Guilty as Charged!

I feel like a schmuck for not blogging in a more consistent manner and yet, a good description of me would be to say that I'm consistently inconsistent.I don't even want to try to give an update of my crazy life right now. We're just in the midst of transition and I know you all know what that's like. I've missed some sort of normal routine that I had with blogging and my life in general, but I also kind of like being in the middle of change.

So instead of an update I want to share some of my current guilty pleasures and then I want to hear about yours. A little tit for tat, so to speak! :-)

Mary's guilty pleasures:

1) Oreos- I love food, good food. I love to cook and enjoy fresh baked goods like the next guy, but there's just something about an Oreo that makes me happy. I can never eat just one; I need a few to get my fix. They satisfy the kid in me that needs the comfort of an Oreo and its creamy, white goodness in between those two delectable chocolate cookies! Mmmmm!

2) Vampire romance novels- I could give a shit if you're judging me right now! These books are pages full of unadulterated fun. Also, they get me randy and my husband appreciates the play he receives after I read one of those suckers!

3) Vodka/cranberry with a lime wedge- This drink is so fucking delicious it should be illegal! I so enjoy the tart of the lime and fruity smack of the cranberry. After about 2 when I have that cool buzz hanging on I just want that moment to last. Unfortunately I always screw that buzz up by having more and then I say or do something to make a complete ass out of myself! But for a brief shining moment all is right with the world.

My list could go on, but I don't want to reveal too much! *wink* Now it's your turn to get back in touch with me and reveal your guilty pleasures as of late. Let me in on some dirt people!!!

Like sands through the hourglass...

I lost my last post, which is a bummer because I blog so infrequently now. Life seems to be just too busy these days. I long for the days when I wrote about getting concussed while having wild sex with my husband! Luckily, I still have time for wild sex with my husband (candle holders have been permanently removed from the headboard, thanks for the concern), but no time to blog about it.

My latest escapade was taking all three of my dogs to the groomers. Jake, the wanderer decides to take off in the strip mall parking lot where the pet store is. Like a complete maniac I'm chasing after him, trying to entice him back to me with a piece of bratwurst I snagged from the fridge right before leaving home.

Since the parking lot is full of smells of all the other creatures that shop at Petco, Jake was too intrigued to come after the brat. I went back to the car to check on the other two dogs and my poor 3 year old who were all waiting patiently for my return, and then ran back to the strip mall when Jake decided to check out the crafts at Michaels. The damn dog had me sweating and running all over the place calling, "come here, Jake" in that sweet sing song voice, when what I wanted to do was to yell at him and make him into dog stew! I looked like a complete idiot, but I finally nabbed him in the scrapbook section and got him leashed.

I still had to drop him off and go get the other two and my son. By the time the whole ordeal was over, I felt like I completed my cardio for the week! I swear, it's a wonder I'm not an alcoholic! Sometimes the idea of being chemically dependent seems like such a great idea.

We're under contract with the house which is a HUGE relief!!! It aint over, though until the fat lady sings, or until Escrow closes, whichever comes first. Last week I had the elation of being able to accept the offer with the sorrow of my uncles passing. I went to Helena to be with my dad. He and his brother had become quite close in the last couple of years, so this was especially hard for him.

Along with dealing with all of those issues, my dad decides to spring his new girlfriend on the family and basically brings one of my sisters to tears with "I had the best weekend of my life!" Now considering he was married to our mother for 50 years and he had nine children, don't you think he may have been a little insensitive with the gushing? My sister thought so. She has had a difficult time dealing with my mother's passing, so the fact that he's not just "dating" but pretty hot and heavy with this "ho" has her reeling.

...and so are the days of our lives. The saga never ends. Maybe, I'll be able to post again soon on the uncle-dying-dad's-an-insensitive-bastard-with-a-new-ho-sisters-a-basket-case tale! Wouldn't that be fun?

FYI...I'm not dead

Just so you know I haven't fallen off of the face of the earth. Life being what it is has kept me incredibly busy. The house is officially on the market and we've been showing it for a week. We entertained one offer that wasn't great, but the corker was that the buyer wanted us out on the 31st and that was just way too soon for us. Right now I'm just busy keeping the house as neat as possible with three grubby boys and running around like mad with all of their activities. A few weeks back Craig and I ran in the Ice Breaker 3 mile road race which was a great experience! We also had a garage sale which was very successful.

In the mean time I was able to go through so much stuff. Almost ten years of accumulation was pared down over the past few weeks. It feels awesome to purge so much crap! The great thing about going through boxes you haven't looked at in years is finding treasured memories. I found a box of letters I'd saved and found some real gems! My favorites are the ones I found from my mom and brother who both died in the last couple of years. To read something that they wrote long hand and to hear their voice in your head after missing them these past few years really made me so happy that I'm a pack rat!!

Of course, I also read letters Craig wrote while he was out of the country during our engagement. He was so good about writing each and every day. He never left out how much he loved me and couldn't wait until we were married. Unfortunately, when you write each day, you do have a tendency to run out of things to say. So as I was reading several of these letters I had to laugh at the detail in which he wrote about the mess hall and how he meticulously described his meals.My trip down memory lane made all the pain in the ass of going through so much crap worth it. I'm ready to have some quiet time now. I just really want to sell this house, go into Escrow and veg out for the next few weeks. I miss blogging and checking out all of my favorite blogs, but you all know how it goes. Sometimes you're just too damn busy for even your favorite things.

In all of the craziness I also decided to have a Cinco de Mayo party. I'm not sure what kind of crack I was smoking because I was trying to prepare homemade Mexican food while leaving the house periodically to show it. We did have a ball and many margaritas were consumed. Craig apparently needed to blow off some steam because he kept pouring us shots of tequila which I, of course couldn't turn down. In spite of all the shots, we stayed up to get the house show ready and cleaned up all of the evidence of the reverie. The rest of the weekend was blessedly quiet. The first quiet weekend in quite some time. It was a welcomed change to our frantic pace.