Updates all around

House: Thursday should be go time for closing. Our loan guy emailed me last night and told me to plan for a Thursday close, and he wouldn't tell me that unless he was confident that it'd happen. Good thing too, because Jason, Colleen (our realtor), our house's sellers, their agent, and I are all extremely frustrated and ready to go postal on the bank. So we should get possession roughly next Thursday (Oct. 30th), which will work out nicely considering Ohio State has a bye week that weekend and we won't have to schedule any moving we do that weekend around football. Any subsequent Saturday moving will be affected, but meh.

My immune system: hates me. I definitely have contracted the dreaded disease known as...KIDDIE CRUD. I have a man voice, it hurts to cough, and my nose is yucky. I had to use my t-shirt as a handkerchief when I was running with my sister this morning, and I HATE that. It's so yucky. But hey, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.



Is anyone else ready for this damn election to be over? I am so sick of these goddamn ads. Plus, Sarah Palin makes me want to throw something through the TV...and Jason just might divorce me over that.

Yesterday, I babysat for the two cutest kids ever-our godchildren, Chase and Kayla. They are 6 (okay, almost six...I get corrected for that regularly) and 4...I adore them, but oh my lord was I exhausted. And that was with them actually behaving! I may not have kids until I'm 35.



And last but not least...YAAAAAAY that Ohio State isn't SUCKING against Michigan State! Finally, they start playing like a team with an offense!

The sniffles, I haz them.

Could be allergies. Could be a cold, seeing as I 4o hours/week with snotnosed kids. Either way, it sucks. I have no desire to do anything. Gym? Nope. Write thank you notes? Nope. Start weeding through the basement in anticipation of moving? Nope. Work? FUCK NO. I just wanna nap, is that so bad?

House Update: No closing date yet. The mortgage company keeps nitpicking at our loan application (for example, they said the photograph on the copy of Jason's driver's license was too dark. WTF?) and it's holding stuff up. Hopefully, closing day will be next Monday or Tuesday. I just want it to be over and done with, I am sick of being the point man, so to speak, on all this shit.

Two of my most favorite people ever, Katie and Ben, are having a Halloween party in a couple of weeks. And I have NO CLUE what to wear. Suggestions?

Aaaaand my last random thought for the day...I love Chipotle. LOVE IT. That's all I got.

Why?

Seriously. I've been following this blog since I was posting on the Knot's Getting in Shape board, so for a while now. The blogger went through one miscarriage, then got pregnant again, only to find out that her son had multiple chromosomal anomalies that would result in a 99% chance that he would either die before or shortly after birth. She and her husband decided that terminating the pregnancy was not an option, and that she would carry their son as long as was medically possible. Throughout her pregnancy, she and her husband have held so tightly to their beliefs and the hope that God would heal their son and make him whole. But at the same time, they have firmly believed that whatever happens is God's will. I give them an immense amount of respect for staying so strong in their beliefs, because I don't think I could be that strong. Now, on with my rant...

Their little boy was born today, and was able to spend 16 minutes with his mommy and daddy before he passed away. WHY does that have to be God's will? WHY?! WTF? Why does God's will require people to go through the pain that these two people have gone through? From what I've read in the blog, they appear to be really nice, kind, genuinely good people. Why does something like this happen to them? It's.not.fucking.fair.

In case you can't tell, I am somewhat lapsed in my religious habits. I was raised Catholic, but have become a "Christmas and Easter" churchgoer at Jason's Methodist church since we got engaged and started living together. Maybe this is the difference between someone like me, who feels the need to question EVERYTHING, and someone who is strong in their beliefs and doesn't feel to need to question. I don't know. I do know that it seems like this couple's beliefs have gotten them through this ordeal, and I'm glad for them for that. Because I'd be mad as all fucking hell, and I imagine that holding tight to your beliefs is very likely much healthier.

But damnit, I still want to know why.

Some thoughts...

-Ohio State needs to get their act together. These three point wins are killing me.

-My hair is slightly purple. Apparently, it felt like holding onto the red my stylist put on my head today more than the brown that it was supposed to hold onto. It'll tone down. In the meantime, Jason calls me the Purple People Eater, and I call him Asshole.

-It looks like we'll be closing on the house at the end of this month. Like, on Halloween. This excites me and terrifies me at the same time.

-Jason's dad and stepmom are moving to Cincinnati. Don't be surprised if we end up with their cat-I get the vibe that, while they like Oscar well enough, the reason they ended up with him in the first place is b/c Jason's stepsister came home with him one day, and he never left. Oskie's a cool kitty though (if slightly overweight), so if this did happen I wouldn't mind horribly and neither would Jason.

-I need to finish my thankyou notes. Who wants to help?

-I also need to clean out my basement, and my closet. Again, helpers? Bueller?

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Success! (we think)

We had the house inspection today, and it went well. Far better than the one on the LAST house did. The only glaring issue is the fact that the stove (which is the original from when the house was built 20 years ago) has a small gas leak and a broken knob. So the sellers are either going to have to replace it or drop the selling price a grand or so. We'll see what happens. The other stuff we want them to fix should be fairly easy, plus there's a fair amount of stuff that we're willing to do. The stove is the main sticking point, and I don't see it being a make or break issue.

Holy hell, wind storms! We were lucky, we didn't lose power at all. A couple of power flickers on Sunday, and that was it. The clinic had power on Monday (boo!) but school was closed on Tuesday (yay!), so I got some paperwork done (double yay!) and rolled into the clinic at 1pm. Then it was back to school as usual on Weds. (boo!) Our apt lost a couple of shingles, but our new house didn't sustain any damage, and THAT'S the important thing.

We are going to the OSU game this weekend. AGAIN. Am I a bad Buckeye fan when I say that I really don't want to go tomorrow, and the only reason I am is b/c Jason's friend couldn't get off work? I have a to-do list a mile long, and had a grand plan to get SO much stuff done while Jason and Jon were at the game...and now, I can't do any of it. Bah. I know, I should be grateful we have the abundance of opportunities that we do this season...but it's so exhausting.

Now, off to bed. After I decide what I'm wearing tomorrow, that is. Hey, just because I'm not 100% thrilled to go to the game doesn't mean I'm just going to throw an outfit together. WhoTF do you think I am?

Oh.my.god.

IAMSOTIRED. Don't get me wrong-I love my Buckeyes and I love going to football games. But damn, going to two 12pm home games in a row is killing me. My ass was asleep on the couch by 8:30pm last night. 8:30! That's insane, even for me-and I love nothing more than falling asleep on the couch. Poor Jason fell asleep next to me shortly thereafter-and he NEVER does that. The kid is a night owl. But this shit is wearing us out. Especially with the way yesterday's game went. The team needs to get their acts together, before next Saturday...or they are SO fucked.

On the upside, I've already decided I'm watching the OSU/USC game at Cocktails. Why decide so far in advance, you ask? So I can make buffalo chicken dip (aka crack in a pan), duh! Oh, buffalo chicken dip, I adore you.

I actually got up and went running this morning-hooray for me! I need to get in the habit of running more, if I'm going to think about considering doing the Flying Pig 1/2 marathon next May. Or if I'm going to be in any shape to kick Jason's ass in the Turkey Trot. Because it's on, baby.

Shhh, I've got a secret....

No, I'm not pregnant. Fuck you for thinking that. We put down an offer on another house yesterday. I call it a secret because we're keeping this tidbit to ourselves for now-we are too well versed in the experience of telling everyone and their mother that we put in an offer on a house, only to have the sellers accept another offer, etc. We're trying to not get our hopes up, but it's hard not to. I just wish our realtor would call-we sent the offer yesterday afternoon, so hopefully we'll hear soon.

Alli and I did a 5k in Worthington Hills today. Our times were good and my knee and ankle behaved, so woohoo! We did have a chuckle at this dude that was hellbent and determined to stay in front of us for the whole race...because he threw up immediately after the race. Take that, douchebag!

Now that McCain has named a running mate...boy, are the next couple of months going to be fun. He'd better back off on the ads knocking Obama for lack of experience, seeing as Palin has less experience that he does-two years as state governor, and no experience at the national level. Plus, I think that hailing Palin as a "hero" for not having an abortion after she found out her child would be born with Down syndrome is NOT a wise idea-thousands of women make the same decision every week. What makes her (Palin) a hero? Not that. No more than any other woman in the same situation. And I'm not even going to touch the rumors that the baby is in fact her 16 year old daughter's, or the reports that Palin's water supposedly broke in Texas, a month before her due date, and that she FLEW BACK TO ALASKA anyway. If, in fact, she was actually pregnant, having her water break that early when she KNEW she was having a child who would be born with special needs was utterly stupid and irresponsible. But I digress.

I do NOT want to go back to work tomorrow. Having six days off has made me spoiled. Spending a few days at the lake with the Munteans and the rest of the gang was much needed, though...and then there's always football games :) Hooray football!