Monday, February 28, 2005

Remodel? I don't know what you're talking about.

Axel and Lindsay came to visit Saturday night and helped us polish off nearly two cases of beer and a little bit of Vodka. It was really fun, especially the part when Axel and Paul started ripping the barn wood off the walls in my basement. They went at it with a crowbar and a hammer for about 20 minutes. Lindsay and I were watching and taking photos from the stairs and we were laughing but there was a little part of me that was crying on the inside. Why you ask? Because I woke up Sunday morning staring at a basement not only full of broken, dry, old, sharp pieces of broken wood all over the place but also walls full of flaking paint, mold, and nails. And yes, I did say mold. I had to drench each wall in Bleach and open all the windows, it sucked. AND it's freakin cold down there. It's like 15 degrees cooler than the upstairs. I can't wait until we start insulating that wall; it's going to be so nice down there. I know I've promised pictures and I will deliver! I'm gonna bring home a camera and take a few snap shots tonight - I'll have them up and ready tomorrow morning....promise.

Friday, February 25, 2005

This week really flew by. I'm glad it's close to the weekend though.

My brother took two days off and this weekend and went snowmobiling....I never thought I'd say this but I hate it when he leaves. I like to talk to him sometimes.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

I wish I was skinny. I mean I wish I was muscular skinny so that I wouldn't look skeleton skinny but still skinny. I wouldn't have to worry about looking bad in an outfit or "fat" days, it would be cool. I would never have to worry about health/weight problems or stretch marks and whatnot. I could eat whatever I want and not gain a pound. It would be awesome.

Why do we think like that? Why are we so trained to think like we're all overweight? Why should it even matter?

I need a donut NO a granola NO .... damn it.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

I am such a nerd! I haven't felt this way about class since I found out I got to take Advanced Criminology AND Drugs in Society class in the same semester in college. Oh I am such a nerd! I'm only two classes away from getting my Builder's License and two weeks away from starting my construction class that will certify me to be a Construction Industry Technician -- which is just a fancy name for saying 'I know how things work'. I can't hold it in anymore, I'm so excited. I'm such a dork!

I think someone in the neighborhood hates us. I can't tell if it's kids or adults because the things that have been happening to us are either ridiculously unenthusiastic pranks or like a passive type of provocation. Someone has realized that we hate those stupid circulars that always appear tied to the railing on our front porch every week so we protested by letting them pile up. So then we start to get more of those same circulars but this time they're bigger and in bags. So we refused to pick those up and started kicking them on the lawn. Now on Monday, I came home and those boneheads left FOUR phone books on my front porch, FOUR. Now please tell me what the hell I'm going to do with FOUR phone books. No seriously. Who in their right mind would think that a single household was going to need FOUR phone books? I hate you! I hate you whoever you are!

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

Tales of a Supercilious Blockhead

--my dad : "yea we're attempting to sell the place"
--blockhead : "oh really"
--my dad : "yea we're thinkin about moving down the street. these guys need more space I think" (he points at me)
--blockhead : "well what about in the back there" (he points outside to the building in the back of our yard - to a decrepit old storage building crammed to the ceiling with old parts and cars and other crap, "why don't you make that her office - you know you could put a phone and a desk out there" he then looks at me, laughs, and smiles
--my dad : laughs a little and smiles
--i look back at this guy like I'm really not impressed with that comment..thinking : 'you know it just wasn't enough for you to demand that I check up on your guys, do your paperwork, and make everything easier for you --- you HAD to make that comment - you arrogant ass piece of shit, go back to your office and stay there'.
--blockhead : "so are you the heir apparent?"
--my dad : "no Adam's older"
--blockhead : "oh I see"
--me, arms crossed thinking 'I'm going back to my office before I let this guy have it'
--blockhead : "well ok so we got everything?"
--I'm already walking through the door.
I hate this carpenter dude. he's standing outside of my office right now. I hate him I swear. UGH i hate him

Monday, February 21, 2005

I had a pretty good weekend. Saturday I was hanging drywall, the little stuff Paul didn't want to deal with. Before that I went to Kohls to find another sweater for work - something other than the cheap crap I've been wearing for weeks. I couldn't really find anything I liked because everything is Spring time clothes and I wanted a sweater but, right before I was going to give up hope, I saw my new purple sweater. Then.....I cracked myself in the jaw with a hanger. Yea. How does that happen you ask? Because, me being a complete dumbass, start to cough and reach to cover my mouth with the same hand I'm holding the sweater in. I felt like everyone was looking at me so I paid for the sweater and rushed out of there like there was no tomorrow. I'm an idiot.

Sunday Paul and I worked pretty hard on the basement remodel. He finished building the small wall under the electrical box then started removing the old carpet from underneath the laundry machines. I sanded and put the second coat on of mud in the storage room and finished sanding the bathroom - getting it ready for it's second coat. If I push hard enough tonight, I might be able to second coat the bathroom, finish sealing the benches in both rooms, and then prime by Wednesday. I'll bring home my camera and post some before and after photos tonight. It's not completely finished but it's certainly getting there.

Sunday night we just bummed around. We were both exhausted from working alllll day on the basement. Adam came over to do the driveway and he stopped in to take a look at our progress on the basement. He told us it looks pretty good which was nice considering we worked so hard earlier.

I'm gonna be kinda bored today. Since good ole mother nature decided to blanket us with a couple inches yesterday, I can't do much work today. I guess it could be ok - I don't know. Maybe, maybe not. Whatever.

Friday, February 18, 2005

You know the cranberry muffin from Tim Horton's is good, but the blueberry is better. That's prolly why they sold out of 'em this morning.

I have a meeting at 8:30 to discuss cleaning up mud and trash at the University of Michigan. I have a love-hate relationship with the ending of some jobs.

My sub asked me to send him over a list of extras he installed. He asked to receive it either last night or this morning. If I wanted to be a dick, I could just not tell him what extras he did because not only should he know that information but I only stand to lose money the more he knows about the extras. (Sigh) My father tells me that "WE don't do that in this company" so I'm sending him the info - but not til this afternoon. Take that blockhead.

Thursday, February 17, 2005

So my coughing has gotten slightly better. I'm still breathing with a dry throat but the number of coughs per hour has lowered. The reaction to the medication is still around as well which 'mad sucks yo'.

I had a dream earlier this week that involved me acting in a movie like Bram Stokers Dracula (which is a hot movie by the way). I was Winona Ryder but felt like that chick in Queen of the Damned that wanted to be a vampire. I was an evil 19th century woman who wanted desperately to be a vampire but couldn't for some reason unless Keanu Reeves said "whoa" and Sir Anthony Hopkins turned into my evil friend Hannibal. Weird huh? god I love vampires.

That reminds me, I require the following movies:
--Interview with the Vampire
--Bram Stoker's Dracula
--Hannibal
--Silence of the Lambs
--Queen of the Damned
--Underworld

I always thought it would be funny if someone made a commercial that showed all these different lamps and then ended up at a scene with a guy staring at the camera, pulling the lamp chain, turning off the lamp, saying "silence of the lamps", then clicking the lamp back on, staring at the camera, pause, then going 'ree ree ree' like in Psycho, then a voice-over-guy comes on and says like "Movies on demand" or something. Ha that makes me laugh.

I coulda won that stupid task on THe Apprentice. I woulda been like "listen here people, the idea is vampires, lamps, and Dove's Refresh campaign - GO" Ha! That woulda been great.

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Why is it that when I get sick, it's to the fucking extreme? I don't extreme drive or extreme work or extreme what-the-fuck-ever - why the hell do I have to have extreme illness?? First, I have this respiratory infection that won't go away. I have these 500 mg tabs of antibiotics that I have to take - two once a day. Side Effects include and I quote "Diarrhea, nausea, vomiting, stomach upset, changes in taste, and headache". I've been taking this for two days and I can officially check off every side effect on that list. I'm required to ingest these awful pills for seven, count 'em, seven fucking days......I'm going to cry now.
You know what my Valentine's Day was like? I woke up nearly crying. I came down with a little cocktail of laryngitis and bronchitis Friday night and it hasn't yet left my system.....even today! I'm sitting at my desk for the first time this week and I'm sweating, coughing, and freakin miserable. My boss just walked in and said "oh you look good today". I'm seriously going to have to go home. This sucks ass. For all those who had a great Valentine's yesterday - I hate you, I hate you so much.

Friday, February 11, 2005

I had a pretty good sleep last night. I passed out right after ER and didn't wake up til 5:40ish. I usually wake up at 5:15 but it's Friday and I decided to try something new.

Paul has tomorrow off and I'm really excited. We talked about hauling some behind on the basement project; finishing roughing out the bathroom and storage room and even getting to the laundry room. I am so excited. I really want to get a shit-ton of work done this weekend. I seriously don't mind if I have to get up early tomorrow if it means we can work longer. I've been dying this week because we haven't done any more construction. I have such a craving to build it's not even funny. Well, alright so I don't do THAT much in terms of 'building' - I do more of the detail work and deconstruction but I still love watching how our ideas/plans become real. OH this is gonna be so great!

Thursday, February 10, 2005

I went to this Design Expo yesterday with my brother and tended our SMRCA (Southeast Michigan Roofing Contractors Association) booth. We wanted to volunteer cause we thought it would be good for our careers, BUT as soon as we got there we knew that it was definitely not a show for selling our roofs. It was mostly contractors and suppliers and it's not that they're bad, we'd just do better with owners and general contractors.

We ran into a guy that used to work for us and just to goof with him, we told him that my mom retired from this business. My brother played along but as soon as we got to the car, he's like "where did that come from?" Then I told him about all the stories about this guy and how he would bug you about what kinda weekend you had or what kinda news you found out blah blah blah. In short, he's a little nosy sometimes. So from time to time I would throw some bad information his way and then he'd tell everyone about it. When he found out the info was bogus he'd get all mad at me and stuff. I didn't care, he shouldn't be that nosy anyway. I asked him about his kids and his inspection reports but that's about it. He's all "how's your mom, how's your dad, how's Brian, how's Tom, who's job was this, who's working with who....." You know, trying to find out the inside info. I hate it when he does that. So I do what I can to goof with him sometimes. It's these minute moments that give me joy and happiness in what I do.

He's a good guy and a great roofer. Sometimes he's seems like he has some ulterior motive other than just being genuinely interested in the people in my business. It bugs me greatly.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

Correction to last post: Ok I know I said 'happy lent' which kindof an oxymoron but not really because lent isn't very happy at all - celebrating the death and rise of my man JC but.....errr.....ok on second thought, scratch that, "have a healthy lent" - how's that?
I feel skinny today.

Paul and I changed our diet right after New Years and we've started to notice that our clothes aren't as tight as they used to be. I mean, I don't think we've lost THAT much weight but it's enough that we noticed. It took my brother and I a few months but we started going out to lunch together every day so I started eating samiches instead of fast food for lunch. Paul's been trying to avoid fast food as well so he's been going home for lunch. At dinner, we can't seem to get enough of these Lean Cuisine Skillet dinner things. They're so good and less calories!!! If we want something else to eat, we usually have a yogurt or orange or those baked chips or pretzels. It's not a total psycho diet but we've really adapted to it and it seems to be working.

I think I know what I'm going to do for lent. I haven't been to church since the wedding - so I think my lent promise is to go to church every weekend. I'm giving up an hour every Saturday or Sunday morning. Yea! I feel good about this one.

Happy lent!

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

We saw THE MANCHURIAN(sp?) CANDIDATE and COLLATERAL this week and I can't decide which was better. I guess if I had to choose, I'd probably say COLLATERAL only because Denzel and the FBI chick have been in a couple of movies together like John Q and there was another one that I can't remember. Well then again Tom Cruise is one of those guys who always gets the mission impossible type roles but the difference with this one is that his character actually dies. I like that.

Anyway, the folks came over last night to check out the basement progress. Why is it that whenever they say they're coming over I feel this intense desire to clean clean clean. I'm surprised really. I thought I was over the whole 'quest for approval' thing but apparently not. I should work on that. Anyhoo - so we're getting to the point where we're ready to mud and tape in at least the bathroom. The storage room is going to be a little bit because of the stupid pipes but we'll fix it soon hopefully. I'm gonna be ready for paint this weekend I swear!!!!

Monday, February 07, 2005

Paul and I went to a Superbowl party last night hosted by one of Paul's Discount people. It was really nice to finally meet the guys he's always telling me about but there was one drawback. I have a tremendously low tolerance for drunk, clingy women. Last night I thought of them as the "drunk and bubbly wives club". I swear there is only some ladies that I can handle being that way but most....no not really. Anyway, so I got the feeling I was supposed to be part of this "club" and I really tried hard not to judge or disrespect but I couldn't bring myself to become drunk and bubbly just because I'm a wife. Which is another thing too.....the whole night I was referred to as "Paul's wife". I understand that they don't know me but come on, when women meet you it's "oh nice to meet you Jackie - hey Sue, did you meet Jackie? Heeeey Jackie!" Why can't it be like that? Instead of "hey did you meet Paul's wife? Hey don't stand in front of Paul's wife!" I'm not a piece of property boys. Also, there was this one guy that reminded me of "that guy" - you know, the one who, if he's lucky enough to go to a football game, dresses up like a cheap mascot and screams at the other team "you suck, we're gonna kick your ass!" when really people just showed up to watch the game and don't really care who wins. Yea, the dude owns a store....totally boggles my mind.

With the exception of those few things, it was a good time. Played Euchre, lost...you can only win with a hand of Queens and Nines so much. It was fun.

We worked on the basement this weekend and got a hell of a lot done. Finally no more plumbing issues! yea! I cleaned the new bathroom and cut out sections of carpet to throw away. By Sunday, we had 75% of the drywall up in the bathroom, the building trash was all removed, and the carpet was cut out, the old pad was scraped off the concrete floor, and prepped for new flooring. Well, I didn't get to all of the carpet because I couldn't move the washer, dryer, and tub, and I didn't have the energy to finish the small section under the breaker box. My back was burning too. In fact, my neck still hurts this morning. We got it most of it done though....which is cool. Hopefully tonight we can finish the remaining little bit then I can mud and tape this week. By next week, painting could possibly begin and then I'm posting pictures of our progress.

You're gonna love it, I swear. You're truly going to love it.

Thursday, February 03, 2005

I'm motivated to kick ass today....only because my dad was a total ass yesterday and I'm pissed at him today for it. Ok, well I'm more mad at myself for not telling him to f-off but I can deal. I'll just use this anger to fuel my efficiency at work....plus I'll probably still be pissed at him. He can f-in deal.
I'm motivated to kick ass today....only because my dad was a total ass yesterday and I'm pissed at him today for it. Ok, well I'm more mad at myself for not telling him to f-off but I can deal. I'll just use this anger to fuel my efficiency at work....plus I'll probably still be pissed at him. He can f-in deal.
I'm motivated to kick ass today....only because my dad was a total ass yesterday and I'm pissed at him today for it. Ok, well I'm more mad at myself for not telling him to f-off but I can deal. I'll just use this anger to fuel my efficiency at work....plus I'll probably still be pissed at him. He can f-in deal.

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

We went food shopping last night and I got sour gummy bears. Yummmm...

I don't think I have ever been this busy my whole life. I mean, even when I had 6 classes, I still got everything done and on time. Now I go to work, I have a bid to finish and I get 17 calls about this job, this person, that job, the broken pump, etc, etc. Then all of a sudden, two or three weeks roll by and I still don't have the stupid bid done. I've never felt so unprepared or constantly behind ever.....

Oh well. At least I'm working.

My tongue is gonna get all bumpy cause I can't stop eating these delicious sour meijer gummy bears...mmmmmmmmm bears.......They smell so good and the best, the best is when they melt in your mouth - all soury and gummy and everything - oh so gooooood. tee hee, I feel like Cartman - "ooooh sooo gooooodd"

Tuesday, February 01, 2005


That's me, I'm a workin stiff. Posted by Hello

You know Wilson...from Home Improvement? That's my brother. Posted by Hello
I have a wicked craving for ridin' and gummy candy. Good thing it's February now, Valentine candy is for sale!

I drank a whole bottle of wine last night because I remembered that in just over 2 months, I only had two beers....on New Years Eve. That made a whole bundle of sense last night.