Back to the Ghetto

Well it's true, Ghetto Fabulous has returned. My cell phone (which broke and was replaced a few months ago) has broken again! The same problem, it won't ring! I'm back to putting the phone on vibrate and putting it in a metal bowl with my keys. Now whenever my phone rings it makes this crazy vibrating noise that scares the crap out of the cat. It's so ghetto.

My ability to tell time...

Yesterday morning (friday) my alarm went off and it was time to get up. Typically I set two alarms, my bedroom clock and my cell phone. I'm addicted to the snooze button so I set my phone alarm which tells me I can no longer hit snooze and I absolutely have to get up. Yesterday morning my cell phone never went off.

When I realized it didn't go off I checked my cell phone and the time was an hour behind. I was extreamly confused. My clock said it was 6:56 and my phone said it was 5:56. Was I having a dyslexic moment? If I was wouldn't I be misreading both clocks? Was I just that tired and asleep still that I had lost my ability to tell time? I had no idea. I decided to remedy this situation by going into the kitchen and reading the face clock. This would rule out the dyslexic issue. The kitchen clock said it was 7. I accepted that as the real time and got in the shower.

While I was in the shower I realized that daylight savings was around this time of year. Had I missed it? Was daylight saving last night and somehow I had compleatly ignored it? At this point I'm panicing, thinking that I had gotten up an hour earlier than I needed to when I was exhausted. After I got out of the shower I came into the living room. It still seemed really dark outside. I decided to turn the news on, if anyone would know what time it really was they would. I turned on the TV and it said it was 7:15. Finally I new what time it was.

I went back into the bedroom, looked at my cell phone and it said it was 7:15. At this point I'm thinking WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE!!! Was I going crazy? Was I that tired that I really couldn't tell time? Did I dream the entire situation? I felt very confused. I went to work but thought about it all day. Finally in the afternoon I found out that there was a problem with Verizion and that between 4 and 7 AM all the clocks on the cell phones were an hour early. What a morning that caused me!!!

It's amazing how out of control everything feels when you have no idea what time it is.

The Quilt

This is the quilt and bumper I made for my nephew. (I am very proud of this creation, I've never made anything like this before) I never took a picture of it so my sister-in-law was nice enough to take a picture of it in use so I could share it with you all.

It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year!!!

OK well one of the most wonderful times of the year (no I'm not talking about Christmas, although I am already thinking about Christmas out of respect for my friends who don't want to be hearing about Christmas already in September, I'm keeping these thoughts to myself)

No, I'm talking about individually wrapped Reeses Cup season!!!

Reeses cups are my favorite candy and I will argue with anyone that the individually wrapped ones taste much better than the doubled wrapped ones. Yes you can buy them all year round individually wrapped in a small tray for way too much money, but during halloween season you can by individually wrapped Reese Cups in bulk!!!

It's (one of the) most wonderful time of the year!!!

Another Episode of Ghetto Fabulous

A few days ago I realized that my drain in my tub was moving very slowly. I decided to scrub the tub and then put some draino in the drain (a method that has worked in the past at unclogging drains) I did this, afterward the drain was no longer moving slowly, it wasn't moving at all. Hmm. Interesting.

I try plunging the tub, nothing happens except that all this black sludge from deep within the drain is in my tub now. This stuff smells funny. ewww!!! My brother come over later to help me with some school work, he looks at the drain and after more plunging and more sludge coming up into the tub he tells me I should go get some of the duel formula foaming draino. I get this, put it in the tub. Nothing happens. Now I have a tub full of water, nasty black drain sludge, and draino chemicals. I decide to call a plumber. (keep in mind that 3 weeks ago my car exhaust died and needed to be replaced and last week my central AC broke, and money does not grow on trees.)

I call my plumber. He's on vacation till next week. great! I call the number he reccomends to call if you need him before next week. This guy never calls me back. I decide that since when the AC guy was on vacation (do we see a theme here) and the man he reccomended came and charge me way too much, that I should tough it out and wait till the person I know gets back into town.

So this is how I have to shower for the next week. I do as much as I can before I get into the shower, brush my teeth, wash my face and wash my hair in the sink. Then I put a rubber maid bin in the bottom of the shower so that while I'm in there my feet won't touch the sludge floating in the tub. When I'm done I have to rinse the soap off my feet before I get out (since I'm now standing in a bin of soapy water) Then I have to take a bucket and transfer the water from the tub to the toilet so that I don't have all this nasty water sitting in the tub all week.

Ghetto Fabulous? I think so!!!

Give a dog a bone

Every night around 9:30 my parents dog, Buddy, get's all excited. Why you ask, well because it's time to feed the cat. I know this may not seem like typical dog behavior but he loves it. You see most dogs enjoy treats, bones, cookies, whatever you want to call them. My dog loves cat food. He would give anything for cat food. When you feed the cat you drop a few pieces of cat food on the floor. You would think this would be enough to satusfy his craving, but no, then comes wet food. After you scoop the wet food into the bowl, buddy gets the can. He doesn't just lick the can, he plays with it for hours. He gets every last morsel of cat food out of the can. When this is done he carries the can around the house with him for the rest of the night. Occasionally licking it, chewing on it, sleeping with it. This is the highlight of his day.



McHenry's don't seem to do things the normal way, infact if there is an abnormal way to do things, that's what we'll do, even the dog.

Lyrics

I'm really enjoying these lyrics lately

& i'm trying to make you sing
from inside where you believe
like it's something that you need
like it means everything
& I'm trying to make you feel
that this is for real
that life is happening
& it means everything
i'm just trying to make you sing