Domestic Geek

I watched Easter Parade on TCM last night and am currently watching In The Good Old Summertime. I don't think in all of these years I've actually watched anything with Judy Garland in it except the Wizard of Oz. Is it me or was she not really that good of an actress? She seems so stiff and wooden. I know she had some severe psychological problems and took drugs. I don't know if that affected her acting. It's sad because she had such a wonderful singing voice. There was a scene last night where you could really see the sadness in her eyes and that wasn't acting.

It came to Marcus' and my attention that we will be losing our east coast/west coast network station packages on December 1. Even though, Dish Netowrk had something worked out, some stupid judge butted in and declared that they had to stop offering them. I've emailed my senators and congressman, but I seriously doubt they'll do anything to save them. How stupid! There is no way I'm going to be able to record all the shows I normally watch now. Who does it really hurt if I watch the NBC from New York or CBS from L.A. Don't give me that local advertising crap because I fast forward through commercials on every station. Besides, I watch plenty of TV with my attenae back in the bedroom where I can't FF. The only other solution is to eventually get another PVR, but we don't have money for that now.

You know how I wrote this morning about wanting to get some money put away for my future. Just working a 9-5 type of job the rest of my life isn't going to do that. I'm looking into ways that I can cash in on the Internet and I've found a book that may just help me do that. Jeremy Palmer of QuitYourDayJob.com has written an ebook called High Performance Affiliate Marketing, an affiliate handbook packed with tips on how to generate income as an Internet affiliate.

Jeremy claims he made over $1,000,000 last year. While I probably wouldn't want to invest the time and energy it would take to make that kind of money, it would be nice to get enough extra income coming in where I wouldn't have to go work a second retail job until I retire.

Marcus and I got really tired of our bikes being in the living room, so he decided to get a rack to hang them in the laundry room. To do this, I had to move Skippy's food out to the dining room. In the long run, this will be good because he keeps falling on that long linoleum trip through the kitchen to the laundry room and then he can't get up. In the short term, the poor dog is totally confused as to why the laundry room door is shut and so he just keeps standing in front of it waiting for it to open. Silly dog. I hope he finds his food and water soon.

Managing my money has never been one of my good traits. In fact, I'm horrible at it. As I'm getting older, I really need to find ways to improve my financial health and get something put away for my old age. I found a new site that may be able to help. MoneyManager.com is a growing site that offers articles on reducing expenses, growing money and reducing debt. I am doing one thing right, though. In the "Cars: Managing a Depreciating Expense" article, I am making the most out of my car purchase. I bought used and I plan on keeping it long after its paid off. Since it is a Subaru that will not see any pizza driving action, I should get MANY years out of it.

Marcus took me to Wing Stop for some chickeny goodness. We had a nice evening chatting and enjoying our food. It's so awesome how we are totally comfortable with each other and still have intelligent, thought-provoking conversations. I'm so lucky to have him.

Anyway, I'm walking behind him from the car to the front door and suddenly Marcus jumps back, runs smack dab into me and tromps on my foot. There, sitting between us and our front door is a stupid raccoon. I'm pretty sure by the size of it, it's the same one from two nights ago. I was throwing ice at it and Marcus heaved a chunk of loose concrete at it and it wouldn't budge. Geez, I'm really starting to hate that thing. I don't know why it's hanging around here. It's not like we have trash or food outside. Grrrrr.