Busy Busy Bee

Sorry for no pictures: I posted from work.

So many things are on my plate right now that I am a little over whelmed. Last week I had things going on Monday, Wednesday and Thursday evening. This week I’ve got/had things going on Monday, Tuesday and Thursday evening. Granted, I know my own calendar and it’s my own fault for over-booking myself.

                Monday night was bowling night. Of course, it’s always fun, especially since we win. I have to tell you that our performance, to some of us, was slightly more than disappointing. We still won and all, but that performance will not insure that we win the league. Whatever, though. We’ll do better next week.

                Tuesday night (tonight) is my monthly WOW (Women of Wonder) night. It’s Bunco night and it seems like a fun game. I’ve never played, but it doesn’t seem too difficult. What doesn’t sound fun is spending an evening away from my husband. I don’t know why, but lately, I’ve felt a very strong attachment to him. Meaning, I like him around, I like being in the same room with him and snuggling on the couch. I haven’t been going through anything terribly traumatic, but I just feel like I need him there with me. I’ve been trying to refocus my life goals. It’s not about the money or the house or the places we’ve traveled. It’s about life, and us and being happy. So, I’ve been evaluating what I think is required to make me happy. Even if I live in my small condo for the rest of my life and never have babies or go on fantastic vacations, I’ll still be happy. I’m focusing on being happy with all the glorious blessings God has granted us. Adam makes me happy.

                Wednesday night I have nothing going on, and I’d like to keep it that way. I have to complete some homework for Thursday evening.  And maybe do some eBay listings. I relisted the 3 stamp sets that didn’t sell last go around, along with about nine others. Two of the relisted ones sold, but one didn’t. I’m not willing to give it up for less than I’m listing it. The other sets I’ve listed aren’t doing so hot. Out of the 9 or so, I think one has a bid and there is only one more day on the listing! Semi-scary.

                So, that brings us to Thursday night! I started a quilting class last Thursday evening. There are only two people in the class, which is perfect because I can ask all the questions I want. I’ve always known how to quilt, but I just felt like I needed someone to teach it to me. I have no idea how to hand quilt, which I’ll learn.  It’s fun. I think the instructor is excited that I have general sewing knowledge, can load my own bobbin and have rotary cutter experience. That’s right, I’m a rock star. I picked out three fabrics to make my very first official quilt, after I’ve had instruction. Let me just say that they are beautiful colors, and this will be one stunning tiny quilt. It’s small like a yard by a yard I think? Maybe slightly bigger, so I guess that means it’s a baby quilt. I’ll be sure to post the process. The class was only $50, and I like have designated time every week that I quilt. It’s  five classes over 6 weeks.

                That’s most of my week in a nutshell. Now I’m going to talk about other happenings. This past weekend, yes Valentine’s Day in fact, we drove down to Portland, with my BIL and sometimes screaming nephew all to attend my Grandpa’s 90th birthday party. There were 150+ people at this thing. Slightly overwhelming, but very endearing that he has reached so many wonderful people in his last 90 years. My Grandma has done me the extreme honor of asking if I would mind completing his scrapbook, which includes stories from people in his life, and pictures of course. My FIL gave a speech, which my DH thought was entirely too long. It was a little long, but funny, in a punny kinda way. (That’s how Kieffer’s make jokes, punnily.)

                What did I do for Valentine’s Day you ask? Well, I thought I was going to do nothing, and honestly, the whole thought of Valentine’s Day had kind of escaped my mind since we’d be driving down to Portland. Well, Friday morning, Adam mentions that I should dress in some nice slacks for work, because he’s an ass man, and he likes the way my badunkadunk looks in tight slacks. So I figure, what the hell, I have a lot of time to get ready anyway. While I’m at work, he informs me that Macy’s is having a good sale and some Ben Sherman stuff is on sale that he’d like to go take a look at. Would I meet him at the mall? I said I didn’t feel like it, but I would if that was what he wanted, though I did convince him to pick me up instead of meeting me.

                We get to the mall, and he said he needs to go to The Container Store for some dumb thing in his bathrooms at work, which is across the street from where we parked, but I said it made no logical sense to go their first. Let’s go to a couple other places in the mall first, then we’ll do Container Store last. He starts insisting, and finally, I start catching on. We are going to Palomino’s, one of my favorite restaurants. Of course he has reservations, of course there are flowers there for me. The card, so thoughtful, said, “What an appropriate night to celebrate our love, another Friday the 13th.” (err, something along those lines). We were married on a Friday the 13th. Also! We ended up getting new cell phones, cause his was a piece of crap, and we needed to renew our plan anyway. Pretty sweet. Oh, and we got soft serve cones on the way home too. Bonus to the bonus of cell phones. He really surprises me sometimes. J


Tea, Stamps, Dad, Bowls, etc…

I shook a Magic 8 Ball the other day and asked; Will my future in Vintage Kitchenware sales be great? Most definitely was the answer. Frickin Sweet.


Can you tell this is a random post, like all my posts? Problem is, I wait so long between postings,  that I have to jumble it all together. I think I’ve been quite successful in not posting very much in 2009, so far. Let’s get this ball rolling though, shall we?


I’ve been on a tea kick , lately. Two days or so to be more exact. So, I’ve been tasting, buying random teas. I tried 3 different teas on Thursday, and they were all disgusting. My usual problem is  that the tea is  fruity, or not sweet enough. One of the said disgusting, I added too much sugar to, hence, making it unbearably disgusting. Friday, I bought a couple tea bags from Mighty Leaf to try out. The Organic Breakfast was pretty good. The funny thing about these Mighty Leaf teas is that they are whole leaves, in a biodegradable pouch. You open it and the amount of tea looks tiny. Let it steep for a few minutes, and that sucker swells up. I like the look of it all swelled up.  I’ll try to update you on teas I really like/hate. Trader Joe’s: Cranberry Orange something or other, disgusting. (Unless you like fruity teas). Mighty Leaf: Organic Breakfast – pretty darn good.

I went through an epiphany last month. That I don’t want to and don’t have the time to do Stampin’ Up! I have so many crafts slash hobbies that I need to pick and focus on the ones I want. So, I picked sewing and scrapbooking. Now, I won’t officially be dropped from Stampin’ Up! until April, because of their new guidelines, and suspending the dropping of demonstrators. Part of me says: Just drop me already!! and part of me says: Yay, I still get the discount. But, who am I fooling? I can’t afford to buy stamps right now, and I just want to sell all my shit. That’s the bottom line. Adam helped me pull down all my sets that were no longer current, so that I could begin listing them on eBay. That is 41 sets in all. I estimate that I could potentially gain around $380 from selling these off. I seem to be fairly accurate so far. I’ve listed 22 items, so far, and 7 have sold, putting me $7.61 above target. A bunch more sets are due to end tomorrow, and I hope that brings good news as well. I think I might need offer up all my cardstock to my fellow demonstrators, and sell it off in one big lot. That would be super awesome, cause otherwise, it would just sit there.  I’ll look into that more, around dropping time though.

My father is notorious for not giving any form of notice before he flies in. He lives in the Philippines, and ALWAYS stays with me when he’s in town. Super Bowl Sunday, I get a text in the afternoon that informs me he lands in the morning. Thanks for the 12 hour notice ombre. So, he’s here now, and his plans to stay could be one week, or up to 3 months. He has some legal things to tie up before he goes back. It’s not that I don’t like having my dad around, it’s that I don’t like having no plan. I’m not very good at flying by the seat of my pants. It’s why I make lists, why I freak out when things aren’t going my way, and why I HATE to waist a Saturday. It’s just frustrating. However, I am glad my daddy is here.

My team: That’s What She Said, is back in action. We have a strong start too. We’ve got at least 4 points on every other team we have in the league. There is one person, that will probably end in the finals with us. Sofa King Great, we only beat them by 19 pins last week. Too close for comfort if you ask me.

I’ve started 3 sacks. One bag for donations to Goodwill, one bag for garbage, and one bag of stuff for my Dad to take back to the Philippines. I hope to make real progress this weekend, with those three categories. My list of things to do this Saturday is a little ridiculous.



I like my job. It keeps me busy, it teaches me new things, and the people are nice. However, I’ve lately come to realize that my work is run by internet Nazi’s. Yes, you read right, internet Nazi’s. My director fully acknowledges that our times are slow, and people might have extra time on their hands. There are not enough projects to go around in this world and some people are bound to have nothing to do. But, we must all delete all im’ing programs from our machines, and only use the internet during our lunch/break times. During said times, we should have our signs that clear indicate we are on break or lunch visible. So, you can understand my internet Nazi reference. I don’t think it should matter how much I’m on the internet, as long as my job gets done. End of story.