My Pink Water Bottle May Kill Me

I have been making a very serious effort at drinking my 8 glasses of water a day - approx. 64 oz.  It's great, BUT I have two issues with acclimating to this kind of lifestyle:

1) It's so much water.  I can litteraly hear my stomach sloshing- I am sure this has happened to you.  The other night as I layed in bed I noticed I sound like an ocean.  Let's have an honesty moment here, I don't want to think of my body, in any comparison, to the largest mass on the planet. 

2) It's so much water.  My bladder can't take it.  After 23 years of drinking around 2 glasses a day - this is overload.  Just yesterday I drank the entire days water quota while I was at work.  I could tell they thought I was ill because I had to pee 4,382 times.  They practically paid me to pee yesterday.  For the love.

I must say though, I am feeling much better.  Maybe the biologists and doctors are really onto something here.....:)

Odds and Ends

Here is an update on our current life status:

Shane has been offered a position as a Laker's announcer which will require us to move to Los Angeles.  YAY!!!!  It is actually perfect for me because I have always dreamed of being able to take my acting career to the next level - and heck, now I can go to Disneyland all the time.  Anyway, Bruce has contracted a canine version of herpes because the female dog hoes in the neighborhood can't seem to keep thier paws off of him - geez!  Lastley, we found out are preggo.  With twins.  I couldn't be more excited! 





That is so obviously not our current life status, but that was fun!  Just so we are clear - no Laker's announcing (although he does get a lot of practice yelling like a coach), I cannot act to save my life, Bruce is canine STD free, and I am definitely not preggo - no twins in sight:)

For some reason I feel the need to tell you that I haven't blogged in forever like you noticed. Sorry man, I'm just really boring these days. It's summer, I am not going to school, and between the reading and the nightly walks I have been pretty content. I would have like to say I have been too busy to blog, because sometimes I am, and I know people who are, and I really get it. I just dang well haven't felt like bloggin'. And that's the truth (also, I really wanted to start a sentence with the word 'and' to piss off my elementary school teachers - TAKE THAT!)

Now, for a really real update:

My phone fell out of my pocket into a toilet.  That was fun.  I cried when Mr. S told me I could only buy a $20 replacement...............

................I cried because I was hormonal - my monthly friend was late.  The longer I waited for my friend to show, the more convinced I was were were SOOOOOOO not ready yet, and although she did eventually show 3 or 4 days later, I now have no doubts about where we are at on the kid front...............

...............And because we are not ready for children, neither is Bruce.  He is getting his manliness removed tomorrow.  Hopefully he won't take his anger out on me...............

...............like he did last week when I wanted to take a nap, and danggit, he wanted to play.  He protested my nap by pawing at my face with dull doggie nails.  Love it.  It looked less serious that it felt I tell you!  I think he wanted to be outside..............

................Where I have learned and taken a liking to mowing the lawn.  In fact, I did so last night at about 9:30.  Now that I think of it, I hope our neighbors don't hate me.  It's just that it was cool outside, and I thought that was prime time for mowing.  Maybe that was a bad idea.  I can just imagine the kids in the neighborhood - "Oh her, the crazy boxer lady who mows past my bedtime, what a loser!"


Well, I think that covers it.  :)

I Said "OF COURSE!"

One year ago today,

This handsome man -

Asked me to do this -

I am really glad he asked.

I Promise to Love You, Even if You Pee on My Rug - And Everywhere Else.

Lately:

We finished our first home DIY project!  BIG SHOCKER - I am not handy.  Your surprised right?  Me either.  Anywho, it actually went very well!  I even helped put up mortar, sheets of tile, and grout.  Go my team!  It was really messy, but I think our kitchen survived.  Thanks to Mr. S and his hard work, we finished, and I think it looks super cool, like so:

BEFORE

AFTER

(Sorry about the dishtowels - they look like they are taking over my oven!)

While de-cluttering the kitchen in attempts to take these after pictures, Bruce bopped around the opposite corner of the island where I could not see him and wizzed (he had been taken outside 10 minutes prior). As I went around the island to check on my REALLY-Really-really cute puppy, I stepped in his little surprise.  Oh dog.  You did not.  Not after all of this potty training we have done.  He was then demoted to on REALLY-Really-really cute. 

Thinking he had it out of his system, after cleaning the unsanitized portion of the floor, and then sticking my foot in the sink to wash off, I look behind me to see Bruce make another puddle on my rug.  Foot still in the sink mind you.  What the freak dog!?  Demoted again to REALLY-Really-really cute.  As I go to grab him to take him out, he runs, and as he runs, he wizzes on the third side of the island.  How much can he pee!?  HOLY CRAP!  He has lost all his really really's and is only sorta-kinda-maybe cute (maybe in the morning).  Mr. S came and took him away for a nice long walk so I could cool off.

Moral of the story, apparently a dog can cry for attention. Give it to him regardless of how the kitchen looks. 

A Funny Friday Five....

Sometime during my internet adventures this week I found passiveaggressivenotes.com (clearly this schools out for the summer thing has left me with some  extra time on my hands).  Although I found almost everything on the site funny, nothing beat the notes left by disgruntled kiddos to their parents.  Thought I'd pass on the hilarity......

(No Love!)

And the best for last:

(Holy cow, they almost COST THE LIFE OF BOB! - whoever this kid is, I love him already)

Because I WANT To, That's Why.

I am out of school for the summer. 

YYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYY!

I could not be more thrilled about the possibility of finishing things that have been put off now that I no longer owe my soul to studying.  Can I get a whoop-whoop!?

The summer to-do list situation is as follows:

1) Commence home decorating.  Starting with the bathroom I use to get ready.

I bought this shower curtain:

I needed some color in my life, so I bought a sunshine shower curtain.

I really want to put these things in the bathroom to incorporate the yellow:

(On a much smaller scale..... design cred Caitlin Wilson Designs)

(Jamali Gardens)

And, one or two of the following prints from Lisa Golightly.  I found her on Etsy, and think she is fabulous!

2) Teach Bruce Almightly sweet tricks.  For instance, if I said "Kill the Nazis" he would crawl on ground like he was sneaking into a Nazi camp.  I've heard of a dog actually doing that.  Love it.

and;

3) I know my blog has become a weight complaint zone at times.  I'm sorry.  I have lost 8.5 pounds on weight watchers in last 6 weeks.  I am really happy about that, and it's not easy, but I'm feeling pretty good.  I understand the fundementals of loosing weight, so obviously that is not the issue.  My problems reside in my belief system, and my relationship with food.  I am using my time off this summer to understand what I am trying to fill with food, and change my copping mechanisms. 

I am so stoked for the summa!  Wahhooooo!

Oh Where Oh Where Could My Baby Be.....?

My husbands version of this song went something like this as I overhead it from our bedroom on Sunday morning:

Oh where oh where could my garments be?

My wife took them away from me...

She doing laundry so I can't find them nooowwww

humma humma humma hummmmmmmm hum hum....

No worries, he got them back.  To induce new versus, maybe I should hide them more often?