just so you know:

this is "angel", mom's dog.

and

one of these doofy things will be dad's on Jan 4th.

here i come!

well ok, the presents are loaded up in the car, i am packed (except for the things i'll use in the morning) - and all i have left to do tonight is finish the enchalada sauce, clean the kitchen, write a few more christmas cards, take out all the trash, and possibly make some candy... but i doubt it on the candy. perhaps i'll save that for when mom is up here.
i just paid my visa bill, which is now $5000. yeesh. but i take comfort in the fact that the payment wasnt actually due until january 11th, and i get paid again before that. so if i can make $400 of the $600 in my checking account right now last until january 18th, then on the 11th i can pay $1000 on my card. and by then, charles will be chipping in too. and february is 3 paychecks month!!! so i'm sure i can squeeze another $1000 then too, if not more! i'm liking where that's headed. plus, in theory, i'll have my tax return back by then and all of that will go that direction too. maybe if we play our cards right, we can have the furniture AND my visa paid off by the time he leaves - thus allowing us to save an ASS LOAD of money while he's gone. ooooh that'd be nice.
so that's what's on my mind now. i was totally stressed out today at work thinking of all the things still to be done. but now i'm sort of embracing the headache, literally. this time tomorrow i'll be playing with mom's new puppy and probably eating some sort of fried meat... not too much though - i packed my skinny jeans. :o)

dane cook....

is really funny!!!!!!! charles and i got to see him a couple sundays ago on a whim at the new sprint center arena downtown KC, along with about blablabitty thounsand of our new closest friends. horay!!! i had wanted to go to his show since the day i heard he was coming, but as charles' schedule is completely impossible to predict, i found myself spending $134 on tickets the night before the show since he happened to be off that night. the army is not condusive to "dates" or otherwise "planned activities", but that's generally ok with me. it reminds me to enjoy our spontaneous romantic dinners at chipolte and comedy shows, or randomly wandering around the mall and going to the almighty Dave & Busters on a monday night to play skee ball and coin games.

as you can see, we had really pretty good seats. the chute that he came out of was about 25 feet in front of us. he's not a bad looking guy for a doof ball! SU FI!

ps - i just figured out how to place a picture on the blog and move it around so it doesnt throw off the groove of my text. i'm so damn smart!

1st snow of winter

aaaaand while wichita got freezing rain, northern KC got 3-5 inches of snow! woo hoo!!! i even got out early from work for the occasion, a whole hour! here's the plan from work: anyone who lives outside of the leavenworth/lansing area left at 2:30, anyone living inside of leavenworth left at 3, and then there was me - the cheese stands alone - leaving at 3:30... although it was more like 3:45 because my LEAST favorite resident, mrs. willis, the bitch, came in and wanted to fight with someone about the utilities issue which was supposed to be discussed at the resident's meeting tonight (which was cancelled). why do i always end up being the one who has to deal with this crazy woman?! she's just nuts, and TOTALLY rude. once she finished glaring at me and being a big pest, she showed herself upstairs (something unheard of and even more rude and obtrusive) and tried to find someone from the army side of housing who might be above the housing company who she could bitch to some more. never mind the fact that there's 5 inches of snow on post and everyone has left early to try and get home safely, YOU FREAK. aagggh! she just kills me. if i hadnt been leaving an hour early, that would have totally killed my whole day right there.
but as it is, i'm good. i was home and in my pj's by 4:10, drinking hot chocolate.
in other news, i stepped on the scale this morning before i took a shower: empty stomach, no clothes. 178.8. that is WAY too close to 180. still less than my heaviest, 185, but this is the highest it will be until i am packing a mini-me. so my smoothie and i had a wonderful time this morning, and a lovely salad will bathe in my intestinal juices tonight. (i had pizza hut for lunch but only because i was too scared to drive home just for food when i had leftover pizza at work already.) but alas, here i sit. moo.

bye bye Daisy

i'm not going to dramatize the loss of daisy by doing some R.I.P. business, but all the same, i'm really going to miss her. when we brought her home on my 14th birthday, she could fit in the palm of your hand almost. she had the cutest little round fat belly and a tiny skinny tail that fluttered around when she was happy. her whole body was so soft, and then as she got bigger, just her ears. i always loved petting her ears because they were softer than anything i'd ever felt.

i'm glad i didnt have to see her in failing health and that i wasn't there to watch her quit eating and drinking and not be able to stand up or move. but at the same time, i hate it that i wasnt there to help take care of her. every one of our dogs that we've had to put down, at least i was there to say goodbye and cry on the couch with mom. there is a daisy sized hole in our family, crouching in the back somewhere, too afraid to be out and about.

the silver lining is there though - within a month, there will be at least one new puppy at mom and dad's house. i just wish daisy would be there too.