They get blurred, we read between them, they get drawn in the sand, we’re warned not to cross them, some get toed, some are white, we get to the back of them and some start “here”. Whichever one you chose, they can provide fantastic fodder for a post.

My work colleague/friend and I were standing in one at Starbucks (blergh – prefer Second Cup) and she turned to me and said “Oh man, remember that guy in line at Michael’s”.

How could I forget?  Let me regale you with this story.  We were at Michael’s one day on our lunch hour.  We poked around to get the items we each needed and then proceeded to the check out together.  It was between 12-1 pm, so naturally, they did not have many cashiers on the floor. They had one, to be exact.

We had been in line for about 10 minutes and going nowhere fast.  Why?  Because somebody thought it was a good idea to start arguing with the only cashier on the floor at the busiest time of the day.  Apparently there was some promotion going on where if you completed a survey online, you were entitled to an additional discount.

Apparently this irate shopper did not read the fine print.  I still have no clue what that was, but I do know that he, (yes, he) thought it was a big enough deal to argue non stop about it and kept looking at the ever growing line of irate busy women just wanting to pay for their items and get the frack out of dodge.

I’m all about a good deal and holding merchants accountable, but for the love of God, dude, all you are buying is ONE piece of freaking felt!!  I will gladly pay for it for you if you’ll just shut up and leave.

He kept caterwauling the same sentence and throwing it our way “oh, false advertising, false advertising”.  He acted as though we were going to rally behind him, shake our fists in the air and take out the cashier in his quest to be right and for victory over big bad Michael’s craft store.

Let me tell you something, he has no idea how lucky he was to have gotten out of there in one piece.  You want to piss off a hoard of busy women trying to get odds and ends done on their lunch hour, keep doing what you do, cupcake.  We will turn on you. Fast.

At one point I turned to my friend and said  “You know what else is false advertising?  That this moron calls himself a man while arguing with a young girl over a lousy piece of felt over a bill that comes out to a total of about $2 and some change.  I’m sure I have an extra set of balls in my purse somewhere to lend him…..what a pussy”.

The women behind me heard that and next thing you know we were all sharing a quiet chuckle while enduring the wannabe freedom fighter of the craft store.

In the words of the late great John Pinette…..


The manager came over and decided to give him the discount just to shut him up and get him the frack out of dodge before the angry mob of women lost their cool. And by angry mob, I mean “me”.

Takes all kinds, folks.  So today I find myself thinking of him.  I wonder what he made with that one piece of felt? Must have been awfully important to risk life and limb.


Nesting Mode is On

Happy Monday all!  Hope your weekends were good.  Mine was the first in a long while  where I have not over-scheduled myself to the moon and back. Why is that? Because I am in full on nesting mode. Apart from my mom, I did not call a soul and pretty much stayed off of social media.  It felt so good to just poke around the stores and do a little re-organizing at home at my own leisure.

I actually got a jump on having my winter tires installed for once by dropping it off on Friday evening. Since I did not get to go out for a run this week, I decided to take a brisk 20 minute walk to the bus station the next morning to hop on the bus to go pick up my car.  I just love the cold crisp Fall air.  So good for the soul!

After two years of procrastinating, I decided to start putting together my home office/lady cave (does that sound weird?  I get the feeling I said something dirty without really meaning to…) I don’t want to get into too much about that in this post; I’m going to do a room reveal in a couple weeks. I will say, that I picked up some chalk paint to refinish an item and picked out some new curtains. It is starting to look fantastic in there!

Our church musical is just around the corner and I needed to pick up some supplies to get cracking on the set decos.  What on earth did we do before Michael’s come to town?  I got some amazing deals and cannot wait to put it all together.

My inspiration is the cover of the playbook.  My pastor’s wife also hinted that she wanted a Dr. Seuss-type look to the stage this year.  Oh, the creative wheels are turning!


So naturally, I’ve been making a regular appearance at Michael’s craft store and have been stalking an item in particular. Eureka! I popped in there on Saturday and it was 50% off.  I also picked up a couple poinsettias and got one free because they forgot to remove the promotion sign.  Is that not the best freaking feeling in the world? When you’re working with a budget, I say YES!!


Aren’t those little elf legs the cutest thing ever??

This is one of the busiest times of the year for me and I love every exhausting second of it. By the time Christmas vacation rolls around, I am spent and then get to enjoy two weeks off from work to just chill and Netflix binge and sleep in.

Have a great day all!


A Day of Clean Eating

Hi all. It’s been a hectic couple days. Not that I’m complaining though. I love being busy.

Saturday was spent decorating for our church connect dinner on Sunday evening. This year’s theme was a night in Paris. I wish I would have taken pics but didn’t get a chance. I did snap a little pic of a trellis and the candle holders I was working on at home though.

Sunday was a first for me; I attended a day long live Tedx all women’s event. It was fantastic. It started at 9:00 am (groan).


Lunch was served but left me so hungry I could have eaten the box afterwards. Oh sure everything was organic and vegetarian and compostable and it came with a unicorn that farted sprinkles and rainbows but cheese and rice, people. Would it kill you to add a little protein in there?

Tuesday night I went to a function that was sponsored by my investment firm. The food was fantastic;  a mix of both Arabic and Italian dishes.

There was games and conversation and it was generally really nice evening . But as usually happens when I’m sitting at a table where alcohol and food is abundant,  I tend to look around and remind myself of how much I have to be grateful for.  I wonder how many of us realize that.

How many people go to bed at night hungry how many little kids don’t have breakfast how many kids don’t have lunch at school? It’s a sobering thought.

So despite my best intentions, copious amounts of food have been consumed over the past week.  I was glad to eat at home today, and to eat clean and control my own portions.


I have been craving strawberries and yogurt lately.  Isn’t that weird?  This was my day of clean eating.  Feels good to be back to a “normal” eating routine.

Have a great evening, all!



Finish What You Started

It’s time I said it out loud. I’m one of those people that gets all excited about something, signs up, buys materials, researches, etc….and then before I know it, I have a plethora of unfinished projects on my hands and I’m moving on to the next one.

My prodigal has mentioned a couple times now that he thinks I also have ADHD (he was diagnosed last year).  He’s probably right. When I think of it, it stresses me and also makes me feel incredibly guilty.  I try to come up with an answer as to why I keep doing this.  The only thing I have come up with is lack of discipline and it’s time I address it and work on it.

I do think I’m making some progress though.  Ten weeks ago I signed up for the Running Room’s Learn to Run clinic.  I actually stuck it out to the very end.  Ok, Sundays were a little dodgy because I am not a morning person.

I don’t sleep in late, it’s just the actual getting there that is a problem. If you are expecting me to be somewhere before 8:00 am and that somewhere is not my kitchen, sipping hot tea, prepare to be disappointed.

If YOU need to be somewhere at such an ungodly hour and are counting on me to get you there…you’re going to be late and it’s been nice knowing you.  For reals, ya’ll.  You need to set the bar much lower if we are to remain friends.

There’s this rebellious streak in me that waits until the very last minute.  Seriously, that type of stress really is horrible and I berate myself the entire time as I’m driving like a bat out of hell to get to my destination.

You should see my Pinterest boards.  Chock full of recipes I’ve just GOT to try.  If I count last night’s dinner, my total of actually tested meals is….2.  It’s a start though, right? Right?

Then there’s the not putting things back right away deal.  It takes literally seconds to put things away once done.  I never realized how bad I am at that.  At the end of the day I will take a look around and think “who did this?!!” Since I live alone, the answer is always “me”.

This past week I have been diligent in putting things away, washing a dish or cup right away after meals and drying them instead of leaving them in the dish-rack.  It’s an eyesore to either wake up or come home to dishes just sitting there. Verdict? A feeling of organization and also gives me great satisfaction to walk into a kitchen where there’s a place for everything and everything in it’s place.

This all might seem like small potatoes, but when your mind is constantly whirring in thoughts and projects, it’s easy to let these little things slide and before long, it all becomes too much and is overwhelming.

The need to organize is starting to be a bit of an obsession for me now that Fall has arrived and the comfort of nesting settles in. I’m doing my best to work with what I already have.  No need to bring more “stuff” in here.

Here’s what I made the other night while catching up on my PVR’d shows (that alone is worthy of its own post – I have 324 recorded shows/movies just waiting for me to show them some love!)

Fall wreath at top of stairwell.  Undecorated wreath was sitting in my closet for two years. Needs a little something though. Pine cones or ribbons maybe?

Little Pacino is always ready to lend a hand (or paw)


My little shadow, always eager to jump in – literally

If this wreath could talk, it would probably say something along the lines of “bitch, it is about time you took me out.  Did you expect me to decorate myself?!”

Stay tuned for more self loathing and organization projects!