gala garage sale

you may not know it but i was once a great actress. i acted in a short film produced by some dude in an exotic location... justin's driveway. i was 10, maybe 11. those days were great. the film was all about a garage sale. all i remember is it ended with my character putting a broken tennis racket over her husband's head and walking off stage left. or was it stage right? either way, it was up for an award, at the elementary school. we didn't win. i'm sure we lost out to some kid more popular. probably some current doctor or military man with great honor. i'm just an accountant. maybe i should have stuck to acting.

one week from today and i'll be heading south east to the great state of north carolina. (go heels) i can't wait. no one needs a vacation more then me. well at least not in my eyes right now. the drive may be tough, 18 hours in a car. eek. but there will be many laughs, many heart to hearts, and of course nibs. what's a road trip without nibs? i'm hoping to find some time this trip to get a sun burn, read 3-5 books, and laugh. a lot. there are great expectations on this trip for laughing. life in the real world is so damn serious. life on vacation best not be. it'll be fun to party with the girls one last time before they have to grow up and go to college and be real adults. well at least to appear to be real adults. pretty sure 3-4 of them will never really grow up on the inside, at least i hope not. whether they become lawyers or nurses or hell, bums on the side of the street, they'll go places. i just know it.

of course when i was 10 i thought i was going to be a great actress or an author at least. i'm 26. i'm an accountant.

does anyone read this thing? let's be honest. i feel like i can swear and write all kinds of mean things i don't mean right now because hell, no one will ever read it anyway. instead i'm going to go back to work.

booorrrrreeeedddd

i'm at work... should be working... but i just don't wanna. it's the day before a holiday and i'd much rather be home in bed. or at the cafe eating hashbrowns with onions and cheese and maybe a ham sunrise. yum. but nope, i'm here wasting time and space even though the work is piling up. so what if my inbox is over flowing? not it. (that will forever remind me of living in whitewater... the not it rules of life.)

last night i went to a little circus deal-o in rio. it was amazing. there were cats, yes little house cats, horses, zebras, camels, llamas, and i think that was it. how exotic is a horse? i don't know but they were part of the exotic animal portion of the show. no lie. amanda and i were enjoying it more then the kids i think but that's ok. i have pictures but i haven't loaded them yet... circus pictures yet to come.

i need sleep. it's been a long weekend and it's gonna be an even longer week. yucky.

peace out.

puppies

my puppy and my sisters puppy love each other lots.

cappy, named after the brewer player dude... whom is hot... and she's cute so it works.

savanah named after well nothing but she's my dog and i love her just the same.

my week... in a nutshell

let me sum up my week...

bought a house... yippee... we'll be living in Rio- closing August 6th

chris started his last week at associated

chris found out he can transfer closer to rio then his "new" job would be

chris goes to interview on wednesday

chris worries about letting down his "new" employer and weighs the benefits of staying with his current bank and decides he'd like to take a new route after all

FRIDAY- Chris decides to take the transfer and starts MONDAY!

so now, being Friday afternoon- we're packing up and moving to my parents for a month! (Three weeks sooner then originally planned.)

My little sister got a new puppy, Cappy -named after the Brewers pitcher! She's adorable but I was looking forward to having a lazy Saturday morning with her and our dogs but now I have to spend it packing. yucky. pretty sure that doesn't sound like much fun. so we'll see... maybe we'll just move our clothes this weekend and wait for everything else. who knows.

i'm very excited for chris to be able to stay with his job and i'm also very excited to be living in rio. i wish we could move right into our new house. our house doesn't feel like ours anymore and we don't have another one yet so it sort of feels like we're homeless. savanah is starting to feel the pressure too... she's not herself at all.

well i should get something productive done... lots to do and not lots of time!

moving

we found a house... but someone else found it first. we really liked it and put in an offer only to find out they accepted someone else's. i feel mostly bad for chris because he really liked the house and was already planning where to put the furniture. there's another house we might go look at but it's so close to the railroad tracks. it won't bother me but it might bother him. poor guy... i feel bad for him.

we're moving to a storage unit for awhile until we can find a house. living out of storage sucks already and only half our house is there.

this is going to be a long process.

yippee.

What's next??

well the house is sold. i'm both glad and scared. not sure what comes next. i guess a job for my husband would be nice. then a new house. maybe the baby carriage? no that's where i draw the line. chris has some jobs in mind and an interview set up for one this friday. we move in july. i'm gonna miss target 2 mins away, food everywhere, my lil sista and joey, but most of all i'm gonna miss quiet afternoons. right now no one pops in to visit. no one really visits for that matter. i liked it for awhile then got lonely but now i think i'll miss it. you know walking around naked and stuff. can't do that when mommy and mommy in law live near by. (i've never walked around my house naked but now i wish i had.)

i hate how my husband keeps going back and forth on buying a new house. yes he wants one. no he doesn't. he wants to live in town. in the country. in rio. in portage. i just want some guidelines to start looking.

lately i've been remembering my pre-21 days. ya know, drinking in fields, sneaking alcohol. gosh that's fun. i want a camp fire to sit around and drink beer and pass out on a sleeping bag under the stars. waking up freezing and hung over. chugging a mt dew and some pepto to get home by 7 am and not get in too much trouble. then there's the talking quiet and in code when everyone knows what you're talking about but for some reason it feels ok like that. i wanna be 19 for a weekend. 1 weekend. that's all i ask.

life is ok right now. really really ok.

he's busy

so my long lost friend has been found. i guess he's been working a lot. why he couldn't pick up the phone on his way to work is beyond me. but he's sorry and he's apologetic and i'm so happy to just know he's not mad at me.

this is t n i on his birthday. weird how we met. through his ex-girlfriend. i'm happy they dated though or i never would have met my best friend. can you imagine living life without a best friend. scary. (sure my sister is my other best friend... but you know what I mean.)

so anyway... i'm glad to have finally heard from him... i feel so much better. i guess i can go to cali a little less stressed and just look forward to next week when we're going to get together (hopefully) and catch up on the last month and a half. love ya t.

some friends truly are forever.