Random Tuesdayness - Owies, Mortgages & Makeup - #11

Guess what? Don't have a clue? Ok, I'll tell you... It's Tuesday. And guess what that means? I'm in a bitchy mood again. What else is new?! Because it's Tuesday, that also means you get another Random Tuesday Thoughts post as inspired by Keely over at The Un Mom, who by the way, just celebrated her birthday, and got engaged.... so congrats, my dear! Grab her widget (yes, I mean that to be dirty in every way you can think of), grab all the random shit floating around in your head and do a post of your own. Or just read mine and tell me how much you love me... maybe it will make me feel better....
Really, though, I shouldn't complain that much. My little Taryn suffered a Major Owie on Saturday afternoon. She and her brothers were sliding down the stairs in their sleeping bags (come on, we all did it when we were little) and she had a collision with the floor. Thus, her little arm is in a splint... the doc said it wasn't actually broken, so I guess Auri is waiting to hear from the pediatrician as to the next step. The bubba has been a champ about it... just don't touch her arm or make her use it!

You know what's weird? I haven't watched Twilight in a while. Oh wait, I watched 30 minutes of it on Tuesday morning at 2:00 AM. I couldn't fall asleep (this was after I'd taken a whole Ambien) so I got up, made a bagel and watched the first 30 minutes of the movie (yes at 2 AM). I was more than irate that I couldn't sleep. I don't think there's anything more infuriating... being tired and not able to sleep. It's very rare that I have insomnia issues, and when I do, watch the fuck out because I am not a nice person.

Wow, it sounds like I didn't sleep last night either! I did, just not as much as I would have liked. I had a meeting downtown at 8 this morning. Plus I had to stop at the main office to make copies for everyone... so I had to leave the house around 7 AM. Not fun.

Random vacation countdown? Sure, why the hell not? San Francisco is in 2 weeks and 2 days. San Diego is in 3 weeks and 3 days. Woo hoo. I need an effing break. Why do I say effing here and fuck up above? I don't make any sense. Sorry.

Have not heard from Joe/Devon (do you think he has Dissociative Identity Disorder?) today... which is good... because I forgot my friend Angie's husband is a cop, and he is just one more defense to add to my arsenal against people who fuck with me. You fuck with me, I fuck with you... in the form of My Father, Auri's hubby Trent, Angie's hubby Phil, and my foot. Yes, if you fuck with me, I'll either kick you so hard in the balls that you'll beg for death... or I'll send one of them after you... and you'll be crying for your Mommy before it's all over! Ok, I'm making myself laugh, and wondering about my sanity. Moving on...I went to the mall on Sunday with Rose and Noelle. We stopped by the MAC counter and I asked Nate (one of the artists) if he'd do my eyes. I just needed a change. I'm kind of stuck in a rut with color and application technique. All I have to say is W.O.W.!!! I have never seen my eyes look so amazing. So vibrant and sparkly... it was weird. I didn't do much with the makeup yesterday, but I tried to recreate it today, and I think I did pretty well. I already had most of what he used on me so that was helpful. I'll post a pic on here when I get home and get my camera cord...

Hmm... what else... On the way home from the mall we witnessed a pretty gnarly accident on the freeway. The chick was driving in either the fast lane or the carpool lane and crossed over every lane of traffic (at least three if not five) to get off on the exit. She made it across the dirt shoulder between the main freeway and the exit but lost control of her car and kind of pinged off of each side of the exit ramp all while spinning around a few times. She came to a stop facing east (the ramp goes north/south)... that's her car in the far left of the shot. I honestly don't know how she didn't kill anyone else, or herself. Noelle was driving and Rose was in the back and "didn't see anything," so I called 911. The cops, ambulance and fire truck all came by, and I had to fill out an accident report. The best part of the whole thing was the girl driving told the Highway Patrol Officer that she was in the far right lane of the freeway when she went to exit. Um, yeah, not so much. I sure as hell hope I don't get subpoenaed (is that how you spell subpoenaed?) to go to court.

The main reason I'm so pissy today is because I'm starting the house-hunting process. I've mentioned this before, but up until now, I've really only looked at a few places. This week I officially STARTED the process. I spoke with a lender over the phone yesterday and he told me I'm pre-qualified for close to the amount that I was anticipating. Which is funny because for some reason I was hoping it was going to be higher. I got the same info from the Credit Union today.

My dad is really pissing me off about the whole thing because he thinks that $40,000 is going to miraculously appear from out of my ass so that I can afford a bigger/nicer/better located house. Guess what, Daddy-O? Not gonna happen. And unless you're helping me with the down payment, there's no way in hell I'm going to be able to do this. Shit, I don't know how I'm going to do this even with my parents' help. I don't make THAT much money to be responsible for a mortgage all by myself. Unless I move to Booneyville..... so, sorry girls, but that's where I'll be living, and I won't have any money to do anything fun ever again, so look at San Fran and San Diego as my last hurrahs! And if you want to see me, you'll have to drive to my house because I won't be able to afford gas.

By the way, I finally sent out the cards commemorating my 300th post today. One to Saskia, one to Sarcastically Bitter, and one to Elisha Felisha. So watch for them in the mail, girls!

I guess that's enough bitching from me for one day. I'll talk to y'all tomorrow!