35 posts tagged “clean”

Horribly Hideous:

Irregular Periods:  I'm about 12 days late.  Last time I was 12 days late, I didn't worry about it but it was also over a year ago and I wasn't having the amount of sex that I'm having now.  I've had irregular periods my entire life... my uterus hates me.
Illnesses: I've been sick for the past week basically.  Nothing to bad, just a cold.  At one point it was a pretty bad cold, complete with low grade fever, chills and everything.  Nothing I can't handle.  I credit my mom for forcing me to go to school even when I felt like poo-on-toast for my ability to now put up with the worst colds.  My boss on the other hand doesn't like me coughing all over everything and has sent me home early a few times.  Which is cutting into my hours.  Yuck.
Cheesy 80's songs stuck in my head.


Heavenly Happiness:

Clean Sheets:  I FUCKING LOVE sleeping on a clean, fresh made bed.  It's like heaven. 
Failing pregnancy tests:  'Nuff Said.  (Just incase.)
Completing To Do Lists:  We have a white board in our kitchen and at some point I decided to start putting my To Do list on it.  (At least all the kid appropriate things... though on several occasions I've wanted to write the Terrorist's name on it.)  Since I've been using this board... I seem to get so much shit done.  Like last night, I wrote my dad a 4 page letter without thinking about it.  (I'm probably just being really motivated lately and using the board as an excuse why... but really who cares as long as I'm getting the shit done!)
Plug-in Sex Toys:  Okay, to be honest I'm actually kind of scared by this one.  The magic wand came via Ups yesterday but by the time it came I had already "enjoyed myself" and it was getting on in the day so I didn't test it out aside from a quick plug in/turn on to check out just how strong this suckah is.  It's fucking strong.  The T did the same thing when he got home from work, then informed me that he's going to tie me up and use it on me. :-)  Wonder how much it costs to soundproof a room?
New Books: I ran to Powell's yesterday to get some new books and they were having a sale.  I can't say no to a sale.  I spent a bit more than intended but I'll be good in the book department for awhile...   
This is what I got...

Hump: True Tales of Sex After Kids

Who's Been Sleeping in Your Head: The Secret World of Sexual Fantasies

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The Bitch in the House: 26 Women Tell the Truth About Sex, Solitude, Work, Motherhood, and Marriage

Running with Scissors: A Memoir

Best Hikes with Kids: Oregon

I'm a bit bored.

Yeah, sure, there's a million things I could be doing.  I COULD do the rest of the dishes, or clean up the house or go get Little T's laundry up from the basement, or I could even take a shower and start getting ready for work.  But I don't really want to do any of those things,  and I'm starting to get sick so I think I should just sit on my Tush and not do nothin'.  (Including using proper grammar.)

Over the past few months I've taken various pictures on my camera phone, some with the intent to blog about, some just because I saw something cool/funny that I wanted to remember and some... I have no fucking idea why I took them.  Today, I loaded them all up onto Vox and I'm going to have a show and tell. 

Exciting, huh?

...A bit of a warning... you might want to get comfy, 'cause there's a lot of 'em.

02-22-08_2328

Me, with freakishly curly and reddish hair.  (In the Terrorist's bathroom)

05-16-08_0400

Lesley's blood on one of the couch cushions to the Terrorist's couch.  (A couch which I strongly dislike... but we wont get into that.)  Lesley called me one night when I was hanging out with the T and told me she sliced her finger open but she thought she'd be fine and she was going to go out drinking.  (Smart, huh?  Thin out your blood when you have an open wound.)  Anyway, we talked her into stopping by his place so he could play doctor, the couch was unfortunately just an innocent bystander that was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

03-03-08_2024

Lesley and I laying on the benches at Ikea, waiting for her couch.  Fuck, I loved that couch.  It was a little on the soft side but it was so big and cozy and wonderful.

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A picture of one of the first cloves of garlic to ever enter my woman-ness (sorry I've been reading romance novels lately)  I believe the keys are there for scale.  I haven't had those key chains in ages.  That was taken a LONG time ago.

03-03-08_2311

I really don't know why this picture was taken.  I believe it was to convince Chris to come hang out with us.  I don't think it worked.

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These two were taken the morning of Adian's 6th birthday.  (I think it was 6th.)  We had breakfast and then went swimming at the local-ish community center.  It was a lot of fun.  Miss those two terribly.

03-21-08_1257

Something bit me.  A lot.  I don't know what the fuck it was but I woke up with this yucky, itchy rash one morning and it took like two weeks for it to go away.  I found some creepy bug type thing in my room a few days after and was convinced that that was it but I never got around to googling it to find out what the fuck the bug was and if it cause itchy rashes or not.

03-21-08_2306

This picture sucks.  And as stated in the last post I'm lazy and don't feel like fucking with the levels on it to make it clearer.  What it is... two bottles of NightTrain a bit bottle and a little bottle.  The T got the big one, I got the little one, we proceeded to drink them all then had my first drunken sex experience.  I'm sure there was more to it then that, but those are the key points... And I remember the sex well, it was some good lovin'.

03-31-08_1048

My friend Kathrine uses the handle "SexHead" for all her online adventures so I decided to show her that she's not the only one who suffers (is it really suffering though?) from Sexhead.

04-27-08_1748

Back around April or May the T and his roommates had a BBQ.  It was to celebrate the birthday of one of their friends/roommates who had passed away a few months prior.  The T invited me and I did my best to "forget" about it because I'm not good with strangers especially since I wasn't sure where he and I stood regarding relationship stuff and I knew there would probably be a lot of his female friends there many of whom he'd boned at some point in the past.  Anyway, he wouldn't let me forget and Lesley wasn't home so I couldn't get her opinion on how I looked to I took a picture and sent it to Kathrine for her opinion.  This was the picture I sent.

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It's a cervix made out of soap!!
 

11-18-08_1528

This flower was at the gate to our front yard.  I'm sure it's dead now but when I took this picture it was still doing well even though it was REALLY freakin cold outside. 

10-28-08_1320

It's a mouse cheese grater!!!   How cool is that?!?!?!

11-12-08_1743

Apparently you can buy vibrators at Freddie's now.  I love the fact that they write "Personal Massager" on it and have a picture of a chick on the cover.  They could at least try to be a bit more discreet.  Any-who, it's good to know that if my "personal massager" breaks I don't have to go far to get another one.

10-28-08_2312

At work we've been having a lot of waste at the end of the night so we've started discounting certain items to $1 after 8pm.  When I got to work after my weekend this is the sign that the 19 year old supervisor created to inform our customers about our deal.  It says  "All Pastries on the top shelf are just $1 today.  (Smiley Face)  Awesome people love pasties."  I was the first one to notice the typo.  We decided to leave the sign up until someone commented on it and it took about a month or so.

12-15-08_1342

I got this awesome dip recipe from my sister a few years ago.  The shit is like crack.  You can't stop.  You know you've had enough and you don't really want anymore but you just can't stop eating it.  After I made it the other day I wanted to try a little sample of it because it had been a year or so since I last had it.  My little sample turned into 1/3 of the plate.  Oops.

Ps.  If you're interested... Take a warm block of cream cheese, blend it with half a bottle of Hickory Smoke BBQ sauce, dice up an onion, a green pepper and a tomato, put the blended stuff down first, layer the other things on it and top with shredded cheese.  It's delicious.  Or just really addicting. 








Okay I think that's it for picture time.  I need to go smoke a cigg and make the kid some lunch then get ready for work even though I really don't want to go because I don't feel good and it's cold and it's going to be busy as all fuck.

Didn't go to work today.

Pretty much decided I wasn't going to go last night when my boss called me and told me if I couldn't get in D could go in my place because he really needed the cash.  (Which is an understatement, last time I worked with him I heard rumors of him ingesting really disgusting things for cash because he was so hard up.)

Anyway, I could use the funds too but I kind of thought Little T might have a half day because it was supposed to get yucky later on in the day and since it wasn't a big deal at all for me to take the day off, I took it.  I'm glad I did too.  The roads weren't pretty but they weren't slippery either.  I got some Christmas stuff done, came home and now I'm gonna attempt to clean the fuck out of this place. 

That's the game plan.  I've got an hour and thirtyish minutes before Little T gets home. 
Hopefully I don't get distracted.

Why does it always feel like I don't have time to do anything I want to?!

Even when that/those things involve cleaning?

Fuck, I need more days off.

Shit, I'm late, gotta go.

This is a momentous occasion.

The first blog entry on a new computer.
I feel like I should be sipping champagne instead of chugging coffee.  Though I don't think the champagne would help alleviate my caffeine withdrawal headache.

Anyway.  I should be playing and exploring my new computer and all of the awesome things it can do but before I do that I feel as though I should take a few minutes to declare to the world what an awesome boyfriend I have and show some pictures.

UPS got here at about 340p or so.  The T has been working on getting Philotes (my new computer) up and running in one facet or another from that point to about 30 minutes ago (10p).  The man has persistence!!  Everything is working and though I haven't gotten around to using it, apparently it has all the voodoo magic installed in it to play encrypted DvD's and what not.  (I run Linux on my computer so it needs special love to run that sort of stuff.)  Now he's giving Bacchus a face lift and a dust off and deciding whether or not he's good enough be a Christmas gift to Little T or if he's too old and withered in which case he'll be a "your computer sucks, here's one that sucks a little bit less" gift.  It's a bit embarrassing to admit, but I'm having a bit of separation anxiety.  I get a bit sentimental at times and this would totally be one of those times.  While the T was cleaning him off, it took me about 20 minutes or so before I could just walk away and come into the bedroom to test out my new one.  Granted, part of the reason I stayed out there was because I have a forearm fetish and the T has some MAJORLY sexy forearms... especially when gripping pliers to turn screws and using screwdrivers and other things of that sort that would be done while cleaning out and disassembling a computer... mmmm... oops I'm getting sidetracked.  Anyway, he (Bacchus) is being passed on to a good kid who will hopefully get as much use out of him as I did. 

Now, it's time for a few pictures...

My Sexy Motherboard

This is the motherboard to the new computer.  Fresh out of the packaging just prior to it being installed.  (And part of the T's forearm, though you totally can't see it's sexiness in this photo.)

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This is Philotes.  Along with the new cordless mouse I aquired from the T because my old mouse wasn't usb and there wasn't a plugin for a non-usb mouse.  That shiny thing to the right of the computer, that's where my old hard drive is living until I can get everything I want/need transfered over to the new one.  Convienent, huh?

Ewww Gross!

This is the blanket of dust/dirt/hair/godonlyknowswhatelse that called my computer home.  That thing was so fucking dirty I'm amazed it worked as well as it did.  The T use to volunteer at Free Geek where he would see a lot of gnarly, gross computers.  Mine was the yuckiest he's ever seen!!  That makes me oddly proud. 

Bacchus

The guts.  After it had been cleaned a little bit.  The outside wall on the left part of the photo, the part with all the pictures.  That's where the blanket of dust was pulled from.

Now I should go shower and take a nap because I'm working all day tomorrow at the restaurant.  But I kind of want to play more.  :-)

Got up early to give the Terrorist a ride to work.
Little T started his new school yesterday and has been getting a ride to school via. a taxi service the problem is that the cab picks him up just a bit too late for the Terrorist to make it to the Max in time. 
No worries. 
I kind of like the "excuse" to get up early.

I stopped at Fred Meyers on the way home, putzed around for a bit and got home about an hour or so after I left.
Waiting on my door step was my massage table!
AWESOME!

I don't know what to do now.  I had planned on having to stay home all day waiting for it, but now it's here.  I kind of want to bust it out and take a nap on it.  :-)  Though that's just not possible it's what I want to do. 

I need to shower, eat, clean the bathroom, tidy my room, do some more insurance shopping, call my mom and thank her, pick up Little T at 2.50p, keep him occupied for a few hours so his dad can go home and pack a bit, get laundry ready, not throw up from uber bad cramps.

Or maybe I could just curl up with my heating pad and take a nap... on my massage table. 

I've learned, that my life is typically anything but uneventful.
I'm okay with that, keeps things interesting.

Lesley is going to be moving in the the boy I haven't given a nickname to yet.  Which will leave me with a fabulous apartment which I can't afford on my own
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After many discussions on topics ranging from jealousy to my commitment issues to the possibility of children in the future, we've decided to move in together. 

The Terrorist and I started emailing just about a year and 2 or 3 days ago... If you would have told me then that we'd be where we are right now I would have fucking laughed at you and called you a bloody fool.  I never, in a million years, thought that he and I would have ever have gotten this serious.  

I didn't expect it, but I'm glad it's happened.  I've been thinking about it a lot lately and I am more comfortable with the Terrorist than I have been with any guy in my life.  Ever.  I can completely be myself around him.  Occasionally that involves getting a blank stare from him or some eyeball rollage... but I still feel free to do or say the things that will cause these reactions.  That's never happened before.  Hell, he's the only strait boy who has not only witnessed a McDonald's gorge fest but has participated as well.

Now, silly as it may be, my worry about the turn of recent events is that I'm going to get fat and happy.  Happy is fine.  And I am happy... but fat.  No.  Can't do it.  I'm back in my skinny jeans and I'm almost okay with the way I look naked... so I can't be getting fat. 
Happy good, Fat Bad.

Fuck.  It's getting late.
I need to get cleaning. 
More later.

I need to go to bed.
I need to get up early and CLEAN LIKE A CRAZY LADY.
I need to not eat any Zucchini Cake.
I need to find that song I want to hear by  Fiona that's after Slow Like Honey but I don't have it now that my Zen is dead.
I need to eat some Zucchini Cake.
I need to call my mom and talk to her about shipping my massage table before she gets her second wrist surgery.
I need to find out how much it's going to cost to ship it.
I need to pay online bills.  (Sometime when not stealing internet... VERY SOON)
I need to shoot Lesley an email and update her on recent events.
I need to stop doing this and actually go to bed.
   

I have things to do today.
Even though I really just want to curl up in the magical bed and watch Love & Sex I need to put that on hold for real life.

First on the agenda:  Make Coffee
It's brewing.

Second:  Get stoned.

Then... in no particular order...
Clean, Kitchen, Bathroom, Bedroom, possibly smoke some more.  Try to will away the killer cramps I feel coming on, find a homemade clay dough/play dough recipe that can be dried and made into hardened kid art (ie. ashtrays, tietacs, magnets, etc.)  Take my weekly long ass shower which I haven't taken for two weeks for a variety of reasons.

There was more... but I hear Baby Bash crooning about how she moves her body like a cyclone and I can help but want move with her.

I don't know why but the girls being away has inspired me to get shit done.  I've made a few random todo lists here and there but this one is going to be the mutha-load.  All the stuff I've been putting off.  All the stuff that's minor and probably shouldn't be on a ToDo list... everything. 
I tried getting LIttle T to help me but I've learned that having a 9 year old as a personal assistant isn't a great idea... they're forgetful as hell!! 

• Get pics from Walgreen's   (Done!)
  
• Decorate wall with them
• Laundry  (Done! ... Plus I did all of the T's and Little T's ... Yes I'm Amazing!)
  
• Clean (done) , clean, clean.
• Attempt to organize photos. 
  
• Call/Email landlord about tub/rent.  (Done!)
• Mail cards.  (Done!)
  
• Convince mom to help me with computer endeavors.
• Talk to Katie  (Done!... She is freakishly in love!)
  
• Check Mail.  (Done!)
  
• Find another book to read. (Done for now)
  
• Get music to make Cd's
• Organize adult stuff.  (Bill type things)
•  Find job  (I'm realizing how much I hate job hunting.  Especially in this market.  New Goal - 3 resumes a day)
  
• Get gas  (Done.. $12 to fill my tank! ..granted I was only 1/4 down but still!)
  
• Register to vote.  (Done!)
  
•  Pay utilities   (Will be done before the end of the night... well tomorrow at the lastest)
  
•  Go to bank.  (Done!)
  
•  Pick up Check/Get boxes for Alex/Get Alex's phone number  (Done)
  
• Google "Making Pizza" to find a good/kid friendly pizza making ideas (that aren't english muffin pizzas.)
  
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I left a few empty spots for when I remember all that other shit I want to do.
Now I must go pass out like a fuck and get up early and get coffee and go watch LIttle T and some how figure out how to make cleaning my apartment fun for him.