Hip Hop Comes to Easter

I'm sorry! There is no way around a pun here. On my day off yesterday, The Chop and I ate lunch then took a nostalgic trip to the SuperWally.....where we spotted these.....

That's right: Diva Da Bunny and Dude Da Bunny. Complete with candy Bunny Bling. Seriously?

Hmmmm....

So after whining and complaining for 3 solid days, I decided (after even Lovey told me I was being bitter about it) that I would see the opportunity in my previous post rather than the negative. I *still* hate driving I-26 every day. Driving is sort of an exaggeration. It's more like rolling a few feet before stopping for 30 seconds -- then repeat -- for an hour. But turning this Titanic around could earn me great respect from my VP, plus perhaps a little chunk of change more???

Let's not forget that it will also make that mommy-part-showing-sucking-up-good-for-nothing-other-person-that-I'm-fixing-her-mess look stoopid. And isn't that worth it?

Please May I Have Another....

Because my team at work is doing so well, I *get* to go manage the other yuck team in town for 60 days. Quite flattering, yes.

But also

This means I *get* to:
-drive 3 times as far to get to work
-sit in traffic 6 times as long as it takes to get to work
-work (at least) twice as many weekends as I currently do
-work with a smaller team than I currently do
-work four times harder than I normally do
-use even more gas than I currently use
-spend more money on lunch than I normally do (no stove there)

all for no more compensation than I currently make. Um, thanks?

Pondering....

If one actually wanted to purchase a fanny pack*, where in the world would one go to purchase a fanny pack? Would it require a Delorean and a clock tower?

*Disclaimer: I do not want to purchase a fanny pack or receive one as a gift. I merely saw one in a picture and pondered. Hence the title.

I Want...No, I Need...No, I Want!

There is one computer in our house. It is usually tied up on motorcycle or cars or football blogs. Guess who isn't on it?

A few weeks ago, I spotted a mini-laptop at HH Gregg. It promptly got stuck in my head. I have made it my goal to have this little creature by my birthday or for my birthday. I don't care that it has a plug.

It is deceptively tiny. Like I could carry it in my purse like a day planner tiny. Imagine, I could blog anytime, anywhere about all the nonsensical stuff floating around in my head at all times instead of "splurt blogging". So need this. Want!

Let's look at it this way. The week after my birthday, Lovey bought EXPENSIVE speakers for the bonus room. The week after Christmas, Lovey bought a RACE BIKE. Therefore, for Lovey's birthday, I should already have this little gem.

Projected Projects

I've mentioned my new OCD. Well, I also have about a thousand ideas of decor projects in our house.

First up, the ugly (but free) parsons chair:

It's hideous, yes? This is going to live at my little desk area downstairs.

I'm also thinking of painting the formica top with chalkboard paint (this will be done on a day Lovey is NOT IN TOWN. Better to take praise for innovation later instead of being quizzed before hand, no?)

Here is a look at my perfectest office ever:

Pottery Barn, you had me from "project table".
And I'd have to have these idea boards:


My little project board is here:


The swatch in the center is burlap - $2.97/yard from the Wally - that is going on the ugly parsons chair. Trust me.

The fabric and trim on the left is going here:

Wow...that almost makes the parsons look good. Anyway, the wood will be painted gloss black, the fabric will be black and white with the lime trim. Yes, it is going to live in the green room.

The houndstooth fabric on the right.....I don't know.....it has to go somewhere in here - even if it is only on pillows.

So here are the "befores". "Afters" to follow...

Our Weekend

Pullo had a card for Lovey for Valentine's Day - and a big bag of Reese's hearts! Sorry for the crappy picture...

For Valentine's Day dinner, I had an odd request: chicken wings. See, I haven't cheated on my diet to any degree THIS YEAR so I felt it was only right to treat myself. They. Were. Heaven. Loved. Them. All...

On Sunday, I took inspiration from Jen Lancaster and made chocolate peanut butter cupcakes for Lovey's birthday cake.

Yeah.... They were that good! The entire house smelled like (non-tainted) peanut butter all day.