whiski_sour: (wtfx4)
For once I decided not to wait months to use a gift card and used the Amazon gift card I got from Aunt Jo today. After some trial and error, I managed to score four items for 25 bucks.

The thing I'm most excited for?

The Monkees Present CD.

After this, I will only need the Changes CD and my Monkees CD album cover collage will be done. I'm not counting Best ofs, Missing Links, foreign issues, or anything else like that (though I do collect those). The collage is just the 14 albums the Monkees themselves released.

You have no idea how excited this makes me.

I imagine this is how those people with Beiber fever feel if their fever is low grade.
whiski_sour: (Dempster Laugh)
My aunts and one of my cousins were at my grandma's this past weekend for a visit, so I went down on Saturday to hang out. It ended up being my grandma and grandpa, Aunt T, Aunt Kerri, her boyfriend Joe, Uncle John, my 17 year old cousins Dany and Alex (both girls), and family friends Matt, Bear, and Rob.

I'm rusty at having fun, at least with those people.

They started drinking at 10 in the morning I know, and were still going strong at 12:30 when the beer ran out. And there was a lot of beer. I know at least three cases. I didn't drink. I prefer to have my wits about me with those people. They are funny and fast and if you don't keep up, you get run over.

It's loud. It's not uncommon if two or three (or more) people are talking at once. You just pick who you want to listen and respond to. The laughing is louder than the talking. According to Dany, we all cackle, but mine is the loudest. If only she knew my reputation at Walmart.

I was the outnumbered Cubs fan in a room full of Cardinal fans, but there's now talk of getting together to see a Cubs/Cards game. I would love to take this show on the road and in public. We'd be free entertainment. Or a police incident waiting to happen. Either way, good time.

I didn't get home until 2 in the morning. And here I am, over 30, and my Aunt T is still requesting that I text her when I get home so she knows I made it safe. It was adorable and you know that I did it.

They're all crazy, but I love them.

I really don't spend enough time with that side of the family. I think the last time I saw my Aunt Kerri, she was still married to Uncle Robby. And she's been with Joe for about six years now, so it's safe to say it's been awhile. I need to do better with that.

It was good to cut loose and have a good time. I was long overdue for that kind of release.

But I meant what I said about being rusty when it comes to having fun. I need to get into better shape.
whiski_sour: (Silly)
For the most part, I like my job. The best part (of any job, usually) is the regular income. I get paid every week. And after going nearly three years not buying anything so I could funnel all of my money to the barest necessities and bills, I admit I've been spending.

I haven't gone overboard or anything. I bought a couple of baseball cards (the Beard Twins are together again!), a pencil sharpener, and a plushy Cubs baseball guy and some Cubs postcards for my cube at work.

It's been light and fun, but it's time to get down to some serious budgeting.

Naturally, I've got my bills. Then I've got the replenishable necessities (shampoo, conditioner, gas, etc.). Then I've got the necessities that I've worn out and need to replace (socks, underwear, clothes, shoes, etc). Then I need to rebuild my savings. And finally, I've got the goodies that I want.

Do you know what all this means?

Spreadsheets and math and planning! Yay!

This girl knows how to have a good time.

I actually am excited to be doing this. I've always liked budgeting.
whiski_sour: (modesty)
For those of you who watched Glee after the Super Bowl, my friend Dallas's little brother Matt was one of the slushy throwing hockey players.

Picture! )

Of course, when I think of him, I think of a little kid. If he didn't look so much like his dad, I might not have recognized him.

I hope you all enjoyed his performance.
whiski_sour: (Fraggle)
I figure I should probably post something since it's been a few days, but I really haven't been doing anything interesting and Pete is trying to use the enter key as a pillow.

The weatherman is taunting us saying that it's going to be in the 70's this week. So who knows? Interesting stuff might happen.

Hopefully not too interesting though. I don't think my old heart could take it.
whiski_sour: (this just in)
I've been invited to go to a BBQ that being held at a trailer and the main course is going to be squirrel.

Sounds like a Jeff Foxworthy joke waiting to happen, doesn't it?

That's my world.
whiski_sour: (*eyeroll*)
Man, I love Hettie.

Anyway, in today's paper was a special section devoted to a Cutest Kid contest. And there are some damn cute kids in there.

However, out of 307 kids there were:

-5 Cadens/Kadens
-3 Haydens
-2 Braydens
-2 Jaydens
and 1 Aydan.

There were also:

-4 Madisons/Maddisons
-3 Haileys
-3 McKenzies/McKensis
-2 Adelynns
-2 Jaydas/Jayda's (yes, with the apostrophe)
as well as a Jaylin and a Jaylah.

And in the "I feel sorry for those children" category:

-Heaven'Lee
-Quailo
-Treasure
-Linkon

And I get shit for the names I like.

Guess I just ain't trendy.
whiski_sour: (Fraggle)
I only half-assed it watching SGU and Sanctuary tonight, so no in depth thoughts, just a couple of brief comments.

I'm kind of over SGU. I didn't miss it last week and wasn't really looking forward to it this week. But I will say, Rush killed the ending. When I like the guy that everyone on the ship distrusts and dislikes the most, that should say something about your show. Just saying.

Sanctuary was just bizarre and I don't know why an apocolypse made Will grow a mullet. I feel that is going to be one of the mysteries that this show just won't answer. Also, I failed at catching the repeat of last week's episode, so I guess I'll just keep an eye out for it during the marathons SyFy likes to run.

In completely unrelated news (it took me four tries to spell "completely" and I'm still not convinced I got it right), I posted the very rough first chapter of my NaNo novel, if anyone is interested. Chapter 1 of A Tale of Two Lady Killers.

I think I'm going to bed early tonight. Or I'm going to try to go to bed early tonight.

Because it's Friday night.

And I know how to party.
whiski_sour: (goddess)
I spent three hours in Walmart today because I had to talk to everyone and get caught up on the gossip.

I knew this would happen and actually made sure I had no other obligations this afternoon.

Still, I should probably go more often. I'll never have a truly quick trip, but it could be quicker.
whiski_sour: (Fraggle)
I got an email from my former high school classmate that organized our 10 year reunion saying that we'll be doing fundraisers once a year so we won't have to rush to raise money for our 15 year reunion.

First of all, our class rushing to raise money is a tradition. We did it for prom, we did it for senior trip, we can do it for reunions.

Second of all, 15 year reunion?

It was my understanding that I would only be avoiding these awkward class get togethers in uncomfortable places every ten years. I think doing it every five years is a bit excessive.

And, considering how many of my classmates still live in our hometown and see each other regularly AND many of them work for the same company, I think it's a little ridiculous to organize a shindig every five years to guilt the people who left into coming home and feeling out of step because they're not up on all of the current gossip.

I think we should only have them every ten years. Give people time to forget each other's names in order to make the name tags worth the money, ya know?
whiski_sour: (is he dead?)
Just a few Castle comments )

In other non-TV news, there really isn't any. I really kind of have no life. And I'm okay with that.

Except it makes it kind of challenging to post every day.

Please note how I have yet to back down from the challege.
whiski_sour: (fucked your shit up)
Sometimes I think that I'm getting boring and I should leave the house and be interesting.

But then I think how I really don't feel like putting on shoes and that pretty much ends my quest to be interesting.

It's really not a big deal, except that being boring does kind of hamper my goal of posting every day. I'm afraid that since my days lately have been nothing but reading and writing, I'm going to have to start getting creative and exposing you poor people to flights of fancy and the inner workings of my brain.

And all because I don't feel like putting on shoes.

I kind of feel sorry for you guys.
whiski_sour: (perturbed)
I got my new FOID card today. For those of you not a resident of Illinois, FOID stands for Firearms Owner Identification and it's required in Illinois if you have a gun or ammunition. Now, I don't own a gun, but my dad does. At last count, we had fourteen in the house (this isn't counting the ones that are just here to be fixed or cleaned). So it makes perfect sense for me to have a FOID card just in case.

My card expired November first so back in October, I filled out a new application and took a new picture. The picture taking was heinous because of all of the picture requirements (size, style, etc) and if they don't like it, they'll reject you application and make you do it all over again. After a couple of hours of trial and error, I thought I finally had the picture just right and sent off the app.

Fast forward to today when I get my new FOID card and see that they didn't like the picture I sent with my app so they just used the one from my driver's license (they're digitally taken and stored). Fine. Except that picture was taken about two years ago when I was at least 25 pounds heavier and MY HAIR WAS LONG. Like to the middle of my back long while now it's usually barely touching my shoulders. That's a significant difference.

I have no idea how they could have looked at the picture I sent in and not seen that my hair is much different now. Or did they just look at it and go, "Don't like this pic. We'll just use her license picture. Oh, she got her hair cut. Oh well. Close enough."

Did I mention that FOID cards are issued through the Illinois State Police? Yeah. This really reassures me of their observational skills and dedication to accuracy.

The only good thing about it is that in reusing the license picture, it maintains my goal of making sure all of my ID pics look like mug shots. I know some people try to look good for their ID shots. I try to look as though I've just been arrested for some horrible crime, yet didn't get any blood on me.

It makes up for the fact that I wasn't allowed to use a mug shot for my senior pic in high school.
whiski_sour: (strained)
After three days of totally failing at working on "Stateline", I made some progress on it today. Mostly cut 'n' paste, deleting, and minor additions. There is still much to be done.

My writing To Do list is rather long and I'm having trouble gathering the motivation to even look at it. I need to actually utilize my calendar and set deadlines for myself. This may be something to do starting next month. Which is...Tuesday.

I also spent some time perusing MySpace. I've done this before; I've talked about it. After about an hour of looking up people I used to know, I began to seriously consider getting one. Then I realized that I'm not cool enough to be on MySpace.

And, I don't need yet another thing to check/update. Plus, people might find me.

This anti-social behavior is going to work against me when I try to promote myself as a writer, isn't it?

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