Between work and life I have had very little time to get my blog on.
same story now. the difference is that I'm fighting sleepy time. I'll only regret it each minute more in the morning.
work is getting a shake up. I'll be getting 6 months of field experience. what that entails exactly I don't fully know yet. I just know that my current projects are being given to other people and my responsibilities are being divvied up and I am assuming a whole new role until right after my birthday. I'll be traveling throughout the grand state of Illinois for an array of reasons (more to come once confirmed).
Kim's still in the hunt for something but I know she'll get something sooner rather than later. There isn't a lot out there and not a lot out there that sounds appealing.
Taxes are done and will soon be en route to the state and government to give us some money.
What we do with that money has a potential purpose but it seems to shift and change the more it's thought about. Do we update the kitchen? Pay off old debt? Have a wild and crazy vacation? All of the above?
I've think I've found my photo editing software of choice. Now, for it to get released and for me to buy it. I want warmer weather and more camera-acceptable social situations and there'll be more pictures to see. I'm going to start bringing it with more often. Sorry. It's all for the best. The more pictures I take the better the outcomes will be. I'm bringing a false sense of class to our fantastic nights of tall boys and inappropriate conversation.
I've been stuck on Paramore lately. Right now it's "Misguided Ghosts." It's a really good CD and worth buying if you haven't already. Oh and my earlier review of the "fun." cd was underrated. It's actually really good. "The Gambler" and "Light a Roman Candle with me" are really good. It's more mellow than I had originally hoped but the guy's got a really good voice.
What else?
I'm now in 2 weddings in the next 14 months. Groomsman and best man. That means a speech. Hmm...that daunting task that once plagued Rich now lays in my hands. That and a bachelor party. He's hoping for paintball but I need to weigh the fading athleticism of us all and figure out if we'll be able to get physical and still have social delight in the same night. We'll see. There's still some time but it'll be good no matter what happens. Who's in?
I think I could write a whole blog on the Olympics and maybe I will but not tonight. Basically, they've been awesome. I love being patriotic every 2 years. It's fun.
And this has been 5 minutes inside the brain of me. Yikes.
2.24.2010
2.09.2010
things, work, dad, mom, superbowl, diapers, meat, cars and snow
Do you have those things you have to do but really hate doing? Lord knows I do. Lots of. The two things I really dislike doing the most are getting gas for my car and getting a haircut. I'm happier once those two things are completed but I don't like taking the time out to do it. I want my car to stay full all the time and for the shaggy, shitty looking hairdo to become an acceptable corporate practice.
Speaking of corporate - turns out I might have an opportunity for something new and different at work. I'm game. I'd get to work for a different area for 6mo to a year or so. Field experience. Makes me feel so military. But...in khakis and button down shirt. I'm told it's a big deal to be picked for it but we'll see. With only 6 months somewhere and knowing that my old job awaits, it will be a fun time to explore and shake a thing up or two. Though - what's the point for only 6 months? It takes that long to get acclimated to a new job in corporate America. I could be wrong. Either way, it'll be an escape for a little while and I might learn a thing or two. And if nothing else, I'll at least be able to bitch about my longer commute, but it falls in the summer so it'll at least be nice out.
Ah - which also means no intern! I was excited to get to manage some young college mind for a few months. I'm not sure I'm the best representation of the corporate culture but that might not be such a bad thing. But if it's a choice between career advancement or a few months of managing someone, I'll take the advancement opportunity. It was fun to interview everyone and go through the process but there's always next year.
On a brighter note...
My dads surgery went well. I wanted to take a picture of him in the hospital but he probably would've slapped me silly. That would've been really funny, come to think of it. A 50 something year old man, doped up on morphine, flailing his arms around yelling, "don't take my picture, god damnit!" Haha...
But seriously, the doctor said it went as well as it could have. He's bed ridden for only a few more days and then he can start to be back up on his feet and doing more active things, yet not lifting anything more than 10 pounds. Sucks but at least he is currently cancer free, right? Right. More on that in the future.
In even more positive news, today is my mom's birthday (Monday). Happy Birthday, Mom. We were able to hang out with her and Al on Saturday for an evening of laid back Asian dinner at the Red Lantern (eh, it's the Adam's Rib of Asian cuisine...it needs a few months to iron out the kinks). Then we came back and ate on some cupcakes I made (weird because I don't tend to get my bake on). The cupcakes lent themselves to some good pictures and my mom enjoyed her gifts. 2.5 bottles of wine later...we had ourselves a successful night.
Which led right into Superbowl Sunday! The commercials were ok this year but
nothing too spectacular. My favorites were "casual day" and the snickers commercial with Betty White. Classics.
The BBQ pulled pork was a hit. The spice rub and 10 hours in the slow cooker really made the dish so good. It was even good as leftovers. I felt bad for Nick because people kept eating the pork and not so much on the chili. I also witnessed something new. A doggy diaper. I thought it was a myth. I always told Kim that having a kid makes more sense because you can put a diaper on a kid...but evidently you can also put a diaper on a dog. It's a sight to see for sure.
All in all, a good weekend. Lots of different things went on and I look forward to the upcoming weekend as well. Though...I don't know what's going on really, aside from a dinner on Sunday night. I bet Kim has competition or at least dance practice and that's about it.
Um...and yeah. The Chicago Auto show is coming up. Let's go. It's been 2 years
and it was fun then so I bet it would be fun now.
That's all I've got. Here's to the upcoming foot of snow!
Speaking of corporate - turns out I might have an opportunity for something new and different at work. I'm game. I'd get to work for a different area for 6mo to a year or so. Field experience. Makes me feel so military. But...in khakis and button down shirt. I'm told it's a big deal to be picked for it but we'll see. With only 6 months somewhere and knowing that my old job awaits, it will be a fun time to explore and shake a thing up or two. Though - what's the point for only 6 months? It takes that long to get acclimated to a new job in corporate America. I could be wrong. Either way, it'll be an escape for a little while and I might learn a thing or two. And if nothing else, I'll at least be able to bitch about my longer commute, but it falls in the summer so it'll at least be nice out.
Ah - which also means no intern! I was excited to get to manage some young college mind for a few months. I'm not sure I'm the best representation of the corporate culture but that might not be such a bad thing. But if it's a choice between career advancement or a few months of managing someone, I'll take the advancement opportunity. It was fun to interview everyone and go through the process but there's always next year.
On a brighter note...
My dads surgery went well. I wanted to take a picture of him in the hospital but he probably would've slapped me silly. That would've been really funny, come to think of it. A 50 something year old man, doped up on morphine, flailing his arms around yelling, "don't take my picture, god damnit!" Haha...
But seriously, the doctor said it went as well as it could have. He's bed ridden for only a few more days and then he can start to be back up on his feet and doing more active things, yet not lifting anything more than 10 pounds. Sucks but at least he is currently cancer free, right? Right. More on that in the future.
In even more positive news, today is my mom's birthday (Monday). Happy Birthday, Mom. We were able to hang out with her and Al on Saturday for an evening of laid back Asian dinner at the Red Lantern (eh, it's the Adam's Rib of Asian cuisine...it needs a few months to iron out the kinks). Then we came back and ate on some cupcakes I made (weird because I don't tend to get my bake on). The cupcakes lent themselves to some good pictures and my mom enjoyed her gifts. 2.5 bottles of wine later...we had ourselves a successful night.
Which led right into Superbowl Sunday! The commercials were ok this year but
nothing too spectacular. My favorites were "casual day" and the snickers commercial with Betty White. Classics.
The BBQ pulled pork was a hit. The spice rub and 10 hours in the slow cooker really made the dish so good. It was even good as leftovers. I felt bad for Nick because people kept eating the pork and not so much on the chili. I also witnessed something new. A doggy diaper. I thought it was a myth. I always told Kim that having a kid makes more sense because you can put a diaper on a kid...but evidently you can also put a diaper on a dog. It's a sight to see for sure.
All in all, a good weekend. Lots of different things went on and I look forward to the upcoming weekend as well. Though...I don't know what's going on really, aside from a dinner on Sunday night. I bet Kim has competition or at least dance practice and that's about it.
Um...and yeah. The Chicago Auto show is coming up. Let's go. It's been 2 years
and it was fun then so I bet it would be fun now.That's all I've got. Here's to the upcoming foot of snow!
2.03.2010
Not much to say
No exciting topics tonight.
Someone asked me about my dad today and I wanted to say, "you could just follow the info updates on my blog," but realized that I don't widely distribute this bad boy and probably for good reason. I don't know, what do you think?
I don't tend to talk about work on here too much so I should be safe there. And if I bitch about people I'll usually keep it nice and vague to make it less obvious. At the same time, do I really want it to get where people I don't really know are reading this? Plus, who would want to read this who I don't know? Who do I know that wants to read this? I guess it's an easy way to kill 5-10 minutes at work. Plus, it doesn't look like a facebook application so we're safe there.
If someone asks me what my site is I'll share but I don't want to openly promote my ramblings. Maybe I should...dunno.
So, last night I wanted to try a new alarm clock approach to see if I would react better to it because I have become numb to my old alarm clock. I'll hit snooze or off in my sleep and keep on going. I have one of those iPod alarm clocks I never use and thought it could be fun to wake up to a song. Terrible idea. Around comes the waking hours and on comes "Somebody to Love" by Queen. If that opening chorus isn't enough to scare the shit out of someone as the first thing they hear I don't know what is. I think the song was on for under 5 seconds before I was up and ready for the day. I guess it worked but never again will I wake up to the sounds of Freddie Mercury. F no. "Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan..." AAAH, turn it off, turn it off!
That's all I've got. How about I put up some pictures I like that I've taken lately. I'm still learning the simple tunings of Photoshop and I'll get there eventually. For now, it's all about color adjustments/enhancements and sharpening my images. I think I have a pretty good eye for a shot and if I don't I can crop pretty well. Let's see...and in no particular order...
My parents always bring over good wine and sometimes it's fun to watch it slide down the glass before I have another
I tell her she's my photo muse all of the time. She says she hates it but then she gives me the fishy face and it cracks me up to no end.
Always a good time with Mr. Warmack.
I dunno why but I like this picture.
Let's do one more and then bed...
From the trees outside. There was a crazy ice storm and here's what came from it. Cool stuff.
I'm still not mobile enough to get take pictures whenever I see something awesome. I'll get there. Eventually, my friends will not see the camera and go "ooh, gotta pose," and then we'll get some really awesome photos. So far so good.
If you click on any of the photos, you'll get it to pop up in a different window at full resolution, which always looks so much better. The best thing about the photos you see is none of them have been altered in Photoshop, except for converting the one of Adam to b&w.
Someday, I'll learn layers and blurs and other stuff. But for now it's just taking something good the first go round.
That's all she wrote, folks.
Tuesday out and Humpday in.
Happy Wednesday.
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Listening to: Owl City - Dental Care
via FoxyTunes
Someone asked me about my dad today and I wanted to say, "you could just follow the info updates on my blog," but realized that I don't widely distribute this bad boy and probably for good reason. I don't know, what do you think?
I don't tend to talk about work on here too much so I should be safe there. And if I bitch about people I'll usually keep it nice and vague to make it less obvious. At the same time, do I really want it to get where people I don't really know are reading this? Plus, who would want to read this who I don't know? Who do I know that wants to read this? I guess it's an easy way to kill 5-10 minutes at work. Plus, it doesn't look like a facebook application so we're safe there.
If someone asks me what my site is I'll share but I don't want to openly promote my ramblings. Maybe I should...dunno.
So, last night I wanted to try a new alarm clock approach to see if I would react better to it because I have become numb to my old alarm clock. I'll hit snooze or off in my sleep and keep on going. I have one of those iPod alarm clocks I never use and thought it could be fun to wake up to a song. Terrible idea. Around comes the waking hours and on comes "Somebody to Love" by Queen. If that opening chorus isn't enough to scare the shit out of someone as the first thing they hear I don't know what is. I think the song was on for under 5 seconds before I was up and ready for the day. I guess it worked but never again will I wake up to the sounds of Freddie Mercury. F no. "Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan..." AAAH, turn it off, turn it off!
That's all I've got. How about I put up some pictures I like that I've taken lately. I'm still learning the simple tunings of Photoshop and I'll get there eventually. For now, it's all about color adjustments/enhancements and sharpening my images. I think I have a pretty good eye for a shot and if I don't I can crop pretty well. Let's see...and in no particular order...
My parents always bring over good wine and sometimes it's fun to watch it slide down the glass before I have another
I tell her she's my photo muse all of the time. She says she hates it but then she gives me the fishy face and it cracks me up to no end.
Always a good time with Mr. Warmack.
I dunno why but I like this picture.
Let's do one more and then bed...
From the trees outside. There was a crazy ice storm and here's what came from it. Cool stuff.
I'm still not mobile enough to get take pictures whenever I see something awesome. I'll get there. Eventually, my friends will not see the camera and go "ooh, gotta pose," and then we'll get some really awesome photos. So far so good.
If you click on any of the photos, you'll get it to pop up in a different window at full resolution, which always looks so much better. The best thing about the photos you see is none of them have been altered in Photoshop, except for converting the one of Adam to b&w.
Someday, I'll learn layers and blurs and other stuff. But for now it's just taking something good the first go round.
That's all she wrote, folks.
Tuesday out and Humpday in.
Happy Wednesday.
----------------
Listening to: Owl City - Dental Care
via FoxyTunes
2.01.2010
In no particular order
I guess I have all sorts of mish mashed thoughts jumbling around in that lump 3 ft above my ass tonight.
I had a fun filled weekend of the arts of a variety of sorts, many delicious brews and deciding, "ya know what, I'm not gonna go to work and that's a-ok."
Bright and early this morning my dad had cancer surgery. The good news is - the doctor said it went as well as it could have. The bad is that he's doped up on morphine and in funky levels of pain. It was a 3.5 hour surgery, which isn't so bad I'm told. Mid today, Kim and I decided to go visit his recovering self in the hospital and see if he was up and coherent. Luckily for us he was. It was depressingly positive, if such an emotion exists. You're happy to see that your dad is still around. The surgery intended to remove him of a life threatening cancer is potentially removed and the road to good health and recovery should be all we see from here on out. Any other option is one I refuse to consider at this point. The oddity was walking into a hospital room to see your dad all hooked up like he's an extra in the Matrix. There's one wire for morphine. There's another for blood pressure. Another for saline fluids. He 's got these tubes that go to these devises on his feet to keep the muscles moving to prevent blood clots (which was pretty cool, actually). In front of him is a tray of unappetizing hospital liquids (clear only) that he's got to pretend are bearable while trying to get Mr. Stomach to play nicely.
But with the unfamiliar site came some humor.
As I learned, one of the perks to visiting a man doped up on morphine is you have no idea what he'll say or talk about. So, when he was awake he was a riot. He told us the ins and outs of poker strategy for a good 20 minutes. We knew the drugs were flowing like a riv er when the stories hit repeat. A good sign to tell us he needs his rest and it's time to head on home. My favorite conversation he had was with the nurse who tried to seem empathetic to whatever he wanted, which was solid food. After checking for him, she informed my dad that only liquids could be consumed. He bargained for some juice and she thought about it and said, "how about a sierra mist? You can choose from diet or regular." Oh goodie, a kid in a candy store. Nevertheless, it was really funny to see a 50 something old man sort of pout for not getting what he wanted. But who could blame him? He just had his prostate removed and holes put into his abdomen for life threatening reasons...after having to fast for 48 hours. I think I'd want a little something to make me happy too, but that's just me...and my dad, ha, right?
But on any note - he's doing well. He'll be stuck in the hospital all day tomorrow and hopes to go home Wednesday, where he gets to stay bed ridden for a full week. That won't be too much fun, but at least he gets the comfort of home and not the overly clean yet deathly smell of the hospital. Blech. So, here's to him, his health and the hope that cancer stays the hell away from him again. It's become too much of a trend in my families and I'd prefer it to be a fad that fades away as fast as it's come around.
What else?
Oh - Saturday - day 1 of the fasting for dad - we were able to check out The Million Dollar Quartet at the Apollo Theater in Chicago. Well worth the money paid. If you're a fan of Elvis, Johnny Cash or Jerry Lee Lewis then it's worth checking out. The theater is intimate; I don't think there was a bad seat in the house. From the moment the house lights went down to the time they went back up it was nonstop music. The storyline was a tad weak but anytime you thought, "well, this seems a bit far fetched..." there would be more music and good music at that. I looked around throughout the show and people were always singing along or tapping their feet. It was almost like a show for people who don't really go and see shows...if that makes sense.
From there - off to the south end of Grant Park to check out Adam's entry to the snow sculpting com petition. It was really, really cool to see all of the sculptures. I think Adam was robbed for 3rd place but hey - he still placed and now I can say I know someone who does something like that. For it and his upcoming birthday we were able to celebrate with him at a local bar. I had hoped many more folks could come play because I knew we'd have fun and we almost got ourselves into a whole world of trouble, but the photos turned out well. It's always a good time when Adam works his way back home. There's always plenty of funky stories and Budweiser for everyone.
Today was covered. I decided earlier in the weekend that I wouldn't work on Monday. It's been stressful and with my dad's surgery, I would've rather been work stress free in case something went off track and to make it easier t o visit. And, with a lot of PTO, I did just that. Not working always provides a great opportunity to slow cook food. So, I made some braised beef short ribs. It was a hearty meal and the wine (3 squared) was delicious with it. Or as Rachel Ray says, d-lish.
Kim and I now have a new closet, which is going to take a little getting used to. I walk in expecting to see a dresser and now it's floor-to-ceiling Elfa closets. It's nifty and provided a lot more space. Al and I worked to install it. Not as easy as they make it out to be but a lot easier to install than what was there before. It's worth checking out.
I'm also working on selling off a couple of things. Kim calls this "me
growing up." I call it "aaaah, come on..." I have a surplus of speakers around the house that need a good home. I also have a 15", yeah a 15" subwoofer that may go to a new home. It's so good. So loud. So awesome, but doesn't get the love it deserves here. I wish it did though cause MAN can it thump with ease. Same with a receiver. Just don't have a need for it. It'll do me some good, I guess. I can move my better speakers downstairs for TV/Music/Video game use and get some better than average computer speakers up here for something more consistent and wire free. Then again, until I find me a taker they'll stay connected because what's the point in taking it all down if it'll just go back up later? Growing up sucks sometimes. Kim's trying to convince me that a subwoofer looks tacky as an end table. I disagree...sort of. hehe.
Growing up isn't all bad. In a month or two we'll get our government money for buying the house and in comes a new kitchen, or so we plan. I'll need to enlist the help of Leo - the only man I know who sounds excited about installing new anything. It's good to have someone like that because I would stare at the new cabinets or appliances and try to will them with my mind to install themselves. It should be a whole new kitchen when we're done with it...I hope. Appliances, counters, cabinets. If there's leftover we could be smart and save it...OR put it towards other fun house fixing ups such as making the master bathroom more of a master bath experience or faux wood blinds around the house because the metal ones are so damn hard to clean. Who knows. Right now it's all in my head trying to be sorted out. I have no idea how we'll redo the kitchen or what we can do...more on that to come.
Anyway - a lot's been going on. Good stuff but a lot of stuff.
This week should fly by. Then the weekend again. PHEW. There'll be my mom's birthday celebration, another dance competition, the Superbowl (anyone have plans for that yet?) and...who knows what else.
I had a fun filled weekend of the arts of a variety of sorts, many delicious brews and deciding, "ya know what, I'm not gonna go to work and that's a-ok."
Bright and early this morning my dad had cancer surgery. The good news is - the doctor said it went as well as it could have. The bad is that he's doped up on morphine and in funky levels of pain. It was a 3.5 hour surgery, which isn't so bad I'm told. Mid today, Kim and I decided to go visit his recovering self in the hospital and see if he was up and coherent. Luckily for us he was. It was depressingly positive, if such an emotion exists. You're happy to see that your dad is still around. The surgery intended to remove him of a life threatening cancer is potentially removed and the road to good health and recovery should be all we see from here on out. Any other option is one I refuse to consider at this point. The oddity was walking into a hospital room to see your dad all hooked up like he's an extra in the Matrix. There's one wire for morphine. There's another for blood pressure. Another for saline fluids. He 's got these tubes that go to these devises on his feet to keep the muscles moving to prevent blood clots (which was pretty cool, actually). In front of him is a tray of unappetizing hospital liquids (clear only) that he's got to pretend are bearable while trying to get Mr. Stomach to play nicely.
But with the unfamiliar site came some humor.
As I learned, one of the perks to visiting a man doped up on morphine is you have no idea what he'll say or talk about. So, when he was awake he was a riot. He told us the ins and outs of poker strategy for a good 20 minutes. We knew the drugs were flowing like a riv er when the stories hit repeat. A good sign to tell us he needs his rest and it's time to head on home. My favorite conversation he had was with the nurse who tried to seem empathetic to whatever he wanted, which was solid food. After checking for him, she informed my dad that only liquids could be consumed. He bargained for some juice and she thought about it and said, "how about a sierra mist? You can choose from diet or regular." Oh goodie, a kid in a candy store. Nevertheless, it was really funny to see a 50 something old man sort of pout for not getting what he wanted. But who could blame him? He just had his prostate removed and holes put into his abdomen for life threatening reasons...after having to fast for 48 hours. I think I'd want a little something to make me happy too, but that's just me...and my dad, ha, right?
But on any note - he's doing well. He'll be stuck in the hospital all day tomorrow and hopes to go home Wednesday, where he gets to stay bed ridden for a full week. That won't be too much fun, but at least he gets the comfort of home and not the overly clean yet deathly smell of the hospital. Blech. So, here's to him, his health and the hope that cancer stays the hell away from him again. It's become too much of a trend in my families and I'd prefer it to be a fad that fades away as fast as it's come around.
What else?
Oh - Saturday - day 1 of the fasting for dad - we were able to check out The Million Dollar Quartet at the Apollo Theater in Chicago. Well worth the money paid. If you're a fan of Elvis, Johnny Cash or Jerry Lee Lewis then it's worth checking out. The theater is intimate; I don't think there was a bad seat in the house. From the moment the house lights went down to the time they went back up it was nonstop music. The storyline was a tad weak but anytime you thought, "well, this seems a bit far fetched..." there would be more music and good music at that. I looked around throughout the show and people were always singing along or tapping their feet. It was almost like a show for people who don't really go and see shows...if that makes sense.
From there - off to the south end of Grant Park to check out Adam's entry to the snow sculpting com petition. It was really, really cool to see all of the sculptures. I think Adam was robbed for 3rd place but hey - he still placed and now I can say I know someone who does something like that. For it and his upcoming birthday we were able to celebrate with him at a local bar. I had hoped many more folks could come play because I knew we'd have fun and we almost got ourselves into a whole world of trouble, but the photos turned out well. It's always a good time when Adam works his way back home. There's always plenty of funky stories and Budweiser for everyone.
Today was covered. I decided earlier in the weekend that I wouldn't work on Monday. It's been stressful and with my dad's surgery, I would've rather been work stress free in case something went off track and to make it easier t o visit. And, with a lot of PTO, I did just that. Not working always provides a great opportunity to slow cook food. So, I made some braised beef short ribs. It was a hearty meal and the wine (3 squared) was delicious with it. Or as Rachel Ray says, d-lish.Kim and I now have a new closet, which is going to take a little getting used to. I walk in expecting to see a dresser and now it's floor-to-ceiling Elfa closets. It's nifty and provided a lot more space. Al and I worked to install it. Not as easy as they make it out to be but a lot easier to install than what was there before. It's worth checking out.
I'm also working on selling off a couple of things. Kim calls this "me
growing up." I call it "aaaah, come on..." I have a surplus of speakers around the house that need a good home. I also have a 15", yeah a 15" subwoofer that may go to a new home. It's so good. So loud. So awesome, but doesn't get the love it deserves here. I wish it did though cause MAN can it thump with ease. Same with a receiver. Just don't have a need for it. It'll do me some good, I guess. I can move my better speakers downstairs for TV/Music/Video game use and get some better than average computer speakers up here for something more consistent and wire free. Then again, until I find me a taker they'll stay connected because what's the point in taking it all down if it'll just go back up later? Growing up sucks sometimes. Kim's trying to convince me that a subwoofer looks tacky as an end table. I disagree...sort of. hehe.Growing up isn't all bad. In a month or two we'll get our government money for buying the house and in comes a new kitchen, or so we plan. I'll need to enlist the help of Leo - the only man I know who sounds excited about installing new anything. It's good to have someone like that because I would stare at the new cabinets or appliances and try to will them with my mind to install themselves. It should be a whole new kitchen when we're done with it...I hope. Appliances, counters, cabinets. If there's leftover we could be smart and save it...OR put it towards other fun house fixing ups such as making the master bathroom more of a master bath experience or faux wood blinds around the house because the metal ones are so damn hard to clean. Who knows. Right now it's all in my head trying to be sorted out. I have no idea how we'll redo the kitchen or what we can do...more on that to come.
Anyway - a lot's been going on. Good stuff but a lot of stuff.
This week should fly by. Then the weekend again. PHEW. There'll be my mom's birthday celebration, another dance competition, the Superbowl (anyone have plans for that yet?) and...who knows what else.
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