Today… WE WIN.

The title is inspired by a positive attitude.

Today is the day that “the people” come and look at our house to see if the price we want is suitable.  Considering they are going to promptly come and bulldoze the whole she-bang… it all seems like a funny situation.

We have been stressing about it, dunno why really - but you know how it goes.  We have been cleaning like no other, stashing the meth lab starter kit, burying all the stale bodies and dressing up the purchased child labor.  You know, the usual. 

Just kidding, there are no bodies or meth labs.

Those are loooooooooong gone.

We have been on a crazy schedule though, running around cleaning, mowing, moping, sweeping (in the opposite order of course), polishing and what not.  Not the fun we are accustomed to, needless to say. 

However this morning, after all the craziness was over…

We both looked around and agreed it was awesome.  We would buy it.  We would tear it down.  For sure.  Sign us up.  Bring in the bobcat.  Let’s get this thing started.

I kid, I kid.  But really it is kinda sad to clean something so thoroughly and see it in all its glory… then realize your doing it in order for its death.  It is sorta like cleaning up the body for an open casket.  Today is the viewing… buy your tickets early, they go up if you buy them at the door.

Winning is the only option… today we win.  Who’s with us!?!?!

Want A Free Vacuum?

Free stuff is cool.

The internets have come together once again to give away free things.  This time, those free things will help people clean their floors. 

Mama Kat is giving away a vacuum to those that follow the super strict rules she has set and if you would like to participate… then your wasting your time here reading this dorky (we are bringing that word back, I think) post about vacuums, when you could be reading hers.

The rules are actually fairly simple, so why not throw your hat in the ring (that isn’t a rule, its a saying) for a chance to win a Hoover vacuum?  Seriously.  Your floors are dirty.  Last time we were there… we almost threw up.  Twice.

Even if you don’t need a new vacuum, hell you could sell it and make some money.  But really… you need it.  Trust us.

If you don’t sell it on ebay for a nickel, you could give it to the needy.  Like yourself, who REALLY needs to vacuum.  **nods**

Are you still here?  Reading this post that is rambling on about absolutely pointless stuff, instead of winning a vacuum cleaner for your dirty ass floors?  Sad.  Move on already.  Or vacuum.

ALSO…

For you gardeners, be sure to head over to Garden of Eatin’ for a chance to win $10 worth of seeds.  How cool is the internet these days?!?

Perhaps This House Isn’t For You?

We have been house hunting, trying to find a house that is comparable to what we have not… which is hard.  The market here is still high as a kite and so we have to pay about 20K more for the same type house, less than a year later.  How ya like that?  No likey.

So on our quest we find some funny and interesting things.  To say the least.  We are going to try and take some picks of some of those things… the things that make us grin at least.  :)

When looking at this house the other day, the light switch covers looked like this…

Deer Light Switch Plate...

Rodeo Light Switch Plate

Sorry the pics are a lil blurry because they were taken on my cell phone, but you get the idea.  I know it is just light switch plates, but this kinda wrapped the house up.  Perhaps this house wasn’t for us eh?  ;)

A Post In Which I Ramble Like A Drunk…

Wednesday is spelled wrong in my opinion.  It has always bothered me.  I think it should be Winsday.  That is so much cooler.  Everyone. Wins. Day.

Still no word on our house just yet.  Still in limbo.  We were hoping to have an answer by end of the week - we already have been looking at some houses in preparation.  Well sorta.  We have been driving by and checking them out online.  Would be cool if we could transition into something else quickly. 

“It will all work out” - **smurk**

Our wonderful ghost dog has gotten into digging lately.  In a matter of a week she has made three sizeable holes in various places.  This morning as I walked past the back door, I see her hind quarters sticking up, but the rest of her has vanished.  She is part ghost… so that didn’t really phase me.  Because ghosts are see-thru.  Right?  I tapped on the glass to see if she would snap out of her semi-hollow state.  Sure enough.  She backed right out of that hole she had dug with a look like…

“Dad… I was working on my tunnel.  What do you need?  I have a quota to meet.”

I need you to quit diggin holes in our back yard.  Then I thought about the fact they are going to bulldoze the whole place and build a parking lot and I said…

“Eff it.  Dig holes.  Dig as many holes as you want.  Make an ellaborate tunnel system like some kind of mole-rat.  Just get it out of your system before we get to the new house.  Please.”

We really aren’t bitter at all.  Really.

Shala & I are doing a walk-a-thon for the American Diabetes Association this coming weekend.  It is 3 miles or something.  For some reason we just thought we were doing something good for a good cause and we forgot that we had to raise money as well.  So a day before we had to turn in our money we basically hit up everyone we knew (besides people on this blog) and scrounged up some cash.  We are bad at this asking for money thing.  Who would have thought.  Luckily a few people came through and we basically doubled that amount and so we made our quota.  So we get a shirt.  A 100 dollar shirt.  ;)  It is for a good cause.  We will let you know how the walk goes next week.

32 days until our cruise.  With all the hurricanes beating up the Caribbean over the last month, we are hoping it calms down.  We are not so worried about being out on the ship with a hurricane looming.  It is more that every time one goes through that area the water gets stirred up, the islands get beat up and we want it to be nice when we go… not under construction and dirty.  You know what I’m saying?  We aren’t going to worry about it though.  Yeah right.

Ike did quite a bit of damage didn’t it?  Galveston is in shambles.  I was there about a year ago and it was my first time there.  Sad to think the same places I walked by are likely devastated.  It really is a cool place to visit for Texans, hope it can rebound fairly quick.

I hear all this talk of how bad things are going to get if/when a democrat gets elected into office.  Really?  We just watched one of the biggest banks go down.  AIG gets a HUGE bailout (holds pinky up to the side of my mouth like Dr. Evil).  Democrat or not, we are in for a bad stretch.

I think this has gone on long enough.  I need to get to work.  What is goin’ on in your brain?  Need to dump?  That is what comments are for.

Letter To Myself (James): 20 Years In The Future

Dear 28 Year Old James,

This is yourself writing.  Except I am 48 now, and I never thought I would make it this far.  Your probably worried about 30 inching in… while I’m worried about 50.  Don’t sweat it.  Your already going bald, you have a beautiful wife that is going to love you anyhow - your overweight, but your working on it.  Kind of.  Just make sure you eat your veggies… your going to be sad you didn’t one day. 

Heart attacks hurt.  And they hurt more than just you.  Think about your family.

Oh yeah… you have a family now.  You didn’t know?  And perhaps waiting until you were 30 wasn’t the best idea considering you are now 48 and barely got done putting the first one out on their own.  Geeez.  Who’s idea was this.  Once again you should have listened to your wife… she was right.  Again.

Don’t sweat the house thing going on now.  It seems like a big deal, but really it all ends up right - due to all the work you and Shala did to get all the numbers right.  It finally “all worked out“.  ;)  So good job you two.

Better quit yellin’ at your dogs.  You will be sad when they are gone.

And that job your at, that you work so hard on… you know the big project your working on… the early mornings and long hours… keep it up.  It makes up for it all pretty quick down the road.  “The Google” just might catch wind of what you guys are doing.  That is all I can say.  No really… legally I’m bound to silence. ;)

Kiss your wife more.  It gets outlawed in 2024, and you will be pissed you didn’t get enough in while you can.  It is a long story.

Go ahead and buy a donkey.  Life is too short not to get some of those things you have always wanted.  Here I sit, donkey-less and wishing I would have pulled the trigger.  Oh yeah… and call him “Trigger”, I always wanted that - but you know that.

I know its soooo cliche… but don’t sweat the small stuff.  Sweat the bigger stuff, it makes a lot more sense.  Big stuff always ends up being bigger stuff… small stuff usually stays small.

One last thing back-to-the-future me… SELL OUT.  The only people that bitch and complain about those that sell out, are the ones that never got the chance.  Sell out and never look back.

Hope all is well and you are lovin’ life,

James (But in the future about 20 years)

P.S. - That big ass trailer BBQ pit you wanted… make it happen.  It was a great idea. ;)

For those that do not know where this came from, Mama Kat over at MLI has a weekly assignment to help bloggers with their skills and also help them get out from underneath the dreaded writer’s block.  We do it, because we think it is fun and we like to participate.  Because we are participaters.  Or something.  Actually we think it is a great idea and we wish we thought of it.  ;)  If you enjoy it, play along… if not - who cares.