Confessions of a Twenty-Something Drama Queen

What a day! I decided that with school starting just around the corner, it was time to get to work on my new library. So, I hopped in the car and headed up there. Soon, I was feeling kind of hungry, so I went up to the grocery store and got some food. I wanted something a little different, so I went with a croissant and chicken salad. Apparently, I just couldn't contain my hunger, because that croissant was gone before I even left the parking lot. Up to school I went, with my chicken salad in hand. Just one tiny problem. It is a brand new school with not a fork to be found- not anywhere. So...after searching the school to no avail I knew I was up a creek. What to do? Well, perhaps a more civilized girl would have put that stuff in the fridge and waited for later. But oh no, not me. So what did I do? I searched high and low for something to use and came up with what I thought was a decent alternative. That's right- Amanda ate her chicken salad with a ruler. Oh, yes, I just wrote that alright. A RULER! In my defense, it was still in the package, and I ran it under hot water. The meal was quite delicious, and frankly, it taught me a little about myself. I apparently have no shame.

Compared to that little nugget of information, the fact that I ran over a dead skunk on my way home seems a little tame. But let me tell you what...the smell was anything but tame and I am currently contemplating pouring V8 all over my car. Like I said, what a day.

Getting There

Well...After a weekend of moving in our house is finally starting to look like a home! I am sorry that I have run out of witty banter (because apparently I find myself witty), but I'll let the pictures do the talking today...

This is the kitchen on Friday...not so good



This is the kitchen as of Sunday...not perfect, but a lot better thanks to my mom...



On the top of the cabinets in the kitchen...what do you think? Let me know if you have any better ideas about what to put up there or if you think anything looks out of place!



The bedroom...what do you think? The black and white are a lot different than what I had before, so it will take awhile for everything to match!



The light well...



And a hallway...

The Longest Week Ever

Did your teachers and parents ever teach you not to admit when you are home alone? Well, mine did. So every time I wanted to post about what was going on in my life last week, McGruff the Crime Dog popped into my head to remind me about stranger danger. I am not sure that anyone outside of my family and friends actually reads my blog, but McGruff is a powerful force.

Anyways, with that being said last week was busy! Mike was out of town (relax, McGruff, he's back), and I was busy packing and getting ready for the big move. Mike wasn't just out of town, he was out of the country. He went to Guatemala on a medical mission trip with people from Prestonwood and ServingHIM. Yes, while I was up to my eyeballs in bubble wrap and packing paper Mike was watching a Guatemalan gallbladder surgery. He saw some hernia surgeries, too, but that's a story for another day. So, while I was packing boxes I couldn't be too bitter. Saving souls is always a pretty powerful excuse.

An interesting factoid for you: last Wednesday was our third anniversary. Yes, Mike was out of town, but since he's been out of town on all of our anniversaries this wasn't a huge deal. And no, it doesn't bother me. At this point, it's just plain funny. My friend Jessica and I went out for my anniversary, and we had a blast with her son Caleb. You can read about it on her blog, but I am running out of steam here! Anyways, my very sweet husband sent me these beautiful flowers...way to think ahead Mike!

I have a lot more to write about the big move, but my food just got here so you people are going to have to wait. Food wins.

Getting Close

One more week until our big move! Several of you have asked how you can help, but don't worry. We hired these guys.

A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes

Eight days until we close on our house! I went furniture shopping tonight, and I think I got some pretty good stuff. This is the bed I really wanted, but I decided it was a little too impractical. How are you supposed to ride around in it if it doesn't have horses?