A Long Bunch of Nothin'

Soooo, guess who woke up at 7:15 today? I did, and to most of you out there that's nothing, and generally for me that would be waking up late. But today's my day off, and I hate that I keep waking up earlier and earlier. I think that's the true sign of being an adult, when you can't sleep in anymore, even if you wanted to. RRRG. Oh well, I suppose it is good since I have loads of things to get done today...such as blogging, or something.

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P.S. Disclaimer right now: this is going to be LONG, and fairly not exciting. Just thought I'd let you know.

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Anyhoo, I'll first update on the comings of the never-ending house project. This week got off to kind of a slow start because of Harry Potter.

All day on Saturday, Philip would take reading breaks so that he could read another chapter or two of book 7. I also took advantage of these times to read more of book 6, because I have a horrible memory when it comes to reading, so rereading 6 is like a new adventure again for me. Anyways, Philip finished the book on Sunday night, so on Monday we got back to business. I took my last test on Monday night and got a bright and shiney A, hip hip hooray! Then I came home and we started moving things OFF our carpet because our new carpet was installed on Tuesday morning! I took this picture before I left for work on Tuesday. Is that our couch standing up in our kitchen, you ask? Why yes, yes it is. And the other couch was on the balcony. So on that same blessed Tuesday I got home from work to find: a) a house that smells like new carpet, b) new carpet that I am so very in love with, and c) Philip already moving our stuff back on to the carpet! Hip hip hooray for hew carpet! So this is very obviously our new carpet next to our new tile and new base boards! Hooray for three major steps done in our house! Our carpet is absolutely heaven-sent. Like really, I thought walking on our new tile was like walking on a dream, well my friends, this carpet is like a dream and a half! It's so delightfully fluffy, it makes me now realize just how trashed the old crap was!

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The old stuff was kind of like, remember when you were little and you had a very fluffy stuffed animal, and then you took it outside or "something" happened to make it dirty? So then you wash and dry it and the fluffy thing comes out all matted and coarse, and that's when you realized that maybe drying it wasn't the best idea? Anyways, that's what our carpet felt like. Like it had been washed and dried...twice. Kind of like "twice cleaned and professionally sanitized".

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That brings me to my next little question. Does anybody besides Kevie remember the Big Bob's Used Carpet commercials on tv? I have done the voice on those commercials a couple times lately for people then tried to explain it, and no one knows what the heck I'm talking about. That's all.

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SOOOO, I should probably wrap this up here since I have a bundle of things to do today. First and foremost, get packed and ready for VACATION!

We are going here:

and sharing a beach house with Sara, Jason and Oakley, which I couldn't be MORE excited about!

And then we'll probably hang out with them:

(p.s. this might be our mouse pad)

And then one day we're going here:

and eating lots and lots of these:

And in the mean time, we'll pobably get crazy sunburned, read lots of books, ride around Newport with Sara and Jason on beach cruisers, do some Back to school shopping for Philip, (who starts pharmacy school in less than a month!) and some 'Hooray for finishing pre-reqs school and good luck with applications to hygiene school' shopping for me!

Then when I get back it will be back to house stuff. Doing lots of organizing, touching up, repainting after new dry wall, scheduling installation of crown moulding (for our marriage's sake we aren't doing that on our own), getting new countertops and sink for our kitchen....sigh, still lots of work. I could really go for a house elf right about now. Oh, and I told Philip that if we ever got a pet, which he assured me we wouldn't, that I would name it Kreecher. That's all.

Have fun in not California suckers!

Best Songs Ever...

Here is a little list of songs that have been stuck in my head this week; Enjoy.

1. Phoenix Suns Gorilla tobacco song. This actually is stuck in my head at least twice every week. Lucky me huh?

"Smells foul, tastes foul, makes you feel foul too. Don't use tobacco it's a personal foul, it's a personal foul on YOU!"

2. "Hakuna Matata" from Lion King, obviously.

3. The hit single "It Wasn't Me" by Shaggy in like 2001 perhaps? I'm white trash.

4. "Manic Monday" by the Bangles. We listen to 80's music all day at work.

5. Which also partly explains, "The Final Countdown" along with my fondness for Gob on Arrested Development.

6. This is kind of random: "Telluride" by Tim McGraw.

7. "Da Da Da". Ok, not really, I just thought I would remind everyone how awesome music was in the 1998-1999ish era.

Ok, I can't think of any more right now, probably because "Telluride" and "Manic Monday" are both taking turns playing in my head. Anyways, have a great Wednesday everyone!

Amanda, this is for you...and Delia.

I have been painting for the past like 15 hours straight, which I'm using as the reason why I look this trashy. Then I decided to take a quick blogging break and much to my delight, I read about and saw Delia's glorious unicorn costume, and I laughed and laughed and laughed. Not only because I am wearing this shirt right now, but because I want a full fledged unicorn costume of my own.

Thanks Amanda for making hilarious children that like hilarious costumes.

Happy Mirror Day!

My mirror came!

I kind of look like I was trying to make a retarded face here. Not the case, waah.

TA-DA!!!

A pretty mirror with no cracks even after being shipped makes for a very happy day!

Tag is for suckers...

Kell, why in the world would you tag me? I'm boycotting. Better luck next friend, because I read yours and it was funny/half Candice's, and I thought of how I would answer those questions, and I put myself in a coma I was so bored.

So instead I'm going to use this opportunity to tell the world several things about myself. Not seven, because like I said, I'm boycotting tagging. Just several. I'll stop when I run out of things to say.

#1:

I like to use up pens. I generally pull apart a pen that I've been using for a while and see where the ink level is in it and if it is kind of low, I'll use it like crazy in an attempt to use it up before losing it.

#2:

I don't lick envelopes. I hate the feeling of like your tongue getting dry towards the end, and the taste it leaves in your mouth, and I heard of this girl who licked an envelope and it paper cut her tongue, and then a couple weeks later she had a bump there, and she went to the doctor and they cut it open and THOUSANDS of baby cockroaches came running out... has anyone heard that story since 4th grade? You're welcome for bringing it back to your memory.

#3:

I HATE cockroaches. They are one thing I just CANNOT handle at all. Soon after we moved into our ward, one crawled on my skirt after Sunday School and I screamed and then started crying, and I'm sure everyone thought I was emotionally unstable, which is half way true. So yeah, cockroaches are how I envision hell.

#4:

I also hate birds. Especially courageous ones that don't fly away when you approach them. Gross.

#5:

I LOVE Fridays. Probably more than most people. It is a day to sleep in, get laundry done, clean my house, hang out with my adorable sisters, Sara & Alyson, oh, and I blog. Happy Friday everyone.

#6:

I really enjoy online shopping. But by that I mean that I browse websites, put stuff in my online shopping bag, and when I'm done, look at my total and click exit, and never buy any of those things.

#7:

Philip and I have decided that if we somehow won a large sum of money we would:

a) take the lump sum, not increments

b) pay off our family's debt for them

c) buy a pretty house in Mesa

d) he would work at a record store, and I would work at a book store - just for fun

#8:

My love for Pottery Barn has recently been revived. When I called the other day to order my mirror, the hold music was Frank Sinatra, which I thought was just so charming. And then yesterday I got an e-mail from Edith in the customer service department asking me to rate how my experience ordering was. Aren't they sweet? I want to live at Pottery Barn.

P.S. My mirror shipped yesterday! Oh yeah Momma, it's coming to your house via UPS. Thanks!

#9:

Going along with being totally OCD, I can't have my foods touching on my plate. Like even to the extent of you can't put your salad on the spot where your mashed potatoes were, because then tastes and textures and ew, things just mix. I usually use two plates at a large dinner.

#10:

Philip picks out most of my clothes these days. He's the best.

#11:

Last summer I took Spanish 101 and 102, because I thought I needed them. I didn't, and though they could be useful living in this great state of Arizona, the only words that stick in my mind are "Por ejemplo..." which means "for example". Very useful. I'm a champ.

#12:

I hate school. A lot. This next semester I don't have to take any classes, and I'm so excited because there is nothing that I love more than being able to read, watch tv, hang out with my family, or do ANYTHING that isn't school related, without having the nagging feeling that you really should be studying or something gay like that.

#13:

Speaking of school. I would love to teach high school. That has been my major, but then I had to face the facts that I would make like 74 cents an hour, and that I want to have babies someday. So dental hygiene it is.

#14:

I love wrapping paper and wrapping presents! I, in fact, am kind of a Nazi about it. At Christmas time, all of the presents that go under our tree match our tree decor. I have lots and lots of wrapping paper, and would love to just spend like $100 at Costco on ribbon and wrapping paper.

#15:

Everything is better when Costco is involved. For my 18th birthday I asked for a Costco card. I got it and am still on my dad's account, as is everyone else in my family.

Obviously Joneses + Costco = heart.

#16:

Christmas is for sure my favorite holiday. From like February on, I wish that Christmas was closer. Oh and I really like my pretty tree.

#17:

I thoroughly enjoy planning things. Especially parties and showers and stuff. Sara and I will usually make lots of lists of the food we would like involved, and then divie it up and get really excited. Then we make the invites for a Project Friday. It's the best.

#18:

I want 6 kids. And if I can manage to get them here all in like 8 years, I would be in heaven. People (including you who are reading this) always laugh and tell me that I'll change my mind once I have one, but I don't think I will. I have loved growing up in a big family, as has Philip, and I want my kids to have the crazy madness of a huge family too. Now that my brothers all live out of state, I feel like there are never enough people around when we get together. Big families are where it's at.

#19:

Philip has seven older sisters, which means I have seven older sister-in-laws. Luckily for me, they are all absolutely fabulous. But I'm not going to lie, it was seriously like the ultimate source of inadequate feeling-ness to marry into a family like his, because Philip is their baby brother and they all think he is about the greatest thing on the face of the planet. I agree, and we get along wonderfully.

#20:

I hate working out and/or dieting slash trying to eat healthy. I also hate my Jones booty. At this point I'm not sure which hate will conquer the other.

#21:

98% of the time, Philip does not think I'm nearly as funny as I think I am. It is a sore spot in our marriage. I mean come on, who doesn't think that the word poop and it's accompanying friends are funny? Like a couple of weeks ago at work, Dr. Heap left his can of Diet Pepsi up on my desk, so I got out my sharpie and wrote Poop on it. Then when he came back, Sara, Brooke and I waited impatiently for him to drink it, and after he did, Sara said, "Why are you drinking Poop?" And we were like dying laughing, as I am just typing this story. Apparently we're 10 years old.

#22:

I love my life. A lot. I love my cute husband, I love my family, I love my friends and my job and my condo, even though it is a wreck right now. I love Diet Pepsi quite a bit, and I love blogging with my oh so funny Jones cousins. Never in a million years would I have ever imagined that I could be THIS happy.

Cheers to you all bloggers! I hope that your day is fun-filled and adventuresome. And I triple-dog dare you to boycott tagging and just type to your hearts content about anything you dang well please! Thanks for reading (if you did) and I'll have more pictures with updated house stuff soon!

I'm the luckiest girl in the world...

Philip has decided that he likes Pottery Barn, and this weekend looked through lots of my saved up magazines and turned down the corners of pages that he liked stuff on. It was very adorable, and I'm really excited to maybe have a little more of a chance of getting stuff from there that I NEED. :) Like this mirror for my front bathroom: Then yesterday he went to the Pottery Barn in the mall to try to buy it for me and surprise me. No such luck though, since it's a catalogue/internet only, but it's on special right now, so maybe we'll order it this weekend along with a few other things if I'm lucky! Hooray for Pottery Barn being a part of our marriage!

Phase 2 of Extreme Makeover Home Edition

First off, if you don't have OCD, count your blessings. This is what I have spent hours doing over the past couple days. The spot in this picture is in our laundry room, behind where the dryer goes, but for some reason my crazy self will not let the paint lines be messy, even if no one will ever see it.

Here has been the highlight of my morning...Hooray for new appliances! Look how pretty my range is. Maybe now I'll cook. But probably not.

And YAY for a white refrigerator with clear drawers, lots of shelves and an ice maker!

Boo for it not fitting. Good thing I am a handyman and will be able to just sand that down. By the way, sorry Dad I still have your sander...hope you didn't need that in Utah.

And a big thumbs up (or in this case, sideways since my thumb is retarded) for new pretty stuff and for home improvements, but definitely not for my outfit or hair. Please excuse those.

So that was my fun and excitement this morning. Here has been the crazy mess of a house that we've had going on all week long. This was last weekend as we rushed to get our moulding done before the installed the tile, so look closely at the floor, it is just ugly, hurty, chunky, rough cement, and I hated every second of it.

Philip cutting a very small piece of wood and me probably freaking out that he is going to chop his fingers off. Our grout choices for our tile. I personally was a fan of the lipstick red, and Philip liked the dark jungle green, but we decided that for resale purposes only, we'd stick with something a little more boring, like earth. And our finished product of the tile! I haven't painted those base boards yet, so don't judge them in the picture. This week has been the biggest headache ever. And from here on out, we are so paying for people to do stuff for us, seeing as how installing moulding almost sabotaged our marriage. Not for reals, but we are both VERY stubborn and VERY right all the time, so projects like this kind of aren't our thing.

But we are done with another major step! All we have left is our bathrooms, kitchen sink and possibly counters, a new AC unit, crown moulding, casing and carpeting!

Anyhoo, happy weekend friends! I hope it's awesome for you.

Oh, and if anyone has an extra 44 oz. of Diet Pepsi from QT lying around, feel free to bring it over!

THANK HEAVENS

The tile guys showed up today...something that didn't happen yesterday, I was almost swearing for real. They were late today though, and I almost had a melt down and almost wanted to murder someone but at 7:25, Mitch called to ask where our condo was and then at 7:29, they showed up and started unloading my very pretty tile. I can't wait to walk on a smooth, non-hurty floor tonight, and to feel liberated (very Fourth of July-esque) tomorrow when they finish the grouting! I'll post pictures of EVERYTHING that you didn't really care about to begin with, don't you worry.