Times They Are A Changin’

Well, like I told Mary, I just like to do everything at once.  I moved into Hans’ house, I got a new job that I start next Friday, and Hans and I got a cat named Ella. 

I think the cat’s the best part, but that’s mostly because I’ve been wanting to get a cat for a long time.  She’s so friendly and for the most part she stays out of trouble.  She likes to perch on my shoulder while I am doing things.  I think she likes the new perspective she gets when she’s up there.

We got her from the Humane Society on Saturday.  She was just so cute that we were instantly taken with her. 

Isn’t she just adorable? 

 She doesn’t like the flash, so she squints. :) 

 

Turkey… mmmm….

So we were supposed to bring pickles and olives to Thanksgiving with Hans’ family.  Not hard, right?  Wrong!  We went to get them on Thanksgiving and guess what?  There is NOTHING open except for gas stations on Thanksgiving.  And none of the gas stations had pickles and olives in their “grocery” isle.  We didn’t even have to cook anything and we still failed.

The best part is that I went to Holiday the day after Thanksgiving to get some chocolate milk for my lunch and there on the shelf was a jar of pickles sitting next to a jar of olives… mocking me.

Thanksgiving was still fun.  And despite the recent passing of Hans’ grandma, it wasn’t a sad time.  Of course, you can’t be sad when Hallie and Maggie are eating candy and telling everyone that their hair is messy so that they can comb it. 

 

Halloween Outings

I love Halloween!  I love to dress up and pretend I’m something I’m not… It’s way too much fun.  I dressed up twice this year.  Once on Saturday night with Hans, Tommy, and Heidi and then on Halloween for work.

My first costume was as a corpse bride… ooooo… and my second was as a bunny.  A real bunny!  Hans was a corpse groom on Saturday and a pirate on Halloween.  Tom and Heidi were Mario and Princess Peach.

  

Saturday night was an adventure.  When we first walked into the bar a lady asked Hans and I when we got married…  And then asked us if we thought her daughter seated at the bar was pretty…  very strange lady.

Mario was true to his character and saved his roommate from an unfortunate incident which ended with me standing in the cold for a long time waiting for a cab.  At least I get Mountain Dew next time Hans has a headache or really doesn’t feel like getting it for me.  Right Hans?

There weren’t very many Trick-or-Treaters out on Halloween, which is good because Hans has such a generous and soft heart that he wants to give all the cute little kids a handful of candy.  I am the candy Nazi.  They can have one piece unless the candy bar is a mini, in which case they may have two of those.  I didn’t buy all that candy to give it all to the first little girl in a tutu.  But Hans knows I love him all the more for it.  awww…

All in all it was a good Halloween.  And now I can start dreaming up what I’m going to become next year.

 

Down With Female Boxelder Trees!

Did you know that the Boxelder bugs favorite thing to eat is the seeds that are on the female Boxelder Tree?  Did you know that there was a female and male Boxelder Tree?  Did you know that they lay their eggs on the leaves of female Boxelder Tree?  Are you getting tired of me saying female Boxelder Tree?  I think we should start a nationwide campaign to kill all the female Boxelder Trees.  They’re definitely not worth it.  Is there any good reason to keep Boxelder Trees?  Those bugs are annoying. 

 They are everywhere!  Those stupid bugs are still around.  They’re not covering the sides of buildings anymore, but they are crawling all over the walls at work.  We keep trying to squash them, but then the ants start infesting the area to pick apart and carry the bug pieces to wherever ants carry bug pieces.  So then we have to get out the ant poison and kill them…  It’s just too much work.

It seems that the Boxelder bugs are watching me.  They stop and put their little antenna up when I walk by… that’s creepy.

I hate bugs.

 

Fix ‘er Up

Right now my life exists as a lot of fixing things or at least making them appear as though they never had problems to begin with.  And I don’t mean just Hans’ house.  I wish I could fast forward to a few years from now and watch a highlight tape of a few choice moments when things seemed pretty darn good. 

On Saturday Hans and I watched the 1997 Super Bowl with Tommy and Heidi.  You know that one… it’s the one when the Packers won and Brett Favre looked like a little baby compared to how he looks now.  The commercials were pretty entertaining too.  It’s amazing how much has changed in almost ten years.  We even broke out the champagne when they won… again. :)

Hans and I are beautifying his home.  Little by little we take a room and give it personality.  It’s really fun once you get past all the hard work and stand back and look at what you’ve created. :)  Here are a couple pictures of the most recent changes to what we’re now calling the staircase room.

Where the staircase will lead:

The first coat of tinted plaster on the walls:

 

 

‘Bout Frickin’ Time

Ok, so remember how I went to the cabin with a bunch of friends?  Well, I finally got my act together and got my pictures on my computer so that I can write a better post than “boys fart a lot and drink a lot of beer and sometimes are loud.”   

 So here is my summary in pictures:

“The Cabin Rules” kinda backfired.  The boys read the ”chest hair is a privilege not a right” rule and immediately removed their shirts to show how privileged they were; clearly violating the “clothing must be worn around Sarah at all times” rule.

Kale won many friendships from the locals with his new mustache and haircut done up especially to fit in with the North of Hwy 8 crowd.  He even saved the “city folk” from some squabbles in the ”you’re from the city if you’re wearing cargo shorts” bars of Chetek.

A lot of beer was consumed over the weekend.  Don’t worry… that’s just lake water.

Thank goodness for the other couple along… voices of reason and sanity.  Sorry, not you Ben.  You’re kinda the opposite aren’t you?

Our fearless captain looking out for danger. :)

Menacing or creepy?  What’s your vote?  How would you like it if this approached you in the bar? 

All in all it was a great weekend.  There was a lot of food, laughing, and for some reason Scarface.  I hope that the boys and Megan had a good time too. :)

 

Wow…

So I was confused up until now as to how my mom found out that my aunt took me to lunch without me telling her.  Then I looked at my last post and went “oh… duh!”  Sometimes I wonder about myself.

My right shoe squeaks.  I sounds like I am opening a very small but noisy door every other step.

This weekend is the big get together up at my parents’ cabin with my boyfriend and his friends (who are becoming my friends very quickly).  If anything it will be entertaining.  My boyfriend and I made “rules” for staying at the cabin and I can’t wait to see everyone’s reactions to them.  We’ve individualized a few for some of our guests.  My favorite is that if any of the guys decide to bring a woman “home” from the bars (which I do not foresee happening – and not because they can’t attract women, but because of the situation) that she is not allowed to bring her children. :)  I love North-of-highway-eight humor! :) 

I’m sure there will be lots of funny pictures and videos of people doing funny stuff.  I’ll share when I get back… I’m a sharer like that. :) 

I need this. 

 

Trapped

I want to do something!  I didn’t want to do anything when I got here this morning, but now that my aunt came and took me to lunch I have energy.  I’m going to the state fair tonight, which I understand is doing something.  But I want to do something right now to sustain my want to do something fun.  Energy creates energy… as my mother would say.

Watch out… I’m in fast talk mode.  Everything comes out ultra fast no matter what I try. :)

 

Wally World

I go to Walmart too much.  I always have just one thing to pick up on my lunch or before work on Saturdays.  I feel like I should start asking the greeters their names or how their children are doing or if Fluffy ever coughed up that hairball (one of them looks like she’d own a lot of cats).

Today the cashier and I had a great conversation about credit vs. debit and how her husband is afraid of the do-it-yourself credit card swipers because he doesn’t understand how to use them.  She has to coach him before he goes to the store alone.  It was quite the conversation.

It looks nice out… I wish I could go outside before it gets too hot. 

 

Undecided As Usual

Well, I’m not sure which I like better… the play… the movie… the play… the movie.  I guess I like parts of the play better than the movie and I like the movie better for how the whole story is layed out better for understanding.  Maureen was way better in the musical.  She was funny and quirky; not so full of herself.  I actually really enjoyed her protest.  There were other little things that were funnier on stage, and I always appreciate humor. 

 I guess the verdict is that I am really glad I saw the movie first (not to mention the making of and director’s commentary)so that I had a better grasp of what was going to happen.  But the play is the real intention of the whole idea of Rent.  That’s a tough one.  Either way I’ll be watching the movie at least once per month for the rest of my life, and I wouldn’t mind seeing the show again either. 

That’s the best I can do. :)