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Home ownership, summed up in two images.

Water is wet.

Over the weekend my brother, Dad and I took my nieces to the newly minted water park here in town. 

It happens to be kind of within walking distance to my house (sort of). Even though I'm lazy and didn't walk, it's kind of nice for things to happen around downtown.

Anyway, the twins are 2. Technically, 2.5. They're by far the coolest people I've ever met. 

After we finished swimming, we took them to my parents' house, because I wanted my Mom to see them in their swim suits. 

One of the twins was upset. She kept tugging at her swim suit and saying, "I wet. I wet." in the whiniest voice you've ever heard.

Yes, child. You're wet because you went swimming. 

This weekend I explained to a 2-year-old that water is wet.

What'd you do this weekend?

:)

Words and weird.

Borrowing other people's words today.

"So, long story short, there’s something wrong with me but we knew that already."

"If you are healthy today go and enjoy the shit out of this day because it’s a godamn gift."

Also: 

According to my FitBit, I took it off around 1 a.m. this morning. I found it in another room. The creepy thing is, I have no memory of taking it off and walking into another room. 

Weird.

Reading is important.

I read a headline wrong this morning.

The correct headline was 'Olympic Torch Ceremony.'

I read it as 'Olympic Tooth Ceremony.'

Well, that's my definition of a nightmare.

Bricky

Trying to convince three Pugs to leave their bones on the cement while I cut the grass is like telling a brick wall to not be so bricky.

Pugs. 

(I didn't take a photo of the bone/mowing debacle. Instead, here's a picture of Penny hogging a blanket that's supposed to be mine) 

I owe you a beer.

Since you turned the tables on me
I've been steady and learnin' lonely
Keepin' this turntable spinnin'
Everything from Jones to Jennings
Slowly plannin' my survival
In a three-foot stack of vinyl
Since you had to walk on outta here
I've been havin' a record year

I bet you thought before you left
I'd just sit in silence by myself
Turn this house into a jail
Dyin' slow in a livin' hell
But love's got a funny way of keepin' score
And your leavin' lit up my scoreboard
I usually make it through side A sober
All bets are off when I flip her over
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
I'm havin' a record year

Quarter notes and Hank's half time
Are poundin' on this heart of mine
Song to song, I pass my time
With these speakers on ten
Your good-and-gone keeps me up all night
Along with Songs In The Key Of Life
I'm either gonna get over you
Or I'm gonna blow out my ears
Yeah, you're out there now
Doin' God knows how, and I'm stuck here
Havin' a record year

Your leavin' left me goin' crazy
I'm countin' on a needle to save me
I drop it in the groove
And we go 'round and 'round
And down in a spiral
I guess I really oughta call and thank you
I rediscovered Red Headed Stranger
Got down with old James Brown
And found New Grass Revival
If you find your way back, I owe you a beer
For my record year

Quarter notes and Hank's half time
Are poundin' on this heart of mine
Song to song, I pass my time
With these speakers on ten
Your good-and-gone keeps me up all night
Along with Songs In The Key Of Life
I'm either gonna get over you
Or I'm gonna blow out my ears
Yeah, you're out there now
Doin' God knows how, but I'm stuck here
Havin' a record year
Yeah, I'm havin' a record year

Cause and Effect

I love them.

It's a long story.

For most normal people, it's a simple question.

A co-worker stopped by my office and asked me where I went to school.

Well, I said, it's a long story. Do you want the school I started out at, the school I transferred to, or the school I finally graduated from?

I don't tend to do anything easy in life. In fact, most all of my big life decisions I make tend to be disastrous, which usually ends up being a blessing after the fact.

I told my co-worker that I was on the five-year plan that involved going to three different colleges.

At 18, I thought I knew everything. It turns out, I had no idea what I was doing. It took a while for me to get it together, but I finally did, moved on, graduated, and started my professional life.

I failed at everything I could possibly fail at. I'm the perfect poster child for failure.

I went to three schools in five years. I moved seven times in 10 years.

I used to be insecure when people talked to me about college, or education in general. I didn't like visiting college campuses, because they made me nervous and anxiety-ridden. 

Now, I love talking about it.

I think it's okay to fail at life. Everyone does it. 

Just because you failed at something doesn't make you a failure. I went to school full-time, did not have a family of my own, and didn't have many responsibilities in life. And, I still couldn't graduate in four years or attend just one school.

I can't imagine the obstacles some people face when it comes to education (or other life things).

The moral of the story is if you ask me what school I went to, you're going to get an earful. And then I'm going to tell you to give my advice to your kid. That will take another few minutes of your life.

Just don't ask me about the house buying process. That disaster will take at least 20 or 30 minutes to explain.

Tired

I have a garden!

After a long day, a hot bath and a candle felt really, really nice.

That sound right there? That's the sound of peace.

Today's motto

Not pretty.

The thing about life is that it's not always pretty.

The past few days, weeks, maybe even months, haven't been all that great. I've been sick a lot with various things. A week-long case of the flu last month wiped me out. I've been exhausted since then.

I wish I could explain it, but I can't. I'm just tired. 

Something about being sick gives me anxiety. It's stupid, I know, but I honestly can't help it.

Getting out of bed is hard some days. 

Yesterday, I got out of bed because I promised myself a cinnamon roll for breakfast. (My mom's cinnamon rolls are totally worth it.)

Today, I got out of bed because I had a really good hair day yesterday, and I was excited to try to have another good hair day today.

Tomorrow, I'm going to get out of bed because I just bought a brand new box of Lucky Charms. The marshmallows are always all at the top of the box, so those first few scoops of cereal are almost my favorite thing in the world.

Monday was a holiday. I wasted it worrying that I didn't do anything productive over the weekend.

Some people (normal people) are proud of the fact that they did nothing on a holiday weekend.

I get depressed about it.

It's frustrating to live your life when your brain doesn't always like you. 

So that's why I haven't been blogging. Maybe this month, or next month, will be better. Or maybe it won't, and I'll just spend my time eating cinnamon rolls and Lucky Charms with really badass looking hair. 

There are worse ways to spend your life.

Related: Kristen Bell: I’m Over Staying Silent About Depression