Is it wrong that I find myself longing for fall?

Does anyone have any tips for living in a construction area? Demo is about to start on Saturday on the kitchen and bathroom. Last night I already got a little overwhelmed b/c of the mess of all the stuff to prepare for it. Not to mention, I'm moving in at the same time. Today I'm going to get the majority of my stuff from my house to add to the clutter. Anyone have any tips on how to save my sanity? Angie told me to make lists, something I'm fond of, so I'm totally prepared to make those "to do" sanity savers. Any other suggestions would be much appreciated.

My seven year old cousin is completely terrified of ticks and always thinks they are around. He said to my cousin megan the other day, "I think I digested a tick" He said one must have gotten into his yogurt. Megan asked how a tick got in his yogurt and his response was "It must have lost its balance."

I found this while I was doing some packing. I made this in 8th grade or something like that. We could make any cereal box cover we wanted and I made....Favre-ritz. Nice right? The Favre loves goes way back. Try not to judge me too much on how much of a nerd I was. I guess things haven't changed too much though have they? Also, don't judge too much on how it looks like a second-grader made it.

Brett Favre, how could you?

So today before I left for work I was standing outside putting some washer fluid in my car when I hear a door slam across the street and here yelling. I look up and see the lady across the street (who has a constant garage sale in the yard) cursing every word there is and immediately leans back and does the I'm going to break down the door kick several times all while saying f this, j.c. that and so on.

After that doesn't work, she goes down off the steps and picks up a log that was holding down the tarp for her ever present garage sale items and walks up the steps (all the while swearing) and bashes it into the door window and then swears some more. I see her picking up some glass and throwing it in the yard, swearing and maybe holding her arm cause she cut it, I don' t know. Then she went in the house. All of this happened in probably the span of a minute and a half. She did not even consider another option of getting in. It was kick down the door, or break out the window within 30 seconds of closing and locking the door behind herself.

Oh yeah, this is another neighbor across the street, not the cowboy. It's very possible he moved. I haven't seen him out lassoing something in quite sometime. Can't wait to see who my other new neighbors are.

It's official, I love the thing. Most people who know me, know I'm not the neatest person around and don't really like to do dishes (I know, who does). Well that often stopped me from using the blender to make smoothies. Way too messy for me.

After countless viewings of the infomercial ("Broccoli...yuck!", anyone?) and years of wanting it its finally mine. I went and bought a bunch of frozen fruit and oj and carrots and it began. So deelish. They're really filling too. All I have to do is rinse off the blade, drink out of the cup i mixed it in and wash that. Amazing. I think this is the one time i've gotten something off of an infomercial and had it live up to what I was expecting (wait, strike that, I did buy my bare escentuals from an infomercial....claire, you know what I'm talking about).

And now my very own testimony is over. Do with it what you will.