1. I was late to work yesterday (stupid snow)
2. The one bright spot of the morning (yesterday) was the first person who saw me complimented my hair (and seeing as how I'm like a week overdue for a haircut, that was pretty cool)
3. The dude beside me in yoga class breathed like Darth Vader
4. Forgot to decorate a coworker's cubicle for her birthday (oops!)
5. Tried some new lotion of Angela's...loved it...gotta get some....it's Shea Cashmere hand cream from the True Blue Spa collection. Bath & Body Works here I come!
6. Got a haircut today (gonna try a slightly new style...hopefully)
7. Sat through a boring meeting at work, daydreamed during most of it
8. Splurged at lunch today hehe had Taco Bell (mmm)
9. My boss complimented my work (because I pretty much rock at my job)
10. (because of #8) Ran 2 miles :-)
Now, let me go count my blessings because even though I have a kinda monotonous life at times, I have a sweet husband who loves me (and sometimes spoils me), a cat that's cute as a ladybug, and family and friends that are the best!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
The lint trap story...
You may be wondering what this is...or why I posted it on this here blog... well, this pic, my friends, is a pic of the lint I pulled from my dryer lint trap tonight. Now you're probably thinkin' that's too much lint... have ya been drying a herd of sheep or what?
If you know me, you probably know I'm pretty forgetful sometimes. (I'm the yet uncrowned and unadorned post it note queen.) It seems I've not emptied the lint trap in a few loads... I'm a weekend laundry girl. So over the weekend I probably did three loads. But the thing is, I probably didn't empty the trap last weekend either. hehe Oopsy!
That's my segue into "the lint trap story." When Anthony and I got married, we had both been living at home with our parents. Now I had done laundry, but Mom was cautious about what she let me loose doing. ha (There was the time my dad ended up with some pink undies because of a stray red item Lyndy didn't notice in the load...and then the time I washed his brand new overalls and turned everything else in the load a lovely sky blue in the meantime...sorry Daddy!) My mom's dryer was one of those where the lint trap, the tiny little lint trap, was in the door. So when you opened the door, the lint kinda stared you in the face... Anyway, when we got married Anthony's parents blessed us with a brand spankin' new washer and dryer as our wedding gift. *Note: I did not read the user manual. So inexperienced laundry-doing Lyndy did laundry to her heart's content... for weeks... and weeeeeeks.... until one day I noticed this little rectangular thingy on the top of the dryer. I flipped the sucker open (out of curiousity) and what to my astonished eyes did appear but a big ole HUGE wad of LINT! Or maybe I should call it a block of lint. I mean seriously...it was like 3 inches thick and "longer than a rake handle" you mightsay exaggerate. It was so much that it had bent the metal mesh trap thingy just so it could hold it all. Someone later told me that was a fire hazard. Praise the Lord that isn't a part of this story... but you would think after that, I'd be really mega extra super duper careful about that. But I'm not perfect...and other, more important and interesting things apparently cloud my mind. :-P
So that my friends, is my lint trap story...
If you know me, you probably know I'm pretty forgetful sometimes. (I'm the yet uncrowned and unadorned post it note queen.) It seems I've not emptied the lint trap in a few loads... I'm a weekend laundry girl. So over the weekend I probably did three loads. But the thing is, I probably didn't empty the trap last weekend either. hehe Oopsy!
That's my segue into "the lint trap story." When Anthony and I got married, we had both been living at home with our parents. Now I had done laundry, but Mom was cautious about what she let me loose doing. ha (There was the time my dad ended up with some pink undies because of a stray red item Lyndy didn't notice in the load...and then the time I washed his brand new overalls and turned everything else in the load a lovely sky blue in the meantime...sorry Daddy!) My mom's dryer was one of those where the lint trap, the tiny little lint trap, was in the door. So when you opened the door, the lint kinda stared you in the face... Anyway, when we got married Anthony's parents blessed us with a brand spankin' new washer and dryer as our wedding gift. *Note: I did not read the user manual. So inexperienced laundry-doing Lyndy did laundry to her heart's content... for weeks... and weeeeeeks.... until one day I noticed this little rectangular thingy on the top of the dryer. I flipped the sucker open (out of curiousity) and what to my astonished eyes did appear but a big ole HUGE wad of LINT! Or maybe I should call it a block of lint. I mean seriously...it was like 3 inches thick and "longer than a rake handle" you might
So that my friends, is my lint trap story...
Monday, January 24, 2011
Tinsley loves the sink
It all started with a trip to the master bath to wash my face...cue the cat -
Step 1: Get in (dry) sink and sniff Lyndy's new makeup bag
Step 2: Try to get my big self seated in corner, no good, sniff faucet instead
Step 3: Look at Lyndy and wonder why the heck she's takin' my pic
Step 4: Sit beside sink and be cute since Lyndy's gonna take my pic regardless
Step 5: Plan next move...that "girl stuff" is like an obstacle course between me and my prize...the fake grass I love to chew...clearly this will require strategy
Final step: Give up!
Step 1: Get in (dry) sink and sniff Lyndy's new makeup bag
Step 2: Try to get my big self seated in corner, no good, sniff faucet instead
Step 3: Look at Lyndy and wonder why the heck she's takin' my pic
Step 4: Sit beside sink and be cute since Lyndy's gonna take my pic regardless
Step 5: Plan next move...that "girl stuff" is like an obstacle course between me and my prize...the fake grass I love to chew...clearly this will require strategy
Final step: Give up!
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