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My apologies to everyone who has become suicidal over my lack of postings. I have been very active online, but haven’t felt much like posting, and when I did feel like posting, it was usually over something that’s juuuuust a little too long for Twitter but definitely too short for a decent post. So, I’m going to harass you all with randomness.

1. I got back from Walt Disney World about a month ago. It was awesome, but it was HOT. As in we were in the park that has the least amount of shade on a 92 degree day with 92% humidity. Yeah. Luckily, my husband has finally agreed that we’re never going down for our anniversary again AND that he promised to never complain about the cold in Jan/Feb when we’re in Florida.

2. My husband has taken to a liberal use of powder (all kinds- baby powder, athlete’s foot powder, Gold Bond medicated… you name it, he uses it) in our master half bath. When I commented on the now white floor, his response was “Yes, I like to call it my…(yes, he really paused for dramatic effect) powder room.”

3. I can now be called a card carrying health nut. I’ve switched to coconut oil for almost all of my frying needs, with the only exception being when I really think butter or bacon fat is just too perfect. I am now drinking raw (unpasteurized) whole milk, and even enjoying it when it starts to go sour. I’m tossing all of my table salt and replacing it all with sea salt (if you get the right kind, it even tastes better), using my cast iron skillet as much as possible, and have just this week soaked grains and sprouted pinto beans to reduce the phytic acid in both. I’ve managed to find high fructose corn syrup and soy free tortillas, and despite the huge list of preservatives, consider that a major victory. I’ve found a local farmer’s market that sells grass fed/pastured meats, raw milk, high heat/short time pasteurized unhomogenized milk, and farm fresh eggs.  And I spend much time every day reading Kelly the Kitchen Kop because, well, it’s interesting and she’s nice and there’s a lot of good information that’s easy to understand on it. I’ve been wanting to give her a quality back link, but I can’t think of any terms that she might be trying for… And, as usual, when I went to her site to get an idea, I got sucked into more interesting posts. So, check out her politically incorrect nutrition blog, but don’t say that I didn’t warn you about getting sucked in for hours on end!

4. I had the misfortune of seeing one of my co-workers doing the Macarena. *shudder*

5. I really need to post more often!

6. Oh, and about that whole coconut oil/full fat milk thing? Yeah, I lost 13lbs in about 2 weeks.

So, I was taking a shower (you know anything that starts out that way is going to be interesting, but pointless) and I got to thinking about one of my favorite cheesy movies- Mrs. Winterbourne. For why I was thinking about Mrs. Winterbourne, check below where I start a paragraph with ***.

So, anyway, I was thinking about Mrs. Winterbourne and the fact that Ricki Lake is a really lousy actress, and how if the movie were made today it would probably have Nia Vardalos from My Big Fat Greek Wedding in Ricki Lake’s part.  So I was thinking about that and it occured to me that she can’t help being funny. This in itself is not bad, but I don’t think it would work with Brendan Fraser’s hotness bumbling humor. She’d totally upstage him. But then I realized that they wouldn’t use Brendan Fraser, they’d likely choose Matthew McConaughey. And that would suck, because Matthew McConaughey is neither hot or funny (sorry Matt, but the truth hurts).

So then you have the humor/drama parts totally switched and TOTALLY out of sync. The great thing about Mrs. Winterbourne is that if you don’t have the right sense of humor, the movie is a total snoozefest. You up the quality of the acting, humor, or drama, and it totally throws the whole thing off and it becomes another loser of a movie that DOESN’T have its devoted fans. Like Monster-in-Law.

Is there a point to this post? Absolutely not. Well, maybe you could say that it’s a good thing that classics are classics and to be grateful that they were made when they were and not to mess with them? Or maybe “timing is everything”. But most likely “Lori has lousy taste in movies”. I could probably come up with something really insightful and tie it into novel writing, but honestly? That’d be too much work, and I have a brand new Wii to play with. Yay!

***OK, so the reason I was thinking about Mrs. Winterbourne is that I was thinking about cars- specifically how Lexus and BMW are actually in the Buick class and not the Cadillac class even though most people get that mixed up. Well, my favorite line from that movie was as the chauffeur opens the door to the family’s Rolls Royce, she looks in and says something like “Wow, a Rolls Royce! This is like the Cadillac of automobiles!”. The chauffeur looks at her and calmly says “No, madame, the Cadillac is the Cadillac of automobiles. This is a Rolls Royce.” And from there my brain traveled on.

Hunting for a house, that is.

Hubs and I are sick of renting. Sick of having to call in the maintenance guy to fix the crappy equipment that comes with the place, sick of the horribly drafty doors and windows, the literally hollow baseboards and trim (I kid you not, what wethought was solid wood was in fact rotted out leaving the form of the original wood in the paint so that it looked totally normal until we accidentally pushed too hard on it and it caved in), the mysterious leak from somewhere around the tub that leaks through the ceiling in the kitchen and INTO the ceiling light’s cover. The kitchen faucet that can only be turned off by pushing down on the center of the thing rather than the actual handle, and now we just had to have a part replaced in one of the toilets to stop the jackhammer noise that woke me from a dead sleep 2 hours after I went to bed after a long day. I’ve already talked (at length) about the neighbors, and now the CO2 alarm goes off every time I make chicken or turkey broth.  I’d mention more, but I don’t like to complain. (insert tongue into cheek here)

So hubs and I found a cute little end of unit townhome in an awesome location. New community, immaculate exterior and yard, ditto for all the neighbors. Only problem is that it was a 2 bedroom 1 bath, and for all of its shortcomings, our current home is 3 bedroom, 1 1/2 bath plus an additional toilet (weird set up). So, we sat on it for a few days, unsure whether we should apply for a mortgage, set up a viewing, etc. A few days later, we looked at the listing again and it was under agreement.

No big deal. We really liked the house from the outside, but really? were we ready?

We’re still not sure. But after this weekend’s incident with the jackhammering toilet, we’re a little more ready than we were. My friend wrote a post on waterproofing basement walls which is a good reminder that not all is rosy in the home owning world. I would hope that a home we buy would be in better condition than this place, but at least the fix is free when you rent!

In the meantime, my internet marketing income as well as the posts like the one just before this is starting to creep up. It’s not enough to make the difference between home ownership and renting yet, but it’s getting closer. I just need to keep hammering away at my sites, and eventually we should be able to start looking at homes that are in the slums and actually have all the amenities we require. I hope.