Saturday, December 29, 2007

Freedom

So, I had a breakthrough today. I am to the point where I want to rid my house of all it's junk. And so I spent the day in our bedroom and our walk-in closet. I have MOUNDS of clothes for Goodwill and trash to take to the dump and previously filled storage containers that are now empty. And things are nicely labeled in their correct containers and neatly placed on their correct shelf. And all is well with the world.

But, there is one thing I did today that surpasses all this. One thing that could possibly save my sanity in years to come. One thing that could (if my calculations are correct) save me more than 2 1/2 hours every year for the rest of my life (3 minutes per week...52 weeks in a year). One thing that takes me one step further from complete OCD.

Today, I stopped folding underwear. I am getting rid of my neat little underwear sorter. I have resorted to a basket in which I will place such undergarments. And from this day forth, I will not fold underwear. Yes, people, I am a free woman.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Save the cheerleader...

...have weird dreams?

About 2 episodes into Season 2 of Heroes, I decided that I'd start watching and then quickly realized that there were many things I didn't know that I needed to know to watch this show. So, I found a Season 1 Heroes marathon on the G4 channel and sent TiVo on a 24 hour mission.

That was in October. A bunch of new shows started then things got ridiculously crazy around here with life and holidays and such and 24 episodes of Heroes patiently waited in our TiVo Now Playing list. Then FINALLY one day I started watching...and I kept watching....and watching...and watching...and 24 episodes became 20 and 20 became 15 and 15 became 9. And last Friday I watched FIVE episodes in one day and on Saturday I watched FOUR episodes in one day and yesterday I watched 2 episodes. And for the last three nights I've almost saved the world in my dreams. One night I had all the super powers but no one would let me use them. Then the next night I tried to decorate the Christmas tree with my super powers. And last night there were movies about Hiro Nakamura being made and if he hadn't seen them, he would kill people who tried to watch them before him.

And I still have two more episodes before I can pick up where I left off in the 2nd Season...will the world be saved???

Note: I realize that I've just revealed the fact that in the past few weeks I've watched 22 hours of TiVo in addition to the shows I already watch. I also realize that classifies me as lazy. And for the first time in a long time, I've actually had more than 2 minutes a day to breathe, so I'm ok with that. :)

Monday, December 10, 2007

Only In My Family...

My super fabulous and very brave sister-in-law, Lori teaches 5th grade. The other day, she sent me an IM that simply stated "Your uncle is pissing me off." I immediately BURST into laughter at this, what might seem strange to others, comment.

Now for a moment of clarification: This uncle of mine that she is referring to is a student in her class. No, he's not an old man who never made it out of the 5th grade. He's 10. And apparently, a little annoying.

And now for a moment where pen, paper and the drawing of dysfunctional family trees should be considered for understanding: My dad's dad (Papaw) used to live in GA, where common law is recognized as a legal form of marriage. He met Linda, who has 3 sons. They lived together for many years and were considered married by common law standards in the state of GA. Upon moving to NC, a state that doesn't recognize common law marriages, they continued to live together, but obviously according to the government, were just 2 people who wanted to shack up.

Move forward several years... Linda's youngest son met a girl. Girl already had one small baby. Youngest Son and Girl get pregnant. New Baby arrives. Youngest Son and Girl decide that they can't properly care for Baby and New Baby. Linda decides she will care for them...and adopt them as her own.

So, even though, according to the government, Linda is not, by law, married to my Papaw, and therefore, not my step-grandmother, making Baby (Callen) and New Baby (Junior, yes, Junior) not my legal "uncles" it's still pretty stinkin' funny to think that my 10 year old "uncle" is the one in the 5th grade classroom making Lori's day.

Montel, anyone?