I'm Going To Spend A LOT of Time On My Nails Today

So I went to an appointment yesterday (what?! ME going to an appointment?!? How weird!!)...and as the nurse was talking to me about something regarding pain and blah, blah, blah...I began to get the idea that I really need to do my nails today. Maybe it was because she commented on "how pretty" the polish on my block (some other people call this a word that begins with "F" and ends in a "T") nails are.
So then what I did was I went to Target and spent about 37 hours in the make-up aisle. I bought flippin' acrylic polish, 3 different colors of polish (2 blueish-green & 1 hot pink), glittery stars polish, AND Sally Hansen's Power Shield, which for your information, is an ultra-protective top coat. OH!!! And I bought this block-like thing that files, smoothes, buffs, AND shines your nails!
So far, my block nails are almost complete...they have an ultraviolet color polish on, clear glitter over that, and then I carefully placed tiny silver glitter stars with a toothpick over the surface...sealing it all in with the ultra-protective top coat. Sounds pretty intricate, eh? Well, it is.
My hand nails are next. There's no stoppin' me today!!!!

In other news, apparently the people that used to supply my oxygen hasn't accepted my new po' people insurance since January...and I just recently found that out! So today, without an appointment, the NEW oxygen supply company that does accept my po' people insurance came to deliver the goods. In fact, he woke me up...and I was really not prepared. I mean, c'mon people...Ami does not do well with people showing up at my house in the morning unexpectedly! Everyone knows that!
So now I have a brand spankin' new huge oxygen machine AND one of those ugly travel tanks with wheels. No fancy little back-pack type liquid oxygen tanks for me! Po' people insurance doesn't cover those sorts of luxuries apparently.
Oh well.
So now the secret is out as to why I'm a little crazy...I don't get enough oxygen to my brain! Now, thanks to Northwest Respiratory Services, I will be normal again. Heehee!
Let's all spill out a little bit of a Colt 40 onto the ground right now (you ~know~ y'all are drinking that right now) in honor of Northwest Respiratory Services. Awwww yeah!

Well, after our garage door fiasco last week and the even bigger fiasco with our Jeep getting impounded because of Clay's 7,000 unpaid parking tickets...I guess today we're going to get all of our unfinished business taken care of that we've been avoiding since we moved here 2 years ago. Such as going to the dreaded DMV today to forge my ex-husband's signature to get a new Minnesota title for my Saturn, as well as getting MINNESOTA license plates instead of the Wisconsin plates with an expiration sticker of December of 2004 I've been driving around for about 2 years. We figure with our luck coming to end with the Jeep last week...it'll probably come to an end soon with the Saturn too if we don't get this taken care of today.
Oh, also we HAD to buy a new (but used) lawn mower on Monday. We've received TWO lawnmowers since we bought the house 2 years ago...and both of them worked for awhile, but now NEITHER of them work and our lawn looks like a frickin' prairie. Seriously. We were gettting dirty looks from neighbors and everything.
I've learned a few things since moving to the suburbs:

• People take GREAT pride in their lawns here. They mow it every other day...even if it's pouring rain (I've seen this happen...twice).
• The ~only~ time we see our neighbors is when they're mowing their lawns. Otherwise, you never see them outside...not even out on the deck grilling or socializing or whatever.
• Whenever we take Lily for a walk (which isn't often since she hates going for walks), she will poop on everyone's lawn but ours, and we always inevitably never have a little plastic baggie to pick it up. So we have to pretend like it never happened and just walk away quickly...VERY quickly!

So anyway, we looked at the classifieds in the Star Tribune on Monday, drove down to Bloomington that day, met with a nice old guy named Harold, and bought a push self-propelled mower for a cheap price. Clay says it works "like a dream".

I know that's probably more than you ever wanted to know about my nails, mowers and neighbors but hey, that's what's exciting to me in my life right now. So there.

Last but definitely not least, I want to give a big SHOUT OUT to my best girl Amber Solow!!! We have been kindred spirits and friends since we met while we were sophomores in college and had dorm rooms right by each other in Eau Claire. Actually, we had noticed each other way before that since we would always go to "Progressive Night" at the campus's dance club. I was too shy to go up to her and introduce myself, but I admired her from afar because she just looked (and still does) so darn cool. With her long black hair and the sexy way she dances...she made a huge impression on a once naively unfashionable gal like me. I mean, at that point, I'm pretty sure I was still tight-rolling my jeans!

By sheer coincidence, she moved into the room next to me the year after I first saw her and we made an immediate connection. I credit Amber for 'making me cool' and showing me the light, so to speak, of all that is goth. She made the BEST mixed tapes and introduced me to bands like Skinny Puppy, The Cure, Nine Inch Nails, and so on. Keep in mind, I was only exposed to all the crappy Top 40 crap music coming from Fall River. I've known her for over a decade and she's one of my bestest friends. We travelled across the Atlantic together and explored England together...which will always remain one of my fondest memories ever. We have matching fairy tattoos...which means to me that not only are we connected by our matching tattoos, we're connected by our mind, heart, & souls. She is a wise, empathetic, caring, beautiful (inside & out) soul...and I love her with all of my heart. She even made the long trek to come be with me when Ava was born, and is a TRUE friend in all ways. I LOVE YOU AMBER!!

Now come visit us SOON! :)

Amber & I at my 30th birthday partay!