Spring Cleaning Part 3: The Kitchen

So, yes, I did wimp out and not do my dining room.

My kitchen took me four hours, though!  FOUR HOURS!

It’s partially just because I’m kind of anal about my kitchen.  I like when it looks a certain way and the clutteryness (I know that’s not a word) of it recently has been driving me crazy.  And we had stuff in our pantry from like when we moved in, or things that Devon swore he was going to eat but hadn’t.  And it was just…bad.  So I finally just said, “screw it” and got rid of it all.

So I, admittedly, let my kitchen go in the past few days because I knew I was going to deep clean it this week, so I was just kind of “meh” about it.  So some of our before pics are gonna be like “OMG, you’re hoarders!”.  No.  It just hadn’t been organized in awhile.  Although I did have a box of giveaways to our local pantry and a bag of expired things after cleaning out everything.  So, it is nice to be able to give stuff to people that need it and it always feels good to purge.   Continue reading

Spring Cleaning Part 1: The Office

Initially, I was planning to just devote one day to Spring Cleaning the house, but then I remembered who I was.

There is nothing in me that is going to want to stay home and clean all day.  Nothing.  And generally, our house is pretty clean, it’s just a little disorganized and cluttered, which most people usually affectionately refer to as “lived in”.  So instead of killing myself in one day, I decided to do a room a day and start today with the office.  This way I have Devon home to say “do you really need to keep this” to and he can claim why he has to keep it in his life.

But, as the rest of the house, the office wasn’t that bad.  Just disorganized.  Our office is a conglomeration (as most people who actually have an office can probably be attest to that being normal), it has our officey stuff (obviously) and some shelves that I’d never hung, but there is also Christmas stuff stored there, some of Devon’s wardrobe in the closet and it’s our laundry throw-all, which annoys me.  I avoided taking a picture of it because it’s annoying.

I mean, I’m happy that we actually have a unit that has a washer/dryer in it, so I don’t want to make it sound like I’m complaining.  But it’s in the kitchen.  So there isn’t a set laundry area which I long for.  And our office has the most “unused” space, so it just wound up there.

Though, I finally took one for the team and bought this, Household Essentials Rolling Quad Sorter Laundry Hamper with Natural Polyester Bags, Antique Bronze Frame.  Its nice.  It has four compartments, the bags lift out so you can just take a bag to the washer and wash the bags themselves, it has wheels so we can move it around when it is in the way, and it’s big enough for the both of us (because we both hate doing laundry and are guilty of not doing it for a couple weeks if we can avoid it).  So I’m looking forward to that coming.  I’m old.  I’m looking forward to getting a laundry hamper.  Oy.

So I spent a couple hours in there just straightening, hanging shelves, dusted, vacuumed, and all that good stuff.  I’m pretty happy with how it looks now.  I took a couple pictures, just for funsies.

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Ooooo, I hate that rabbit….


Oh, sorry.  I was just watching Looney Toons.


Cause Spring Break.

Don’t hate.

I do have some plans for Spring Break, but not a ton.  Like we did go out yesterday.  I saw my derm and Devon and I went to visit a couple of his old co-workers and went to dinner.  We’re going to Devon’s Aunt’s for Easter and I have random plans with some friends once Devon goes back to school on Tuesday.

I also plan on spending some time spring cleaning the house.  It needs it.  It’s generally clean, just a little disorganized and cluttery.  I also do have a little work to do that I brought home with me.  But nothing crazy.

So my doctor told me that my iron level did go up some (I was reading the blood work wrong) but it still needs help.  My general doctor told me to try Vitrol-C which is easy on the stomach and has extra Vitamin C to aid in absorption but my derm told me to keep going with just the leafy greens and iron-rich foods.  She wants bloodwork again in 6 months, just for iron to see how it’s doing.  If it’s still low, then start the supplements.

I like the derm’s plan better so we’ll go with that.  She did also really like the progress my hair is making so she told me to follow-up in a year.  YAY!

On that note, I’m gonna go back to Looney Toons now.


:yawns and stretches:

So, I got home on Friday night with Burger King in tow……look, don’t judge.  It was a long week, Devon was working late (middle school Game Night on a Friday night…yup)and I totally just wanted to sit and veg in front of the couch watching lame YouTube videos (smart TV with YouTube capabilities FTW) and nom down a Whopper.  So I did.  We’re not gonna talk about the Jack Daniels I added to the diet coke I got with my meal, though.  But it was also nom.  It was so nice, tho.  I put on some comfy pants and a tshirt, and just chilled out in front of the TV for a few hours.  It was glorious.

Yesterday?  More of the same.  I slept for about 12 hours from Friday to Saturday, then I woke up, ate, watched some Roseanne, read a magazine, napped for about 30 minutes, watched Family Feud, Devon made dinner (that I ate), we did a 24 marathon then watched some Chopped and the went back to bed.  Today? Woke up, ate some waffles and bacon, watched some Orphan Black and now watching Devon kill some psychos in Borderlands.  Just what the doctor ordered.

Yeah, so I got Devon into 24.  We’re about a third into the second season.  The first season, I admit, was a little sleeper.  There needed to be back story and a lot of random shit to explain other shit.  Yeah, I know.  But it was kinda meh.  He’s all about the second season, though.  He’s not beginning to understand why he would hear me yelling at the TV in college when it came on, as he was yelling at it last night because Kim is stupid.

He, in return, is having me watch Orphan Black because, me being me, I enjoy TV that screws with your head.  Just when I think it can’t get anymore convoluted, it does and I love it.  It’s great.

It’s become customary to do a big-ish breakfast on Sunday mornings.  I do the bacon and Devon does pancakes or waffles. I heard about this man’s “Signature” waffles for years and it took me moving in with him to finally get them.  Rood.

They are really, really good, though.  This morning he was all “you should do extra bacon since I couldn’t have my Sunday morning breakfast last weekend because SOMEONE had to go to Florida”.  No extra bacon for that.  Moocher.

But yeah, awesome weekend of doing nothing.  It was just what I needed.  It would make me not wanna go back to work tomorrow if it wasn’t a Professional Development Day so it’s not like the kids will be there.  And I only have to be there from 9-2.  I mean I’ll be there until like 9pm on Tuesday, BUT WE’RE NOT TALKING ABOUT THAT YET!

So……back to lounging.  Toodles.

Sad sacks

Last night, Devon and I looked like a truck ran over us both.

I ran the hell home after school because I was so tired I could barely see straight.  I was fine, initially, then made the mistake of laying down while watching TV and fell asleep around 5:15.  I have an alarm on my phone that goes off at 6pm for my “medication” (AKA birth control) that went off so I turned that off, looked over and saw Devon’s eyes were closed, too, and apparently drifted off.

Devon nudged me around 6:50 and was like, “wake the hell up for dinner”.  He claims he fell asleep because I was asleep and he got bored.  But Devon doesn’t nap.  He hates it.  It usually makes him grumpy/grouchy and he just doesn’t unless his body forces him.  So if he fell asleep, it’s because he was tired.  Not because he was bored.

So we get up and start doing dinner things.  Neither of us is conscious enough to talk, so we basically communicate in shoulder tapping and pointing.  It was so bad.  But I got lucky in terms of dinner last night because mine was already made for me because Devon’s Gramma loves me.  Devon went over there for dinner while I was gone and she was apparently heartbroken, literally, that I wasn’t there (to the point that he’s getting jealous because I’m getting “too close” to favorite status with Gramma and that I might surpass him, which won’t happen; he’ll always be her baby that always took his diaper off and ran around the house because he hated wearing them).  So she made some of the dinner for Devon to bring home to me.  So I had a big ol’ meal of turkey, stuffing, and mashed potatoes.  It was delicious.  So, thank you, Gramma.

And when I went to sleep last night, I had the weirdest dream, ever.  Devon made an appointment with my doctor for, I don’t even know, a check up, I guess.  He wanted me to go with him.  But instead of us going together, i was meeting him there.  On the way there, I stop at some…store and leave my car right outside, as opposed to parking in an actual spot.  When I get back in, there is someone else in the driver’s seat, and I’m apparently fine with this, as I don’t question it.  They start driving and suddenly, I’m like being abducted or something and I don’t know where I’m going and all this weirdness.  I try to text Devon and they throw my phone out the window.  And…I…don’t know. I’m sure there’s some huge psychological explanation about control or something that would explain this, but I don’t know.  It was just weird.

I do look forward to going home and going to sleep again, hopefully to less odd dreams, though.  That would be nice.

OH! And we have cake here today.  It’s one of the admission ladies birthdays.  So we have cake.  So I’m excited.

Sleep and cake.  That’s my day for today.

Friday the 13th…revisited?

I don’t know, today is just weird.  Meanwhile last Friday was fine.  I don’t know.

I slightly feel a little bleh, which has a tendency to happen after ACA Conferences.  Not emotionally or anything, just physically.  They take a bit of a toll on the body, especially when you’re in 80 degrees for almost a week, then go back to 40 degrees and windy.  Not to mention the lack of sleep and the crazy schedule.  So I’m all about going home today and chilling out and resting.

We had a Social Justice Assembly this morning that was having major technical difficulties at the beginning.  My department chair, who was hosting our speaker, was freaking out because of all the issues.  We started late, but once we got it together, the speaker was amazing.  We had Donald Whitehead a homeless advocate come and speak to our girls about his struggles with addiction and homelessness and how he got to where he is as a result.  It was a really powerful presentation.

Then I come back to the millions of things I have to do.  So instead of doing it, I check Facebook really quick.  I see one of Devon’s coworkers tried to friend me.  Doesn’t sound that bad, right?  Yeah…no.  This guy is annoying.  He’s one who thinks he and Devon are BFFS meanwhile Devon has, literally, flipped him off in a faculty meeting before (don’t worry no admin was present).  He thinks Devon is just playing around with him but Devon has specifically said I don’t like you.

This guy keeps trying to get Devon and I to hang out with him and his wife (who are in their mid-40s and who have kids that are only like 10 years younger than Devon and I are, which creeps Devon out).  If Devon liked you, maybe.  But he doesn’t even like you.  You annoy ME and I don’t even KNOW you.  Why friend me on Facebook?  I don’t know him like that or want to, at this point.  He’s kinda creepy.  Not interested.  :clicks deny:

Then one of the math teachers I work with and who likes to have awkward exploratory conversations with me (ya know, the “so where did you go to school?” “what do you like to do one weekends?” “what’s your favorite flower?” random shit like that), comes in to my office after the assembly.  I leave my door open, just as an FYI.  He starts asking more questions, “How was Florida (the whole school knew where I was, so it wasn’t a secret)?” “Was the weather beautiful?” “What did you do, other than sit out by the pool?” etc.  Then during his questioning, he encounters the picture on my desk of me and Devon from our first date.  He’s all “oh….is this your husband?”  I just respond with; “almost”.  Then he asks the “oh, so you guys have been together a long time?”, “about 10 years (he doesn’t need the whole sorted story at this point)”.  He looked really uncomfortable and wound up excusing himself just as uncomfortably as he looked.  My admin assistant comes in and was like “awww, did you just break his heart? You know he liked you”.  I’m like….oi.  Why?  I’ve barely spoken to him since I arrived here, other than lunch duty.

I dunno, though.  Today is odd.  I’m ready to go home and pretend like none of this happened.  It’s too random and odd for me today.

Florida, baby! 

I’m here!  I made it to sunny and got Florida!  Yay! 

Flight wasn’t bad at all (especially compared to the sixteen hour flight to Hawaii last year) and it was sunny and got when I got here. Love it. 

The Hyatt is beautiful. All the conference activities as here, too. So it’s making it really easy for me to never have to leave the building. BUT, there is a Dave and Busters across the street….and Disney World. So yeah, I’ll be leaving. Plus it’s gorgeous outside. 

I do have to admit though and most of you will either roll your eyes or want to gag, but:

I do miss Devon already. I can’t help it. We’ve been together every day since we moved in together. 

He messaged me a little while ago and was pretty much, “yeah I was fine until I was home and doing things and you weren’t here with me, then it got weird.”  So the missing is mutual. 

It’s nice that for the first time, I can’t wait to go home. Devon’s picking me up at the airport so I don’t even have to wait for the drive home before I can see my Devon again.  I even brought this little pillow he got me recently (not for Valentines day, according to him) because it’s cute and I can snuggle with it later. 

Yeah, I’m a sap. It happened. Deal. 

This man tried to cut a lock of my hair last night so that he could keep it with him while I was gone. SO ITS NOT JUST ME, DAMNIT! 

But other than that. Orlando is beautiful. One of my mentors and I went to eat when I landed because u hadn’t eaten all day. Italian food is the best thing ever. No matter what time of the day, what occasion, doesn’t matter. I’m an Italian in a Jews body. 

But I’m ready to collapse. Traveling is tiring, I did a ton of walking once I landed and I’ve unpacked so I’m so tired. My room is gorgeous, I’ll share some pictures of everything tomorrow. But I’m gonna chill out, watch some tv, talk to my Devon until we mutually fall asleep separately (haven’t done that in awhile) and pass out. 

Peace out from Orlando! 


‘Nother snow day.

And it’s sunny outside.

I mean, yeah, I’d rather be in school in June when it’s warm but still.  THIS IS SCREWING WITH MY SCHEDULE SO BAD!

I need to get all the juniors registered for senior year by the time I go to Florida and this is messing with it.

On another note. ONLY 9 DAYS UNTIL ORLANDO!!

It’s going to be 75 degrees when I land next Wednesday.  It’s supposed to rain, but just rain.  No white stuff!

No need for a coat!

And on another note, my house phone has rang 4 times in the 10 minutes of writing this post. None of it numbers I know, or even local to my area or state for that matter.  It’s fun.  It makes me wonder if our phone rings this much when we aren’t home (and no I never check our Caller ID).

On the plus side, since it is sunny and 40 degrees, I’m going to go out this afternoon and get a hair cut because needed badly.  Why waste a day?

And make that phone ringing count up to 5, now.

Seriously.  No need to be this popular.


Devon and I have known each other for 3,987 years.

Okay, maybe not THAT long, but it seems like it.  In the decade we’ve known each other, we’ve always had this weird intuitive sense when it comes to each other’s moods.  I can tell when he’s angry/annoyed/frustrated/etc from across the room without even looking at him and he’s pretty much the same way with me.  We’re also, eerily, both the same when to comes to confronting about it.  If one of us asks the other, “What’s wrong?”, the response is usually “Nothing, I’m fine.”.  It’s not until the asker calls, “bullshit”, that we usually say anything.  Again, twinsies.

But last night, I was just kind of…meh.  I honestly don’t know why.  Genuinely, I don’t know why.  I even had the amazing realization that Chik-Fil-A sells their delicious barbecue sauce by the tub (which I’m pretty sure I’ll be buying now instead of jarred stuff since I could just drink that sauce).  But I just sort of fell into a blech mood.  No one did anything, Devon didn’t say anything weird.  It, literally, was just a mood.  And in this mood, I became very quiet, very subdued and a bit listless.  Even the funny of Match Game barely got a chuckle out of me.

Devon flipped out.  Maybe not literally, but there was a definite and sudden alertness from him when I quieted down. At one point he was either rubbing my back or my cheek/face or playing with my hand every five minutes.  He asked what was wrong and I said “nothing, and before you call bullshit, i legit mean nothing”.  I’m not sure he believed me because if he did he would have stopped with the back rubbing and the snuggliness and all.  But he didn’t.  He even rubbed my back again when we went back to sleep this morning after finding out school was closed again.

I still don’t know why I was so blase last night.  It’s just one of those things.  I’m perfectly fine today.  It is nice to know that I have someone with me who is attentive enough to notice when something is off with me and want to fix it even if it’s nothing or not fixable.

Now I kind of want to re-watch Match Game because apparently Nipsey Russell said something hilarious but I wasn’t feeling it at that moment.  Nipsey was amazing.

Stephanie Hates the Snow Part 45632

So we managed to get a two hour delay this morning (both Devon’s and my respective county’s) even though mine had to wait until 5am to call it so I still had to wake up.

But it was a sheet of ice outside.  Devon slipped and fell when he walked down our steps this morning.  I almost slipped in the parking lot of my school because it’s barely plowed.  So much fail due to snow.  So much fail.

Triple facePalm Picard Data WharfAND I have to be at school until 8:30 tonight, so the likelihood of having to drive home in icy conditions is there.  I love ice and snow and everything that comes with winter so much.


Want spring now.