Kinda Cool

I did something kinda cool today! I applied to adopt a soldier through SoldiersAngles.com. I have a good life - even though this has been a rough year for me. I read about this in Real Simple and its something that I can do. You make a six to twelve month commitment to send a letter once a week and one to two care packages a month to an assigned soldier. It just seems like a cool project, and I have a feeling that if I'm approved, that my family will probably get involved as well.

So, fingers crossed that I get approved, and more fingers crossed that if I do, that I get someone cool.

On another note - I had an interesting night at home last night. I am so excited that I'm in a house and not living with a shared wall next to the white trash neighbors. I'm also REALLY excited that I can play music as loud as I want, sing along and dance around the house and NO ONE will ever know!

Have a great week. Eat lots of turkey!

MollyWood loves you!

Nope...I Didn't Make it Up

So, I've written before about my fabulous white-trash neighbors. Well, today's episode takes the cake. But, I guess I should fill you in on their activities the past few weeks.

So, about a week ago, I was cooking dinner. Not an unusual occurrance. I was in my kitchen when I heard crying. Well, not really crying, but sobbing. Coming from a child somewhere outside of my house. So, being a responsible adult (be impressed, please) I went outside to investigate. And my neighbor's kid (hers, not his) was sitting in the grass, crying.

Me: "What's wrong?"

Mom (storming out of the house): "He's FINE. He's just upset that his toy is missing"

Me: "Ok, well, I just heard crying and wanted to make sure everyone was ok."

So, the next day, I was heading out of the house to go meet some friends, when my doorbell rang, twice. Seriously?? Who rings a doorbell twice within a one minute period? I open the door and Parrish is standing there.

Parrish: "Hey, I just wanted to come over and apologize."

Me: "Apologize? For what?"

Parrish: "Well, I heard about what happened yesterday."

Me: "What happened yesterday?"

Parrish: "Well, what you should know about Sally-Ann (I think that's what we're calling her since I still don't know what her name is...which apparently, is now insignificant. KEEP READING!) is that she's bi-polar and she's been off her meds for a while. So I'm sorry about the yelling and about her getting so upset with you yesterday."

Me: "Yesterday wasn't a big deal. I didn't mean to butt-in, but I heard someone crying and I wanted to make sure everyone was ok. I would expect that if I had kids, one of my neighbors would do the same for me."

Parrish went on to tell me that she apparently went off to him about me butting in and being nosy and trying to imply she was a bad mother. SERIOUSLY?? I don't even have that good of an imagination.

So whatever, fast forward to today. My friend Tonya and I went to lunch. When we got home, Sally-Ann was throwing shit in her car. And ANGRY about it. With a vengance almost. So, as I get out of the car, I say "Hey are you leaving?"

And then, she utters the line that every woman has said more than once, "oh yeah, I'm fucking DONE."

Me: "Oh! Are you ok?"

Sally-Ann: "I keep saying I'm going to do this, and now I'm done. He hasn't been home in days. He must be on drugs. He's been to four different hotels and has wiped three grand out of our checking account. He must be on drugs. Do me a favor, if you hear a ruckus, call the police."

Me: "Um, ok."

Sally-Ann: "No, seriously. He's on parole (wtf????) and shouldn't be doing drugs. This is such bullshit. I'm just DONE."

So, um, ok. Aparently, my new neighbor is a felon or something. And he's on PAROLE. What's up with that? I know Bob (my landlord) doesn't do background checks, but come on. UPDATE: here's the LIST of things he's been convicted of...its a long list!

I'm so glad I'm moving in 16 days!

MollyWood loves ya...catch you later!

Random Life stuff

So, I realized today driving to the library from a lunch date (more about that in a minute, but it was not a "date" with a man) I realized that I haven't posted much lately. Things are moving forward extremely fast, and I'm having a yard sale on Saturday morning....to try to sell all of that crap I was going to donate to the JLT Whale of a Sale (I'm sorry, its not crap, its gently used items). So here's a rundown of what I know.

Lunch Date
One of my former volunteers, Margaret, called me on Monday to see if I wanted to have lunch. She learned that I had gotten hired and would be moving to Jax and wanted to go to lunch. So we went to one of my favorite restuarants in Tallahasssee - seriously, if you haven't been to Bella Bella, what are you waiting for? When you go, just order the Bubble Bread - you won't be dissappointed. We had a great lunch for an hour and a half today, and she gave me a good ego pump.

Love for the Library
I'm not sure if I posted this earlier or not, but I can't say enough about the fantastic services offered by the library. Did you know that you can go online to the Library's web site, search for and reserve books? Did you know that once you reserve/request the books, the library staff will pull the book for you and hold it at the circulation desk, at the library branch of your choice, and send you an email that its waiting for you? Did you know that the library will send you an email to remind you three days before your books are due and you can renew your books ONLINE? Did you know that these services are completely FREE? Cool huh? I have always loved the library, and I love the smell of old books, and I had forgotten what a great place it can be. Though the branch in Tallahassee (downtown) is always very loud!

Props for the Book
I've really gotten into reading others' blogs on a somewhat regular basis. Well, while reading Ask Allison one day, I discovered that she was finishing her second book and she was having a contest. Well I was one of the winners of said contest and I won a copy of her book. Sadly, I had just checked out Chasing Harry Winston, so I haven't read it yet, but I told Allison that I would put in a plug this week for her newly released book Time of My Life and some reviews by some folks who have read it. Its next in the rotation and as soon as I finish CHW, I'm on to it!

"After this hilarious read, you may just return to your own crazy-busy routine a little happier." - Redbook

"Perfect to read with friends. A book we love." -Cosmopolitan

"Book pick of the month. Insightful and honest, Winn Scotch keeps it light but delves into the dark doubts of the road not taken." - Family Circle

"A must-read. A fantastic, often funny novel." -Hallmark Magazine

"Scotch’s second book shows a writer coming into her own, a storyteller who doesn’t take the easy way out, and a woman with a fine understanding of human nature." - Booklist

A Little Bit of the Funny
So, in case I hadn't made it clear, I'm holding a Yard Sale Saturday morning. If this doesn't give me some funny crap to blog about, I'm not sure what will.

Hope you've enjoyed your trip to MollyWood, I'll try to catch you tomorrow!

Look Who We've got our HANES ON NOW!!!!

So, the neighbors just keep getting weirder.

This morning is not the first time I've heard, guitar strumming coming through the wall from the people next door. Vacuuming at midnight, I can deal, cause at least it keeps the place clean....but come on...how loud do you have to be playing the guitar that I can hear it next door. And there's no song or diciferable tune, its just random strumming and it continues for almost an hour.

Then, just as I'm falling asleep on the couch (it was a slow day today, and I don't feel good) my doorbell rings...and my doorbell NEVER rings. So I answer it to find my neighbor in all his tatooed in his underwear glory. Now granted, he's got a pretty tight body, but he's standing in my doorway, asking for help since he took the trash out and locked himself out. I told him I didn't have a spare key, but he could call our landlord. Then he realized he had a spare key outside, so he could let himself back in.

Here's the question - what would it take for you to take out your trash in your underwear???

I'm not keeping quite any more!

Ok, so some of you know that I live in a duplex townhouse (it rocks) and the day I lost my job, I got new neighbors....coincidence?? Possibly. So anyway, I LOVED my old neighbors, I never saw them and NEVER heard them next door. They were hispanic from Miami (big shout out to Carmen and Frank) and friendly, but NOT intrusive.

So anyway, Parish and his new wife, who's name I still don't know, have been living next door for two months-ish. He seems nice, but a little strange. He is the manager of a restaurant and is always friendly and remembered my name after the first time he met me. She's more elusive, I have no idea what she does, but I can tell you she smokes, INSIDE THE HOUSE. Now, I could care less if she wants to kill herself, but when I have been out all day and I come home, MY HOUSE SMELLS LIKE STALE CIGARETTES!!!! I call Bull-Shit on that one.

So this week, Sally-Ann (which is what I'm calling her until someone actually tells me her name) has discovered that we have a hose on the front of the building and she has started not washing but spraying-off her car. How do I know this? I can hear her turning on the spicket in the house.

So this afternoon....I hear her turning on the hose, and I look out the window to see her spraying off her car with a cigarette hanging out of her mouth!!!! Come on.....put the cigarette out already.

More to come on this one, I promise!

MollyWood loves ya...catch ya tomorrow!