whatever crap I wan't even though he knows I'll just complain that I ate too much and talk about how fat I'm getting. He hugs me and tells me he loves me even after I've been picking at him about stupid, meaningless things. He rubs my feet whenever I want even though I want it ALL THE TIME.
Ah...it's ok to be jealous. I know I've got it good. Sigh. I'm happy:)
Right?
Ok I'll be honest: I thought that the "honeymoon phase" kind of wore off like, by now. But let me tell you what...the "honeymoon phase" has NOT worn off for me!
Ooo Hoo! I cant hardly wait till my husband gets home. When he looks at me with THAT look? Well my heart just about stops. I am honestly getting butterflies just thinking about him as I right this.
I think that married people should have the option to be with each other all day of everyday if they want to. I hate every morning when I have to go to work. Not so much for the fact that I HAVE TO GO TO WORK (although...that sucks too). But for the fact that I have to be separated from my husband. I hate it when I have to go to bed by myself because he is at work or doing something else. HATE IT.
So thats why, when he has to go BACK to work at 8:30 at night, on a Sunday, after he's been working at the cafe at church for 5 hours...that's why I'll kiss him like the worlds ending. That's why I'll wait up till he gets home because I can't sleep without him. That's why I'll watch crappy movies on TV that I could care less about: because he's gone and I don't know what else to do with myself?
Is that sad? Am I totally pathetic? Maybe so. But I don't care. Because I just freakin love my husband.
Because he tells me I'm beautiful when I have bed-head and I'm not wearing deordorant. He kisses me when I haven't brushed my teeth or taken a shower all day. He picks me up and carries me all over the house even when I've gained 1000 pounds since we got married. He lets me eat whatever crap I wan't even though he knows I'll just complain that I ate too much and talk about how fat I'm getting. He hugs me and tells me he loves me even after I've been picking at him about stupid, meaningless things. He rubs my feet whenever I want even though I want it ALL THE TIME.
Ah...it's ok to be jealous. I know I've got it good. Sigh. I'm happy:)
Saturday, August 8, 2009
The big fight? Not yet.
Praise the Lord it's finally the weekend! I thought my eyes might explode out of my head from sitting in front of my computer all week being bored to death. Needless to say, I'm excited for the next two days off.
Course, that doesn't mean that my next two days are not filled to the gills. Today I got up and worked out right away. Hey, if I don't do it early I probably wont do it at all (hello yesterday). Then I've got movies with a friend, cleaning, coupon shopping and work at the cafe the rest of the weekend to keep me busy! Life, sweet life.
I thought Trey and I were going to have our first fight yesterday. We mostly bicker about driving when were in the car. I don't know why but I always feel like he is going to run into people. Or that people are going to run into us apparently due to some fault of his. I guess I just have this irrational idea that if I am not driving, if I am not in control of my car, well, then were going to crash.
So back to the situation, were driving along, headed to the mall for dinner and a movie on a Friday night. That was our first mistake I'd say. (What? I was DYING for some lettuce wraps from P.F. Changs and the only P.F. Changs is at the mall!) Anyway, needless to say there was some pretty heavy traffic and after seeing some idiot drive by doing a wheelie on his motorcycle I was convinced were were going to crash (as usual). (You should see me when were driving in Atlanta like we will be next weekend. Yikes!) To make a long story short, I freaked out and snapped at Trey and then demanded he take me home. Yet, as I was sitting there not speaking to him (I know, I'm so mature) I realized that I was being stupid and turned to him all lovey-dovey again.
We ended up going to dinner and G.I. Joe (not bad) and had a wonderful night.
So we still have yet to have what I would consider a real fight. (one that lasts for like more than 2 minutes and it not ridiculous or involves me being irrational and quickly getting over it)
I just CANNOT stay mad at that man!
Lauren
Course, that doesn't mean that my next two days are not filled to the gills. Today I got up and worked out right away. Hey, if I don't do it early I probably wont do it at all (hello yesterday). Then I've got movies with a friend, cleaning, coupon shopping and work at the cafe the rest of the weekend to keep me busy! Life, sweet life.
I thought Trey and I were going to have our first fight yesterday. We mostly bicker about driving when were in the car. I don't know why but I always feel like he is going to run into people. Or that people are going to run into us apparently due to some fault of his. I guess I just have this irrational idea that if I am not driving, if I am not in control of my car, well, then were going to crash.
So back to the situation, were driving along, headed to the mall for dinner and a movie on a Friday night. That was our first mistake I'd say. (What? I was DYING for some lettuce wraps from P.F. Changs and the only P.F. Changs is at the mall!) Anyway, needless to say there was some pretty heavy traffic and after seeing some idiot drive by doing a wheelie on his motorcycle I was convinced were were going to crash (as usual). (You should see me when were driving in Atlanta like we will be next weekend. Yikes!) To make a long story short, I freaked out and snapped at Trey and then demanded he take me home. Yet, as I was sitting there not speaking to him (I know, I'm so mature) I realized that I was being stupid and turned to him all lovey-dovey again.
We ended up going to dinner and G.I. Joe (not bad) and had a wonderful night.
So we still have yet to have what I would consider a real fight. (one that lasts for like more than 2 minutes and it not ridiculous or involves me being irrational and quickly getting over it)
I just CANNOT stay mad at that man!
Lauren
Thursday, August 6, 2009
LOTS of Chex Mix
Ok a note about the deal I made yesterday and posted about on Twitter:
Cereal: I had 2 $2 off coupons for the Honey Bunches of oats and they were on sale for buy one get one (normally 3.99) making they $2 a peice so i got those for FREE!!!
Dressing: The wishbone dressings were BOGO and are normally 2.99 a peice. I had .75 off coupons for each of those making them .73 each (remember you can use a coupon for EACH item in a BOGO sale and you don't have to buy to items to get the half off price at Publix). NOTE: I would have liked to wait and see if I could eventually get these for free sometime but this was a good deal and I needed some dressing since I have been eating salad for lunch EVERY day. It does seem to be making a difference though...
Cheese: The cheese was on sale for 1.66 each and i had .50 off coupons (I just checked and these are done:( sorry) for those (again they doubled) so they were also .66 a peice.
I know it sounds like I spent more than I did but I had also bought some muffin mix that I thought was BOGO (4 boxes) and had used .50 off coupons on those (doubling to a dollar a peice making them a total of $4 off and .29 each since their origional price was 2.59). Well I got the wrong boxes so they were NOT BOGO and they rang up at full price of 3.49 a peice so my bill was18.33 and that was WAY more then I had planned on spending so I took the muffin mix back and ended up getting 14.34 back making my total 3.99. I figured out later that it probably should have been more than that because the coupons from the muffin mix were still on there but o well. It makes up for last time when they charged me too much and I didn't go back. See, things really do even out in the end!
I can't wait for this weekend and new coupons in the paper and new deals!! It's becoming a bit of an obsession but isn't saving money a good obsession?! I think so.
Thanks to southernsavers.com for all the tips!!
(Just a reminder that's: 6 bags of Chex Mix, 2 boxes of Honey Bunches of Oats, 2 Wishbone salad dressings and 2 bags of Kraft shredded cheese. I know, not the best picture)
Chex Mix: I had several .50 off coupons for the Chex Mix and Chex Mix was on sale at Publix for 1.66. Don't forget that Publix doubles coupons that are .50 or less (check with your Publix FIRST!) making each bag $1 off so they were .66 a piece.
Cereal: I had 2 $2 off coupons for the Honey Bunches of oats and they were on sale for buy one get one (normally 3.99) making they $2 a peice so i got those for FREE!!!
Dressing: The wishbone dressings were BOGO and are normally 2.99 a peice. I had .75 off coupons for each of those making them .73 each (remember you can use a coupon for EACH item in a BOGO sale and you don't have to buy to items to get the half off price at Publix). NOTE: I would have liked to wait and see if I could eventually get these for free sometime but this was a good deal and I needed some dressing since I have been eating salad for lunch EVERY day. It does seem to be making a difference though...
Cheese: The cheese was on sale for 1.66 each and i had .50 off coupons (I just checked and these are done:( sorry) for those (again they doubled) so they were also .66 a peice.
I know it sounds like I spent more than I did but I had also bought some muffin mix that I thought was BOGO (4 boxes) and had used .50 off coupons on those (doubling to a dollar a peice making them a total of $4 off and .29 each since their origional price was 2.59). Well I got the wrong boxes so they were NOT BOGO and they rang up at full price of 3.49 a peice so my bill was18.33 and that was WAY more then I had planned on spending so I took the muffin mix back and ended up getting 14.34 back making my total 3.99. I figured out later that it probably should have been more than that because the coupons from the muffin mix were still on there but o well. It makes up for last time when they charged me too much and I didn't go back. See, things really do even out in the end!
I can't wait for this weekend and new coupons in the paper and new deals!! It's becoming a bit of an obsession but isn't saving money a good obsession?! I think so.
Thanks to southernsavers.com for all the tips!!
On another note...I have been getting better at the working out thing. I decided that this month I was going to workout 4 times every seven days. So four times by August 7th, four times by August 14 ect. Course I get to yesterday and have only worked out once (on the 1st, Kempo X, ah yes) and I had three days to get three more workouts in. So I got my butt up the past two days and went for a run. It has been super nice (super HUMID! but nice still). I feel great and I feel like I am getting a little of my strength back. I definitely went faster today than I did yesterday. SO...gotta keep doing that.
Alrighty..see ya later blog world! Time to get to work!
P.S. Twitter is down and I'm going crazy. I didn't think I was this into it...uh-o!
Quick Post
Yesterday my husband told me I listen to Rick and Bubba too much. This morning I heard that there is an email (flag@whitehouse.gov) where you can report people talking fishy about the national healthcare plan or the president. (You can read more about it here) What? WHAT?! Does this not sound eerily familiar? Like approaching the"hey government my neighbor is a Jew" category? I'm just sayin.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Baby Thoughts
What is going on with me?
I'm not exactly sure how I came to find it but I have spent the better part of the last two days reading a blog about a pregnant woman expecting her first child. The site is becomingsarah.com and I have not been able to "put it down." She can be a bit crude but she is an excellent writer. (Mom if you read this don't even look at it. You wont like her language. I've been trying to look past it...)I know I'm not ready to have a baby. I'm not even ready to start thinking about preparing to be pregnant, but now I can't stop thinking about it. The funny thing is, her blog makes pregnancy sound frightening! She addresses so many things that I had NO CLUE about. So why does this appeal pregnancy to me? Ack! The only reason I can come up with is that it feels like the first honest account I have ever heard of pregnancy.
My brother and I were both adopted and put that together with the fact that by the time I was born all my parents friends were too old to have babies and all my close relatives lived far away results in the fact that I know next to nothing about pregnancy. I think I grew up with the idea in my head that pregnancy basically consisted of being fat and the eventual enterance of a baby. LITTLE DID I KNOW! It has just been over the past few years really that I have begun to learn the bare facts. And let me tell you: it scares me to death! Sounds disgusting, painful, uncomfortable and all around horrid. Add that to me being unsure if I will even be a fit parent (seeing my current distaste for children) and you get total avoidence of the whole subject all together. So why, o WHY, can I not stop thinking about it? I am just now three months into being married and that means three months into what (I consider) an appropriate envoirnment for being pregnant, so part of this probably has to do with the fact that procreation is now a possibility in my life.
Sigh...All I know is that I am NOT READY. I think being pregnant would be fun(maybe..?) but I'm not ready for no sleep and my life not belonging to me. Someday maybe but not now. ANYway...all that to say: some very good and HONEST reading to be found at Becoming Sarah.
And for now...reading is as close as I'm gonna get.
Lauren
I'm not exactly sure how I came to find it but I have spent the better part of the last two days reading a blog about a pregnant woman expecting her first child. The site is becomingsarah.com and I have not been able to "put it down." She can be a bit crude but she is an excellent writer. (Mom if you read this don't even look at it. You wont like her language. I've been trying to look past it...)I know I'm not ready to have a baby. I'm not even ready to start thinking about preparing to be pregnant, but now I can't stop thinking about it. The funny thing is, her blog makes pregnancy sound frightening! She addresses so many things that I had NO CLUE about. So why does this appeal pregnancy to me? Ack! The only reason I can come up with is that it feels like the first honest account I have ever heard of pregnancy.
My brother and I were both adopted and put that together with the fact that by the time I was born all my parents friends were too old to have babies and all my close relatives lived far away results in the fact that I know next to nothing about pregnancy. I think I grew up with the idea in my head that pregnancy basically consisted of being fat and the eventual enterance of a baby. LITTLE DID I KNOW! It has just been over the past few years really that I have begun to learn the bare facts. And let me tell you: it scares me to death! Sounds disgusting, painful, uncomfortable and all around horrid. Add that to me being unsure if I will even be a fit parent (seeing my current distaste for children) and you get total avoidence of the whole subject all together. So why, o WHY, can I not stop thinking about it? I am just now three months into being married and that means three months into what (I consider) an appropriate envoirnment for being pregnant, so part of this probably has to do with the fact that procreation is now a possibility in my life.
Sigh...All I know is that I am NOT READY. I think being pregnant would be fun(maybe..?) but I'm not ready for no sleep and my life not belonging to me. Someday maybe but not now. ANYway...all that to say: some very good and HONEST reading to be found at Becoming Sarah.
And for now...reading is as close as I'm gonna get.
Lauren
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
I Can Print My Own Money??
Today is not going to be a day I head to the grocery store...at least...I think its not. However, I WAS printing coupons at work (yay! The more computers you use the more coupons you can get;)) Anyway...I realized I was PRINTING MONEY! I mean, if you think about it, if you print off a .50 coupon that's almost like printing two quarters out of your computer!
Even though I'm not going shopping to day I am still looking! I think I found my free thing for next week as well! Do you like Honey Bunches of Oats? I love it. One of my favorite cereals. Well next week (if this goes as plans, I'm learning here remember?) I plan to get at least 4, if not 6 boxes for FREE! Here's how:
I found on iheartpublix.com a preview of next weeks Publix ad. Honey Bunches of Oats are BOGO and are origionally 3.99 making them $2 each. Then I printed off a coupon here for $2 off Honey Bunches of Oats. You do the math, ok stay with me, and that makes them FREE! *Remember you can use a coupon on EACH item on BOGO items at Publix.* Ah...I love saving money. Hopefully I will get better on my own cuz right now I am site hopping a lot looking at other people's scenerios. My next plan is to tackle CVS. Hello?! I can get stuff for free for a LONG time if I do it right!
With all this food I'm getting, though, I really need to come up with a better plan of action on my workout schedule. The "get-up-and-get-going-before-work" thing is not really goin so well for me. Ok so right now it's not actually going at all. So today I have to force myself to workout this afternoon (gah! hate it!) since I could not pry myself from the sheets this morning. I don't know what has gotten into me but I have been EXHAUSTED lately! Sigh...O well it has to be done. I DID do kempo x on Saturday and loved that. Granted I had the whole day off so whats not to love about the one thing I had to do all day? I was sore from it till yesterday. I love being sore:)
Let you know what else I find when I find it and how the shopping goes!
Lauren
Even though I'm not going shopping to day I am still looking! I think I found my free thing for next week as well! Do you like Honey Bunches of Oats? I love it. One of my favorite cereals. Well next week (if this goes as plans, I'm learning here remember?) I plan to get at least 4, if not 6 boxes for FREE! Here's how:
I found on iheartpublix.com a preview of next weeks Publix ad. Honey Bunches of Oats are BOGO and are origionally 3.99 making them $2 each. Then I printed off a coupon here for $2 off Honey Bunches of Oats. You do the math, ok stay with me, and that makes them FREE! *Remember you can use a coupon on EACH item on BOGO items at Publix.* Ah...I love saving money. Hopefully I will get better on my own cuz right now I am site hopping a lot looking at other people's scenerios. My next plan is to tackle CVS. Hello?! I can get stuff for free for a LONG time if I do it right!
With all this food I'm getting, though, I really need to come up with a better plan of action on my workout schedule. The "get-up-and-get-going-before-work" thing is not really goin so well for me. Ok so right now it's not actually going at all. So today I have to force myself to workout this afternoon (gah! hate it!) since I could not pry myself from the sheets this morning. I don't know what has gotten into me but I have been EXHAUSTED lately! Sigh...O well it has to be done. I DID do kempo x on Saturday and loved that. Granted I had the whole day off so whats not to love about the one thing I had to do all day? I was sore from it till yesterday. I love being sore:)
Let you know what else I find when I find it and how the shopping goes!
Lauren
Monday, August 3, 2009
The Second Attempt...
Ok so today I decided to go on my lunch break, armed with a new set of coupons, and try again. The result was: 8 boxes of Velveta Shells & Cheese, 4 boxes of poptarts, 4 deodorants for me and a six pack of water all for 3.65!!! WOW! And the even more amazing things was ( didnt realize till I got back to work) but the cashier didnt take off one of my coupons on accident so it actually should have been two dollars less! Thats all that for 3.65!
Ok here's the breakdown:
Poptarts are BOGO (origionally 2.39 a box making them 1.19 a peice) I had a manufacturer coupon for .75/1 and a Target coupon for .55/1. When these coupons are stacked with each box (you can use two coupons for each box) the result is that they are FREE!!!
Ok now, Velveeta Shells and Cheese are ALSO BOGO at Publix and were origionally 1.99 making them .99 each. I had a manufacturer coupon for 1.50 off two making them .25 a peice!
Ok here's the breakdown:
Poptarts are BOGO (origionally 2.39 a box making them 1.19 a peice) I had a manufacturer coupon for .75/1 and a Target coupon for .55/1. When these coupons are stacked with each box (you can use two coupons for each box) the result is that they are FREE!!! Ok now, Velveeta Shells and Cheese are ALSO BOGO at Publix and were origionally 1.99 making them .99 each. I had a manufacturer coupon for 1.50 off two making them .25 a peice!Ok lastly, the degree deodorant is 2 for $4 and I had 2 coupons for $2/2 (one of these is the one she didnt use) and I had a Target coupon for $1/1 Degree for women (otherwise I would have been fair and gotten some for Trey too). You stack the manufacture coupon with two Target coupons for each pair of deordorants making them FREE!! (I got the
The water was this weekends penny item at Publix so it was just that: .01. I actually had more coupons than items so I had to have the manager over to approve the transaction but everyone working there was SUPER nice (much better than the store by my apartment) and I will definitely be going back!
I got the tip on the Velveta Shells and Poptarts from moniquemclean.typepad.com but I found the deordorant all by myself! (She had used the sale but spent $1 for each of 5 for her husband and then used another $5 off coupon). Anyway, I'm very proud of my first "find" and much more satisfied with my second attempt. Just think...I could have gotten all that for $1.65!! I did save $42.82 according to my recept thought. Not bad. Not bad.
Lauren
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Sunday, August 2, 2009
My First Trip
Ok so I had my first attempt at couponing today. It wasn't as amazing as some of the stories I've heard, but it was ok for my first time. We went to Publix, coupons that I had been clipping all week in hand. Course, I had way too many coupons I think but that's not really the point. So, I got six boxes of poptarts, two packs of yogurt, four boxes of velveta shells and cheese, two bags of salad, two bottles of juice and a six pack of water (this weeks penny item). I spent a total of18.14 (the salad and juice were really not part of the whole savings thing and together cost almost 11 dollars. It wasn't as good as I had hoped but it was a good experience and I feel like it got me off to a good start. This week= more cutting coupons and learning and we'll see what I can get next! Cant wait!
Lauren
Lauren
Saturday, August 1, 2009
ANOTHER new blog?!
I have had several blogs in my life. So why, o why am I starting another one? I love to blog. Every blog I have had in the past has just not done it for me. I feel like, now that I am a grownup (really?) I feel like its time for me to have a more grown-up place to write things. So now I'm starting over with the blog-thing. Starting this new chapter in my life. Starting fresh.
So who am I? My name is Lauren Thomason and I am 21 years old. I am a newlywed (married on April 25th) and I have the most amazing husband in the world! We have yet to even have a "real" fight. I love how laid back we both are and how easy it is for us to get along. I don't know what I would do without him. I currently work at a medical supply company and love it. When I took the job I was under the impression I was going to be a secretary or receptionist. Wrong. What I do is...well...a lot more than answer phones and take notes. Currently I am trying to correct about six months of billing mistakes. I spend my days in front of the computer or fax machine mostly. But hey, I get to wear scrubs!
And why am I doing this? Well, for a couple reasons really. One is just that I love to write, to journal, even just to make lists. So thats what I love about blogging. Also, I am trying to get back into some things I have let slide away and get into some new things that I've never done before, and I want to record my journey with those things. One thing that has always been important to be is working out and staying active. Another is spending time with God. Both those things have kinda gone down the drains for me in the last few months. So these are things that I plan to start working on. Now, my current obsession is couponing. At this point, by obsession, I mean have thought a lot about and clipped coupons but have yet to actually go shopping. So hopefully, when I do start the shopping, this will be a place where I can record my deals and such.
Anyway, here's to new beginnings! See you next time!
Lauren
So who am I? My name is Lauren Thomason and I am 21 years old. I am a newlywed (married on April 25th) and I have the most amazing husband in the world! We have yet to even have a "real" fight. I love how laid back we both are and how easy it is for us to get along. I don't know what I would do without him. I currently work at a medical supply company and love it. When I took the job I was under the impression I was going to be a secretary or receptionist. Wrong. What I do is...well...a lot more than answer phones and take notes. Currently I am trying to correct about six months of billing mistakes. I spend my days in front of the computer or fax machine mostly. But hey, I get to wear scrubs!
And why am I doing this? Well, for a couple reasons really. One is just that I love to write, to journal, even just to make lists. So thats what I love about blogging. Also, I am trying to get back into some things I have let slide away and get into some new things that I've never done before, and I want to record my journey with those things. One thing that has always been important to be is working out and staying active. Another is spending time with God. Both those things have kinda gone down the drains for me in the last few months. So these are things that I plan to start working on. Now, my current obsession is couponing. At this point, by obsession, I mean have thought a lot about and clipped coupons but have yet to actually go shopping. So hopefully, when I do start the shopping, this will be a place where I can record my deals and such.
Anyway, here's to new beginnings! See you next time!
Lauren
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