Domestic Geek

I mention this every time the clocks change, but this practice we have of jumping back and forth between Daylight Saving Time and Standard Time is asinine! I hate how out of sorts I feel for weeks until my body's internal clock resets. The whole thing is stupid!

I haven't been thrilled with much that's on television this season and therefore not terribly saddened by the Hollywood writer's strike, but one show I absolutely love is The Big Bang Theory. Maybe it is the soft spot I have in my heart for geeks or because I am one, but I absolutely love this show!

I first thought the premise was stupid. I only watched it because it was sandwiched in between two other Monday night shows I regularly watch. Here's the premise: Two genius-type guys share an apartment and their world is turned topsy turvy when a pretty blond moves in a across the hall. Stereotypes abound, but I can totally believe the storylines. I've read several reviews of people absolutely hating this show. Maybe it's because they don't know any of these types of people in real life. All I know is, it's one of two shows that I look forward to every week, the other being The Ghost Whisperer.

I'm sure this show will not survive more than a season since I like it so much, though. Seems to be my luck.

I had all sorts of things I needed to do, all sorts of things I wanted to post...not a thing got done.

Instead, I spent most of the time in bed either sleeping or curled up in pain. w00t! So much for having an extra hour in my weekend. Oh, well, tomorrow is another day and all I can do is move on from here.

I did end up watching a movie called Because I Said So that I got from Netflix. It had Mandy Moore, Diane Keaton and Lauren Graham in it. It was a cute story. I still have a hard time seeing Lauren Graham as anything other than Lorelai Gilmore, though. Earlier this week, I watched Evan Almighty, too. I thought for sure I wouldn't like it, but I'm glad I gave it a chance because I actually liked the story a lot better than Bruce Almighty.

WARNING! Woman Stuff Ahead! Ignore the first paragraph if you're a guy!

This sucks. My period, which normally starts Tuesday or Wednesday, decided it would wait until late last night to arrive. My planned day of designing my new layout and of doing much-needed housework was derailed and instead I spent much of the day curled up in bed with a heating pad. *sigh* Even a hot shower (almost to the point of scalding), did nothing to reduce the cramps and chills I was feeling. I have got to get myself back on the pill. Even though I will still cramp, it isn't as bad and my cycles are predictable. I'd much rather feel like crap at work than at home on the weekend.

I did venture out briefly to have a yummy dinner of a broccoli cheese soup bowl over at Mike & Nina's home. Marcus got me a tasty chai latte from Starbucks on the way home. I put together the puzzle that came out of the HUGE Kinder egg that Marcus' sister sent and now I'm off to curl up with the heating pad again.

I'm really hoping my body cooperates tomorrow as I have much to do. I just realized yesterday that Thanksgiving is less than 3 weeks away. The holiday season is almost upon us and I'm panicking because I'm once again not ready. With no OT again this week and very little paid blogging, my income lately has sucked. I wish I had a beater car that I could use to deliver pizzas. That is the only part time job out there that can make some decent money. I can't use my current car to do it or it won't last until the payments are done. I can't even design on the side because my creativity is stalled. I've got a friend that wants me to redo her site and I can't even make myself do that. I know it's the financial stress that I'm under that is killing my creative desires (I haven't even picked up my knitting needles in 2 weeks), yet if I could be creative, I could make some more money. It's a really lame catch 22.

I'm a little depressed, too. Wednesday is the day that I had been planning on flying to Vegas. I'm really disappointed in myself that I couldn't figure out how to make that happen.

A long time ago, waaaaay back before I even had a blog, a coworker at the place of pizza employment was going through a divorce and had to get rid of his birds. I was told they were parakeets, so I agreed to take them in. Well, imagine my surprise that one of them was not a parakeet at all. After a bit of research, it turned out that one of them was a Peach-faced Lovebird — not only an expensive bird, but one that has quite a long life span. Marcus named it Kane after a popular WWF wrestler at the time that wore a red leather face mask (we later learned it was a girl when she laid eggs, but the name stuck). She's been in the original cage that I was given when I got her. Marcus and I both felt it was a little small for her, it was a pain in the butt to clean and the plastic bottom was actually cracked. We had planned on getting a new one, but circumstances and finances had never aligned right for us to get her a new home.

Now, I need to mention before I continue this story that I used to be quite the garbage queen, especially back in my pizza delivery days. Many a day I would come home with "treasure" that I had found in someone's trash and it would drive Marcus crazy, especially when it would sit around being more clutter. I promised him a few years ago that I would quit bringing home other people's trash.

About a month ago we were coming home from the store and as we turned the corner onto our street, there, perched upon the stuffed Hefty bags, sat a huge bird cage. I excitedly asked Marcus to pull over so I could get it. He said I wasn't going to take it and I begged for him to please stop the car. He gave in, and even though it was raining pretty steady, I got out and snagged it.

As per my procrastinating ways, it took a couple of weeks before I got around to cleaning it up (it was rather filthy from a parrot or something) and got it ready for her. It was missing the seed and water cups, so I found a suitable water dish and a couple of new wooden bars. While I was out getting those, I saw the same cage at PetSmart retailing for $119 (though the model originally came with a stand). Score! I was feeling quite happy that I had snagged it for free! Well, we got her all moved in and it took a few days for her to get accustomed to the new digs, but she seems quite happy now and her old cage has since ended up in the dumpster.

I couldn't believe that someone would just throw a cage they had obviously invested such a chunk of cash in, but I am so glad that they did.