The Many Faces of Max

All of these were taken within 10 seconds of each other.

Cake Alert!

So, this is my last cake for a while. I have to pack all my cake stuff and won't have a kitchen set up until mid-April so LIVE IT UP NOW, PEOPLE.

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T-minus 5.5 weeks and counting

So, the house drama continues. I can't say a lot because my agent keeps yelling at me for my big mouth yapping about stuff so all I'll say is that provided the inspection on our house goes well, which we're pretty confident will happen (for the most part), we'll be moving into our new house in 5 1/2 weeks!! We had our inspection at the new place Saturday and while it wasn't cringe-free (painting AND mudding over wallpaper? Really? Really?! Why do you hate me?), nothing terrible was found and everything that's broken can be fixed. We were there for almost 4 hours (the inspector was very thorough) so I got a lot of time to poke around in the daylight. We realized when we got there that we'd only been there at night so daytime was a whole new experience. There are a ton of windows and the house gets really light and bright during the day and it was fun to be able to sit and really think about living there and what I want to do with it. They laid a new kitchen floor because of the water damage and while it's not what I would have chosen style-wise, it's new and neutral so I'm fine with it for now. I hope that in about 5 years we can rip everything out and start over but for now I can only make cheap, minor improvements. My sister is like "why bother, just live in it like it is" but can't help it. I already have a whole list ready for IKEA in April. I'm chomping at the bit to get my grubby hands into all these projects but I MUST BE PATIENT.

So that's that. We now just wait and see what happens. I'm staying the course and going on the notion that we're moving even though my agent keeps reminding me ad nauseam that nothing is final until they hand us the key so I'm staying on HIGH ALERT. Or at least MEDIUM ALERT. Jeff keeps looking at me and saying "I can't believe we're moving. A month ago we weren't moving and now ALL THIS STUFF has happened and now we've got a new house in the 'burbs and HOLY CRAP WE'RE MOVING." Yes dear, we are. Living with me is like living on a roller coaster. Sometimes it's all smooth and fun but then the bottom drops out and you just have to hang on and enjoy the ride.

WOO HOO!!!!!!!!

We sold our house (pretty much)!!!!!

As I mentioned before, we got an offer on the house Tuesday night. We went back and forth and were ready go when we got....another offer. Last night. At like 9pm. We were both like "holy shit are you kidding me?" but it was true. The second offer was close to the first so we were both cornfused as to what to do. We slept on it, decided to counter the first offer again this afternoon and they accepted! We're both kind of in shock that this is all really happening. We only went to look at our new house on a lark, just to get it out of my system. I guess it was meant to be. Ballwin, here we come.

Our next hurdle is the inspection process on this house and our new house and I'm nervous about both. Our house is over 100 years old so who knows what kind if crap they'll find and they might tell us this new place is a claptrap so nothing is final until they hand me the key.

UPDATE: Well, shit. The agent called. Someone else made an offer on our new house and they're giving us 72 hours to either commit to buy before our house sale goes through or it's sayonara new house. We have our inspection on Saturday so we're going to decide then. This totally sucks.

Yowza!

So, we got an offer last night! It's all still in the negotiating stage so I'll spare the details until later.

WOOHOO!!!

Lookey-loo

So, I forgot to mention this earlier. We had a showing yesterday scheduled from 1-2, which generally means we skeedaddle out of here around 12:45ish. Now, Max has made house showing LESS THAN FUN because we pretty much have to follow him out the door with a swiffer. He is like Pigpen from the Peanuts Gang. Dirt follows him. Anyway, at around noon, I told Jeff that I was going to shower and then get the Dirt Devil dressed and ready to go. I was done and dressed by 12:25 and went into Max's room to while Jeff cleaned up. I had just started to change his diaper when Jeff came running into his bedroom half screaming/half whispering "THEY'RE HERE THEY'RE HERE THEY'RE HERE...." I was like "are you (insert swear word here) kidding me?!" He was not kidding. All of a sudden the front door opens, I hear voices and Max takes off to see who was here to visit him because why else would someone be here, right? Well, I don't think the agent and nice couple (please buy my house, nice people) were quite expecting to see a small Asian boy run up to them in a pajama top and no pants yelling "HI!" I ran after him and was all "hi, we weren't expecting you for another 30 minutes. We'll be out of here shortly." What transpired next is what I imagine would happen should aliens suddenly invade. We were running around frantically putting on shoes, finding pants, spraying air freshener, hoping there were no poopy diapers left lying around, grabbing coats and in about 90 seconds we were out. Max was plopped into his car seat sans shoes and a coat and I had wet hair and 1/2 my makeup on. The best part was this:

me: I'm so sorry, please come in and look around. We're on our way out.

agent: (looking puzzled as to why we didn't use our ESP to know he would be 35 minutes early) Oh, okay. Are we early?!

me: No problem, we were expecting you at 1. We're leaving now.....

agent: Sorry for the mixup! Don't worry, we'll only be about 5-10 minutes.

SERIOUSLY DUDE?! I spent 3 hours making my house look as pretty as a Southern Belle at her coming out party and you give me 5 TO 10 MINUTES?! Ass.

Then we went and got donuts because that's what I do when I'm stressed out.

Monday, Monday...la la la la lala

So, last week was super hectic and busy here. Between Tuesday and yesterday, we had 9 showings, two of which were second showings. That's all super great and awesome except that none of those showings came with a bright shiny offer for me to jump for joy over :( I know I'm being impatient but we got all excited with the activity and now we have the sads. I haven't buried the statue YET but if we don't get anything cookin' in the next few days, that suckers going in head first. THIS IS SERIOUS BUSINESS.

In the midst of all this hoopla, we're still filling out paperwork for the new adoption, which is also coming along slower than I would like. It's not difficult, just time consuming, and time is a hot commodity nowadays. We've decided to refer to the new baby as Doug. Doug is not his name, but rather a placeholder name until we can decide on something and "the new baby" is just a lot to say and like I said, I don't have the time to say three words instead of one. Even if it's a girl, she will still be known as Doug. It took us years (I'm not kidding) to agree on Max so unless we name this one Max II like we used to do with our dogs, this could be a struggle. As was the case before, I enjoy names that trend to the unusual while Jeff likes names that won't get the child beat up in middle school. Potato, po-tah-to. Anyway, my goal this week is to get all the paperwork in so I don't have paperwork guilt to add to my normal guilt. We have another showing tonight and an agent thingy tomorrow so SOMEONE PLEASE BUY MY HOUSE.

OMG!

So, it's been really busy around here so no typey the bloggey. We've already had four showings so I've spent every waking moment cleaning every surface I can find. Max has made this somewhat difficult and by somewhat difficult I mean extremely difficult. I pack it, he unpacks it. I clean it, he throws a chicken finger on it. It is a war I cannot win. Touche.

The other major news is that THEY ACCEPTED OUR OFFER!!! It's in the wee stages so many things could fall apart and we still have to sell our house but I'm remaining optimistic. For now.

I have no patience. It's only been 4 days and I'm already stressed out. Ugh.

Yikes.

So, we went and put a contract on the house today. Big step. Yep. We'll know if they accept or whatever by 5pm tomorrow. I hope they accept. I hope we sell our house. It went on the market today, too. There is a lot going on around here.

Cake Alert

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Lost Recap

So, I had planned on posting a full 8 page Lost recap but I've been too busy and I don't think I can fully articulate my confusion with all the other crap (ie. facts) in my brain right now. I will say that the episode was freaking awesome and that LM and I sat in silence the whole time, partially because of the no-talking rule, which I say thank you to LM for honoring, and partially because I couldn't figure out what the hell was going on for most of it. Here are some bullet points to discuss amongst yourselves until next week:

- Where the hell did Richard come from? I don't think it was the Black Rock, I think he's older than that, like Egyptian old, but he is tied up in this mess in a big way. He seems very confused as to what's going on. Join the club, sir.

-Why did the Losties jump through time when the bomb went off? Why were they the only ones to travel? Other Dharma people were at the site with them. Are the 1977 versions of the Losties dead in the blast? Are they resting in a poorly animated underwater tomb? Would we see their bodies if we went diving?

-What is the real impact of Jacob's death? Why is everyone so afraid? If he is some all knowing being, how was he so easily killed by dumb Ben?

-Who is Zombie John Locke? Is he going to stay in Locke's body the whole time or morph back into the dude from the beach? Why is he so mad at everyone? Has he been taking the form of people all along and we never knew it? Has he been manipulating this entire thing the whole time? What do those two have to do with Dharma?

-I know it seems as though there are two realities happening here, but I've decided that it's the opposite. I think there has always been more than one reality happening and the bomb detonating somehow caused them to cross and now they're one. Maybe. I'm still working this one out in my physics laboratory. (I assume you read that as la-BOR-atory and you would be correct.)

-Why was Desmond on the plane? Where did he disappear to?

-What is the deal with Undead Sayid? Why did they kill him? So Jacob could have a body to live in? We all remarked at the religious symbolism in this episode, which was really evident in the scene where they take him out of the pool and he's outstretched like Jesus on the cross. Then he died. Then he came back to life. I don't think that was coincidence. I know this show has a lot to do with religion and I'm very curious as to how that will be presented in the end.

Okay, I'm done. I have a billion other questions but I also have things to do. This is no spoiler but I read that the last 10 minutes of next week's episode will BLOW US AWAY. Consider yourself warned.

LOST RECAP: Season Premiere Edition

So, tonight is the season premier of Lost and I'm as excited as a kid on Christmas eve. I've been waiting patiently for this day since May 13, 2009 and I almost can't wait the last 9.5 hours. LM is coming over to watch with me since Jeff doesn't really care and I need someone who cares so that we can gasp out loud together. We have strict Lost watching rules like no talking and no phone calls (I'm looking at you, Jan) and Jeff is also in charge of Max from 7pm until bedtime. This is mommy's night and she will cut anyone who ruins it.

That all being said, let's go back for a short recap, shall we?

-In the present day, after Richard led them into the foot tomb, Zombie John Locke convinced Ben to stab Jacob in the gut and then kicked him into the fire pit. While this was shocking to no one who knows what foreshadowing is, it was somewhat shocking for Jacob to be so mean to Ben ("What about you?") since he seemed to know what was going on. We also learned that Zombie John Locke was of course not ZJL but The Man In Black, whoever that is. Evil? The devil? Johnny Cash?

-Speaking of Richard, he was out on the beach with the others this whole time and was soon joined by Ilana and her crew, who are carrying a large, body sized crate. What's inside? Well, it's dead John Locke, of course. Richard is cornfused. He also finally answers the riddle "what lies in the shadow of the statue?" He says it is "he who will save us all." Who is "he?" Zombie Locke? Crate Locke? Jacob? Ben?

- Back in the groovy 70s, Sayid has been shot and is dying but tells Jack that they have to blow up the magnetic thingy to reset time and then none of this will have happened and they'll all be back in LAX, oblivious to the existence of each other. They get the H-bomb that had been conveniently left for them in the 60s and Sayid manages to MacGuyver it to work. Sawyer doesn't like this plan and wants to keep things as they are and tells Jack all this with his fist. Jack says "KISSMYASS" and they try to make the plan happen anyway. Meanwhile, Chang realizes they hit the magnetic pocket and all shit breaks loose and the magnet starts sucking everything into the hole. While this is all happening, there's a shoot-out with the Losties and the Dharma people. Miraculously, no Losties are shot because they're THAT GOOD. Jack drops the bomb (cue Gap Band) into the hole and they all wait for the bang with scrunched up faces but nothing happens. The bombs a dud.

-Juliette's pulled into the well and she's super pissed that the bomb didn't go off. Through the miracle of teevee, she managed to get violently dragged into a well filled with lots of sharp metal things, fall all the way to the bottom and LIVE. This does not please Juliette since she wants a new life now so she takes out her anger on the poor bomb by banging on it with some kind of well rock and then....

bang? Boom? Pow? Reset???? WHAT HAPPENS? I'm sure I left a bunch out but go re-watch yourself then. All I know is that I'll be having some sort of freak out at 10pm CST tonight and I'll recap all the glory tomorrow.

Namaste.

OMGIMSOEXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!