Last night was an unfortunate night in my house all around.
First I will tell you the rousing story of me losing to a vacuum cleaner. I was cleaning my room up and was vacuuming around the edges of the room with just the hose so I could get my dogs little bits of kibble. I dropped the vacuum on the floor so I could pick up some clothes and I heard this sound like something was stuck in the end, I turn around thinking perhaps my dog was getting sucked into the vacuum (it could happen, she is tiny). It wasn’t my dog, it was a sock. No big deal right? Yeah that is what I thought too, until I picked up the hose to remove the sock from the end and the sock went up the hose.
This would not be a huge deal if I had a standard run of the mill vacuum cleaner that you would buy from places like Wal-Mart, but it’s not. It is a central vac, you know the kind that has a big canister in one part of the house and has the pipes running through the walls? I THINK the sock just went all the way through, at least I hope it did because I rent this house, I do not want to have to call the landlord and be like “um you know your vacuum cleaner? Yeah I broke it. Well I didn’t really break it buuuuuuuuuuut there is a sock stuck in the wall somewhere.” That would just be embarrassing. I also just want my sock back – it was one I use to work out in.. its important to me.
I am in no way a crafter, I love crafts, I love doing them but every time I finish something it looks more and more like a 5-year-old did the work and not an almost 30-year-old. However; I am currently in the process of making Christmas Presents for my mom and my gramma. My niece and I started this project in mid October so that we could have them done by Christmas, everything is right on schedule. I do not have pictures of the things because we do not want anyone seeing them and spilling the beans before Christmas, once they are with their new owners I will take pictures.
In the midst of my crafting I decided a great idea would be to get my glue gun out and glue things on to these decorations so that it wasn’t just paint, paint and more paint. This is a good idea if you are not clumsy, ridiculously accident prone, or just an unfortunate mess. I am all of these things and more. So you can imagine what may have happened. Last night while putting the final touches on one of the crafts I dropped a little fuzzy pom-pom that had HOT glue on it, not thinking I scooped it up off the kitchen table (that looks more like a kindergarten class had its way with it at the moment) with my index finger and thumb, that’s when it hit me, the hot searing pain of a fuzzy pom-pom adhering itself to my finger.
Yes you read that right I hot glued a piece of my craft to my index finger. I didn’t swear or yell though, I sat looking at it in disbelief all the while not computing that the hot glue was really burning my finger. I did finally realize what I was doing, and unstuck the item from my finger – today though I have a blister, which serves as a constant reminder that I should never be allowed to use anything that could cause bodily harm.
I love my mom. This is a statement that most people say everyday, and with out a doubt they mean it. But I love my mom for so many reasons.
1. She is the strongest person I know – she restarted her life at 45 by going back to school and getting 2 different degrees so she could support my two younger brothers when her and my dad split up.
2. She has a pretty good sense of humor; although she does have many of the same personality traits that Sheldon from The Big Bang Theory has (she has a spot on the couch and if you sit on it she will just stand and make noises, no I am not joking.)
3. She raised 4 of us on a pretty tight budget and we NEVER did with out anything.
4. She is always in my corner. If I ever killed a man and said I was not guilty she would back me 100% – even if she knew I did it. (ok so that is probably EVERY mother out there) But she does always have my back.
5. The list
But I think the reason I love my mother is because she will let me ramble for hours and hours through text messages and she ALWAYS responds. Case in point, yesterday this is the conversation we had, word for word.
Me: I had a dream last night. I removed my ear drum… It like just fell out,
Mom: LOL and you think I am off.
Me: It was so real I had to wake up and check my pillow. How retarded is that?
Mom: To many drugs lol.
Me: Lol I didn’t take anything.
Mom: Lol it happened to your brother.
Me: I know.. But I didn’t take anything. I think I’m mentally unstable lol
Mom: Lol That could be too.
Me: LOL it was the oddest dream I have had in a long time. Seriously it’s not even possible for your ear drum to fall out is it?
Mom: No I don’t thinks so lol
Mom: Thats’ silly lol
Mom: but a little funny.
Me: Lol so dumb tho my ear drum, of all body parts.
Mom: Could have been your nose
Me: Or my ear.
Mom: or that too lol
ME LOL it was so dumb.
I hate to say this but these conversations happen almost every day. She has yet to commit me into an institution, even though I am pretty sure she worries about my sanity often. Add to that the fact that she continues to have the conversation with me makes her possibly the coolest mom ever.
Not feeling to much like being overly creative so I have decided to do a lame Meme today.
Put your music player on shuffle and for each question hit next song and put in the song title as the answer.
Will I get far in life?
People Hate Me (Murder Dolls)
How do my friends see me?
I’m only happy when it rains (Garbage)
Where will I get married?
What do you want from me (Rehab)
What is my best friend’s theme song?
What is the story of my life?
All is Fair (Poverty)
What was high school like?
How can I get ahead in life?
Go Away (Jakalope)
What is the best thing about me?
Are you Sad (Our Lady Peace)
How is today going to be?
The Enemy (Godsmack)
What is in store for this weekend?
Stupid Girls (Pink)
What song describes my parents?
White America (Eminem) – Not even close lol
Paper Scratcher ( Blind Melon)
How is my life going?
Running Up That Hill (Placebo)
What song will they play at my funeral?
Bottles & Cans (Rehab)
How does the world see me?
Rhinestone Eyes (Gorillaz)
Will I have a happy life?
Die Sci-Fi (Wednesday 13)
What do my friends really think of me?
Hip Albatross (Gorrillaz)
Do people secretly lust after me?
I’m Shady (Eminem)
How can I make myself happy?
Tell on You (Bif Naked)
What should I do with my life?
Hate (Zug Island)
Will I ever have children?
Just don’t give a fuck (Eminem)
What is some good advice?
Turn the Heat Up (Bobaflex)
What is my signature dancing song?
Thief (Our Lady Peace)
What do I think my current theme song is?
My Name Is (Eminem)
What does everyone else think my current theme song is?
Whatever (Butthole Surfers)
What type of men/women do you like?
So apparently my iPod decided that my life would be described by primarily by Eminem, which is funny because I hardly have any Eminem or Our Lady Peace on my it.
I woke up this morning to a very wet and gross day. I decided that I wouldn’t let it get me down in anyway, things in my world have been pretty awesome lately. I dressed for the weather, I work inside, so it wont be that horrible. Boy was I wrong. I forgot I go outside about 5 times a day to go to the bathroom. I should explain that a bit, I work in a metal shop. There is a bathroom not even 20 feet from my office but I refuse to use it – Have you EVER been in a shop bathroom? The shop is fairly male dominant, and face it guys are gross. So rather than use said bathroom I go to the “clean room.” Sounds fancy right? Not so much, it is a place that is fairly dust free due to the processes that are being done on the metal. This is also where there are 2 bathrooms for women – bathrooms which are not gross, and do not have drawing of naked women on the toilet paper dispenser. BUT to get there I either have to walk through the shop (more time on my bathroom travel), or go outside and walk to the other building. No big deal, and it gets me out of my office for a couple minutes.
This walk is normally welcome and NOT a huge deal but today, it is a huge deal why? Because it is raining, and I have to go through 3 different doors to get there, neither of which are sealed properly so water runs into them and sits there waiting for an unsuspecting person to open it and then… BAM. In. Your. Face. You get hit in the face with the coldest water ever. I am usually the first person who gets the face full of water so today – being the smart cookie I am, I put my
bunny hug hoodie on, pull the hood up and make my way to the door. First door, I use my toe push the door open and stand aside while the wall of water comes crashing down. Second door, same thing and I figure I am victorious, I start doing my victory dance and open the third door, being less careful and guess what? Yeah I got a shower, a nice cold fresh rain shower – well my arm did. My victory dance ends abruptly, and I walk to the bathroom cursing myself silently, do my business and then begin the trek back to my office. I let my guard down, completely. I open the door and start walking out and I got a full on shower. I am soaked, I feel like a cat that has just been left out in the rain. I let loose with words I am sure made the trucker who was loading his truck across the street blush.
I am sure the hole event was kind of funny if you were watching it, the look on my face was much like that of the cat above. My clothes are still soaked and I am still trying to work up enough courage to go face the door again so I can get more water to drink. I think for now I will just go thirsty.