Peeta Memes

Fun fact: for the first half of the Hunger Games movie, my older sister, who had not yet read the books, couldn’t figure out Peeta’s real name.  She thought they were saying “Peter” with a British accent.  Makes me giggle.  That was last Friday, after which she borrowed book 1 from my mom, so I can only assume that she’s finished Mockingjay by now.

These Peeta memes, courtesy of crushable.com, made my Friday morning 1000% brighter, so I hope you enjoy them, too.  Here is a taste:

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Whoopsie Daisy

*ahem* I apologize for the delay in, well, posting anything for the last couple of weeks.  I’ve been tired.  My brain, specifically.  And sometimes I get lazy and just don’t feel like posting, well, anything.  But!  Here is a rundown of where I’ve been and what you’ve missed (if you’ve missed it).

Hubs and I ran a 5k so we could hopefully get a better seed in a big 10k that we run every summer.  But it turns out that our 10k time from 2 years ago got us a better slot than our 5k time from a few weeks ago, so it was pointless.  At least I got a not-horrible race photo out of it:

This is the last 0.1 miles, right when I realized that my shoelace, which was holding my car key in place, was coming untied, which was inconvenient to say the least.

We also made the annual trek to Savannah, Georgia to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day with hubs’s parents and all of his best friends from high school.  It was SO much fun.  I especially love the sweet hats that my mother-in-law bought for us to wear.

St. Paddy’s is like Christmas in Savannah.  Everything is closed, everybody watches a ginormous parade, and my father-in-law picks us up when we’re drunk and ready to come home…so it’s more like a prom that everyone goes to, really.

Buster was especially exhausted from all of the excitement.  We also found out on this car ride that he hates motorcycles.

My mom’s birthday was on Saturday, so, being the young adults that we are, my 3 sisters and I took her to see The Hunger Games on Friday night.  I was so excited to see the movie, but it was hard not to notice all of the differences from the book that I don’t think I enjoyed it as much as I will the 2nd time around (when I force hubs to take me again (later this week)).  My oldest sister hadn’t read the book, so seeing her reaction to things like the part where they revoke the 2-winners-from-1-district rule were priceless (“Seriously?!?  Are you kidding me!?!”).  We also sat in front of a row of 11 year olds, who screamed “My life is oooooover!” everytime Katniss and Peeta kissed.  I assumed they were not on Team Gale.

I will admit that every time Katniss and Peeta had an emotional moment, I couldn’t stop thinking about this:

Damn you, interwebz.

That is pretty much all that you missed while I was being lazy and not blogging.  The end.

Wall Stencil Woes

Guess what I did a couple of weeks ago?  Here’s a hint:

Still perplexed?  Let me back up a little more…

If you guessed that I painfully stenciled the massive blank wall in our master bedroom over the course of two separate Sunday afternoons, while simultaneously drinking and crying and freaking out, then you are a genius!  Here’s the widest shot that I have readily available:

I still have to finish the bottom edge, which can’t be seen when the bed is pushed back against the wall, so try not to judge me too harshly, mmmkay?

I bought the stencil from cuttingedgestencils.com and followed their video tutorial to a tee.  Rather than rehash the process for you, I’ll just give you a couple of little tips that I picked up along the way:

  • Spray adhesive is your friend.  Use it every time.  If you get lazy and think you can get away without using it, you can’t.  Just use it.  See photo #1 for evidence.
  • Frog tape is your double best friend.  Stenciling isn’t precise, especially once you get to the edges, and backup support is always a plus, especially if you were super lazy and just painted over the existing white walls without and paint to touch up later.
  • Patience patience patience.  Even if you think it’ll be quick, it won’t be.  It took me a long ass time to do this.  And I’m so sick of it that I kind of already want to get rid of it.
  • Don’t be too hard on yourself.  I can’t tell you how many times I said, “Why isn’t it sticking? Ohmygod it’s bleeding! The stencil is deformed! It’s not level! It looks horrible! Why do you hate me so much?! I give up!” and then peeled back the stencil and said, “oh…that actually looks fine.”  The stencil looks worse the closer you get to it, but from afar it looks pretty uniform.

I have a really difficult time coming up with big art for large blank walls, so this seemed like a good idea at the time.  I originally waffled between kelly green and royal blue, but indecisiveness won out and hubs is picked this teal color, Bon Voyage from Behr.  I love the color, but in hindsight, probably should’ve picked something lighter so the mistakes would be less obvious.

There are so many options when you’re re-doing a room from scratch that I constantly second guess every choice that I make.  I’ve texted hubs twice today alone to ask if he hates the bedroom wall.  He insists that he doesn’t.  I’m insecure about it, but also pretty lazy, so it’ll be there for at least the next 12 months.  I’m thinking of renaming my blog “Insecure but Lazy and Also Thirsty Annie.”  Thoughts?

Here’s a preview of my next bedroom project.  This one might kill me.

Stupid Easy Turkey Meatloaf Recipe

I hate cooking.  Hate it.  When I get home from work, the thought of spending another hour working on something makes me want to curl up into a ball and silently weep until I can’t feel feelings anymore.  I wish I was born with the cooking gene.  My grandma spends hours on single meals.  My mom is a culinary artiste.  But I refuse to spend longer making something than it takes to eat it.  That’s my threshold.

Enter this super easy and quick meatloaf recipe.  It took about 5 minutes to assemble, and then another 45 minutes in the oven {which I spent drinking a glass of Merlot and trying to talk to hubs while he tried to concentrate on reading the Wall Street Journal, which I don’t count as prep time since I wasn’t paying any attention to food}, and then it was complete.  Here’s the recipe if you’re so inclined.

Stupid Easy Meatloaf
makes: 1 loaf of meat

Ingredients:
1 to 1.5 lbs of ground turkey
1/2 cup of breadcrumbs
1/2 cup of oats
1/2 of a green pepper, chopped
1/2 of a large sweet onion, chopped (onion goggles optional)
1 egg
Some salt & pepper & any other spices that you so desire
Some ketchup

Directions:
Preheat over to 350°
Mix the turkey, breadcrumbs, oats, pepper, onion, salt & pepper, and egg until evenly blended but not puréed or anything
Press into a loaf pan, firmly but not smooshily
Cover the top with a medium-thick layer of ketchup
Bake at 350° for 45 minutes or until the internal temperature is 161°

Ta da!

Here’s the nutrition information.  Not too shabby…

Treats & Snoozin’

I will never ever get tired of listening to Marcel the Shell’s voice.  If you haven’t watched these, watch them now for your own good.  I am partial to the 2nd one over the 1st one, probably because we’ve been looking at Buster and saying “treats and snoozin’, snoozin’ and treats” at our house for the past month.  I realize that these are not new and not obscure (the first video has over 16 million hits) but in any case, you’re welcome in advance.  Special thanks to my sister Sara for showing them to me in the first place.

Ikea Lack Repurposed on the Cheap

I bought my trusty Ikea Lack coffee table almost 5 years ago for $20 when I moved out of state for the first time.  It has been through 4 moves and can hold my husband’s entire bodyweight when he gets drunk and stands on top of it.  It’s been a champ!  However, the cheap look and black-brown finish has run its course, so it was time to repurpose.

In what is probably the most lazy DIY project ever, all I did was unscrew the legs from the top, take off all of the remaining hardware, and spray that baby down with about 5 light coats of Krylon chalkboard spray paint.  Then, rather than put hanging hardware on the back of the board {why stop being lazy when it hurts so good?} I installed a wall shelf from Target, also circa 2007, for the chalkboard to rest on.  And then, even though my dad swore up and down that “they don’t even sell chalk anymore”, I picked up a box at Target and got to chalkin’.

While the placement isn’t ideal {right next to the door and in front of the main light switch}, it was the best spot to place it so it could be seen from the couch and easily accessed for future chalkin’ activity.

Fun fact: I’ve played the guitar since I was 10.  Hubs has been wanting to learn, so I drew him some chords so he could practice on the pretty little Fender he bought me a couple of years ago.

So there you have it.  The house is slowly evolving.  This used to be the crap room, and look at it now.  I’m so proud I could weep into my instant cheese grits.  I’m trying to be cheap without looking like I’m being cheap…is it working?