Oh! Where Is My Hairbrush?

No...

Seriously...

Where is it?

Oh wait...I just found it.

I really had lost it though. I just looked to my left and there it was. Laying on my living room end table. That's not where it goes. Must be why I lost it.

So do you remember when I was all excited because I didn't have house guests and I was finally alone and didn't have to entertain?
Come on seriously? That was my last post! How soon you all forget.
Well let me refresh your memory.
I was all excited because I didn't have house guests and I was finally alone and didn't have to entertain.

Remember now? Hehe I thought so...
Well now that I'm home from, well, for lack of a better word...home and my friend has gone back home. To her home not my other home. I was alone for a couple days and then one of my husband's friends came to stay. So we have another house guest!
I'm sorry I'm not that excited about it. Let me try that again

*clears throat* So we have another house guest...
Anyways it was always my understanding that men like to eat. They like to eat home cooked meals. Men sometimes need women to cook home cooked meals. That's what I'm known for here. My cookies, cakes, pies, casseroles. You name it I make it.

Guys come over here and expect me to cook. But our present houseguest buys microwaveable food at the store emerges from the guest room to heat it up and then goes back and locks himself in his room all day.

I know I complained about having to entertain for 2 weeks but I really don't like it when people don't need me. Of course I understand this man has lived alone for 2 years and isn't used to people caring for him but for real if you ever stay in my house. Let me take care of you. Don't demand it or expect it. BUT LET ME DO IT!


My husband needs me or he does a really good job of pretending. No he doesn't need me he is perfectly capable of taking care of himself but he makes me feel needed. His friends eat my food and tell me it's yummy and to make it again. Still feeling needed.

But this man is so self reliant I feel I could lock myself in my room and he wouldn't say a word!

On a side note my dog's breath smells like pretzels and with paws scented like Fritos. I should have called him snack time.

My puppy needs me. To feed him and bathe him and take him to the vet and put him to bed and teach him to sit up on his hind legs and go potty outside and to buy him stupid squeaky duck toys that terrify him. I'm that kind of needed.

Well if I'm not needed here then I will go and take a bubble bath and listen to Ke$ha and read my book and look at catalogs...because I need to do that.

It's Been A Hard Day's Night

      I can't say that I've been working like a dog but I definitely have NOT been just sitting around doing nothing.

      I spent one entire week packing, cleaning, and preparing to visit my family 600+ miles away. Which meant that the hubby was left home alone for a week. No big deal he worked everyday but two and when he wasn't working I knew he would be sleeping.

      Then I got on the plane with my motion sick puppy in tow. Had a hell week like I was being inducted to a sorority. Which so would not have been worth it. I would have quit but since this week to finish changing my name so I could share it with my husband. I would say by the end, it was well worth it.

Because it's shorter here is a time lined summary of my adventures with the DMV.

Tuesday - Went to DMV, told that my license was canceled because I didn't take a class when I was 16. Almost 4 years ago.
Given a number to call.
Called that number, no answer, called the school where this class was supposed to be, told me to come with the letter sent to me. I didn't have a letter. They didn't know how to help me.
Called the other number got an answer. This lady had no clue how to help me took my number to give to someone else to call me.
Waited for call.
Ate lunch.
Got the call.
Told me that because I'm not 21 I must take the class.
The class is 4 hours long and I don't even live in this state anymore....geez
Angry. angry. angry.
Sleep.

Wednesday- Woke up and did some stuff.
Waited around all day to take this class from 5pm - 9pm.
SUCK
STUCK In there with fourteen 16 yr old kids. Sat alone because highschoolers...are annoying. sorry guys but you are.
Finished the class. Geez it was boring. I knew all the answers though. Woot
Are we surprised? I think not.

Thursday- went to DMV, because I'm done with the class.
Was told that I can't get it still because the Department of Transportation doesn't have me taking the class on file yet.
Called the department several times to tell them the paper they needed is sitting in the fax machine they just need to click a button...
No answer
GOVERNMENT
I would like to now add that I leave Saturday morning...

Friday- I come back to the DMV. The people had done their job!
I take my picture. I go home. It's about bloody time

Get back on the plane with the motion sick puppy in tow. And the BFF for a week

When I get home I find my refrigerator full of beer and molding food. So I clean it out.

I haven't been to the grocery in a month. We've been living off of random things like cereal, slim fast, veggie trays, and cheese. It's been grand fun. to this day. No grocery trip. I need to get on that.

The friend stayed a week. We had parties. So people brought alcohol. No driving under the influence. So people sleeping in my living room. No I can't buy groceries because of the lack of space in my fridge and freezer. Due to the amount of space bottles takes up. I officially need a bar.

Plus I get really sunburned and it is grand news that just today. Three days later. I can move. Now there is no one in my house I haven't been alone in weeks. Now what do I do?

With no food and NO noise?

Where oh where is my book?