Life Under Construction

Yep yep!  New blog URL and everything!  So update your Readers, folks!

Well, all 6 of you, anyway.  :P

My New Blog:

Jaime 2.0

Seriously now.  Go go go go go!

Go go go!

Go!!!!!

I had to take a screenshot when I was making a Double Rainbow ringtone last night.

The Destroyer and I had a good laugh.

You lick the Fluff off as best you can, that’s what you do.

If you follow me on Twitter then you know that Walter, his mom and I just spent the last 15 minutes trying to de-Fluff ourselves and the package of goodies my mother sent.  Some of it got eaten.  Most got washed down the drain or burned in the back yard.

Oh the smell of burnt marshmallows and paper on the breeze is wonderful on a Monday afternoon.

So I called my mom and we had a good laugh, and she promised to only send the glass containers and not the plastic ones next time.  You see, I have to call my family in Rhode Island and ask them to send me Fluff (and Herbox chicken bouillon, and scratch tickets) because I can’t find it anywhere down here in Mississippi.  Nowhere.  Not even at a WalMart.

I know.

It was pretty funny to watch Jonathan and Hannah (my new brother- and sister-in-law) try Fluff for the first time when they came to RI this spring to help us move.  And when Walter tried it for the first time it was like I had moved the clouds and he could finally see the sun!  Well, probably not that amazing, but almost that good.  When Jonathan and Hannah came back to MS they brought some with them but we promptly ate it all.

What?  It’s good.

It’s weird the things we take for granted, like Fluff and coffee syrup.  I knew coffee syrup (like Dell’s Lemonade) was a Rhode Island thing, but Fluff… I thought every kid knew what Fluff was.  And I was wrong.  What else could I be wrong about?

Is there anything you take for granted that others might not have access to?

It’s late on a Saturday night and I’m up staring at Twitter because @writetowreach is amusing

Also I am thinking.  I’m thinking about two things:

1. I can’t wait for my new blog page to get set up. I’m v excited and working on a new layout that will feel like home to me, but it’s kind of hard to decide what I like when I like so much.  (All y’all know how I am about changing my layout every five minutes, right?)
2. I want so very badly to be on a YouTube collab channel.  I’ve wanted to be on one ever since I found vlogbrothers and 5 Awesome Girls.  But I think I am too lame and boring seeing as how I rarely even ever blog anymore.

Those are what I’m thinking about.

I should probably be going to bed, but it’s not like I have anything to do in the morning.  Except make breakfast.  But I can do that at any time.

Breakfast all day sounds good to me!

On my list of Things To Get As Soon As I Get A House is a coffee maker.  I miss coffee.

I’ve decided: I’ll be writing a story, or at least drawing up characters for a new story.  That’s what I’m working on for the Creativity Challenge.  So far I’ve got nothing.  But I WILL get to work on it!

Pretty soon (I’m not sure when yet) I’m going to have a new blog page here at the PQ Nation.  I’ll let all y’all know when I have the URL so that all 6 of you that are subscribed to me can update your blog readers.  :D  I hope I’ll feel more inspired to blog, which I’m sure I will.  I’ll have a new setup and it’ll be pretty.  And I’ll be posting Dear Diary there.

Also, because you want to know, one of my wisdom teeth is coming through and it doesn’t feel so good.  Also I’m not searching for a new dentist any time in the near future so I’m just going to deal with it.  Even though it’s weird suddenly having a new tooth in my mouth where for the last 27 years there has been none in that spot.  WEIRD, I TELL YOU!

I’m participating in Ashley’s Creativity Challenge for the month of July.

The only problem is: I don’t exactly know what I’m going to work on this month.

Part of me really wants to start working on writing another story, but then I don’t want to burn out on novel ideas before NaNoWriMo this year.

I know, you’re probably thinking “but Jaime, NaNoWriMo doesn’t start until November, and that’s 4 months away!” or something like that, but I just don’t want to fizz out.  You know?  I don’t know.  I’ll probably write a story anyway.

I’ll definitely have an answer on Monday as to what I’m going to be working on.

I LOVE…  that my husband is taking me to see Eclipse tonight.  BIGFATWINFORME!

My apologies in advance for if your Twitter blows up later with an abundance of my happy dances and gleeful swooning.

I LOVE…  playing Illarion again.  I wasn’t sure how I’d like it and decided to (after two + years) give it yet another trial run, and I find that I’m really loving it again.  Role play has improved, game play has improved, the only thing missing is Quin.  Maybe I’ll have another character someday that I can love as much as I’ve loved her.  (( maybe ))

I LOVE…  taking up all of Walter’s time.  Like… ALL of it.  I like when he’s talking to someone and I kiss him, or when he’s in the middle of doing something and I steal him away because I can.  BECAUSE HE IS MY HUSBAND.  And I’m allowed.

I LOVE…  Stargate.  Walter and I watched the final episode of SG1 this morning, and it was wicked good.  Well eventually get Atlantis, but for now I think I’m happy just watching SG1 over and over (and over and over and over) again.

I LOVE…  anime.  Walter and I are going to watch Record of Lodoss War now that SG1 is over (( for now )).  I own it, but he’s never seen it.  I think he’ll like it.

I LOVE…  watermelon.  I’ve yet to try one of these Smith County watermelon that I’ve heard so much about over the last 6 years, but in a few weeks there’s going to be a watermelon festival down the road from our house, and I’m pretty excited to go.

I LOVE…  my life.

Happy Friday everybody!  What do YOU love today???

Hullo Saturday.  You’re very hot and humid.  I wish you would rain and cool off for a bit.

I’ve been happy here so far in Mississippi.  I love being with Walter, and so I’ve come to the conclusion that I’d be happy with him anywhere.  I know for certain that I don’t want to live in Mississippi forever, but for now it is good.  (even if it’s far too humid for me)

I’m not exactly happy with blogging anymore, these days.  I’ve been tossing around the idea of moving my blog from the PQ Nation for the last few weeks, not because I don’t like the girls here anymore (I still very much love them) but because I feel like I just don’t fit in here anymore.  I don’t know.  I guess I’m still in the deciding stage.  I just wanted it out there that I’ve been thinking about it.

Also I HAVE A WORKING COPY OF THE NEW SUPER MARIO BROS FOR DS.  It works.  w00t.

I want a cigarette.  I want to smoke.  I want to suck the life out of a Newport.

It’s hard not smoking these days.  It’s a lot harder not smoking when everyone around you smokes.

I quit smoking on Oct 27th, 2004 (some of you – if you are awesome – will recognize that date as the day the Red Sox won the World Series for the first time in 86 years.  Also that 10/27 is my grandmother’s birthday) because I decided that I didn’t want to look old before my time.  There are people in my life who, thanks to large amounts of drinking and smoking, look far older than they should.  Then there are those in my life who, thanks to taking care of themselves and not overindulging in bad habits, look incredible for their age.

I decided that day that I wanted to look incredible for my age when I’m old.  It was easy to quit smoking at first.  For weeks I was fine, I was happy and proud of myself.  But as the months wore on and turned into a year I found that I wanted to smoke so bad I actually dreamt about smoking at least once a week.

It’s been almost 6 years and I still do.  Dream about it, I mean.  Maybe not once a week, but at least once every two.

Will I give in and have a cigarette (or two or three or four or more), or will I stick to my guns and still avoid them like the plague?  I don’t know.  I hope I don’t start smoking again.  But I hope I do, too.  It’s a lose-lose situation, but I have more to gain by not smoking, right?  I suppose in the end I’ll choose life, which is a good choice.

Yesterday Walter and I drove back from Gatlinburg, Tennessee in the beautiful sunshine.  It was a happy drive and a great way to end the best week ever.

Seriously.  Honeymoons are fun and everyone should have one.

Except for falling out of the hot tub.  You should skip that part.  I’ve got a nice bruise on my elbow and another on my side.

(pardon the poor quality of the images, the whiteness of my skin seems to blind even digital cameras and it lessens the actual beauty of the bruising)

I wish someone had warned ME to skip that part.  So now I’m warning all of you (don’t say I never did anything for you): not ALL of the advertised aspects of the Honeymoon are pain-free.

You see… the hot tub was one of those above ground/portable devices, and was a little taller than my legs (we can all see where this is going, right?  I wish I’d seen in time….) so when I was getting out of it I (stupidly) lifted my second leg out before my first foot was actually ON the porch.  And I nearly faceplanted into a metal deck chair and nearly broke my arm at the elbow.

Also Walter laughed at me mid-deathglide.  I guess I looked pretty ridiculous.  And I had a good long laugh about it (read: I WAS IN HYSTERICS) after the shock of almost breaking my arm wore off.

So we’re back, and I’m happy to be home – even with the bruises.  We’ve got some stuff to do today in Magee, but we’re taking our time about it.  (and when I say “we’re taking our time” it means we’re watching YouTube videos and playing Facebook games… OBVIOUSLY)  Eventually when I get my computer set up here at the house I’ll be able to share the pictures we took, but that won’t happen today.  Or even this week, probably, at the rate we’re going.

I have nothing else to say.

Also I can’t type.

What’s been going on around the Internets this past week while I was prancing about Pigeon Forge and falling out of high-tech swirly-pools?