Ok, I’m getting the urge to build a new house again. I’ve now been in this house for over three years and pretty much know everything I’d want to change in a new house. My ideal situation would be to start building while still living here as to not have to move twice, but realistically I doubt the bank would go for that. The idea of renting or buying something smaller in the meantime does not sound appealing.
Of course, I’m not even sure where I’d build a new house - I’d need to buy a lot first. I’m considering building outside the city limits, but there are pros and cons to that…
Pros: Less property taxes, More personal space, Own well so no water costs, Lower gas costs with own tank.
Cons: More upkeep, Farther from town to cart kids to activities and grab a soda when having a caffeine fit.
Such decisions. Time to start manifesting my dreams.
Other than that, Life is good today!
I’m usually a procrastinator (ie I haven’t even sent out our party invitations yet), but I’ve already decided what I’m going to dress up for Halloween this year…
OCTOMOM!
I already have a long black wig, and if I can’t find some big red lips, I can just paint on some big red clown lips. And the Dollar Tree carries dolls for $1 a piece. Cheap costume. People need to save all the money we can in this recession since she is spending our hard-earned tax dollars. Now, I’m not knocking the welfare system as some people need help sometimes, but when she deliberately wants more kids while on welfare already, don’t get me started.
Back to the topic of Halloween costumes… My brother went last year as Michael Phelps, complete with a Speedo, swim cap, goggles and 8 gold medals. It would have been even funnier if the smoking marijuana incidence had been revealed before then!
If you become my friend on Facebook, you can see all of my Halloween pictures! I dressed up as a Japanese Geisha girl, and my brother did the back-stroke on the bar…
P.S. I’ve not only been slacking on my Mailbox Monday videos, I’ve been slacking on my iTunes Incantations. Right now, I’m listening to “Crystal Village” by Pete Yorn (and watching Obama on Leno). I’ve fallen in love with that song since I heard it on ER a couple of weeks ago (I’m gonna miss that show). Find my current playlist on Blip.fm.
My 20-year old cousin had testicular cancer last year when I first heard the term “Cancer Sucks” from his mother. Thank the Lord he is now in remission.
My first close encounter with cancer was when my ex-husband’s grandmother, Marlene, died of cancer while I pregnant with my youngest daughter, Tatym (who’s middle name is Marlene). I credit her for teaching me about couponing, plus we shared a love of collecting Holiday Barbies. I still miss her.
Yesterday we attended a benefit for a classmate of mine who is suffering from liver cancer. He is such a genuinely nice guy with a wife and one-year old son at home, and it is so sad to think he has been told he only has months to live. We have a close-knit class (50 graduates) and haven’t lost anyone from our class thus far. Makes me tear up to write this.
And then there’s my very good friends’ 14-year old son, Dalton, that was diagnosed with Neuroblastoma (which is extremely rare for his age) the week before Christmas. The tumor in his abdomen is so large that he is on an aggressive chemotherapy treatment to shrink the tumor before he can have surgery to remove it. Please keep everyone suffering from cancer in your prayers.
It’s Dalton’s mom and dad that have helped me out many a times from installing my new microwave, scooping my drive, fixing my vehicle, mowing my lawn, and the list goes on. They were in the hospital during my dishwasher disaster (Dustie, Dalton’s mom was the last person I talked to before I sent my cellphone through the wash).
Luckily, I’ve become quite smitten by the “Maytag repair man” that ended up fixing my dishwasher. Since then, he’s fixed several things around my house, plus he cooks and cleans (not my fortes). When he read the list of my date requirements, he jokingly asked if chewing tobacco was okay since he couldn’t smoke. Um, no. So I’ve now revised the list to “non-tobacco user”. I must say I have the teenager twitters of being lucky in love.
And speaking of teenagers, my twins are fifteen today! Hard to believe it’s been a decade and a half since my 2 lb. million-dollar miracle babies were born. Happy Birthday Macy & Mallory!