Moving has got to be the worst thing in the world. Uprooting everything in your house, our belongings in boxes, then trying to sort through the mess to find a place for everything under a new roof.

I, however, lucked out in this aspect...my things have been in storage for almost a year and a half. Going through my boxes while preparing to move was like having Christmas all over again. So many things I forgot I had...So much crap my ex-husband never picked up that went right in the trash.

But now I move onto the super fun part...cleaning, painting, coordinating when the utility people come to the house/vs my swing-shift scedule, hoping that my LR furniture fits!! ARGH!

BUT....the benefits of getting the hell out of my house far outweigh all these issues. I guess I can sacrifice my 4-day weekend for the sake of independence. :D

That is all.

Sadly, I cannot take credit for finding this. My friend posted it in her Live Journal.

Gotta love Niagara Falls....






:D

^^'Nuff said. :)

Andy Rooney's Comments on Women Over 30

This is for all you girls 30 years and over and for those who are
turning 30, and for those who are scared of moving into their 30's...AND
for guys who are scared of girls over 30!!!!...This was written by Andy
Rooney from CBS 60 Minutes.

Andy Rooney says:

As I grow in age, I value women who are over 30 most of all. Here are
just a few reasons why:

A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask,
"What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think.

If a woman over 30 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit
around whining about it. She does something she wants to do. And, it's
usually something more interesting.

A woman over 30 knows herself well enough to be assured in who she is,
what she is, what she wants and from whom. Few women past the age of 30
give a damn what you might think about her or what she's doing.

Women over 30 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with
you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course,
if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you, if they think they
can get away with it.

Older women are generous with praise, often undeserved. They know what
it's like to be unappreciated.

A woman over 30 has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women
friends. A younger woman with a man will often ignore even her best
friend because she doesn't trust the guy with other women. Women over 30
couldn't care less if you're attracted to her friends because she knows
her friends won't betray her.

Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess our sins to a
woman
over 30. They always know.

A woman over 30 looks good wearing bright red lipstick. This is not
true of younger women.

Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 30 is far sexier than
her younger counterpart.

Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off you
are a jerk if you are acting like one! You don't ever have to wonder
where you stand with her.

Yes, we praise women over 30 for a multitude of reasons.
Unfortunately, it's
not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed hot woman of
30+, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of
himself with some 22-year-old waitress.

Ladies, I apologize. For all those men who say, "Why buy the cow when
you can get the milk for free." Here's an update for you. Nowadays 80%
of women are
against marriage, why? Because women realize it's not worth buying an
entire pig, just to get a little sausage.

I believe I am addicted to bread & butter. I can seriously make a meal of bread and butter dipped in tomato sauce.

I'm assuming this is some weird Italian thing I get from my grandma. Then again, DiCamillo's bread is seriously addicting in and of itself. So maybe it's not just a wop thing? ha ha

Mmkay, I'm hitting delerious now, time for bed. :)

Dear Buffalonians,

Stop hoarding winter.

How is it possible to travel 20 miles from Lewiston (where it is still green, mind you) to Buffalo and be suddenly enveloped by a damned Winter Wonderland?!?

It's a conspiracy, and apparently the Amherst/Tonawanda area is in on it too.

A diagram is included below for your convenience.


A very disapproving,

~*~Dana~*~

Feel like I am approaching a crossroads in my life. Several issues have been swimming in my head for a while now and need to make decisions that could, quite possibly, affect several areas.

It happened this week:

• Total hard drive failure with no warning and the loss of everything on it.
  
• Half-expected denial letter from UB, resigning me to community college for at least a year.
  
• Fun doctor's appointment and the diagnosis of an outer ear infection.
  
• Several other interpersonal issues involving both the 'rents and my significant other.

And yet, I'm still in good spirits.

Realizing lately that I am more resilient than I've ever given myself credit for.

Poor (e:theecarey) and (e:ladycroft) just missed the new models.

Was dragged to the Apple store at the bloody Galleria Mall by my darling, Miss (e:theecarey). Seems that I am one of the few people she knows who has an iPod, so suddenly I'm an expert and this alone affords me the privilege of being dragged to that horrendous temple of mass commerce ON A SATURDAY!! ;)

Once we found the store (which I was convinced was to the right from the main enterance, but is actually to the left) we were joined by the lovely Miss. (e:Ladycroft), who was also in the market for something new, shiny and expensive. :)

Confusion (and several blurry pictures) ensued as we tried to compare models (there are so few to choose from now that the mini's have been sent the way of the dinosaurs), ponder expensive accessories and decide if the extended warranty plan was really worth an extra $60.00.



The kicker was when I stopped the Apple rep (Jake) in the middle of his sales pitch to another person, who was pondering the iPod Nano's and told him we needed two 20GB iPods when he had a chance. I believe he actually had to pick his jaw up off of the floor. (Thinking they must get comission.. lol)

In the end there was a very happy (e:Theecarey)


...even though her total iPod purchased looked like this:



and a somewhat happy (e:Ladycroft)


until there was the mention of cheesy pretzels... then we had a very happy (e:Ladycroft)



And then, as promised, we did partake of the pretzley goodness....



...which apparently made (e:Ladycroft) lose control of her tongue...




And turned (e:Theecarey) into an Aeropostale Unibomber?