Rrruffles have ridges

OK, well I was in a good mood. My carpenters ran away around 2 this afternoon (they generally work til 4 or so) and took the trailer that's been a permanent fixture in the driveway for the last 3 weeks. Then I read this post which gave me a nice laugh.
Course, then I heard this on the radio: "winter storm watch from tomorrow night through fri, with a possibility of 40 inches of snow" Good feeling's gone

A couple bathroom pics

my toilet
my shower
shower
toilet
my towel holder

A couple bathroom pics

Wall pictures

After adding the new studs, this is the end of the wall where the shower is
insulation
And drywall

A couple bathroom pics

I'm starting with pictures of the floor.

Here it is with the actual floor ripped outEverything is gone except the floor joinsts
My plywood floor. Pretty cool, huh?

Snow pics

Here are a couple pics I took this weekend.

This is the outside world through my stairway window, Sat morning
One of the ice covered bushes from Sat
Close-up of ice covered bush from Sat
What awaited me Sun Morning
Another pic of the masses of snow everywhere Sun

There have been numerous tree branches and power lines down in the neighborhood. They have collapsed due to the massive amounts of ice and then inches of heavy snow on top. There are tons of downed tree branches, I'll see if I can't get some pictures of those.

To my parents:
Stop yelling or beng pissy at me when you're in a bad mood. I didn't (most likely) do anything to put you in this bad mood, don't take it out on me.

I was thinking of this quote yesterday and today
"Do you get scared? Yeah. You stay scared? Better not." the character Donnie Anderson said that in the movie 44 Minutes.
What happened on Fri night made me think of it.

Always have to steal my kisses from you

This is such a stupid thing to be upset over.
Because of the winter storm last night's Cirque show was postponed until today, they were gonna have an afternoon and then evening show today. Well, I just got a call from work, it's been postponed again, it won't be happening today.
I'm just so pissed about it. I love my job, I love to work. Why does this stupid fucking snow storm have to get in my way? I don't mind the snow, or the temp, cause it's pretty damn gorgeous outside right now. But to go and make it so I can't work, THAT MAKES ME PISSED.
Some moral support, and something to get me out of the house would be nice. Unfortunately, I may not get either.
Sigh.

the attacked defenseless young couples

Not that I need to watch COPS for the action tonight, seeing as how I got a little bit of it last night at the concert…Unfortunately, that didn’t come with any hotties (unless you count the 10 cowboys that almost started a little something more….)
Cincinnati, OH: Officer Donny Meece,
Here’s a question for all you cops out there: can you just look at a gun and know what kind it is?
Brevard, CO:FL: Deputy Jason West,
Now why do all the druggies always say there’s nothing in the vehicle and then OK the cop looking in the car? You don’t have to let them search.
Extra kudos for the boyfriend for just sitting there while the cops are doing all this shit. We all know most of the time, the other person runs off and makes it worse.
I seriously doubt he would pass the drug test too, Deputy, just based on the fact that he keeps looking away every time he answers the question.
Did y’all ever notice that most of the people they come in contact with that are smoking cigarettes, they generally have some drug in the car, I’ve noticed it’s mostly weed, but is it just me who’s noticed this?
So, I saw a commercial for the new movie, Shooter, today. I wanna see that, if only for the fact that Mark Wahlberg stars in it. I have to say I’m glad “Marky Mark” switched to movies from music.
Palm Springs, CA: Officer Anthony Pilutik,
Goddess told me Officer P was on today and I was excited, I miss seeing the hottie cops. And I like you better in a car than on bike patrol, personal preference.
Now why was the weed considered a little bit when it was a bigger bunch than the “ a lot of meth”?
I love it, dude is bouncing and sweating profusely, but still insists he’s not on drugs. Yeah, good luck anyone believing that.
There’s that famous line: “I hope this is a wake-up call for you” I knew we wouldn’t be disappointed. And yes, we all know that’s the segment that the opening sequence part was taken from
Brevard CO, FL:
Ya know I never had that problem I don’t know a lot about drugs, but I can guarantee there is none in my clothes, my apt, or in any of my possessions. I’d even let y’all search, course the innocent people never let the cops search, it’s always the guilty ones
OH, by the way, I must be doomed with this whole movie about all the bad shit about the number 23. cause I am 23, so I am screwed.
Hillsborough Co, FL: Deputy James Ennis, Deputy Gerald Stewart

Officer Anthony Pilutik

(add it to your shelf)

I'm giving up on love cause love's giving up on me

UGH! George decided to show up yesterday morning, right on schedule, he couldn't wait 3 days, or be early, no he had to show up and get in the way of life.
But, hey I've got walls now. It actually kinda looks like a bathroom now. Course they kinda forgot to leave a hole for my light on the south wall, and they stuck a hole for the light in the ceiling, but they didn't snake the wires over to the hole, so I'm kinda miffed about that. But I decided before they started work on this project, that I wasn't going to bother them. At least not with work stuff, we'll let mom do that and get her on their bad side. I decided they probably already have enough shit on their minds and they don't need me to get in the way as well. Plus, I can't really do anything about it, so I'd let it go. I think I've been more mellow since this thing started than I have in a LONG time.
So, basically the first thing mom said to me this morning after I went downstairs was: "You need to vaccuum" Well, thank you very much mother. Actually, it looks pretty good this time. The guys vaccumed the hallway and the stairs before they left yesterday, I think the only thing that really needs vaccuming is my bedroom, basically because it has lighter carpet, so you can see the dust and shit. And since I believe they will be done by the end of the week, I wouldn't mind just working maniacally next weekend, with moving stuff back into my bedroom/bathroom, and vaccuming and shit. Course it would be nice to get together with some friends afterward.
So, the weather sucks. Yesterday it rained, hailed, rained, hailed and then rained some more. All in that order, so everything is frozen and the wind is nasty.
We were kinda worried last night of whether Cirque would make it here today or not. But last I heard they are here and the show will continue tonight and tomorrow afternoon. I'm excited. I've heard it should be a different crowd. Now whether that means less messed up, or more messed up, I don't know. Let's just hope we have a few more cops there tonight.
So, you all read about how I stripped a piece of fake flooring of it's faux wood grain. Well I thought it would be cool to do that to another piece, but strip the back off and leave the wood grain. Well, when I was trimming the extra 'jigsaw' bit on the side, I nicely lost a hunk of the wood grain, and stripped off that inside. Yesterday, I decided to take the back off too. Bad decision. I nicely sliced my finger deep with a hunk of this shit. Someday, I'll invest in some work gloves, someday. My plan was to carve a neat design in the particle board underneath, then paint it, I think it would be cool.
By the way, people, I really feel unloved when you all don't comment. I know I don't write anything THAT interesting, but even a little "Hello, I'm here reading your blog" makes me feel better. But, of course I'm not trying to make you comment, cause that's just rude. It just feels sometimes that no one's reading.

Every song another scene

I gotta stop working concerts where shit happens that scares me. This is the second time this has happened. The last concert being the GnR concert in Dec.
Well, tonight was Dierks Bentley, and everything was mellow, no problems, until the end, that is. Anyway, there was a group of muscled cowboys, that were out on the walkway. We had 2 officers on tonight (the college ones, that don't have guns, but otherwise have all the powers of other cops). I saw them run outside, and then they were throwing a guy up against the door, had him down on the ground and in cuffs. They bring the guy inside and he's apologizing profusely, and they're talking to him. Then the rest of the cowboys start coming in, that's when I got scared. Personally, I can handle my own, but there were about 10 guys all nicely built, I would have been trampled. We notified the officers, one of them takes the guy in cuffs to the side, the other is trying to talk to the cowboys, one of our environmental service guys comes by (he's pretty big) and the other long door person was also trying to separate them. I decided to keep the onlookers away, two reasons, I knew if anything happened, I'd be knocked out so fast, and we all know people love to butt in and make the situation worse. But I was scared because there was no one else we could call, the only 2 officers on duty were already there, and we didn't really have any big buff guys working tonight.
I believe I'm good now, but I wouldn't mind a comforting hug.

He gets up before the dawn

Ya know I was all excited cause I got a shower today. But leave it to mom, to bring down my mood. She was all pissy because there is no insulation in the wall behind the shower, or the north wall of the bedroom, which they "can't" get to now because of the shower. I stuck the can't in quotes, cause if you look at it, one can still get in there, but mom says they can't. And why if she's in a pissy mood does she have to be snippy at me? I didn't do anything, go be bitchy at someone else.
I got to come home from work and vacuum, cause the electricians were here today, installing an exhaust fan, and hooking up wires for the fan and lights. Well to put in the fan they had to go up in the attic and drill a hole in the roof, so there was nasty black insulation all over. So, I got to vacuum the hallway, and then the stairs, which is not fun because the stairs are so narrow that you have to hold on to the vaccuum cleaner so it doesn't fall on you and then bend and use the hose on the stairs. So not fun. And now I'm extremely tired, so I'm going to bed soon.

The hotel bar hangover whiskeys gone dry

UGH! I am so sick of waiting for this bathroom project to be done. I'm sick of being mellow and reassuring myself that it will be done soon. It's not gonna be done by Friday, my mom told the guys that they didn't have to work last Sat, basically meaning they didn't have as strict a deadline as before. When they were tearing up the floors/walls last week they found a pretty big hole in one of the pipes, so today they were replacing the pipe, but apparently something happened where they had to call the plumbing inspector to make sure they could cut so far (whatever, I'm not really sure), and that delayed them hooking up the pipes for the shower drain. They did finish the piping for the toilet, plus there. But as of now, all I have is a plywood floor, 2x4's as a wall where the end of the shower is gonna be, and some wall supports. THAT'S IT!!! I'M SO SICK OF HAVING TO GO DOWNSTAIRS EVERYTIME I HAVE TO TAKE A PISS!!! I was already used to having to go downstairs for a shower, though that's annoying too. Is it so bad to want to come home from the Dierks Bentley concert Saturday morning and use my OWN DAMN TOILET?
My mom figured while we had the wall opened behind my bed, she'd get an electrician to add some outlets in the wall, since there aren't any at the moment. So, once I got home from work, I stirpped down to my tank top and underwear and had to move shit out of the way. Course while I was in there I dug out my motorcycle helmet (cause one of my work buddies said we might go for a ride on Thurs). I figured since I would just be changing into my pajamas and I didn't want all the shit from the floor to get on my pajamas and into my bed, I'd just work in less clothes. I'd have to say it's pretty comfortable and its not like anyone but me and my pig are seeing me.

Take your love and hit the road

DAMMIT!!!
OK, so the carpenters put in a makeshit wall where the end of the shower is, and stuck a box in the wall where the medicine cabinet is going to be. Now the bad news. Somewhere in the line of tenants in this apt SOME IDIOT put a couple holes in the tiny north wall between the bathroom door and the end of the eaves. So, when the carpenters put in this box, they had to nudge what THE IDIOT stuck in the hole to cover it up, back out into the room, so now there are cracks in my wall. Now, THIS IDIOT covered up these holes by nailing a full length (or almost) mirror to the wall in front of the hole, so you couldn't tell. I wish we could figure out who THIS IDIOT is so we could charge them, cause basically it's their fault that we may have to replace the wall. Now, I'm hoping that its just causing cracks in the paint as I can't see the wall underneath the paint, that shouldn't be too hard to fix, hell we'll probably just ignore that (I got cracks in the paint all over the apartment). But one of the holes has a patch of drywall in it, nicely cut to the size and painted over (that might not have been a tenant, it's pretty nicely done).
Also, the carpenters had to level the floor, well in doing that the wall on the other side of the doorway is cracked in the corner where my bedroom doorway is. This is bad.
The other thing I'm pissed about (I'm not really pissed about the above, I know my parents aren't gonna be too happy though) is Kenny Chesney's concert schedule. So, last night KC was on 60 minutes (they had a tiny clip on him) so this morning my morning show was talking about him, and said that all next week you can win tickets for his concert, when he comes to the area. I was crossing my fingers and hoping that he would come here. But, no, he's going to DM in April, just like Keith Urban is in August. I'm so sick of people going there instead of coming here.

A few rider's proverbs for all you bikers out there, I bolded the ones that I really love.

Four wheels move the body. Two wheels move the soul.
Most motorcycle problems are caused by the nut that connects the handlebars
Saddlebags can never hold everything you want, but they CAN hold everything you need.
Never try to race an old geezer, he may have one more gear than you.
It takes more love to share the saddle than it does to share the bed.
The only good view of a thunderstorm is in your rearview mirror.
Never be afraid to slow down.
Sometimes it takes a whole tankful of fuel before you can think straight.
Riding faster than everyone else only guarantees you'll ride alone.
Never hesitate to ride past the last street light at the edge of town.
Never do less than twenty miles before breakfast.
If you don't ride in the rain, you don't ride.
A bike on the road is worth two in the shed.
Young riders pick a destination and go... Old riders pick a direction and go.
A good mechanic will let you watch without charging you for it.
Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to stop for the night. a
Always back your bike into the curb, and sit where you can see it.
Work to ride & ride to work.
Whatever it is, it's better in the wind.
Two-lane blacktop isn't a highway - it's an attitude.
Keep your bike in good repair:
Motorcycle boots are NOT comfortable for walking.
People are like Motorcycles: each is customized a bit differently.
Sometimes, the best communication happens when you're on separate bikes.
The best alarm clock is sunshine on chrome.
The twisties - not the superslabs - separate the riders from the squids.
When you're riding lead, don't spit.
A friend is someone who'll get out of bed at 2 am to drive his pickup to the middle of nowhere to get you when you're broken down.
Catching a yellow jacket in your shirt @ 70 mph can double your vocabulary.
If you want to get somewhere before sundown, you can't stop at every tavern.
There's something ugly about a NEW bike on a trailer.
Don't lead the pack if you don't know where you're going.
Practice wrenching on your own bike.
Don't argue with an 18-wheeler.
Never be ashamed to unlearn an old habit.
A good long ride can clear your mind, restore your faith, and use up a lot of fuel.
If you can't get it going with bungee cords and electrician' s tape, it's serious.
Bikes parked out front mean good chicken-fried steak inside.
Gray-haired riders don't get that way from pure luck.
There are drunk riders. There are old riders. There are NO old, drunk riders.
Thin leather looks good in the bar, but it won't save your butt from "road rash" if you go down.
You can forget what you do for a living when your knees are in the breeze.
Patience is the ability to keep your motor idling.
Only a Biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.
Keep the paint up, and the rubber down!
There are two types of people in this world, people who ride motorcycles and people who wish they could ride motorcycles.
Never ride faster than your guardian angel can fly.
It is good to have an end to journey; but it is the journey that matters in the end.
Ride as if your life depended on it!!
Bikers eat more bugs.
When life throws you a curve, lean into the saddle.
Life may begin at 30, but it doesn't get real interesting until about 100..
If you wait, all that happens is that you get older.
Midnight bugs taste the best.
When life throws you a curve, lean into it.

It's all good, it's all right

I never thought I'd live this long by Montgomery Gentry

I've treated this ol body like a stolen car,
Just some old disposable machine,
Pedal to the metal and a trail of broken hearts,
Yea I'd fill it up with almost anything,
My motto was live fast and go out strong,
But I never thought that I'd live this long

Once I had a woman and she treated me real good,
The kinda love I never will replace,
One day I thought I ain't seen the world the way I should,
So one night I got up and stepped away,
I knew there'd be some lonely's commin on,
But I never thought that I'd live this long

There have been many times I really should have died,
But somehow I survived on my mistakes,
They say it makes me stronger, but why does it take longer,
Gettin up these days
Yea I'm old enough to have a few regrets,
I'm still young enough to have my dreams,
Maybe that's the reason that my life ain't over yet,
All the places and faces I ain't seen,
I probably won't have time to see them all,
But then again I never thought I'd live this long

It's a fitting song for the moment. Mom cornered me with a talk about the future today. She knows she has to sneak them in on conversations because I won't talk about it. She asked if I had thoughts about the future. I told her I didn't and I really don't. The furthest I've thought into the future is this weekend: Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. She told me on May 1st, they're doubling my rent, and asked if I thought I would still be living here. I said yes because I had to enjoy my new bathroom and I hated moving.
I honestly did not think I would live this long. I never had plans after high school. I applied for college because that's what everyone was doing. And I got in (not much of a surprise), so I delayed this lost feeling for 4.5 years. Now, I have to deal with it. In Nov, I was hoping to find a job that just paid the bills, but that has been hard to find. I've applied for secretarial jobs because I enjoy that, and I have no idea what I want to do. I just want something to fill the in-between time, but that doesn't mean I'll quit in a few years, if I make the commitment, you can bet I'll stick to it. So, I have a bachelors degree in sociology and criminal justice, I don't know what I'm gonna do with it. Yes, I find that stuff interesting, but I don't know if I wanna do it (anymore).
Bobby once said this to me: "Keep your chin up kid. Don't stop living your life because you're afraid or don't understand what the point is. Nobody knows what they're going to do after college. You'll be fine, I promise." Maybe you don't know what you're gonna do, but you had to have an inkling, right? The only thing I really wanna do is run away to California, go live in a little place on the boardwalk and sell my art. But that's never gonna happen, I'm scared to death to go out on my own. As much as I'd love to get out of the grasps of my parents, I'm scared to death to go somewhere I've never been, and start over. I want it, but it won't happen.\
I realized yesterday that I don't do anything fun in the winter time. I was chatting with a friend at work, and I decided he should come check out my bathroom when it was done, but that there's nothing we could really do after he admired the bathroom. Everytime my friends and I get together we end up chatting and/or watching TV (not that that's a bad thing). So, it's not like I really do anything fun in the winter. Usually I have school/schoolwork and library work to keep me busy, but now I have nothing. I sit here in my apt all day, and I get excited if I get to go to work at night, just to get me out of the house. I really do wish I had some job to go to during the day, I am just so bored.
In the summer, I get to go on walks (usually takes about 2 hours) and that not only gets me out doing something, but I get exercise out of it. If I'm lucky I go on bike rides. And the past summers I had work (at the library) and last summer my internship to keep me busy during the day. I just wish I had something to keep me busy now. I hate this.
I'm only 23 years old, I never thought I'd live this long, and I'm totally lost in life.

Baby can you hear

So, I’m sitting here with my Vault and donuts watching cops, it would be more fitting if I was drinking coffee, but I don’t drink coffee
I like Cutie Cook in the opening sequence.
Las Vegas, NV: Officer Evan Rosenthal
Where’s this guy think he’s gonna go, up the pole and then jump off into the road? “What is wrong with you?” I was wondering the same thing Officer Rosenthal. This guy does not stay still, he’s like a little baboon especially when he’s doing that thing where he’s trying to break the cuffs. I love it how he uses the technical term of ‘little people’. Famous parting words: “Don’t get in trouble”
Boise, ID: Officer Brian Lee,
UGH, the guy keeps complaining that its her fault, maybe if he stayed away from the damn house once he bonded out of jail…IDIOT
All the guys that were in the mob in front of the jackass were hotties. It was a mob of hotties, and they didn’t tell us a single name, sigh.
Chattanooga, TN: Officer Derrick Pendergrass
Alright, y’all tell me if this is wrong: I can now recognize Officer Derrick by his voice. OOO, I’m gonna have to find me a shirt like this guy’s, I’ve always wanted to wear the British Flag, it goes along great with his “Volvo”. “Did I just see things?” Come on, Officer Derrick, we all just ‘see things’ all the damn time, don’t tell me it’s just me. So, is it obstruction for eating the drugs?
OK, Officer Derrick, you gotta tell us you’re ok. Your face looks extremely thin on this segment.
I liked seeing Officer Pilutik in the opening sequence of the 2nd episode again.
Brevard County, FL: Deputy Craig Carson
Someone’s got great friends. I’m hoping if I was ever stupid enough to steal a car, my friends wouldn’t tell the cops that I just did it. What’s that line, good friends tell the cops that you just stole a car and real friends are in the passenger seat saying “What a rush!”? Now am I the only one that yells “Trip! Trip!” at the TV when they see the suspect running?
Thank you cops cameraman, we all know there’s a helicopter up there, you don’t need to look up and show us.
And it’s another mob of hotties. Y’all really need to give us names for them. Oh, I love it “There’s just no losers here” How about the idiot that you arrested, I’m pretty sure going to jail isn’t what a winner gets to do
Spokane, WA: Officer Joe Denton, Officer Blaine Kaduka
OK, all you cops out there, what does one stripe mean?
Palm Springs, CA: Officer Cary Carrillo, Officer Raymond Miller
“are you on parole?” “Probation sir” “For the same thing?” “For the same thing” so, he learns quick? And the moral of the story is: never get in a car that you don’t know where it came from.
“said he knew it was stolen, but he used it anyway” Once again, smart guy.
“…and I love it when they don’t get away.” I’d have to say you’re not the only one Officer C.

And this week's statuette goes to: Officer Joe Denton

When you've only got 100 years to live

1. What bill do you hate paying the most? credit card
2. Where's the best place to eat a romantic dinner? lucillans
3. Last time you puked from drinking? never
4. When is the last time you got drunk and danced on a bar? never
5. Name of your first grade teacher? Tibben
6. What do you really want to be doing right now? something fun
7. What did you want to be when you were growing up? a cop
8. How many colleges did you attend? 1
9. Why did you wear the shirt that you have on right now? its my pajama shirt
10. GAS PRICES: First thought? it sucks that they can't stay at a low price
11. If you could visit anywhere and take someone with you...California and Karli
12. First thought when the alarm went off this morning? it didn't
13. Last thought before going to sleep last night? I hope I sleep through the whole night
14. Favorite style of underwear for the opposite sex? Boxers
15. What errand/chore do you despise? cleaning
16. If you didn't have to work, would you volunteer at an art gallery? sure, esp if it was my art in the gallery
17. Get up early or sleep in? sleep in, but I've been up early this past week, and will continue next week
18. What is your favorite cartoon character? X-men
19. Are you planning on remaining in your current field? not in a field at the moment
20. Do you see yourself married in the next five years? I hope so
21. Your favorite lunch meat? turkey
22. What do you get every time you go into a Wal-Mart? life necessities, usually gp food, etc
23. Beach or lake? beach
24. Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual? No
25. TV show you miss? Third Watch
26. Favorite guilty pleasure? guilty pleasure? what is that?
27. Favorite movie you wouldn't want anyone to find out about? Titanic
28. What's your drink? Vault
29. Cowboys or Indians? cowboys
30. Cops or Robbers? cops
31. Do you cheer for the bad guy in a movie? depends, mostly not
32. What Hollywood star do you think resembles you best?
33. If you had to pick one, which cast member of Lost would you be? don't watch

UGH! I am so sick of shoveling snow. I love it how my dad told me he shoveled on Tues (after it was blowing all day, so basically he sweeped it off the sidewalks), like a little kid helping out. I don't mind shoveling when I'm the only one around to do it, but I don't understand why I have to do it all THE DAMN TIME.
I'm actually going out to do some, because we got another 1-3 inches last night, I think it was closer to three, but I'm not gonna measure.

when you finally fly away

CANCER:. The Cutie MOST AMAZING KISSER. Very high sex appeal. Great in bed!!! Love is one of a kind. Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet! Entirely creative. Extremely random and proud of it. Freak in bed. Spontaneous. Great tellin stories. Not a fighter, but will knock your lights out if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to.
So, I guess when some guy actually decides to be my boyfriend, I'm gonna give 'em a run for their money.

So, the guys actually started ripping out my bathroom yesterday, by the middle of the day you could see into the 2nd floor. And then today at lunch there were just a few floorboards in there. I took pics but they're on my parents computer, I'll post them later. I hope they're working as fast as they can, because I am itching to have my own fully functionable bathroom again. Me and mom went and picked out a shower, vanity, fixtures, toilet, and a sink yesterday, I'm almost excited. The next thing is the floor and little things like towel bars and toilet paper holders, but those go on after everything else.

In Limbo

UGH! So, it snowed last night, it only took me about 2 hours to shovel everything this time, yay!
Now, referring to the title, my bathroom project is in limbo. The plumbers came today, took out the sink, bathtub and toilet. Then the carpenter came, looked at stuff (to get an idea of how to set up his stuff and plastic), then left to get stuff and talk to the plumber contractors. So he comes back about 11:30 and tells me that the plumbers sent the plan to the building code inspector person at city hall. And the guy that approves this stuff is gone til Thursday, and they're not even sure he'll approve the plan when he comes back. You think the plumbers could have checked on that BEFORE they took out my toilet? But, no.
So, I wonder if this will be all done before mom gets her surgery. My best guess is she just doesn't wanna worry about this after she's had it, a little less stress is always nice. Also, it's just getting annoying to go downstairs for a shower.

By now in New York City, there's snow on the ground

So, I was washing my bedclothes today, and while they were in the washer, I was keeping the TV company, and I stumbled over a show called Cowboy U. Where 8 people go to a ranch and get trained to be cowboys and all the stuff they have to on ranches. And at the end, 4 of these people get to compete in a bull riding contest for $25,000. And as I was watching this show, I thought it would be the most fun to go and have to do that. Now, I watch a couple reality shows: Cops, Survivor, and the Amazing Race, and I've told friends and family the only one I would really want to be on (maybe) would be the Amazing Race, but I would love to be on this one. Click on the name above for more info on it. Unfortunately the show is on CMT so I won't be able to watch it any more.
Well, that pork roast I made last night, just doesn't taste good to me. It's way too sweet for a meat, guess that's what I get for buying the honey mustard seasoned one. But it was that, mequite barbeque or regular. And I felt really sick after eating it, personally I don't think it was the roast because it usually takes a couple of hours before I get sick from food. I'm thinking it was something in the brunch I ate earlier in the day. It was my dad's birthday yesterday, so we went to a local outdoor garden that has a conservatory and had a brunch special for that day. They had Eggs Benedict, and the yolk was somewhere inbetween soupy (like it's supposed to be for eggs benedict) and all the way cooked, so I think it was that (at least I sure hope it was that and not something else I ate during the day).
After brunch, we went to the Lowe's store to look at bathroom vanity's (the cupboard thing the sink is on) sinks, showers, floors, and lights, just to see what was out there. I don't think the contractor is ordering from Lowe's (not sure though). So, we found a nice one (for the space, 30") with a door underneath, 3 drawers on the side, and a wide drawer under all that. Also a nice blue sink, made with some kind of material that's supposed to better withstand wear and tear and easier to clean than just porcelain, I get a 36" shower, which is about normal size single shower (they had one there that someone had sort of ripped the plastic out of so you could climb into it, it was a nice fit, but the plastic hanging out over the sides kinda made me claustrophobic), mom wasn't sure if I would get a door (not sure if there is going to be enough room for it to open), though we looked at some nice glass patterns. We're looking at wall sconces for lights, as they don't want to rip up the ceiling if they don't have to. And we found some nice flooring patterns. Mom said they're ripping the walls and floors right down to the studs and building up from there. I wish they'd start just so I could see them working on (also to get the damn thing done I WANNA SHOWER IN MY OWN BATHROOM).
I'm so excited I get to sign up to work Dierks Bentley tonight, and Cirque Du Soleil, I can't wait. I'm crossing my fingers that I get all the hours I want. I usually call in right at the start time for my level, so I should be ok (plus the next level up from me is supervisors, so I should be ok).
And I'm sitting here eating a bag of potato chips, yummy