Cute or creepy?

Time to celebrate!

It's official. I'm no longer a home owner.

When I got the news, at work today, I did a little dance right there in my chair. There may have been some waving of the arms in the air and stomping of the feet. The money is even in my account already. God bless wire transfers.

Joy

Now that I will no longer be using one entire paycheck to pay for a mortgage/HOA fees/utilities on a home in a state I don't even live in, I can start shopping again. For months I have only been buying only the most necessary things (okay, maybe there might have been one new pair of shoes).

A while back I saw these earrings on a blog. I loved them but, of course, didn't make note of where to buy them or even which blog I saw them on. So last week, during some down time at work, I went on a Google search. Do you know how many pages you have to sift through when you Google "silver bird earrings"? I found many cute ones before finding Figs & Ginger. Tonight I completed my purchase and I can't wait to put these little chickies in my ears.

Below is another pair I ran across and also loved. But they were twice as much and I'm still in budget mode so I went with the originals. She's got lots of cute things so I will definitely be checking back when I've got more funds.

Almost there

Today I signed the papers for the sale of my condo and put in the mail back to Austin. The closing is on Wednesday and after that (*touch wood* that nothing goes wrong) I will be FREE! Finally.

mmmmcake

This is a cake, ya'll.
So it'd be like eating cake and biscuits at the same time.
Awesome





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What a blonde

In the mood

I'm in the mood...to sew.

The problem?

1. Not enough fabric for the pattern

2. No sewing table.

I guess I could clear off the desk and use that. Or stand up at the kitchen bar. But really, that's just too much effort. Instead I'll just go catch up on my DVR and do some knitting.

This Blows

The photo does not even do my bruise justice. This is what happens when you have veins that are notoriously difficult to get blood from combined with a blown vein. Whenever I have to have blood drawn they get one chance in each arm and then I make them take it from the hand. This past Saturday, I don't know what happened, but when I saw my skin actually bubble up I knew that it wasn't going to be pretty. Then when the nurse brought an ice pack out to put on my hand I knew for sure.

I like to win stuff...

so click on this link and help me win a bike.

The Holy Grail

I am addicted to these tangerine whole fruit bars from Edy's (or Dryer's, depending which part of the country you're in). But apparently, this flavor is harder to find than ice in the desert. Sure, I can buy all the lime, grape or coconut flavor I want but it has become a quest to find the tangerine. Imagine how excited I was to buy the very last box at Super Target this past weekend?

Edy's website has a handy thing that will tell you which stores in your area have the tangerine flavor. Even better, I was able to sign up to get an email alert when the next shipment arrives at my store. How awesome is that?

Summertime Blues

I have them. Now that our big project has been turned in it's a waiting game to see if we get shortlisted and then awarded the job. In the meantime, all I want to do is veg out.

I don't feel like blogging, or reading blogs, or really anything that has to do with sitting in front of a computer.

Yet another reason

So this morning I had an appointment with a new dermatologist. Time for my annual skin check, dontcha know. Reason #4598 it sucks to be single and be new in town: who do I put down for my emergency contact? Now really, how many emergencies can there really be at the dermatologist's office, but still. I used to always put my dad down but if there is an emergency in North Carolina it won't do a lot of good for them to call Texas, will it?

Reason #9593 it sucks to be single: no one to check your moles in areas of your body that you can't see. So in addition to getting some moles on my face and leg sliced and diced the doctor suggests that the one one my ass get removed too, since I can't very well check it myself. Let me just say, it's kinda in a place where the sun don't shine. Good thing I checked that I need to be medicated before procedures. I hope they know I was serious because I only have half a Xanax left. I knew there was a good reason I've been hoarding it like it was a precious diamond.

In good news...I got to leave work at a normal hour today. Yay!

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Bodies

Bodies were not meant to work 70 hours a week sitting in front a computer. Yesterday (that would be Saturday), I worked 8 hours straight, staring intensely at numbers and letters on the screen. The only movement, besides the scroll of the mouse wheel or the click of a button, was to reach for my Diet Coke or more chocolate. Repeat again today. Guess what happens tomorrow? Same thing. So, barring some fabulous news that we get the day off after our bid is turned in I will have worked 12 days straight. This does not amuse me.

Thankfully all my coworkers are cool or we would have all killed each other by now.

You know you're tired when...

you nearly take the dog out for her morning walk in just your bra, underwear and Crocs.

I was not meant to function on 4 hours sleep.

Facebook lies

This morning I took one of those silly quizzes on Facebook. "What Big 12 school are you?" Do you know what it told me? The University of Texas! That is just wrong on so so many levels. I suppose it could be worse....it could have said Oklahoma University. Maybe living in Austin for 10 years influenced my answers but if that were the case wouldn't growing up in Aggieland have done the same thing? Obviously, I am way over thinking this stupid Facebook quiz. Also, when I started college it was still the Southwest Conference and I've got a sweatshirt to prove it, so whatever.

One of my friends from college posted this awesome video the other day. Since there is a Chick-Fil-A on every corner here I thought it was extra funny.

Dreams

Do you dream about work? We're working on a massive bid, under a tight deadline, and I've been dreaming about work. Let me tell you, cubicles....not so pleasant to dream about. My youngest coworker says she sleeps just fine and has no dreams. The rest of us, those of us that have been doing this for years, we know better. I told her just wait, her time will come. I'm not sure what is worse...nightmares about work and things that can actually go wrong or dreaming that I've forgotten the combination to my high school locker and my class schedule.


**Not a photo of the bid, but a past project in Austin that was much more fun to work on.

Party time! Excellent.

Yeah, that's right. I just dated myself. I wonder if my coworker, born in 1986, has even heard of Bill & Ted and their excellent adventure? Anyway....

My sister is coming to visit me! Yay!

Crossing my fingers

Finally, an offer has been made on my condo. It happened late Saturday night. I signed everything Monday morning and now it's just a matter of waiting. Please o please let selling the place go better than buying it did.

Now, to buy or not to buy in North Carolina...that is the question.

Say what?!