Not Me Monday/Crafting FAIL

I did NOT decide yesterday that I need to be more domestic (getting back to the original roots of this blog!) and decide to try a simple quilted pot holder as a birthday present for my friend. Cutting out the fabric went well. Piecing it went reasonably well (this is usually my downfall for quilted projects of any kind so I was stoked). I went to the fabric store after work today to get some of the special heat resistant batting that does on the inside. I did NOT panic when the lady asked me how much I wanted and panic and say "Two yards". Two yards will NOT make approximately 28762 potholders. If you feel like making a quilted potholder, you should NOT stop by and help yourself to my special heat resistant batting. I came home and sewed the potholder together. I did NOT accidently sew the quilted top inside out so that all the seams are showing. I did NOT have to pick it all apart painstakingly. I did not NOT sew it all over again on to discover this time that the batting was now on the OUTSIDE and the blue fabric which was intended to be on the bottom was in the middle. I am NOT giving up for the evening. *Sigh* I'm so not domestic...

Some things never change

Overheard in first grade classroom: C: Hey, A. Spell ICUP. A: I-C-U-P C: You see me pee? Gross!!! I remember telling that joke myself. Glad it's still alive and kicking.

so I'm a creepster

But I had to document my neighbor's making a full blown gym in their front yard last weekend. Considering our yards are the size of postage stamps it was fairly ridiculous. As if it wasn't bad enough seeing all of the squats and lunges... See that blue scooter on the middle of the sidewalk? They were laying with it on their stomachs and propelling themselves along like beached whales.

Isaac and I spied on them and mocked them for the whole two hours or so they were out there (and yes, I realize I will probably be going straight to hell, since the last time I did a lunge was probably over a year ago).

thank goodness

And a Friday. =)

Something like that anyways.

Mid-May I am making my escape.

Isaac and I are going here:

and here:
and staying here: I've got to get a change of scenery and a few days off of work or I am going to lose it. Go big or go home, right?

blah

I'm uninspired to blog lately.
I feel extra chubby. Which makes me feel ashamed and gross. Which makes me feel depressed. Which makes me want to eat.
I'm dealing with a huge workload and several extremely stressful work situations. I'm struggling with leaving work at work emotionally and in terms of workload. I'm trying to set better boundaries with it.
I can't decide if my new jeans are really comfortable or if they are "mom jeans". I can't believe I might be old enough to accidently buy mom jeans. If this is the case, someone please do an intervention.
My old nieghbor called me up and gave me two huge bags of brand name clothes and shoes in fabulous condition. This woman has clothed Isaac since he was a baby. I'm so lucky.
She lives right across the street from my old house. I wonder if I will ever be able to drive past it without welling up with tears that someone else is in MY house.
They cancelled the early dismissal the kids were supposed to have Friday.
My house is in a perpetual state of CHAOS (Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome). It's getting really embarassing. I'm staying on top of the dishes and that's about it.
As we speak PDH is at the Bon Jovi Concert that I bought tickets for us Christmas. I lost custody of my ticket when I iniated the break-up. I had been looking forward to that concert for, literally, months. But I wasn't about to shell out more money for more tickets. Grrrr....

At least spring break is next week!!!

I can't stop listening to this...

It's fabulous