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So how was your holiday? Did you eat a lot of good food? Find a lot of great deals?

Our Thanksgiving was fine. TheCount plays in the Turkey Bowl every year so I was just glad he came home injury free :) We went to his best friend's house for our first meal and our follow up dinner was at his momma's house. At one house the food was good, at the other house it wasn't- we'll leave it at that. This was my first Thanksgiving without my family :( My dad's side decided to have the family reunion this Thanksgiving down in Myrtle Beach. I refuse to travel for holiday's, especially Thanksgiving, so we didn't go. The traffic just isn't worth it to me to be out on the road (my theory was right, my parents were stuck in 5 mph traffic for hours coming back home- and they came back on Saturday). I also am not the biggest fannof my daddy's side. They never seem to know what to say out of their mouths and I didn't want to stay in a house with all of them.

At midnight on Black Friday we went to the outlets. I find that I get much better deals in the store than I do online. I won't go through everything I got, but lets just say I went crazy, and TheCount let me. I was honestly waiting for him to tell me it was time to go. I don't know what was going on in that generous heart of his. Perhaps it was the fact that he just got a raise! The highlight of my little shopping trip was Ann Taylor Loft. I have recently fallen in love with this store, two weeks ago I got 2 skirts from Loft for $13 each. Well Friday I got (drumroll please).........a lovely $128 blazer for $17.92, a $79.50 dress for 11.93, and a black button down shirt for $11.93 (I don't feel like getting up to see the original cost). I walked out of that store grinning from ear to ear. You couldn't tell me I didn't accomplish greatness. I got some other stuff from Esprit, Radio Shack, and Sears. I had so much fun shopping with TheCount, which is quite rare. I will say, if he weren't with me, I would have gotten much more stuff, so I'm glad he was there to remind me of reality.

After a 3 hour nap, we got up at 9am to go buy a car! As much as I teased TheCount about how girly the Pacifica looks- the inside is oh so lovely. The black leather seats, all the leg room, oh how heavenly. Once I load the software for my new camera (told y'all I went crazy shopping) on my computer, I'll post pictures!

I really want some bacon

Yo body. We're not going to do this. You can stop feeling like crap, we won't be getting sick. Thank you in advance for complying.

 

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Car Wants: Heated leather seats, separately controlled heat/air for driver and passenger. Yep that's about it. Car will not tolerates: red or green vehicles. Don't know why, but I just don't like red or green cars, I'm strange like that.

 

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My coworker ran up on this girl in the store this weekend thinking she was me. It wasn't me- it was his niece. He was so embarrassed but he keeps telling me we look just alike, even down to our acne- sigh, I gotta get this skin clear.

 

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We're supposed to be test driving cars tonight. TheCount still wants a Pacifica, I want a Mountaineer. There are other vehicles that we like, but they aren't in our price range. Of course God may do something crazy and miraculous so we'll see what happens.

 

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I'm really contemplating a January 2 big chop. I'm thinking long and hard on it. TheCount wants me to get locks, I'm 2 seconds from telling him to get out my hair and stop making suggestions. I don't want locks, I want big crazy hair that will make my momma mad and make me my aunt's favorite.  I have plans man.

 

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My daddy has started making his own beer. Why oh why does this man keep telling TheCount and I about it? We don't care daddy, we don't drink! We don't drink wine, we don't drink liquor, we don't drink beer, we don't drink alcohol period!!!!!!!! I'm not going to taste a bottle of basement beer.

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Last year at work, we played a game where we had an anonymous gift exchange. Wouldn't you know the gift I picked was alcohol. Everybody in the room was all mad, they were like, "she don't even drink! Somebody steal her gift." I'm glad somebody stole it because I wouldn't have known what to do with it.

 

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I think I know what I'm getting my blog secret santa person ;)

Naptime yet?

Friday TheCount and I went down to my parent's house to spend the weekend there since all of our weekend activities were closer to their house than ours. My mom was giving my old bed to my friend for her daughter, so I went with her to drop it off. On Friday nights there house is a free for all. There are two 4 year olds and a 3 year old. Y'all it was mass chaos. At 11 p.m. they decided they wanted to be pirates and started getting dressed and singing pirate songs. I have a video on my cell phone so I'm going to see if I can post it.

Saturday TheCount hijacked my car knowing I needed to get some additional groceries for his birthday party. He plays football Saturday mornings and goes to the barbershop in the afternoon. His haircut appointment was at 4pm, when I called him at 5:30 his sorry sucka barber was in the background hollering "Sorry Mrs. Count, Sorrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyy." This sorry sucka fool had me waiting for hours for him to bring me my dang groceries. He called me every 5 minutes from the grocery store making me want to chop him in his throat:

 

Heavy cream? What's that? Is it on the coffee aisle? By bread crumbs do you mean croutons? Does it matter if the cream cheese is reduced fat? Do you want name brand graham crackers? Where is this minced garlic? What if they don't have Italian salad?

 

 When TheCount finally got back to my parents house with my groceries he also had a new outfit, 2 video games, and some dinner, all courtesy of the barbershop. I spent all Saturday night cooking for his party. My wonderful mama was in the kitchen helping me and she kept asking, "how the heck were you going to do all this by yourself?" Ma, it's just what I do. I get it done.

 

Sunday morning we went to church went back to my parent's house and I immediately had to finish the food for the party. We got to the house at noon, the party was at 1pm. I served baked chicken sausage ziti, a vegetarian ziti in a cream sauce, cheesy garlic bread, salad, meatballs, sweet potato cheesecake, sweet potato cupcakes, and coconut/ caramel/ chocolate cookies. We had 9 additional guests than I was expecting, so yeah, there are no leftovers. The food got rave reviews though, surprising the thing people loved most was the ziti I was just throwing stuff in. That afternoon we went to my friend's house for an hour because she was having a jewelry party and I wanted to show my face. Since TheCount and my daddy had to work on my car today, TheCount decided we should spend the night at their house again, so I got to spend a fun filled weekend with my momma. Now, I'm tireder than tired can be so I'm glad I only have to work 2 days this week :) Tomorrow is my Friday!

 

 

Hi Lo

I have been quite busy these past few days. Let's play a game! Well it's not really a game for y'all, but it's a game for me, here we go!

 

Wednesday

 

High: I spent the night at my parent's house so my momma could drop me off at the place I was working for the day. I had an open house/health fair to attend and it was right around the corner from their house. The fair was wonderful, very well attended and the campus was very nice. There was a dude there that I went to high school with- he didn't remember me. He kept coming back to my table flirting and telling jokes, I just laughed. At one point he sat down at my table and we were talking (I honestly thought at this point he thought I was familiar and was trying to place it- nope, no clue). When he finally asked, "so are you from around here," I said, "dude, we went to the same high school. We graduated the same year, and you were friends with my husband." About 15 minutes later it finally clicked and he remembered me. I was laughing so hard, because he kept on asking, "are you serious? For real?" Dude yeah, but don't feel bad, I didn't talk until my Senior year of high school. He kept calling all his coworkers over to the table to tell them the story because he found it so funny.

 

Low: My daddy is tripping. He came into my room and said, "TM, I want you to pay for your sister's hotel room next week when we go on vacation." Say what now? I thought he was joking. I looked him in his face and laughed, and laughed, and laughed some more- he wasn't joking. He said it again, I got smart, he said it again, I turned the t.v. up. What's wrong with what he asked? Let me count the ways:

1. I'm not going on the trip. I'll be darned if I pay for somebody to go on a trip whilst I stay home because I already decided it wasn't a wise financial decision.

2. You're not going to tell me how to spend my money.

3. Did you ask my husband? No, you waited until he was distracted so you could come to me with this bull.

4. You're not going to TELL me how to spend my money.

5. I'm not obligated to financially support anybody I didn't birth.

6. You're not going to tell me how to spend MY money.

7. Vacations are a luxury, not a right. You can't afford to go- you don't go.

8. YOU'RE NOT GOING TO TELL ME HOW TO SPEND MY MONEY!

 

 

Y'all I was really mad. I ended the conversation with my daddy by saying, "everybody should be talking to Jesus and not each other. I live in a rented apartment, his daddy owns Heaven." I texted my sister to see if she needed money, if she had asked me I would have gladly given it to her. She said, "no, I'm fine, daddy said he was going to pay for my room, so he needs to pay for it." I told my momma and she said, "HE DID WHAT? Let me tell that man, he don't have no business asking his kids for money. Maybe it's because we used to give our parents money. But our parents ain't have it like we do. Don't worry about it honey. We aren't asking for your money until we get old."

Was I wrong to be upset that he tried to tell me how to spend my money? Wait until after you read this next part to decide.

 

Thursday

High: So they found our car last week. For days and days, we called the impound lot but nobody could figure out which lot had our car. They finally figured it out- it was in the evidence lot because it was involved in a hit and run. We got to the lot to get our car and my shoes and TheCount's football cleats were still in there.

 

Low: Rest in Peace Nissan Altima- cuz you're going to the junkyard! Those sucker thieves took the whole radio/heat/air section, the fricking steering wheel (who does that? LOL), our gps system that was hidden under the seat, my sweet potato oatmeal chocolate chip and pecan cookies AND the container they were in (y'all could have left my tupperware) along with TheCount's sports equipment.

 

High: Our trip to the MVA took all of 30 seconds. As I was arguing with TheCount about me walking in that room full of people to ask a dumb question the exact person we needed walked outside and said "Are you here for XYZ? Push this button and walk here." Just like that we were done!

 

Friday

 

High: My outfit is banging!

 

Low: My hair is so horrendous I almost did the big chop this morning  so I could I could rock a fro to work. I've gone through a major hair growth spurt in the last month and blending wasn't even an option this morning. I rode to work with 3 bright orange flexi rods in my hair and my purple scarf tying down the back.

 

 

TheCount's birthday is Sunday, if you're in town and you wanna hang out and watch the Redskins/Cowboys game with us, email me!

Will this stuff work?

I love trying new things. I'm always grabbing something while in the store just to see if it works. That leads me to this awesomely random post today. The fresh balls product made me laugh and honestly that's why I bought it. Sherri Shepherd tweeted about it, I clicked the link, thought it was funny, and said "ohhh I'm so getting this for TheCounts birthday." Is this TMI? Probably! I just want to know if it will work (I'm not going to link the site because I really don't think googling fresh balls is a good idea at work, lol). TheCount uses baby powder everyday to keep his life fresh, but I get so mad because he always leaves a white coating of powder on the rugs/carpet/bed/wherever his crazy self is dressing and it is aggravating! I'll keep you guys posted on if this works or not (ok, I KNOW that's TMI).

 

The second product I saw in TJMaxx when I had no business being in there. The ingredients are Green tea with natural garcinia, natural black seed, natural cumin seed and natural fenugreek. The box claims that these are slimming agents. It was only $4 so I said what the, hey, why not? I made a cup yesterday and it smells and takes like cumin water. My solution was to add in another teabag of a flavor that I do enjoy so I can get through it. {BTW: that's the lovely view from my office window.}

 

What totally random product have you purchased lately? Anything you're thinking about purchasing?

He loves me!

I forgot to tell y'all MrC brought me my cheese from Wisconsin. What does it taste like? Cheese, but I was just so happy he got it for me. He let me rant and rave for 20 minutes on the way home from the airport and he listened to me threaten his life over the thought that he went all the way to Wisconsin and didn't bring his wife back her cheese. It reminded me of the time my mom called me from my favorite store on my birthday and didn't come back with any gift for me (I was mad at her for like 6 months. Turns out she bought it but lost it and was too embarassed to tell me, when she found it, she gave it to me).

Sigh, I'm crazy and unreasonable, but he knew that when he married me.

Another blame the hormones post

Friday

I had to leave work early to pick TheCount up from the airport. Somehow I found my way in TJMaxx buying boots, still not sure how that happened. We got home around 6, I think, and I had plans to cook dinner and chill out in the bed reading my Real Simple, Harper's Bazaar, and In Style magazines. My best friend called and said she had the stuff I ordered from her sister's fundraiser to drop off. I really didn't feel like having company, but I did want my stuff so I told her to stop by. In all honestly, I haven't talked to her int he last 2 weeks because I just couldn't take her constant complaining/worrying/drama. She also never knows what to say and most of the times I find it funny and can laugh it off, but sometimes I just want to say,"you are 24 and you have a college degree. You should have more sense than that." The very first sentence out her mouth when she arrived set the tone for the entire night.

Me: Heyyyy, EJ

Ej: Wow, your house smells like fish.

--stop the track. this heifer is rude--

Me: Yeah, we just steamed and ate 3 pounds of crab legs for dinner.

 

But what if we hadn't? What if we just had a stinky house? What if I was sick and had a bad body odor and was uncomfortable with the situation? Maybe I'm ultra sensitive, but I've been to some downright funky houses, but I never insulted the residents by saying, good lord your house stanks as soon as I walk in the door. That's rude. If you don't like the smell, go home. If you need to say something, find a more tactful way of saying it. By the way, your moms house smells like pee, but I haven't found a nice way to say it yet. There are 8 people living there, somebody must smell it too, maybe I should say if while I'm still at the door next time.

Anyway, she stayed, and stayed, and stayed. I was planning to get in the shower and wash my hair, but she stayed, and stayed, and stayed. What did we talk about? She's balding, she hates her hairdresser, her 16 year old brother is getting on her nerves, her car is messed up again, she hates her part time job, she wants to sue Yaz because she thinks it made her depressed, she was mad at Target because the pharmacist was rude, oh and she thinks I should cut my hair now.

 

Ej: You should cut your hair now, you have enough new growth

Me: TheCount doesn't really want it this short, so I'll wait.

Ej: But you have enough hair, you should cut it.

Me: I'll wait

Ej: But you have to face to get it cut short.

Me: I'll wait.

Ej: When?

Me: Either June of next year of for my birthday in August.

Ej: That will be a good birthday present, but you should cut it now.

Me: I'll wait.

 

Dear God, please deliver me from this madness. I started venting on Twitter because I was sitting next to TheCount and I knew he was reading what I was typing. He kept on accommodating Ej. Ej, want some food? NO!!!! I want her to be hungry and go home! Ej, you said you wanted to watch the Monique show? Well here it is. PJD finally typed some sense into TheCount and he stopped changing to shows that Ej wanted to watch and she went home. I washed my hair and was so tired I fell asleep on my magazine with my wet hair still in the towel.

Hmmm, reading that makes me seem mean. Well, it's how I felt Friday (perhaps this is PMS talking, yeah, lets blame hormones).

Saturday

I stayed home and cleaned up, braided my hair, and we had people over to watch the fight.

 

Sunday

Worked in the nursery at church, had a meeting afterward, went to my parent's house, went to a youth event at another church, went home to read my magazines and chill out.