I Like Homemade Tardises (Tardi??) with old-school video games inside! YESSSS!!!

I so wish that I could do stuff like this, but I do not have the shop skills (and I never liked shop class, either), nor do I have the electronic skills (although I'd really like to learn more about that), and I really don't have the time.  But this kind of stuff is so damn cool, and of course being a huge sci-fi geek, I love Dr. Who, and I've always had a crush on the Tardis - it's alive, you know...

From  http://www.asciimation.co.nz/tardis/   

I like my house.

Yup, I like my house.  I don't spend nearly enough time in it, but I like it. We bought a little 2 bedroom condo in January 2012.  After paint, new carpet, new window blinds and new kitchen countertop, it's definitely home!  I LOVE the paint color on the walls in the living room:  It's biscuit.  It looks a little tan or peachy in my computer monitor, but it's actually a mellow rich gold/deep ivory color, like French vanilla, that looks like inviting, comfortable, sunny and bright.  Paired with white crown moulding and 9 ft ceilings in swiss coffee and - it's home!  Hubster picked out the biscuit color (I picked out a cheesecake yellow for the bedroom and meh, I would have liked biscuit better!).  He is awesome and he makes it home, too. He can read my mind!  Seriously. This is the exact color I wanted!

I love being married and I love and adore my husband ♥

Happy second wedding anniversary, my Love! ♥  Two years (and a day - it took  me a bit to get to my blog) ago, I married the most wonderful man who complements me (and compliments me).  I am still incredibly happy and look forward to the years ahead with relish! (...And maybe some chocolate... but maybe not at the same time...)

We did it right and got married in Vegas, Baby!  Right here, at the Little White Wedding Chapel where Joan Collins and Michael Jordan were married.  Um... but maybe not to each other.  I think...

I Like My Cute Little Rescue Dog

Yup, I like my cute little rescue dog.  Well, mine and my husband's rescue dog I should say.  I'm not really a dog person, but this is a pretty cute and sweet little dog.  Hubster's the dog guy and he's working wonders with this damaged little critter.  Doggie is Chihuahua/Dachshund and we don't really know what we're calling him yet. The county pound we got him from called him Gandalf the Gray.  I started calling him GG because Gandalf was really a silly name for such a little cute cat-dog.

But, hubster's taken to calling him Peppy (he spells it Pepe), and that's probably going to be his name.  It's really a wishful thinking kind of name because he's a scared little dog.  Fortunately, he doesn't bark.  He doesn't chew on things.  He doesn't have accidents, even when excited (well, okay, he barfed a couple of times, but well, I have too when I'm nervous).  He doesn't jump, he doesn't lick, in fact, he's pretty much had the dog beaten right out of him and he's also clearly been a chew toy for a larger dog by the scars and healing sores all over him.  He's blind in one eye because it's scarred from a puncture, and we don't know how old he is because his teeth say he's young, but his body says old.  In fact, we only had to pay the senior adoption fee.

Hubster getting GG to actually trust and play a little,
holding the bully stick tight so he can chew on it.

But, after only a week of hubster working very carefully and lovingly with him (hubster is so totally a dog whisperer - I'm pretty much lost and keep doing the wrong thing, but I'm learning), he actually can come over to us almost like a real creature without slinking over.  He's actually playing just a little and wagging his tail.  He's even pranced around happily a few times.










Yup, he's a good little dog and I like him.  I'd love to go on about horrible people, but well, I don't like them so they have no place on my blog about stuff I like. So, GG, Pepe, or whatever your name is, welcome!

I Like Chocolate Chocolate Cookies for Dinner

The Double Fudge cookies from Mother's Cookies are some of my favorites. Mmmmm... Guess what I had for dinner tonight?  Yup.  About 8 Mother's(TM) Double Fudge Creme cookies followed by one rather meager homemade bean/cheese burrito.  Gotta have dessert first - life's too short, and there are no guarantees!

Photo credit:  Mother's Cookies, http://www.motherscookies.com/images/products/foodshot_17412.jpg

I Like a Breather Between Classes!

It's been awhile since I posted, and my apologies, but I have a good excuse - really.  I started grad school on top of my regular full-time job - right at the time of year that I start with 60 hour work weeks.  I know that I posted recently about how awesome my husband is to continue supporting me in my insanity, so you all out there do already have some foreknowledge of my self-induced plight.

Well, and so here I find myself in the one week break in between courses.  It's wonderful, but I find myself being overrun with catch-up work.  Got the taxes done, get extra hours in at work, got the professional certification exam scheduled, got the upgrade implementation to go-live at work and next on the list is to apply for financial aid for the year now that I got my taxes done.  So, yes, it's awesome to have a week off, now, when can I get a week of for real?!  (A:  oh... when school's really overwith and the catch-up is done, you silly goose - no one to blame but yourself, after all, but boy do I hope I can make piles of money after it's all over with!)

It's Terrifying, but I Like David Thorne's Writing

Visit David Thorne's 27b/6 blog here, and just try not to almost die laughing.  Writing that I like his writing is  terrifying because he has a rapier wit and I'm pretty scared of being a target because I know that I am no match.  None.  Nope.  Nada.  None whatsoever.  Did I say none?  I roll over.  I surrender.  Considering I'm not a customer, not a co-worker not in advertising or graphic design at all, and have nothing to do with his son, hopefully I'll be safe. 

Nonetheless, for the sake of my blog, I take this risk, exposing myself, so that you, too, my dear, nearly non-existent readers, may come to know the humor, the sidesplitting hootenanny that is David Thorne's 27b/6 blog.  I might even buy his book.  You might, too.  I like virtual spiders. Kind of.