So today I decided that I was going to finally get my ass in gear and get some half finished projects out of my closet and into the Etsy shop. Seriously. This gift holder has been ready to assemble since oh... November 2009. Seriously. Make it yours... HERE.
HERE. And I obviously marked down the prices on a bunch of stuff so shop, lambwhores! I've got kids to feed and then Stumpy, who basically is on the road to becoming obese. *sigh*
So do you remember last week when I asked you to vote for the awesome and good looking Neal so he can go to Croatia? Well I am like 99.9% sure he won. WOOT. So thanks for everyone who wasn't lazy and followed directions. :) Here's hoping I get something really cool from Croatia!
This week I'm going to meet up with Krysten to see Maroon 5. We're in search of some discount roofies so we can kidnap Adam and the boys. (Guess what, Krysten?? I learned how to put the third row of my van down by myself! And I've only owned it for 3 years! And I finally understand what the pictures on the back of the seat were for! I'm set for kidnapping!) It should be a good concert and I'm more than excited to see One Republic open for them.
Matt got a promotion/raise at work on Thursday. Basically this means my concert fund has doubled and I may actually have enough money to complete my 30/30 list. Speaking of that list, one of the things on the list is to hike through the sea caves, most likely in Bayfield. You'll remember the infamous kayaking trip from fucking hell, don't you? (If you're new to my blog you'll want to read that post so you can fully understand what a horrible team Matt and I make.) Anyways. So I decided this evening I should look up sea cave hiking trips and I ended up here. First off- no way in hell would I go alone. Or even with just Matt. I'd rather go in a group so I have to look into that. Second off- holy balls I need winter gear. I've lived in Minnesota or Wisconsin since I was 9 and my winter jacket is more fashion than function. Same with my boots. So I basically need gear that is meant to keep me warm. I'd like to look cute in the caves but seeing how I'm on Lake Superior....I may die if I go for cute. Third, how scared am I that conditions are labeled as "dangerous"? Because you just KNOW I'll be going out on the coldest and windiest day ever. I'd do well in nature, especially if it's winter, so this should be fun. Right?? I don't know why I'm more scared to do this than I was to skydive. (If you're new- you need to see that post.) But- most of what I do makes no sense so this should be no different.
I've been doing a lot of writing in one of the two books I have going. And I pretty much hit a huge block. Like I don't feel like even trying to write anymore. I'm going to give it a break and see if my mojo comes back.
And I bought new bras this weekend. It's a big deal. I'm actually going to go back online because hey- I found another discount code so I may as well keep shopping, right? I went shopping with my brother on Thursday and I ended up buying my regular 36D bra. It was a demi cup so you know- basic. I get home, throw out the receipt and tags (you know where this is going, don't you?) and yeah. Fucker doesn't fit. And by "doesn't fit" I mean I think I need a DD. I think we all remember my struggle with bra shopping as it is (again- newbie whores catch up with us) and the fact I might have to go through the whole procedure again? Not ok, man. Not ok. But I'm going to order these bras and if they don't fit, they are going back. I'm going to make sure I save everything before I tried them on. Oh- and my last good bra? Is resting in peace in the Douglas County landfill courtesy of Batman. Yes, Batman ate right through the strap and threw up next to it. Fun times.