Friday Confessional-House Hunting Round 2 and Vacation DayDreaming

Huh, what’s the matter? You don’t like my house? Does my house stink? That’s right it stinks! –Rocky

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I confess…

That Match and I went house hunting yesterday and it was exhausting but exciting all at once. We found a realtor we love. No more bitchface! This guy knew his stuff. He wasn’t pushy, and he took time out of his day to show us the downtown area and restaurants he thought we’d like.

I confess…

That there was one fireplace that was big enough for me to live in. Look at the size of that thing!

I confess…

That I’m sad that Sassy Couple won’t be our neighbors, but this is a better town for us. I made Sassy Girl promise they’ll still visit.

I confess…

That it amazes me how badly some people will abuse a home when they’ve been foreclosed on. Check out what this toolbag did to their house when the bank took it back. Like it wasn’t their fault they defaulted on their home loan…some people are so lame.

I confess…

That there were some homes that were too dirty to even go inside. I would have had to spend a lot on musty odor removal austin and cleaning just to make it livable. No matter what we end up buying we’ll definitely need to lok into http://www.thesteamteam.com and get the place professionally cleaned. Who knows what or who has been there before us?

I confess…

That I cannot wait to be a homeowner. It is such an emotional process and I’m trying so hard to not just fall in love and instead be logical about this. I’m trying to stay grounded people. It is not an easy task!

 

I’m also doubling up this post with a Friday Day Dreaming meme hosted by R We There Yet Mom


It’s a fun little blog prompt where you post one of your favorite vacation pictures and tell a little about it.

Right now I wish I was here:

This was taken in Emerald Bay in Lake Tahoe last summer. The weather was perfect. Not too hot, not too cold. We drank bloody marys and rode around in Tahoe Couple’s boat. Unfortunately they don’t live there anymore and they sold their boat. 🙁 But I would love to go back to Emerald Bay sometime in the near future and rent a boat for the weekend. But I think that will have to wait until after we buy the house. Where is my money tree when I need it?!

Friday Confessional-It’s Been One Hell of a Week

Luke: I’m just having a bad day.
Lorelai: Zzz.
Luke: What?
Lorelai: Days. You’ve been stomping around, barking at people for days.
Luke: I have not.
Lorelai: Yes, Cujo, you have.-Gilmore Girls

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I confess…

That I’m so glad it’s Friday. It’s been one hell of a week and I haven’t been sleeping much. When I don’t get enough sleep I can be a little bit snappy.

I confess…

that the house hunt is already frustrating me. I know it’s supposed to be exciting but it’s also a big giant commitment so it makes me all nervous and fretful. This could be why I haven’t been sleeping.

Then we met with our Realtor on Tuesday and she was a total biatch. It was our first meeting and she didn’t even bother to shake my hand or Match’s. She was rude and short with us and acted as if she were doing us a favor by showing us homes. She even told us she has a day job and then asked if we could schedule viewings around her schedule. I went home that night, emailed her and fired that bitch. BOOM.

I confess…

That Match isn’t making the house hunt any easier by suggesting multiple towns to look in. Finding a home in one town is hard enough, but now we’re branching our search to two…and they are in completely different places. In different counties. My head hurts.

I confess…

That after our meeting with BitchFace Realtor we went to Sassy Couple’s house where Sassy Guy got Match drunk on the drink Skinny Bitch. It’s some weird diet drink that is basically all vodka. This was actually really funny to watch. We played outdoor bean bags (sort of like horse shoes) for hours and it looked a little something like this when the boys would beat us:

It then ended with Match in the fetus position on our bathroom floor. The next morning he told me he was very grateful for my housekeeping prowess and the fact that he knew he was puking into a clean toilet. At least he can see the silver lining!

I confess…

That Thursday I got lost while running errands and spent an hour driving around wasting gas. It was one of those days I really wished I had a smartphone so I could just GPS my way out of there.

I confess…

That I called Match and told him so. He just laughed at my ability to get myself as lost as I had. “How did you end up two towns away?!” Then I hit every red light when I finally did find my way back. And all of the crazy drivers were on the road, and I almost got side swipped twice! Luckily I made it home in one piece.

I confess…

That I almost lost it in the grocery store later that day. The express lane is for FAST people Miss WhotheFStillWritesACheckTheseDays! And she had the nerve to ask for help out with her one bag of groceries. She was not elderly. She was in excellent shape, just whiney. I wanted to punch her. The girl in front of her forgot her pin number and smelled like stale cigars. At least the checker was nice!

I confess…

That the only good part about yesterday was my volunteer interview. I applied to be a volunteer at a crisis nursery. It’s a place where families in need can bring their little ones, ages 0-5 years. The family has to be in real crisis: newly homeless, domestic violence, and so on. My job as a volunteer would be to simply play with the kids and make their time enjoyable. The nursery is their happy place and it would be my job to help them forget what’s going on in their lives and just be a buddy. I cannot wait to start.

I confess…

That after this crazy week I’m SO ready for Geeky’s Bachelorette party this weekend. A little escape and a night out with the woo girls is exactly what I need!

Friday Confessional-Taking a Sick Day from Partying

Ted: That’s why I have this list, so I never make the mistake of thinking I could still pull an all-nighter.
Marshall: I’m too old for that stuff.
Ted: Or eat an entire pizza in one sitting.
Marshall: I’m too old for that stuff.
Ted: Or hang posters on your wall without frames.
Marshall: Wait. Wait! I’m too old for that stuff. By the way, how good is Lethal Weapon? –How I Met Your Mother

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I confess…

That I’m a terrible, terrible friend. I flaked out on Tomboy and her boyfriend’s going away party. I lied and told Tahoe Couple and Tomboy that I was sick and couldn’t make it to the festivities. Me miss out on a party? Cue Gasp!

I confess…

That I’m not really sick. I’m just sick of partying. This summer has felt like one big drunk fest and I just didn’t have another party in me. Plus this wasn’t just a party, this was going to be two nights in Santa Cruz,  where there would be tons of repetitive drinking games, lots of bad tasting cheap beer, and inevitably me sleeping  on an uncomfortable couch.

I confess…

In the words of Murtagh, I’m too old for that shit. Every once in awhile sleeping on a couch (or maybe passing out on the dog bed) is all fine and dandy. But I’m not in college anymore. When I party with friends, I would like to be able to sleep in a comfortable guest bed, or get a DD to drive me home to sleep in my own bed. I am also pretty over these parties with the same drinking games over and over again. I love our group, but just once could we have a party where we all just hang out and talk? Or maybe play a game like taboo or something, where drinking just happens naturally, instead of as a part of the game?

I confess…

That I’m also semi-dreading Geeky’s bachelorette next weekend. I know it will be fun, but it is another night where drinking will be #1 on the menu. At least she changed the venue and instead of a weekend in Tahoe, now it’s just one night at a country bar. It’s a place I’ve never been and I’ve heard it’s a blast. We’re also going in style, renting a limo, drinking champagne, the works. And Geeky has a really comfy guestroom and breakfast planned for the next day. On second thought, maybe I’m not dreading it so much. 😉

I confess…

That I’m getting to that age where I’m ready for a different kind of party. I love hanging out with Sassy Couple and their friends, dancing with the kids and singing karaoke with Sassy’s little girl. We sip on some wine, maybe play some lawn bean bags, and cuddle their babies. It’s a very mellow kind of partying.

I confess…

That I will miss Tomboy and her man. Hopefully Match and I can make a trip up to Oregon to visit them. I think we’d have a lot more fun hanging out with just the two of them. I think they’re kind of over the wild partying too, but feel obligated to the rest of the group to throw one last big party.

I confess…

That even though I can be the life of the party, I’m definitely a homebody at heart. I can’t wait to curl up on the couch tonight in my pj-jays, with a glass of wine, a dvd and maybe some chocolate chips and strawberries. Sounds like the perfect remedy for my “sickness” to me.

Friday Confessional-I’m a Terrible Dog Mommy

Monica: How cute is the on-call doctor?
Rachel: So cute I’m thinking about jamming this pen in my eye! –Friends

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I confess…

That I gave my own puppy a black eye.

I didn’t mean it, I swear! I’m a terrible dog mommy.

I confess…

That dogs should never play fetch with me. It isn’t safe. I’m a giant klutzimo! I threw the chuckit for him, and the tennis ball launched early and hit my poor Monkey square in the eye!

We hoped it would get better by the next day but it was worse. I decided to take him in and pay the urgent care fee. It’s a good thing I did because apparently he scratched the lenses of BOTH eyes. The vet’s theory is he must have pawed at it after he got hurt. He also has swelling and bruising around his eye. I gave my dog a shiner. 🙁

I confess…

That my vet is a hottie and makes me tongue tied when I have to see him. This is not good because then I come off as not only a terrible pet mommy but a bumbling idiot. I was grateful that the urgent care was a drop off and I only had to talk on the phone with Hottie Vet instead of seeing him face to face. I was less grateful when Hottie Vet Tech came to get him. What is up with my Vet office? It’s like Grey’s Anatomy Animal Hospital over there! Hottie Vet said that he’s seen much worse and it wasn’t a big deal. He also said dogs tend to not hold grudges. I’m just relieved he didn’t send him home with a doggie eye patch.

I confess…

That while I’m sad he’s hurt, I love it when he’s all cuddly like this. He’s extra sweet and of course is getting extra loves. This makes me wonder if he’s playing it up just a little. Ok, I mostly said that to ease my own guilt. My poor little furbaby! This little accident seriously made me consider getting pet insurance from www.wholesaleinsurance.net. Luckily Hottie Vet didn’t charge too much.

Friday Confessional-Passed Out on the Dog Bed

Neil: What do you mean, Rick? You passed out after half a glass of cider.
Rick: Did I? Blimey, that’s a bit anarchic! Anyway, it just goes to show you, Neil. Even when I’m unconscious, I can pick up the birds. Erm, I mean, forge meaningful relationships with birds… chicks… tarts… women. Women! –The Young Ones

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I confess…

That after the awesome sauce that was Monica and Chandler’s wedding I may have passed out on the dog bed instead of the couch and didn’t even care.

I confess…

That I’m sure I have a lot more to confess that I can’t remember. It was an incredible night and I can’t wait to share all the details with you. But right now I need to eat some hang over food and watch all of the evidence videos and maybe take a nap. This time on a human bed!