Gettin' There

Had to show off my week 2 attempt at couponing. Getting better! Still have to work on saving on food items so a friend is giving my sister and I tips on stores that are friendly to price matching and taking competitor coupons so maybe in the coming weeks I'll have that down.

In the mean time I'm saving on health and beauty items which we won't have to pay for on upcoming shopping trips for quite awhile. Wait til you see how I did this week!!You are looking at 3 packs of heating patches (for the hubby), 5 packs of razors, 5 packs of girlie liners and a 3 bar pack of soap which retail for $60.50. Guess how much I paid. Go on...guess!

N-O-T-H-I-N-G!!

I got them all FREE!

For $60.50 worth of stuff...I paid a measley .70 cents in sales tax! :) Woohoo!

For the Love of Coupons

Thanks to the husband's unexpected surgery, Uncle Sam and home buying, the husband and I are, for lack of a better term...in the hole. So, to make the most of our pennies I jumped on the coupon band wagon and now I wish I'd started this ages ago!

For the record, let it be known that I'm not one of those crazy people who buy 93 bags of croutons or 114 bottles of Excedrin PM. I buy only things we will use and I'm courteous to other shoppers and get only what we need to get us by for a good bit instead of clearing the shelves.

I warn you...it's addictive though.

The rush when you score a super good deal.

The absurd happiness that comes from watching to total go down down down down.

All the FREE STUFF!!

These are a few of the things from my very first venture last week. The retail price for everything came to about $71 and after coupons and sales prices...I paid $29! Not too bad for my first time out but wait til you see what I've got planned for next week!!

Can I Borrow a Pointy Boot?

Trying to buy a home is going to be the death of me. I’m sure of it.

But then, keeling over before I’ve had a chance to reap the rewards of our hard won victory would be tremendously rotten luck.

I think the biggest problem for me is the simple lack of control over things now that we have lobbed the ball into the bank‘s court. Yes, it is possible that I may be inclined to exhibit a few Type A tendencies on occasion, (okay maybe a fair few) but the people at Citi Bank are suffering from something far more serious. They have a severe case of…Thumb Up The Rear.

I’m told it’s a fairly common ailment for people who work in this particular field and that the only cure is a swift kick in the ass. Fortunately for them, I am a medical professional and am willing to offer my services. Anything to help the cause.

Anniversary

It's hard to believe that one year ago today I was fighting with the idiot florist, safely navigating guests to a destination in the middle of nowhere and praying that my little white dress still fit. Marrying that man is the best decision I ever made in my life.

A Funny Thing Happened...

Well, see…

What had happened was…

It’s really a funny story…

Oh to hell with it.

Remember my husband’s post coital back injury? Yes, well…it actually turned out to be a herniated disc. So while I joked about breaking his back…turns out I really did.

In reality, he had actually been having moderate pain off and on for quite some time and we just weren’t smart enough to realize there was serious trouble a brewin’. I think our little romp that night was just the final nudge the disc needed to proceed with throwing a wrench in everything.

So, while I had every intention of being a diligent blogger and getting back to my writing…I got waylaid. I’ve spent the last month plus; being a nurse, taxi driver, personal assistant, insurance specialist and moral support. But now, post surgery, I am happy to say that he is all better and seeing as how things are getting back to normal…looks like I can get back to being a blogger.

Be careful what you ask for. :)

Serenity Now

As the manager for our medical practice, it is my responsibility to deal with our less than savory patients. You know, the ones that complain about everything. Who refuse to fill out paperwork, who tell you what they will and will not pay, who want to tell the doctor how to run his practice.

The ones you hate.

Yeah, I get those.

On St. Patrick's day there was a particularly vile, roly poly of a man raising hell with the staff so I stepped in between them. Right there in the front office, he and I had a little "Come to Jesus" meeting and I let him know what was and was not going to be tolerated and if he wanted to be seen, he was going to play by our rules. He backed down more quickly than expected...so much so that I was left walking back to my office perplexed. Then I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.DAMN.

When Playtime Goes Awry

For the last two days the husband has been laid up on the couch with a heating pad and standing by his claim that I injured his back.

Funny thing is, instead of being grumpy... he's unusually happy. I'm talking ear to ear smiles and as much attentiveness as an immobile man can give.

Well, we didn't break the bed this time...but we may have broke his back. :)

What can I say? It's been a good year.