If I'm really good

When I think of the perfect holiday scenario, I think of being able to relax and enjoy a few extra days off work. Last year, I almost lost it. Thanksgiving and Christmas were spend running here and running there and staying at get togethers for an hour so that we could run to the next one.

I don't want to sounds unappreciative of the fact that we get to be near our families. I know some of you don't have that option.

Matt and I both have large extended families. My mom has 2 sisters and 3 brothers. My dad has 7 brothers and 2 sisters. Matt's mom has 11 siblings and his dad has 10 I believe.

This year, for Thanksgiving alone, we have 5 places we are supposed to be at in three days. For Christmas last year we went to 8 different gatherings, including work parties.

When is the relaxing part supposed to take place?

The other day, I had an epiphany. Next year, I want to run away during Christmas. Go on vacation. Somewhere warm. We don't have kids. This could be done.

I texted Matt and told him my idea. He said I'd have to be real good until then. That includes, acting like I'm having a good time when we are going 15,876 places in the next 6 weeks. (I'm not the most social creature.)

Here's to dreaming.....

Question & Answer Part 2

I really don't have anything new or exciting to talk about. Minus that we went camping over the weekend and had a great time. The boys absolutely love camping.

I had a few more questions to answer so, here you go.

From Katie @ The Adventures of Josh and Katie

When you were little what did you want to be when you "grew up"? I think I wanted to be a teacher. But really, don't most kids?

How did you know he was "the one"? I knew Matt was the one when I told him everything about me and he didn't turn and run. And maybe something to do with the way my stomach felt the first time we kissed.

Do you believe in regrets? Or just learning experiences? I do regret some things but once it's done, it's done so I try not to worry about it and just learn from it.

From Mrs. S at The Adventures of Mr. Superman and Mrs S.

What would you do with a million dollars? A lot. First, I would do whatever it takes to get pregnant. Then, I would pay off our house and truck. Then we would build a house (not real big) in the country with lots of land so that no one could live close to us. I would want an underground pool with a slide and a hot tub for the winter time, a green room for my plants, granite countertops and nice cabinets, and the biggest walk-in closet with lots of clothes, shoes, and purses. We’d have a huge fenced in yard, so the boys would have plenty of room to run.

Then, I would pay off my mom and dad’s house so, mom would quit working and watching my kid(s). I’d drive to Alaska like I want to. I’d keep driving my car, until it fell apart. I probably would work less so I could finish school quicker. As in, I’d work Tuesday through Thursday from 9-1. I’d buy Matt a tractor and a four-wheeler so he’d stop talking about getting one all the time and if we were living in the country we would probably need one. I’d probably get a rabbit, some turkeys, a baby goat, and some ponies.

I would donate some of it to the VFW in our town because they are broke as a joke. I’d donate some money to the animal shelter, too and maybe adopt some animals, no cats though. I would probably buy a bigger camper but keep ours. Then, I’d save the rest.

Now, I really wish I had a million dollars. *Sigh*

Hope you all had a great weekend!

Nut Donut Dreams

I usually don't remember my dreams. Sometimes I will say something in my dream but also say something out loud and wake Matt up.

Sometime in the middle of the night I was having a dream. I was at the doughnut shop. I wanted a doughnut with nuts only. No cream filling. No jelly filling. To be more specific, I believe I wanted a cake doughnut with nuts.

Outside of my dreams, doughnuts with nuts on the top are the only ones I really like. Once in a while a doughnut with sprinkles is good. I'm not really a fan of sweets and to be honest if I eat a doughnut early in the morning, I will have a belly ache. I would say I maybe eat 3 doughnuts a year.

Anyways, I was at the doughnut shop demanding a doughnut with nuts only. They didn't have one with only nuts. The had one with nuts that had jelly in it but I don't like the jelly filled doughnuts. So I said I'll just have a coffee with two cremes and two Equals and a small Dr. Pepper.

I must have been at the drive through because my car wouldn't start. So the doughnut shop employee brings me my coffee, my Dr. Pepper, and a new key to my car. They she says I owe her somewhere along the lines of $70 to $80. I said for what? She said for making the key. (Apparently they make keys at the doughnut shop.) I insisted that I never asked her to make me a key. This must but where I woke Matt up. I think I said out loud, "You gotta be f-ing kidding me."

Matt woke me up and asked me what the hell was going on and I told him what happened. I was laughing hysterically. I'm not normally very happy when I wake up in the middle of the night but this was different. I felt like such an idiot and all I could do was laugh about it.

Then this morning, the first thing I though of when I woke up was getting a nut doughnut on the way to work. Matt told me to buy a dozen of them so I would sleep better tonight.

To be honest, I'm not even sure the doughnut shop is still open or if it even has a drive through. I had all intentions of getting a doughnut on my way to work but then I remembered that they give me a belly ache.

Maybe tomorrow.....

Bye bye summer school

I had my final last night. I got a 98% on it. I needed a 58% to keep my A in the class. My teacher asked me after I was done if I had even learned anything in the class. I did, a little.

In the fall I am taking Comp II and Sociology. I'm trying to take everything I can at night and at the off-campus facility that is close to where we live. I don't think I'm interested or motivated enough to take online classes.

At the rate I'm going I will be done smoking by next weekend. I'm chewing a lot of gum. I don't even really like gum because I have had a reoccuring dream for at least a year that I'm chewing a mouthful of gum and its stuck all over my teeth and gums and I can't get it off.

What's your favorite gum?

CCR concert

This morning I had a dream that I was at a Cross Canadian Ragweed concert. (My favorite band, ever. Little country. Little rock.) I was having a good time. I thought the music was extremely loud though. I heard them play three songs.

Turns out song #1 was my alarm going off, song #2 was my husband calling to see why I wasn't at work, and song #3 was my mom doing the same.

I wasn't at a concert. I was late for work. Booh!

The Smart Me

I just got home from school. The class I'm taking this summer is Practical Software Applications. Tonight we had a project in Excel due. It could be anything we wanted. I did mine on... well I'm not gonna bore you with that. Its work related and unless you know anything about grain bins, cubic feet, and density it wouldn't make any sense. At work we already had an Excel spreadsheet for inventory of grain bins that basically only multiplied two numbers.

Well I made a new way better spreadsheet. One of my formulas was so long that I couldn't complete it in Excel 2003. I had to finish it up on my laptop with 2007. I'm usually pretty modest but my project blew everyone else's in class away. My teacher said it was "excellent" more than once. No one else got an "excellent."

The old dude in my class said that I should write spreadsheets for people in my share time. Sign me up. How the heck would I start doing that though?

I guess after not being in school for 9 years, I forgot that I am smart. Until I started going back to school, I really didn't have to exercise my brain too much. I love it. Granted, I'll be glad when actually have a degree. Someday I would love to work from home. I just don't know where to start.