Wanna Play Catch-up!?

So I haven't blogged in quite some time (and even though I have open house in 1 hour)... I decided now would be the perfect time to catch everyone up on how things are going. I closed on my house (finally!) and had to sign a zillion papers (now I know how celebrities feel). Dad and little brother placed down floors in the master bedroom and closet. Some family came and helped me slap a coat of paint on some of the walls (if only that was as easy as it sounds). My cousin is uprooting my backyard as we speak (he is the best!). The bug man is stopping by in the A.M. (so long, spiders!). I got a remote to my garage and can enter through the car, whoo-hoo! (it's like I have super powers!). I haven't moved in quite yet, or atleast not all of me. I've got to have it sprayed (first priority), and I've got to snab a hot water heater (for cheap!) before it will be livable. And throw my bedroom suite into the trunk of my car... and I'm good to go! I pray I'm in by next weekend... 


Now to go meet the new kiddos! Let's do this!!!

Floors...spiders... and creepers... oh my!

The parents woke me up early at 9:00 this morning to inform me that Lowe's was having a store-wide sale. They told me that the sale included a style of hardwood laminate flooring that matched the one already in my house. (I should probably fill you in by sharing that there are hardwood laminate floors in the den, but the bedrooms all have dirt capturing carpet). Mom and Dad know how I feel about sales (especially considering I have a 10% off coupon), so I rolled out of bed, threw myself together, and drove to meet them at my pending home for a personal color match check. The parents were waiting for me inside with an opened box of planks, that they purchased for me to review. I snapped a couple planks together on top of the carpet, tilted my head from side to side, knelt down like a ninja, and finally decided that the colors did indeed match. Before leaving the house to purchase the flooring, I shared my last night's Lifetime Movie experience with my dad. Lifetime Movies always involve a little love, murder, deception, and basically a bunch of crazy people. The movie I watched last night involved this man who snuck into this woman's garage every night, and hid in her attic. He drugged her while she was asleep... and I'll leave the rest to your imagination. I opened the door to my garage and pointed out the attic entrance, while asking dad if there was any way to fill it with cement. Daddy wasn't paying me much attention, and instead he was walking around the garage pointing out bugs to freak me out. As he was inspecting the surroundings, I heard him say "uh-oh" (Daddy never says "uh-oh"). I now regret even asking him what was wrong in the first place. No... there wasn't a crazy man trying to sneak into the garage... but this was just about as horrible! Daddy found... a... black widow spider on the garage door railing! I thought I was going to pass out right there (I would post a picture of it on here... but I don't want to see it each time I look at my blog). So my lesson for today, thanks to Lifetime Network and spiders, is... garages may not be as safe as you think ::sigh::.

First things on the move-in checklist: bug man and padlocks.... and a tornado shelter...

"It's Closing Time..."

                           

See that faint light at the end of the tunnel? Wanna know what it is?
 IT'S ME CLOSING ON A HOUSE! 
And it only took 25 years!

Start the count-down! Only 6 more days! WHOOP! WHOOP!

What is... funny?!

Summer has really really REALLY messed up my sleeping routine. I've been falling asleep somewhere between 1:00-2:00 every morning night, which is going to kick my hiney when school starts back. Anyways, the other night I decided to "wait it out" through watching t.v (since counting sheep never seems to work). Time passed by quickly and before I knew it, Jimmy Fallon was walking across my television screen. Now I enjoy late night talk shows. I crack a laugh every now and then while watching Jay Leno or Conan O' Brien. However, I never really cared for Jimmy Fallon. I'm not sure if it's because I'm usually asleep when his show comes on, or because he just isn't that funny to me. Anyways, his show was on, so I figured I'd attempt to watch it. The main reason in my choice was because Ryan Gosling ("if you're a bird... I'm a bird") was making a guest appearance. Anyways...one of Jimmy Fallon's activities of the night involved sharing some of his viewers' embarrassing stories, which they had sent him through email. One of the stories was from a guy complaining about his mother dressing him for Halloween when he was a child. He said that for a few years, it was always the same. She made him dress up like Alex Trebek. Here's the good part (are you ready?)... his mother would walk him to different people's doors and wait for them to answer. Whenever they opened the door, he had to say "What is trick-or-treat?" Hahahaha! Now that's funny!

I guess I can't really blame the mother that did this to her poor defenseless child. If I had a little boy right now, it would be very tempting to dress him up like Dwight Schrute. Instead of saying "What is trick-or-treat?"....I'd make him say something like "Why would I flatter you by saying trick-or-treat, when you are doing something that I am perfectly capable of doing myself."  Good ole' Dwight...

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It's a Sock in a Bun!

Some of my favorite blogs are those describing how to create different hairstyles.... because my hair is BoRiNg at mostly all times. It's flat when I want it to puff, it's stringy when I want it to curl, and it pretty much never seems to cooperate. Now... many people would say that I'm a creative person. Give me a paintbrush... and I'll paint your name all cutesy. Give me some Modge Podge... and I'll transform any surface into art. Give me a melody... and I'll write you a song. Give me a hairstyle... and I'll make a tangled hot mess. I came across this technique called the sock bun. You're supposed to get a sock, cut the toe off, and roll it into a donut. Then you put your hair in a ponytail, and basically work to mold your hair into the shape of the sock. This method is supposed to make beautiful curls if you sleep in it at night (with your hair damp).

 Through trying this technique, I've come to realize two things:

Realization #1 (negative): There is not a sock in this whole world that is going to produce curls in my hair.

Realization #2 (positive): The sock bun makes my hair look fuller, and gives me a sassy Wilma Flintstone look.

And you know what.... I think I like it.  

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Free Friday Fun!!

Today consisted of a money saving morning of freebies & cheapies! First up... WINN DIXIE! Do you remember in this post where I talked about "not being the lady that clears the shelves" in stores? Well.. I have a confession... I was just that lady (sorry). I glanced at Winn Dixie's ad today to make sure there wasn't anything that I just had to have... but there was... BROWNIES! In fact, I needed 12 boxes of them! Duncan Hines Brownies were on sale for B1G1 free... AND (here's the exciting part) I had a coupon for B2G1 free!  That means I would be buying 12 boxes of brownies for the price of two (under $5)! If you are a teacher, you know that brownies are gold! And it takes two boxes to feed 20 sugar craving kiddos! So... I indeed cleared the shelf. I also had 7 coupons for White Castles for $.50 cents off... which doubles to $1.00. You don't see a lot of these coupons and they expire tomorrow so... I cleared the shelf again. However, I bought some Yoplait yogurt and left plenty behind for others. I apologize to anyone who is going to Winn Dixie today in hopes of brownies and White Castles... I'm usually not like this... 

12 boxes of brownies, 7 boxes of White Castles, & 12 containers of Yoplait Yogurt for  $36.87!
I saved  $34.30! Almost 50%!

After saving money at Winn Dixie, I drove to Ruby Tuesday for a free meal (gosh... I love coupons!). Ruby Tuesday's isn't my most favorite place in the world, but I have respect for free food. I ordered it to go, and parked in the ToGo parking space that I rarely get to take advantage of at restaurants.  I walked in, claimed my burger, they wished me a "Happy Birthday" (it's not my birthday), and left. Day well done if I do say so myself...