I resolve to....

I am going to work on the chai tea latte addiction as my new years resolution. I think I did well last year with the kicking of the lip gloss habit - I only bought 4 or 5 (or so) new lip glosses all year! So this year I think I can quit the chai tea's. This will be despite ZarahZou enabling me with a wonderful Christmas gift of a Starbucks gift card. She also gave me like 7 or 8 mostly used gift cards. $.63 for Target, $.47 for Caribou, $.72 for Super America, a 2 minute calling card. I heart ZarahZou. She's hilarious. She made me laugh a lot. Semi-used gift cards are the next hot thing.

Anyhow, back to the chai tea thing. It should be fairly easy to kick the chai since I have a completely new addiction. That would be watching The O.C. I used my Christmas money (thank you, favoritest mother-in-law ever) to buy all 4 seasons. I could either buy all 4 seasons packaged together in a cute little plastic case for $135 or I could buy each season individually in cardboard cases for $20 per season. As much as I wanted to spend the extra $55 for the plastic case, I opted to purchase each season individually. Since last Wednesday I have watched the first two seasons- that would be 51 episodes. And I worked Thursday, Friday and today. I am Obsessed Completely. I didn't start watching the show until the season finale of season 1, but I watched every single episode after that, so I am just basically re-watching what I've already seen. Am I pathetic or dedicated? I should note that it is 9:00 on New Years Eve and I am taking a break from watching to check my e-mail.

ZickyZou and I pretty much spent all weekend in bed recovering from very bad colds. But it worked out well because he could watch the tv and I could watch The O.C. on the portable dvd player with headphones. Sad?

Ok, enough about Californyaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.

My Christmas was most excellent, except for the whole being sick part. I'm almost better now, but Nick just started being sick. He thought I was faking how sick I was until he caught it. I told him to stay away from me, but he didn't listen. Shouldn't he know by now that I am always right?

I am going to start season 3 since it is only 9:15. I can get in 3 episodes before bedtime. Except season 3 is the last season with Marissa. I'm not sure I want to live through this one again. Merry New Year!

100% done Christmas Shopping!

Yippy! I just bought my final gift tonight. I am very excited. Now if someone would just wrap the presents for me......

I also finished selling my stuff on ebay. On $242 worth of stuff, I am profiting about $3.62. If I continue at that rate, I can retire in the Year 3000 when the Jonas Brothers 7th album comes out and goes multi-platinum and outsells Kelly Clarkson. And now that stupid song is stuck in my head again.

I am now considered a regular at the post office. The clerk lady told me so. I guess that's what happens when you go there every day for a week & 1/2. If all the ebay people would pay at once, I could ship everything at once. Oh, well. I like waiting in line.

Jamie Lynn Spears being pregnant kinda makes me feel ill. I'm really not too happy about teen pregnancy being glamorized. Being 16 and pregnant is not really something to be proud of. It's not exactly an accomplishment. Oh, well. To each his own, I suppose.

Ok, now I really need to go and wrap some presents......

77% done Christmas shopping.....

I spent 4 hours today going to 2 different Walmarts, Old Navy, a bookstore, and Sears trying to finish up my Christmas shopping. Now I just have some hard people left. I won't say who is case they are reading this. I'd hate for them to think that they are one of the "hard" people. I wish they were all as easy as MissZalyssa and that they would give me a list telling me exactly what they would like, where to get it, how much it costs, and that they will love me forever if I get it for them.

I'm very tired, but it's only 8:30. I'd hate to end my weekend early by going to sleep. I still have 2 hours left of my weekend. I wish that weekends were 3 or 4 days long. If I ever run for president, that will be the first change I make. I bet that if that is on my platform, I will win. Too bad I'm too lazy to actually run for office.

People that win ebay auctions and don't pay for them right away make me cranky. The sooner you pay, the sooner I can ship and get the stuff out of my house. I'm trying to get rid of stuff, and waiting for your payment means I have to keep the junk of my bedroom floor for longer.

I think I'll go lay in bed and watch tv. that's almost like going to bed early, but it is also keeping my weekend just a little bit longer. Good night!

That stupid Longaberger pen...

Ok, so I still feel guilty about stealing the pen from the basket party. I know she would have told me I could have it if I would have asked. It was a REALLY nice pen.

Anyway, some kid came to the door selling the Star Tribune. The last time we got the paper 7 days a week, I ended up recycling 72 pounds of unread paper. So I told the poor kid no. He tried a hard sell, he gets a savings bond for college, I'll save the world, feed starving children, etc, etc. But I stood my ground. No more paper. We get the paper on Saturday and Sunday. That's plenty of paper for us. So he gives up and asks me if I will fill out a quick card thing so that he can prove he talked to me and that I said no. Ok, fine. I can do that. He gives me his little clip board and pen. I try to fill out the form, but his pen doesn't work. Instead of doing the smart thing and saying "see ya, bye", I said I'd go get a pen. The first one I could grab is the really nice Longaberger pen. So I filled out the rest of the form, and told him he could keep the pen so he would have one that worked. That good deed officially absolves me of any guilt I felt about stealing the pen in the first place since I gave it to some kid fundraising to save money to adopt orphans or whales or something. But I miss the pen already. I liked that pen. It was such a nice pen.

All I want for Christmas is a Longaberger pen.

And on that note, I am off to re-heat dear husbands dinner and then he is going to give me a foot massage because he loves me. And I love foot massages. This arrangement works well.

Michael Jackson.....

I was just thinking today how big of a superstar Michael Jackson would be if he had not gone psycho. Some of my favoritest songs ever are by him, and I still enjoy listening to his music. I'm sad that he is a criminally insane psychotic lunatic, because I would really have liked him to continue to make music.

I listened to "We are the world" tonight on the 80's music channel, and that's what made me think of MJ. I love that song, too. My exercising time goes really fast if I am switching back and forth between the 80's, the 90's and adult Top 40. I love that my tv plays music.

I have no idea what I'm wearing to work tomorrow. I have a lunch with some sales reps. I suppose I should dress nicely. On days when I want to dress nicer, my hair never turns out. I had a good hair today when I didn't really need one. Not fair.

Ok, I'm going to shower and try on half my closet.

Some things that bug me....

I was looking at the myspace profile of the little brother of this girl that I used to go to school with. He is probably 26-28 now. Here is what I know: He wants a nice girl, and he don't want no golddigga or playa's. Nice, especially since he works part time at the grocery store, drives a 94 Ford Taurus and lives in his mom's basement. Not that there is anything wrong with that combination, but I'm pretty sure that he's not exactly Kanye West. I can promise him that girl's are not lining up to steal him $7.50 an hour (before taxes). So, note to "this kid": if you really want a nice girl, be a nice guy. And use semi-proper grammar, including the er's at the end of words. Girls want a nice guy that can hold a conversation.

Another thing that bugs me: I've been saving this expensive bar of soap for the last few months with the intention of using it on an occasion where I felt a little stressed out and wanted to do something nice (and cheap) for myself. So I decide tonight's the nice to pull out my bar of CLEAN Ultimate soap. I guess I set my expectations too high because I was rather disappointed. I expected to have a truly uplifting experience. It smelled like and felt like a regular bar of soap. Shouldn't a bar of soap that costs $10 be something special?

Okay, final thing that bugs me: Some idiot forgot to add the electric bill automatic deduction to her checkbook. The electric bill has been taken out of my checkbook on the same day of the month for the past year and a half. It is not a surprise. So, I sold some of things on ebay and I thought I was rich. I'm not. But at least I'll have lights.

I still have not listed the Dooney & Bourke Signature Tassel Tote on ebay. Could my hesitation be because I really want to keep it? Ok, off to read my book. I am currently reading P.S. I love You by Cecelia Ahern. Very good so far. I think when I finish this, I'll try to finish Missing Mom by Joyce Carol Oates. That is the only book that I have had to put down because it was truly disturbing me. I have read hundreds of scary novels and not been disturbed. But this one isn't really scary in a monster/supernatural way. It is a drama, but it just hits me in a place I guess I don't want to go. I had to stop reading. But I think I want to try it again. It's going to take me a while to get through P.S. I Love You, so I won't have to decide what to read next for about a week.

Good night!

My car is smart....

You gotta love your car when it is smart enough to tell you that you have "low traction" when you are driving on solid ice. Like I couldn't figure that out for myself. Does anybody actually depend on their car for trying to figure out whether or not it is slippery out????

I just got a check from Mr.Rebates for $62.02. I got that much money just for buying things that I would have bought anyways. And I have at least $25 pending. I heart mr.rebates.com.

Tomorrow night is KDWB's Jingle Ball concert. I want nothing more than to be closed in with 50,000 screaming people. At least I get to see Avril Lavigne in concert, and that has always been a dream of mine?!?!?

I know I should be exercising right now. But I don't want to. and who's going to make me?

I went to a Longaberger basket party last night. I spent $62 on 4 candles, so in defiance I stole a Longaberger pen. I'm sure the hostess would have told me I could have it if I would have asked, but it wouldn't have made me feel victorious had I gotten permission to take it. But is it really stealing if she would have given it to me? I say not. Plus, didn't she kind of give it to me when she shoved it at me with the order form and catalogs? Does anyone (besides my sister) spend $82 for one little basket? The prices are insane.

Ok, now that I feel guilty about the pen, I have to go exercise.

EEEEEEEbay.......

Someone just paid me $22 for an item that I got as a free gift with purchase from an online store. That rocks! I wanted to ship it out today, but the stupid snow caused my stupid commute to be a stupid 2 & 1/2 hours. 2 & 1/2 hours to go 22 miles. Good thing I'm comfortable talking to myself and that I find myself really good company.

I bought a super cute Dooney & Bourke handbag for myself for Nick to give me for Christmas. But I am not 100% certain that it is the right handbag for me. I am considering selling it on ebay. I could probably profit $20-30 on it because I bought it on sale. But I like it. Such decisions.....

I am reading a really good (but disturbing) book called The Handmaid's Tale. I will not write a summary of it here, but I do suggest that everyone read it. It's quite good. But scary. Lots of what if's.

Does anyone want to lend me some motivation so that I can send in the rebate card for my new cell phone and get $50 back? You'd think $50 would be enough to make me quite delaying. But I guess I'm lazy.

Ok, I am going to bed. I am not even going to watch the new Law & Order SVU because I am exhausted.