Why Am I Even Reading This?

I definitely need fashion advice from Marilyn!

I always find myself reading something on the internet, in a magazine or even in the store, getting really into it & then realizing it has nothing to do with me or my situation.  I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gotten all worked up about the price of something in the store, only to realize that I don’t even buy that product!  Just now, I was anxiously awaiting for something to load on the internet about child sensory activities & found myself getting mad when it was taking forever.  I DON’T EVEN HAVE A CHILD!  Why was I getting all worked up about it?

This probably could also be said about blogs.  Back in the day, I had a LiveJournal (remember those?) & one of the only comments that I ever received on that stupid journal was one calling me a “stalker”.  But, aren’t we all stalkers?  I mean, I’m out there reading your blog, which has nothing to do with me, commenting about your life & it’s all good?  Or, in the case of my anonymous LiveJournal comment, I’m out there reading something you wrote, which may or may not have been the way it actually went down & I’m going to sit behind my computer screen & not even be decent enough to tell you my name, but tell you that you are stalking someone else.

Does this confuse anyone else?

Dueling Pianos #bucketlist

 

One of the things on my bucket list is to see a performance of dueling pianos.  It doesn’t have to be anyone famous playing the pianos or anything; any dueling pianoing will do.  I came close to seeing this piano extravaganza a few years ago & it’s been haunting me ever since!  I will find these pianos of duel & I will see them!

  Also:  dueling banjos.  I may or may not have seen this live.  My family is a very musical bunch & they get together to jam sometimes, so I may have seen this, but I was too young to remember.

Color Love #6

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That time I got punched in the chest…

by my husband.  (It wasn’t on purpose)

The other night, I was LOLing at gifs on my laptop while lying on the couch & decided it was time to put that shit away, so I tried to get up & got stuck midway.  I said my hubby’s name & all of a sudden, he bolted up to see what was wrong (he was sleeping & I didn’t even expect him to wake up, let alone bolt up to my rescue).  He looked at me in my stuck situation & told me to give him the laptop & he’ll take care of it.  I gave it to him along with my my little stand thing that I use with it & my mouse.  Once he has everything & is standing over me, the laptop slides of the stand & onto my chest from about 5 feet in the air.  Awesome.  I just got punched in the chest by a laptop.  I tried to tell my mom that my husband punched me in the chest, but she didn’t believe me.

My Mom Is The Back Up Bidder For My House

Something kind of funny for today…

Apparently, my mom is the back up bidder for the house that I wanted?

(Is that my mom in the window?!)

When we submitted our offer, we went through a different real estate agent/company from who was “offering” the sale.  You know how you see the real estate sign out front with the number to call for information & stuff?  Well, we went with our own agent.  It used to be that you HAD to go with the company that offered it, but they changed the rules a few years ago & you can go with whoever you want.  Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that the people who presented the listing had no idea who we were.

My mom calls up the people who presented the listing & inquires about the property.  They tell her that an offer has been accepted & gave her the amount of the offer.  They then proceed to call my mom like 3 more times & told her that if the offer fell through, they’ll be sure to let her know & if they could do anything else for her in the property department to let them know.

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

I actually submitted an offer the first time & now I have to worry about my mom swooping in & taking this property away from me should it be offered for sale again?

Haha.  It’s funny because my mom wouldn’t do that to me because she’s my mom, but the real estate company doesn’t know that & how many other people have they told the same thing to? 

It’s such a cutthroat thing to buy a house!

Color Love #5

 

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Vanilla Caramel Spiced Chai Tea

Can we talk about longest blog title ever?  Or not.

I love tea.  I also love adding all kinds of stuff to my tea.

For this drink, I brewed a cup of spiced chai tea in my Keurig & then added sugar, french vanilla creamer & caramel creamer.

It was awesome.