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A tiffany Epiphany
May 5th, 2008This girl is not gonna get any taller. I am probably average height…maybe a little on the short side, but all of the pants that I buy are WAY TOO LONG. Yes, so it might have a little to do with the fact that I am not as petite as my height would warrant, but still, one would think that the all powerful pants manufacturers of the world would understand that a girl can have some hips and have short legs too…Sigh. So today I realized that I need to get my pants hemmed if I plan on continuing to wear them. Luckily, I now have a new mamaw-in-law who does excellent hemming work. Much like my granny would if she were still alive. I need probably 4 inches taken off of all of my pants. STAT! Now, will I have the courage to ask my new Mamaw Mary if she will hem my pants? Will a lunch at Cracker Barrel be enough incentive? Stay tuned…
And FOOD makes me think…
May 5th, 2008
So, food plays a big part in my life. Um, I would LITERALLY DIE if I didn’t have it. You will see a lot of posts that talk about food. But really I am not a glutton like I may have been BEFORE. Blah blah blah
So, here I am craving my choco’s and ALSO craving SUSHI! Which is one of my favorite ways to spoil myself and also feel like I am not eating something completely terrible for me. Anyway, I was thinking about sushi and then I thought I would share! I ate an octopus the other night. It was little, but I did eat the whole thing. It was sauteed. It was also very rubbery. I wouldn’t do it again, but I HAD to do it at least once. I ate an Octopus!
Hello, World!
May 5th, 2008This is MY periodic vomit. I hope that “periodic” doesn’t imply a set schedule, because this will most likely be completely random. The “vomit” IS meant to imply junk that comes out of me.
Today I am fretting about inspection costs, because I have this horrible fear that I will spend the rest of my life paying for inspections on homes that I don’t want to buy after the inspection. Does that indicate a possible laxness in the pre-inspection process, or is it just that there are really no houses that are more than superficially good? Is it just that I am in the “poor” person area of the market where the people who own the houses can’t afford to fix them up any more than superficially? Frustration. That is all.
I am also craving sweets like a madwoman. Really. MAD! Chocolate on chocolate cake sounds absolutely lifesaving right about now. Or a malt…or better yet, a malted chocolate milkshake with an chocolate frosted chocolate cake. Sigh.
I should be working now.
