bad blogger

terri is right.  i am a bad blogger.  i have decided that this is either because nothing interesting ever happens to me or because i'm pretty sure nobody would care if it did.  anyway, here are the things that are happening.  and that are probably not interesting. 

1) our tv got this funny red line down the screen like 2 1/2 months after we bought it.  we took it back to walmart like 92 days after the purchase date, and they told us that they wouldn't exchange it because it was past 90 days.  the department manager was a total douche.  his name is matt, btw, and he works at the wally world on 49.  if you ever see him, you have my blessings should you like to inform him that he is a douche.  anyways, like 5 months later and 2 months before the manufacturer's 1 yr. warranty is up, we (harvey) actually got around to calling sanyo.  they told us to take the tv to a repair shop (where the people were really nice and awesome) in hburg and that they would pay for the cost to fix it.  the cool part: since we are such procrastinators and waited so long to take the tv in, sanyo no longer makes the part needed to fix it.  therefore, we are getting a new (even better) tv.  we have to go pick it up from doucheguy at wm, though.  h talked to him earlier, and now he's all mr. nicey nice guy.  whatever.  i know the truth.  he will always be douchey douche guy on the inside.  bonus: h has to get off work early to go pick up the old tv before the repair shop closes so we can trade it in for the new tv at wm.  yay! 

2) i have become disney obsessed.  i have joined the disney movie rewards club, and i have been scavenging magic codes like crazy.  (the magic codes give you points, and you cash in your points to get stuff that no adult would want unless he/she were developmentally stunted, as i apparently am).  i also made h sign us up for the disney movie club.  we got 4 blu-rays for 1.99/each plus a fifth movie for 9.99 plus a sixth movie for 1/2 price.  we ended up getting 6 disney movies for 32.99.  the only thing we have to do to be in the club is buy 4 more movies over the next 2 years, which we would have done anyway, duh!  plus i got 500 extra points for joining the movie club!  i can't wait til all my movies get here so i can watch them on my new fancy tv while adding up all the points from the magic codes that came inside them!  one of the movies that i ordered is ponyo.  i love this movie.  please see it if you have not.  ponyo and sosuke (the main characters) remind me of me and h.  it's like this chubby little girl keeps falling asleep, and her little boyfriend has to keep being practical and dragging her along and taking care of her.  it's  so cute.  ponyo <3 sosuke. 

3) halloween obsession is well underway for the year.  will require a separate post. 

4) i got some happies yesterday.  i sometimes get happies when i am good or when h is bad.  more oyster shells with little birdie paintings, a cool twisty staff that the oyster shell man made, and some pretty jewelry things that kind of match my twisty staff (in my opinion). 

weddings, white trash, and other goings on

Harvey and Ian playing chess

went to florida memorial day weekend to see paul (one of harvey's long time friends).  this was generally a nice time.  his wife heather was totally awesome, and h wound up spending quite a bit of time playing chess with their eldest child, ian.  also went to the beach (naturally) and had just a lovely time in the water.  no sunburns, and even saw a group of manta rays swimming very unusually close to the shore.  hoping to get back to the water soon.







Harv and Paul

no sooner than we got back from our trip, it seemed eminent that terri and chad would be getting hitched momentarily.  lots to do for that.  emergency dress alteration, pick up tux, blah, blah, blah.  and so it was that they were married on June 4, 2011.  terri, chad, and their company of particularly attractive bridesmaids and men in ridiculous penguin suits stood before a church sanctuary full of onlookers for a moderately brief ceremony before heading to the reception at laurel train depot.  i do not recall many details of this ceremony (because all wedding vows usually sound the same to me, and because i have a tendency to tune out baptist preachers).  i do however, know that chad sang terri a little wedding song he wrote.  also, something uttered by aforementioned baptist preacher about a wife's submissiveness that kind of pissed in my cornflakes.  oh well.  all in all, it was sweet, i guess.  terri and chad getting married, i mean.  terri looked great, and they love each other.  really, that's all you need for a nice wedding, huh?  i mean, the bride has to look good, and the people getting married need to be doing so for the right reasons.  everything else is just fluff.  so, we went to the train depot, where harv and vetter immediately began setting up the open bar (i.e. a cooler in the bed of h's truck.)  drinking, eating, photobooth was cute, slideshow, boys played a little set even though h had a totally gross finger he smushed in the vault at work.  everything good.  the newlyweds are in the bahamas now, where i hope it is not as HOT and GROSS as it is here.  if it is, i hope they stay in the water. 



maids de la bride



Terri, Lord of the Penguins

The Bar

Harvey's Totally Gross Finger

now, i must talk about my rapidly growing collection of all things tacky and/or trashy.  these things are indescribably delightful to me.  they embody the spirit of happiness, of being totally without care.  "hakuna matata," if you will.  it all began with the bottle tree that i got in exchange for a decrease in my crankiness level at the okatoma festival.  unfortunately, i came home from terri's bachelorette party to find that harvey and morrison had partially decorated my wonderful little tree with pbr cans and high-life bottles.  i am slowly getting around to taking them down and replacing them as i obtain prettier bottles.  since i got the bottle tree, i have purchased two wind chimes and two little frogs.  one of my frogs is a ceramic fellar with particular emotive and endearing eyes.  the other is a metal fisherman with a small planter attached to the platform on which he stands.  yesterday, i made a huge leap for all white trash when austin and i set up a three foot deep above-ground pool in the back yard.  harvey has surrounded it with tiki torches, added a lawn chair, and placed my frogs within view of the pool.  i have floaty rings and and plastic ball with LED's in it that makes a "light show" in the water at night.  everything is unimaginably wonderful.  couldn't be happier.

Frogs (you have to look closely to see the one under the rose bush.)

Spring Things

so i guess i'm just trying to sit here and let my lunch digest a little before i go to the track.  also, would like to put some new music on my ipod, but the internet is extra stupid today.  anyway, it is springy outside, which always gets me all excited every year.  like REALLY happy.  i would like to plant some flowers, but i have nowhere to plant them.  according to H, the dirt isn't deep enough next to the house because of the foundation or something.  i'm like, "hey, build me a flower bed."  ...nah.  probably not gonna get a flower bed.  maybe i can get some little pots or something.  doesn't matter, really.  my touch is death for all things horticultural.  i will have to settle for dying easter eggs or something.  apparently, i am supposed to then make the easter eggs into deviled eggs, which i think are totally gross, btw.  also, i have no idea how to make them, but i suppose i will try.  hey, you know what else is cool?  those little jello eggs.  man, i gotta make some of those too.  i guess we've got a hot date at the grocery store tonight.  so.  things to do on hot date:  1. buy groceries  2. buy easter egg dye and possibly easter egg jello mold  3. swing by tanning bed   4. go to target and purchase virtually everything they have because i love target, including 5 lb. hand weights to replace my 3 pounders (gonna have to lose some weight to fit into this frikkin' bridesmaid dress).  5. best buy for some kind of ipod clip thing i can put on my shorts.  i am not a big fan of the armband concept.  also, new earbuds.  mine are pretty well busted.  6. if i  have time, sex store to purchase dirty gifts for terri, which i will only give to her if she is EXTRA nice to me.     i seriously hope that i can accomplish all these things in the time between H getting off work and closing time for these places.  yes, my life is lame.  i love it.

Bad Love

yes, michelle, in some instances, love can be bad.   furthermore, bad love is always bad.  bad love is what happens when you love someone who has an ego where their heart should be and/or is more than a little stupid.  it all goes back to the concept of soul mates.  i believe in soul mates.  i really do.  however, some people do not have souls.  obviously then, these people cannot have soul mates.  many a verbally abusive, emotionally immature, self-centered fool has undeservedly found his/herself in a relationship with a loving and worthwhile individual.  i cannot account for this, save that people with souls want to believe the best of everybody.  sadly, some people's "best" sucks.  you see, the soulless have actually convinced themselves that they are good people, making it that much easier to deceive souled individuals.  in reality, these deadbeat significant others are quite often vain, washed up losers who were falsely convinced during high school that they were something special.  now, they are desparately clinging to this idea and to the things they think can still make them special.  but, there is nothing, and i mean NOTHING that will ever make them worth a dried up dog turd.  a high IQ doesn't help.  daddy's money doesn't help.  (btw, person A- you aren't that freakin' smart, and person B-your daddy isn't that freakin' rich.) drugs and alcohol don't help.  (persons B and C- whatever helps you sleep at night.)  really, these people will always just suck.  if you verbally or physically abuse your significant other, you suck.  if you cheat, you suck.  if you lie, you suck.  if you claim to love someone, yet you somehow still think you're better than them, you suck. 

so, it is as i have already said.  michelle, sometimes love sucks, especially if the person you love sucks.  so don't love him (or her).  he (or she) sucks.

Opening Comment

so, i gave harvey a benadryl b/c his allergies were acting up.  he is now totally comatose, so i thought it would be a nice time to start this little blog thing in an effort to piss terri off.  this will probably be a long one since it is the first one and therefore an introduction to my general state of being.  well, well, let's see, things in my life of note....  i now live in seminary with my perfect little love in his perfect little block house.  he is a loan officer by day/ drummer by night.  he has been drumming a lot less, but i think when the new drums he ordered get here he will get excited about playing again.  we have christmas lights everywhere, and he brings me little oyster shells with birds painted on them.  some fellow comes around to sell them at the bank he works at from time to time.  we hang them around the house.  everything is perfect.  i have just left my job as a nurse to let my gimpy back heal up for a while before i go back to school.  i will be starting nurse practitioner school in august, which i am super pumped up about (despite the impending presence of a particular classmate).  I dyed a little chunk of my hair purple a couple days ago, as these next few months will be my last chance to do such rebellious and irresponsible things, maybe forever.  a little line just popped up in the middle of my paragraph.  does that mean it's two blogs?  huh, maybe these things aren't supposed to be this long.  anyway, i don't do anything much for the moment.  i have taken up a highly unusual (for me) interest in domesticating.  i have found that i actually enjoy cooking.  i made a poundcake.  from scratch.  i have never in my life made nor desired to make anything from scratch.  i purchased a cookbook of healthy recipes, and i can honestly say that i have decreased the amount of trash in my diet significantly.  i am making a dent in harvey's habits as well.  we eat ridiculous amounts of fish and broccoli.  and thank goodness we've stopped perpetually going to wafflehouse at 4 in the morning to gorge ourselves on griddle-fried death.  those were good times, but it kind of makes me nauseated to think about it now.  i am very happy to have a new walking partner in my ipso facto bro in law, austin.  i am going to try to coax him into trying to run with me some once he loses a little weight and my back gets better.  i would like to try to run the 5k at the st. jude memphis marathon when harvey and john go back to run the half marathon again next year.   hahahahahaha (also a big F.U. to terri).  no, seriously, t, you guys should come with us in january.  it was a lot of fun.  also, speaking of terri, i just made out the invitations to her bachelorette weekend today, so i am very proud of myself.  my bff katie got engaged like a week ago, so i can hardly imagine the planning hurricane that's in store from here on out.  i'm really happy for everybody.  everything is going so well.