


It's been a few years since I've had a scanner. I finally broke down and asked for a super-duper printer with all the frills. Well, I wasn't actually thinking about myself. Research papers are becoming more frequent and our other printer is massive and a pain in the butt. I thought I'd get this grand contraption so I could have some fun too. On that note, let the fun begin!
This right here is fine, as long as it doesn't keep up much longer.

It started with my pastel colored gown. I was chilly so I added Cosme's plaid shirt. My legs needed some cover so I threw on a pair of jeans. Cosme was running a little late so I went outside to get his truck going. Ouch, that wind hurt. I grabbed Eric's jacket next. I continued on with my morning routine and stopped for a minute to realize what all I was wearing. (At this point I had already taken off my black flats.) Not only did it not match but only half of it was mine. Just think, I actually considered wearing this to take Eric to school.
Oh wait, I had to move my hair so you could see my earrings. Aren't they huge? Check out the eye makeup. It's rare for me to cake it on like that. Christmas parties and Halloween are the two exceptions. What do you think about that tie? I picked it out. I love it. We match well, don't you think?
Eric let the cats in the kitchen after we ate to give them a little sample of lunch. They really liked it.

We agreed to get him this guitar for his Christmas and birthday presents. He wanted it early for a jazz band show so we also agreed to get it if he'd trim a little more off his hair. After the agreement, the jazz band show was put off. So now we're all happy. Eric has his present and I'm through shopping! I told Cosme it just won't be right since Eric doesn't have anything to open on Christmas and we'll still have presents...so maybe we should go ahead and do Christmas early as well.

Not really. This is posted under the "tamale fixins" section of their ad. Hmm, I wonder what the people that sell tamales in the grocery store parking lots out of their trunks use. I don't even want to know. Whatever it is, I'm sure they didn't pay 59 cents a pound for it. blgh.
I think I'll stick to chicken from now on. Don't get me wrong, I love me some overcooked bacon. And ham? mmm. I first of all don't like mystery meat. And second, if I'm going to eat something I for sure don't want it smiling at me beforehand.
It's pretty and all but I sure do like fall.
I have been eyeing them for the longest time. I've needed a pair of black shoes to wear out with my jeans. I decided to quit putting it off and get these now that fall is here. After all this time, the size 9 was still there. Isn't that amazing? They look like me, don't they? Get this. I brought them home and was admiring them when I noticed the pattern and thought about this necklace I love.
How perfect is that? Yes, they're the same brand and I got them both from Cindy but still. I just love it when things like this happen.
in the room. I found this hat at Target yesterday. There was no way I could pass it up. In the process of getting it on Strat, one of the pupils fell off.
I think Strat felt obligated to comfort Lucille.
"It'll be okay Lucille. Just ignore that crazy lady and let her get her kicks. It won't last long, I promise."

Why? Because I don't want change. I finally joined the NRA. Now, if that Winfrey chick would promote it, all the mindless "I can't think for myself-I need a talk show host to guide me" Oprah lemmings would do the same. Fat chance. Well, I do have a mind of my own and I'm using it. (Attention Oprah lemmings: it's quite refreshing to think for yourself, you should try it sometime.)
"The Constitution shall never be construed … to prevent the people of the United States who are peaceable citizens from keeping their own arms." – Samuel Adams
I'll drink to that. It won't be Samuel Adams Boston Lager, but I'll drink to that.
I wouldn't say I have OCD, but there are a few things that really don't rest well with me. I iron Cosme's workshirts before hanging them. I like to hang them in order of color, starting with black and ending with brown. (I base that on what he has, not the color wheel. Oh and fyi, white falls between gray and light blue.) Anyway, I like for this order to be kept. See?
So, when Cosme puts on one shirt but changes his mind about it, we end up with this.
I'm trying to deal with it. Sometimes I'll take it down to redo it. Lately I've just been undoing the fold. It's something I'm working on but to know it's hanging there like that bothers me. I thought of that because I spent the majority of yesterday doing laundry.
Other than that stuff, not much else is going on. Just ask Strat.
Oh, I'm sorry, he's busy holding the piano down. Let's try Lucille.Sorry Lucille, I didn't mean for you to have to open your eyes.
Hopefully the cable guy will get here soon. I don't think I can handle all this excitement.
Look at how much he got rid of.
Almost finished.
Here he is this morning. Flat-ironed, styled and ready for the quinceanera. I don't hate it, I'm just not used to it. For the record, it's up to him to get it ready for school. If he can't take the time to fix it like below, he can wear it like the picture above.