Why don't sleepy girls go to bed?

We filed our immigration crap this morning. (I-751, removal of conditions from greencard.) We usually work extremely well together, but this morning, neither of us were functioning all that efficiently. We went to make copies but they were closed, so we went to the library, where we immediately had a paperjam, and on the way to the post office, we remember that we need a check but can't remember how much for (turned out to be $145, ugh) and also realized that we had forgotten both the address and an envelope. When we get home, I write the check and address an envelope, only to check the website to see that all checks should be made payable to the BCIS, and sent to a different address, so I had to write the envelope again, though I messed up three in a row writing the wrong PO box number, and then noticed that we needed another copy, so we had to stop at the library again, and then when we get to the post office, we realize we should use one of their envelopes, and we get to the counter and she hands us another form to take back and fill out and get back in line.. This stuff just kept happening! Nothing majorly wrong, just a day filled with minor irritations, like the grocery shopping trip where we didn't buy any food. So we stayed home the rest of the day and things have gone much more smoothly. But at least we finally did get the immigration stuff sent. Today's the first day we were allowed to file, though I guess we could have sent the stuff off on Thursday so it would arrive today. Hopefully, two days won't make much of a difference, though. *crossing fingers*

We went to McDonald's for lunch (we were celebrating, perhaps) and I saw a friend from high school working. She started there when she was in high school and is still there.. and in the meantime, she's gotten a degree in finance. And it's not at all that I don't want her to have a good job.. but it rather made me feel a little better that it's not just me selling fruit. But, as she said.. she didn't want to move and couldn't find much of a job around here doing anything else. M and I think we should perhaps befriend her again and then set her up with Blatt. We really, really need more single female friends in the Morehead area. We'll thrust her into a painful long-distance relationship with a Swede for our own personal gain in order to have someone in vicinity to go to dinner with occasionally! Anyone want to apply for the position? No?

I finished my third scrapbook layout tonight, and I'm rather pleased with it. It's not the most special thing I've ever seen, but I think it turned out cutely, and each one has been better than the one before, so I'm not expecting perfection quite yet. The night's theme was Harvey's first picnic to the lake. Harvey, you might remember, is our pet sheep. (Others might replace "pet" with "stuffed", but we think that undermine's Harvey's role in this family.) We've sort of taken the idea and ran with it.. you should see the pictures of Harvey learning to tat, or snuggled into the couch reading a book..

My eyes are falling closed, so I believe it's time to get the boy person to take me to bed. Night night. And welcome to LJ, tarynfogle!

Sunday night

Today's Father's Day in the US, and we finally got caught up on Mother's Day at the same time. We took the parents a computer as a combined gift. Too bad we gave Angie our spare monitor. :) Anyway, I think they were reasonably pleased. At the very least.. it's better than a gift card to somewhere, right? :) Speaking of gift cards.. we now have the $200 gift cards from JCPenney. (Magnus got them through points from an online training thing at work, if you don't remember.) The program didn't end when it was supposed to, though, so he's still actually accumulating points.. we'll see how much we'll end up with. (This is a major source of excitement for bored boys at work.) It's pretty neat, but the problem, of course, is that we don't really want to buy anything at JCPenney. Troublesome. If we'd known we didn't have to spend the points right away, we might have used them for something else, but we thought that the money-equivalent would be the best use of what we had to spend at the time. Anyway. I certainly won't complain. We're thinking about using the money to buy Christmas presents. Isn't that boring and responsible of us? Ugh.

Hateful Old Man apparently came in yesterday to the store. He came in once before and told me that the place had sure went downhill since it changed hands. This was just a week or two after they bought the place. Yesterday, there was a much more direct attack. He bought some tomatoes. Mom asked if that would be all and he informs her that that was all he could find fit to eat, that the stuff we had wasn't worth taking home, as it would just have to be thrown away, and again mentioned how the change in ownership affected the place. Dad told him that he was trying his best to keep good merchandise, and the old man has the balls to say that he wasn't doing a very good job. Ahem. There are two interesting things about this conversation. First of all, we're getting our produce from exactly the same people as Cliff did... except that Dad keeps on them about sending fresh stuff and actually drives several hours to get the best stuff at least twice a week himself and fruit is finally coming in season. And what's more.. when they bought the place, most of the stuff wasn't in the best of shape. Every day, you need to go through the store, looking for rotten things, and at first, I was pulling out boxes of stuff directly from the shelves ever day. Now, except for the peaches and pears (which go bad overnight) I tend to just find a few shriveled apples now and then. We've changed storage methods so that stuff looks better and lasts longer, and suddenly this guy comes out of nowhere saying that things are WORSE than they were when we took over? I don't understand what people like that get out of doing things like that. First, to be so blatantly talking out of his ass and not knowing a single thing about what he was saying, and mostly.. why the hell did he stop? We're not the only place in town that sells tomatoes. ;) I can think of at least five other places off the top of my head within a five mile radius. So why take time out of your day to come in to such a horrible place just to be mean to someone? It doesn't make sense. It's counter-intuitive. (Actually, it's not really counter-intuitive, but in our household, "counter-intuitive" is synonomous with "fucked up". That's due to a comedy act by Sabrina Matthews. If you haven't heard her, it would be worth looking for an mp3.. she's one of our two favorite comedians, along with Lewis Black.)

Now, on to my scrapbooking project briefly. I posted this in the comments of my last entry, so I might as well link to it here. If you look at them, be kind.. these are just the first three layouts that I've done. Digital scrapbook layouts. Shaping up to be a fun little hobby, and well, Magnus and I like them, at least. And Harvey. Harvey loooves my scrapbook pages. I have a cute picture of my niece edited and ready to go in a layout, but I'm not sure when that'll happen. Annoner day. Wednesday. Right now it's time I go off to bed. *sigh* Wish it was Friday again.