Archive for August, 2009

The Furbaby’s New Bed

Last weekend, while waiting for Champ to finish up at the groomer, we decided to splurge on our little buddy and invest in a new bed. We hemmed and hawed over various beds and even took turns kneeling down on our top choices to make sure we were getting only the best for our furbaby.

When we brought it home, he sniffed at it and was, for the most part, generally afraid of this large, fluffy monstrosity that had replaced his old, much loved bed. But eventually, he warmed up to it:


Something doesn’t look quite right, does it?  Why yes, his butt IS hanging completely off the bed. So we made some adjustments.


Ahh…much better. Even if his head does look a little squished, I assure you, he is comfortable. So comfortable in fact, that he had absolutely NO desire to get out of bed and do his morning bathroom ritual.

And if you’re wondering why he’s surrounded by all these doors, it’s because we make him sleep in the hallway. I know. I KNOW. But the dog hair in the bedroom was a little too much for my sensitive allergies.

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One of the minuses of owning your own home is all the STUFF you have to buy to maintain it. Lawnmowers, hedge trimmers, weed eaters, rakes, hoes, shovels, etc. But the coolest maintenance tool we have purchased so far?

The Power Washer:


We’ve only had it for a couple of months and dude, these things aren’t cheap (or quiet) but it is just so cool to dorks like us.

Just look at the difference on our driveway:



Of course it took me about 2 hours just to do half of the driveway and I’m still not finished but my hands and arms were sore and we ran out of gas. So I’ll finish it off maybe next weekend if the weather is as nice as it was today.

Speaking of the weather… (wow, I just realized how exciting I sound right now. Anyway.) This weekend was simply gorgeous. Very rare are the days when I can just turn off the A/C, open all the windows, and just breathe in the great outdoors. To make it even better, my favorite seasonal brew just hit shelves and even though it’s a still a little soon for fall, one of these just makes my day 10 times better.


It’s all about the simple things in life, like a clean driveway and a tasty beer.

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The first TBN

A couple of weeks ago, my friend Jen had mentioned wanting to see True Blood. Neither of us have HBO (it is on HBO right?) and the show is such a  hit that there’s a long wait to rent the season on DVD from the rental places. Then I remembered that my friend Nora had Season 1 and loved it so much that I didn’t think she would mind watching it again with us newbies. So last night was the first official TBN (True Blood Night), hosted by yours truly.

Of course, in true Liz fashion, I was running late thanks to a work meeting that ran until 6pm, a last minute trip to the grocery store, and then I worked up a sweat trying to run the vaccum while simultaneously tossing dirty dishes in the dishwasher – all while still in my work clothes. I am superwoman. Watch me clean.

Once the girls arrived, we indulged on “girl food”* and proceeded to watch the raunchy yet addictive first two episodes. It’s nice to have friends that not only don’t judge you for your vampire obsessions, but actually ENCOURAGE them.

*”girl food” is when food that is typically just an appetizer is used in place of a meal. So when dinner is: pizza rolls, chex mix, chips and dip = girl food.

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…John Stamos.

46 and still hot. How could any woman resist that killer smile? ::husband nudges arm, points to ring on finger.::  Oh, right. Well, how could any SINGLE woman resist that killer smile? Exactly.

Don’t worry John. We’ll always have New Orleans.


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I don’t claim to have great taste in home decor and design, but I’ve always liked rooms that feature a special quote on the wall, whether framed or scripted directly on the wall. I feel like it adds more personality and character to a room, though I never knew where to find these special quotes or how easy they were to apply. Until now.

The answers: Kohl’s (two for $30) and very easy.IMG_0855

In case you can’t see this one, it says “May our home know joy, each room hold laughter, every window open to great possibilities.” And it’s perfectly centered between two windows in our formal living room. I still have another one that reads “Live, Laugh, Love” that I’m not quite sure where to put just yet. Maybe the kitchen? Maybe the bedroom? Maybe the guest bedroom? I dunno.

As for the application, a lot of rubbing was involved, but total time took me maybe 15 or 20 minutes. It also seems pretty easy to remove. Apparently you can just take a hairdryer to it and then peel the letters right off the wall. No mess!

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The weekend went exactly as expected. Despite the circumstances, it was nice to see some of my relatives, many of whom I hadn’t seen since I was in elementary school. Still, by about 5pm on Saturday, I was exhausted – both physically and emotionally, because while we were running around in the process of burying my one grandpa, my other grandpa, the one I’ve been so worried about, is now experiencing blood in his stool. So of course, everyone once again assumes the worst and the emotional roller coaster begins all over again.

Not to mention, work has been busier than it’s ever been so while that doesn’t help my stress level, I can’t really complain because it takes my mind off of family matters.

So Saturday evening I was just a barrel of fun, passing out on the couch at 9:30 while watching Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory (1971). I somehow managed to get up and go to bed, and didn’t wake up again until almost 11 a.m. on Sunday. That’s roughly 13 hours of sleep, folks. And it was glorious.

Sunday morning was simply delightful as we sat, sipping coffee, messing around on our laptops – him with work, and me paying bills online and finally ordering prints of our European vacation (all 438 pictures). Then we went to the driving range so hubby could practice his swing and so I could waste golf balls by hitting them an impressive 15 ft. At one point I considered just throwing one while hubs wasn’t looking so I could point and say “Look! Look how far I hit that one!” Afterwards, we went to the gym and though it’s been hard getting back into a workout routine, I feel 100 percent better for trying. I’m starting slow by following this couch-to-5K running plan. I’ve been recommending it to friends and co-workers for years but had never actually followed it myself, so now I’m giving it a shot. After the gym, we went to the grocery store, came home and showered, then ate dinner and watched a DVD. So while our Sunday wasn’t all that exciting, there’s just something about getting back into a normal routine that calms my nerves and makes me feel like everything is going to be alright.

And I should probably give a little shout-out to my husband. He’s been super stressed with work lately too and even though he was a bit cranky in the latter part of the week, he was wonderful to go with me (and do all the driving) on Saturday to take my grandma and father back home to IL. He didn’t even complain once.  And on Sunday he even swept and vacuumed the entire house AND brushed the dog. These are usually my chores and I can count on one hand the number of times he’s done either of these things, so it was nice of him to do it without me even asking. He’s a keeper.

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The next 48 hours

Here’s how I expect the next 48 hours to go…

  • Drive 2.5 hours to southern IL
  • Pick up grandma and father
  • Drive. 2.5 hours back to STL
  • Take grandma and father to funeral home
  • Visit with aunts and cousins for about 45 minutes. Hand grandma tissues.
  • Feel like an asshole for not crying or feeling sad that my grandpa passed away (No, not THAT grandpa, but my father’s father, whom I haven’t seen in probably 10 years.)
  • Drive to visit my other grandparents and my mom (she’s in town but the aforementioned activities sort of changed our original plans to hang out Friday evening.)
  • Drive 40 minutes home
  • sleep
  • Wake up at 8am. On a Saturday. Oh how I loathe getting up early on Saturday.
  • Put up with cranky husband who hates getting up early on a Saturday twice as much as I do.
  • Drive 40 minutes
  • Go to funeral
  • Go to burial
  • Drive 2.5 hours to take grandma and father back to Southern IL
  • Drive 2.5 hours back
  • Have a glass of wine (or six) and go to bed

If anyone would like to swap places with me until Sunday, I’m taking offers.

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