It's beginning..

It's official, I've done it. I broke my number one rule of the holidays. NO CHRISTMAS BEFORE THANKSGIVING!

I'm pretty strict about this rule, apparently until today. And I guess I didn't really break the rule, I just bent it a little. What did I do you ask? Well let me tell ya!

If you're a recisionista like me you may have heard about this amazing website HauteLook. If you haven't you really should check it out, they offer designer labels at non-designer prices. Everything is 50-75% off! Seriously. And they have more than just clothes, you can get accessories, home goods, makeup, everything! They have new events every day so it's always a good time. 

Today one of the items they were offering was a $50 gift card to Paper Culture for only $20. So after looking through the awesome array of Christmas cards I did it. I couldn't help it! I've been thinking about this years Christmas cards and I knew I wanted to get one with a picture on it instead of sending a separate pic like last year, and these are awesome! Plus they're eco-friendly, printed on all recycled paper and PC plants a tree for every order. 

Now the hard part begins. I have to get the mister to comply with a family photo, the dog child has to be in this one. Plus I have to pick a card! There are so many I just don't know which one to pick. 

Here are my favorites:

To many choices! What do you guys think? Maybe I should get the picture done first. 
These are the times I know my mister loves me. I require a family picture for our Christmas cards and we're not even married yet. He's so good. 


Have a great day peeps! I'll be studying for my hellish Biology midterm that is tomorrow. Just thinking about it makes my head hurt.

Giants win the series! Giants win the series!

The Giants won! The Giants won the World Series! 

I can't believe it! After watching so many (over 140 out of 162) games this season they actually won the Championship! If someone would have told me that this would be happening back in June, or July or even in September I would have told them they were crazy! 

Let's talk about the crazy emotions that have run through me this evening...

Innings 1-4: Typical Giants baseball, but these guys want it. And Timmy was on FIRE. He understood that this was THE game. 

5th Inning: After eating a ton of leftover Halloween candy in the first four innings I crashed. I napped. It happens.

6th and 7th Innings: Did the dishes. And almost stabbed myself with a butcher knife when Renteria hit that three run homer. 

8th Inning: Commentated from the couch while the mister made dinner. Also ran interference with the mass amounts of texts he was getting.

9th Inning: Tried to eat dinner but was to nervous. Watched my boyfriend Brian Wilson load the count with 2 outs and strike out Cruz to win the game!

Then the jumping up and down started! The mister and I had to choke back tears watching our team celebrate on the field. After so much torture, so much disappointment during the season we WON. We FUCKIN' WON! sorry about the language. 

For the fans who never stopped believin' 

GO GIANTS!
Man I can't wait until next season.  

Sickies...

My house is still full of sick people.

Today I stayed home, and the mister came home around 10.

We then laid on the couch all day and watched Eureka.

This is really getting old. 

I'll be back when I feel better. 

Hopefully that will be before the new year.  

Things I learned today...

What did I do today?

I made a cake, and cupcakes. With just a hand mixer cause I'm not cool enough for a fancy stand mixer.

Did a ton of dishes. I do them ALL by hand, I'm pretty sure my dishwasher is the first one ever made.

Took a nap.

Made Brinner. Breakfast for dinner, and this isn't entirely true, I started then almost cut off my finger and the mister finished. Don't worry, I'm okay.

And I learned two important things:

Number One:

 
Created by Oatmeal

That's pretty good right? Only 41% chance that my family wants me for Brinner...could be worse.

Except dogchild didn't get any of the bacon grease tonight...there was evil in those eyes, pure evil.

AND....

Number Two:


Created by Oatmeal

That's right peeps, when the zombie apocalypse happens and I eventually get bitten, you'll have 1 hour and 17 minutes before I turn on you and eat your brains. 


Nommmm....brains.


I swear that's what mutley said to me while she was planning my demise. 

What can I say, the bitch likes bacon. 

Like momma like dogchild.

This is happening...

Today I cleaned half of my house. Then I ran out of steam and took a nap.

I've had that foggy headed-no energy-blah feeling now for a few days and today was definitely the worst so far. 

I hate that feeling. 

Sickness is not an option. 

Even though it's October and I always get sick in October, it's proven. Last year it was the swine flu, the year before that it was a killer cold. Every year October=sickies.

No bueno.

And I'm contemplating not going to class tomorrow. I think I'll go unless I wake up and feel like absolute death. My reasoning: it's our friend Felica's birthday party tomorrow and I promised her a cake. A cake that I don't have all the ingredients for. Since the mister and I share a car I'll need it to get the missing ingredients so if I have to wake up and take him to work I may as well go to class. We'll see. I may just take him, go to the store, come home and go back to bed. 

It comes in waves that icky feeling. One minute I'm fine, the next the lady at the convenience store is telling me I look really tired. Yeah that happened, I didn't really know what to say. Inside it went something like "mind your own business and give me my f-in' 7-up lady!"

And this cake is also not an option. Why? Because it's this cake. Tomorrow is a trial run for C's boyfriend's birthday. And it looks delicious, and I've wanted to make it since I got the book.

So now I'm off to bed. 

But first I want to say thank you for the comments! It really makes my day to think someone is reading this stuff! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!

Goodnight! 

Jeff Probst is kind of a jerkwad...

I'm "watching" Survivor. That means it's on, I occasionally pay attention but really I've been running around the interwebs. 

But Jeff Probst, you're a jerkwad!

An extremely good looking jerkwad, but really are there other kinds?

You know who isn't a jerkwad?

The e-trade baby. 

Have you seen the new commercial? I LOVE IT!!! I laugh every time. 

Pretty sure the dogchild won't let me ride her. 

I guess I'll need to find a baby, sigh.  

It's Tuesday. 

I don't really like Tuesday's.
It's sandwiched in between cranky Monday and almost there Wednesday.
And there is just so much to do. 
All the things around the house that I didn't do over the weekend. Thanks margaritas... 
The homework that is due Wednesday.
Grocery shopping since we ate all the food over the weekend.


Ugh.


Here's what I should do today:


*Put gas in the car. not really an option, hopefully I have enough to get to the gas station.
*Clean out the car. It's become pretty embarrassing.  
*Shop for food. THE WORST! This usually means I have to take an inventory of what I have, make a list, blah, blah, blah...
*Go to Target. The only thing I'm looking forward to.
*Finish my Biology portfolio. Due tomorrow, almost done, like 85%. 
*Study for Biology quiz tomorrow. Luckily this is the one I accidentally studied for two weeks ago.    
*Start reading Jane Eyre for my History of Women Writers class. 
*Look over the rough draft I just got back from my writing teacher. Final draft due Monday.
*Vacuum. I don't remember the last time I did this...J would be so disappointed!
*Dust. Someone wrote in my TV stand that this needed to be done.
*Put away laundry. At least it's done?
*Clean the bedroom. Pretty sure there's a cedar chest under that massive pile of clothes.
*Find my kitchen table. I know it's there somewhere.
*Pay the bills. Da bills! 

Oh yeah and The Giants play game 3 of the NLCS at 1:00, the mister said this morning that if I didn't watch it I would be fired and have to find a job. Like I would miss it!

And it's yogilates tonight. I'm beginning to think that it's about the only thing that keeps me sane through the week. 

Alright Tuesday. 
Let's do this.
You're going down!