Made for each other

Driving home from a baby shower this weekend the following conversation took place:

Me: Babe, you know what I hate about the wood floors
Husband: What’s that?
Me: That now, when I pick a booger I can’t just flick it on the floor because then I can see the booger or maybe step on it.
Husband: You know, I was just thinking that same thing, the other day I had a booger and I had no idea what to do with it anymore.
Me: See babe, we really were made for each other.

Moving on uppppp to the top

I wanted to take pictures of the house to update the Clusterfuck blog but then we started moving in and it got a little messy so I didn’t. Tomorrow I am going to do a quick clean so I can take photos and give you and idea of how fucking amazing this place is. Seriously. You can’t even understand where I’m living. The colors came together just right and the rooms and the accessories and the hardwood floors, well I’m just saying WHERE HAVE THESE FLOORS BEEN ALL MY LIFE? Hard wood is different then Pergo too. Especially these because they are old so there is dips and bends and history and it’s not just uniform. Some little updates and antics.

Last night my mom and I were on a rampage for curtains. As a last ditch effort we went to bed bath and beyond. That happens to be located next to World Market. While we wandered around World Market we noticed this beautiful dining room table. We also noticed it was solid wood with two leaves, can seat ten and WAS ONLY $399.00 FOR THE TABLE AND FOUR CHAIRS. Now! You’re probably wondering why we needed a table. Well! When I was young my parents bought me a house. Since I was a child and obviously in a drinking party phase we bought a lot of cheap furniture for me. One of those things was a table. Since I was young I didn’t understand why you needed trivets when you put hot stuff on the table. Over the last seven years my table has acquired the nicest little family of hot spots a table ever did see. When we moved my dad offered to sand my table and re varnish it. Only problem is half way through we discovered my table was really veneer under the wood and now we couldn’t put the honey Polyurethane on it because you could now see veneers. So he then attempted to paint it. But, since it was cheap all the flaws in the wood veneer came out. Needless to say the whole thing turned to shit and I reallllly needed a table. I hemmed and hawed about it, and left the table at the store. This morning I looked at my little 4 person fucked up table and sent my husband to the store to get a new table with 6 chairs. They over charged him though. Turns out the sale sign expired on September 21st and they forgot to remove the sign. Luckily they were nice and they honored it and gave us back the money. Turns out the table alone was originally $900.00 and I got a table and 6 chairs for $520.00. Score huh?

My mom watched Codi today for a long time. We unpacked and hit up a baby shower. After that my friend came over with her kid. Her baby started screaming and the next thing I know my boobs turned to rocks and I had to go dig out breast pads before I leaked all over the house. I find this funny because I had just put the brand new box of breast pads in the garage sale box because, “I don’t even leak anymore.” Oops

This house has crazy water pressure. Ask me how many times I’ve turned on the sink put my hands in the water and shot my whole shirt with water.

My husband is going to kill me right now because I’ve started all that “no just a little more to the left, just an inch to the right.”

All of our food is still at the old house in the old refrigerator. So we have our pantry stocked and moved but as far as the rest of the food, well we have butter, creamer, ranch, and umm oh milk. We are eating like kings here. Jack in the Box, Taco Bell and Papa Murpheys. Yeah we are doing good. Last week we made some pasta and I made too much. I had some left in the fridge, just the bare noodles. The other night I was so hard up for dinner I put pasta, olive oil and garlic powder together and called it dinner.

I have a list taller then me of shit I need too. Not want NEED! Stuff like anti slip things for the tables and beds. Or felt things to put on the bottom of the chairs so they don’t scratch the floors. I need lamps. I have no bedroom lamps or living room lamps. I need a damn end table. It is driving me bat shit crazy the stupid little things I need.

Anyway, I’m going to clean the house up and move some boxes around tomorrow so at least I can take some semi presentable pictures for y’all. You will be stunned at the change. I plan to also take video of the house so you can see how it all flows better then pictures. Along with that I will do room by room before during and after photos.

Coming soon we will talk about spiders. The massive amount of spiders we have here. Short furry quick ones, small ones with legs like needles, black widows, scary ones, odd ones, and spiders that disappear just when you try and smoosh them. We’ll talk about how I found a spider in Brandon’s little car he drives, right above where he would put his leg. He never would have known or seen it.

Insurance is reimbursing me for most of my loss too. They are depreciating it all, then after I buy the stuff again they will pay me the difference when I provide receipts. It’s taking forever though. I haven’t paid my bills in like two weeks because I don’t have a desk, or computer or BRAIN!

There have been about 40 funny things that happened this week that I really should have blogged. I just haven’t had much time to sit down and blog it all.

Anyway thank you for putting up with my lack of blogging lately. I appreciate it. You are all the best!

Tiddly bits!

If you want to read more about my cousin running away, GO HERE!

Next! I’ve mentioned a few times that my husband has a hot sauce habit. I’ve always wanted to capture this on film but never had the chance. Now that I have my handy iPhone that takes such great pictures I was finally able to snap a picture.

Presenting to you, my husbands Mexican Pizza from Taco Bell and his 9580847808 sauces (and his middle finger).

Would you even believe there was a pizza under there? 7 years I’ve been with this guy and it still makes me giggle every damn time.

I bought new couches today. Well okay used ones from Craigslist. They are from Macys, down cushions with beautiful slip covers. Only one problem, the guy who owned them smoked. Not a little smoke A LOT OF SMOKE. We are having the couch base steam cleaned by the carpet guy and the coveres dry cleaned and we are going to see if they can dry clean the cushions. However I’m sure there will still be some lingering smell. SO! Bloggy world who has the best suggestion for covering that smell until they air out enough.

Also the couches are white. We want to have them dyed. Do you have any idea who dyes slip covers? Do you call upholstery people or dry cleaners or who??????

In other news because of the piece of shit robbers breaking the glass in my room and the cops and people walking all over my clothes it was decided they all needed to be washed. Plus I needed to wash my sheets, Codi’s, Brandon’s and the spare beds sheets and blankets also. Plus all the towels were due and some other random things. Finally I gave up and said we are going to the laundry mat. My mom came with me and so did Ginger. Ya’ll my mom is a laundry mat maven. She was commandeering those washers like nobody’s business. She had shit in the dryer before Ginger and I could even say fabric softener. This meant we had a lot of clothes to fold too which meant Ginger had a lot of time to watch the kids.

Shockingly she did not even lose any (see above link)!!!!

We have been staying at my mom and dads through all this and there are some things that drive me nuts. My mom has no spoons. Seriously she has like one. Well one normal spoon and then 15 loooooong ice cream type teaspoons (you know the milkshake ones). It makes me insane I love spoons. They are my favorite utensil. Spoons for coffee, and cereal, and soup and ICE CREAM! The other thing making me crazy is I HAVE NO CLOTHES. As I mentioned all my shit had to be washed. The stuff that wasn’t trashed in the breakin was tiny skirts, or pants that were too big or too small and all of my long sleeve shirts. I grabbed some stuff the first night and then everything else was packed. Soo since last Monday I’ve lived with one pair of sweats, a pair of jammie pants, a pair of yoga pants, a pair of jeans, one pair of socks, 3 undies, 1 bra and finally two shirts. One dressy white one that I keep getting dirty and one normal tank top. Ya’ll I need more clothes.

I’m mega embarressed to admit my love for America’s Next Top Model. This means I have to admit how devistated I am that I wasn’t able to watch last weeks big make over show. Uggg! Someone tell me just how good it was.

I’m thrilled Dan won Big Brother also. Thrilled. I love that he played so well and won.

The song playing on my blog is from a cd my mom gave me when I moved out. I love it, and it reminds me of all the chaos in my life now. You will notice I don’t play a lot of new stuff on my blog. I do like new music but honestly I prefer the older stuff. I love my moms music and I love a lot of the music from middle school and back in the day. Seriously I love to rock out to some Offspring! I haven’t posted it yet simpy because I worry it might be a little loud for those of you opening my bog at work.

I haven’t been blogging much because things are pretty crazy here but I didn’t want to stay MIA for too long. SO. There you have it, a few things in my life from the week. Later skaters!


Things are fucking crazy lately. With the break in, the attempted move, and fucking 15 year old kids running away! I will take some pics of the house tonight so you can see the progress we have made. The way it’s looking we can possibly move in by this weekend, but I won’t hold my breath since we are now dealing with the above mentioned 15 year olds bullshit!

My neighbor lady is really nice and very crafty and has agreed to do both the boys rooms for me. Brandons room will have a full wall shelf with old fishing paraphernalia on it. Thing old rods and reals, nets, tackle boxes and so on. Also a shadow box with different fishing lures. Codi’s room will follow his same antique truck and star routine. She is creating some giant light up star night light thingy to go above his crib with nothing but plywood and Christmas lights.

We just purchased some awesome used slip cover couches for the main living room off Craigslist. Our game room is going for a FULL OF BOXES, NO GAMES BECAUSE THEY ALL GOT STOLEN kind of look. It’s all the rage.

Heard from insurance today. He was putting in our claim and would get back to me midweek on what, if anything would be reimburresed and refunded and so on. I love waiting. Haven’t balanced my checkbook in over a week because it’s all so chaotic right now.


I’ll post pics tonight if my brain remembers!

The break in

Earth Shattering
Yesterday I woke up sick. I thought about staying home sick until I remembered that no one gets rest with a nine month old at home. I came to work and the events of the day left me cranky so around 5:30 I decided I was just taking the kids home and give them baths and pass out. When we got home Brandon ran to the door that leads from our garage to our house to open it. The door was locked which was very odd considering we have never locked that. Inside my head I thought to myself “Someone is probably in my house right now and they locked the door to escape.” (Yes I really am that paranoid all the time)
We walked in and ran to the bathroom because I had to pee. Brandon stripped naked so that he could get in the bath. I sat Codi down in the car seat and walked to the master bedroom so I could grab the bath seat out of my tub because the boys had used my bath last. I walked up to my bedroom and saw this.
The first thing I thought was, “what the fuck did the boys do now.” Then I looked a little harder and saw this.

I realized suddenly that something was not right. I peeked around the corner and noticed the curtains blowing and saw a few shards of glass. I turned around grabbed my kids and ran to the neighbors. I did not know if they were in the house or not but I did know I had a few guns in the house and I sure as shit wasn’t going to get shot in my home with my own gun. I called the police from the neighbors house and was told they would get to it when they could. The neighbors mother stays home with their kids all day and she told me she saw two young kids walking out of my backyard around 10:30am. When the neighbor asked why she didn’t say anything she replied, they looked young and maybe Filipino so she thought they were just friends of Robs leaving through the back. I waited a long time and finally I walked over to the house and grabbed a Tshirt out of the garage to put on Brandon. Rob arrived home and since he had his gun he went into the house to make sure it was safe he was sure they would not be there since the lady saw them leave early. He was right. I left the kids with the neighbors and we walked in. the first thing Rob noticed was my worst fear. They had taken two of his guns. Two registered handguns are now in the possession of kids twice described as no older then 17.

Upon further inspection we found the Playstation 3 and Wii had been removed from our bedroom.
All of the Wii controls, Wii steering wheel things, Playstation wireless cords and so on were gone.
They tossed my bed (that is my bedding that the moved into my bedroom)
Our closet was totally trashed. The basket there on the floor held every single love letter, flower or sweet nothing I had given Rob. It is all smashed, torn and ripped now.
My jewelry box was hidden under those pants on some shelves. It contained my Tiffany, my 3 pairs of diamond earrings, and a necklace from my husband among other things.
The drawer there on the right IS NOT A DRAWER. They fucking pried wood off wood trying to steal shit.
Our computers were located on my coffee table. We have a floor jack that the charger plugs into. They ripped my couch apart to rip the cord out of my floor even.
That is where my Nintendo used to live.
This is the back sliding door that I’ve been so terrified of since the day we moved in. It is located right next to my bed.

They shattered the whole thing…with one little rock!
We realized they broke the fence in the back of my house because my house backs up to field. We think since the neighbor saw them walk out empty handed that they stashed everything behind the fence or just handed it over to friends. The police were able to find footprints from my yard up the hill behind the fence. I am going back now to document the rest of the losses since I have no idea what was really stolen.

I am only thankful that my family and kids are okay. I’m even more thankful that a week ago our computer guy was here and in a random act of faith he backed up every single one of the 7,000 pictures on my laptop. I’m thankful he set me up with Mobileme and my accounting program was backed up.
I am stunned that this happened just over a week after we had the alarm system removed from our home. It was removed and re-installed into the house we are remodeling. I was so mad that we had it taken out early but that was when the appointment could be done so it was what it was. The odd thing is, if you look in my front window you can see the hole where the alarm was. The boy who lives on the other side of me said two young kids knocked on his door earlier in the day asking if Andrew was home. He said no Andrew lived there so they went to my house.

To answer everyone who asked it is the house we currently live in, not the one we are remodeling. Also, someone asked why I’m not more angry. You were correct in assuming that I was in shock. It feels surreal. I don’t know how I feel about it. My husband is angry, ANGRY! I’m thankful my kids are to young to remember and that no one was hurt.

I’ll update after I speak to insurance.

Well shit

My house got broken into today. My husbands Macbook, my Macbook Pro, our PS3, Wii, NES, cash, jewlery, two guns and various other things are gone. They entered by shattering the sliding glass door to my bedroom. They dumped out every drawer in my room and every single thing in my closet now lays on the floor. I’m the most bothered by the guns. The neighbor said they saw two teenage kids walk out of my back yard. That means two idiot teenagers are out there walking around with guns registered to my husband. They also have all of my passwords, every photo ever taken of both my children, my accounting info and lots of other random things.

Will post more when I know more!

So you’re hungry for some Italian

I got asked where you can find Johnny’s Little Italy here in Reno. The actual name is Johnny’s Ristorant√© Italiano. It was called Johnny’s Little Italy back in the day before his son took over and got high class, but us die hard locals only know it as Little Italy. The food is amazing. I ordered Basil Gnocci which was divine. We each got a Capres√© salad which was so sweet and made just right. The tomatoes weren’t bitter, they were juicy and firm. There was a generous portion of basil and a great ratio of mozzarella. Their balsamic rocked too. My husband got their Bruschetta which had a portabello mushroom basil one, a shrimp, a sausage, and a classic tomatoe. They were great! He got a shrimp scampi pasta which he loved. For desert he had a Tiramisu and I wanted to steal it. I got amaretto chocoalte cheese cake that tasted like a big hunk of crazy thick chocolate pie. They serve bread too. Half fresh sour dough and half fresh rosemary. I walked away in the happiest place ever. If you want to visit Johnny’s here is the info, YOU WON’T BE DISAPOINTED!

Johnny’s Ristorante Italiano

(This is not a website, they don’t have one yet)

4245 W 4th St
Reno, NV 89523
(775) 747-4511