Taking a quick break…

Posted 21 Aug 2008 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category house stuffs, the cats

…from losing my mind to update my blog. Martini’s been on my case. :)

This week has been retarded. And I’m not apologizing for using that word. It has been nothing short of RETARDED. It’s already Thursday. I have no effing clue where the week went. This is problematic since I have 9,358 things to get done before noon tomorrow and no time to do it. Mostly work stuff. House is in shambles. Laundry needs to be done. Yard needs tending. Cat(s) have decided to ruin our lives by peeing in places in the basement that don’t include their litter box. Carpets have been torn out.

I feel lightheaded and craptastic today. I would love to go home but our internet at home has been less than spectacular.

My parents will be in town in about 28 hours. I’m looking forward to this, but feel as though I will not get my house in the shape it needs to be in for a parental visit. Especially since our entire basement reeks of cat urine.

God help me.

A year ago right now…

Posted 11 Aug 2008 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category marriage, The Hubs, wedding whatnots

…myself, the husband and the wedding party were sweating buckets under the Hennepin Avenue Bridge taking our wedding photos. It was 90 degrees.

Meanwhile, back in the present…

We’re both sitting in our cubes. Working.

At any rate – we had a nice weekend in the Wiscompton (read Wisconsin), going to the Dells and having a nice dinner or two with my folks.

Tonight, I’m making dinner when I get home, ready for when the hubs gets home from work. Then we’ll watch the Twins game. :)

World’s Shortest Fairy Tale…

Posted 06 Aug 2008 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category RAD

…courtesy of my Aunt Laurie. :)

Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl, “Will you marry me?”

The girl said, “NO!”

And the girl lived happily ever after and went shopping, dancing, antiquing, drank martinis, always had a clean house, never had to cook, did whatever the hell she wanted, never argued, traveled often, had many lovers, didn’t save money, and had all the hot water to herself. She went to the theater, never watched sports, never wore friggin’ lacy lingerie that went up her butt, had high self-esteem, never cried or yelled, felt and looked fabulous in sweat pants and was pleasant all the time.

The End

Should be in bed.

Posted 04 Aug 2008 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category marriage

It’s way past my bedtime. However, redoing my blog design AGAIN took priority. A storm is blowing through right now so I’m sure the husband will be waking up soon, and therefore yelling at me to come to bed.

Until then, I thought I’d give a short recap of the weekend.

(And, I just got yelled at to come to bed. Nearly a year married together and I’m already a fortune teller.)

I’ll make this quick.

I’m sitting on the couch, surrounded by Kleenexes – all used. Still sick. Walked 9 miles on Saturday, got a blister on the bottom of one of my toes, then got a pedicure from L. Last night went to the Twins game (we lost – but won tonight!)

Today, slept mostly. I was up for almost 22 hours yesterday so needless to say I was a tired girl. Especially with being sick.

Alright – I need to close the windows in our living room and go to bed before the husband sounds the alarm again. :)

Later Y’alls.

Summertime Sickies SUCK.

Posted 30 Jul 2008 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category not so much

What’s the date today? Oh, that’s right it’s July 30th – almost AUGUST.

And I’m sucking down Halls as if they’re going out of style. Why, you ask? Oh, because I have a SORE THROAT. IN JULY. This is such bull. People aren’t supposed to get sick in the summer. That’s what winter is for. Everyone walks around sniffling and sneezing on each other, but that’s totally cool because no one wants to leave the house during the winter. Unlike summer, when I have to walk 83,028 miles to train for the 3-Day and would also just like to feel well so I can enjoy the nice, beautiful weather while it lasts. September is just a little over a month away, meaning it’ll snow in like 3 months.

FU cold. Or whatever is causing my sore throat. FU!