A Different Person!

When we were in Redner's yesterday looking for sauce for our wings, a lady approached us and asked if we remembered her. My response was, 'No, but that's not saying much. I don't remember any one.' Hah! I looked to Chris for respite and he looked just as confused. It turned out she was the employee of a local dollar store we go into occasionally. She apparently quit a few weeks ago. Once she said that, I could place her. She then said when she was first approaching us she noticed Chris right away, but until she saw my face she thought he was with a different woman! Haha. Apparently I've lost that much weight. It was pretty flattering and she went on about it for awhile. No one else around me has really mentioned my weight loss at all. I'm usually the only one that brings it up. So, it was nice encouragement. I mean, sixty pounds is a lot, but sometimes it's easy to lose the sense of accomplishment when you look at how far you still have to go.

After talking about taking advantage of sales and loyalty offers last night I decided it was time to actually use my Wal-Mart app. I've been saying that I wanted to try their 'savings catcher' since this past October. Hahaha. My Aunt has saved like 100$ with it already. I'm going to try to add my Mom and grandmother's receipts too since they don't bother with technology. It's really easy to add the receipts to your account. You can either scan the QR code or you can type in the barcode number at the bottom. If anything was on sale/cheaper anywhere else they give you the difference that you can accumulate.

May Flowers My Ass!

According to a local newspaper it's rained 16 of the past 22 days in our area. I like the rain, but c'mon! It makes gardening tricky, shopping annoying, and yard sales damn near impossible.

And I need to have some damn yard sales. Shit, I'm still finding more stuff to sell as I keep organizing.

Chris and I went out around 1:30 to do errands today and didn't get home until around 5. The sad part is that we're home because we're broke, not because I got everything done. This has been a running trend the past few weeks fueled by spending 100$ on dry food alone for the animals. It lasts forever, but it's a bitch when we have to get it. You can get a smaller bag for less of an immediate investment, but you wind up paying over 50$ extra long-term. Plus we were totally out of litter, treats, and wet food on top of it. Daisy and Tux soon need their yearly exam and boosters too. Having pets and properly caring for them is not cheap. And yes, sometimes we go without so they can have what they need. This has been one of those times. We'll be caught up eventually. My list has grown shorter at least.

I did manage to get some supplies to work on a really cool organizing project for my make-up and beauty supplies. I'm making a magnet board! Painting some aluminum dark purple to contrast our bedroom wall, and then using magnets and what not I'm going to hang my make-up. If it's half as cool as I think it's going to be I'll be happy. And it'll open up another drawer for organizing clothes. I feel like I'm never going to be finished organizing this house.

Also, we got a hummingbird feeder! I've been wanting one for a long time and they had one really nice glass one on super-cheap clearance at the pet store. I couldn't resist. We need to find something to hang it from though. I'd really like to put it in our front yard. My Pop likes to chill on our front porch, and we sit out there too. And Tuxington likes to watch the birds out the screen door. I've seen hummingbirds buzz past out front before. I guess we need to find something like a pole for hanging flower baskets from? We don't have a tree there to hang it from. 

Five Days!

Today was crazy and zipped by so quick.

I got up and worked on chores. Got a bunch of pictures uploaded to our account on the WedPics app. Chris went out with his brother Clyde to see his new house.

Janelle and Clyde came back with Chris afterwards and hung out at our house for awhile and chatted. They're going to take part in the hand fasting ceremony at our wedding so we were explaining that to them and catching up since it's been awhile. Chris also asked Clyde to be one of his groomsmen. He wanted to ask him months ago but they lost contact for awhile. It's a bit last minute to work out, but at least the groomsmen don't need to know anything too complicated for at the wedding.

TENS has turned out to be the sadistic boyfriend I never wanted..

So after much conversation and squeezing in at my doctor's office I finally got a TENS unit.

Like most relationships, it was new and I was excited. Oh the possibilities!

Then it showed it's ugly flaws and it became not so fun.

Wires.

I fucking hate wires. They got caught everywhere, tangle, pull, etc. I can't stand it. It makes me see red.

I decided I could try to get past it though. Humans do have one of the larger brains on the planet.

So then comes the blindly in love portion of the relationship. TENS was freaking awesome.

I could actually go up steps fairly normally. Whee!

So I decide to go out exploring and enjoying my new found experiences.

I went shopping with my grandparents.

We're at store four, this is a new broken hip record for me. I'm really starting to think TENS and I can get along.

Then, it happens. The point where everything you believed turns into a giant lie.

The fucking battery died. Much like the chemistry, and my percocet.

We're 10% into a giant Wal-Mart shopping trip and everything shuts down.

I'm about ready to have a sobbing break-up fit in the middle of the produce section.

And it's not just any battery. TENS takes a special kind of charge. There was no hope.

I had to go on without it.

By the time we were 30% through I was limping and whimpering like an injured puppy.

I gave up, and accepted my defeat as gracefully as possible on a Wal-Mart bench.

Bastard.

My grandparents return for me and I have a gleam of hope. Almost home for drugs!

And fail. 100+ customers and two registers. Typical Wal-Mart cliche I know, but I wish I was lying. I really do.

I tried to stand in line with my grandparents, I mean really I'm a quarter their age. The look on my face must have said it all though; my Pop shooshed me to go sit down.

I shamelessly stole a bench seat from an old lady and waited what seemed like ages.

They come back empty handed and proclaim; "Let's just go, we're leaving it!"

I was horrified. The only response I could muster was "Oh hell no! I struggled though this shit and we're not going home empty handed! I don't care if I have to sit on the floor in line."

My grandparents begrudgingly went to go back, when alas more registers opened! Hallelujah! And whatever other religious shit you can come up with.

So now I'm home licking my proverbial wounds and planning an orgy with my dependable friends with benefits; Flexeril, Morphine, and Percocet.

Maybe we'll try again tomorrow, but the trust is lost TENS. It's lost.