Yaknow those lists you make with your spouse — the “The Celebrities I’m Allowed to Leave You For” list? I’ve finally decided who is taking top billing on mine:

If you don’t know who he is go here and get educated.

*droooool* That voice…oy vey!

Happy Friday

P.S. I wanna go to this thing really baaad.

I’m talking about Finance…get your mind outta the gutter

When I first entertained the thought of buying a house I was pretty darn naive about home loans and the process of getting financed. Granted, The Hotness is a real estate appraiser so there were a few bits and pieces of knowledge that he dropped here and there that I depended on in making my decisions to begin the process of trying to secure the loan.

We were living in a company sponsored house and the term for our stay was quickly coming to an end. It was time to make the big decision, either rent something or jump into the housing market and buy something to call home.

At the time I was 21 years old, self employed and I wasn’t even sure that I could even qualify for a loan but was extremely shocked when I found out that I was. Apparently my responsible use of the two credit cards I signed up for to start my business really made my credit score a beaut.

After I found out that I could successfully get a mortgage I started to shop around with The Hotness and finally picked the house we’re currently in, it was priced mid-range compared to everything we looked at and seemed like a pretty sound investment. We love our home and I’m wicked proud of myself for managing my finances well so I could be able to own a home so early in life.

As a jobless bum I’ve had plenty of free time lately to work on cleaning up my computer…today is the day for bookmarks.

I have over 2,000…collected over a period of 6 years…

I’m barely making a dent in sorting these bastards.

Someone save me.

For Christmas a few years ago I was gifted an Beginners Yoga tape. I was super excited about it and then completely forgot about it the next day (thank you A.D.D.).

In a moment of sheer genius I decided to drag it out and give it a shot today.

It’s currently playing in the bedroom and I’m here sitting at the computer — if that’s not an indication of how it’s going then I don’t know what else to say *chuckle*

That shit is hard…and slightly painful

Worst part is that the instructor on the tape is like 80 and can still tuck his leg behind his damn ear.

Apparently I’m not cut out for the “Potted Plant” and “Dying Dog” or what the fuck ever poses.

Anyone wanna join me for ice cream?

You know the job wasn’t a right fit by the way it felt as I walked out the door…

It was like an entire herd of elephants stood up from my shoulders and finally walked the fuck off

Life is good!

Time to find a new paycheck…

Will blog for food?

Avast, there!

Today’s the last day at job from hell annnnnd it’s Talk Like a Pirate Day!

Shiver me timbers!!!

So that job that’s been taking over my life…yeah I’m leaving it. I love the place, love the people, unfortunately some of the business practices taking place just don’t rub me the right way.

My work ethic gets me every time…you know the whole “Let’s do things the right way the first time instead of the easiest way (and usually wrong way) so that we have to go back and fix it again.”

Anyway I put in my two weeks notice last Wed. and am now back on the hunt…again…

Tonight The Hotness and I will be heading down to attend a Salsa (as in dance, not as in chips) class because I’m bored and figured why the hell not? Everyone should know how to Salsa…I’m hoping this class will cure me of my unexplainable inability to dance.

Or I’ll just end up looking like a frog in a blender — good thing the class is free