I did it.
I bought a house today.
I got the keys.
I went inside and took in furniture.
I ate pizza and drank cold beer with my friends.
Joe and Gert brought me the Mother of all showerheads.
Joe promptly installed it.
I wanted to climb in immediatly.
We laughed in the house more than once.
I did it.
But not without help. grand, huge, big, fat help…
from all of you.
You were there with smiles, and venting sessions, and looking at house sessions and phone calls and emails and money and all around support.

this house is yours too…just come on in.

I got a big fat shiny wad of keys…and frankly only three doors…so apparently I have extra!

I.
Own.
A.
House.

Winding up this weeknd. Thankfully, no major crisis to report. The outdoor park party got moved due to bad weather. This didn’t really hurt my feelings. I wanted to go to Chuck E Cheese. Parks mean running and we all know I don’t run.

While at the crazy game place, I taught MeMe to play skeeball. She didn’t suck! Lot’s of laughs.

I’m beat and this keyboard has a mindof its own andI dont want o fight it. Enjoythe pics. I’m mere hours away frombecoming homeowner. Bought some painttoday. Trim and doors. Exciting. However, if “they” don’t hand me the keys tomorrow at closing,then I’m walkng right out that door. Funding or no funding. I’mnot signing if I don’t get posession. So, everyone send good logical thougts to those people and hopefully we’llhave a deal!

Way to go Bubba and Jamie!!! THAT IS MAGNIFICENT! I’m so proud and excited for everyone. Another child! Cousin! Auntie! The best ever.

I think we need to employ a dream interperter. Between Gert’s dreams (the hell?) and my own we could supply him or her with many many hours of work. Last night, I woke up, again around midnight and was awake for awhile, then again around 4 and was awake for awhile. My last dream was this. Finally closed on the house. Everthing was ok. But my payment was 1089.99 a month. and the payments fluctuated. it was 87.00 the first month then 1089 for six months then 2000 for a few months….i woke up crying. Poor Little Black Sambo had no idea what was going on!!!

Heading out to Arkansas tonight. Sis called yesterday and said you may want to s just come stay with me and sleep with Wonderboy because Dad is bringing New Her with him. she’s not invited to the party but she’s staying with him at Moms. Now, Sis has said that New Her was not coming around at her functions i.e. birthday parties, births etc. However, this makes me wonder, in light of me finally meeting, do they think it’s all hunky dory and let’s be one big fucked up family and blow out the candles together??? I really don’t have enough brain space to deal with all of that. The thing that pisses me off is I won’t get to just go crawl into the great bed at Mom’s with a sleeping pill and finally get rest. I’ll be bunking with the Wonderboy who has to get up to pee or we have sometimes an accident. (totally my child. sometimes I have accident whilst awake!!) and maybe I’ll get the top bunk or maybe we’ll sleep together but no matter what we are awake at the crack of ass.!!!

Hey guys that are here locally! (gert and joe and everyone else!!) Mark your calendars for March 29th. Spence is mc’ing at the Loony Bin here in OKC. I’m getting a group together to go laugh and support!! We are hitting the 10:30 show and plans for earlier should include food somewhere or a little painting at my house! haha. that was a joke.a perfect example of why I”M not mc’ing.

Gonna be a great time. I’m so looking forward to it. I don’t know who the headliner is, but Spence is brilliantly funny just when he’s sitting in my chair getting a hair cut. Imagine the effect when he actually TRYS!!

ok readers, I’m outta here. Gotta go hang with Meme and Co for the weekend. Survival is key. Hopefully she won’t fight with Dad, Dad won’t fight with Bonusmom, Bonusmom won’t hide in the hotel room (i might),Mom doesn’t fret herself into a spell, SIs doesn’t go into labor and no one drowns in the hotel pool. Wish me luck thru Monday around five pm. I know I have all the support in the world. Love and more love and this big fat sloppy wet kiss from me to you.

MMMMWAH!

Let’s take a breather from house ranting and discuss my horoscope in this weeks Gazette.

Scorpio:
A heterosexual man who is seeking a partner often doesn’t want a woman to be complete unto herself; he hopes she’ll feel inadequate and lost without him. Similarly, many hetero women demand that their men absolutely dependent on them. Those of the gay persuasion aren’t necessarily any different; quite a few also prefer their consorts to be unable to thrive alone. But there are also plenty of people who want their intimate relationships to be an alliance of strong, equal, independent partners. Where do you stand on this issue, Scorpio? It’s an ideal time for you to cultivate a longing for a bond in which you are complete unto yourself and your partner is complete unto himself or herself.

now, anyone who knows me, or who has been reading for any amount of time here at the Circus knows where I stand on that issue. I never bought into the Jerry Maguire crap of,”you complete me” In fact, I think I gagged when I first saw that scene. Oh good grief, right? Get your own shit together and be happy. I’ll do the same and then let’s find each other and laugh ourselves off into the sunset. Not too unrealistic, ya think?

I’m not saying be perfect. Or be completely self realized. There needs to be growth (dirty!) and work involved. That’s great. I’m just saying that i don’t buy into that whole one person/soul-mate/completion equals happiness thing. I think it’s dangerous and scary.

As far as cultivating a longing, well color me DONE!! with that task. I think I’ve talked about the longing enough for God, the Universe and each of you to be sick of it by now. It’s nice, though, that my little horoscope guy finally recognized me and got on the bandwagon!

I woke up at 4:15 again this morning running a list thru my head starting with this thought:

Holy shit. I don’t have a shower curtain or towels save one!or a bar or those littel curtain hangie thingys! And if I have to use part of savings to do the closing, what the fuck????? Then I had a vision of all of us, ALL OF US sitting in my little house in lawn chairs. the cheap plastic criss cross kind that leave those lines on the back of your thighs. Sitting in my living room playing guitar hero because Spence was kind enough to bring the game over.

The one good thing about going to Arkansas is mom always, ALWAYS has sleeping meds. the good kind. Im going to take a fistfull when I get there tomorrow night.

I got signed up at the Village municipal bla bla for my trash and water and recycle and all kinds of shit this morning. Handed over my first deposit. fine. I got my interest rate today. 6.9blablabla. fine. My payment is right on the medium to high side of what I can do. Fine. Got an email from Ex-Him regarding the gas bill. He can’t find the letter he sent them, but his bill as of October 07 has only HIS name on it. not me. that is going to be another phone call. Fine. Oh and here’s another small, teensy, weensy detail.

I HAVE TO TAKE 700 DOLLARS TO CLOSING TO PAY MY EFFING TITLE COMPANY THEIR DUES.

FINE FINE MUTHERFUCKING FINE!!!

Actually I was quite calm. Fine. Ok. Fine. There goes the entire money market account. Fine.

Tonight, I’m sitting in the living room with my crazy brain clouded meme. Prattle and Hum. that’s the name of this song.

I wish I had the strength to give you all details of her craziness, but I do not. I’m taking myself to the bed. maybe tomorrow.

huzzuah and happy birthday.

Yesterday made the first steps. Called the utilities and ordered everything to start on Monday. Got my deposits and account numbers. Everything is pretty well normal except for the gas company. Apparently I was still listed on the Dublin Rd address and according to those payments my deposit will be 190.00 BOO. HISS. SPIT. However, I spoke with Ex-Him and he said he sent letters and his last bill was only in his name. He’s going to get me copies of that so hopefully it’ll get cleared up. Anyways, it’s starting. Another downer is that I may not get possession of my house at the closing. Depends on when funding goes thru. Now here’s the bitch of this deal. I am coming back from Arkansas to be at closing at 4pm. However if we’d have closed earlier, the funding would have definitely gone thru, and I could have had possession and continued with my plans to go to my house immediately and start doing a little work! My realtor never gave me that option, to rearrange stuff. Fine. I ask yesterday if we can still move it up but we cannot. Now it’s because she can’t get off work to be there any earlier. But she doesn’t actually need to be at the closing. My mortgage broker is going to be there, and frankly, at this point it’s all me anyway. So you see what I’m dealing with? This is the kind of non-communication crap I’m going to be so ready to not have in my life anymore. Everyone just needs to get their house (me) and get their money (everyone else) and get on with life.

I know this will all work out and be fine. I know it will. But until then, I guess I’m doomed to wake up at 3 and 4 a.m. and fret over contractors and paint brushes and how long it will be before I can afford cable and internet!

talked to wonderboy last night to say H.B. and to ask what he wants for a present. Leggos. just all leggos. and stuff for the pool. goggles. and a place mat with transformers on it. but don’t spend too much on me…I asked if he really said that last part and his reply was, “nope.” Was it your mother talking? “yep” Ok. well don’t worry about it. I’ll see you this weekend. Happy birthday. “Ok. Happy birthday to you too!”

In that spirit, I wish you all happy birthday today! It’s gorgeous here already. I’m heading to the gym and to the Village municipal building to sign up for whatever I have to sign up for and pay them money. Then I’m off to bang some hair. Today, methinks is 1986 again. Perms! Perms! Perms! Huzzuah and Halakaleem! and ps, I love George Clooney!

Agggggggggghhhhhhh.

In celebration of his sixth year on this earth, I give you ten of my favorite Wonderboy moments.

10.) walking onto kindergarten this morning singing “Happy Birthday To Me!”

9.) I hate that cat. he broke my pipe. I don’t think I’ll be able to travel to Arkansas!

8.) after being told not to run, and running anyway, and getting hurt,”i’m going to have to have a wheel chair!!”
7.)Get what you get and don’t frow a fit!

6.) R2D2 and Free Pee Pee Oh.

5.)trees=broccoli tires=olives ganks=thanks

4.)Mom! Do you know what these are? They are CANDY BALLS!!

2.)I think my new haircut looks horrrrrrrrrrrible!

1.)Mom! I’m almost a grownup! I found my first butt hair!

So, didn’t do much on the list today. many were put on the back burner due to lack of funds. Need to work a bit this week and save some tips. So i don’t feel so bad about that. They will get done. I am in the process of doing laundry. It’s GORGEOUS here today. In the 70s, clear, sunny, no wind. Delish. Bonusmom helped me carry the grill back up to the deck and tonight I’m doing brats and kraut. Grilling slices of potato and steaming some broccoli. Mmmmmmmm. A meal sure to incite major gas, but whatever. it’s low in points!! The first grill of the season! Halakaleem it’s coming!!

I did go get B’s flat iron and picked up some wax supplies for work. I put ten bucks worth of gas into Bella. It’s 3.15 here. The hell???? This is only going to get worse thru the summer i think. Good thing I’m moving back to the city soon!

What I did do was use my g.c. that Bonusmom gave me for Christmas. I got a massage and facial. I was in there for about two and a half hours. This is what I look like now:

It is difficult for me to relax. I’m wound pretty tightly and with the impending week of work and errands and travel to Arkansas and family and coming home and buying a house and then figuring out a working schedule to start “doing work” and getting everything turned on and deposits paid….bleagh. I figured today was a good day to treat myself. It felt great.

I checked on my tax refund today. It is heading my way this week! Furniture shopping…here I come!! Gert said there is a site that is like a box of crayons. I am going to try to find it and show you the paint colors I’ve picked out.

Since yesterday consisted of doing absolutely NOTHING except laying in bed watching The Tudors, today is my get stuff done day.

Buy Wonderboy a birthday present. His birthday is tomorrow but going for the party on Friday.
Go to State and get B her flat iron
Work Out
Go to possibly Kohls or Target and look for some spring footwear that is work appropriate. (dresscode is soon to be enforced. Sans Flipflops. oh well. more flop that flip.)
Pay carpayment.
Buy car tag.
do laundry
grocery store for weekly provisions.

that’s about it for me. What’s on your plate today/this week?

One week from today is when I allegedly close on my house. HOLY SHIT!!

Has this week lasted for a month? Yes. I thought it did. I still have one more day but for all you regular folk, Happy Friday!! Not much time with morning as I’ve beenn waking up at the crack of ass this week and not gong back to sleep, which makes me late every morning! yesterday it was 3:16 and stayed awake till after 5. This morning I woke up around 4:30 and stayed awake practically the the alarm went off at 6:30 when I promptly snoozed back asleep. What the hell? Anyone else? if yes, feel free to give me a call and we’ll talk each other back to sleep.

Another big weekend during this party season. tonight is dinner and possibly a play with a friend. possibly a moive. possibly just dinner so we can talk and catch up. tomorrow is MLynn’s birthday celebration. She and her bro and sis in law have family meeting and discussion about their ailing mother so we will be having many cocktails. well, she will. Possibly lot’s of scotch for her! Then dinner at bellinni’s. Depending on what time that party folds, a girl at work is celebrating her bday at the Wormy Dog down in bricktown, so I may catch up with them. Just playing it by ear. Sunday is Sundyay Funday. A little bloody mary, a little food, a little nascar! Perfect! I do want to go look at furniture this weekend too just to get an idea.

ps, lost one pound yesterday at weigh in. Worked out last night thinking about a 5 lb loss for next week. Yes, I know it’s too much but every week, one pound. one pound. I need to work out more and eat less. (no shit, lamar) steady. steady. makes me miss the dexatrim days…oh come on. that was a joke. (but LORD i was skinny!!!)

That’s what’s on my plate, what’s on yours?

wouldn’t it be lovely if he was on my plate? err, bed? er plate?