This post is brought to you by WTMI (What? Too Much Information!).  Okay, my father is coming for his annual Thanksgiving visit so we had to high-tail it on getting the guest room back in shape and up to par.  You see.  It’s been storage for a little while and that’s not a good thing.  On top of that, it’s taken on an odor that makes us worrisome that our little cat Kira, with the pee problem has been using that room as a personal potty parlor.  So today, we rented a Rug Doctor because, as you know it’s “steaming mad at dirt” in a valiant effort to fix the odiferous problem AND to clean the carpet since it’s one of the few rooms in our home now that actually has carpet.  We pre-treated the carpet with pet stuff, and decided that we needed to check under the bed to see if the problem was more rank than we had anticipated.  It was.  Petrified from Kira and the days that Ginny was a houseguest.  So….note to self.  Check under the bed if you suspect odiferous issues in a room…there might be a present or two or multiple waiting for you.  In the meantime, we’re looking forward to a crystal clean room later tonight.

EWWWWWWW!

 

Courtesy Wikipedia

Courtesy Wikipedia

There’s an festering annoyance in my house that comes up every time the Jim discusses avant garde musical instruments and I wanted to state my case right now for two items that I pray will NEVER make their way into our home.  

 

One item is a little number that Please Feed the Monkeys and the Jim located at a past NAMM convention, and is rumored to be residing in our home at this very moment, but I can’t seem to find it.  The nasty item is the ZYDECO TIE.  Look, I’m not a big fan of zydeco or bluegrass (sorry, sorry), but this just seems tacky to me.  I mean, it’s bad enough to bring a washboard on stage with you but to ramp up your fashion sense, you choose to add a metal necktie to your zydeco-wonderment?  Ewww.

The other item is as bad as a piano key necktie, and instills fear deep within me.  I despise the KEYTAR, with all senseless reasoning.  I mean, what better way to show that you’re not as “cool” as the lead guitarist other than to strap-on a keyboard and go to town!  Seriously.  I hate this tech-mod-monster.  Even Justin Timberlake’s really well done concert recently featured it.  Look, I love the 80s, but could we please keep this in the closet?  

I don’t know why I hate these things, but I do and I say this because I’m heading to VIBE salon and they play fabulous music videos…where no doubt the evil Keytar occasionally shows up.  Wish me luck.

If you don’t know…our house was built in 1945 and we’re in a historic section of North Knoxville (not THE historic section, but close).  The Jim and I are the first people to tell you and anyone else for that matter that we LOVE OUR HOME.  We do!  We honestly do!  Even with the tacky wall-papered mural of a pastoral scene in the dining room.  Even with the plaster walls that take more effort to fix or require planning to hang a picture (any picture).  Even with the scary “panic room” space under the house that for goodness sake, I would seriously have to be facing nuclear annihilation to actually go into (it’s scary folks).  However, we are now coming to a “matter of deduction” one one of our regular stressors. 

Downstairs, we have a finished basement (see flood post from while back).  A few times each year, the carpet by the back door gets saturated.  We first thought it was rain coming through the door.  No.  We then thought it might be the pipe that connects to the outdoor hose.  No.  I think we’ve figured it out.  We have a sump-pump by the back door that decided that it was just done working.  So it fills up with water and apparently seeps into our lives filling the air with that dank, musty, oh-so-not-filtered water smell and a soaking wet carpet (which, as most of you know, if you don’t rectify turns into dank-musty-moldy-nightmares).  So, we bought a new sump-pump yesterday (and those suckers ain’t cheap - try almost $100.00), and the Jim went about the business of installing it.  In an older home, and anyone who shares this joy of homeownership knows…it takes more effort to fix anything, and often the process is rarely simple.  Of course, it’s scheduled to rain big this weekend.   Unfortunately, he needs to go to Lowes today to buy a new pipe too, so he really didn’t install it last night. Which means, water table rose during the night, carpet got wetter, smell got worse and Anna got more frustrated.  Blessings exist these days in things like wet/dry shop vacs and Yankee candle tart burners.  Hopefully today, we’ll get the problem rectified and the new sump-pump installed and working.  All this and my father is scheduled to get here in a week and a half.  Ah well…not much more do at this point other than hope that the Jim does a good job with his stint as home handyman.

Hello, I’m Anna and I have a confession to make.  Do you know me?  I’m the person that they apparently create infomercials for.  You see, I’m up around the same time every morning (7:30 AM), even on the weekends.  The problem with that is that Saturday and Sunday mornings are ripe with nuggets of “paid programming” delights.  Anything and everything from why you should own an Oreck Bagged vacuum, to why you NEED a Shark VX3 (which I’ll complain about soon, give me time), or why you might want to consider switching from Bare Minerals to “Sheer”-whatever (which I am NOT switching).  Well, I’m hooked.  It’s a problem, so a lot of times I clear things with the Jim before I go online and decide to try the latest thing.  This past week, we succumbed to the wonders of SHAMWOW!  I mean, I dare you not to watch it and want it…after all, they’re made in “Germany” and you gotta have that!  They still haven’t arrived yet, but we’re darn well excited nonetheless.  I also purchased the only workout set endorsed by Mary Murphy, Len Goodman, Tony Dovalani and other ballroom giants: CORE RHYTHMS.  The Jim is pretty much sure I could open up my own fitness boutique if I would just do the darn workouts.  Needless to say, I have got to find a good cure for the informercial influenza that I get each Saturday…or we’ll be indigent before too long.

I so need to post about how fabulous our weekend was…but I’ve been so busy, I haven’t had the chance.  Let me just say, the report is coming soon so stay tuned.

We all searched for the SNL clips that pushed the political satire up a notch (since I don’t know anyone in my close friends who still watches the whole SNL show each Saturday), but politics is funny, folks.  I guess it has to be, right?  I mean, if we can’t laugh about it…I suppose we’d cry.  Daily.  So, the Jim and I found it interesting that the senate race in Minnesota is headed to a recount because of how close it is.  It’s not interesting of course because it’s never happened before…but apparently Al Frankin is now the next in line to pursue a run for Washington joining the noble ranks of Fred Grandy (Former House of Representatives Member), and Ben Jones (Former Virginia and Georgia House of Representatives Member).  Can Bill Maher not be far behind?  Who knows…but I’m sure they can tell some good jokes during fillibustering right?

Notice I didn’t remark on Jesse Ventura. (Not that he’s run for Washington office, but check the site). You see, while some might find “professional wrestling” funny (and it is, as the only way I can watch it if I am absolutely forced to do so)…but I didn’t think he counts.

 

Direct from www.barackobama.com

Direct from www.barackobama.com

 

 

The Jim and I opened (cautiously) a bottle of champagne when we first heard that Obama was the winner of the general elections.  [We got excited about 8 years ago too and we all know what happened next.]  Tonight, though, the champagne was poured as an honorable John McCain took the podium and made a gracious and beautiful concession speech.

 

This is a day of history…regardless of the outcome.   The Jim and I believe that change is a good thing and there’s a lot of risks involved in wanting and accepting this elected position.  I hope, and pray that it will be truly the change we need.  Blessings to everyone on this historic moment in time…peace, love and hope always.

 

IT'S YOUR DUTY!

HOPE

Voting is very important to me, being the daughter of an immigrant who moved to this country looking for hope and the possibility to live “the dream”.  Since I turned 18, I have not missed a vote (primary or general), since.  I believe, and so does the Jim, that we should value this privilege that we are given as Americans and brave the poll lines (no matter how long they are), to hopefully vote in change that we need.  Remember, a vote means that you have a right to complain about the candidate who won…if you didn’t, don’t even open your mouth.  

 

So, we put this hope out…Vote with your heart.  Vote with your vision for America.  Vote with hope that things can change and get better.  No matter who you believe will get us on the right track…VOTE, VOTE, VOTE!

Okay, if you’ve looked at our blog log you know who we’re supporting this election year, however, that does not mean that I have ill will towards the opposing side.  I think that the opposing side has a remarkable career serving our country, and some funny acting chops that I was unaware of.  Look, I never thought I’d put something on my blog for the “other white meat”, but funny is funny folks and he did a great job with this. Enjoy!

Okay, okay so I slacked off.  I did, I did.  So here’s the Reader’s Digest Condensed Version…

Wednesday, is a bit of a blur honestly…oh, now I remember, spent day at Disney Hollywood Studios and:

  • Got my hair wrapped, cause it’s actually long enough to do it for real;
  • Got denied at the Sci-Fi Drive In Restaurant, because they were all booked up;
  • Love the Muppets 3-D Movie (huge Muppet fan);
  • Got to meet up with Drew, Honor and Tim (?) outside of Tower of Terror;
  • Rode the Aerosmith Rockin’ Roller Coaster and still love that take-off, it’s the best thing ever;
  • Got right onto (thanks to Tim?), the newest ride in the Disney universe, Toy Story Mania!  It’s wonderful, part ride and part live video game.  Chris beat out Jim, but I wasn’t far behind.  Highly recommended ride!

We then headed over to Epcot again, where Jim and I took in the new Nemo and Friends at the former Living Seas and LOVED IT!!!!  I’m serious!  It’s great (and I’m the one afraid of fish remember?!).  I also highly recommend taking the kids to see Turtle Talk with Crush.  It’s amazing.  

  • After a walk around the World Showcase, following a SUPERB glass of Icewine from Canada, we discovered that in order to eat somewhere in the World Showcase - you really need a reservation.  
  • We ended up eating at the quick serve meal in Morocco where we had a great vantage point for Illuminations (the fireworks).

On Thursday, The Dotsons & Please Feed the Monkeys probably did the smart thing and took the day off to the coast.  We, went back to Epcot.

  • Did all the things we didn’t do (Universe of Energy, Food & Wine Pavilion, etc.), and re-did all the things I love so much.
  • We ate lunch in Germany and it was exquisite!  YUM!  There was an oompah-band and everything…only if the Jim polka’ed I’d have been in heaven.
  • It started rain later on and we had reservations for dinner in France but skipped them.  
  • My only noteworthy item of warning is that no one should attempt to get to the parks from Downtown Disney via the buses.  It took us 90 minutes to get to Epcot, and 120 to get back from Epcot.  I was not a happy camper.

Friday, our legs were about dead and I had messed up severely on my medications which made me a bundle of nothing good at all; and on top of this, it was raining pretty good.  Note to self: if you’re supposed to take your meds in the morning, take them then and don’t skip a day.  It leads to badness.

  • Ended up at the Magic Kingdom and after a rough morning had a great day with the Jim.
  • Enjoyed Space Mountain which claimed my sunglasses from my cleavage.  
  • Learned that Winnie the Pooh has a severe honey addiction issue.  I mean it’s bad.  I mean, he needs help.
  • On Winnie the Pooh ride, also discovered that it’s a huge tale of addiction issues…Pooh (previously mentioned), Tigger who appears to be on speed or cocaine and Eyore who is always crashing off of some high that never manifests (or is habitually on downers). 
  • Re-rode our favorites (Haunted Mansion and Pirates of the Caribbean).
  • Met up with Please Feed the Monkeys and the Dotsons to head…I can’t remember where.
  • All I know is that we ended the night at Downtown Disney for a yummy dinner at Fulton’s Crab House.  Delicious!!!!

On Saturday, The Dotsons and Please Feed the Monkeys enjoyed a half day since they took Thursday off at the park (Epcot), while the Jim and I did Downtown Disney.  I highly recommend the Cornflakes French Toast at Wolfgang Puck Express.  WOW.

We rode home in fine form and I am so thankful to Pete of Please Feed the Monkeys for the great conversation on my long driving shift.  He’s got some pretty great musical taste and always enlightening (since I’ve never heard of half the bands he plays on his iPod).  Still, his conversation made the hours fly even with us getting home around 1 AM.

Sunday was spent sleeping, sleeping and sleeping.  IN the middle of that sleeping, we hopped out to Lowe’s for a replacement lock for our backdoor (since unfortunately our dearest housesitter had to deal with a broken key in a lock situation - we love her and thank her, Amy and Mark for remedying the situation so well).

All in all it was AN AMAZING TRIP and I’m so blessed to have such great friends and a great husband in the Jim.  I highly recommend that time of year for a Disney Trip too because we barely waited at all for most rides and the crowds were totally manageable.  Add to that the Food & Wine Festival at Epcot and it’s almost perfection.  Hope the friends will do this again with us sometime…in the meantime, check out the photos at everyone’s respective sites - we have some amazing photojournalists in the making!

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