update to inspection

well it seems as though we have radon. fuck. but we are going for a mitigation system and we are happy about that so i don't want to hear any radon death horror comments. seriously.

here's some a-z for ya's:

A - Attached or Single: attached
B - Best Friend(s): tom, hunter and my girls. they know who they are.
C - Cake or Pie: i like pie
D - Day of Choice: saturday morning
E - Essential Item: chapstick
F - Favorite Color(s): pink
G - Gummy Bears or Worms: bears
H - Hometown: norwich, ct REPRESENT!
I - Indulgence(s): wine
J - January or July: july, though we did get engaged in january and it was pretty freakin fantastic
K - Kids: not yet
L - Life is incomplete without: love
M - Marriage Date: november 3, 2007
N - Number of Siblings: 1 younger sister
O - Oranges or Apples: both
P- Phobias or Fears: the dark, and small spaces
Q - Quote: "when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."
R- Ring size: 5
S - Season: fall
T- Tag 3 Friends: eh, anyone!
U - Unknown fact about me: i'm sarcastic. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA that's unknown, right?
V - Very favorite stores: target
W - Worst Habit: procrastination
X-ray or Ultrasound: this is random. ultrasound, i guess?
Y - Your Favorite Food(s): french fries
Z - Zodiac: gemini

well

the inspection went very well! woot! only found a few small things that are easily fixable. even by ME, if necessary. ha!

i think tom wants to change careers to work as a septic guy (or whatever the heck they are called). he was more interested in this portion of the inspection extravaganza than ANY other. i'm like learning about insulation and ventilation and water pressure and here's tom:

hello, dream fridge. i cannot wait to spend the rest of our lives together.

nerves

today is our home and septic/well inspection. i am VERY excited, but also so nervous. why do i read all these message boards with inspection horror stories? UGH.

the seller's agent is going to be there and has been pretty vocal about not wanting us to use a certain septic inspector -- and we are using that one. 1) she can't dictate who we use and 2) it's who tom's parents use, so it's not like we chose them to be spiteful.

my question is WHY? WHY does she not want us to use this place? is there something WRONG with the septic that only THEY would catch? is there a DEAD BODY in there? (oooh maybe we could get some csi up in there. paging nick stokes!) is my new back yard FULL of sewage? AHHHHHH! i'm so afraid of what will happen. the house is only 23 years old.

please ease my fears with tales of your amazing and happily-ever-after inspections.

i might puke.

shameless

did everyone have a nice memorial day? i hope you all spent it sending a silent shout out to me on my 33rd birthday. woot!

freaky freaky fresh!

my nephew is the next justin timberlake. HOLLA BACK, YOUNGIN! (and no, i didn't teach him this!!!)

bears, beets, battlestar galactica

i need something write about so i am stealing fun fact friday from tessie.

• FACT: i have never mowed a lawn. in my LIFE. it seems intriguing, but i know the novelty will wear off about three seconds into my first venture.
  
• FACT: my dad was an only child who lost both parents by age 11. i have NO idea about that side of my family. like, at ALL.
  
• SAD FACT: my dad's mother died when she was 44 (OF WALKING PNEUMONIA, PEOPLE!)and my dad died in a motorcycle accident at 44 also. creepy, right? side fact: i am NOT looking forward to that age.
  
• FACT: i can change a flat tire in under five minutes. i think i've had more flat tires than anyone. ever. in life.
  
• FACT: my mom took my sister and i to an NKOTB concert in another state when i was 15 (shut up, i know i was too old to like them.) in her beat up OMNI (side note: do they even MAKE THOSE anymore??) and we had to leave early because she was afraid it might break down and didn't want to be stuck on the side of the road at night with children. i CRIED and PITCHED A FIT because i didn't want to leave. FIFTEEN YEARS OLD.
  
• FACT: my husband speaks spanish.
  
• FACT: i have never seen any of the godfather movies OR the scarface movies OR dances with wolves OR gladiator OR ::insert epic movie here:: because violence makes me throw up.
  
• FACT: i won a dr. suess book from smokey the bear in second grade for my fire prevention poster.i was OUT SICK the day he came to my SCHOOL TO GIVE IT TO ME. fucker.
  
• FACT: i used to wonder what i would do in the event that my house caught fire in the middle of the night and i could only choose ONE thing to save. my hypothetical choices were: tom (of tom & jerry fame) stuffed animal, jerry (of tom & jerry fame) stuffed animal, or my sister (who is 5 years younger than me). i always chose tom. incidentally that is also my husband's name. i never chose my sister. sorry, mel.
  
• FACT: BEARS EAT BEETS. edited to correct my wording from "like" to "eat" and provide the PROOF below!
  
• FACT: i was born on memorial day!

four dollars and seven cents

PER GALLON.

that is what i paid for gas last night. that is just ridiculous. i see a vespa in my future. ok, probably not, but COME ON. i am now very glad that tom drives the jeep (grand cherokee) and i drive the beat up old civic. heh. though i remember when i could fill that tank for eleven bucks! (i know, nice story, grandma!) it's like FORTY now.

damn it.

in other news, my bank also "compromised" my name, social security number AND bank account. awesome!

whatever. it's almost the weekend and almost my birthday (GUESS HOW OLD I'LL BE!), AND it's a long weekend which is OBVIOUSLY in honor of my birthday, so i'm still happy.

oh and we had a bake sale at work and i stole half a piece of unbelievable chocolate cake from my co-worker. yum.

death star canteen

guess where i work.

oh hi, do i know you?

::dusting off the blog::

so, change is afoot. we are buying a house!! our FIRST HOUSE. i was not lying when i told tom that i will cry the moment we have the keys in our hands -- and not just because of the agony of the bidding, inspection, closing and Giant Check.

i haven't lived in a house since i was three years old. that's when my parents got divorced. owning a home! i'm going to be a HOMEOWNER! i seriously cannot imagine how proud my dad would be of me. seriously, i think this would be a bigger deal to him than my getting married.

and right about now, tom and i ALSO think that. hahaha. holy shit this is a huge commitment.

anyway, here is a sneak peek at our new digs:

and here is the backyard of CHAMPIONS:

so, yeah. we are so fucking PSYCHED and scared. ha. we are going to be the hoodlums of the neighborhood. did you see how green this LAWN IS?? not only are we NOT getting lawn service, we are going to use a PUSH MOWER. FOR AN ACRE. hahahahaha -- THERE GOES THE NEIGHBORHOOD!!