I didn't have my coffee soon enough

What do you call a man who treats a woman like they are stupid even though said woman graduated from the same University that said man graduated from?
That said woman does in fact have a brain, that she uses on a regular basis, and knows, with out said man explaining in detail like he would to a ten year old, how to do her job (one she has had for seven months now!)?
What do you call that man?
What?

Oops

This is what happens when you learn you aren't going to get your dream home unless a freaking miracle occurs overnight.


Why can't I ever have a freaking miracle???
I'm not asking for a lot.
Just one!

WE FOUND IT

Hubby and I are making a bid on a house.
It is the best house. Most perfect for us.
Ceramic tile througout the entire house.
High ceilings in the living room.
The living room is big.
Island in the kitchen with an extended coutertop for bar stools.
Sage green walls in the living room that will match our furniture perfectly.
Huge walk in closet in master bedroom.
Brick patio.
Catus garden in the front.
Corner lot.
Perfect.
Just perfect.
We are really hoping they accept our bid and accept the fact that we can't close till July 1st. It's probably a long shot. But we are hoping for the best here.
I hate the stress of waiting to know.
To bad you can't just call up the sellers and ask them. You have to go through the real estate agents and all that crap.
Ok, everyone cross your fingers that we get it.

His Way

Every morning I stand sans clothing in my bathroom and blow dry my hair.
Every morning hubby comes in to stare at my rear and make some sort of sexual comment.
And every morning I distract him by saying, "I'm gonna make your egg sandwich as soon as I'm done here."
Well, for the past week or two, I haven't really been making his breakfast. A girl needs sleep!
So he comes in this morning to harass me as usual, doesn't get what he wants out of that and says to me (with puppy dog eyes), "I guess I'm gonna go make myself breakfast . . . "
Cue manipulated wife, "If you wait two minutes I'll make it for you."
"Ok"
And he jets out of sight while I come to the realization that he just "handled" me.
DAMN!

You can never go wrong if it sparkles

This is my Valentine's Day present from hubby. Antique setting, pearls and garnet. I love it. It is much different from all my other pieces of jewelry and I think it is great.


On a different note. We were planning to go camping this weekend but we had to cancel because of the rain that may be freezing. Suck.
But I suppose that is good since I have a piece of glass stuck in my foot. I left work early yesterday to soak my heel in Epsom salt. That didn't work so much. I know have my heal covered in something that looks like poo that the pharmacist said would draw the glass out.
Here's to hoping I'm not limping still on Monday.

Last Night

I stayed at the gym after my bodypump class and participated in the bodycombat class. I hurt.
So tired.
Want to eat everything.

I find I am slowly becoming addicted to working out.
Can you believe it?
I'm gonna be one of THOSE people.
The crazy ones that think working out is fun.
No it is not!!
But it is.
I'm so confused.

He left the butt ends for me

Hubby is the only thing keeping me going right now.
I asked him the other night why he loved me, cause really, I'm neurotic, he said that was why.
He knows he will never be bored.
I then asked him how much he loved me and he pointed out that he left the butt ends of the bread for me.
The butt ends are the best! And he knew that.

But back to the point of my writing today.
With everything going on in my wacky personal life (and really, I just mean my family) I was hoping to have a nice quiet Friday night to think things through and relax my mind a bit.
Instead, I got a drunken call from my dad.
I am now my dad's parent.
He is asking the hard to answer questions. (Was I a horrible dad?)
I am doing my best to break things to him gently with out lying to him. (Do you think you were a horrible dad? Cause how you feel is what matters, daddy.)
How do you answer those really hard questions when you know the truth will hurt them?

We lost one today

So my boss fired the girl who wasn't doing her job.
(I wrote about her previously)
It is so strange.
He has never fired anybody in the thirty years of running his practice.
We all loved her dearly but that really doesn't matter when she complained and didn't take pride in her work, which lead to mistakes that could have cost us cases had someone else not caught them.

Anyhow, it is a strange day at the office.
It's like I don't even work in the same place with all the changes around here.

New Years

With everything that happened this New Year, I never got around to posting my favorite picture from New Year's Eve night.


This is Courtney and Kevin. Aren't they cute? We had so much fun with them.

Stay Classy, San Diego

So I'm back. Back to the land of mediocre views, southern accents and of course, my hubby (I am really happy about the latter).
San Diego was fab.
Beautiful place.
Great Sushi.
Wine bar . . . need I say more.
And Lisa, of course!
(See pic of her and beau below, along with her pigs Annie and Irene, the vile creatures, that I had to hold while she cut their disgusting little nails off)




When I got back to work yesterday, I found my boss has hired another attorney for the firm and expanded the space we rent in the office. There is new furniture everywhere. Things are so different. I feel completely overwhelmed.
I was only gone for four days!
So I have decided to never leave town again. Can you imagine what would happen to my job if I were gone for longer . . ?