Its Beginning to Look A lot Like Christmas...

Lately, I have been super busy with college so busy that I have completely neglected all other parts of my life......except for cleaning and.....decorating. What can I say? I just cant live in filth or poor visual atmosphere.My god I just couldnt help myself...I needed to study for an upcoming quiz but the Christmas spirit just over took me. Fall was gone Thanksgiving night and Christmas had come. :) This year I am soooo proud of my feather garland. I love it!

Busy Busy

My latest project, fleur de le boxes. Love em! I threw all Cody's video game controlers in them and they hide all the ugly wires.

Cody is home. I am soooo happy. :) I wish I had more warning. I have NO groceries, and I got the house clean JUST in time. I found out the night before he came home.

I am attempting to sign up for my college classes tonight. I took my English entrance exam and did well. I just need to study hard for my math; I've forgotten ALL of high school.

Tonight, I am going out to celebrate my friend Jennifer's Bday. We are going eat Italian.

This weekend is the Yokosuka Bazaar. I will work all of Sat. and it will be crazy as usual. (I love it!) I plan to shop like a mad women, but probably will not find anything.

Well, need to cook some dinner.

A Rough Night

Last night after coming home from work, I flopped down on the couch and tried to watch TV. My cat jumped in my lap smelling very offensively. I pushed him on the floor and realized that something was amiss. He had stepped in his own mess and tracked it all over the house. It was awful. I gave the cat a bath and cleaned house. I emptied the litter box and went to the dumpster at 1am. I stared behind me disgusted, there was a long trail of litter leading to the apartment entrance. I lost half the bag. I was mortified. Thank GOD no one saw me. I ditched my trash and slumped back to my apartment to fetch a broom. I hastily cleaned the mess as best as I could. God was super good to me this morning because when I woke, it was raining. :) Cleaned up all the shame of last night. Well that was my awful night. Off to work again!

ps no transcripts yet and no word on Cody's home date.

Cute Fatty

Today I am very tired. I was super busy at work and I am running around like a mad women try to clean this house before the Cody gets here. I am very anxious about my college transcript getting here in time and also about the GW arrival tomorrow. Speaking of tomorrow, it promises to be quite a day. I am working a full day tomorrow. 8:30-12:30 then I am going to the belly of the beast, the main store, to work 4:15-11:00. I am a crazy person for volunteering this assignment ,but I will smile ear to ear when get my paycheck.

I would like to end my post with a good find. I don't like fat people or fat animals or even fat babies...but I love love love obese porcelain figurines. :)

Cloud the Miracle Fish

Wow it's been a LONG time since I have posted.
I have been so busy with work, hopefully getting into college, and preparing for Cody to come home.
I thought I would do a gay, sentimental post about my poor betta fish, Cloud. He had a brush with death earlier in the week. My very naughty and mischievous teenage cat, Butters, decided to climb on the counter and get a better look at the window fish. So at 3am Cloud came tumbling down with a bang. I thought the cat had knocked my painting off the wall again so seeing the painting in its usual spot, I went back to bed with out a thought. The next morning, I was met with a mess! I have some kind of metal counter top so it was full of rust spots that still will not come up, there was water everywhere and glass beads. I stared in shock at the scene and then gazed done sadly at the dried up fish. He was lying very still and I thought he was surely dead after lying on the floor for hours. I went to pick him up for a toilet side funeral and he jumped. ( And so did I, almost out of my skin!) It was the weirdest thing; I just dropped him in some water and he started swimming. He was a little lazy the next few day ,but his strength is coming back. Since bettas breathe air, he must have just layed there all morning flipping back and forth in the nearest puddle to keep alive.