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Spent Thanksgiving with the new 'in-laws.' To describe that trip, I'll need to sketch an entire stand-up act.
It was entertaining and definitely formed some family memories! All great folks, I am sure, we had a great time, (I am sure) :-)

When should I hit him up with, "Honey, let's do our own little Christmas and visit your family after winter, . . . . long after winter, . . . . . let's say, a summer BBQ!"

I have to say, they are all really great and I am sure people have plenty of their own opinions about me, but this trip truly was the stuff comedians live for. I could just see Kathy Griffin doing an entire hour HBO special on this quick Thanksgiving trip alone.

I'm flip-flopping on just how much I should set in print - this could come back to bite my ass, even if no-one reads it, talking behind backs doesn't make for good karma. I have to sleep on it a few more days before I decide to unfold the dramatic comedy. In the meantime, I'll just post a family pic on Tday, couchpotatos.

That also happens to be the last time I get to see Mel with a go atee for a while.....somehow Scarlet managed to convince him to shave it off while I was taking a nap. Now he's under strict orders to grow it back! :-)

Have been wanting to try my hand at hunting.
Good exercise, good times camping and good meat! I'll need top of the line gear to get started on the right tracks.

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I'll be bloated, popping pills and stuffing my face with cupcakes after the first 1/2hr meeting the new family. Ahhhh - the in-laws.


Lighten up on your heavy days; share your pms fun with everyone. Enjoy this Richard Jeni pms comedy sketch!



Fun Family survival kit inside. . . .

Oldie but a goodie!


Find out our exciting Tday plans inside. And another awesome video inside!

4p.m. today we are all heading down to Eugene to spend Thanksgiving with my honey's family. When I say we 'all' are heading down, that includes the daaawwwwggg. He gets to meet Mel's sister's two woofies - whatever those are. Mel can't remember what breed they are, other than 'they're little shits.' Petey will enjoy having a couple of playbuddies over the holiday.

We're going to meet Mom, sister, another sister, brother-in-law, nephew, 2doggies, and whoever else shows up.......should be fun.

Just for fun:


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Perfect! I was just thinking about searching for a website to get some great Santa gifts for my guy's Harley and the next post opportunity I grab is for motorcycle accessories!

I think I'll surprise him with some new saddlebags and stuff them with more goodies!

There is so much to choose from, it is going to be difficult to not go hog-wild for the hog. Great sale, great merchandise, secure on-line checkout and premium customer service. Get ready to ride!

Here I was on Halloween. That was fun.

I actually scared a couple people who are afraid of clowns - both GUYS! One of the grocery bag-boys was dragged over by his co-workers just to force him to say "hi" to the clown.
Another teenage boy went running down an aisle after he looked up and realized he was face to face with his worst nightmare! Good times.

More good times inside.

Made the official family move over the weekend. Well, I guess it's not really official until we are married, and that's in the works! In the meantime, it's been a lot of great family fun around here - and it's about f'n time! :-)

I am sooooooo happy my daughter loves Mel and he thinks she's a great kid and they have fun and great conversations. He's pretty tolerant for never raising a girl before or being around young girls much. My daughter couldn't wait for him to get home from work so she could show him her new 'Winter Formal' dance outfit we just bought. He humored her and oohed and awed at her outfit that she held up before him as she discussed every detail and how she's going to wear it, bla bla bla. When she walked away, he looks at me and says, "What do I really say to that?" But he was grinning and thought it was all cute that she wanted to share her happy moment with him. She was just so happy that she found a great dress so fast and in time before the big dance. She is 12, and I am not so happy that she looks 16 in her dress and fancy shoes! She's tall, leggy and beautiful, but I am bias. :-)

She approached me in the laundry room later that evening and asked me something that took me by surprise. She asked if she is allowed yet to have a boyfriend at school. I pulled my head out of the dryer and turned around with a big grin and asked her if a boy has asked her out. She said, "No, not quite, but Fulton has been more chatty with me and protective with me when other kids try to pick on me and he always visits with me on the bus. The other day, at our bus stop, he got up and made all the other kids wait, while he let me off the bus first." (OMG!) this boy is serious

I could tell she really likes this boy, "So, do you really like this boy or are you just asking for permission in case he asks you to the dance?" She said she thinks she really likes him. She has not had a boyfriend yet, not really allowed since she's still pretty young anyway. She thinks she's ready to have a special guy at school.

I told her that so far he seems respectful of her and I think their friendship is mutual and she has my permission to start thinking about a boyfriend relationship....she SQUEALED and jumped up and down. Maaaaaaan, I hope this turns out alright! She's been getting straight A's and she's been enjoying just being a kid and now growing up too fast n furious - - - - ok, I am sure she'll handle this alright. I reassured her to come to me first and talk to me about ANYTHING she has questions about and she said, "deal."

I told Mel about her wanting a boyfriend now and asked him when this all starts happening, does he already feel that he is going to be Mr.Protective of her and check out the boys and scare them straight.......and he said 'Yes' so fast and in such a way I could tell that he is already going to be protective over anything that happens around lil miss princess of the house. Ohhhh Maaaaan, only daughter/only kid syndrome.....maaaaaaan, daddy's going to spoooooiiiiiil her!

Since the big move-in was this past weekend.....there was a first official sleepover with the family all together. Daughter asked if she could sleep with us. I wasn't sure how Mel would feel about this, but I figured it's a good test to see how tolerant he is going to be with daughter adjusting to the change too. He didn't care one bit. I have a CalKing bed, plenty big enough, so I told daughterbutt to sleep on one side, I'll be in the middle and Mel climbed in the other side. We no sooner got settled in and here jumps a cat up to join us. As soon as Mel says, "Oh my gaaaaaaaawwwwwd, what-thuh?" And as Mel's still jokingly grumbling - here jumps up the dog....., "WHAT THUH?! The world's largest BUNG-HOLE is joining us too? We're sleeping with the KID, A CAT, FLEA-BAG-BUNG-HOLE-ASS-MUNCH, why not bring the F'N HORSE in bed too, I'm sure there's room!!!"

We were all laughing so hard. I could hardly breathe. He was joking and trying to sound all pissed off and you could just tell he was loving every minute of it. It was so cute, I wanted to get it all on video. Here Mel is bitching and moaning and the dog is climbing all over him trying to lick his face, the cat is wandering around all 3 of us trying to figure out where she's going to settle in for the night and me and my daughter are a hysterical, laughing, crying mess. It was so fun!

I awoke about 3a.m., still with all those bodies on the bed, minus one horse, and it was BLAZING HOT! Since I was trapped in the middle, I had no where to stick a leg out as a thermostat. I was overheating. I crawled out and slept the rest of the night in front of the big screen in the living room. :-) Yay me!

Here's my daughter on Halloween. She was a bloody puppet.

My honey works hard, and gets paid good money to sweat and ache. He could be grumpy-puss, but he really loves his job. He comes home with great stories about the work he does as a mechanic at the lumber mill with a fun team of guys.

His purpose obviously must not be just a means to the paycheck at the end of the rainbow.......because when we stopped at the convenience store over the weekend to pickup a quick powerball lottery ticket and he popped it in the truck....um....there lie a pile of tickets just w a i t i n g to be checked if he's a millionaire, and doesn't even know it!

He just laughed, hands me the stack and I get to have fun checking them all on the computer. I am tingly with anticipation - this is going to be FUN, even if we don't hit a big one. I can't hardly BELIEVE he just lets these keep piling up!
Now that's LOVE of job. Here's a cute video inside.
(out of that stack, only a couple of $4 winners. boo hoo)

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Had that Red tune in my head, but couldn't think of the words.
"Money _ _ _ _, awww money money money....." and then the rest of the words hit me,
"Money too tight to mention, awww money money money monaaaayyyyy." And that doesn't quite fit my latest scenario.
But I'll blog today's thoughts anyway and drum up a silly video to enjoy inside.

Earlier today, while preparing for the big move to the slightly bigger unit downstairs, I got some bad news from the landlord. He said the people downstairs are playing hardball and he's having to take them to court to get them out. They haven't paid rent in a while, and it is, apparently, a lot harder these days to just evict someone with 30days, 72hr or kick their ass out for not paying.....so, they're dragging their asses and riding the free rent train as long as they can.

Anyway, so, it looks like the soonest we'd have that bigger unit is going to be at least 3 months. I already started a lot of the heavy work, breaking down my kid's room furniture and loading it at the wall by the front door and hauling crap outside for the dump.

OK, brainstorm time. Since the kid's room is already getting emptied out, I'll clean the carpet and set up my CalKing bedroom set in there, shove her bunkbed pieces under my bed, make a huge haul to the dump of some of my old crappy furniture that I wanted to get rid of anyway and make room for some of Mel's stuff around this place. The rent is DIRT CHEAP, we'd save a heckof a lot more than the place downstairs and it's all temporary until we buy anyway! Now, just gotta see if my kiddo and Mel will go for it. It's going to be tight living quarters, my kid needs to give up her room for the adults and she needs to sleep on the couch - all along reminding them how TEMPORARY this all is.

So, the kid gets home from school and I don't say a thing to her about the change in plans....but she does see her bedroom schtuff by the front door, but she must just think I am getting ready for the (other) move.

Then, Mel comes over after work and I sit them both down and let them know that downstairs looks like that option is OUT for a few months. What do you think if we all live here? CHEAP cheap cheap! AMAZINGLY, they both are HAPPY about the idea. WE all realize how much we can STOCKPILE THE MONEY in the bank for a brand new house! Mel is saving on rent, electric, gas and I am saving rent. I don't pay elec nor much gas anyway. COOLNESS, done deal!

A little while later, Mel headed 'home' to his little place and I told my daughter how proud I am of her and SO HAPPY that she really likes Mel, they get along great, and our new family life is just right no track. She not only is going along with the sacrifice of losing her room, but she's totally fine with sleeping on the couch and she's happy about us all saving up so much and buying a house. OK, I ramble. I have to go find a video......




image:this is not my daughter's bunkbed.

Sleepy, slow, relaxing day, but I need to publish one more quickie (since my last post was a ppp) If you're wondering what that is, you haven't missed much.

Has your significant other ever called you fat? Even on accident? My guy did the other night, but it was so stupidly innocent and harmless, that I had to let it slide after the initial zinger of pain through my gut, yes, my fat gut. cute video inside

I'm not a huge girl, but in my old age, (uh um 39), I have managed to pack on about 20 extra pounds. That should be easy enough to shed, but I dream up every excuse under the sun and moon to get out of working my fat ass. I HATE exercising. It is SUCH A BORE!!! But my guy is going to get us both memberships to the gym, so that will be fun to workout together - I've actually never done that with a boyfriend.....interesting.

That's not the gesture that implied my fattitude.

The other night, we were watching t.v. I was on one couch and he was on the other. I decided to get up and join him on the other couch for some good ol snuggle-spoonage. As we struggled to position ourselves, he blurts out, "Look at us 2 fatties trying to fit on this couch!"

I immediately reacted - but just as quickly, assured him, "The truth hurts. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at ME for not exercising!" That lit a fire in me to get back into shape, and FAST.

Tonight at the grocery store, it was a lot of veggies, fruit, tofu, and fresh ingredients for yummy, healthy food. Step awaaaaaay from the ice cream, fat ass!

As mentioned in the previous post, today was errand day, and unfortunately, we had to drive about 2 1/2hrs to get to our destination.

I get home to surf the internet and to my pleasant surprise, I discovered a site geared on turbocharge engines, turbochargerpros.com, right on! I could have used a suped-up engine on the way home tonight. Nothing drains the life out of me more and wanting to get home faster than touring the grocery store!

I had no idea that you could turbocharge any engine. There's an excellent 'learning center' link on the website. Here is just a small sample of the expertise you'll find throughout the site:

"The typical boost provided by either a turbocharger or a supercharger is 6 to 8 pounds per square inch (psi). Since normal atmospheric pressure is 14.7 psi at sea level , you can see that you are getting about 50-percent more air into the engine. Therefore, you would expect to get 50-percent more power. It's not perfectly efficient, though, so you might get a 30-percent to 40-percent improvement instead."

Search by year, make and model of your car and the site, http://www.turbochargerpros.com/, lists the products available to turbocharge your engine.

Cruising the site more, I discovered they offer FREE SHIPPING on ALL orders. That is a huge value, especially on auto parts that can weigh a lot for shipping. Most orders are shipped the same day, and you can contact them anytime for excellent customer support, confirmation of your order and shipment, and expert advice on just what to get for your car.

Errand day in Eugene.

Needed a quick replacement pair of glasses for the kid and the closest is about 2 1/2hr ride from home, so we made a day of it.

It's so nice to get away from Oregon central coast sometimes, because, as beautiful as the coast is, it sure doesn't offer much. We hit a really nice mall down in Eugene and got some great Christmas ideas - didn't actually xmas shop yet, but managed to accomplish exactly what we went for.

And on the way home, hit up Winco to stock up on a huge cartful of groceries for $150. We could NEVER get that much around here for less than $300. Aaaaand, since I bored you with such a mundane post, enjoy this cutsie video!

Need new boots! I want a new pair for our long road trip rides on the Harley and I need a great pair of work boots to get down and dirty around the barn.


Awesome website offers what's hot, what's new, best sellers and featured brands. There are a lot to choose from. I didn't even know that a good ole pair of work boots needed so much variety, but I see two pair already that I can make excellent use of. I can't wait to work in my new work boots! I've been using my snow boots around the barn, not the right boots for the job.

There are some pretty sharp looking boots that would be great just day to day running errands around town that would go great with jeans and I'm digging on the plain black leather boots for the Harley. Can hardly wait!

Shop by brand, shop by style fax or mail in orders options available too. They take major credit cards on line. Free ground shipping on orders over $50.00 - that's a heck of a deal.

All considered, it's been a pretty good night.

Walked into the deli thinking I am nearing my end of days and I glance at the schedule to see how next week is shaping up and there is a long line across the week thru my name. Cool - I'm off the hook.

There's a note taped up to me from deli boss-lady: "Karen, covered your last week's shifts. Take Care" (bla bla, something to that effect)

When I got home, I enjoyed this hilarious video, inside.

While at the deli tonight, it was another dead night. At least I got to work with sweet little whipper-snapper Erica. I told her I felt sick, I'd better go. She wasn't buyin it. I told her, "OH uh oh uhg, I threw my back out, I better go." She wouldn't take the bait. I told her straight up, "Look, it's costing the deli money, me being here, it's so dead." She wouldn't let me go. She loves me! :-)

Ah well, best I stayed anyhoo. My kid is out tonight with her friends and my guy hit the hay early cuz he's getting up at 2am to go hunting. ELK, yum.

I love this video, enjoy. Watch the whole thing!



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Close, but no cigar.

Only a few more days left to work at that stupid little crummy job at the lamo local grocery store deli. I felt a slight twinge in that, some people are dirt ass poor and would love to have my crappy little greasy deli job - it's up for grabs, go for it!

Perks, all the deep fried potato wedges you can stomach.

Yesterday was another test of my patience. I had to work with shrunkenapplehead smokeysmokerson chatterbox, and it was just the two of us, eeeegaaads.

Good, just the two of us leaves more duties to take on. I can keep busy busy and just do my own thing and she'll do her own thing - whishful thinking. DAMN! I made eye contact and I can see her gears firing up and the wheels spinning, she is conjuring up something, here it comes.......MUNDANE DRIBBLE ramblings of anything she can muster up to say.

I can't fn believe it. After all this time of me being so freakin obviously not interested even slightly of entertaining any meaningless fake cordial relations with her, she still cannot just step off. So, the eye contact turns into some stupid question from her that I answer because I am not 'that' mean as to ignore a direct question asked right to my face and by me answering her, she takes that 'conversation' and runs with it, running her mouth off as if we are long lost buddies now. OMG! Shut the beast up - she's going on and on and sounding like she's going to run out of breath. It is as if she has missed me these last couple weeks.

I am not even looking at her anymore, I am buried deep in duties around the deli. I am walking further and further away to other areas to work and she is STILL rambling on about I don't even know what, all I hear is her going on and on and on. A customer - COOL, she gets interrupted, helps the customer, then peaceful silence again. Why can't this girl take a hint? It's like some social dysfunction disease where she literally cannot pick up on social cues - someone should make a comedy based on her. The odd looking girl from SNL can play her - that girl that did a skit with one arm growing out the top of her head and she has really odd eyeballs. The debbie-downer lady. And that chubby guy from knocked up would be hilarious as her husband. Her husband, by the way, is in jail, no joke. And, did I ever mention she lives in a trailer behind the gas station? I feel bad, but it's the truth. Maybe she is a little retarded.

I don't have much wiggle room there. When we lived further way out in the woods, we were in a manufactured home that was so old, it basically was a trailer. It was pretty bad. I have had my retarded times in life. Another few days and I'll be done with that deli, not soon enough.

Last night, when I left the grocery store, the wind was blowing about 80mph
and that can potentially spell real disaster here in Oregon.

I headed down the rural road at a good clip when I suddenly had to slow down and swerve around a fallen tree. That only means there are more trees and branches along the way, out to get me.

As I concentrated on navigating the road, my mind began to flip through a mental rolodex of collision repair experts in case I end up at a shop the next day. Then it hit me, a huge branch hit my windshield and the idea hit me that I can always turn to my reliable on-line source to find tlc for me and my car.

Luckily, me and my car escaped the windy night unscathed. The next day, I searched auto repair shops for future reference. I love this site. I have them bookmarked and ready to go. Accidents happen. I can count on collision repair experts.

Last night I bailed out of the deli early.
It was very slow throughout the store and there was about 1 customer every half-hour at the deli.

I wonder how many patrons caught us standing around picking our nose over their food. JK of course, maybe, you'll never know. I'm OUTTA there maaaan.

Following my horror story of the deli-drama? I haven't caught the masses up lately, there's been just so much that by the time I get home, I'd rather live a normal life than re-live all the BS that goes on there, but it's goooood and stuuuuupid. Some people (cough: lame chic with no tact) need to get a clue and get a life!

Going back a few weeks, when the latest confrontation with shrunkenapplehead beeyotch went down, I have just been going in, doing my (lame) job, keeping my mouth shut and keeping to myself. I'm doing my job man, not stirring up shit and I'm a hard worker, what can go wrong? Apparently, just doing your job isn't good enough. I am also earning that paycheck by being (forced) to be a 'personality' with my fellow team and "get along by 'visiting'. What thuh? I exaggerate, no one came out and told me that, but it was implied.

A few weeks of me keeping my mouth shut, except being pleasant and fabulously SUPER to the customers (ha ha), and just 'doing my job', I get called back to the office along with gnarly-wrinkly-shrunkenapplehead chic. We all march back there and we go in and take a seat. The evening super asked us what the hell was going on, that she felt "blind-sided" by this sudden change of atmosphere in the deli. I responded that hey, I'm just doing my job man. I come in, I do my job and I go home. Bla Bla Bla, you can just imagine where this was all going about how we all need to get along.......
"So, I am supposed to pull fake conversation out of thin air and pretend to like a person rather than just focus on my job? Not everyone else is all talking. _ _ _ _ just stands over there focusing on making her cakes......"

"Yes, but you don't even say Boo to her."

"Why should I? I'm not here to be friends with her."

"Yes, but you should be cordial."

"Hey, it goes both ways. I come in, I say aloud a blanket Hello to all as I come into the deli and she ignores that too and doesn't respond - but the difference is - I couldn't care LESS. If someone doesn't like me, doesn't want to talk to me, doesn't want to be friends with me, I DON'T CARE AT ALL."

To all this, shrunkenapplehead sat and looked amazed, then she chimes in, "Is that normal?"
To which, thank G-D the super agreed and had to remind her, "Yes, L_ _a, not everyone has to be your friend."

She's the type of person that just DOESN'T GET IT. She is so loud, annoying, nosey, intrusive, drama and NEEDY that if you're not her friend or acting like part of her fricking gang then it BOGGLES HER MIND that someone would choose to not talk to her.

So, super asked when/where it all started, where did it all come from. shrunkenapplehead jumped at the chance to give her story at when it all started and I sat and listened. Super looked at me, and I said, "She's right. I'll own it, I'm fine with that. It DID all start with that incident and I did tell her "it's just fking chicken!" but she's not revealing how it came to a boil. She pushes and pushes and doesn't let up the drama. (then I turned my attention directly to her) L_ _a, I am sorry, maybe you don't even realize what you are doing, but you ARE VERY DRAMA. Evvvvveryyythingggg is such a big deal to you and you are loud and overbearing and waaaay over the top." I turned my attention back to the super, "It was later in the evening and I decided to make a lighter load of chicken rather than the full rack, so we would have enough if people swing by, but not so much to get stuck with too much leftover cooked chicken. As I am pulling the cart of chicken back to the fridge, L_ _a sees the light rack and FLIPPED OUT. 'Oh my G-D! Why is there only 3 chickens....on and on.'

L(shrunkenapplehead): "I didn't do that." (she ALWAYS denies EVERYTHING that is brought to her attention)
super: "Yes, I was told by another source in the store that you absolutely flipped out and made a scene."
me: "I honestly thought she was joking. I turned to her and said, 'Are you kidding?' I can't make a lighter load? (super)just made a lighter load earlier, why can't I?" She flat out told me I am not allowed to do the chicken that way and I asked her again, 'so, you're standing there literally telling me I am NOT ALLOWED to make a judgement call and make less chicken at this time of night? Then she got in my FACE and told me I am not allowed. That was when I lost it and told her, 'It's not ROCKET SCIENCE, it's FKN'G CHICKEN!"

So, now super had a clearer picture of how shrunk pushed me to snap. So super reminded her she is in no way my supervisor and just let me do my job. (gimme a fn break) I cannot believe it even came to all this. I had to speak up again.

"I cannot believe we are having to sit back here like kids in a principal's office and relive all this stupid drama. I still say, it's JUST CHICKEN. Even after that crap, I still chatted with her a bit around the deli, but when she pulled more of her stupid crap on me, I decided that's IT! I'm not making an effort to be friends or even cordial with craziness that will turn around and stab me in the back - for WHAT? A stupid DELI JOB? No offense to everyone else here doing a great job, everyone works great, but I came here JUST FOR A SIMPLE PART TIME PAYCHECK for extra money. I did NOT SIGN ON FOR THIS BS. Gimme a break."

super: "So, you're still saying you have no intention of being friends?"
me (laughing in disbelief): "No, I could care less. I'm just doing a p/t job man."

It went on a bit more and I took that time to reveal to them that I am already looking around for something else anyway and didn't want to say anything until I landed something, but I might as well let them know, I am OUTTA THERE. It NOT WORTH IT.

bla bla bla, At least I got some validation from super-of-the-night that Lshrinky IS DRAMA.

Last night when I arrived, the Manager, above super, was kina hovering around the timeclock as I came in. It kina looked like she wanted to catch me as I came in. So, we stepped into the office and I am thinking 'here we go again' but surprise surprise, Manager wanted to vent to me that she is fed up too and she is looking to move on. She said that she is FULLY AWARE of all L's stupid BS and drama and that she went so far as to make up a BS story about the deli manager (her) and how stupid is she to think that Manager wouldn't get wind of it? So, Manager told me she went right up to her and told her, "By the way.....

I told Manager, "It is as if she thrives on drama. She is so hooked on drama and HAS to live by drama that she makes up any BS story out of thin air and doesn't even realize what the hell she is doing. And she wants everyone to be her friend about it all."

Anyway, we had a good laugh, I handed Manager my letter of 2 weeks notice that I had already typed up at home anyway, so I was glad I ran into her. So, I have a set date, Saturday, November 22nd is my LAST DAY at one of the worst jobs I have ever had the displeasure of pursuing, even if it was just p/t for extra money.

STOP THE INSANITY, keep your sanity. Don't do bonehead jobs for extra money thinking it's going to be easy. There's a REASON there are boneheads in that job market, they'll fkn insult your intelligence, m a a a an! :-)

Can't sleep.

Since we landed the new rental today with just a quick phone call to the landlord, and everything else is falling into place, my mind is racing. I already have the entire floor plan all mapped out - if only I could draw, to show Mel how the new place is going to look. He'll just have to be patient while I play housewife and get it all set for our ready made little family.

He doesn't have much furniture. The house is all pretty much going to remain my style, s w e e t. :-)

Mel is a big-time hunter and he is so thoughtful to have immediately brought up the gun issue and my daughter. He's going to get a gun safe. We're not so much worried about what she would do, but she's going to be a teenager soon, and we're sure she's going to have more and more kids over and we don't want to chance anything. He brought all that up and I thought that was awesome.

It's great to have someone that is so in sync with each other's every thought. Just when I think I am being a spaz, going over so much details and plans in my head, he chimes in with just as much plans for our future and the everyday to-do's that we need to get ready for this next big step. He's so excited, like a lovestruck teenage boy.

We weren't even going to look for anything bigger than a 2 bedroom for now, to rent, until we buy. But since the downstairs unit just happens to be 3 bedrooms and the rent is cheap and the Landlord knows me and likes me, we're going for the quick and easy move into the cheap rental. I'm loving how I can use the 3rd room as our office. For years, I have had my desk and PC in the dining/living room area. Now, our new place will have a real grown-up layout. Full living room dedicated all to entertaining guests and media entertainment without the big eyesore in the room, tacky computer and discheveled desk. The office can be a real working office and if it looks discheveled and really working, fine, that's what that room is for. I am so looking forward to my cushy-cozy living room.

The dining room is all dining room, with no extra anything shoved in there, out of place, looking as if we obviously don't have room to put it anywhere else. My daughter gets her own room and the happy couple get their own room. And we all get a much bigger full bathroom. I haven't enjoyed a full bath in too long. Have been living with stupid upright showers. I love to soak in a hot bath reading a book and enjoy a nice glass of wine. That will be the first thing I do after a good day working hard moving all our crap downstairs.

And I am so happy that Mel loves to entertain and have friends over. He has a lot of friends. If you have been catching up on my blog, you'll know we have only known each other about a month and we are still getting to know each other - brilliant observation. This afternoon, we took a run to the dump and I swear, about every other car was someone honking and waving to Mel, it was cute. First, we round the corner and there's a car at the gas station with a guy waving to Mel. The very next parking lot, at a little convenience store, another person waving, at the dump, another friend, on the way home, yet another person waving, no exaggeration.

I finally had to say, "You sure know a lot of people." Mel said, "Well, that's easy to do in such a small town." He knows all about how I have pretty much kept to myself a lot and not made it a point to actively get out enough and really accumulate a lot of friends, and that's ok. Mel is the type of guy that everyone who meets him, just really likes him a lot. He's just a simple good-ol guy about town. Everyone that waved to us was smiling a great big friendly smile for Mel, also because everyone he knows has been trying to hook him up with someone over the years....he just had not met me yet. I have asked around a bit, the few people that I know, and they all say, he's just a great guy and they have NEVER seen him with a girlfriend.

Mel says some of the guys at work now are razzing him about being all sappy happy around work now. One guy is even teasing him, calling him, "Mr. Domestic." That guy takes it further and says, "Don't let her change you maaaan, you're the great Mel Hills." He laughs so hard when he tells me about how much teasing he's getting at work. That's another reason he knows so many people. There's only about 1 'big' employer in this little podunk town, and that's the lumber mill. Mel transferred to this mill from Bend, and he has been holding down that same job, with a good working record and great reputation for about 5 years now and he has no plans to go anywhere - it's a good gig and it sounds like he has a lot of buddies there. It's going to be fun to have bbqs and maybe some poker parties, stuff like that.

This is going to be so fun. My guy will be off to work and I get to spend the day putting it all together! The only pieces of my furniture that I cannot move on my own are the 60" t.v., my sidexside fridge and my washer and dryer. He can get a team of guys from work to whip those down there.

I still can't sleep, but there's nothing more to type about now, since I have a one track mind with all my latest plans. I'll have to just type up the updates as we go!

silly update: another great bonus to Mel working in the Toledo, Georgia-Pacific lumber mill, all the free asswipe and paper towels we can use in our lifetime, times generations. And that's not steeling. They just giiiive this chit away to the employees. We already have so much boxes of this crap paper/paper crap, we practically have to give it away ourselves, not quite. So don't ask me to mail you a monthly supply just yet. If you think about it, we're still going to have to wipe in our ripe old golden years. :-)

My Grandparents eloped after a few months, let's just say, less than a year.

My Grandmother, Phyllis, told me this story after Grampa passed, something I had never heard before, and if I remember correctly, something, she said, she had not spoke of while Grampa was here. It was something special between the two of them, this story of how they met, fell in love, were inseparable and then eloped.

My Grandfather, Joaquin Marshall Falcon was a butcher in a grocery store and one day he looked up and saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, my Grandmother. Instantly, in that moment, the voice of an angel whispered in Grandpa's ear, "This is the woman you are to marry."

Grandma told me that Grandpa told her that he heard the voice as clear as someone was standing right next to him there at the store. They met, fell in love, met each other's parents and eloped.

Grandma and Grandpa Falcon were always The quintessential example of what I dreamed a happy couple is all about. They walked through life together with sheer joy, never aired their dirty laundry in public and were hands-on, all about the well being of the grandchildren and healthy family living. Unfortunately, not every generation can pull that off.

Only True Love can pull that off and pull life together in all the right places and all the right timing.

If you are a regular reader, you may have noticed I deleted a couple recent posts. I was expressing doubts about my new guy - my guy I met in the grocery store as I worked on the other side of that counter, much as Grandpa did. Reading too much into it? Perhaps, but my guy and I have to admit to ourselves and we have expressed to each other now, that we are inseparable.

The doubts I was having were all my own. I had typed something to the effect that since I was so happy now, I am having the feeling that I'd like to date around more, since I have hardly dated in all these years, this new revived feeling is making me just want to go out and have FUN!

I took a week off from Mr.New Guy - My Mel, that's right, I can put it all out there now, his real name and all our sappy happy-ness :-) After about a week, I called him just to touch base, and as soon as I heard his voice, I realized just how much I missed him, I was hooked. It was a few more days before we made plans to see each other again, but when we saw each other, it was definitely mutual.

My daughter likes him, he likes her, he is fine with all our critter pets, we're moving together to a cheap rental and now we are scouting around for our dream home and acreage to buy! YAY We're going to breed more horses, farm the land and he's definitely keeping his great job he's got a good gig going at the local lumber mill. Benefits, 401k, job security.

Our first glance is at a great 18acre place just about 3miles away that is all set with a huge barn and indoor arena, beautiful 2 story farmhouse. We can board horses to the public and breed and I can run the show. Still a bit of a dream, but it's so fun that he's dreaming out loud of great ideas too - we are both on the same page.

My daughter and I are in a 1 bedroom place right now, and the downstairs, full basement, 3 bedroom unit is opening up Dec 1st, so I made the call today to the landlord and he said, "Done deal." Landlord is happy because he doesn't have to advertise, he knows me as a tenant already and we're happy to rent there for a while until we lock in the perfect buying scenario.

Sure, it's a rush, we know it sounds crazy to everyone else, no matter how you slice it, but we both have been alone a very long time and when you know, you know. Mel has been alone because he knew he just didn't meet "the one" yet.....until one day he saw me in the store and he knew I was the girl for him. He told me he used to just hover around the produce area watching me at work - hmmm, that sounds a little creepy typing that out loud. But it's mutual. From the day I first met my Mel, I found myself looking forward to this guy cruising by the deli again and again. Mel is 49 and I am 39, we both feel that we are too old to be playing boyfriend/girlfriend, we just want to be together everyday and we are so ready for the good family life.

I am leaving that stinking ole stupid deli job - and Mel said I get to do whatever I want. He said he knows from watching me that I'm a hard worker and I'll accomplish whatever I set my mind to and we'll make it all work.

Best part of all, lil ole 39yr old me is finally getting married! We both agree we want to be married, but I'm not mentioning anymore about it, or pushing anything, because Mel is very romantic and I have a feeling it will be best if I leave the plans and proposal to him, I am sure he wants to have something very special planned for me. He knows I have never been married.

After dinner tonight, Mel went home, out to his little place way out in the woods about 10 miles from town, and we miss each other already. 1, . . 2, . . .3, . . altogether now, . . . B A R F :-)