PMS Band-aids

So, having a really rough night (OK, during the day too) of PMS. I know my PMS is getting bad when I'm feeling like "rage in cage" is going on inside of me and when I want to rip the head off of anyone who is bugging me. It seems as though I will be doing fine and then WHAM! the PMS hits and the next couple of days I declare myself toxic - which for some reason I dilude myself into thinking that actually owning up to my PMS state & being honest about it is somehow honorable.

My roommate greeted me when I got home tonight and she asked me how my day was. I matter of factly declared that "I'm pissy and don't know why. I'm pretty sure it's PMS (then I pulled out my calendar, counted out the days, and of course I was right.)" Her only comment was "I'm scared." Well damn it! She should be! I scare myself sometimes! So, is it an wonder that she just turns a blind eye as I down a Weight Watchers meal so I don't feel suicidal after I mix up a cake and proceed to just eat the batter until I am sick?! And - to add insult to injury - she sits on the couch recovering from her latest lipo surgery - to this I declare 'Bitch!'

International Mule Service

To your right you will see a picture of an Amish Mule
Team. Seeing as how I have been dubbed the international mule service for my darling sister Adrianne who has chosen to reside in Argentina, I am fast approaching the time where I need to expand from a single mule to a team of mules.

Recent conversation between sisters:

Ade: So, my husband has a new business idea and it involves you

Ash: What is it?

Ade: He's come up with the idea that we should do chocolate fountains at weddings - and guess what your part is?

Ash: Um...go to the weddings?

Ade: (laughing) Um no...it would be carting the fountain over here when you come in October.

Ash: What???

(here's where it gets really good...)

Ade: Don't worry - I think I have talked my husband out of the 100 lb. fountain and you will be bringing one much more manageable.

Ash: What!?!? (my volume has gone considerably up) There is no FREAKING way I am hauling a 100 lb. chocolate fountain to Argentina. There are limits to what this international mule will do - and a 100 lb. chocolate founatin is just that! You tell Mario it is OUT OF THE QUESTION! I thought the Kitchen Aid was bad - this would definately top it!

Please all you faithful bloggers that are aquainted with both parties...I need support in the international mule business. Doesn't anyone have plans to schlep down south anytime, ever again??? And, are willing to take parts of a 100 lb. chocolate fountain????

Some Things I Think Are Wonderful

Yes, in Oprah's vain, I thought I would return to blogging with a few photos of things I think are great. In order to be classified into the "great" category, the item/person/action must make me smile and otherwise appeal to my senses. So, here you go:

My latest pedicure adventure. Look closely, you will see an intricate argyle design hand painted - no stickers here! And, for an added bonus, the handpainting was just as cheap as a pedicure at my regular place.

Little boys who ride their rockin' horse as if they were cowboys in the wild, wild, west

My Michael Kors "Cha-Chi" shoes that my roommate found for me at Nordstrom Rack for only $35 bucks...she is such a good friend

5 year old girls who dress themselves - complete w/ their favorite pair of "high heels"

My cute nephew Cade w/ his navy blue Vans on

The lamp shade I just made for my friend Mindy's newly re-done guest room