Bubble Explosion

I like to pride myself on learning from other's mistakes. I enjoy knowing I skipped certain growing pains as an adult.

One of these was the classic mistake of putting dish soap in a dishwasher. It is supposed to cause massive bubble explosion all over the place.

Or over loading the washing machine to having the same bubble bomb.

I was successful for about 27 years. Then one day I had the bight idea I needed to clean the inside of my disheasher. It's not a crazy idea just different.

I asked New Dude to help with cleaning the spiny water thing while I started to scrub the inside with Mr. Clean and made the inside all super bright and clean.  

Well, because of the cleaning soaps I used in the dishwasher, I ran it empty just to make sure it rinsed all the non dishwasher soap away. 

This lead to the random bubbles slowly leaking out the sides onto the kitchen floor. I walked into a very soapy wet mess. But, seeing as I hate washing floors, I took this opportunity to grab a mop and push the bubbles around until they were gone. And, I had a nice newly cleaned floor.

However, this story is about one of the gifts New Dude and I received at a bridal shower. We received a laundry basket filled with soaps and cleaners. Which, by the way was genius idea. Anyone moving in a house or just living in a house can always use house hold cleaners.

Well, we ran out of dishwasher soap and I went and pulled out a bag of dishwasher pods.

I took one out, threw it in the soap holder and went on with my day.

Well, we also had a set of the laundry pods. I was just tossing one of them in per load. My brother-in-law was like, are you sure you're putting in the right amount? I was like no idea. So I turned the bag around read the directions, found out I should have been using two pods and went on with my day.

Later that day after I had loaded the dishwasher and went to put in the dishwasher pod. I thought about how I had been wrong with the washing machine, I should probably check this pack too.

I turned the bag around......

Wait... that isn't what a dishwasher looks like.

Yup, that's right, I had been putting in laundry soap in my dishwasher.

Good news, it also cleans dishes very well.

Bad news.... I'm and idiot.

Eh, oh well, new lesson learned, new story.

Spider

*Note* due to not having any brain power this post is late. Sorry*

I have been up late trying to get things done for Christmas for the last 5 days. I'm talking bed times of 1 am or later and up at or around 7 am. I am what most people refer too as exhausted.

I can feel it. Most of the time I'm tired, and I don't feel it. Now, I feel it in my eyes. They have that staring out at things for too long feeling. The slightly warm glazed over feel. My brain is mush. I had one co-worker tell me I sounds like I'm on drugs. Slurring words and stopping in mid thought and sentence. As we all know, I don't do drugs. Plus, because of work, I just took a pee drug test(moving positions/companies inside of the same company. Our structure confuses me. I am just happy I'm not in the tax department)

As I'm sitting in a team meeting, functioning the best I can, it comes to my turn to talk about whatever concerns me. As I talk about boring office randomness that only happens in corporations when I feel a tickle on my neck. I assume it was a loose hair on my neck. I brushed it away, the ticket stopped. Forward about 5 minutes and now I'm warm. I remove the jacket that I was wearing and put it on my lap. That is when I noticed my little stowaway.

Sitting right there a spider on my jacket. My response, just throw the entire jacket over my head and onto the floor behind me. Needless to say, there was  laughter and a slow fuzzy brain of acknowledgement from me.

My jacket laid on the floor until the meeting ended. I looked in every pocket, flipped the jacket inside out more than once and found no 8 legged friend.

Lesson learned, sleep more and always smack tickles on your neck, don't assume they are stray hairs.

Has anyone else been attached by a spider while at work? If so let me know with a comment below. Thanks!

Over Whelmed

So this year has been a little crazy for me, I had the honor and privilege of getting married to New Dude.

That being said there was an engagement, bridal showers, girls weekend, dress shopping, wedding, honeymoon, and all the excitement and stress that comes along with that.

Add in our cute little new fur baby, Teach joining our family. Now that everything is done, we're still continuing of with events for friends, family, and soon to be the holidays.

This isn't a post to brag or a post complain, it's a post to say that I'm exhausted. I am also writing it confess about my lack of ability to make decisions, complete tasks and daily goals have been stunted. I cannot seem to follow through with them.

I could be laying in bed with my running shoes, knee braces, all my workout clothes and still crawl back into bed and hit the alarm for another hour.

I have wasted a weekend on the couch, stayed up late during the week doing nothing, and all I get is regret and nowhere.

I think part of it is still transitioning into married life and the slightly differences it is between dating and engaged life. Thought not too much different, we've been living together for several years, there are still some differences.

Talking with New Dude the other night I confessed to him the strange mantra I have going in my head, not daily, but more often than not. Its the same thought that I'm both currently the youngest I'll ever be again and the oldest I've ever been. It's an odd mantra right? Maybe this is the clock that everyone talks about? Feeling the pressure of time? I lean towards not only because I've always kind of had my own time-line, why would I feel the pressure for that now? Could be though.

Another thought was that I have to clock and justify every 15 minute increments while at work and have been doing so for about 5 or 6 months now. Maybe the constant review and checking of the clock  is subconsciously causing a heightened sense time passing.

Another pride point for me was my lack of fear of failing. I know a few people in my life who are so afraid of failing they don't even try or attempt to try new items/things/life changes. Well, maybe the pride came before the fall and now I've hit the fall part?

I'm not sure, but I'm working on it and through it. If anyone has any suggestions, please let me know with a comment below, I'd appreciate it.

Paintballing

A few weekends ago New Dude and his brother and I went paint balling. I've been one time before with my friend J. We were in the woods, used a Groupon, and had a blast.

It is such a crazy rush to have projectiles fly g by your body and KNOW they are intentionally going towards your head.

We'll this time was also fun, but maybe not a blast.

For one thing I was kind of out of it. I don't think my head was 100% in the game.

Also, the day before we had gone to Busch Gardens, so late getting into my mom's, a early morning and a late night.

So unfocused plus not the best, or to me, clear directions and a gun that kept jamming up.

It was going okay, until I got hit in the head. Not my face, the head where there was no protection. It hurt, but more than hurting I think it scared me and made me mad. I really hate people hitting my head. I think most people do but I think I'm overly sensitive about it.

When I went back to the rest area/shoot free zone/holding pen area I had sad face on. Sad face quickly turned to crying Shannon. Crying Shannon is not attractive. It makes New Dude very sad and confused and his brother even more confused and unsure on what to do.

As I stand there crying, trying to not let the other people hear/see me (I was like one out of 4-5 girls out of a group of 30+ people) New Dude was unsure of what to do. The whole time I had hot tears falling down my cheeks all I could think is "There is no crying in base..er paintball."

Well, after a few short moments and some tears I forge on and put my face mask back on and head out.

One game we play I get shot out and the shot again when walking out. That one really hurts and I say very loudly, "Son of a *%#€@!" The ref says they don't mean it. I said loudly that it doesn't mean it hurts any less.

Picture of mark from second shot.

I am now on the sidelines steaming a breathing hard and fighting back more tears.

The  silver lining is that I was able to pull myself together and stay composed for the rest of the time. 

Another paintball hit me in the head, less direct a second time, 

I got out pretty much every round but I think I did get one other person out.

Oh, and some bad ass bruises to wear to work. That is one thing they don't list on paintball sites, pictures of the bruises that you're more than likely going to get.

Yes, the answer is yes, I would go again. I think I need more layers, helmet, and to get my head focused into the game first. 

Has anyone else gone paint balling? Has anyone else had this kind of struggle during the game or another game? Please let me know with a comment below. 

The Moment

It's bed time.

You've let the dog out for the last time.

Contacts have been peeled off eyeballs and stored neatly away in contact solution.

You've brushed your teeth and taken your last potty break for the day.

Clothes start to come off and put in the hamper and PJ'S take their place.

As you glance at the bed, in that one quick glance, your dreams are crushed.

You realize that you took the sheets off earlier in the day and forgot to put the clean sheets on.

The debate of crawling into bed anyways, to sleep on top of the comforter, sleep on the couch or put the sheets on.

You hear your mother's voice in your head reminding you of what needs to be done.

Defeated, on the verge of throwing a little kids temper tantrum, you slowly half stomp to the linen closet to get a clean set of sheets.

True story, it just happened to me a day ago. Has anyone had one of these moments? Please let me know with a comment below. Thanks!

National Coffee Day

I just wanted to stop in and say thank you to Krispy Kreme and Sheetz for helping to celebrate National Coffee Day. 

My brother-in-law J. told me about National Coffee Day, September 29th 2015, the night before. I was super excited to be able to enjoy a free cup of coffee from Sheetz and from Krispy Kreme a coffee and doughnut. 

I had to run some errands in the morning before going into work. Due to some issue I ran into with the errands I was unable to enjoy my free up of coffeein the morning

We still went, it just happened to be with both New Dude and my brother-in-law-J at 10 o'clock at night.  

Even though we only drank one cup and saved the rest for the morning, I think the best part was the no lines. We didn't wait for anything. 

I'm starting to enjoy this last minute/last person to get the deal/show up for events thing. I know it comes with a risk of the thing being over but the idea and hope to avoid having to wait in line is kind of worth it.

I know this post is a TAD bit late, but did anyone else enjoy Nation Coffee Day? If so, tell me how your day went with a comment below!

Paint Night Stary Style

Have you ever done a Paint Nite? If you haven't I would suggest you try. I've been to about 5 now. I quite enjoy them. I feel like I'm getting in touch with my inner Bob Ross.

At one point in my life I worked at a PBS station and saw HOURS of his show. I hate his cabins but love everything else. I thought it was amazing how he could paint a fantastic picture in 30 minutes.

Well, these Paint Nites are closer to two.hours, but you still walk away with a pictured. AND it looks pretty good.

If you've never heard of a Paint Nite it is just when a group of people meet up at local restaurants, hotels, or other public gathering spaces have a drink or eat something with or without other friends or family and paint a predetermined pictures. 

I love knowing that I made it. Also, seeing it go from blotches and randomness to actually a picture. 

The paint night pictured above is slightly different from the rest for a few reasons.

1. I forgot what name I signed up with. I just recently got married and am in the process of changing my name. Well, they didn't have my maiden name on the list but they did a roll call and had my married name there. Oops.

2. I went alone. I was different. Most of the time I've been with friends but this time it was all me. It was only kind of nice because I could really focus on the painting but a bit quite. I did have some nice people around me though that did talk with me.

3. I stepped it up on difficulty. I went for a medium. I would say it wasn't too bad, I just was more confused on directions and could get behind much faster. It was still cool.

4. I had my drink the second half of the class/event. It was all good it helped the stress that was vuilding. 

I cannot say it is amazing but it is defantly one of a kind. I recommend everyone try and get out there and enjoy some canvas and paint.

What  have your experiences been with a Paint Nite? Please leave a comment below.

Not So Sneaky

I was getting ready for bed the other day and saw this.

He hasn't learned that he's too big to fit under the bed anymore.

The good news is the cat has a bigger hiding space. She uses it too. You'll just hear the dog trying to get her and just see a paw come out from under the bed to smack him in the face a few times. He might learn?

Does anyone else have a puppy or kitty that play/fight like this? Please leave a comment below and let me know if it ever ends. Thanks!

Teach!

This blog is just all about my little puppy Teach.

His name is actually Edward Teach, who is also known as Black Beard. When we got this little guy he was only 8 weeks old and had the name Patches. We liked the patch idea, like a pirate, but not Patches. 

Thanks to Google we looked up famous pirates, and after going though a random list we settled on Teach.

Sometimes I joke and wish his name was Learn.

Here are just some random pictures off my phone of him or his destruction.

This pink fuzz is from a dog pillow that Teach apparently liked less fluffy.

This is coming back from the dog park. He had fun, but also decided he liked to play in water and dirt. 

This is just him laying a field.

Him still as a smaller puppy.

This is Teach with Moomba

New Dude with Teach

Teach and I at the River

He was not a fan of going into deep water.

Teach at the dog park.

Bowling!

 I don't know about your neck of the woods but for the last week or so we have had nothing but rain pretty much every day. It rains all day and all night and everything is wet and cold.

This weekend we were suppose to go camping, but due to the weather we decided to sleep in late. When the weather did break a little New Dude and I took the puppy for a run around the neighborhood.

When we came back the question was now what? New Dude was like, let's go bowling!

I hadn't been in a while and it is inside so we went.

Three games later I came in second for one and lost the rest. New Dude and his friend both won at least one game.

I think the best part is that when we arrived, around 2:30pm there were very few people there. When we left there was a steady stream of people coming in and filling up all the empty lanes.

I enjoy going to places when it is more empty than full. I get tired of waiting in line or my turn all the time. Sometimes I just want to do it and do it now!

Any other bowling fans out there? What is your average? Time time I was in the 80s vs my normal 60s. I was excited!

Glow in the Park 2015

A few weeks ago I went for run with these great people. 

New Dude helped put the glow on the dark paint on my face. I think I'll do it myself next time.

Or, go for clown face. Nothing says scary like clowns.

The race was lots of fun. We went through people throwing colored power at us, squirt guns full of colored water, two giant bubble pits, and more colored powder.

The littlest one was in a stroller. He never wanted to get out and he also never wanted to go through any of the color stations.

However, when he got home he told his mom he had the best time ever.

Little kids are conflicting and confusing some times.

I however, went through all color stations and had a blast. 

If this race comes to an area near you I would recommend running it. It was fun little night run. They had cool little glow sticks on the side to light the path, the color stations were fun, and just seeing all the people wearing glow stuff was fun. 

Has anyone else run this race or one similar? If so please let me know what your thoughts are with a comment below. Thanks and have a wonderful day.

Which one?

Shoes!

The beautiful part of the the modern world is the little camera on your phone. Besides being great for taking selfies, filming wrongs, and capturing videos of babies and puppies.

I like to use it for more piratical usages too. Conformation of fashion choices when I cannot decide myself. I am not against the ladies at the stores but sometimes.

I also ask the sales ladies for help too. They are normally very helpful and honest. However, you also they are sales people.... so there is some distrust.

I usually wait until I've paired it down to two items. The shoes above were for a night on the town.

And sometimes it is just what to wear for a night on the town.

I went with the stripes.

Other times it could be really important things, like which wedding dress? I had gone dress shopping and only had a my mom, step-dad and step sister. When I became conflicted between the two dress. I sent out a mass text to my other girl friends, ate a slice a pizza and went with the bottom dress. 

Does anyone else use this method? Let me know with a comment below!

Cup vs Car

I went to a company meeting in the morning. 

I drank the water and went into the office for the rest of the day. When I came out later that night I found the above cup.

A cup melted in my car.

This folks is why you should never leave pets or babies in cars.

Vision Board

This past weekend I made a vision board with my brother-in-law.

I was in a teamwork meeting class at work and we were learning about having a vision. A vision that basically everything that should be used for the business should be filtered through this vision.

I kind of took it like dream catcher in that only the good positive ideas/visions/dreams make it through the center while everything else gets stuck in the web. The vision is the hole in the dream catcher.

I  feel like having a vision or broader goals than the tiny little daily goals will help me focus on and keep what is important to me clear and defined.

With so much technology and people, thing to do, tasks, and just the business of life I get bogged down and let this bigger important things slip away.

What these bigger and important things are, I am still trying to figure out. Hopefully this board will help.

I feel like I tend to focus just on my weekly or daily goals. I fear that I'll be stuck with my head down for a while and then one day wake and up and realize I have missed the road.

I want to not just talked with New Dude but I also want to really listen and hear him and be present with him. Not just him though, family, friends, soon to be family in laws, co workers and everyone in between.

To start this project we first found/read this article from Wiki How.

Then we went to Goodwill. They do have magazines for sale. We were really just there to look around but they had some magazines. Then I took some of the free magazines from the area that are available at Kroger's.

Then over the next few days I'd be sitting on the couch, going through the magazines/things and cutting out any picture, word, or groups or words.

When I felt the cat would tear up my pile of random clippings I sat down,trimmed up, and glued down all my pictures. I divided my board into two parts.One side is family/life and the other is more towards career.The dividing line was covered by some items that I'd like to touch both.

Middle of the board/overlap

This now hangs in my bedroom.

I know that another option is though Pintrest. I wanted to play with scissors is the main reason I did mine with paper and glue.That and I feel that Pintrest is a rabbit hole that you just go down and don't really come back out any sooner than 2 hours later.

Has anyone else done a vision board? Do you have any tips for vision boards? Do you think this is a good idea or bad idea? Let me know your thoughts with a comment below. Thanks!

The Waiting Game

I hate this game.

Here I am, sitting in my car at the drive through and just waiting. The point of a drive through is to get in and out. To just drive through.

It is both the ultimate way to be lazy as well as get errands done in a hurry.

I always get conflicted when The Waiting Game happens. And I don't mean just 2 minutes waiting, this trip took 15 minutes.

I didn't know it would take 15 minutes, but I also didn't know when I should have given up.The people behind me did. They went inside to get their order while I just sat and waited. We did leave the parking lot at the same time.. so I'm still not sure who one this battle.

It is hard. The first 5 minutes you just sit there going, well, I can be patient, it is okay. It is only 5 minutes, no biggie, no hurry.

Minutes 6-7 you start to guess yourself, should I go in? Would it be more helpful? Would I be in and out already?

Minutes 8-9 is usually when the %&$@ and the *^#! come out. Along with a few wild hand motions, that involve slamming hands on the wheel. A few random, "Come on!"

And right about minutes 10 to the end, you've waited this long, just stay in the car and wait for it to end. Mostly, because if there was a wait inside the rage would take over. Plus, the convenience of the drive through is already lost.Why not just stay sitting down where you are more comfortable right?

Has anyone else had to deal with this struggle? What do you think? Is my time line correct? Am I missing any phases? Maybe the tears of regret around minute 20? Let me know with a comment below.

The Rash

I have a rash.

It has a sort of hear shape too it. 

Day 1

Day 2

Day 3

Day 4

Day 5

Day 6

And apparently day 7 is where my attention was lost. However, day 3 is when I went to the doctor. I was actually there because of a Dog Bite. I showed him my rash and he put me on some medicine. 

It was crazy because I had to take it for 6 days, and day 1 started with 6 pills while day 6 had just one pill. I don't think I've ever done a dose of medicine like that before.

The doctor guesses that I must have touched something and it caused the reaction. Right now I'm blaming the cat. 

The rash is now pretty much all gone. 

Has anyone else had a random rash they had no idea where it came from? Or like mine, had an interesting shape to it that wasn't blob? Let me know with a comment below.