Back to emotional wreck

I know I just posted moments ago, but after I got my make up on, guess who called... Adam. I answered and he began with how sorry he was for getting irritated with me earlier!!! Oh my gosh, I have the best husband ever (yes, I did tell him he did nothing wrong and I was just crazy girl right now)

I win the award...

Let me begin by saying that this blog is not helping my stress level. This morning Adam called and needed me to rush over and do something (will discuss further in a moment) and I was so upset because I have so much to do. On the way home I realized, um Jessica, you were reading blogs when Adam called. HELLO! I don't think blog reading will help you get moved or get your classroom ready. I have issues.

Not that I have the feeling too many guys read my blog, (let's be honest here. My blog is pink. I write about mascara and bridesmaid drama.)but just in case, here's a warning to the males, skip this one. However innappropriate even girls might find this, it has to be said. During that "wonderful time" I turn into super bitch (also, please excuse my lack of a better term). It's like in an instant I run into that phone booth and plow out with a huge SB on my pink leotard and reak havack on anyone I come in contact with. I also appologize in advance for the reoccuring mentions of Adam. Look, I am newly married, cut me some slack (omg, that was bitchy too, wasnt it?) So I am at my computer reading blogs and having a generally lovely time. Then Adam calls... he needs me to run over to the office and pick up something to fax while I am at school today. Of course I hadn't even considered taking a shower or getting ready yet, so like a good wife I just run to the car in my p.j.'s to meet him. On the drive, I turn onto the road I know it is either on, or right off of. I call Adam. No answer. I drive, I call Adam. No answer. I drive some more, I call Adam. No answer. For the love of cookies, answer the phone! I reach the end of the road right as he calls. It's too late... I'm now in bitch mode. I immediately starting getting on his case about not answering the phone as I tried to tell him where I was. He vaguely knew, and tried to direct me to the office. All the while, I am yelling obscenities into the phone at him because he can't give me adequate directions. It is now his fault that I was cursed with the ability to get lost in a paper bag. (I am not kidding. I am directionally challenged. It's quite tragic) So I'm talking on the phone to Adam, making crazy weaves and turns, and I eventually find the office. I pulled up and of course he asked what was wrong... bad move. I told him EXACTLY what was wrong - he sucked at giving directions (well, in so many words). He handed me the fax and said "okay, I'll see you later." To this my response was "YOU'RE WELCOME!!" I don't think Adam will be rushing home after work today. Anyway, we all know that right after you have the bitch fest, you have the emotional break down. This happened as soon as I got home. I got online to finish my blog reading and read Tassie's blog. I started crying. Then, I realized how horrible I was to the man who, just last night, helped me cut out giant bananas for my school bulletin board. I am a horrible wife. I cry more. Ugh, what the crap? I just want to pick an emotion and go with it, ya know? I now think I am back to my SB role. I have the feeling that people at school who have read this will be avoiding me later when I show up. "Oh crap, here she comes! Look away, look away!" Well, I did manage to get my shower so now I suppose I need to get my face on and head to school to actually get something accomplished. For all of you who might see me today, I pray for your sake I am back to "emotional wreck" instead of the above mentioned.

Productivity

Today has been extremely productive. Adam was totally stressed out last night with all of the things he had to do (in turn making me extremely stressed; but we all know I worry about everything anyway, so that wasn't much of a change) so he took off work today to get stuff done. He started by getting his car tag taken care of this morning, then we had to go to the district office to drop off paperwork for me to change my name on all the stuff, then went to school for him to meet Ms.Lynn, Mrs. Lisa, and Ms. Mosley and for me to discuss the issue about the wedding. Well two of the lovely ladies weren't there so we headed to the DMV for me to get my new Mississippi license. Surprisingly, the lady there was super nice. And yes, I am saying this because she let me retake my picture. I mean, if I have to carry something around with my picture on it and show it to everyone, its nice to have one where I don't look like I went to the DMV in the midst of a wind storm. So cool how you get your license that day in Mississippi. In Alabama they give you a pretty little blue paper license until the real one comes in the mail. I got my license renewed one time and when I got back to Mississippi they carded me for something. I handed them that and they laughed at me! The lady goes "Um, mam, this is not a license. This is a blue piece of paper." I tried to explain how things were done where I was from, but apparently she thought I was crazy. Totally random - back to what I was saying. After the DMV we had to go to the Columbus Air Force base for Adam to update his DEERS (I have no idea what this is so dont even ask). I had to get a military ID made (so cool!) and NOW that he updated that stuff, we can apply for insurance with the army. Ugh, you have to go through so much to get married and live in this country. In the beginning I told Adam that if he ever cheated on my I would divorce him... not necessarily the case now. You couldn't pay me to go through all this crap again. Well, after this we headed back to school and I finally got the wedding situation resolved (however the bride-to-be is a little perturbed with me). THEN we headed home to look at car insurance. (I can't believe you people are still reading this, even I am getting bored with all the stuff we had to do today.) Got that taken care of and now I am about to cook dinner.

My dad is a big hunter so our freezer is full of venison. I love to cook, but can't say that I have any super recipes for deer. I looked on the internet and found one that looks interesting so we'll see what happens. Honestly, even if it tasted like doo doo Adam would eat it. One of the many things I love about this man. He was in the army and got deployed so pretty much anything I make will be better than those MRE's he had to eat for 3 years. And not to mention we are still in that honeymoon phase where he is still worried about my feelings and would tell me any meal tasted fabulous.

We are also moving this week. Oh the joys. We aren't even packed yet. I need like 5 of me to run around and do all the stuff that needs to be done. Speaking of, have you ever seen Multiplicity? Oh my goodness, so funny. Michael Keeton as number 4 (or was it 3... ) is the most hilarious thing I have ever seen. If you haven't seen this, you must go rent it. Sorry, I don't know what is with all the tangents today. I typcially try to keep my blogs organized and on point, however today I am trailing off on all sorts things. Guess my mind is just going like 100mph right now. So back to what I was saying, we hope our new place is still going to be ready Friday. My parents are coming down that night and Adam's parents are coming Saturday morning to help us with everything. It will be soooo nice to have everything in one place and get settled. I feel like a bag lady right now trying to find stuff. I have lost a shoe in the midst of this craziness. How do you lose a shoe?? I mean, you wear two of them, you take two of them off, you put two of them away. It's not that complicated. I however, have managed to wear two of them, take two of them off, and put ONE of them away.

Blog commercial

If you dont like commercials, you might want to skip this blog. As I was putting on my fab mascara this morning, I was thinking, if one of my friend found an awesome product/store, I'd want to know about it. You might not give a hoot about what I use or where I shop, but I'm just going to humor myself and share 10 of them...

1. Sugar Free Red Bull - Anyone who knows me is not surprised this is first on the list. People at my new school asked what was wrong if they didn't see one in my hand in the morning. In addition to tasting like heavenly sweet-tarts, they really do up your metabolism.

2. Rimmel glam eyes mascara - I'm sure I am not the only woman out there who has been on the quest for the perfect mascara. I hate those people who are blessed with naturally long, voluminous lashes. Mine are stubs. Seriously, I have the worst eyelashes in history. I have tried all kinds of products, but on my last journey to Wal-Mart I picked this one up. It totally rocks. Long lashes and no clumps.

3. Keens - Some of you might have seen me sporting these unusual shoes. I'm telling you - they might not look high fashion super cute, but they are AWESOME. I don't know if I am falling into the trap of the typical teacher who searches for comfortable shoes, but I would so wear these everyday. They are super comfy and (I'm sure this doesnt apply to a lot of you), but if you are wading through the creek you'll love the clumsy girl guard. I am notorious for injuring myself and these shoes have a rubber thingy that goes over your toes so you can't stub them on rocks! Its like a tennis shoes and a sandal bunched into one. Its a tandle and its awesome.

4. Welch's fruit snacks (berries n' cherries) - I am hypoglycemic so I have to keep stuff in my purse when my sugar gets low. These squishy gummies of goodness knock the edge of a sugar plunge. They are only 80 calories a pack and I think give you 100% of your vitamin C intake for the day. Dont quote me; I am out right now or I would double check the box.

5. Blistex silk and shine - This chapstick is super wonderful. It has an SPF 15 and really makes your lips feel sensational. Adam likes the way it tastes too. I mean, he doesn't eat it (that would be so funny."Hey honey while your at the store can you pick up some oreos and blixtex silk and shine?") Its just better when he kisses me that he doesn't taste wax.

6. McAlisters cesar salad - I am a cesar salad fanatic. If you haven't tried the one at McAlister's you dont know what you are missing. Other places with awesome ones are Red Lobster, Logans, and Ricatoni's.

6. Old Navy - Listen, I am working on a teacher's salary. This means funds are LOW. I can go into any Old Navy and find at least one thing I have to buy.

7. TJ Maxx - Oh my gosh, I wish I had a million dollars to spend in this store. And, with the prices, that would buy a lot. You can buy everything here. Looking for a new shower curtain - thye've got it. Need a cute pair of shoes - look no further. Have to have a cute serving platter for your party - its here. Its like a mini Wal-Mart but with way better stuff.... and no freezer section.

8. Adam's Acer laptop - I bought a Toshiba one in college and it is horrible. I had never heard of the Acer brand, but it is very cool. He's had it for a long time and not a single problem out of it.

9. Bath and Body Works Midnight Pomegranate body splash - No, I didn't buy this because of the sudden pomegranate craze. It was on sale when I went into the store so I bought it. It smells like perfection in a bottle. I know all people aren't fans of the pomegranate smell, but I think its very spiffy.

10. Dove moisture therapy replenishing mist - My hair gets super dry with all of the heat styling I do. Found this great stuff at Wal-Mart and I swear by it now.

Hope you have found one or two new things you might like to try. Also, if you know of something fantastic, please share! I'm always looking for "the perfect ____".

Life is good

Let's try this again... I typed out a whole blog ealier this evening only to lose internet connection, in turn losing everything I typed. Adam is calling me a SERIOUS dork for getting on here again to blog. So, obviously Adam made it home safely. Earlier tonight as I was sitting on the couch watching a movie with him drinking my momosa, I realized how blessed I am. Yes, I rant and rave about all of the drama I encounter, but I really am lucky. Adam plays a big part in those feelings. HOWEVER, yesterday I think I coulda slapped him.... let me explain

Adam has had the same cell phone since I met him. Good phone, but it has finally gone to poop. The only way he can hear is to put it on speaker and turn it upside down to listen and talk. Yes, it is hilarious. Anyway, as soon as he got back of course we went to get him a new phone. Well, his contract was up on the one he shares with his family, so we (well, he) had to debate on whether to renew on theirs, or get put on mine. We went to the place by Giggleswick and there was a really nice guy who helped us; very feminine, but helpful nonetheless. I felt bad for the guy... here he is sitting behind a desk listening to Adam explain to his dad (for 30 minutes!) the details of staying on their contract or getting on mine. After several annoyed looks and I think one instance of putting my head on the table, he finally got off the phone. During this half hour he was on the phone, he decided he wanted an iphone.... which this place did not carry. Arrrggghhh! Yes, I was upset with Adam, but I felt super sorry for the lady man who had to sit there and listen to all of it for nothing. We buckled up and headed to the other store by Kroger. Much better experience here. The lady that helped us, Pam I think, totally reminded me of Mrs. Lynn. If you ever go to this ATT location, ask for Pam. She is super fun. Well, we spent about an hour and half there transferring his number to my account. After it was all said and done Pam handed us a card with Adam's new number... yes, thats right, NEW number. We thought we were going through all this hooplah so he could KEEP his number. I wont even go into why this wasnt do-able.

Dont forget that this was suppoed to be our Red Lobster night. As you can imagine, after this ordeal we were hardly up for driving an hour to Tupelo. We walked outside the store and decided to eat good in the neighborhood since it was in sight. Don't get me wrong, we love Applebee's. Eat there a lot actually. Although, I dont know if we will now. The waitress (not ours) totally hated on me! (Yes, I just said hated. I'm sorry, I just don't know another way to describe it) So our waiter asked if I would like something to drink and I ordered a strawberry-mango swirl margarita. Adam and I drank it while we were waiting on our salads (he wanted to order one, but thought it was too girly). Well, as we were eating our salads the waiter asked if I would like another so I said yes. A few minutes later another waitress came to our table to deliver my therapy and, no joke, said "Whoa, already going for number two huh?" WHAT?! It was like she was insinuating alcoholism or something. I mean, crap, if you just sat there for two hours listening to your husband explain the ins and outs of a cell phone plan to your father-in-law who is taking notes on everything you might feel like throwing a few back yourself lady. Geez, I should've just said "I'm a teacher" and left it at that. Don't think I will be going to Applebee's website anytime soon to check out the videos. Not that I ever would. I mean, you know you have hit rock bottom when you have nothing to do except get on the internet and watch strangers eat. (In case you were unaware, Applebee's has this thing where you can like upload videos or pictures of you and friends "eating good in the neighborhood to their website". No, I didnt find this out during my periodic check of Applebee's website. They said it during an Applebee's commercial.) Crap, I bet I have given them business now. I'm sure you are all opening a new tab to see this craziness. Its funny though, everytime we eat there all I can think about is the movie Waiting. If you have not seen this movie and enjoy Applebee's or any of the other similar chain restuartants, don't. It ruined them for a long time for me. I mean, I had major mashed potato trauma after this film.

I feel like my first blog was funnier... the one that got deleted. Maybe it was the momosa that has since worn off. Oh well, Tassie thinks I'm funny. And we all know you just need that one friend who finds you amusing. Life is good.

Homecoming

Well, mom just left. We had a FABULOUS time packing all my stuff. Of course she had to go all Marrie Barrone on me and do my laundry, dishes, etc. I was like, Mom, I am perfectly capable of doing this.... didn't help. She rode in my car with me this morning to go get some more boxes and was like "I dont know how you stand to ride in this car Jess. It is absolutly filthy." Ahh, the joys of mom visiting. She got angry with me because we went to two places to ask for boxes and they didn't have any, so I told her Adam and I could just get some. She said "well, whatever. I came down here to help, but if you don't want me snooping in your life, fine." Poor mom, she doesn't know what to do with herself without a child to take care of anymore (I'm the only one). Its been rough on her and dad since I got married I think. Well, dad for sure. He used to call once or twice a week to check in on me, but since I said "I do" poor guy has called everyday. He will tell me about what they are having for dinner and say "yeah, if you lived in town, you could just come over and eat...". He's so sad to lose his little girl. Dad and I have a special connection so I know its hard for him to think of me all grown up and married.

Well enough sadness, there is much to celebrate!! My hubby is on his way home as we speak! YAY!!! For all of you who are tired of hearing my talk about Adam, too bad! haha. (If it's that boring you can scroll through this paragraph). I was only able to spend a week with him after we got back from the honeymoon, so I am anxious to spend time together as a real married couple. We still have a lot of packing to do, but today we are just going to relax and spend time together. He said he wanted to take me to Red Lobster tonight in Tupelo so that should be fun. I know Red Lobster isnt the creme de la creme of restuarants, but I LOVE it! (oh my gosh - the garlic cheddar biscuits... can you say heavenly?!) I could eat seafood everyday for the rest of my life and be happy (well, they would have to throw some mac and cheese into the mix). Hence, another reason I want to live at the beach so badly. I am obsessed with the beach. I love everything about it. Adam used to be a cold weather guy (he has a snowboard and loves doing that and skiing and stuff), but I think I have converted him. Maybe he's just a super husband and is tired of me repeating "I want to live at the beach...sniff sniff..." so he said he would enjoy it. He has said that it would be fun doing resort design (not sure if I mentioned he's in school for landscape architecture and contracting). One of his professors used to live in the bahamas and work and I think he has gotten Adam super excited about it. Yay for me! Life in the bahamas would be very good. I'm sure we would also inherit a lot of "good friends" who suddenly want to come visit us. Well, we'll see what God has in store.

Other than waiting on Adam, not much to talk about. Just had to share my excitement with someone - forgive me. One last woo-hoo and I'm off to... I dunno, do something to occupy my time til he shows up. WOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOO!

Facelift!

So, who doesnt love Karen Mock. If you don't know this gal, you should. She is totally hilarious (Has anyone else noticed that I work with so many funny people?) I was reading her blog today and she so kindly explained how she got her cute background. I tried it out... not sure if this will be THE ONE, but it works for now. The only bad thing is that once you upload the code, it deletes all your widgets. I know, a widget? What the crap. But it seriously is the word they use to describe all the little extra thingies on your blog. (Adam called me in the midst of this renovation and accused me of being a computer nerd... well, yea! What else am I supposed to do when he gets to be Rambo?) Anyway, the point is, once you get all your pictures up to see how you like it, it takes them all off if you chage the background. I just didnt have time to deal with all that this morning. Its already 9:32 and I am sitting at my computer un-showered and in my p.j's.

People, you will never believe what was on my porch this morning. So in an earlier post I told you all about my run in with the target comforter. I never got the first one, but did get the second one.... low and behold, as I crossed the street this morning (Yes, I have to sleep at Adam's house so Indi doesnt unknowingly commit doggie suicide by devouring roach bait) I saw a big box in front of my door. I took it inside and what do you think it was - yes, my comforter. The info on the outside was all dingy like it had been out in the weather. I'm thinking that it must have been delivered to the house next door and when the new people moved in, they were kind enough to bring it over. Anyway, now I am faced with an ethical question. Do I take it back to Target and explain or do I return it and get a gift card? My heart is absolutely telling me to just give it back to them.... then that little evil voice in my head says "You are poor. Return that thing and get the gift card! You have dealt with drama, this is just a little serendipity to show the universe occassionally falls in your favor." Thoughts anyone? Am I horrible for having this evil voice? Okay, I think I am just going to give it back to them and explain. Darn my conscience...

I really need to get off this thing and head to school to get some work done. Mom is coming later tonight so I have to have time to clean before she gets here. In case you havent met my mother, the easiest way to describe her is Marie Barrone. I am a faithful watcher of Everybody loves Raymond and my mother couldn't be more like Marie (except she is way cuter). My life immitates that show in so many ways is scary... well enough with that, I am seriously going to get ready now. Enjoy the day blog readers!

I'm so buying one... you want one too?

Well, its official... I curse myself. I don't know how I do it! When God handed out talents, he saw me and was like "oh, this will be so funny. I'm gonna make this girl do crazy stuff that will cause her immense stress. And then- here's the best part -I'm going to make her THINK everything is back to normal, then WHABAM! More saga! Oh yes, that will be her talent." Yes, I jest, I know its all my own fault with these stupid brain farts. Anyway, let me fill you in on the drama that is my life.

So my friend Laura asked me to be in her wedding forever ago. She hadnt set a date yet and I was still working at my old school and was clueless as to what I would being doing the next year. Anyway, so I'm super busy working on my wedding, going on the honeymoon, writing thank you notes, trying to figure out a place to live, all that stuff. I went on doing all these things thinking that school started August 1st (why I had this date in my head I have no idea). Then, I was messing around on the computer a few days ago and realized the kids dont start until the 7th! That means her wedding (in Jackson) is on the second day of school! AAAHHH. How could I be so retarded??!! I cant ask off that day! I mean how awesome would that be, "um excuse me Ms. Principal, I know you took a crazy chance hiring me, and I know this is my one chance to make a good impression and show I am a good teacher (after all the stuff last year), but I'm gonna need to take the second day of my NEW job off. Okay? Oh the kids? I can leave them with the BRAND NEW assistant I have. Sure, he doesnt know ANYTHING about this school, but maybe he won't lose too many of them. " No way! So I called my mom bawling... my poor mom, all she gets are the "woe is me" phone calls. After that and talking to a few teachers, all I could figure is just to ask if I could leave as soon as school gets out so I can try to make it to Jackson for the wedding. I will be missing the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner and the pictures, but I just pray I can at least make it to the wedding. What all this boils down to is the fact that I did it to myself. I posted earlier today that my life was so uneventful and boring.... ugh. There was also a financial matter that got all crazy today and I had to take care of it, but that is nothing to rant and rave about. I have already shared the basics of what kind of house we can afford and how broke I am, I feel that is enough for the public at this point.

I know you are all anxiously waiting to hear if anything amazing happened at Wal-Mart.... well, not really. I saw Tassie there which was totally random. She had Raelynn with her and as we walked in, Raelynn asked me where my child was. What?? Tassie explained that since I had just gotten married the next logical step is having a baby. I said "Raelynn, I dont have any kids." To this she responded, "oh sorry. Well maybe soon?" I said "well, not for a while" and she perked up and said "you'll have one soon". Oh dear... I am praying that Raelynn did not inherit her mother's "feelings". Let me side track for a moment to explain... Tassie often calls me with "feelings". She has explained that she's not psychic or anything, she just gets feelings. She predicted when Adam would propose (very scary) and has been right on about a few other things. If Raelynn follows in her footsteps and predicts children soon, I am in for a world of hurt. Not that I dont like kids- I LOVE kids. I'm a teacher for goodness sakes. I just know that if we had one now, it would be sooooo hard if Adam had to go overseas. And, not to mention the fact that he is still in school and SUPER busy. Let's all just keep our fingers crossed mother nature holds off for a few more years!

As I blog, I realize my life has done a total 180 in the past few days. I mean, before it was all "Days of our lives" and now it has digressed to "Days of the Wal-Mart". Its crazy how life can go from..... well, crazy, to seemingly uneventful. There have been no recent sagas to report, no worries of homelessness, and no Indi destruction. Like I mentioned (or did I?), Mom is coming to help me pack tomorrow - that will be fun. Two cool gals sitting in an apartment wrapping picture frames in bubble wrap. Yes, we will spice it up a little and throw some tupperware and plates into the mix. Please, dont all get jelous at once. Well, I suppose I need to get the day started. I forgot some stuff at Wal-Mart yesterday so I guess the "Days of Wal-Mart" soap opera will be a two parter.

Randomness

I know, I know, I havent blogged in a while. To my huge fan base (and by that I mean Tassie) I extend my appologies. First of all, Tassie found out the hearing loss and ringing aren't due to a tumor. Its not a tumor! YAY! I know she was super worried about this so it was a total blessing.

Adam is still gone on his little cowboy and indian training, however he comes back Saturday!!! I cant believe how much I have missed him in only two weeks! I did find that the blog helps when he is not here to vent to though. I've also been trying to keep myself busy this week working on school stuff. I walked into my room for the first time Monday and it was a little overwhelming... all the furniture was in the corner of the room and the kid's tables were turned on their side. Well, me and all my muscles were ready! I went over to one of the tables and did a little heave-ho action on it.... nothing. I couldn't even lift it. Poor little me, sitting there in the middle of 7 upturned kids tables not knowing what to do. (Cue superhero music) Tassie to the rescue! She kindly offered to come help me arrange my room (not doing much to put to rest the lesbian lover rumors... haha). So, after our work Monday and the stuff I did yesterday, its almost done. I still have some little things to do here and there and papers to file, but the bulk of it is complete. Its a little scary starting this second year teaching after all the drama I encountered last year, but I am going in optimistic. I mean, as long as no kid says they are gonna bring a gun to school and shoot everyone up it will already be better than last year! And these kids think I am totally young... granted, I am, but I had a kid in my last class tell me I couldn't be playing no kickball cause I was middle aged. Oh boy did I have some laughs. I know I will have even more this year though. Totally off subject, but I have to share a totally hilarious kid story... So when I was assisting I helped out with the after school tutoring program. There was this cute kid who had some behavior problems. Well, before tutoring started, I was cutting off his tattle tail (his teacher had tied a string to his belt loop because he kept tattling). This other boy walked by and was like, what is that string for? The behavior kid bowed up on him (yes, you learn terms like this teaching) and got in his face and said "I'm a tattle tail, boy!" This probably isnt NEARLY as funny in this post as it was being there. He was just all hard core about it and it was so funny. Well, more stories later.

I think today I will go to Wal-Mart (oh the joys!) and work on school stuff. I also told Tassie that we would hang out and do something later. Unless it involves standing on a street corner with an empty cup in my hand and a sign saying "teacher- need money", it will have to be something VERY inexpensive. I have some strangebrew gift cards, maybe we'll do coffee.

Sorry my post isnt more entertaining or witty today... kinda a slow week I guess. Maybe something awesome will happen at Wal-Mart today and I can tell you all about it tomorrow. I know, keep your fingers crossed! haha

God speaks softly; do yourself a favor and buy a hearing aid...

If God laughs, he is having a hee-haw of time at me right now. (This might be a long post, brace yourself) Let me go back a few months. (Here is where you have the diddly do and waving fingers from Wayne's World..) So Adam and I started looking for a place to rent in May. We found a great place. Two car garage, two balconies for Indi, two walk in closets - it was great. WELL... then I started thinking (Adam has warned me about this) that we could buy a house for what our rent would be at this place. AND the lady from the place called and said our place wouldnt be ready by August 1st. I decided we should begin looking for a house. Well, after we were set on buying, and found the one on White Dr. that we really liked, the lady calls back and says our place WILL be ready August 1st (AHH) I told her we were just going to buy a house and we wanted to cancel our lease. We did all that stuff, then after the house saga I discussed in earlier posts, we decided to rent. Well, we canceled our lease at the highlands so I started looking for other places. Found a place that would work for us and Indi that was 750 a month. Then I started thinking (oh no...) we were going to pay 800 at the first place and it included cable and internet (a good $100). So basically the first place was a better deal AND it had more accomodations for Indi. Went over to the highlands and as I walked in the lady said my deposit would be here Friday. I said, weeeeellll, and went on to explain the situation. She said that hadn't rented the place we wanted and we could have it back. Oh the happiness! Signed the lease (AGAIN) and walked out quite pleased with myself. So basically, we are right back where we started before this whole crazy mess began! I mean, come on, God let everything work out with the place in the beginning, then I looked for a house and God spoke through our parents saying "dont do it, dont do it" , then spoke through the lady when she said it would be ready... I just need to shut up and listen more often. (I orginially had the name of the place we got, but then I remembered Adam yelling at me when I first told him I started a blog "Jess, strangers can find out things about us! So I decided that maybe I shouldn't share our new residence with the entire cyber world)

With ALL that being said we will not be living in a box on the drill field. We may have to shack up with some friends for a week or two if the place isnt ready by August 1st, but Chris and Jess said we could stay with them. Other than not being homeless, not much is going on. Indi is still alive (always a good thing) and she hasnt chewed up anything else - but then again I havent let her in the house while I'm not there.

I solved yet another saga involving Target - again, very pleased with myself. I should discuss this for a moment so you can also see how wonderful Target's customer service is (yes, I even wrote a letter telling them how pleased I was). So I ordered this oh so cute comforter set online to match this awesome painting Jess and Chris gave us for our wedding (it is of St. Louis cathedral in New Orleans...Adam proposed in front of it) I was all excited and waited and waited for it to come in. When it never came I checked the status of it on my Target account.... it said it had been delivered. Um, no, I had been a lazy bum since we got back from the honeymoon and an oh so cute comforter set had not been placed in my hands. Sooo, I called UPS, they gave me another number. Called it and they said to call Target. Called Target. They said to check with my neighbors. Checked with neighbors, no comforter. Called Target back - the very nice woman said they would replace it with no problem. (yeah, I was shocked) So she gave me the day it would be delivered. I sat at home and waited. Then, the glorious UPS man pulled up in front of my house, but alas, he didnt bring me a package. As he pulled away I called UPS again, very concerned that some neighbor would now have TWO of my oh so cute comforter sets. They said they would have to call the driver and check on it. They called me back and said the package had been delivered. Again, UH NO! I am not holding the darn comforter in my hands! Told the lady this and she said to walk around outside.... low and behold they had delivered the package to the unit on the back of the house. I now have my comforter set and a place to live - all is right with the world.

So cool!!!

In attempts to be like Laura T, I explored a new website... mind you this is my first time playing with this (and keep in mind that I am not technologically savvy)

Did you eat the toilet paper???

So I know this is my second post today.... please don't conclude that I am a complete dork with nothing to do. I mean, its kinda true - I am just procrastinating doing school work and addressing thank you letters. So there is slight clarity in the home situation. I think we need to rent until Adam graduates. I have bored you with enough details about this house thing so I will leave it at that. Now I just have to get Adam on board with the idea....and find a place.....in three weeks.....Worried you ask? OF COURSE! Okay, I am tired of this. Moving on....

I don't think I have mentioned Adam's dog (um, I guess she's mine now too) Indianna. We call her Indi. Anyway, I have to share the drama that is Indi for a second. I went to Adam's house yesterday to check on her (on a side note, yes Adam and I still have two houses we are leasing. I cant have dogs at my place and his place is old and gross so we are going back and forth right now. Yes, it sucks.) I come in to find that I had left the bathroom door open by mistake... dun dun dun. Indi had taken out her aggressions and lonliness on roll of toilet paper.

This "aggression roll" had been strewn throughout the whole house. Immediately I started talking to her like a child. Why do people do this to their dogs? Do you ever wonder what we must sound like to them? We just assume they understand English but to them it has got to sound crazy. When we were in the Dominican on our honeymoon I would hear people speaking spanish to their dogs and I would sit and wonder if that is what it sounds like (I cant really speak or understand much spanish so it kinda sounds like vbkjroguhorh;sldhg;lg to me.... hence the reference to it sounding like English to a dog). Anyway, I thought this would be a lesson to me to keep doors shut - which I did. However, today I came over to find the remnants of a Combat roach killer bait thingy all over the couch.

Not only did that little devil eat poisonous roach bait, she got on the couch! I bet she was just sitting there on the couch all relaxed like "la la la mommy... I'm on the couch and I'm eating roach bait. Whacha gonna do?" Relax my dear dog loving friends, I immediately called my friend Bud who is in vet school and he said she would be fine. I'm keeping an eye on her right now. Hopefully nothing awful will happen. I hope this isnt an indication to Adam of what kind of mother I will be... I mean not that I would leave my child alone in the house with roach bait on the floor...Alright, enough for today. I will continue filling you in on all of my random thoughts tomorrow! Oh yeah, I get to officially change my name tomorrow!!!! Woo Hoo!!!

To buy or not to buy, that is the question

More research... No wine this time so we'll see how well this blog works as venting therapy. I am stressed to the max. Yes, getting married and planning was rough, however this house thing is waaaay worse. I am not really a fan of this growing up thing - seriously overrated. Here's the deal. Adam and I will be in Starkville for three more years (He has two years of school and he will be deployed for a year beginning next summer... I wont even get into this because its just too hard to discuss). Sooooo we are debating about buying a house. Well, I should say, we were going to buy a house until my parents suggested renting until we move somewhere else. We are looking seriously at two houses. One is out of town a little bit (Self Creek Rd.) and the other is in town on White Dr. Since I am not a modest person I will go ahead and fill in the blogger community as to our budget - $120,000. Now, in Florence, AL where I am from, this would buy a very nice home. However, in Starkvegas, it doesnt buy a whole lot. I mean we're talking 1300-1500 square feet of house circa 1980 decor.

Adam and I understand that we will need to do some work on any house in our price range. Thats fine. We are excited about that actually. My parents however, are a little in doubt as to whether we would get our money out of the house when we resell. Here are the things I have to take into consideration with this whole renting/buying dilema:

1. Adam will be gone for a year which means I will be responsible for all of the maintenance, yard work, etc.... a little scary.

2. Buying out of town would cost us more in gas and we would be a lot further from school.

3. Reselling might be a problem wherever we buy a home (and trust me when Adam graduates, we want to get OUT)

4. However, we could rent the house if it doesnt sell

5. However, if we are far away, could we be landlords?

6. Rent payments for a place to accomodate Indy (Adam's black lab) are running about $800 - about the same as a house payment.

7. However, if we bought, we would have addition costs for maintenance and we wouldn't if we rented.

8. AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!

There are also a million other things to consider and I am totally confused. This is the absolute WORST time Adam could be gone. He is in Hattiesburg at Camp Shelby playing cowboys and indians while I am here (ALONE) trying to decide on an investment that will impact the rest of our life. Hmmm, does this not seem fair to anyone else? I know he doesnt have a choice about the matter,but still, is it too much to ask for him to like fake a rare disease and come back home so we dont end up living in a cardboard box on the drill field?? A little further information, our lease is up at the end of July... as in we only have until that point to find a place to live. You see my concern. I called Adam's parents crying yesterday and being the nice people they are, they agreed to come up to Starkville today to look at the two houses and give their input. I hope this is the clarity I need to make a decision.

Ah, so it begins...

Okay... I'm not sure what professional bloggers are really thinking of this page right now. I however have found pride in myself for even understanding the questions they were asking me to set this up. I am not a very technology savvy person... is that spelled correctly? Let me look it up... hmm, guess so. I am also OCD if you cant tell. (Much like the facebook flair, I would LOVE to put those letters in alphabetical order right now) I digress - I am new to this blogging thing. I was on the phone with Tassie and she reccomended I use it as therapy (internally wondering if this was a hint that current rehabilitation strategy of calling her and rambling was becoming annoying). Just kidding, I know my friends love it when I call and talk about my surmounting stresses of becoming an adult. Who wouldn't? So after a long conversation ranging from something about a Guffman movie to loving your parents in all their craziness, I hung up and found this thingy on Laura's blog page to make your own. Before I begin, I must say that Laura T's blog is like the most hilarious thing ever. I am notorious for being intimidated and I must say that her witty rantings were a hinderance in my blogging adventure... but I felt, ya know, a not-so-witty, bored individual with a husband who is MIA should have the right to share the beauty of life too. Just in a less spiffy and entertaining way... Hmm, is this supposed to be a certain length? I wonder if I can google blog etiquette. Surely so, I google everything else. What did people do before google??? I mean, seriously. Adam and I are having dinner with Jessica and Chris (good friends of ours with the most precious baby ever, Clark), and we somehow Chris chimes in with the fact that giraffes have two hearts. Being that I know everything and was unaware of this, I had to refute. My point being, what a horrible life it must be when you have to argue about it and cant just hit the computer and say... well, google, we're in a little bit of a pickle. Can you please share your infinate wisdom and direct me to a website which will share how many hearts a giraffe has? If you are curious, yes, they only have one. So sad that Chris's fourth grade teacher told him that and he still remembers it to this day. Man, what damage will I impose on my poor second graders? I will tell them something and they bring it up twenty years later at dinner and look like an idiot. Oh, the pressure of teaching... well,that is a whole other blog. I suppose this is enough for my first post. Surprisingly I do feel much better... be it the blog or the wine we will never know. More research to follow...