Seven Quick Takes Friday is hosted at Conversion Diary.
Let’s get started …
I’ve got strange men in the house with me and it’s freaking me out!!!
The husband just left for work, he stuck around long enough to greet the worker guys putting in our new house furnace and then took off. I’m now alone, with two chattering, noisy men.
I’ve NEVER enjoyed having strange people in my house and whenever we have to schedule maintenance issues like this, I tend to build up the suspense so that when the day gets here, I’m hyperventilating and putting on my polite, friendly face while all the while watching the precious seconds tick by and wondering when this torture will end.
I know it’s silly to feel this way, they are doing us a service and these guys are really nice and not creepy in any way, I’m just weird about things like this.
The guys have both the front and back doors open so I’m freezing. Luckily, it’s a fairly nice day – it’s sunny and supposed to get up to the mid-60’s, so it could be MUCH worse. One of the guys just went up into the attic for some such reason and now I feel totally violated.
In addition, one of the guys just went to our bathroom – was the toilet clean!? I’m thinking not because I didn’t have time to clean it and now I’m feeling embarrassed because this guy probably thinks we’re animals because our toilet wasn’t clean.
I must think about something else or I will implode where I sit.
While the husband was sitting around and waiting for the guys to get here, I overheard him on the phone. He called two different companies wanting an estimate on …
Are you ready for this?
Fencing in our backyard.
EEK! This man is SERIOUS about getting a dog!! We’ve been huddling around the kitchen computer the past few nights looking at, and reading about, dogs. I think he’s wanting to take advantage of my receptive mood and is really pushing the issue.
I was sort of hoping this would die down after a while, but it doesn’t look like it’s going to.
We’re really leaning toward a Shih Tzu at this point. My grandmother-in-law and my sister-in-law both have Shih Tzus and I just think the world of those dogs. And besides, how can you NOT fall in love with this face?!?
I also really love the King Charles Spaniels, too. Though from what I gather, they are expensive and a little fragile, health wise. But again, this face … oh my good Lord in heaven, this face …
Okay, enough dog talk. I’m already freaked out with the strange men in my house, I don’t need more grief.
I was going through the list of people following me on Twitter yesterday (Hi Tweets!!) and nearly had a heart attack when I noticed that one of the Tweets? Was none other than Chalene Johnson (Hi Chalene!). Chalene is the genius behind Turbo Jam.
Turbo Jam, for those that don’t know, is a super-effective exercise program that combines kick-boxing, body-sculpting and dance moves into one workout. It’s a really fun and high-paced workout and I thoroughly enjoy it. And no, I’m not just saying that because Chalene might see this. This workout absolutely does it for me. I feel powerful, and just a tad aggressive, after I finish it. It really helps shrink hips and tone up my thighs and arms. In fact, I wear the weighted hand gloves when I walk on the treadmill and have noticed a significant difference after using them.
At any rate, there is nothing quite like having a high-profile workout instructor in somewhat close proximity to motivate you. And believe me, I’m motivated. And a bit intimidated.
But I think I like that.
We got our tax refund back the other day. However, it’s going straight to our credit card so we can pay our cruise off, so the only thing I saw was a blur as it was being transferred.
That was exciting for about a second. *sigh*
I think the husband is so excited about getting a pet, that he’s willing to do just about anything I say at this point to keep me in the right frame of mind.
It’s quite the power rush, let me tell ya. And I’m not too proud to tell you that I’m taking advantage of that. *wink*
I’ve been doing some research on BlogHer. If you don’t know what BlogHer is, it’s a conference for bloggers – mainly women, but there are a few men who show up. Hey, the more the merrier.
This year will mark the fifth year they’ve been holding the conference and it’s scheduled to be in Chicago.
Which is only 8 hours from me. And the husband and I have been talking about making a trip to Chicago for quite some time.
So, I proposed we make a trip to Chicago the weekend that BlogHer is happening. We would drive up that Thursday, I would attend the BlogHer conference on Friday, we would tour Chicago as a family on Saturday and then drive back home on Sunday.
I think he’s going to agree to this!! So, there’s a strong possibility that I’ll be attending BlogHer, Friday, July 24th! I would LOVE to have a gal-pal to hang out with though. Is anyone else planning on going? Tell me so we can hook up and hang out that Friday!!
The husband and I were at our weekly lunch date on Wednesday when I started texting on my phone to send a Twitter notice. I said, “Eating lunch with the husband. Husband says hi.”
When the husband read this, he got annoyed.
“Why do you always refer to me in third person? Is that all I am to you, an object?”
“Well, no, of course not,” I responded. “I just didn’t figure you would want me to publish your real name.”
He sat there and thought about that for a while and then said, “I think I’d rather be called by my name.”
So, it looks like ya’ll are about to find out my husband’s real name. I’m going to make sure it’s still okay with him this weekend, and then I plan on revealing his name in the post I’m going to write about blog censorship on Monday. Stay tuned…
It’s REALLY getting cold in here. My lips are turning blue.
I need hot tea …. later peeps!