Archive for January, 2009

So, so tired.

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Posted 29 Jan 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category not so much

I had a vivid dream-filled night last night, which pretty much prevented me from getting ANY decent sleep.

The first dream was extremely frightening. I don’t recall exactly what happened, but I woke up with a gasp, and sat straight up in bed. I was sweating, and it was only 12:30. I’d only been asleep for a little over 90 minutes. Lamesauce.

The next dream was long. It involved Johnny Knoxville, Anthony Bourdain, a ghetto cruiser, and me not having my passport at the airport with only 15 minutes before our flight to Mexico took off. Johnny and Mr Bourdain were in charge of driving me home as fast as they could to get my passport, but they took a turn and tried to off-road with the ghetto cruiser (don’t ask me what the hell is going on). Needless to say, I get back to the airport with my passport, hand it over, and the gate person says it’s not mine. And sure enough, it was one of my best friend’s EXPIRED passport instead. To sum it up, it was your average anxiety dream. I usually get them a few weeks before a big trip. FOUR weeks ahead of the trip is a little much.

Anyway, this dream caused me to wake up absolutely SOAKED with sweat. My shirt and pillow were pretty much damp and gross. I changed t-shirts and went back to bed. It was 4:30.

I woke up again at 6am, just randomly…then the alarm went off 30 minutes later.

Flop. I’m so tired. Today, my only task at work is to write my self-appraisal for my annual review. And it’s the most DIFFICULT THING EVER. I mean, writing about myself is no problem, but tooting my horn is a little more difficult when I have to recall everything I’ve accomplished at work for a whole effing year.

I did the math.

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Posted 27 Jan 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category I am a moron

And I’m ashamed.

Over $14,000 in credit card debt. Some was a necessary evil (cats getting ill). Some was for fun (a few vacations and whatnot). Most I don’t remember anymore.

However, I’m realizing that I’m done. No more credit cards. I’m taking them out of my wallet, and they’re being deposited into the famed block of ice.

The husband and I have discussed our debt, and to us, any sort of “family expansion” should really wait until we have the majority of this paid off. Which not only breaks my heart, but makes me kick myself because I mostly got us into this mess and now I have to find a way to get us out.

I’ve been paying it down as much as possible, but it’s not doing much. Once the hubby’s dream job really kicks in, we’ll make a bigger dent. But I’m still worried that a year from now, I’ll still be staring at those goddamn balances wondering when we’ll ever get out of debt.

So, since other bloggers have somehow managed to wrangle some additional cash via their blogs, I’m doing it too.

This is not tax deductible. This is simply you loving me, and loving me enough to help a lady out. :)

Yeah, this is totally lame and rude and probably the worst idea ever, but I’m doing it. Mostly because, shy of cashing out my 401K…I don’t know how we’ll ever pay all of this off. I’ll be making updates to our debt totals bi-weekly.

Uh….Marisa Tomei?

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Posted 26 Jan 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category other people are morons


WTF are you wearing? And what did you do to your hair?!

(I’m watching the SAG awards.)

Resolution #1 – FAIL.

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Posted 26 Jan 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category marriage, other people are awesome, The Hubs

Wow. I’m all, “I’m gonna blog more!” and then 12 days pass and I don’t even bother. Dammit.

So, anyway…VEGAS! I had TONS of fun. The temperatures managed to stay above normal (read ALMOST 70 degrees!), and I managed not to lose my ass gambling. I did nearly lose my ass shopping.

Lessons Learned: Vegas edition.

1. It doesn’t matter how “comfortable” I seem to think my pointy Chinese Laundry heels are…THEY ARE THE DEVIL. I went out two nights in a row wearing those shoes, and was nearly crippled from them. They are cute though…but…THE DEVIL.

2. Just because they’re penny slots doesn’t mean I can’t blow through $20 in ten minutes. And just because my friends are winning doesn’t mean that I will too.

3. DRINK MORE WATER.

4. Five days and four nights in Vegas is borderline too much.

5. Don’t ever under-estimate the husband again. I was so tired and cranky from traveling and assumed the worst when I got home. Instead, I came home to a clean house and snuggling. Just what the doctor ordered. :)

So, that about wraps it up. It was super fun. Must do it again sometime. But with the husband instead.

Also, in late breaking news, we booked a trip to Mexico in a month! Can we afford it? NO! But we’re going with my parents, and it will be tons of fun I’m sure. (You have to know my parents to trust me when I say we’re going to have fun.)

I guess I should add:

Resolution #4 – FAIL.

Sigh.

Ann Coulter Farking SUCKS.

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Posted 13 Jan 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category other people are morons

Now, she’s on my list. I hated her before, but now I just want nothing more than to throat punch her.

Ann Coulter on the View

Frozen Solid.

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Posted 13 Jan 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category marriage, RAD, retail therapy

I know, I know…I’m being a wuss. But really….it was -17 degrees when I left home this morning. Without the windchill. IN MINNEAPOLIS.

*sigh*

The only silver lining is that in about 50 hours, I’ll be on a plane to Vegas, where it is about 70 degrees warmer than it is here. AWESOME. I’m totally just going to walk around nude. Just kidding. But really, I will be wearing flip flops and NO EFFING JACKET.

And I’ll be shopping AND drinking at the same time. (I know, Martini, you’re all – but I do that all the time!) I’m talking LEGALLY. Nickel slots, call girls…I cannot wait.

Anyway…I have to say, I’m really going to miss the husband. I know it’s a girls weekend, but it will be weird being away from him for that long. I’ve only done it a couple times before, but I’ll be missing him dearly. Although, I’m sure he could do without all the shopping and hours of slot machine play. I know he’ll be keeping the boys (Milo & Boo) warm and happy – and probably having fun doing all the things I usually quietly disapprove of. :)

So, that’s where it stands. I still have to pack, do laundry, grocery shop with the husband, and of course…work before I leave. But, I’ve finally made a list. So at least I sort of have my shit together. I barely slept last night worrying about all the things I have to do before I leave. I need to knock that off.

Opinions, please.

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Posted 09 Jan 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category blog bidnass

Should I redesign?

I’m considering trying to make my own theme from scratch. I have a graphic design degree for christ’s sake. I should maybe consider using it.

Thoughts?

Pssst…pass it on…

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Posted 08 Jan 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category blog bidnass

If any of you are as big of a fan of Martini as I am (the woman, not the drink) (…) (well, maybe the drink too), you should know she’s moved.

Don’t say I never did anything for ya. :)

ugh, gross.

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Posted 07 Jan 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category other people are morons

You know what really grosses me out? When people fill soda and other non-water bottles full of water, and then drink out of said bottles. Not only is it like, bacteria central, but – eww! Your Diet RC Cola was just in there. Now you’re going to drink water out of it? WTF?

I mention this because I sat across from a semi-crazy lady on the train this morning. She looked kind of like a bag lady, but a bag lady with money and a job. So, she’s sitting there, and then she pulls out what appears to be a Simply Orange individual bottle of OJ, but then…there’s no OJ in it, just water.

My stomach turns.

Then she starts drinking out of it, all the while dribbling little drops of water down her chin.

My stomach turns again.

I had nothing else to look at – no other interesting tidbit in the train to look at to divert my attention.

Then I think she saw me dry heaving. I was able to look away.

Am I the only one that is disgusted by this? Buy a damn water bottle. They’re like, $7. And you can put them in the dishwasher. Jesus Christ.

Dear Slim Fast Bar…

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Posted 06 Jan 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category not so much

You made me a promise. A promise of controlling my hunger for 4 hours. Yet here I am, 2.5 hours after consuming you, and I am EFFING STARVING. What gives? I saved you from a dusty shelf at Rainbow Foods, and yet…you betray me.

Well, Slim Fast Bar, try this on for size; your partner in crime – Slim Fast Shake – treats me WAY better than you do.

So here’s the plan – either you start doing your damn job, or you’re getting tossed in the trash. (Which won’t be easy since you were so damned expensive.) I’ll do it. Don’t tempt me.

SHAPE UP OR SHIP OUT!

Signed,
Squishy McSquisherson.

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