Weathers been a lil crazy here in Nor Cal.
Had a cold front come in from the Pacific and it has been wonderful!
I love the cooler weather, I even pulled out my yummy smelling candles, making the house smell lovely!
I really should be cleaning, but instead I'm giving myself a lazy day.
Nothing crazy to report, but if any goes nuts, I'll be sure and post it.
Enjoy your Sunday and I hope the weather is nice where you are. =)
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
After midnight phone calls
Last Wednesday I over did it going through stuff for the yard sale. By ten p.m. I was wiped out, I took a shower, went to bed and fell asleep while watching TV.
At three am I heard one of the cat puking up a hair ball, so I got up to investigate. The cat went into another room and I couldn't figure out where he was trying to throw up, so I went back to bed.
At 4:30 am the phone rang. If you have young adult children- the phone ringing after midnight is the worst adrenaline rush you'll ever have.
It was my oldest son, he needed me to pick him up but not until noon the next day. He apologized for calling so early, but now I was wide awake.
I decided to go online, read my email and see what the world was up to. I checked out my free credit report and grabbed notebook and pen, trying to figure out who was bashing my bad credit these days.
After an hour or so I decided to get some more sleep. I stood up forgetting the notebook was in my lap and it fell onto the floor, right onto the missing pile of cat puke.
Looks like the beginning of a very lovely day.
At three am I heard one of the cat puking up a hair ball, so I got up to investigate. The cat went into another room and I couldn't figure out where he was trying to throw up, so I went back to bed.
At 4:30 am the phone rang. If you have young adult children- the phone ringing after midnight is the worst adrenaline rush you'll ever have.
It was my oldest son, he needed me to pick him up but not until noon the next day. He apologized for calling so early, but now I was wide awake.
I decided to go online, read my email and see what the world was up to. I checked out my free credit report and grabbed notebook and pen, trying to figure out who was bashing my bad credit these days.
After an hour or so I decided to get some more sleep. I stood up forgetting the notebook was in my lap and it fell onto the floor, right onto the missing pile of cat puke.
Looks like the beginning of a very lovely day.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Are yard sales really worth the effort?
This past weekend Mom and I decided to have a yard sale.
Let me start by saying, I used to be the yard sale Queen, I could throw together a yard sale in thirty minutes just by grabbing stuff the kids had out grown, and things I longer needed or wanted. I normally made between eighty and two hundred dollars at these quickie last minute sales.
Lately I've been watching shows about hoarders, they have the messiest homes in the world. I feared I might be televised next, so I decided to completely go thru the house and get rid of all the dust collecting piles of crap (stuff).
I started two weeks ago, going through each room, reorganizing and finding a ton of stuff get rid of. I was feeling better about the house and the fact that I was gonna make a small fortune this time.
I even helped Mom go through her house. It was exhausting, all those boxes and knick knacks to clean, it felt like I was preparing to move.
We decided to have the sale Friday and Saturday. Thursday night we made yard sale posters and hung them up all over town.
I got up early on Friday, grabbed some coffee, then drove to moms. We set up the yard sale and then waited, waited some more and began to wonder if someone stole all our signs.
Finally around 9:30 a.m., a lady stopped by and bought $1.50 worth of junk.
By the end of the day Mom made $9.50, I made 45 cents.
I decided to make more signs that night and post them everywhere I could think of. The next day we had more customers, Mom made 20 bucks and I made $50.
I suppose that's not bad, but it looked like 90 percent of the items were still there.
If you ever decide to have a yard sale let me give you a great piece of advice; Don't ever have it on the 3rd weekend of the month when everyone is broke. Have it with in the first 2 weeks while they still have some spending money left.
I was bummed I didn't make more but I am happy to have less stuff in my house. =)
Let me start by saying, I used to be the yard sale Queen, I could throw together a yard sale in thirty minutes just by grabbing stuff the kids had out grown, and things I longer needed or wanted. I normally made between eighty and two hundred dollars at these quickie last minute sales.
Lately I've been watching shows about hoarders, they have the messiest homes in the world. I feared I might be televised next, so I decided to completely go thru the house and get rid of all the dust collecting piles of crap (stuff).
I started two weeks ago, going through each room, reorganizing and finding a ton of stuff get rid of. I was feeling better about the house and the fact that I was gonna make a small fortune this time.
I even helped Mom go through her house. It was exhausting, all those boxes and knick knacks to clean, it felt like I was preparing to move.
We decided to have the sale Friday and Saturday. Thursday night we made yard sale posters and hung them up all over town.
I got up early on Friday, grabbed some coffee, then drove to moms. We set up the yard sale and then waited, waited some more and began to wonder if someone stole all our signs.
Finally around 9:30 a.m., a lady stopped by and bought $1.50 worth of junk.
By the end of the day Mom made $9.50, I made 45 cents.
I decided to make more signs that night and post them everywhere I could think of. The next day we had more customers, Mom made 20 bucks and I made $50.
I suppose that's not bad, but it looked like 90 percent of the items were still there.
If you ever decide to have a yard sale let me give you a great piece of advice; Don't ever have it on the 3rd weekend of the month when everyone is broke. Have it with in the first 2 weeks while they still have some spending money left.
I was bummed I didn't make more but I am happy to have less stuff in my house. =)
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Weekend over & School starts tomorrow!!
Tonight my brother David and I went over to his friend Joe's house and watched W.W.E. Summer Slam.
Three hours of wrestling. What's really fun is watching Joe and David get completely into it. Don't ever tell them that wrestling is fake, they will tag team you, put you in a choke hold and tie your legs behind your head.
Well okay, maybe that's not entirely true, they're just nerdy die hard wrestling fans. They have been since they were about 13 years old. They are now 36 and not much has changed except the wrestlers that come and go.
I secretly like watching too since I somehow manage to watch all the wrestling pay per views with them.
My favorite wrestler Is 'Bret The Hit Man Hart'. The best there was, the best there is and the best there ever will be!
He retired quite a few years ago but has come out of retirement this year for a few rounds. Makes me happy. He used to wear pink and black as his wrestling colors and he was hot hot hot!
Well, summer vacation is officially over for my daughter as she starts school tomorrow. I remember when I was in school we got out right before Memorial weekend and went back after Labor Day. Not anymore, these kids are lucky if they get a full two months off. I figure sometime in the future they wont get a summer vacation at all.
Sort of a bummer for me too, I wanted to plan a camping trip to the coast in September. Maybe we still will. Everyone plays hookie from school at least once in there life. Who better to do it with than your mom?
Three hours of wrestling. What's really fun is watching Joe and David get completely into it. Don't ever tell them that wrestling is fake, they will tag team you, put you in a choke hold and tie your legs behind your head.
Well okay, maybe that's not entirely true, they're just nerdy die hard wrestling fans. They have been since they were about 13 years old. They are now 36 and not much has changed except the wrestlers that come and go.
I secretly like watching too since I somehow manage to watch all the wrestling pay per views with them.
My favorite wrestler Is 'Bret The Hit Man Hart'. The best there was, the best there is and the best there ever will be!
He retired quite a few years ago but has come out of retirement this year for a few rounds. Makes me happy. He used to wear pink and black as his wrestling colors and he was hot hot hot!
Well, summer vacation is officially over for my daughter as she starts school tomorrow. I remember when I was in school we got out right before Memorial weekend and went back after Labor Day. Not anymore, these kids are lucky if they get a full two months off. I figure sometime in the future they wont get a summer vacation at all.
Sort of a bummer for me too, I wanted to plan a camping trip to the coast in September. Maybe we still will. Everyone plays hookie from school at least once in there life. Who better to do it with than your mom?
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Going thru files I found this.....
I've been cleaning out the house, organizing and getting rid of stuff I don't need. Becoming a hoarder scares me, I've seen the shows. I do not need three thousand rubber stamps that I'll never use, no matter how nice the images are. If I haven't used them in the last 2 years, I'm getting rid of them. I don't need fifteen pairs of jeans, or keep the size 5 that I wore ten years ago because they are never going to fit me again and even if they did, they're out of style.
I'm having a big yard sale next weekend, and hoping to make a small fortune. I already feel better unloading all my stuff.
As far as the organizing part goes, I went thru the filing cabinet today and came across an article I saved that Erma Bombeck wrote many years ago. It brought tears to me eyes, and stopped me from cleaning long enough to share it you.
If you are a Mother, you will be able to relate to this. Rremember to always let your children know how much you love them, even when their All Growed Up.
By Erma Bombeck:
One of these days you will explode and shout to all the kids, "Why don't you just grow up and act your age??"
And they will.
"Or, you guys get outside and find something to do...without hurting each other...AND DONT SLAM THE DOOR!"
And they don't...
You'll straighten their bedroom til its all neat and tidy, toys displayed on the shelf, hangers in the closet, animals caged and you'll yell "NOW I WANT IT TO STAY THIS WAY!"
And it will...
You'll prepare a perfect dinner with a salad that hasn't had all the olives picked out and a cake with no finger traces in the icing and you'll say, "NOW THIS IS A MEAL FOR COMPANY!"
And you will eat it alone...
You'll yell "I want complete privacy on the phone! No screaming, DO YOU HEAR ME?"
And no one will answer...
No more tablecloths stained no more dandelion bouquets, No more iron on patches, no more wet knotted shoe laces, muddy boots or rubber bands for ponytails.
Imagine...a lipstick with a point! No babysitters for New Years Eve, Washing clothes only once a week!
No PTA meetings or silly school plays where you child is a tree, or a dutch girl named Mena, no car pools, blaring stereos or forgotten homework.
No more Christmas presents made of paste and toothpicks, no wet oatmeal kisses.
No more tooth fairy, no more giggles in the dark, scraped knees to kiss Or sticky fingers to clean.
ONLY a voice asking WHY DON'T YOU GROW UP?
And the silence echoes...
"I did"
I'm having a big yard sale next weekend, and hoping to make a small fortune. I already feel better unloading all my stuff.
As far as the organizing part goes, I went thru the filing cabinet today and came across an article I saved that Erma Bombeck wrote many years ago. It brought tears to me eyes, and stopped me from cleaning long enough to share it you.
If you are a Mother, you will be able to relate to this. Rremember to always let your children know how much you love them, even when their All Growed Up.
By Erma Bombeck:
One of these days you will explode and shout to all the kids, "Why don't you just grow up and act your age??"
And they will.
"Or, you guys get outside and find something to do...without hurting each other...AND DONT SLAM THE DOOR!"
And they don't...
You'll straighten their bedroom til its all neat and tidy, toys displayed on the shelf, hangers in the closet, animals caged and you'll yell "NOW I WANT IT TO STAY THIS WAY!"
And it will...
You'll prepare a perfect dinner with a salad that hasn't had all the olives picked out and a cake with no finger traces in the icing and you'll say, "NOW THIS IS A MEAL FOR COMPANY!"
And you will eat it alone...
You'll yell "I want complete privacy on the phone! No screaming, DO YOU HEAR ME?"
And no one will answer...
No more tablecloths stained no more dandelion bouquets, No more iron on patches, no more wet knotted shoe laces, muddy boots or rubber bands for ponytails.
Imagine...a lipstick with a point! No babysitters for New Years Eve, Washing clothes only once a week!
No PTA meetings or silly school plays where you child is a tree, or a dutch girl named Mena, no car pools, blaring stereos or forgotten homework.
No more Christmas presents made of paste and toothpicks, no wet oatmeal kisses.
No more tooth fairy, no more giggles in the dark, scraped knees to kiss Or sticky fingers to clean.
ONLY a voice asking WHY DON'T YOU GROW UP?
And the silence echoes...
"I did"
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Pickle & Dryer Dilemmas
I went to the farmers market today and bought cucumbers. Then I went shopping for canning supplies and spices. Sixty dollars later I wondered what I was getting myself into. I had planned to make homemade pickles this morning, but thanks to a hap hazard laundry situation, it was delayed.
I had two loads of laundry. The first load was an old burgundy colored afghan belonging to my teenage daughter, and the other load was a new set of cheap towels that my mother-in-law decided I needed.
Washed the afghan first, got ready to throw it in the dryer and noticed there were some small pieces of it left in the washer. I scooped them out and tossed them in the trash. Then I started washing the towels while the afghan was drying.
20 minutes later I opened to the dryer to a bunch of red shreds, the lint holder filled past capacity and spilling into the circular vent.
I got out the vacuum and dryer vent brush and went to work on the dryer. After twenty minutes or so, the vent was as clean as I could get it. I started to remove the towels from the washer and noticed
tiny balls of fluff all over the inside of the washer. I took the wet towels outside and shook them out as best I could before putting them in the dryer. I then proceeded to clean out the washer.
While the towels dried, I canned the homemade pickles. I ended up with eight jars to give to friends and family. This is my first attempt at canning. Hopefully no-one gets botulism or dysentery. When the dryer buzzed that it was done, I pulled towels out and of course, the lint holder was filled to capacity.
I need a nap.
I had two loads of laundry. The first load was an old burgundy colored afghan belonging to my teenage daughter, and the other load was a new set of cheap towels that my mother-in-law decided I needed.
Washed the afghan first, got ready to throw it in the dryer and noticed there were some small pieces of it left in the washer. I scooped them out and tossed them in the trash. Then I started washing the towels while the afghan was drying.
20 minutes later I opened to the dryer to a bunch of red shreds, the lint holder filled past capacity and spilling into the circular vent.
I got out the vacuum and dryer vent brush and went to work on the dryer. After twenty minutes or so, the vent was as clean as I could get it. I started to remove the towels from the washer and noticed
tiny balls of fluff all over the inside of the washer. I took the wet towels outside and shook them out as best I could before putting them in the dryer. I then proceeded to clean out the washer.
While the towels dried, I canned the homemade pickles. I ended up with eight jars to give to friends and family. This is my first attempt at canning. Hopefully no-one gets botulism or dysentery. When the dryer buzzed that it was done, I pulled towels out and of course, the lint holder was filled to capacity.
I need a nap.
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