Living like a college kid again

This week (and next) are finals weeks (yes, lucky me, I get two) so I've been doing quite a lot of studying. This Monday, I had two really big finals the next day, so after I put Cash to bed, I got down to do some serious work. Then I get a phone call.
A friend of mine had had a few drinks at the bar and unwisely decided to go ahead and drive to Wendy's. I told him that he should under no circumstances be driving, and advised he...not do that. So he told me, okay, I'm on my way over. Ummm...no you can't do that, I'm studying.
"But, Mindy, you clearly just told me I shouldn't be driving, and you're right. And your house is the closest to Wendy's. I'm just being responsible."
Crap. That's what I get for being a responsible citizen.
So he comes over and eats his dinner while I read over my textbooks, and we get to chatting.
Actually, first he asked what Chris was up to.
"Ummm...my friend Chris in Florida who you've never actually met?" "Yes, that's the one." "Umm...idk he actually called a few minutes ago but I couldn't answer." "Okay, well I think I need to call him." "Okay, that sounds fantastic go right ahead."
After they chatted for awhile, we started talking about who knows what and he ended up telling me (with a voice of admiration) that I am a Drunkoligist: because I understand "hammered" so well. Well, I'm glad I learned something in all those years in Norman. Then he told me that "I love schedules, cowboy butts drive me nuts" and promptly passed out on my couch, where I continued to study for a few hours. He literally laid his head down and two seconds later was snoring. I kindof thought maybe he was faking so I shook him a little and nope: that man is serious when it comes to his sleep.
And that was my Monday night.

conversations

Chris: Dude, I was at this stoplight just now, and the light went out & my radio did too at the same time!
Me: holy crap that's creepy
Chris: yeah, I mean, the radio station was just down the block so maybe they had a power surge.
Me: i hope so, because the only other logical explanation is that aliens were overhead sucking all power to fuel their ship
Chris: well, if it happens again I'm going to panic.
Me: that's exactly what you should do. it needs to be a full on panic attack with screaming & everything.
Chris: I'll pee.
Me: at least you have a plan.

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Autumn is here

I've been in major cleaning/redecorating mood lately. I am absolutely in love with fall decor this year. So with much help from my mama and Stef, I rearranged my entire living room and am working on making it festive. :) Also, Cash's daycare is in super-crafty mode lately so every couple of days he brings home something new to add to the mix. Because who doesn't love a festive craft made with adorable little hands? :) Here's some of the results:



Moved the TV off of the mantel so I have lots of room for decorations :)





Living room shots



A pumpkin made by my pumpkin

Money money money money

I've been reading approximately a book a day lately. I recently got my school money for this semester in the mail (recently as in, like, this morning) and I thought maybe I might need some inspiration not to spend it all (I use this money all semester long, to supplement my income since because of my school schedule, I can only work a certain number of hours a week), so I thought I'd read something inspirational. I picked up (off my bookshelf, so I didn't have to spend any money) a book called Save Karyn: One Shopaholic's Journey to Debt and Back by Karyn Bosnak.

Sometime around the time I was starting college, a 29 year old woman (same age as I am now!) got herself into some debt. Then she had a brilliant idea to cut back, work hard, and ask for donations off of a website. Now, I'm not going to ask for donations off of this website (no one really reads it anyways at this point in time except maybe...Hi Britney!), but I always get really inspired reading about her attitude, and the ways she found to stop spending and bring down her debt. I've come a long ways in the last 5 years, but I still definitely have some room for improvement! So I've decided to start being more conscious of where I'm spending, and to try and start selling some of the junk...wait, not junk, just stuff I realllllly needed when I bought it but since then Cash has outgrown it or I've lost space and is now residing in my garage. Hopefully with a little luck, I can start a Christmas/Birthday fund for Mr. Cash (so I don't wait until the last minute and panic like last year)! Great idea, I know. The thing is, I think the key to stay out of debt is all in your attitude. I love to shop. I like pretty things. To wear, to decorate (my kid and my home) with. But I like being able to pay my bills more. And I'd really like to be able to fit my car in the garage this winter. Here goes!

Just wanted to try out posting a video...enjoy!

Well, that was fun

But I think I've fulfilled my lifelong quota of internet dating.
Stay tuned for more adventures!!

In other news...

Last night, Cash was eating some Mac and Cheese al fresco, and for some reason decided he wanted to store a piece in the birdhouse I have sitting out on the front porch. A few minutes later, he grabbed it and shoved it into his mouth. Obviously it was covered in dirt, and so about 2 seconds later he was doing what he always does when he tastes something gross, and started trying to wipe off his tongue with his hands. Stefannie told him, "Cash, use your juice!" So he very obediently picked up his sippy cup and started wiping off his tongue with that. That kid cracks me up.