La Jeune Fille

Just wanted to stop and wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving while my pie's in the oven...

*Sniff sniff*

...What's burning?

Ahh! My pie! Gotta go! Have a great one!

This past weekend my mom and I undertook the task of reconstructing our entertainment center...

My "brilliant" idea.

(The weekend before that we had tiled the entryway and underneath the entertainment unit, which now looks beautiful. See below...)




Ahem, so back to my "brilliant" idea...

One evening, or maybe it was a Sunday... Anywho, we were watching HGTV (which always gets me to believe that I can redecorate my entire house for only $500, pfft) and it dawned on my how ugly our entertainment center is. It's a really tall entertainment center where you set the TV inside...

I figured, if we take off the top and cut it down and reattach the top we can set the TV on top! Brilliant idea no?

Want to know how the story ends? Scroll down.

Before...



After!



Who says construction's a mans job? Haha... Actually I would... I will never take on something like this again... I hate circular saws.

I really think it'd be nice if dogs could talk... Or maybe just mine. Sometimes I'd really like to know what they're thinking...

Earlier this morning my dog was laying on my bed next to my with his head on my lap. I was working away on my laptop and he clearly wanted attention, attention that I was trying so hard to deny him. And he just sat there, staring at me and wagging his tail. He was wagging it so hard that I could feel the movement through the bed. At that moment it would've been really nice if he could just TELL me what he wants.

Do you know how hard it is to try and get information from a dog?

It amazes me how cute kids can be sometimes... Thanks 'Cali Girl' for sharing this with me!!!

Dear inconsiderate jerk driving the car in front of me tonight,

Yes you. I saw you, I know what you did... Throwing your garbage out of your car door and into the street... I cannot believe you did that, and your lucky my father was in the car or else I would've taken your trash and followed you around until you parked and thrown it at you... Okay, maybe that's an empty threat but that threat shows you just how much I DON'T appreciate you littering. Stop being lazy and pick up your dang trash and put it where it belongs. Or else next time I'll ram your car... Another empty threat? Maybe... There's only one way to find out.

Sincerely,

The person who believes the earth isn't your trash can

*Inspired by Clear Girl Goes Blog

So you're probably wondering why I haven't updated you on my status on training for the 5k in February...

Well, just to let you know. I haven't dropped the ball (training wise), I've actually started running on the treadmill at my gym instead of outside. Because of the time change, during the week when I wake up at 5.45 it's still super dark outside and that doesn't exactly motivate me to jump out of bed and go for a run.

Especially in my neighborhood...

Thankfully my college is right down the street and their gym opens at 6am for all those crazies who like to get their workout in before the crack of dawn. Like me.

Anywho. I don't know if it's just me but doesn't it seem like it's easier to run on a treadmill versus the track???

Since I've made the transition to the gym I've been able to get up to a mile and a half! That may not seem like much to you, but to me it's huge!!! I've NEVER in my life run more than a mile...

And when I was forced to run the mile it was in middle school and part of the time my friends and I'd walk... We were too cool to run, for reals.

So that three mile goal seems a little closer now.

Yay me.

sucks...

I have a new found appreciation for people who work in construction... It is NOT easy!!! I had a dinner party this past Saturday. Not only was it for the express purpose of the enjoyment of my friends all together in one place but to get the entryway in our home tiled (aka ulterior motive).

Since my mom purchased the home back in 2005 it's been under a constant state of construction... Do you know what that feels like? No? Well let me explain...

The moment we (meaning her, cuz at this point I was still living on campus... Thank God!) moved into the condo she ripped out all the cabinets and appliances in the kitchen and gutted the bathrooms, bought new appliances and cabinets, replaced the carpet and wood floors and repainted throughout the house... Ambitious much?

Since then nothings been the same... I don't even remember what base board looks like... I was so used to having a concrete entryway that every time I walk through the entryway I stop and stare at our new beautiful tile!!! Which my mom and I installed... Okay, so she layed the tile... But I helped with the grout which is really the hard part... It's like mud and makes a mess. Think youre OCD with washing your hands 20 times a day??? Try again, after spreading the grout over the tile and into the cracks you have to let it dry...

And then wash it... Let it dry... Wash it... Let it dry... Wash it...

Get my drift? It's an OCDer's fantasy.

After washing it so many times your body just aches! My mom's amazing cuz I only helped with the grout and washing part, she had to lay the tile too!!! I'll post a picture of it later! It's beeyouteeful!

On to the base board!!!