Merry Christmas

Here are some pictures from last Christmas...I will post more after we celebrate on Sat.

Christmas Reflection

I was just sitting here thinking about Christmas as a kid.

We honestly had amazing Christmas's.
We might not have had a lot of money but my mother went out of her way to make sure we had a lot.

I remember every year coming down stairs and there would be presents laid out from the base of the tree usually almost all the way across the room. Toys would be set up, whether it was barbie houses, kitchen sets ( I remember a blue and white one), Pound Puppies, Cabbage Patch Kids...anything we wanted we got. Not that Christmas is about getting gifts which I know now, but seriously when you are a kid, it is.
Stockings were replaced with pillowcases, since they held more...my mom sure did a great job of making it an awesome morning.

AND, just when the last bits of paper were cleaned up and stocking dumped out on the floor, gifts were sorted into piles...there would always be one more thing hidden.
It might have been behind the burnt orange lazy boy or underneath the kitchen table but there was always something.

I might not always have positive things to say about my childhood but I really do feel blessed to have very fond memories of this morning...

More Apartment Updates..This could go on forever :)

Okay seriously the rest are all sideways and I am feeling way too lazy to fix them right now...

Happy Chanukah

This is my gift from the kids....

Ron

I found the best picture of Ron and I while I was unpacking things tonight.
He was dressed as Slash and I was a groupie !!!

Reason number 5000

Why I am a jerk.

So Ron came by this weekend to help me move.
The movers really did everything so we kinda hung out, had some wine, went to dinner, he played guitar...very mellow.He tried to help a little but I just kept getting frustrated so I think he gave up.

I just had a weird vibe from him so it was a little awkward especially when he left on Sun. In my mind I am like, whatever, maybe we have just out grown each other and we need a break...(maybe I am really just a bitch)or just mad at him because we had the baby talk again and it is not gonna happen.

So he leaves and I don't hear from him...

Last night I get home from work and there is a package on the porch. IT is from Lake Champlain Chocolates. I am thinking...Maggie...who else knows about my love of LC. They are the best. So I open it up expecting it to be from Mag.

Nope.

It was from Ron. I am such a jerk. Not that getting me something is what I need to make me ok with him again, it just was thoughtful and I need to not be so hard on him. He tries, and is there for me when I need it. Even if the dynamic of our relationship is constantly evolving...

Updated Pictures

I actually did update the pictures in the previous post.
I will add more when I get internet at home. I have decent ones I took with a camera not just these junky ones from my phone.

Mind you, the curtains in the bedroom are not the actual ones for the bedroom but mine are sheer and I have no blinds up yet...so. I made due.

Apartment before and afters

Here are pictures from the massive painting party I have been having.

This is the Dining Room.








This is the Bedroom

Nice

For as much crap as I give Ron and he gives me, he really does come through for me.

He called me this AM and offered to come out and help with the move. This is the second time he has done this.

So yeah !! I have help.

UPDATE:
Okay maybe I am slightly dramatic, but hey you know it's my right.
My friend Chris has stepped up and offered to help me too. I haven't spoken with him in a while he has been kinda AWOL, but he emailed yesterday and offered to help me on Sunday. I told him thanks but I will be moved by then. He responded by saying he will come over Wed, Thurs, and Friday nights and help me pack and get ready for the movers on Saturday morning !!!

Shall be interesting. I finished painting the living room yesterday and I know the bathroom tub is going in today as well as the new windows. The man is coming to paint the bedrooms today and tomorrow as well.
I am hoping to at least get the bathroom primed tomorrow so hopefully they will be done putting the tub and shower surround in by then. If not it will have to wait for paint until I get in there but then I can focus my attention on painting the inside of the closets, which may sound sill but you haven't seen them.

The cleaners are coming Friday night to do a deep clean and BOOM I get to come in on Saturday morning. Maybe I stressed over nothing, but it was very over-whelming at first.

I had the landlord measure the door width the other day and I am not entirely sure the TV with fit through. He said he would be around and take the door and frame out if need be...that shall be interesting !!

Pictures From The Patriots Game.

The first picture is from my trip to Gillette today. I just got back. Go Dragons !!



The second picture is from our seats on Sunday.
The Pats vs. Steelers

So Tired

I am so tired and run down and over-whelmed with what I have to do that I think my brain is shutting down not allowing me to do anything at all. I can barely use a period and definitely can not muster the energy to use the return key. I went to the new apartment last night after work and it is so dirty from the floors being sanded and needs so much work before I can even start painting that I got completely over-whelmed and went home. I thought I was gonna puke from the smell of the floors and I could tell that Andi was slightly grossed out which was not helping the situation at all. I think I made a mistake. It is so gross especially with all the ladies stuff out it needs so much work and I certainly can not bring myself to even do anything. I am sure I am over reacting and it will be fine once I get in there and get going but I am so fucking tired I don't want to do it. Not to mention I haven't even started packing my own apartment and the movers are coming Sat morning and sigh..........I still feel vomity.

Life is Ehhhh...

So I am sitting here thinking about everything that has been going on lately.
I have not really posted anything good in a long while.
Sometimes I think I do have an interesting life sometimes not so much.

I just talked to my friend Kristine who is devastated. She has just left the court room in London where her good friend George O'Dowd was just convicted. And probably will have to do some jail time. If you do not recognize that name look it up. I feel really bad for her and him as well. I do not know if what he is accused of doing happened I wasn't there. I think they go back to court on Jan 16th for sentencing.

I have finally gotten the keys to the apartment. Colors are all picked and soon the painting will begin. I am going to take before and after pictures so you can see my Ghetto fab transformation.

I am realizing that the reason I have not posted anything good is that nothing good is happening.

Nothing bad is either.

This Is The Hour of My Discontent

I am bored....with everything.
I know I am am fickle, that is a given.

It is just that nothing excites me lately.
I have been talking with H.B.S. a lot lately and that is nice. I like getting his emails first thing in the morning it is nice to know someone is at least thinking of you or talking to him at night before bed but for some reason this is not enough for me. There is no anticipation to talk to him.

I want "crack" or at least the feeling of "crack"...

Maybe I need rehab.

(I know you don't know about HBS yet, he is not up for discussion yet)