Monthly Archives: October 2011

We took a family hike this weekend.

Just the four of us. My Mom, my sister, myself, and my dad’s ashes.

I woke up Saturday morning with the feeling that we needed to do something with the ashes which had been sitting in the house since July. We couldn’t decide whether or not to put them in an urn with a headstone in the cemetery at Bible College, or scatter them somewhere. I went to talk to my sister who had been thinking the same thing. My mom agreed, it was time for some closure.

We drove out to the lake, where he taught us to swim and where we relaxed on many summer days together. We had a boat on this lake and whenever we could wring him away from work for a few hours we’d rush out with our cooler, our suits and our sunscreen and have a wonderful time as a family.

This would be Dad’s last trip to the lake, we’d go as four but three would walk back. We started this journey as a family with four players, but we’ll finish it as three.

We parked on a long forgotten boat launch and walked a few yards in to the woods. Mom carried the box they sent us dad’s ashes in. Fog was still rolling off the lake and we stood for a minute admiring its quiet beauty. We all decided in unison that this was the place, and we took a breath and scattered his ashes.

It was beautiful to watch, we smiled as he was returned to nature, finally at peace and resting in a place he loved so much.

We didn’t cry, we just stood there for a few minutes and watched as the water moved in the slow breeze. The lake was moving, the water was forging a path to a different place and so we were also. We were moving on from what had been, to what is now. With a sense of accomplishment that we had accomplished one more step on this uncomfortable journey we have to take together we walked up the boat ramp to the car…

and went to Tudors for a good breakfast.

all in Memory of Dad.

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Love

This is my sweet Harley dog.

He loves his brother Bandit.

He loves to chill and cuddle with his people.

He loves to run around at the park.

And he’s a snappy dresser.

and…

He’s adopted.

We met him during a trip to the Humane Society in March and when we went back in May we took him home with us. He’s been Bandit’s big brother ever since.

October is Adopt a Dog month. And I hope if anyone decides to adopt a dog they’ll love him half as much as we love our Happy Harley.

Last night…

Last night I tweeted this:

@LizDoesRealLife Liz
I’m infuriated and I’m about ten seconds away from telling the Internet all about it.

I did that for two reasons.

1. I was kind of making fun of people who over share and whine to the internet when something goes wrong in their lives.

2. I was INFURIATED.

Brian and I are conducting an experiment at the moment to see if we can manage our daily schedules with one car. We know we can, we’re just trying to prove to ourselves how easy it will be to sell my car and put the money in savings. Yesterday I got up with him and took him to work (we left at 6:30. Vomit) and I went on to work myself. I picked him up at 6:00 when he got off work and then we went out to the gym he’s going to. He went to class and I sat in the car knitting, more on that later.

We got home about 9:00 after running through a drive thru for some dinner and Brian was the first one to the door. We found a folded up piece of paper in between the doorknob and the frame.

This piece of paper was a notice we’re in default on our rent and we have 7 days to pay up or get evicted.

Brian immediately came in and called the answering service who told us we’d have to speak to someone tomorrow morning about our problem. Yeah, because we were totally getting excellent sleep tonight after this. He was angry, I was beyond angry and ready to throw all our sh*t in a truck and get out of this place.

The funny thing is we’re TOTALLY current on our rent. We’ve only been late on one payment EVER and that was because I was getting ready to walk a check over to the office when I got the call that my dad had passed away and who cares about rent in a situation like that. We paid rent with a money order since they don’t take cash and take FOREVER to take checks out of our account AND the office WROTE US A RECEIPT.

A RECEIPT!!

FROM THE FRENCH MEANING A PIECE OF PAPER THAT MEANS I PAID MY F***ING BILL!!!!! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO PUT A PIECE OF PAPER IN MY DOOR GHETTO APARTMENT COMPLEX TO TELL ME I’M IN DANGER OF BEING EVICTED BECAUSE YOU CAN’T TAKE CARE OF YOUR OWN SH*T!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So I put on my “beautiful firm nature” that the K tells me I have and slapped on my lawyer face this morning. I walked over to the office (after calling my boss to tell her I’d be late) and straightened out this matter. They told me it was a mistake (YES! IT WAS INDEED!) and not to worry about the paper and we will not be evicted.

All I can say is we had better not be. Hell hath no fury like lawyer Liz (seriously, ask the K or my husband.) Just wait until I’m licensed to practice. This place won’t know what hit them.

The lessons we can take from this:

If you move to Lexington don’t live in my apartment complex. Brian and I were tempted to break our lease earlier this year for other shady behavior but once we save up for a deposit on another place we are OUT OF HERE…

Pay rent. On time. Keep your receipts.

Wait a minute…that’s what we did.

Refer to lesson 1 children.

*peruses rental property listings.*

Updates

I’m inconsistent with blogging. I’m really trying to get better at this. The only way to do that is to write more so that’s what I’m doing.

Here are a few updates.

• I left my job! Hooray! I got another one. I’m working as a Medicaid Biller for a local nonprofit. I love it. I work 3 days a week. I climb the walls and study for the LSAT the other 4 days.

• I started selling stuff on Ebay with my mom. You will recall we also sell lemonade in the summer at fairs and festivals. We can’t stay away from each other. These ventures serve to take up some of the time I am not working.

• My second “52 Weeks of Pinterest” experiment was an epic fail. I’m recovering my confidence.

• I’ve discovered that under my feminist exterior lurked a housewife. My house rocks now that I’ve had time to pay attention to it. Its organized, clean, and smells good most of the time.

• The show 30 Rock (now streaming on Netflix) is awesome. I started watching it last year but I abandoned it because something happened around the time I discovered it. Oh yeah! I got married.

That’s about it. I’m sure I’ll think of something I forgot but now its time to make some dinner.

Until next time,

Liz