Moving can definitely be a difficult transition...and our move from Wise County to Campbell County was certainly no exception. Just after we moved to our rental house in Gladys, all four of us went to Richmond. I think it was because Greg wanted to scout a football team. The girls and I window shopped at Short Pump and rode the cute little train. After Greg was finished, we went to one of our favorite restaurants, PF Chang's. Here are the fortunes we received from the fortune cookies...
Marianna: Hope is the most precious treasure to a person.
Kiley: A dream you have will come true.
Greg: Do not let great ambitions overshadow small successes.
Leah: Sometimes traveling to a new place leads to great transformation.
Hmmmm....pretty good, huh?
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Not So Noteworthy News
I'll give you a minute to get back up off the floor after seeing that I have posted twice in one week...pause....
This morning, I survived an uneventful Craigslist transaction. I was supposed to meet this guy yesterday to have him take a look at our front load washer and dryer that we have been trying to sell for about three months...So, I get to the meeting location, Food Lion, at the prescribed time of 7:50....and wait...and wait. And it is a no show. So, after getting back to my office, I get a happy little e-mail from the guy.
"So, I think I was confused. I was at the Food Lion in Amelia County." he writes.
"I'm so sorry! I just assumed we were meeting at the Food Lion in Farmville!" I write.
You know what happens when you assume, right? Oh well. No harm done, he agrees to meet me today at the Farmville Food Lion. This gives me time to worry some more about meeting a stranger in a parking lot. He had told me that he worked for the Amelia County Sherriff's Department. I thought two things when I read that. First, great, he is an okay guy. Second, what have I done wrong? Is he going to arrest me? Is selling a washer and a dryer illegal? Something about transporting a washer and dryer over county lines maybe? AHHHHHH! And then my friend pointed out that he probably would have a gun. Sigh.
So, this morning, as I was getting ready to leave the house. I looked at Greg and I said, "Look at what I am wearing...just in case you need to make a report. Oh, and there is a picture of me on the Longwood website, if you need to circulate a picture. If you need to get to my e-mail, because I communicated with him several times via e-mail (you know...to establish pre-meditation) the password information is on the "Important Documents" sheet in the bill folder. Just in case, you know?"
I'm crazy, but you can never be too careful. As the guy pulls up, I'm on the phone with Greg. They look normal (him and his son), so I tell Greg I'll call him in a minute. Everything goes smoothly, I say goodbye to the washer and dryer. He gives me cash. The end. All that planning for nothing. Works for me! Greg calls me back and is probably relieved, but not surprised, to hear that everything went fine.
In other non noteworthy news. I have two funny and lewd quotes from Greg.
Here is some background. We have been trying to find the cheapest places to buy groceries, and we have decided that WalMart is the cheapest and they price match, so we have been collecting sales papers. As we are discussing the pros and cons of Food Lion (this time in Brookneal :) ) and WalMart, Greg proclaims, "Yeah, WalMart always beats their meat." HA HA! Greg starts to shake a little from the laughs, and I roll my eyes at him.
Another lewd comment from Greg (don't get the wrong idea about him, he just seems to capitalize on these moments). We are stirring something on the stove. Spaghetti sauce, I think. He has a wooden spoon, and I go in with a regular spoon to do a taste check. I happen to brush again the wooden spoon and Greg says, "I think we just had spoon sex!" Another eye roll from me as Greg giggles.
I'm pretty sure that both of these comments were made in the same day....Greg, I love you, but you are a weirdo sometimes.
And now, to tell one on myself....I just had to look up how to spell lewd. I thought it was lude, but that refers to an illegal drug. Oh well, you learn something new every day!
This morning, I survived an uneventful Craigslist transaction. I was supposed to meet this guy yesterday to have him take a look at our front load washer and dryer that we have been trying to sell for about three months...So, I get to the meeting location, Food Lion, at the prescribed time of 7:50....and wait...and wait. And it is a no show. So, after getting back to my office, I get a happy little e-mail from the guy.
"So, I think I was confused. I was at the Food Lion in Amelia County." he writes.
"I'm so sorry! I just assumed we were meeting at the Food Lion in Farmville!" I write.
You know what happens when you assume, right? Oh well. No harm done, he agrees to meet me today at the Farmville Food Lion. This gives me time to worry some more about meeting a stranger in a parking lot. He had told me that he worked for the Amelia County Sherriff's Department. I thought two things when I read that. First, great, he is an okay guy. Second, what have I done wrong? Is he going to arrest me? Is selling a washer and a dryer illegal? Something about transporting a washer and dryer over county lines maybe? AHHHHHH! And then my friend pointed out that he probably would have a gun. Sigh.
So, this morning, as I was getting ready to leave the house. I looked at Greg and I said, "Look at what I am wearing...just in case you need to make a report. Oh, and there is a picture of me on the Longwood website, if you need to circulate a picture. If you need to get to my e-mail, because I communicated with him several times via e-mail (you know...to establish pre-meditation) the password information is on the "Important Documents" sheet in the bill folder. Just in case, you know?"
I'm crazy, but you can never be too careful. As the guy pulls up, I'm on the phone with Greg. They look normal (him and his son), so I tell Greg I'll call him in a minute. Everything goes smoothly, I say goodbye to the washer and dryer. He gives me cash. The end. All that planning for nothing. Works for me! Greg calls me back and is probably relieved, but not surprised, to hear that everything went fine.
In other non noteworthy news. I have two funny and lewd quotes from Greg.
Here is some background. We have been trying to find the cheapest places to buy groceries, and we have decided that WalMart is the cheapest and they price match, so we have been collecting sales papers. As we are discussing the pros and cons of Food Lion (this time in Brookneal :) ) and WalMart, Greg proclaims, "Yeah, WalMart always beats their meat." HA HA! Greg starts to shake a little from the laughs, and I roll my eyes at him.
Another lewd comment from Greg (don't get the wrong idea about him, he just seems to capitalize on these moments). We are stirring something on the stove. Spaghetti sauce, I think. He has a wooden spoon, and I go in with a regular spoon to do a taste check. I happen to brush again the wooden spoon and Greg says, "I think we just had spoon sex!" Another eye roll from me as Greg giggles.
I'm pretty sure that both of these comments were made in the same day....Greg, I love you, but you are a weirdo sometimes.
And now, to tell one on myself....I just had to look up how to spell lewd. I thought it was lude, but that refers to an illegal drug. Oh well, you learn something new every day!
Friday, February 11, 2011
Why This Isn't a Real Blog...and Other Thoughts
Okay, so those of you who follow this or check in every so often probably already realized why it isn't a "real" blog. I post like once a month...okay, maybe once every two months. I'll try to do better. Really.
Kiley's latest hilarious quote...
"You get sillier as you get older...if you are lucky!"
HA HA HA. I guess Greg and I are lucky, because we are pretty silly people. I am so glad that Paula gave us a little book to record these little nuggets...
In other news, Kiley brought home 50 (yes, I counted) semi-completed worksheets yesterday dating back to November, six of her little readers, and an art project. I honestly don't know what they do in her class. I thought about going and volunteering, a.k.a. spying, for a day, but I just don't think I can handle it. We don't have any other options for school, so Greg and I have vowed to really just work with Kiley at home on the weekends and in the evenings. I am so not impressed with Brookneal Elementary, which got me thinking...maybe I should try to get involved in the PTA, or the school board, or something...oh well.
Here are some thoughts on my New Year's Resolutions. I should have known we would fail from the get-go, because we didn't write any of our resolutions down. That should have been the first resolution. Alas...
1. Lose weight...or at least don't gain any. I was doing really well on this one, but the problem is that I don't really like to exercise and I really, really, really love food. For about 14 months, I had the built in solution to weight loss...breastfeeding. I have thought about marketing this on one of those infomercials..."A Secret to Weight Loss Success! Woman loses 50 pounds!" There are, of course, a few obvious problems. First of all, I would have a pretty limited audience. Greg did suggest that I could just keep pumping, and I have heard of women selling their breast milk or just giving it away to strangers...that is a little weird though. And pumping? It is okay for the first few days, until your nipples realize that the mechanical thing hooked up to them is not a baby. Boobs are pretty smart. They know, trust me, they just know.
Greg was doing okay with this too, until the football clinic stuff started. His first of the season was last weekend with his coaching buddies from Wise County. They embarked on the "Fat Man's Journey" otherwise known as "Stop at as Many Triple D's as Possible." Oh well. It also didn't help that I made red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting for the Superbowl. Oh, and the CASE of Girl Scout cookies that Greg ordered...those will be coming soon to crash our diet.
So, the losing weight thing is not going so well.
2. Spend less money...this one is going okay. It is not so hard to give up Starbucks when your six year old questions you about your spending habits on a daily basis. "Mommy, did you go to Starbucks today? You said you weren't going to do that as much any more." Yeah, yeah. Seriously though, we are doing better on this front.
3. Be more organized. Hmmmm....my desk right now has several piles of papers that I have vowed to go through....there is laundry waiting to be started at home...clutter to figure out what to do with...dishes...clutter...more clutter. However, Greg vowed to "do something" with our basement which has become the Mullins' Family Depository lately. He flattened all our moving boxes, organized the things we want to keep, and boxed up the give away stuff. Now if he could only get me to live up to my half of the bargain, which was to take one box per week to Goodwill. Doesn't sound difficult, but we are also talking about the person who is supposed to "do something" with the recycling once a week. Right now I have a giant bag of plastic in the back of my car that has been in there for at least five weeks. Sigh.
Kiley's latest hilarious quote...
"You get sillier as you get older...if you are lucky!"
HA HA HA. I guess Greg and I are lucky, because we are pretty silly people. I am so glad that Paula gave us a little book to record these little nuggets...
In other news, Kiley brought home 50 (yes, I counted) semi-completed worksheets yesterday dating back to November, six of her little readers, and an art project. I honestly don't know what they do in her class. I thought about going and volunteering, a.k.a. spying, for a day, but I just don't think I can handle it. We don't have any other options for school, so Greg and I have vowed to really just work with Kiley at home on the weekends and in the evenings. I am so not impressed with Brookneal Elementary, which got me thinking...maybe I should try to get involved in the PTA, or the school board, or something...oh well.
Here are some thoughts on my New Year's Resolutions. I should have known we would fail from the get-go, because we didn't write any of our resolutions down. That should have been the first resolution. Alas...
1. Lose weight...or at least don't gain any. I was doing really well on this one, but the problem is that I don't really like to exercise and I really, really, really love food. For about 14 months, I had the built in solution to weight loss...breastfeeding. I have thought about marketing this on one of those infomercials..."A Secret to Weight Loss Success! Woman loses 50 pounds!" There are, of course, a few obvious problems. First of all, I would have a pretty limited audience. Greg did suggest that I could just keep pumping, and I have heard of women selling their breast milk or just giving it away to strangers...that is a little weird though. And pumping? It is okay for the first few days, until your nipples realize that the mechanical thing hooked up to them is not a baby. Boobs are pretty smart. They know, trust me, they just know.
Greg was doing okay with this too, until the football clinic stuff started. His first of the season was last weekend with his coaching buddies from Wise County. They embarked on the "Fat Man's Journey" otherwise known as "Stop at as Many Triple D's as Possible." Oh well. It also didn't help that I made red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting for the Superbowl. Oh, and the CASE of Girl Scout cookies that Greg ordered...those will be coming soon to crash our diet.
So, the losing weight thing is not going so well.
2. Spend less money...this one is going okay. It is not so hard to give up Starbucks when your six year old questions you about your spending habits on a daily basis. "Mommy, did you go to Starbucks today? You said you weren't going to do that as much any more." Yeah, yeah. Seriously though, we are doing better on this front.
3. Be more organized. Hmmmm....my desk right now has several piles of papers that I have vowed to go through....there is laundry waiting to be started at home...clutter to figure out what to do with...dishes...clutter...more clutter. However, Greg vowed to "do something" with our basement which has become the Mullins' Family Depository lately. He flattened all our moving boxes, organized the things we want to keep, and boxed up the give away stuff. Now if he could only get me to live up to my half of the bargain, which was to take one box per week to Goodwill. Doesn't sound difficult, but we are also talking about the person who is supposed to "do something" with the recycling once a week. Right now I have a giant bag of plastic in the back of my car that has been in there for at least five weeks. Sigh.
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