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June 4th, 2009

Things my children have stolen from me that I would like back:

1) my scotch tape
2) my purple calculator, the cool smooshy one
3) my heart
4) my sanity
5) my standards for cleanliness

That’s right, it’s time for Cleaning Tips 101. (more…)

howDEE happy day

April 5th, 2009

The sun is out for the second day in a row. I had fun at Fuchsia SATURDAY at fred meyer yesterday (fuchsia saturday, how I love thee), Wacky Girl and I had our nails done today, shopped at Target and enjoyed lunch out. Now I’m going to sweep and mop the kitchen floor and sit on the porch and drink wine.

Wine that I bought at Target.

I am incredibly classy this weekend.

ps i want chocolate now not next weekend, so guess who’s getting their Easter baskets early? That’s right. Hockey God and both kids.

pss they don’t believe in the Easter bunny anymore, so it doesn’t matter.

ppss maybe Steve still believes but I sincerely doubt it.

ppsss — i will always believe in you, Easter bunny. Gimme the goodies.

IKEA, what’s up?

November 16th, 2007

Hello, fellow shoppers,

I finally went to the new Portland IKEA.

It was scary. But I did get a new bed and a box of cookies out of the deal, so that’s something. (more…)

Thursday Thirteen #118: Thirteen EXCELLENT Things About Selling Our House

November 7th, 2007

Thursday 13ers and dear, dear Usual Suspects,

Our house is going on the market soon SOON as in… maybe this month? (In my dreams.) Or possibly we’ll wait a few months.

Chores take time. And so does yardwork.

Thirteen EXCELLENT Things About Selling Our Home:

13) One word: Newcarpet. The whole house looks sunny and light now.

12) Our storage space is filling up as the house gets emptied out. Goodwill, friends, trash, storage, or Artfully Arranged: A place for everything and everything in its place. (My desk is the exception to this rule.)

11) No more picking up 800 Dr. Seuss, Little Bear and Magic Treehouse books — they’re packed.

10) Ditto 1/2 of our clothes.

9) The front yard is edged. Well. Half-edged. Our lawn is rarely edged.

8) It’s still covered with weeds, which I’m justifying for this reason: If the new owners want a nice lawn, they can pay for it themselves. If they’re going to cover it with flagstones, ground cover and zero-scaping EXCUSE ME xeriscaping, why should I bother? (Good one, eh? I love my logic when it saves me from weeding.)

7) The beds are weeded, though, and we’ve done about 1/2 the pruning.

6) I have never been so in love with my husband in my life. And honestly, I have been madly, head-over-heels with the guy since he was my neighbor down the street. He has done every single one of the projects we (and by we I mean “he”) needed to tackle. Exposed wires covered, new sprinkler system box installed, touch-up paint done, new back door.. to quote Dooce — After all that, I don’t even need a gin and tonic to get in the mood.

5) Did I mention the weather has been gorgeous in Portland, Ore.? (Trying not to jinx myself.) When it’s sunny, I am much more inclined to work in the yard, keep up with the house, go for walks with the kids… and then I get excited about moving all over again. Why? Because we’ll have a new neighborhood to walk in! Yay.

4) I think we’re going to buy Ikea bedroom furniture. Should I really splurge and spend a couple hundred bucks? Yes. I was quite enamored of my mother-in-law’s new room when we visited her in Denver last summer. Her set-up looks kinda like this. I love my futon and all but I am a grown woman now! Sick of sleeping on floor.

3) The kids are enjoying their rooms more now that they’re decluttered. They have room to play. On the floor. Did you know that bedroom floors could be used for this, and not just toy/debris/clothes storage? It’s a revelation.

2) I can find things in my kitchen now — lids to Tupperware, the corkscrew, cooky cutters — now that we’ve cleared some of it out. And the counters? It’s easier to cook, once the counters are cleared off. Again — a revelation.

1) I won’t miss the Nasty Neighbor one bit. She yelled at our carpet guys! Why? They were cutting carpet. In the street. In front of my house, which is next door to her house. She was rude to them and they were so nice about it. I apologized to them, and to their boss, too. “Yeah, people get a little strange sometimes,” one said.

Yeah, no kidding. I’ll miss most of our neighbors — especially the Nekkid Ones — but her? I try to be a decent person and rise above it. For instance, I didn’t throw a corndog at her when she yelled at the carpet guy. I haven’t called the city on her lately. I haven’t flashed her or anything. But she still insists on throwing the toxic vibe around all the time. I will step aside and let it zing right past me, as much as I can.

You know, I won’t miss her even one little bit.

Happy Thursday, everyone.


grasshopper! (my last post for them)

November 3rd, 2007

You will find it’s never too late to plan for the rest of your life, even if you’re not going anywhere over at Grasshopper. It’s the last post I will be writing for them — life has gotten too damn busy here, and I don’t want to do it half-crocked.

Well, I would like to do it half-crocked, actually, but how can I get there on half a glass of wine? I want the entire bottle or I want nothing. Understand, heart? No, it’s okay. I’m a big girl.

I’ve found a few ways to trick myself — virgin Bloody Marys (that just sounds so wrong), herbal tea, decaf coffee.

And half a glass of wine.

Carmela’s Kitchen

October 24th, 2007

One of my girlfriends (OK, it’s Zip) sent me pix of her dream house, which is now my dream house. And I’m not talking Barbie dream house, either, I’m talking real dream house.


I want to have your babies, dream house. Can we hook up?

I’m thinking, have I been in this house before? Yes. It’s Carmela and Tony’s, pretty much. No wonder I feel like I’ve been there before — I have been, every week.

Now I have to go pack. The realtor from the West Side, the one who told me people associate my neighborhood with, what was it? “Crime, prostitution and drugs”? Yes, that was it. She’s been fired. Over voicemail. By guess who? The kids. I let the kids do it. Ha! Just kiddin’. Wouldn’t that have been a good one, though? Damn. I’m going to make them do the dirty work from now on.

“I’ve done enough shitwork for today.” — Reggie Dunlop (Paul Newman), in Slapshot

Dude, that’s how I feel every day. We found a new realtor who is from (wait for it…) (wait…) MASON CITY, IOWA!!! Woooooooooooooooooo-hooooooooooooooooooooooo we love you, Mason City! She is just who I needed — extremely calm, professional and from the Midwest.

Unlike me.

And she lived over here for a long while, so she knows my neighborhood.

“This is a great neighborhood, and your street is a great street,” she told me. That was the right answer. So between that, and Mason City? She’s in.

Gotta motor.


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