Tom’s stuck in bed with a horrible pressure wound. Our neighbors helped us figure out a way to get Tom outside on an air mattress, thankfully. I call it Tom’s palace. I feel its fit for royalty!

The first day the palace was built, though, we didn’t get him out because it was too hot and Tom wasn’t feeling up to moving around. The second day, we had to take the palace down because of a storm that came through… of course, the storm lasted all of 20 minutes. And, then, the humidity and heat kicked up again. Today looked like rain all day long, which made us hesitate to put the palace back up again. We honestly can’t wait to use it… but we’d hate to get out there and get stuck in the rain!

I’ve found some photo booth software online for $40. It can be personalized per event and can be uploaded directly to the internet or printed off. I’m super stoked about this, and can’t wait to find $40 to buy it for Fowler Fest.

How much would you pay for photo booth pictures, btw?

My domain is coming up for renewal, and I can’t quite find the change to renew it yet.

The van’s licenses are due, which also means its time to pay my personal property tax. (Yes, I know they’re due at the beginning of the year… I never have the money to pay them then. And, the penalty is minimal.)

So, I guess I’m just waiting for someone to shake the money tree over us.

Past that, we’re chugging right along.

Tons, I tell you.

Can I get rid of any of it?

No. (That’s the simple answer.)

So, I finally thought of an idea to help create a little extra space in my tiny little world.

Okay, I didn’t think up the idea. Otherwise, I’d be a millionaire. No, instead, I helped the inventor become a millionaire by buying this:

vacuum bag sucker thingee that makes things smaller to store

to make these easier to store:

heavy thick blankets that we love but take up too much room

and these too:

even more blankets, cuz we need 132091238 of them

So, you gotta cram your blankets into the bags, and then ya gotta find the hole, like so:

the hole to suck out all the air in the bag

And, then this happens:

you are now witnessing the sucking action

Finally, it ends up like this:

airless sucked bags - mucho smaller-o

Which, makes Sheila’s small little world a little more spacier. Okay, notsomuch. But, it did help with some of the storage issues I was having.

Final product?

130123098123 sucked up blankets

Now I wanna put everything into vacuum bags and suck all the air out!! Its entertaining, I promise you!

PS – Sponsored post? Really? Not at all. Not enough people read this blog for someone to pay me to post about this crap!

Which quickly led down a slippery slope when I decided to check out some of their older performances online.

We started with Peter Paul and Mary singing Puff the Magic Dragon, promptly followed by Right Field, then … as I scroll down, I see Peter Paul and Mary with Donavan and The Smother’s Brothers?

Of course, I’m intrigued.

(I promise, though, its not nearly as intriguing as it looked.)

Then, the trip down memory lane made me check out some more of The Smother’s Brothers videos, because… well, gosh, they’re just down right entertaining, in my opinion.  I made Tom watch several of the clips with me.

Somewhere, down the line of The Smother’s Brothers videos comes The Who performing on the brother’s comedy hour.  What a rowdy bunch of kids they are, you know?  And, as they’re finishing up My Generation, I ask Tom… “Is this that one show that the one thing happens to the drummer?“  At that moment, the ‘thing’ I’m talking about happens, and Tom says (without missing a beat), “It would appear so.”

Yeah.

Well, after The Who, where do you go?  I mean… that was some excitement there.

So, we decide to bring it down a notch and settle in for some good old fashion Simon and Garfunkel.  I loooooove their music.

Let me say it again:

LOVE!

I could listen to Simon and Garfunkel all day long with no problems.  The harmonies?  Amazing.

I’m fairly certain that Tom and I watched an hour or so of their random videos.

Good stuff.

A wonderful musical night!

What do you enjoy listening to on a mellow evening?

Needless to say, storage is an issue.

Well, let me rephrase a little: We have too much crap. We are pack rats. I am not an organized person by nature. All this added into a house with minimal storage (no basement, no attic and no garage) is an issue.

We do have a shed, though.

And, when we moved in here, we promptly filled up the shed (in a haphazard way) with junk. When I say ‘filled’, I mean ‘mostly shoved in and hoping it won’t fall over on someone’.

Tom and Paul have been discussing the Great Shed Rearrange since we moved in.

Well, today Paul decided to empty the shed.

Without telling us.

Which is a mixed blessing.

I’m thankful that its a nice day, therefore Tom will be able to sit out there and supervise it all. Yet, I was not in the mindset to take on this task today.

I think I’m going to play the “Its not my stuff” card on this project!

At all.

I know I just did a meme, but I’m bored.

Here’s another:

1. Do you like blue cheese?
I sure do, actually.

2. Have you ever smoked heroin?
I’ve never even seen heroin… not that if I had seen it I would of smoked it…

3. Do you own a gun?
a water gun

4. What flavor do you add to your drink at sonic?
I don’t. Do you know how much extra sugar that is?!

5. Do you get nervous before doctors appointments?
I don’t have doctors appointments, so if I’m going to the doctor, I’m very nervous.

6. What do you think of hot dogs?
I think they’re horribly misunderstood

7. Favorite Christmas song?
I’d be better off telling you which ones drive me nuts

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
Diet Coke

9. Can you do push ups?
is it a matter of life and death?

10. What do you order at Starbucks?
I make Elizabeth order for me.

11. What’s your favorite piece of jewelry?
The necklace Tom got for me for Valentines day years ago

12. Favorite hobby?
photography

13. How do you eat your eggs?
cooked, please, with a fork

14. Do you have A.D.D.?
uh, no

15. What’s one trait that you hate about yourself?
like, a physical trait? my teeth

16. Your eye color?
brown

17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment…
gosh, I’m bored
I should really make an appointment for my car to get fixed
hm, maybe I should do my taxes

18. Name 3 things you bought yesterday.?
Diet Coke, a salad from McDonalds, Tom’s RXs

19. three drinks you reguarly drink?
water, Diet Coke, … and, uhm, Diet Coke

20. Current worry right now?
have I gotten all my debts taken care of?

21. Current hate right now?
my still runny nose

22. Favorite place to be?
on the lake

23. How did you bring in the New Years?
eh, just another night

24. Where would you like to go?
on vacation

25. Name three people who will complete this?
uhm, I don’t know.

26. Do you own slippers?
I think I might own a pair. I wore Tom’s last, though.

27. What shirt are you wearing?
a purple long sleeved one

28. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets?
I never have

29. Can you whistle?
not if I’m smiling

30. Favorite color?(s)
Green

31. Would you be a pirate?
would Johnny Depp be there?

32. What songs do you sing in the shower?
I don’t sing in the shower, oddly enough

33. Favorite girl’s name?
Adeline or Abigail

34. Favorite boy’s name?
Thomas

35. What’s in your pocket right now?
I don’t have any pockets

36. Last thing that made you laugh?
I know I laughed last night, but I don’t know what specifically made me laugh

37. Most frequently dialed phone number?
Elizabeth, Trish or Tom

38. Worst injury you’ve ever had?
does a kidney stone count, cuz yikes… that sucked

39. Do you love where you live?
it has its pros and cons

40. How many tv’s do you have?
2

41. Who is your loudest friend?
my cousin Heather

42. How many dogs do you have?
zero

43. What are you thrilled about right now?
this stupid unexplainable rash / hives I have on my hand

44. Do you have a crush on someone?
Johnny Depp

45. What is your favorite book?
I don’t have one, really

46. What is your favorite candy?
chocolate! I love Take5 candy bars

47. Favorite Sports Team?
the Chiefs? I don’t really follow sports

48. What song do you want played at your funeral
I haven’t thought about it seriously – I’ve thought of a couple funny ones, though!

49. What were you doing at 12 AM last night?
addressing wedding invitations with Elizabeth

50. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?
why don’t I turn off the ringer on the phone before I go to sleep

• My furnace stopped working today.  So, after looking it over and knowing I had no idea what I was looking at, I had to call a service man… on a weekend.  If there was any way that I thought I could of held out until tomorrow, I would of done it.  But, its been hovering around 5 degrees at night – and there is no way that Tom’s body can cope with that.  Anyhow, it cost me $210 for him to clean a wire which was hindering my furnaces ability to register to turn on… Great.
• I worked more this last week at my part time job than I have all winter, it feels.  Ironically, it’ll all go towards the credit card bill that I charged the furnace repairs on.  Yay.
• I literally haven’t done much this week at all, minus going to work.  I barely got over to my mom’s on Sunday night, and didn’t stay very long at all.  I was supposed to go see my Grandma this week, but didn’t manage to get out of the house to do it.  I’m going to see about stopping by her work on Tuesday to see if we can match schedules later in the week.
• My cousin’s fiance is having twins in … April?  One boy and one girl.  My family is having a shower for her on Sunday.  If anyone has any baby stuff they want to give to someone who could use them, ship ‘em to me and I’ll pass them on.
• Tom has posted twice on his blog within a week, I think.
• My latest addiction is checking Craigslist nearly daily.  I’m not looking for anything, and haven’t gotten anything.  But, I don’t want to miss out… you know what I mean?  I’m hopeless.
• I haven’t been blogging much, obviously.  But, unless you want to hear about my watching What Not To Wear, Rock of Love 2 or Scott Baio is 46 and Pregnant, you probably aren’t wanting me to blog right now.  (I don’t know why I’m addicted to these shows!!)

My sister has gone and decided to get her tonsils taken out on Tuesday.  She has requested access to my DVD collection, which is neither extensive or impressive.  But, its a little different selection than her own.

I still have not taken down my Christmas tree.  I have no excuse except that the storage boxes were outside in the shed, and its been freeeeeezing here.  Therefore, I didn’t want to have to go get the boxes.

Its supposed to be 60 degrees here today.  So, I should really get those boxes out of the shed – pronto.

We may possibly have a guest towards the end of January for about a week or so.  This would be really nice for Tom and Paul both.

As soon as my mom picks out what color she wants her bedroom painted, I’m going to help with all that fun stuff.  She says its my fault because I bought her a new bed set… I’ll take the blame.  No problem.

I’m waiting impatiently for my W-2′s.  I’ve owed money the past two years.  I’m wanting to see what the damage will be for this year.

I’ve yet to pay my personal property tax (on the car and van) yet, either.  I’m praying for a nice tax return to take care of the personal property tax.  It won’t happen, I’m sure.  Although it sucks, I’m very aware that the penalties involved in late personal property tax are not extensive… so, if they must be paid late, so be it.

I’ve literally had nothing to talk about for the longest time now.  I’ve really tried hard on this post, working my brain for something to post about…

I hope you’re mildly satisfied.

But, just in case you have been totally stalking me (because I can’t even be bothered to look at my stats), this is my lame update.

I need to clean my house.  STILL.

If there is anyone in western Missouri / eastern Kansas that would like to come do this, out of the kindness of their hearts, please let me know.

I’m just soooooo not motivated to dust ceiling fans and nik naks.  Let alone vacuuming under furniture and scrubbing the floors.

Especially by myself.

Ugh.