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Hmmm... How to get rich quick? I mean quick as in the next 30 seconds because the bank account is dry and I am pretty sure there are at least some bills that need to get paid today.

I am sitting at my desk wondering what it would be like to not worry about money. MrT and I have a great life and we have everything we need, but how bout stuff we want? I am ready to have an unlimited supply of money... any one willing to donate?

Can't Imagine

Brutus' best friend lost her little baby last night. My heartfelt condolences and prayers go out to Carmen. I know that she was going to be a great mom.





I can't imagine how that would be. I can't imagine going on with life after something like that. My whole life is my family and if I didn't have C2 and MrT I couldn't go on. It is times like these that really make you sit back and evaluate your life. I am so grateful for my family and all the blessings they bring to my life.

To Have or Not to Have

So congratulations to my cousin over at The Allers! She and D were just blessed with a beautiful baby girl.



Is it in women DNA to see a baby and want one? I know that I sound slightly on the crazy side this morning but seeing that baby girl made my hormones go into over drive. MrT and I have had the discussion many times about having another baby and it always comes down to this: I want one, but I am I ready for the all-nighters and screaming baby and all that comes with a new born. MrT is mostly neutral about the whole situation. He says that if I want another one, it's cool if not, that is cool too.



The latest conversation was more decisive than any other of the previous ones. We decided that perhaps we should have another one when C2 goes to kindergarten. That sounds like a good plan right?

Rims for Rent

For about the last 48 hours MrT and I have been relocating all of our crap from one place to another. MrT just finished the last load to the city dump and is headed home to assemble the furniture that we disassembled yesterday. This post isn't about moving, it is about the cars I see on the road.



I don't usually spend much time in the car. I get up, take C2 to day care and then I am off to Check City. If anyone has a GPS on my car, I hope you are falling asleep with boredom. In the last 48 hours I have spent a lot of time in the car and I have come to realize that putting money into your car (aesthetically speaking) has become the new fad. I saw a 1982ish Dodge boat thing rolling on spanking new 24" rims. The kind of rims you would expect to see in a rap video. I lost it, I laughed all the way home. Who does that?



On the way to work today I saw a 1995 Pontiac Sun Fire that was blazing orange. Glittering in the sun with the dented in roof and scratched up fender but still working it with the 22" rims that had the same color paint as the car. I have one thing to say: should have saved the money on the rims and spent it on a new paint job.

I know that these are tough times for everyone, and you gotta do what you gotta do to be cool; but there is a business on State Street called Rims-4-Rent. It is like a EZ Rent To Own, but they just offer these crazy rap video inspired rims. I assume that if you keep up on your payments you will eventually own them, but what if you fall behind? Will they come in the middle of the night and leave your 1982 Dodge on blocks? Do you leave your old tires as collateral? These questions are are left unanswered because every time I see these things I bust a gut and can you even imagine what would happen if I went into Rims-4-Rent to ask any questions? I only wish that I could have had the sense to take pictures of the awesome automobiles, but I was too busy laughing.

True Honesty

So Jessa (aka Brutus) from http://mtybf.blogspot.com/ is my little sister and she has tagged me. I am trying extra hard to be hip to the blogging world so here it goes.



10 things you may or may not know about me



1. Honesty. MrT and I are adamant about being honest with one another. We feel like our marriage is really worth it and we are always honest. Besides, I am a terrible liar, always have been. I get all red in the face and instantly feel bad about it and come clean about it. MrT, Roger and LindyLoo are excellent at detecting it btw.



2. I LOVE to scrapbook! My BFF always makes fun of me and says it is because I was raised LDS and it must come with the territory. I have found that C2 loves to help, especially with the scissors. This new found knowledge has led to less time to scrapbook seeing that I don't want his eyes or the dog's eyes poked out.



3. I truly believe in True Love. People are jaded and worn and they will tell you that it doesn't exist. I know that it does because I truly love MrT and I want to be married to him for the rest of our lives. I waited a long time to find him, and took some really awful roads to get here, but now that I have MrT I wouldn't trade him for anything. He really is the best husband out there. He really cares about me and C2 and works so hard to make sure that we have everything we need. He often goes without so that we can buy groceries or gas or whatever.



4. My favorite color is PINK. I have a pink scooter to prove it. I often buy things simply because they are pink, not because they will match anything. My new pad has a whole room painted pink and I might just move in and take it over. Unfortunately wearing pink is slightly out of the question for me, it doesn't mesh well with my freckles, kinda makes me look like a third grader.



5. I get fairly irritated sometimes. For many years I have suppressed the urge to let my feelings out. I always kind of feel like others don't really care how I feel. I am turning the page on this habit. If someone has something to say about how I feel, they can kiss it! I am an adult and I have the right to an opinion and the right to express it. I am now refusing to be walked on, I have my ass-kicking boots on.

6. I love to dance... and not in any special fashion. I love to go to the club and shake it! When I was single and did the club/bar scene it always irritated me when guys wanted to rub up against me and call it dancing. That is not dancing! Leave me alone and let me work it. Even now, I turn on old school BEP and rock it in the kitchen with C2. I must admit that I am slightly out of shape these days and I can't hang for as long as I used to, but a few more times on the pretend treadmill and I will be back to my old self.

7. I am insecure. I always feel like I am coming up short in life. I feel like there is a lot expected of me and sometimes I can't quite hit the mark. MrT is excellent at reminding me that I am perfect the way I am and that I am doing just fine.



8. I love my job. I am so happy to work at Check City. The owner is awesome and he really goes the extra mile to make sure we are happy. My boss is always there for me and she makes it really easy to do my job.



9. Country music is my vice. I didn't always prefer it though. When I was young, I listened to the Cranberries, Sheryl Crow, Pearl Jam. What can I say, I was a child of my generation. Roger listened to country and I constantly made fun of him. He was driving my home from a soccer game one day and since he was driving he got to pick the music (a law in any Belnap car). A song came on the radio called Strawberry Wine and I was totally hooked. I went straight home turned my radio to the country station and listened to it night and day until I heard that song again.



10. I have an addiction. I am addicted to snow cones. I can't wait for Memorial Day because that is when the snow cone shacks open. It is only 27 days away.

Under Budget!

I am proud to say that MrT and I have completed our purchases for our move. We had a very tight budget to follow and we even calculated the tax down the the penny.



I am even more proud to say that we are done and we came out $100 under the proposed budget. We spent less on a living room set than we had budgeted and found two other purchases on sale.



At this juncture I can't figure out why the government can not operate under their proposed budget? If MrT and I only have so much money, we can only buy so many things and we have to make sacrifices other places. For example we have all pitched in and gone with out a few things. MrT is going with out cable for the next little bit, I am not getting my nails done and C2 has graciously given up marshmallows for the time being.



Currently there is a lot of debate about the Education Budget here in Utah. They are talking about laying off the teacher's aids and teachers. Leaving the remaining teachers with bigger classes and fewer materials to teach with. This seems so backwards to me. Why are we allowing law makers to spend money on frivolous Pork Belly projects and not demanding they put the money back into Education? I think that education should be our number one priority, if the children leave school without any idea how to spell or add how do we expect them to get decent jobs and provide for their families?



I know I have gotten terribly off subject here, but I can't help it sometimes. Off the soap box for now and back to the moving.



This move is a big deal for us and we are happy to make the extra sacrifices to be able to do it.

Now that is dedication

The other day MrT and I were at Wal Mart. I love to people watch at the Wal Mart, always some very interesting peeps.

This post isn't about who I saw but what I saw:

I know the picture isn't the greatest, but yes that is a treadmill strapped to the top of a Honda Civic.

I have to admire that kind of dedication. Perhaps the deal was too good to pass up and they just had to have it right away or perhaps they were on their way to get rid of it. I had to get a closer look. I walked over to it and there was a blanket under the treadmill so that the roof would not get scratched, and the amount of jack straps to hold that thing on there would make any man jealous. The tread mill itself was circa 1985, perhaps it was a great deal.

At this point, I thought: "Why would you make a stop at the Wal Mart?" If I was trying to make sure that it was secure and make it home safe, any stops would seem unnecessary.

This whole experience made me laugh the whole way home. I am not sure why I even found it amusing. Even now, I am still laughing to myself.