V is for Visitors

Playing catch-up again........oh well, we're almost done and then i can plan again for next year........So, V is for Visitors.  I love visitors.  I love to talk.  Actually, both the hubby and I are talkers.  We're the couple that will love you to death and will keep you forever.....so, when visiting, be ready to at least stay for a meal or overnight!  Before kids, we had a lot of parties.  I assumed that once kids arrived, we would back off some......actually, they just add to the fun!  So, come on over!!

U is for Underwear

I wish I would have known how much of my daily consciousness is spent considering my underwear.  Of course, every woman has her own issues.  I, for one, am a bit round shaped.  Well, i guess more egg shaped.  my neck being the top of this egg.  To put it out there, i have no butt or hips.  Some might claim they spend hours in a gym to get rid of theirs, but there are probably many things I would be ashamed to say out loud that I would do to get a butt and something that resembles hips.  In any case, where was I?  Oh yes, my issue with underwear.  I have a few pairs of panties.........you know the ones you really don't want to wear but they are the only ones left clean and you have no choice?  yeah, those.  well, they tend to want to run away......I'll be walking to a meeting and know it's going to happen........and I'm walking and walking and I feel the top hem starting to fold.......I'm praying that i can at least make it to the elevator before..........oh no, the roll has started........and it's rolling down......please please please stop at my hips.....nope, no hips......and now my panties have rolled themselves into one of those super tight inner-tube like pythons around my thighs........now, I'm walking with a little less pep, trying to do the secret pantie grab in the elevator....knowing it's just too late........have to go to the ladies room and essentially start over.  pulling them up as high as i possibly can......tuck the hem under my bra?........sigh.  guess that should be motivation to keep up with the laundry!

I've heard of ladies having the opposite problem, but have never experienced the ride-up.  Do you all just wish for empty elevator to pick it out? I can't even imagine wearing a thong!  always feeling like you have a wedgie and never getting any relief and knowing you did it to yourself?!  One question, why?

to end, I'll quote my sister with a panty-relevant statement she made in her teens....
"i have a much better day when i wear full-seated panties" - AWM

Amen.

T is for Time

Where did it go?  I'm quite certain that at 18 there was plenty of it and I had a pretty decent plan for the spending of it.........and now I'm not quite sure what happened to it.  This is official notice to whoever stole my time, I'm coming after you!!!  You will give me back my TV time.....my play time.....my craft time.......my sleep time.........and I want it fully intact and moving slowly, got it?!!  Even my blogs are getting terribly short and FB status-like because I can't find the time!!

S is for Seasons

I waited my whole life to be the type of person who decorates for each season, I even have a little thing for each holiday within those seasons.......but, I've also found that with each passing year (and added child) the seasons come and go before I realize that I forgot to put the new stuff up.  Yep, 2014 will be the year that we make it through most of Spring and my snowflakes are still up!  Of course, that's almost accurate for this year, right?  Hope you got your stuff up in a timely manner!

R is for Romance

I have to roll my eyes when girls talk about their overblown proposals and the fancy dinners out and the 'by-the-cosmopolitan-book' romantic gestures.  You know that's just the peacock feathers, right?  real romance is picking up an extra pack of gum so your car has one too or walking by and simply pulling her ponytail out of her shirt and your hand brushes the back of her neck.  Or sitting and letting her watch a 'stupid' TV show and occasionally asking questions just to make her believe you are interested, but of course you're not really (yeah, right).  Keep your damn roses, gals and get a real life!

Q is for Qat and Qi

Not sure what else to write for Q except to give you the nifty bit of information that Qat and Qi are excellent uses of a Q in scrabble-like games.  Cheers!

P is for Procrastination

When you're younger, about high school age, and you are just learning the skills of time management, you probably convinced yourself that procrastination worked for you.  You did a better a job when you wait until the last minute.  Then you continue that into college.  However, as you add on more cards to your life-size game of life.......work, spouse, house, kids, menus, laundry, budgets, birthdays, holidays, bills, etc.............guess what?  Procrastination is just an excuse to be lazy or not manage your time.  I am quite guilty of it at times and it makes me crazy when I look back at all the time I wasted instead of just getting stuff done!  My niece's birthday was this past Saturday.  She wanted a Shirley Temple dress.  Ok.  I started 2 months ahead of time.  i ordered the petite skirt and bought the fabric for the dress.  I had two months..........guess who sat down to make the dress on the Tuesday before the birthday?  Yeah.  And then realized I didn't have a zipper, so it carried over to Thursday.  So, the week of Easter, I'm making a dress......trying hideous egg craft projects......managing the t-ball schedule......packing to go out of town......and and and......I could have had my entire Tuesday freed up for one of these other to-do list things if I just followed through with some decent time management.  Imagine....it only took me a few hours to make the dress......those few hours had to have been somewhere in those 2 months....but were probably spent watching TV or playing candy crush.  Ack.  I start each week with a goal not to procrastinate.  Sometimes I win, other times I don't, but it's only on me when I don't.  DON'T PROCRASTINATE!  YOU'LL JUST BE CRAZY!