Reasons I know I am growing up.

-Derogatory songs on the radio upset me. Rhianna's song S&M for example. Here is a section of the lyrics.
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it  
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it  
Sticks and stones may break my bones  
But chains and whips excite me.  

Seriously? I understand the song has a great beat, but why in the world would you write a song like that? And children all over the place are listening to songs like that on the radio everyday. It's kind of disgusting actually. But, if I were still a teenager and on the prowl, this song would probably be cool... maybe... if I were really drunk happy.

-Unnecessary drama makes me roll my eyes. Younger relatives of mine talk about their nights out on the town and EVERY TIME the night out ends up in some sort of a fight. Listening to their stories just exhausts me. I remember when I could hang with the big dogs. Now, though, I just shake my finger and say "Tisk, tisk." What is happening to me??

-I drink coffee every morning. I used to drink it because it made me feel powerful inside. Now, I have to drink it or I'll die. Trust me, I've tried going without. My coworkers were so scared by the outcome they bought extra strong coffee just for me.

-I am starting to make lists. Not because I am organized but, because I forget everything.

-Lecturing kids is coming way to naturally. They no longer scare me with their judgmental eyes. I am an adult now. I wear the pants.. until they start crying that is.


-I substitute bad words with less offensive words. Not because swearing isn't fun, because it is way more fun than it's supposed to be. But, not everyone enjoys hearing them as much as I enjoy saying them. So, if you hear me yelling "Refrigerator!!" or "Son of a biscuit!"from the other room when I stub my toe, you know why.

-My mother is coming out of me. That just doesn't sound quite right... but it's true. I find myself saying and doing things my mom does. Like, turning the water off while brushing my teeth. "You're wasting water!" my mom would say. Uh, I hated when she told me that growing up.


The warning signs of growing up are all over the place. Sometimes, though, it's just easier to ignore them and party on... just make sure to drink water and take Tylenal before bed, it helps with the hang over. :)

I am an inpatient person.

When I get excited about something, I want it now. I try very hard to contain the excitement but the anticipation always ends up killing me. Our new house is definitely taking much longer to get ready than we anticipated. I hate the wait, but man, it will be soooo worth it in the end!!

Things I hate about moving:

*Packing. I completely understand why rich people hire movers. It's so overrated.

*Unpacking. Even worse than packing. Isn't there a magic trick for this... I'm sure it's in a book somewhere.

*Painting. I find no enjoyment in this activity. I'd rather dust. And, if you saw my house, you'd see that doesn't happen very often. What?! Dust bunnies are people too! At least, that is what the Big Comfy Couch taught us.

Things I enjoy about moving:

*Decorating your new home. I am not very good at it, but it will sure be fun!

So far, the only decorating I have been able to get done, is painting. It has not been fun.

I don't have too many new pictures to show you but here is the progress I have gotten on camera so far.

You always have to get a picture of your sold sign!

Getting the carpet and four layers of flooring underneath ripped out.

The final layer under the vinyl flooring. Newspapers from 1970's.

The downstairs bedroom paint color. The pictures does no justice.

Our first housewarming gift! "Gnome Sweet Gnome!" It's so perfect!! =]

Okay, I swear I had more pictures, but apparently I was mistaken. Once I get more taken I will post the actual progress and not so much the mess. Hopefully, (crossing fingers) the floor will all be in by then!

Because of the song

"Call Me Maybe", I wish, just for one day, I were single again.

Picture this.

Hot man walks in to the coffee shop (coffee shops are the place to be, at least they are on TV) strutting his stuff. Me in the corner drooling over his chiseled muscles and sexy mustache. He sits down at the table alone to read the paper and sips on his non-fat, double shot espresso. (Is that even a drink?) After 15 minutes of watching him, I finally get the courage to confront him.

Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but here's my number, so call me, maybe?

And all the other boys, try to chase me, but here's my number, so call me, maybe?

I grab his hand all aggressively and write my digits down.

Then, I flick my hair to one side, give the fella a sexy little wink, turn with a sexy hip pop and walk out.

Just take a listen... you'll get the same feeling...

Well, would you look at that...

Well, readers.. Today is a good day for you. I was able to snag a couple pictures of the inerds of our new home!! (enter applaud)

We just got the basics down; kitchen, living room, dinning room and bathroom. As soon as we have possession, we will be painting and replacing the carpets downstairs. Unfortunately, the previous owner had cats and with me being allergic and having dogs, getting rid of the evidence is the best plan.
Plus, I've never had the chance to pick out my very own flooring. This is something I have waited my whole life for.
People, take notes, dreams DO come true. ;)

My new KITCHENN!! I am so excited. There is more storage and a desk behind the camera guy.

Dinning room. Behind camera guy is the kitchen and you're looking at the front door.

Living room. The dinning room is at camera guy's back.

Our sweet shower. I was expecting a little more of the bathroom for this picture. Camera guy was hard of hearing that day I guess.

One bummer about the bathroom is there is no bath. I enjoy baths occasionally, so I think Mike is going to put a big bucket in the basement for me to soak in. He said he'll run me buckets of warm water to keep me warm. He's so good to me.

In other news, Mike smoked some beer can chickens Sunday night. They were absolutely divine!! So delicious in fact, we felt it necessary to have a photo op. Chickens are not afraid to work the camera.
This one is for you Lorrie!

If you're going to cooking with beer, you better be drinking beer.

Clare and Humidity sitting in a tree...

Clare pushed humidity out of the tree in hopes it would die.

The only reason I like winter is because there is no humidity. Of course the hair is so dry you could shock a battery to life with one swoop of your foot on the carpet! Did I say hair? I meant air, but since you mentioned hair... humidity hates my hair. Like, really, really, hates my hair.

Here is an example of what my hair looks like in the morning of a nice winter day.

Having straight hair automatically give you free usage of the "sexy" face.

Here is an example of what my hair looks like five minutes after walking out the door on a winter day.

Thanks to hairspray, it is maintainable.

But, stupid humidity conquers all my attempts at calming my hair.

I could leave the house with 19 lbs of hair spray, 1 full can of hair gel, and a nice amount of professional anti friz. Enter humidity and this is what you get...

Screw you humidity. I need to move to Arizona where the heat is dry and humidity is laughed at like the kid in the corner wearing the dunce hat.

P.s. Humidity makes my hands sticky. It's gross.

Day 30: Self Portrait -LAST DAY!!

Day 29: Food

Day 28: Black and White

My family...

finally had pictures taken!!! It's been, about, 93 years since we've actually had family pictures taken. Luckily, my bestie, Jacci, is an amazing photographer and we were able to steal her for a couple hours for some picture action.

So, with out further ado...

Awe, aren't they sweet.

Mitchy has always been a little... different. ;)

Sometimes you just have to let it out...

Detectives at work.

STUD!

What a damn good looking family! I like to brag about my gorgeous family. If you have a gorgeous family I'm sure you understand and do the same. If you don't have a gorgeous family... well, sorry about your luck! :)

Day 27: Pretty Pattern

Day 26: From a distance.

 

Moving out

and moving into a new home!! YAY!

It is official, Michael and I have found a bigger house and we will be moving and working our butts off for the next couple of weeks.

I know, I have really been lazy on my posts and relying solely on my picture challenge for things to occupy my blog, but that is probably as exciting as it's going to get for now. Until we are finished moving, I won't have a lot of time to blog, so... you've been warned.

But, to keep you on your toes, here is a picture of our newest project at the new house. They had to replace the sewer lines so we are needing to redo the back patio.

Unfortunately, the sewer line runs right in the middle of that patio, so it's got to go!!!

And we removed every brick. One. By. One.

The plumber was coming this morning and tearing up the whole yard. So, pretty excited to get home to see the damage. One plus, we get to design the back yard to fit our needs.
Worth it?
Definitely!