Wednesday, August 21, 2019

Shit Teh German Said #32





Teh German (tG) about dinner:  Mmmhmm, I'd eat here again.



tG: I was sad this morning that my cup had the wrong lid on it.
Teh Megan (tM): My bad.
tG: You always say how everything has a place and what goes together.
tM: We've found the one thing I'm not an anal asshole about.
tG: ...Every asshole is anal.



tM: There's this dog I follow on Instagram named Socks.  I wanna name something Socks.
tG: There's a whole drawer over there of socks you can name Socks.
tM: I know there's a drawer of socks there, my socks.  And I have a drawer of your socks.  I put the socks in the drawer, I've rearranged the socks in that drawer.  I'm always dealing with the socks!
tG: Well, that socks.



Teh German farts.
tG: That one didn't pay rent and had to leave.



tM: Is it too spicy for me?
tG: Uhh, probably.  Do you want me to suck the sauce off so you can try the meat?
Teh PT Wife: THAT is true love.



tG to Meri: Your head is very heavy today.  Are you having heavy thoughts?



I laid down on the couch with Teh German.  The dogs, who had been playing upstairs, brought their shenanigans downstairs and both dogs jumped on the couch we were on and were stepping on us while continuing to play bitey face.
tM: Ahhh!  I don't like abusive family time!
tG: That's the only kind of family time in this house.



Teh German, while tucking Pax into bed: Be careful how you put your paw, Big Boy.  When you get old you can't just put your pieces how you want.  Take it from me.



tM: Do you hear that?
Teh German listens.
tM: That's the sound of productivity calling.
tG: I can't hear it.



tM: You have some crazy beard hairs going on.
tG: But it's soft though.
I touch the beard.
tG: Right?
tM: I mean, for pube hairs, sure.
Teh German laughs.
tM: I'm glad you laughed, that could have been weird.
tG: I married you.



I pretend to bite Teh German's elbow.
tG, snatching his elbow away from my mouth: No chicken wings for you today!




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Monday, August 19, 2019

Weekend Review {08/19}

FRIDAY

Friday was work.  My hair lady moved to a salon in BFE, so I had to spend half my life driving there to get my hairs done.  Maybe some of that was an exaggeration, but Waze said it would take 40 mins to get there from the office, which is like half my life, soooo.  My hair actually looked pretty good, to the point that she said, before she started, that it didn't really need to be colored, but we both knew my roots were gonna start being super obvious and my opportunities to get my hairs did were about to drastically reduce once school starts aaaannnnndddd we had an event that night sooo fancy hairs would be nice.


Said event was an Aquarium After Hours event, featuring "Beer From Here" aka local breweries and some noms.  I'd say the beer and food was free, except it wasn't since we had to pay for tickets to go.  But, it was worth it.


Even I had some tastings.
Selfie with Liberty the Bald Eagle.

Petting the sea critters

Neighbor Besties

Asshole reef killers.

Teh German was "eaten" by a lego shark!

After beer drinking was finished, we had agreed to stop by Dairy Queen on the way home for dessert and we pulled into the drive through at 10:07 and the witchest bitch mumbled, "We're closed" no less than 3 times, which was so many because we had to keep asking her what she said and she's mumble the same way and we wouldn't understand again.  I hate people like this.

We went home, dejected and dessert-less.  Teh German went over for smoking time and I stayed home and went to bed.  It was not a sad decision for me.  I slept like a motherfuckin champ with both earplugs in and Teh German didn't even rouse me when he came home and came to bed.


SATURDAY

I had to pee at during-the-week-wake-up-time, which was annoying, so I peed and fed the beasts so Meri wouldn't wake me again in an hour for breakfast, and then went back to bed.  Teh German and I woke up around 9 and decided on a plan of action: breakfast, walk the dogs, adult/house things.

I made eggs and toast for breakfast and then we walked the beasts in the drizzle turned full-on rain.  When we got home, everyone got toweled off, 2-Leggers changed into dry clothes, bully sticks were distributed, then home improvements/chores were started.  It rained all day, so it was a perfect get-shit-done inside day.


Curly, wet Monkey-Doodle

I love when he closes his eyes because my scritches feel so good.
#WellTrainedMom

When sorting the laundry is no longer a thing.
#SorryNotSorry

After getting the laundry started, I headed downstairs to try to install a pot lid organizer in the cabinet.  I posted my debacle on Snapchat and then didn't save it before it expired, oh well.  I installed the organizer, almost screwed a screw through the front of the cabinet door because the screws were too long.  I finally managed to get the fucking holder attached to the cabinet door with lids in it.. annnddd thhheeennn the fucking cabinet door wouldn't close because we have pull out shelves in the cabinets.  There was no way to make it work so I gave it up and took it down and vowed to return the damn thing to Amazon and then just went back to my ghetto pot lid organization with command hooks.


I looked at the pantry door shelving to start installing it and the instructional images showed the use of a level and I told Teh German that was probably a better job for him..

Hello sea urchin!
This thingy is better than Waldo.
It's always moving around the tank.
  
For some reason I had to go into the dog cabinet and while I was there, I just started organizing it... oops.  I purged so much stuff I haven't used in a few years and cleaned up the stuff I have in there.  Since I was there, I also pulled out new brushes and (air) filters for Roomy and the Shark.  I'm excited for a trip to Dollar Tree to obtain more of the plastic basket/organizer things.  I love that their plastic containers are fun AND only cost $1.


All the while, Teh German installed the new door handle.  I think it was easier than we both expected.


Post-organization dog closet.
Please also see: Next time we're invited to a cookout, we're bringing napkins...

After Teh German got the door handle installed, he installed my over-the-door pantry shelves.  I didn't realize there was an over the door option.. orrrrr I could have done that myself.  Oh well.  I did end up having Teh German screen the shelves to the door since they were floppy and I didn't like it that way.  We agreed it was much better screwed in.

Pre-pantry clean out/organization.
Please note the expired shit on the island.. Ugh.

After lunch and adulting was complete, Teh German asked if I wanted to watch a movie and I agreed.  We agreed on Captain Marvel...

YOU GUYS.
I LOVED IT.
LURVED IT.

I was legitimately disappointed that none of my friends forced me to sit down and watch the movie when it was released.

I loved it so much that I looked up the movie trivia and facts and read at least half of them aloud to Teh German.  I loved it so much that I finally, finally, had a desire to watch ALL the Marvel Avenger movies.. also, it really all started because Teh German asked me if I wanted to watch End Game and I said I couldn't until I watched the movies before that, which I didn't really have an interest in, which meant that Teh German would watch End Game on his own at a later time....

I later explained to Teh German that many of my ex's have tried to get me into the Marvel comic movies and I was just never really interested.  I tolerated watching the movies for others, but didn't particularly enjoy them.  That he was getting to experience a turn of events that many people who know me tried to make happen/wanted to happen.  I don't think he appreciates it as much as he should, but he did acknowledge that it was a surprise.

And so.. we started watching the Avengers movies, from the beginning.  At first, chronologically, with Captain America, but I was educated that movie release order was better, so we switched lists.  Between movies, we had frozen pizza for dinner, and then it was back to the screen for moar until bedtime.

Meri doesn't seem to mind all our screen time.
<3 my Doodle snuggles.


SUNDAY

Sunday, I woke up Teh German at whatever time Meri woke me up and told him he was on duty.  He's not had to deal with the dogs on the weekend for a bit, sooo he didn't argue.  I expected him to come back to bed, but he didn't, which threw me off.  I couldn't go back to sleep, so I had some screen time, then I got up after 0730 and showered and got dressed. 

Teh German and I had agreed we'd go to brunch on Sunday, so when I went downstairs, Teh German knew that it was his time to get ready.  He had made coffee and he poured it in our take away mugs then headed upstairs to get himself ready.  While he was showering, I walked the dogs.  When we got back, I started doing my Duolingo lessons.  This is significant because I spent a LOT of time doing lessons on Sunday just so I could compete with the group I was in to get #1 and so our group could advance to the next level since we were only 100ish pts away... and because I apparently have too much free time on my hands.

Usually, I do my 3 lessons per day and that's enough.  When I have people to compete with, I'll do 10+ lessons per day to be #1.  Competitive much?  Me?  Nahhhhhhhhh.

Fat Stripe and her anemone.

After brunch and grocery shopping, I put away the groceries and started spaghetti sauce in the crockpot.  Teh German mowed the yard jungle and tried to fix the door issue with the smart lock not locking via Alexa because of the way the lock goes in.. idk, there was frustrated yells, so Meri and I snuggled on the couch while that issue was being handled.

"NOT begging, but whoring for pettins" by Meri.

After Teh German gave up on the door situation (thankfully, because the yells were giving Meri and I anxiety), we got back on our Avengers marathon.  We took a break after The Hulk to eat dinner, spaghetti and meatballs.


After dinner, it was Iron Man 2 and doggy dinner beggins.  Please see photo for Meri's whore-ness.  Pax was at me begging for dinner, so I gave him scritches and Meri was jealous, so she came and literally sat her ass on my arm so I'd pet her too.  It's good she's cute.


I did eventually feed these starving beasts and then we started the movie.  I'm also not minding all the Meri snuggles that watching TV earns me.  <3


After Iron Man 2 ended, Teh German looked over at the tank and the anemone was missing!  He'd released and blown back to where he originally settled in the tank.  It was quite alarming and SUPER stressful for Teh German.  Thankfully, this time, Teh German's normal assholery was more controlled.  He was still a bit mean because he was stressed and frustrated, but a change from last week, so I mean.. progress?

We agreed that he would relocate the anemone to another corner.  There was a crisis because the pumps were creating a current that was too strong, and once those were turned off, there was less chaos.  Teh German and I were both scouring the internet to see what to do about the anemone and everything we read on the internet conflicts.  There's not even a general trend with what to do regarding anemones.  Ugh.  This only further frustrates Teh German.  We did agree to feed the anemone since we now have 18" tongs.  You guys, these tongs are fucking ridiculous and awesome.

I pulled a frozen shrimp from the freezer and let it thaw while we watched an episode of The Americans.  After the episode ended, Teh German cut up the shrimp and gave it to the anemone.  I made some adjustments to get the shrimp into the anemone's mouth and made sure that Fat Stripe didn't harass the anemone while it was taking in the shrimp.  It was kinda cool and weird at the same time.  Teh German and I both watched the anemone completely absorb the shrimp piece and then we did bedtime chores and went to bed.

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That anemone is going to be the death of me.  Lawd.  Teh German gets so stressed out about it.  I'm sure it's similar to my anxiety about Meri and Pax in certain situations.  I don't want the anemone to die, but shit, it's not THAT important to me.  There's more anemones in the sea... LOOOOOOL

This is the last full week of no school.
Yes, we can cry together about it.
Oh, I'm the only one crying?  That's fine too.

I did get to talk to Teh Running Bestie this morning on my way into work, which didn't hurt my heart, so the week has started off pretty good.

Nothing on the calendar this week, but there are goals:
-Drop off donations, Roux's Humom will be helping with this!  YAY!  This will make space in Willow for the beasts... becauseeeeeee...
-Get the dog's toes (nails) cut off, is the other goal for this week.


If you or yours went back to school recently, good luck, may the force be with you, thoughts and prayers, or whatever, lol.

Please know that there will 100% be a back to school photo taken this year, as it will be the LAST first day of school for me, unless someone gives me a lobotomy or a LOT of money to get a Masters degree.


Friday, August 16, 2019

Five on Friday #207

EINS - Random Shit


If your candid photos are blurry, they are really just shitty photos... And if people don't have their eyes open, it's not "natural" photography, again, just shitty photos.  Finally, if you take your candid photos on purpose while someone is taking a bite or eating, you are just an asshole.  If you wouldn't want to be portrayed in the way you are portraying your subjects, don't tap the shutter button.

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To the CS professor who emailed out an email over 2 weeks before the semester started saying something to the effect of, "if you are signed up for my class AND you're signed up for this OTHER class, you should probably take one of those classes next fall, if possible because of the extremely heavy workload.",

Guess who is signed up for BOTH classes?  THIS GIRL.  FML.
Guess who cannot take either class at a later date?  THIS GIRL.
This is the downside to being part of such a small department at school.  There aren't enough professors as is to offer more than the minimum required classes.  There's not even an option to take another section, much less take this class the following semester (spring), rather than the current semester.  The classes are only offered once a year and you take it or you don't and if you don't, you're only setting yourself behind.

So, thanks, Professor, for ensuring that my school anxiety nightmares have already started. 

I almost responded to his email saying that, but I think I'll save it for the first day of class.

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Finally! An anemone! And also an urchin, which is harder to see, but is there.

Acclimating it to the water.

Just after placing it in the tank when it hadn't attached to anything yet.

It's really difficult to get a good photo of the anemone because of the tank lights, so mostly I just post videos of it on Snapchat.  It has moved from where it first placed itself (against the side of the tank in the above photo) to more towards the front of the tank.  Fat Stripe hogs the anemone for herself and never lets Thin Stripe enjoy it.  Maybe one day, when the anemone is bigger they can both enjoy it?  IDK how it works.

I do know we tried to feed the anemone last night and it resulted in a pretty nasty fight because Teh German expected me to be a master at feeding it, even though we didn't have tools to make it easier and I'd never done it before and I'd only read a few websites and watched like 2 videos about anemones.  This resulted in him being an asshole and me being a bitch in response and later we had a chat about it.. and then.. AND TTTHHHEEENNN... I'm talking about how he made me feel and he's saying shit like, "Well I was mad because I expected you to know how to do it."  I tell him that is an unreasonable expectation for someone who has never fed aquatic creatures before.  Then, I point out that I was talking about feelings and he's focused on the tank.  He, no shit, says something about, "Maybe we just need the right tool," and he I grabbed his face and said, "THE TOOL WE NEED IS COMMUNICATION, ARRRGHGHHH!"  Jesus, fuck.

I'm still not sure if he actually understood what I was trying to communicate (my feelings), but we did discuss that his frustration with my not meeting his expectations was unfair because why should I be expected to be perfect at something I've never done before and also he was mean to me after the fact because I'd disappointed him, which frustrated him. 

I tried explaining that sometimes I get frustrated and angry and I have to make a choice not to take it out on him and maybe he should try this method of making a choice about the way he reacts to his feelings.  I mean, it probably won't happen, but I'll keep banging my head against this wall, because Mawwiage.

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After a millionty years of using Feedly as my Google Reader replacement, this week I finally added content to it so it actually IS like Google Reader was.  IDK why I had only used it to read the blogs and webcomics that I follow, but that's what I did.

I subscribed to so much shit that there's no way I'll ever keep up with it, but it brings me joy now and that's a positive.

PS.  This is what happens when you're bored AF at work.  Could I have been working on Security+ things?  Definitely.  Did I feel like?  Definitely not.

PPS.  I went through and unsubscribed to several feeds today and cleaned everything up.  There are still several article repeats, but that will eventually get sorted out.. anddd I can say that I tackled the feed today!  Feedly said 1k+ unread articles this morning and now there are less subscriptions and 0 unread articles!  #WIN

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Dear Spotify,
When you notify me that there is an update after I've already lined up a playlist, you won't get restarted until the end of the day.  That's just how it's got to be.  Also, maybe just installing your updates without me needing to restart the program would be nice.  Siiiigh.  #FirstWorldProblems

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In an unexpected/moderately expected turn of events, Willow is paid off.  Unexpected because I never expected to pay her off in such a short amount of time.  Expected because we recently discussed finances and paying shit off.. and knowing I had the money to pay Willow off meant that I couldn't stop thinking about it, so now my coffers are empty now, but I'm debt free again.  Her title should come in the mail in the near future and that will bring me much joy.  Thought not as much joy as cooled seats...................................


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Teh German: Can I have $5 [for coffee]?
Teh Megan: No.
tG: Can I have $10 or $20 then, if you don't have a $5?
tM: No, I have no cash at all.  Sorry.
Teh German grumbles.
tM: Wait. 
I go to my nightstand and fish out $10.
tG: Where did that even come from?
tM: Someone gave me cash once, years ago, and I put it in the nightstand for some reason and then we moved and it's just been there, so I figured that was a good place for it.  And I figured it was a good idea to have a little bit of cash on hand if there is ever a hurricane emergency and ATMs don't work.

Teh German just kinda stared at me.
#MarriageGoals: being able to randomly surprise your spouse with shit they didn't know... and save the day by providing money for coffee pods at work.

Also, writing this prompted me to get off my ass and walk down to the bank with the ATM down the street from my office and withdraw cash for things (Teh German's coffee money, tattoo, random other shit).  Thanks, Gentle Readers, for being there for me!

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....Gentle Readers....
I'm considering buying those expensive ass, super nice, noise cancelling headphones for work.  You see, what had happened was... there was a vacant desk by me and then we hired someone who really isn't here all that often because he's on base.. buttttt when he is here, it seems like he never shuts up.  He's either talking to coworkers or on the phone, and almost always about work things, but the pitch of his voice is one that I am unable to block out and it is VERY distracting for me... to the point that I'm about to take matters into my own hands.

On Wednesday, I ended up leaving the office early because he hadn't stopped talking (on the phone and later to a coworker) from 1:15-2:45.  Not that I was doing anything in particular, but that I couldn't NOT hear him was annoying me.

Then on Thursday, when I actually had tasking for the entire day, he came into the office earlier than normal and then proceeded to talk to everyone about everything randomly throughout the day, which was extremely distracting. 

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I bought shelled pistachios at Bilo since they were 40% off.  I am sad they are not crunchy like if you had shelled them yourself.  Buuttttt, I was able to eat a handful without having to work for them, so I guess that's the trade off.

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The brand Magic Bullet NEVER makes me think of a blender.  It just doesn't.  I worked at a sex toy shop, "magic bullet" will always make me think of sex toys.  Now you know.

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Days when I forget a hair tie are very few, but on the days that does happen.. IT'S THE WORST.  My hair tie is like my security blankie.  You never know when shit is gonna get serious and you need your hair out of your face.  Or what if you're eating something messy and you don't want to get hair in your food or food in your hair!  These are important situations to plan for, Gentle Readers.

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The Cleaners threw away the plastic cover for our peeler.  It was laying on the kitchen window sill while the peeler was in the dishwasher.  I'm torn between sadness and gladness.  Sad because we'd kept it for so long, glad because now I don't have to deal with that thing.



ZWEI - Money Shit

-Power bill
-Hot flashes BC
-Groceries
-Pot lid organization thing
-Nexium
-Door organizers for the pantry
-Dog dewormer.. because hookworms will plague me for the rest of my life.
-Massage
-The final car payment.  When I did my calculations, I thought the phone lady said $9990.  No, she said $9900.  Siiiiiiiiigh.
-Bojangles 1x.  I mostly wanted to get the memory of the gravy-jelly from the mtn weekend out of my mouth memory.  I didn't get a sweet tea though, so I consider this a trade off.
-cash withdraw for things.


-I returned several dresses, as expected, last week and those refunds came in.  #SoRich

DREI - From My Phone Shit

Teh Sister bought these knives for me in 2013 after she had to use the shitty knives I had.
This was my favorite knife.
We had such a good run.

She insists that I have to take like 20 photos of her to get a good photo.
Annoying ass.

Gratuitous cute photo

The mailbox passionflower vine has blooms!
After some conflicting stories, I have determined that the blooms actually open and close depending on the weather.
So now you know that fun fact.

Where would Voldemort go if he played trumpet?
Jazzkaban.

This SUV had a catahoula magnet on it and my first thought was, "Oo, they'd be friends with Roux's Humom and Mr. Golfer!".  Then I noticed the "I love golfing" licence plate frame.  I thought, "Wow, they'd be besties with Mr. Golfer."  Then I saw the sticker on the window and realized, WAITTTT THAT IS MR. GOLFER!! 🤦🤦
He recently got a new vehicle and it keeps messing with my brain since he's always had a truck since we've known them.
I shared this story with them and they both laughed at me.

VIER - From the Internet Shit

This article talks about how subscription services (i.e., Netflix, Adobe, etc) are like dying by a 1000 cuts since it's just a little bit each time, but will ultimately kill you.  And by kill, I mean, make you poor.






Letting go does not mean you are ok with everything that happened or the way it happened,
it means that in spite of what happened,
you are allowing yourself to find peace, anyway.
-MHN

One day you will look back and see:
Despite everything you were missing,
you did not miss out on what was meant for you.
MHN


FÜNF - Things that made me happy this week

  1. Trying to update the GEGR website... even if it was pointless.
  2. Tech writer things.
  3. ANEMONE!!!!
  4. Walks with Husband and Dogs in the rain (we were already sweaty and wet from working out, so why not?)
  5. The lamps all working after the cleaner had come.  *insert praise hand emojis*
  6. My tattoo finally being out of the itchy phase.
  7. Back to back workout days, since I knew I wouldn't be able to go to the gym today.
  8. $10 off a Dropps order thanks to Steph's Code (STEPHANIETRIAL1).
  9. Weekend plans for some adulty shit like installing some organization things in the kitchen and a new doorknob for the front door (so Teh German will stop locking the door handle, rendering the smartlock useless).
  10. Hairs did tonight AND an After Hours Event at the Aquarium with Teh PT Husband and Wife (yes, it was planned this way on purpose, now to ensure the hair lady doesn't get hair dye all over my face....).


Happy Friday, Gentle Readers.

Monday, August 12, 2019

Weekend Review {08/12}

FRIDAY

Friday was work and I left around 3 to hit up the gym.  While I was working out, Best Buy called to say my computer was ready for pick up and I scheduled to pick it up at 7.  After my workout, I went home and showered.  Teh German came home a few minutes after me but did some job/computer things before he showered.  Around 6:30, we headed to Best Buy to pick up my laptop.



Guessssss whhhhaaaatttt, Gentle Readers....
The screen is ACTUALLY fixed!
ANNNDDD yet again, my laptop did NOT come home with me!!!!  Crazy, right?
Honestly, I'm not even a little bit surprised.  I actually laughed when the tech told me it'd need to be sent back, again, for the repairs.

So what had happened wasssssss...
When the tech opened the laptop, right away he noticed that the laptop hadn't been reassembled correctly and tabs that shouldn't be showing, were, in fact, showing on top of the keyboard.  ANNNDDD, in addition to that, the plastic piece covering the rear hinges/guts was broken.. ANNNDDD it had to be sent back because the tech couldn't put the tabs back in without taking the computer apart AND since it was broken, the plastic piece had to be replaced, which they don't keep in stock, understandably.

Sooooooo, I mean, I didn't cry this time, that's progress.  Teh German asked if I was really ok and I was.  I think he was surprised I wasn't more pissed off about the situation, but when you're me, you just go into shit expecting to be disappointed and then it's not overly surprising when you ARE disappointed.  🤷 And #DemAnxietyPillsYo

We had agreed on the way to Best Buy to go to my fave Mexican place for dinner, La Nortena.  Thankfully, Teh German acknowledged that Wild Wing Cafe, which is in the same parking lot as Best Buy, had recently received pretty poor sanitation ratings and he didn't really want to go there.  Fun fact, had he suggested WWC, I would have informed him about the poor sanitation ratings and we wouldn't have went there anyways.  I was glad I didn't have to disappoint him.

Lingua chimichanga with a side of cilantro.
#ProudCilantroLover

After dinner, we headed home and released the beasts, then headed over to Teh PT House for socializing.  At yawn-o-clock, we finally headed home for bedtime.


SATURDAY

Saturday was lazy day.  I'm not used to not having things to do.  Soooo, I woke up early because I had to pee, fed the dogs, then went back to bed.  When I got up later, I decided to walk the dogs before it got too hot (I was too late).  I took the beasts on a walk and I was literally dripping sweat by the time I got back. 

Gentle Readers, I am a Southern Belle, in all ways except for the part about glistening.  No.  I sweat.  Like a pig.  Sometimes, I drip sweat.  It's the most disgusting thing to me.  Hate, Hate, HHHHAAATTEEEEE.

The only silver lining to the sweating session was that Meri was giving a toy lawn mower in someone's yard the motherfuckin stare down and she ran into the silk fence around one of the construction lots and because that surprised her, she then jumped and got caught halfway on the silk fence.  The commotion and noise was so abrupt that it freaked out Pax, who also jumped, but did not come in contact with any silk fence.  I, on the other hand, lost my shit cackling at everything that had transpired.  I was not laughing when I got home, dripping with sweat.  Ugh.

I called Teh Running Bestie and told her and Teh German of Meri's demise with the silk fence and they both got a chuckle.  For many years I've waited on Meri to hit her face on one of the steel rods holding up the silk fence or some other issue and finally the day came!  Her near misses have baffled me for years, but my wait was worth it.

After getting back home and drying myself off, I had breakfast and coffee and then we videoed with Mama G for a bit.  I managed to toss in some German and understood enough of what was going on the majority of the time.  After it was over, Teh German and I worked to get Skype working with Alexa so we can just use the Show next time for video.  It would be awesome if Amazon also integrated with WhatsApp, butttt that's probably never gonna happen.

I moved to the couch and finished a book, nothing great, and Teh German left to go "help" Teh PT Husband smoke a turkey as a pre-Thanksgiving trial.  And by "help" I mean, they sat outside together in the mabillionty degree weather and watched the electronic smoker do what it does without assistance.  I refused to go outside after my stint with the dogs, so after I finished my book, I laid down and took a nap...

..and woke up 3 hours later... and then I just laid on the couch because I had nothing to do.  I'm not good with having nothing to do...

Around 4, Teh German texted telling me smoked turkey was almost done and asked if we had any sides we could contribute.  So, I made mac and cheese and warmed up peas and baked beans.  Pantry hoarding to the rescue!

August Thanksgiving

By 5, we were enjoying the fruits of our labors.  I'm not disappointed by smoked turkey.  We hung out for a while longer, Teh PT Husband introduced me/us to Big Mouth, a show on Netflix, which had me cracking up.  Teh German and I agreed that we would watch it next/when The Americans gets too heavy and we need something funny to watch.

When we got home, Teh German offered to let me peroxide his ears.  It was gross and awesome.  After, it was bedtime.


SUNDAY

Again, with the needing to pee super early.. Ugh.  I fed the dogs while I was up, because #BestWifeEver, then I went back to bed.  Around 8 or 0830, I woke up to some beeping and was super confused and then finally deduced that it was probably the fish tank, so I woke up Teh German, told him the fish tank alarm was going off and he got up and I went back to sleep.  When I did wake up again, I got dressed and took the dogs on a walk... again. 

Sunday was not as miserable as Saturday, thankfully and there was sweating, but not dripping. 🙌


When we got home, Meri insisted on going outside for a while, then came in and watched the front door for a bit, then she laid down for less than 3 minutes and was up being a busy body again.  I swear to Buddha that dog is solar-charged.  Like, I joke about it, but I was ready to take a nap and I'd only been awake for 45 minutes.  Pax was laying on the floor panting with me questioning if I'd almost given him heat exhaustion.... and Meri was like, MOOOAAARRR!!!  Weirdo.

I finally got tired of dealing with her, so I gave both dogs bully sticks and after, they finally settled.  Shitheads.  Teh German left to go help the Biker Gang move something, so I had another boring day ahead of me.  This time, I decided to be productive. 

First, I repaired Pax's caterpillar.  I had to repair it in the guest room because when I took it into the loft, Pax did not approve and we played tug until I finally gave up and he brought it back into guest room.  He supervised my work, then he DNGAF when I was finished with it.  #RUDE.


Next up, I showered because I was gross.  After the shower, I started laundry and purged my clothes, as I had planned.  Then, I headed to Walmart to pick up my hot flashes BC and a few items that were on the list.  Then I came back home and made brownies for the cookout Teh German and I were going to for dinner.  Then... I waited for Teh German to come home.  I did my Duolingo lessons and played Solitaire and talked to Teh Dad, who I almost hung up on because he insisted on comparing me to Karl, which he thought was funny for some reason, but 100% was not since Karl was a fucking douchewad and he was saying I was being like Karl since I was pissed at Teh German for being late.  Anxiety pills did NOT help in this situation.  Then again, neither did Teh Dad, who seemed to be insistent on trying to piss me off more, even though he thought he was being funny.  Only one of us was laughing and it sure as shit wasn't me.

Teh German came home an hour later than we had agreed on, then he tried to pull some shit where "[I] said 3:30."  Bitch please, I literally broke down the schedule for you and repeated you should be home to get ready by 2:30 no less than 2 times, and then we'd leave at 3:30.  Don't pull some shit with me like you were confused.  Own it, because it's not MYYYYY fault that YOU are late.  In the end, he didn't get to shower before we left and I didn't care.  He knew that he was wrong, even if he'd never acknowledge it and will blame it on the people he was helping, because I'm 100% confident at no point did he ever say to them, "I need to be home by 2:30 because we have plans this afternoon."

We made it to Teh Advocates' house shortly before 4:30.  The rest of the guests arrived around 5ish.  We had burgers and socialized with their new German exchange student and each other.  I didn't understand everything, but it was super loud and I couldn't hear well, so it was fine.  I was struggling to understand English conversation as well, so it was NBD.  Around 7:30ish we headed home to feed the beasts the other half of their dinner.  We watched an episode of The Americans and then it was bedtime.

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Part of me hates weekends with nothing to do, but most of me loves them.  It's a difficult situation because I'm so programmed to be doing something.  I also know that in the very near future, my weekends will probably be shit because they will be filled with homework and I'll be having to coordinate my time again.

This is another quiet week, as I purposely planned.
I have a massage today.  🙌🙌🙌
Friday is hairs did day and then we're going to an Aquarium After Hours event with Teh PT Husband/Wife.  Yes, I purposely rescheduled my hair appointment for a day when I knew we had activities going on so I could show off my fresh hairs.  #NotSorry


Friday, August 9, 2019

Five on Friday #206

EINS - Random Shit


I saw an employee at Walmart carrying a sign that said, "Are you sure it's not still Mercury Retrograde?" and I felt that in my soul.  Thankfully, there is a marked difference between the frustrations of last month and the lack of frustrations this month.  There has been some anxiety (tattoo pain is real, yall, plus the will it rain or not drama after trailering the bikes 5 hours making it pointless), but nothing like the WTFness of July.  Whether it's the lack of Chemistry, meaning my life is more simple, or the fact that we're out of Mercury Retrograde.. I'm taking it.

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Monday night I took an anxiety pill to sleep.  I was angry and frustrated at Teh German for trivial shit that I was making issues of, even though they really weren't issues (like I do, thanks for coming to my TED Talk), I was overly tired from sleeping poorly most of the weekend/week/month, and I.  I slept like a MFing champ.  It was delightful.  I woke up feeling rested.

It's never been a secret that I don't sleep well, but when I've already got a ton of shit going on and then you add the lack of good sleep?  Well, it's kind of a disaster.  I'm trying not to let the impending final semesters loom over my August and give me anxiety, but they kind of are.

And so.. I'm going to try to make it a priority this month to 1- find a new doc. 2- try to find an anxiety medication that doesn't make me forget my entire life.  There is better living to be found through chemistry.  Anxiety medicated Megan doesn't lose her shit about every.little.thing.ever.  And I'll be honest, losing my shit over all the little things is exhausting.  I try to make it funny when it happens to mitigate the fact that, yet again, I'm bitching about something.. but it's exhausting for everyone.  I know it.

In the meantime, I don't have anything I'm worried about forgetting, so I'm putting myself back on the anxiety meds.  Maybe if I'm self-aware of the forgetfulness then I can continue taking the meds after school starts?  We'll see what happens...

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I have a feeling the decision to take the anxiety pill Monday night helped me from having a catastrophic rage-induced meltdown on Tuesday afternoon after discovering the mysterious "red stuff" on the carpet in the loft was actually pizza sauce from the unauthorized pizza buffet the dog sitter allowed the dogs to have.

After noticing the weird red shit all over the carpet and then noticing crumbs, I suspected the dogs got into something while we were away.  Fun fact, THIS is why I finally gave Teh German the ok to install cameras in the house.  I checked the cameras and, in fact, the dogs DID get into something.. Meri helped the dog sitter finish off his uneaten pizza and garlic knots, which had been left sitting on the loft couches when he left during the evening.  Poor Pax was muzzled, but he tried soooo hard to also enjoy the buffet.

If the cameras hadn't caught enough of what happened, these bread bites would have been a dead give away...
Also, WHY IN THE FUCK DO PEOPLE REFUSE TO MOVE SHIT WHEN THEY CLEAN!?!?!?!

I think I'm so used to being disappointed by the people I hire to help us that I was more disappointed than angry that we can't trust the person we thought we could.  I did message the sitter to let him know that he should have told me and was told that he forgot because he was running late.  I'm not sure if he was referring to leaving the pizza out or telling me, either way, I'm not pleased.  I'm not really sure why he didn't feel the need to mention it to me, at all, when he came on Monday afternoon to pick up his stuff.

I also cleaned up the mess he left on the stove when we got home, from the frozen pizza he'd cooked on Friday, which I only know because he asked where the pizza pan was after he arrived and said he was going to cook it.  I don't feel like it's unreasonable to have the expectation to NOT allow the dogs to get into anything while you're watching them.  I also don't think it's unreasonable to expect the person staying at your house to clean up after themselves.

We don't leave food out because of the #GoatDog situation we constantly endure, but also because I don't want to NEED an exterminator.

Dem professional ass lines.

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Speaking of moving shit when you clean...  I found out that Pax is creating tiny clones of himself when I cleaned the loft.  Since there was sauce on the cushions and bread crumbs, I pulled up the cushions to vacuum the couches out and discovered in-progress Pax clones.  I also discovered that our cleaners have never ONCE vacuumed under the couch cushions.  In a house with 2 dogs.  NEVER vacuumed under the couch cushions.

It's hard to see,but there are little in-progress Pax clones in progress in that crack.
Both couches had these black tumbleweeds filling the entire crack, for the full length of the sofa.
There was also a black tumbleweed in the tiny corner where the couches come together that had never been vacuumed up.

Do I have overly high expectations?  Am I unreasonable for expecting that under the couch cushions be vacuumed maybe every quarter or something?  Or that the vacuum wand be used to get corners/hard to reach places?  I'm not asking that the furniture be moved every time.  Siiiiiiiiiiigh.

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We finally, finallly, got some clown fish for the tank.  FINALLY.

They are hard to see, but they are there.
Soon we will be getting an anemone for the fishies, which is really all I wanted to begin with.

Teh German asked what we should name them and I told him that I wasn't sure yet, but we always called our fish "Pete" and "Repeat" when I was a kid.  I will observe said fishies and see if they have any distinguishing marks and then determine names for them.

Update: I have observed said fishies and one has a fat middle stripe and the other has a skinny middle stripe.  This is their distinguishing features and for now, they are being call fat stripe and skinny/thin stripe.  Maybe these names will stick.  Maybe something better will come along.  Either way, Fat Stripe is always charging at me.  We think since it's the slightly bigger fish, it's the female and if that bitch doesn't get outta my face she won't get her anemone!  Come at me, bro.

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If you were interested in the menstrual tracker app situation, I guessed correctly when I said I redownloaded the Garmin app and have continued using that.  Most of the apps for menstrual tracking are more for people with regular periods (not me) or people who are trying to get pregnant, (not me).  There was one app that was overwhelming in all of the mood options, which I liked and hated at the same time.

I'm sticking with Garmin because my data is already there AND because I figured out how to turn off the device not connected notification and I like the few, simple options they offer for menstrual tracking things.

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People who cut open resealable bags and leave stuff in the bag that is now unable to be sealed shut, deserve to be cut.  Period.

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My very smart, sometimes assholish, loving, cute, so very cute, Husband insists on locking the storm door.  INSISTS ON IT. 

WHY IN THE FUCK DID I BUY A $200 SMART LOCK FOR HIM TO LOCK PEOPLE OUT SO THEY CAN'T FUCKING GET TO IT?!?!?!


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Because I'm bored AF, I've made it my goal to bump up the visibility of the GEGR FB page.  Truthfully, I love doing social media things and wish I got paid to do it.  Well, I guess actually I am since I don't really have tasking at work currently.  But fret not, it's coming.  All the documents are coming.  I imagine that they will all be need to be finalized between the few weeks prior to midterms and Christmas.  #PositiveThinking

Also, looking at cute dogs never hurts my heart.  It will soothe the stress of all those document finalization dates which happen to be on the same days as CS assignments being due.

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I've been doing the Tweeter thing again.  This is what happens when I have too much time on my hands.

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I have 5 classes this semester and 4 of them are in the same classroom.  Which happens to be one of THE most depressing classrooms that the computer science department uses.  It's small, cramped, and the projector is in a weird way. 

Anyways... I'm thinking of making a sign to claim my spot for the semester... because.. why wouldn't I?

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New acronym announcement: MIGFYSU
This stands for:
Megan is gonna fuck your shit up.

This is completely in relation to someone sitting in my claimed space in that classroom I'll be spending so much time in this fall.



ZWEI - Money Shit

-Bully sticks for the beasts
-Phone bill
-Water bill
-Tickets for an aquarium event later in the month
-Tattoo session + tip
-Dog sitter
-Gas
-Groceries
-New, less greasy, tattoo lotion + travel bottle
-Several long dresses with pockets.  These will replace the long dresses I have without pockets.  Seriously, pockets are sometimes the determining factor regarding my outfit for the day.
-Replacement shirts from Old Navy.  I need some solid, no funny prints, t-shirts for work and the one/two I do have, have holes in them.  I'll be doing a serious closet purge soon!
-Pizza for lunch
-New front door knob that doesn't lock so Teh German will have one less way to lock people out.
-Replacement screens for the pergola since one of the screens has a rip in it along the entire length of the screen and Teh German has already repaired 2 small holes and this is too large to repair.  I bought something from WayFair for an 11x13 pergola in the hopes that it will be ok for our 11x14 pergola.  When Teh German contacted the pergola company, they said that new screens would cost $289 and would include both the mosquito netting and the solid panels (that we never use anyways).  I wasn't pleased with that and asked Teh German if we could try it a cheaper way first or try repairing it ourselves.  He said yes.  Worst case, my cheaper methods don't work and I'll return the screens I got from WayFair and he'll be paying the $289 for the screens.


Sooooo uhhhhh...
I said fuck it and now I'm completely poor but Willow is paid off!
This is what happens when I'm bored and I've spent too much money over the past few months.
Annndd also, I'd rather see those car payment dollas going towards my savings account, knowing they don't have anywhere else they could be going.
Soo back to being #DebtFree other than the mortgage. 
#Adulting #LikeABoss



DREI - From My Phone Shit


There is a basil plant at work.
I'm gonna make some pesto.


When do computers overheat?
When they need to vent.



This bumper sticker had my name! #WIN


POCKETS!!
All non-pocket dresses will be donated.
#SorryNotSorry




VIER - From the Internet Shit



Husband to me.



It's ok if your strength looks different in this season.
MHN

You are brave.
Even when it does not seem that way and your bravery shows up in your choice to keep going every day.
-MHN


FÜNF - Things that made me happy this week

  1. No school August.  Not actually all of August, but a significant enough portion that I'm calling it no school August.
  2. 30-40% off everything at Bilo.  I bought all kinds of shit I'm generally too cheap to buy.  Shelled pistachios?  Check.  Pint-sized ice cream?  Check.  + $80 more in stuff that we will actually use/eat.  #NotSorry
  3. No more car payment.  I mean, this also means no vacations anytime soon, but I don't have the PTO anyways.. Soooooooo, it's fine.
  4. Eating lunch outside with a coworker each day.
  5. Not having to lug around my backpack with a computer in it everywhere I go.
  6. Dresses that have the empire waist that I desire.
  7. POCKETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  8. Using the air fryer for new things.
  9. The smell of the clean couch covers... #SilverLinings
  10. Not having to sit through all-day long meetings for 3 days this week.


Happy Friday, Gentle Readers.