This morning in the van, one person was talking about how her mother-in-law's dog died Thursday morning and how she was just devastated with losing her. The dog was 9 years old. What a depressing start to the day. I can remember when my dog of 10 years died a few years ago and how sad that was for me. I remember how he used to come up to me when I came home and no matter how long I had been away, he was always excited I was there. I remember that when I was sad, he could just tell and he would come up to me and lay near me. I miss having a pet - maybe someday I'll get to have that again. Maybe.
On a totally unrelated note, what do the flashing yellow lights mean when you are going through the I-90 tunnels? I thought maybe it meant to slow down b/c traffic coming out the tunnel is slow or maybe the sun was too bright or whatever, but that theory doesn't seem to hold up very well in all circumstances. Anyone know? I tried to find the answer the DOT website, but there doesn't appear to be anything that could answer this question.
So the other day I went to Target to purchase some things, including a slipcover for my loveseat so it coordinated with my lovely comfy new couch.
Over by the escalator, a woman was there trying to get people to sign up for the Target card. I usually try to avoid these people as much as possible, but I accidentally made eye contact with her, and so she asked me if I wanted the card. I said no and went up the escalator. Then when purchasing my stuff, the cashier asked me again. I said no. He said, but you can save 10% today if you sign up. And I thought, well, the slipcover is $100, so o.k. 10 minutes later, I just wanted to say forget it - I didn't want the card anyway. Then he said, that they had to check into my history some more, but that they could still give me the 10% off. NICE!
I was curious though why they had to check into my history some more. This never happens to me - usually I'm o.k.'d right then and there. Then a few days later, I get a letter in the mail from Target saying that they couldn't give me a card and one reason was that I had too few active credit accounts (which is true, I closed most of them a few months before buying our house - one of those cards was TARGET and I only use my AMEX cash rebate card through Costco nowadays). The other reason - I paid off my credit card bills as soon as I got them - so apparently, they don't want me b/c they wouldn't make any money off me!
I've never been rejected for a credit card before. This is a new experience for me and because I'm good with my money, they don't want me. Oh well, at least I got that 10% off!
So last night, Jon and I went around to a few of our neighbors to introduce ourselves and to invite them to our housewarming. This is our story....
The first house we went to they never answered the door though all the lights were on and their van was in the driveway. We left our invite on their door.
The second house we went to, the woman reluctantly opening the door looking at us as if we were crazed killers who just appeared to look normal. She said that she doubt they could come since they are accountants and work a lot at this time of year. Understandable.
The next house we went to the dog barked and barked until someone answered the door, then the dog appeared to be o.k. He was very friendly. The woman who lived there introduced herself and told us what her husband and her son's names were. She was very nice to us. She said that they might be able to come.
Then we went to the house next to that one - and the woman there introduced herself and proceeded to tell us that her husband just passed away this past July and that she didn't like parties or get-togethers anymore. She seemed like she was going to cry at any moment. I felt horrible for having a get-together now.
The last house we went to, a ~ 10 year old boy answered the door and we let him know that we were having a party and to let his parents know. We left our invite with him. We see many, many people come and go from this house - we're not exactly sure how many people live at this house.
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So Staci and I went to go look out at the pond that is in the middle of the 3 buildings and the pond is flooding. And instead of doing work, I made up a little story about the ducks swimming around in the pond. This is how bored we are today.
Four ducks were near the edge of the pond (with the sidewalk below). Donald and Daisy were in the pond and April and Huey were outside of the pond cleaning themselves. They were just two couples chatting about the weather and about how excited they were that the pond was overflowing so the stupid humans couldn't bother them. Though they quite enjoyed chasing some of those humans around - especially my boss.
Donald, Daisy and Huey started to swim off into the pond - Daisy was racing with the boys and she was taunting them with how slow they were. Once Daisy beat the boys, Huey looked back to see his girlfriend, April, asleep on the grass. He came back all sad that April hadn't been watching her. She said she was not interested in such things, and that if he really wanted to impress her, he would get her a home for them to live in so they wouldn't have to live with Huey's uncle anymore.
That's about as far as I got when it became time for lunch.
So I've been reading this collection of non-fiction short stories called "Under the Duvet" by Marian Keyes, and this one story I just read she's talks about the times she's been on the bus and how some people just act strange - how she just seems to attract the strangest, oddest people when she's on the bus. That got me to think about the times I've been on the bus where I've encountered some strange people....
This one bus ride from Tacoma to Seattle stands out in my head. I was coming back from class - back when the law school was still in Tacoma - and it was at night - say around 8:30-9:00. This bus ride ended up being a rather crowded one, so everyone had someone sitting with them and some were even standing up.
I sat down by a window and this girl sat down by me - she looked normal, but appearances can be deceiving.
She brought out this picture - of what, I never determined - mainly because it wasn't my business, but also because she thought I was looking at the picture and quickly put it against her chest. O.K. whatever - I wanted to tell her that I wasn't looking at her picture, but I didn't, thinking it was best I said nothing at all.
Well, some time passes - maybe 5-10 minutes and she starts rocking back and forth. I thought, o.k. things are starting to seem weird, but whatever. I'll just look out the window and keep to myself.
Then she started to mutter "I don't want to die. I don't want to die." And I thought, "Please let us get to Seattle quickly. Please let us get to Seattle quickly. I don't want to die either, so don't do something crazy (well, more crazy than what you're currently doing)." I just sat there wondering what to do - wondering if anyone else noticed what was going on - if they were just as uncertain as I was on what to do.
She kept muttering those words and she also said something about her picture and about people looking at it. Oh my God! We still had another 40 MINUTES before we would be showing up in downtown Seattle! I couldn't concentrate on reading my textbook - I was too worried that she was going to attack someone (specifically me) if they looked at her the wrong way or if she thought someone was going to kill her.
Thankfully, after what seemed like many hours, we finally got to Seattle and she, more thankfully, got off the bus before me - saving me the trauma of determining how I was going to get off the bus if she was still rocking back and forth muttering to herself about dying and looking at people strangely when it came to someone looking in the direction of her picture.
After this, I was very much grateful that Jon was there waiting for me when I got off the bus.
So my husband and I purchased a house 4 months ago, and we're having an official housewarming this Saturday - though many of our friends have already been in the house...several times. It's really just an excuse to have a party and maybe finally meet more than 2 of our neighbors... Plus, I had to wait until I got my comfy couch from LazBoy!
However, many people can't make it to the party. I just picked a bad day, I guess. One person actually said to us that he couldn't come to our party because he had to clean his aquarium that day! Oh well, I never really liked him anyway.
So back to talking about the house... I really like our house - though, of course, there are things that I would like to do to make it nicer, i.e. put in french doors where the horrible sliding glass doors are. And there are things that we should do to the house like put in insulation in the crawl space, but it is a nice house for being our first home.
It is a MUCH nicer house than many that we looked at - and some were just AWFUL. There was a house that smelled and looked like a few of the baseball teams playing in the park next door had decided to use the house as a urinal.
Another house it looked as though the owner had done nothing with the house and just let it go. (Actually, there were many houses like that.) It wasn't just that the appliances were outdated, it just looked like the house was falling apart. We actually didn't see the whole house after we saw what the livingroom looked like - it looked as though they had brought the outside indoors - I just have no other way of describing it. And I think the owner was smoking the crack because if I remember correctly, he was asking $215,000-220,000 for it.
The owner of that house also shared with us that he was having a friend stay there because he had just gotten into a fight the night before. And I think he might have said something about his friend being arrested or something.
There was another house that I thought was pretty cute - though on the small side - but the house next door had so many cars in the yard, the house was falling apart - it just looked bad. The city or the county was actually in the process of forcing them to clean it up - it was such a big eyesore.
But there were also a lot of nice houses that we looked at. We actually put an offer on a different house from the one we got, but we were outbid, which is a good thing because Jon really didn't like that house - he said that he was tired of looking at that point and just went with it. (I think we had been actively looking at houses around 6 months at that point. We had a break of a month or so b/c we were going to buy my aunt's house but plans changed).
I liked that first offer house - though I remember the back yard needing some work and it was on the corner of two somewhat busy streets. However, I like the house we got a lot more and so does Jon. 2 bedrooms on the main level (one of which used to be pink so it's called the "pink room"), hardwood floors (love the hardwood floors), an upstairs room called the "loft"), a room downstairs called the "dungeon", and a huge deck with a storage shed in the backyard. It's a nice home for us and now it's time to have a housewarming party!
So to those who doubt it is all about me, I have a t-shirt that proves it. It says right on the t-shirt that it is all about me. I bought it at Ross and everything, so it must be true, right? ;-D
So on a bit of a side note, my friends seem to think that it is all about them. They argue and argue over who it really is all about. Well, one day, I was at Ross with a coworker/friend and I was looking at the shirts, and I saw this shirt that said "It's all about me" - I thought it was just hilarious considering what I just told you. So I bought it - it was only $5 or something - not a very serious investment.
One day a group of my friends were going on a day hike and I thought I would wear this shirt to show them and settle the argument that it is all about me. Once most of those who were going were there, I told them I had to show them something - undid my coat to show my shirt (a few thought I was flashing them). A couple did grudgingly admit that since I had the shirt that it was all about me - though I don't think they really meant it because they continue to say that it is all about them.
I wore the shirt again at my 30th birthday party b/c that day - it really was all about me. And well, it still continues to this day. ;-D
I used to wonder how people could go to sleep so early and wake up so early. As a teenager, I used to stay up late and sleep in as long as possible. I had all the energy in the world. Well, one of those is still true - I still love to sleep in, though I feel guilty about it. I feel like I should be getting up and doing something - being more productive with my day.
But I can't manage to stay up that late anymore. I fell asleep on my couch at 8:30 last night - I had to fight to stay awake during That '70s show (and I have no idea why - it's not like I really like that show - it was just the only thing on that sounded interesting - well, except for Monster House - but I really only like seeing the ending, so I was just going to tune in for that part).
I can't seem to make it through going out to a bar on a Friday night to see some band. And when we have get-togethers or parties with my friends, I start getting sleepy around 9-10 p.m. and it seems to be getting earlier and earlier - what is that about? I didn't think 30 was that old. I am becoming those people I used to wonder about. I wonder if I'm ever going to want to get up early too.
No, Kelly. It is all about me. ;-D So since it is all about me, I thought I'd share some information about me - though most who read this will already know this information.
I just turned 30 last September. So far, so good, though I think that I'm losing my short-term memory faster now that I've turned 30. My husband thinks I should be using my brain more by reading more challenging stuff like the stuff I read in law school, but instead I read stuff like Harry Potter. Speaking of which, for my 30th birthday party (a.k.a. my 2nd annual 29th birthday party), I had a Harry Potter themed party. I shouldn't act my age, should I?
I know I should read more challenging stuff, so I ordered some CLE notebooks and tapes to read and listen to (and well, to get CLE credits for). I haven't listened or read either one of them yet, but I plan to! I still have to take about 15 more CLE credits before the end of the year and those have to be live (not A/V credits like the notebook/tape ones I ordered above). I have yet to find an interesting one to go to, but I do have another 11 months to find something.
O.K. That's all for now.
Hi! Welcome to my blog! I'm sure you'll learn really interesting facts about me, and I know you want to know these facts because despite what my friends think, it is truly all about me. ;-)