If you've already seen Half-Blood Prince...

This is all I have to say!




"Probably the pincers" BAHAHAHAH

No news is...

'eh...good news? Or is no news bad news? I can't remember.

Playing the waiting game around here. The Professor has a zillion job applications out. We're waiting on our apartment application to be approved. We're waiting on student loan money to come through.

Hmm, anything else. Oh, I'm waiting for my laundry to dry. Since I'm still waiting to see whether or not I should sell my washer and dryer I'm washing everything in my house while I still can.

Did I mention I hate waiting?

I am packing some, but again, the whole waiting thing.

Do you really think this whole endeavor could just fall through at the last minute? Honestly, I hadn't really considered it before. I was under the impression that come what may, I'd be driving to Connecticut in two weeks. I guess, as usual, nothing is certain.

I'm feeling a lot better lately. I'm not sure why. The Professor and I have been spending a lot of time just talking. Which I guess is good. I tend to internalize a lot of my worries so as not to worry him. I don't think it's good for me. I've been sick all week, it sucks! Stress can just wear you down like you would not believe.

I think everything will be okay. That soon things will start to go our way. I have to use this blog as my outlet. I can't let any of our family members know that things aren't going perfectly for us right now. My family would just worry. And the Professor's family would just try and convince us to stay here.

I guess I should go eat, I haven't eaten today.

Eh...

Life is strange, isn't it? It's either bloody boring or ridiculously stressful. I figure a month or two of stress ought to buy me at least twice that many months of boring, right?

I'm okay, really I am. I know that everything will be fine. I just need to hang in there. Not too hard, right?

For some odd reason I decided today that I'd like to pursue a little short story writing. Online I came across a few short story competitions, both with a nice grand prize. So I thought to myself ,"Why not?". Surely if I've already written seventeen chapters of a full-length novel I can write a 1,500 word short story, right?

It's funny, at first my thought was to just condense one of my many book ideas into a short story. But most of my ideas are bit too broad for a measly 1,500 words. I decided just to stew for a few days, let something come to me. For about an hour I walked around the house thinking "Plot line for short story, plot line for short story." And guess what? It came to me. Just popped into my head out of nowhere. I sat down, grabbed a notebook and pen and wrote for about twenty minutes and that was that. Weird huh?

I'm not convinced it's a winner or anything, it's kind of strange and unlike anything I've ever written before. But I think it could be good. I'm typing it up on my laptop now, figuring out if it needs to be longer or shorter to fit within the required length.

Anyway, just thought I'd share. When it's done I'll definitely be need some readers to give me their opinion on whether or not it's worth submitting.

I think I've been here before...

in fact, it wast just nine months ago that I had this very same feeling. The feeling that everything is crashing down around me, and there's nothing I can do about it. Just sit by and watch it happen. There's nothing worse than feeling like all your hopes, dreams and expectations are completely futile.

I know this place. It's called "rock bottom". It's the place that you come crashing into when nothing is going your way.

I've been here before.

This is the third time, in fact. I'm a little tired of it. I don't know what to do. What to say. What to expect. Will things continue to get worse? Or will they eventually start looking up? I'm not sure. Frankly, at this point my guess would be the former.

You would think that since I've been here before and seen things work out in my favor that I wouldn't be feeling so down about it. I guess that's just the way it goes.

We've come to that familiar place where we sit down and weigh all our options. The Professor says if he doesn't get up a job up there and if we can't find a place to live than he'd rather just not go. I say he should go no matter what, even if it means leaving Batman and me behind, possibly living with my in-laws. So that's what it's come to. Again, it's familiar. I remember distinctly last fall dreading the possibility that we would end up moved in with his parents because he couldn't find a job. Then the school ended up offering him three teaching sections, which more than payed our bills and let us get this place.

It's probably easy for everyone out there reading this to say, "See, it will all work out!" But I honestly don't know. I would love to feel that optimistic, I really would. Actually I've always considered myself an optimist, but now am beginning to realize that I'm much more of a realist.

So, I don't know what to say. I guess at this point I should be praying hard. But I can't help but feel a little abandoned by the God I put so much faith into. (Again, been here before. Thankfully he is faithful even when we are not.)

(This post in not intended to make anyone feel sorry for me. I just needed to get it all out.)

So, um, yeah...

It's Wednesday right? Why is that time seems to be dragging all of the sudden. I'll guess I'll attempt some randomness, since that is my usual Wednesday post.

Not sure how random I'm feeling, I only really have one thing to say this morning...

• I'm going to see Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince today!!!!!! I've been waiting for this for so long you have no idea how excited I am. I have a ticket for the 12:30 showing. I'm going by myself since we don't really have anyone around here to babysit and the Professor knows how badly I wanted to see it. I'm so freakin' excited. Good thing too, I'm in desperate need of a distraction.
• Moving is, well, going along. Still looking for jobs. Put in an application at an apartment and waiting to be approved. It's not the greatest place, but will suit us just find. (Going with the whole "beggers can't be choosers" mentality.) I'm selling my washer and dryer, it will be a very sad parting, but we all make sacrifices. I guess I'll start saving my spare change for the coin-operated machines now.
• I'm beginning to realize just how hard life can be. Its sucks. I wish I could just fast-forward the next two months and not have to deal with all this stuff. But I can't. I know deep down that everything will be alright, eventually.
• I hate packing, packing sucks. And I need more boxes...
• Ohhh and the stress, the stress is killing me. I can't eat half the time because I'm so sick to my stomach. Lovely 'eh? The Professor has been having trouble sleeping, too.
• Let's see, what else can I complain about?
• I hate being this busy and unable to write. I miss writing so much. I miss my characters. I miss having that escape from reality...
• Life sucks.
• Well, sometimes it does.
• I guess I shouldn't complain, my husband is going to freakin' YALE! (Yeah, hadn't you heard?)

I'll leave you with that. I'm off to decide what to wear to see Harry Potter....

Here's another one for you...

plastic wrap is now my mortal enemy.

I know, I know what you're thinking, "how is that even possible?" But it is, my friends, it is.

I mean, honestly, have you ever had a good experience with plastic wrap? Has it ever served it's purpose so fully and completely that you were satisfied with it? Has it ever stuck to anything but itself?

Exactly.

Well, this morning I was fixing up a chicken that I was going to roast later on this evening and the recipe called for it to be wrapped in plastic wrap and refrigerated for 4-6 hours. After about five minutes of wrestling with a slimy, albeit spice-rubbed chicken and three yards of plastic wrap I finally managed something that looked strikingly similar to Joanna's wedding present from the other day. Minus the staples and taffeta bow, of course.

*sigh*

That's all I've got today.

Top ten quotes...

Okay, so I'm feeling a little bad about the state of my blog lately. I know you all appreciate my candor most days, but frankly I've been keeping myself down. So, to remind myself of how I'm usually a freakin' ray of sunshine I thought I would post my top ten quotes. Must are just dumb random things that I've said over the past year that still crack me up. Hopefully, you'll find them just as entertaining.

When you're done reading, be sure to leave me a comment letting me know which one was your favorite, or submit your own!

In random (you know me) order...

1.)"Sometimes you just need a drink, you know? Especially when you're out of the house without the kid for the first time all week. I think they would have noticed if I brought out my party flask too." From, "For fun and excitement".

2.) "So, if you're impatient you will only get crappy, second-hand, less-than-perfect things." From, "Words of wisdom".

3.)"Blah...piddled? Did I just use the word piddled? I guess I did." From, "Alone..."

4.)"I got lost in a parking garage yesterday...twice." From, "I know it's not Wednesday..."

5.)"I'll be back later after I brave Wally World (aka Hell). Do you think I can get some kind of over-the-counter Valium?" From, "Have I mentioned..."

6.)"Purple shiny sheets...I has some. Jealous?" From, "Purple shiny sheets."

7.)"I'm writing a book, and so far it is all kinds of awesome..." From, "Just thought you should know..."

8.)"Oh yeah, can you believe I have no idea what I'm wearing to Batman's party? Would a Batgirl costume be too much?" From, "Consider yourself warned..."

9.)"We're back from the zoo, let me tell you, nothing like a good public outing to affirm your superior parenting skills." From, "Feeling pretty good..."

10.)"Well fuck Princeton and their fucking PhD program anyway!" From, "What do I do next?"

So, there you have it. No, I did not read through all my 700+ posts to find these, I just read a few random old posts and came up with this list.

Hope it brought the LULZ and just for old times sake....