Saturday, February 27, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
I tried to get Crickett to read my business homework for me this afternoon. As you can see, she was less than thrilled with the idea. I don't blame her one bit - to say the textbook is dry would be the understatement of the century. Instead, she chewed on my highlighter and I worked on accounting homework. So, folks, Chapter 7 has yet to be read and I'll happily accept any volunteers for the task.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
I can't seem to write a "normal" post as of late, so here is another post of my random thoughts.
- I watched "Julie & Julia" last night. It was a wonderful movie and I highly recommend it. I don't even cook, so imagine how much you'll enjoy it if you are someone who cooks!
- While on the topic of cooking, I have yet to make a new recipe for the month of February. There are only six days left - yikes! Would a side count? I got a popover pan for Christmas from my in-laws and since I've never made popovers before, I would technically be trying a new recipe. Thoughts on this important topic, please.
- I hate washing my hands when I have a bandage on my finger. I find it incredibly annoying how they rarely stay put and I end up having to change it several times a day. Oh, the issues I have.
- I've been having really weird dreams lately. My favorite thus far has to be the one in which Mitch bought a house out of the blue without consulting me. It was a $600,000 house on sale for $150,000 - he said he couldn't pass up such a great opportunity. While the house had a whole wall of windows that overlooked the river, the layout didn't make any sense and it was somehow attached to a college dorm. I didn't know what the outside of the house looked like so every time I tried getting home, I got lost and had to call Mitch (perhaps I should have got our address from him). It wasn't until Mitch was driving us somewhere that I actually got to see what the house looked like. I was extremely disappointed to find out that it was yellow and surrounded by a giant asphalt parking lot instead of a yard. At the end of the dream, Mitch came to the conclusion that there had to be something wrong with a house that sold for $450,000 less than the original price and he said we were going to resell it.
Friday, February 19, 2010
I found this little piece during our local fall street fair. I adore the "scrapbooked" look, the colors are a perfect match for our home, there are buttons!, and the quote is wonderful. It makes me happy to look up from my homework and see this hanging on the wall.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
- Last week I had a flu bug that knocked me off my feet; this week has been "homework catch-up" week.
- On Saturday, I got to see the snow pile in front of my parents house:
- On Monday, my in-laws officially sold their house and bought a new one. Congrats to them!
- I recently changed our mouse setting to single-click instead of double-click. Mitch hates it and while I thought I would thoroughly enjoy it, I'm not as impressed as I thought I would be.
- I really don't like the flesh-colored skates that some ice-skaters wear. Are they trying to trick people into thinking they're not wearing skates? I don't get it.
- Crickett's new favorite activity is eating ice chunks off the deck. Who knew frozen water could taste so good?
Monday, February 8, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
I had a few things I wanted to share yesterday but was too tired to get onto the computer to do so. I apologize profusely for keeping you waiting for these extremely important and informative thoughts. I hope you can forgive me.
I took my first accounting test Tuesday afternoon. I studied hard, was extremely nervous, but I think I did great. I'll find out my results on Thursday. I honestly don't think I've ever enjoyed a class as much as I have enjoyed this accounting course. It fills me with an excitement and happiness that I've never felt before. I learned Tuesday evening that I do not like catfish. I love fish but this is one I cannot handle. My meal tasted exactly like the river smells. Ick, ick, ick. Purse shopping is at the top of my "Worst Type of Shopping" list. It's up there with pants, my friends. It's not that I don't enjoy looking at handbags, but that's all the further any of it can go. The style, size, and material stars have yet to align for me and I'm left carrying around my "I've seen better days" purse.