Breaking Up is Hard To Do

By the time I graduated from college I had moved in with & subsequently broken up with two different boys. The “breaking up” portion of these relationships usually entailed begging friends for help moving & dragging all of my worldly possessions around in the back of a borrowed pick-up truck.

So, I made a promise to myself about nine years ago. (Crap, has it been that long? I’m old!!) I promised myself I would not move in with another man until I was married. I was over moving.

I broke that promise I made to myself, accepting a beautiful platinum & sapphire ring as a substitute for an actual marriage.

Recently, I have discovered that you make promises to yourself for a reason!!

Today I am living in a friend’s guest room. I am moving all of my furniture into storage as I wait out the lease I accepted letting a couple live in my condo.

I think to myself that I knew better than this, the whole time, I knew better.

Markie reminded me this weekend that I needed to switch around my bracelet. I need to have the open end facing out, to indicate my heart is open. Yeah, like I have time to worry about that. It's one of those things things they sell to tourists in the Caribbean. Obviously, Markie's heart is always open, especially late at night.

The Hallmark Holiday

I drove by Fry's on Friday & laughed at the "Valentine Express" they were setting up their parking lot. It was a refrigerated semi decorated with red balloons & a big tent. They were hawking flowers, chocolate, cookies, cards, and anything else they could paint red & decorate with a heart. Nothing says romance more than 1 dozen roses fresh out of the back of a semi.
It became less funny when I trudged into Fry's this evening to purchase my own flowers. At least I had the dignity to enter the store to make my selection.
That folks, is irony.

Weekend Update

So yesterday we rented a U-haul to move all my furniture. I was hoping for one load, but it ended up being two. All went fairly smoothly, and we had all the stuff in the garage at the new digs in a couple of hours.
Me & Fred have two opposing viewpoints on how things should be done. I thought we should unload truck & deposit furniture items in the room where they will be going, cleaning & arranging to be done at a later time. Fred wanted everything unloaded & left in the garage, to be cleaned & brought in the house at a later time. Doesn't that just drag out the moving process? Whatever. It's his garage. That's what we did.
Fred also has an un-natural aversion to throwing anything out. Why, why on god's green Earth do we need a 10- year old leaking refrigerator? We do not have anywhere to put it. It will not fit in the garage, it will not fit in the house. Someone saw I was moving & came buy & offered to buy the fridge! But he insisted on loading it in the truck & moving it here. Right now he's in the garage with a sledgehammer removing shelves so he can fit the fridge in..... We're also not throwing out 100 plastic Raider cups, steak knives from K-Mart, a green shower curtain from 1980, a 52" big screen that weighs 100lbs, 2 glass shelving units that are good for absolutely nothing, an encyclopedia set from 1972 or a VCR. As a compromise he is letting me throw out the toaster that catches every other piece of toast on fire.
Last night we did manage to slowly move some things into the house. The basement bedroom (formerly the 'junk room') is now an actual guest room! What you can't see in this picture is the hallway behind me is filled with spare Dodge parts.... Maybe we will move those to the garage, and store them in that nice refrigerator.

found

When you move you find all kinds of things you forgot you had. I found bottles of wine languishing in the back corner of my bar. Some I had put away for a special occasion, others, well, I'm not really sure where they came from. Unfortunately for me, storing wine upright in a condo with the A/C set on 80 is not optimal storage conditions. I threw 2 bottles out tonight before I just decided to drink this Chardonnay that tastes like rat piss. Besides, Fred might be alarmed if he comes home to more than 2 empty bottles.

And since when is Riunite 'magic'?

I have a Stalker....

Dear Arizona Democratic Party,
Please stop calling. Please don't send anymore gray- haired campaign volunteers to my home. Please don't have Bill Clinton, Gen. Wesley Clark or Gov Napolitano call me anymore.
I know today is election day.
I know where my polling place is.
I know to complete both sides of my ballot.
I know to sign the outside of my absentee ballot.

Yours Truly,

I don't vote down party lines

Happy Halloween

Today's high: 92.
Won't your candy melt before you get home? For this reason I will not be trick or treating this year.

Hello Winter!

Current Conditions

Heat Index:74.20°
Sunrise: 6:32am
Sunset: 5:56pm

Humidity:8%
Winds (300°):1mph
Dew Point:15.60°
Pressure (falling):29.99 in

My hands are so dry I can see scales in my skin. My cuticles are cracking & bleeding. My hair is flat, and static-y. I now have to use 2 different types of moisturizer on my face. My lips are chapped and feel like sandpaper. How I long for summer......

Goodbye Summer!

It's official. This summer is over.
We headed up to the Roaring Fork a couple weeks ago to catch their summer happy hour one more time. $2 rum & cokes for me, and a $7 Big Ass Burger for him. Not too hot to sit on the patio (but only in the shade).



I finally turned the A/C off yesterday. It feels good now with the windows open.

If you build it they will come.....

So they built this monstrosity out West of town in the middle of nowhere. It is supposed to look like a rattlesnake coiled around a barrel cactus.
(I just see an alien spacecraft.)

Once they built this fancy-pants,
state-of-the-art stadium; people started watching the Cardinals.
The "We've never won a Superbowl Cardinals." and the "We haven't been to the playoffs since 1998, Cardinals." Not only that, but they started buying gear. They bought jerseys & hats & face paint. (And a Cardinal outfit?) There is not one single jersey in that stadium on Sunday that is more than a year old. Just goes to show you a lot of people have more money than they have good sense.

I only went because the ticket was free. I represented with a West Virginia t-shirt & ASU crocs.

My Z update

Me & my hacking cough will be in bed for the next 12 hours, if you need us.

Not to be outdone....

I just realized my second grade niece has a blog. Since I refuse to be outdone by a second-grader, here I am.