Your totally NOT commercial Merry Christmas message of the day

I just thought it was too funny not to share.



I'd actually like a new vacuum....... or a man to give me one.

4 things.... Maybe 5

1. This was supposed to happen to ME!!!

2. I have only one more week until Spring Break. It's about time. I'm plumb worned out, and I get to go and see some of my favoritest people ever....(Carly and Rachel, start clearing out your drawers now. You know I'm gonna make you do it when I come, ya pack rats!)

3. I have a post in the works about the British Crap I've been watching over the past couple of months. Here's a preview:



He makes that cravat look really good.

4. My upstairs neighbor decided to throw what sounded like a slumber party for 150 10 year old girls WEDNESDAY night. The main party game was apparently "Who can scream the loudest while running up and down the hall and then dropping bowling balls until 1 am." I don't know who the winner was, but I DO know it wasn't me. Oooooor my students the next day.

5. I tried Pioneer Woman's pizza crust recipe this week and it resulted in the most delicious homemade pizza I've ever made/tasted. If you like pizza at all, you should try it.

What Not To Wear (While Taking out the Trash...)

In a couple of weeks my sister Christy is going to inaugurate my guest room. I'm really excited about someone other than me enjoying my carefully decorated little hobbit hole.

However....the fact that she's coming means that I need to muck out my "guest room" which has been my "cram all of that crap I don't know what to do with room" since I moved in this summer. I've spent the last two afternoons/evenings working on the mucking out process. I've hung new wire shelves to augment the closet organizer (when I told my sister Jamie what I was doing, she responded "Shelves in the closet? Happy thought, indeed!" which is pretty much the best thing anyone has ever said to me.); shredded old unused checks; reorganized my wrapping paper, ribbons, scrapbooking materials, paper and cardstock, sewing materials, yarn, etc.; and taken many many many bags of trash out to the dumpster.

While I've been doing all of this mucking out, shelf hanging, and organizing, I've been watching TiVo'd episodes of What Not to Wear. (It's one of my favorite shows that I don't really watch so much as have on in the background while I do other things.) Repeatedly Clinton Kelly (my third favorite gay man in the whole wide world, behind NPH and John Barrowman) has told the women on the show "The clothes you wear tell other people how to treat you." or "When you dress better, you'll attract a much better quality of man."




Clinton Kelly, you were right.

Apparently wearing a bleach stained BYU t-shirt and stretched out jeans screams, "Yooooooo Hooooooo 20 year old drug dealer who lives three doors down!! Come on over and hit on me in front of this stinky dumpster!! Oh, and could you bring your buddy carrying a 40 and your huge pit bull that's not on a leash?"

Maybe I'm being overly judgemental. Maybe this guy isn't a drug dealer at all. It's possible that all of those people who drive in to our parking lot, text him, and give him money without getting out of the car are all his friends who're repaying a loan. Maybe he has to talk to them out in the parking lot 'cause he hasn't had time to straighten up his place. I mean, most 20 year old thuggy guys are friends with middle aged twitchy eyed women....right?

Maybe this is the answer to the man plan. I could do worse, right? He's a self employed go getter and he loves animals. What more could I ask for?