Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Roooommmmbbbaaa!
Yay! We got a Roomba! This one! I love it! But, it took some work boys and girls. Hard work.
So, as you all know, Hubby is super cheap. When I first explained the concept of the Roomba to him, the wonderful-ness of it all was lost on him. It didn't help that the stupid thing cost about 6 times what he was willing to pay for any sweeping/vacuuming device.
He was in charge of purchasing our last vacuum cleaner. It requires a bag. When the vacuum bag got full I asked him where he put the other bags. He looked at me blankly. Then he explained to me, very slowly and in great detail, that he did not buy any bags. Why would he, when they gave him one with the vacuum, and you can just keep emptying that one over and over? Duh.
Yeah, so it took some work. I started out by asking. Then proceeded on to whining, begging, wheedling, crying, and yelling. Nothing worked. Until today.
We had to go to the office so I could drop some conference stuff off. Hubby administered a poll while in the office. Everyone agreed that we should have a Roomba, except the one lone male (i.e.-idiot) that works there.
Hubby told me that LJ had his back. I asked him how much help LJ would be with his back if I had already ripped his head off.
We bought a Roomba!
Sunday, May 28, 2006
I'm Back!
Hubby and I have all of our stuff in the new condo, as of the 17th.
These past few weeks have been spent painting, going to conferences, trying to unpack, trying to spend quality time with the Hubby, trying to keep up some form of a social life, and trying to rest up for the next round of crap to do.
So not much is going on right now.
Ttthhhhhhbbbbbbppppppttttt.
But! We have our computer back up and running! I won't mention that the computer is set up on our kitchen table. Oh, oops.
I am exhausted right now, but I wanted to post for the sake of posting. I think that blogger may have actually given me up for dead.
Hopefully I will be able to post more (intelligently) now. I am sure that I will need frequent breaks from unpacking and trying to figure out everything's new place. And, if I get really lucky, I will be able to figure out how to post my pictures on my old hard drive of what this place looked like before we got a hold of it. But we'll see. Try not to get too excited about either of these things. Most likely neither will happen.
Oh well.
Monday, May 08, 2006
Mamma Mia
This weekend my dad and I went to Long Island for a conference. We flew in on Thursday, and went to Manhattan Thursday night to see a show on Broadway. We saw Mamma Mia. It was really really good. The music is by Abba, and I like Abba a lot, so it was great for me!
At intermission, my dad asked me how I liked the show. I said that it was great, but a little strange. He wanted to know what was strange about it. Well, there is this one scene where a bunch of guys in wet suits and flippers are dancing around. That's pretty strange. He explains that this is part of the whole 70's thing, and that it's not strange, it's good. Okay.
The opening scene of the second act is a dream sequence. The performers are dressed in swimwear. They are wearing black light activated swimming goggles. They are wearing swim caps with flowers (a la synchronized swimming.) A man comes out wearing a wedding dress. I lean over to dad and said: "you don't find this strange?" He just laughs.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Okay, I Lied...
I guess I won't post for comments. Because right after I posted my last post, in posty-post land, (is anyone else tired of the word 'post'?) I got mega-busy. Kick my heiny, and your heiny, busy.
Okay...Some stories for y'all. 1st, as Min put it in the comments section of my last post, I did walk her around Barnes & Noble like she was my retarded sister. I don't quite remember how this started, but I do clearly remember standing at the cafe cash register fighting with her over who was paying for coffee. Now if you know Min at all, (most of you don't, so I will fill you in) she tries to pay for everything. Seriously. If I said to her that I was having a hankering for an in-home live performance by Dave Matthews, she would reply something like this: "I don't really dig Dave Matthews, but that sounds cool. Let me pay!"
No sweetie. You don't need to pay. So anyway, we are at the cafe, and I am tired of fighting with her over the coffee. She tries the slick maneuver of just pulling out her wallet, but I promptly smack it out of her hands. So then she goes to pick it up and continues to try to pay! (Hello? Learning curve?) So I snatch said wallet out of her hands and toss it in my purse until the coffee is good and paid for by me, and then return it to her. Sheesh.
We had a lot of fun that weekend! It was awesome to catch up!
And then the rest of the crap came pouring down. I had a conference last weekend. Yippee! All by self! But anywho, as soon as that was over I drove back home. Hubby and I were being let into our new condo a bit early, (Sunday), so we went to Lowe's Saturday night to pick out paint. Let me just abridge this story by saying that things did not go well at Lowe's.
Okay, so I get up bright and early Sunday morning ready to get my paint on. I love to paint. Seriously. Our realtor met me at the condo to give me the key, and then he helped me to unload stuff. He stayed around and chatted for a bit. At the point when I was getting my paint brushes ready, he asked me if I was planning on using the 1/2" paintbrush on the whole house. I made some kind of noise to imply 'no stupid', but inside I was squirming. I don't think it would have been much better for me if I explained that I was planning on using my 2" brush to paint the majority of the house. Britney came over yesterday and asked me what in the world I was going to do with a 4" roller. Well, I have smooth walls which need to be rolled. When I explained this to her, she looked at me like I was the plank I am, and told me that there are bigger rollers available. I told her something to the effect that my arm gets way tired with a bigger roller. (She wasn't buying.) The truth is, I like the smaller roller. I can take the time that I need and use the control and.....Okay, you're right. I'm anal.
Anywho, I have been painting since Sunday, pretty much all day everyday, until today. Today I got over there and I wasn't feeling too hot. And I am flying out tomorrow for another conference, and I need to be feeling well. So today was a short day.
I know this all kind of sounds pretty straightforward, and you are probably wondering why I am whining about being worn out. But trust me when I say that a million minor tragedies have occurred between Sunday and now. I just don't have the strength to type them out now. And even if I did, I wouldn't, because you guys would fall asleep reading about me yammering on about this that and the other.
And, no pics right now. Because I still can't figure out how to bring them up from my slave drive. We will have most likely moved again by the time I figure out how to get the stupid house pictures on my blog. Sorry.