I just switched over to this new blogger, and for a few hours, I got really scared that I’d erased my blog, since I know my template isn’t an official blogger template so it always has problems with it. In fact, it’s been so long that I’ve had this template that I chose as a joke (what the hell happened to my little kitten that shit paw prints), that I guess people know me by my super gay peach-tones. The new blogger does have some new features that I have yet to explore, one of them being a label function for your posts, with the suggested label, “scooters, vacation, fall.” I felt obligated to comply.
5 more days before I leave for Miami for the Super Bowl. My mom has requested that I not wear anything low cut because her work associates will be there. I argue that I MUST wear all things low cut because professional athletes will be there.
I was at a mall this week and I turned around and thought this guy standing behind me was Shawn Marion of the Suns. My legs went weak. It turned out it wasn’t him but it really surprised me that should I ever meet Shawn Marion, that my legs would go weak. I always thought I was an Amare kind of girl. I love the Suns.
I just finished up my Final Cut Pro class so I have my Sundays back. I do need to go through all the lessons at my own pace to feel like I have a handle on the basic things, but at least the whole process isn’t as daunting. I’m hoping this is my first step to becoming more technical. I’m also simultaneously learning Dreamweaver, which could mean trouble.
I’ll tell you, remodeling is a process. I got a quote of $45K to remodel two bathrooms and a kitchen of a two-bedroom condo, and I just about fainted, because we didn’t even want that much done. Needless to say, it was laughably over my budget. I did some research on the internet and the average cost to remodel a master bathroom with decent material in LA is between 21K and 24K alone, which is disgusting. I’m learning that contractors are as bad as lawyers in that they can basically charge you whatever they want, and you have to be ready to give up your first born. The good news is Reggie knows someone who can do it for much less, and there are certain things we can do ourselves. Like paint. I like to paint. I can’t say this process isn’t fun though. I can’t wait to see my little ex-crack den transformed into something nice.
In other news, still need to find that restaurant space. We need a larger kitchen for the lemonade production stat.