Just 'Cus

Time is just flying by, how the heck is it the middle of June already?

John and I have been busy trying to get the house completed for our 4th of July/Housewarming party. We've started painting the guest bathroom, and I've been painting some shelves to go in the bathroom as well, but our list of accomplishments seems so small in comparison to our list of things we still need to do. We need to finish the guest bathroom, get our bathroom done, paint the living room and get decorations up, we need to clean out the garage (huge task by the way, it's become our dump for things we don't know where to put)...I have no idea how we're going to finish it all in two weeks.

Work has been going well. I've picked up more hours, and I've been really busy with school too. One class in particular is kickin' my butt (I'm actually procrastinating on it by typing this post), thankfully though I'm done with it in a week and a half...unfortunately that means that my final and final paper is due very soon and I haven't started studying for the test or writing said paper. Needless to say I will be MIA for the next little while. John's doing well too. He's been busy working...that man works so hard, I wish I could say how much I appreciate all he does, but I can't. No words show my appreciation enough.

Father's day is tomorrow too. I wish I could be with my dad for father's day, but we're going down to John's parent's house so we'll get to see them and John's grandparents. My dad is coming out here though! He and my step mom will be out here in August, and we're going to go see Styx LIVE! Oh man, I am stoked, guys!

I think that's all to report. Nothing too exciting goin on here...but I figured I'd at least write on this thing you know, since that's what you do with blogs.

Until next time.

A Night of Nightmares

Last night was a horrible night for sleep. I woke up twice in a panic from the most horrible nightmares.

I must have a really messed up psyche to come up with the things I came up with last night. Here's what happened.

Disclaimer: The second dream is pretty graphic...

First dream:

It was the middle of the night, John was at work, and I woke up to Duke growling (which he never does). I walked out into the living room, cell phone in hand, to see an older woman standing in my hallway. She had bruises all over her face and was begging for help. I told her to leave or I would call the cops. She said that her boyfriend Nick (who's Nick? Hell if I know) had beaten her up and she needed to hide. Completely terrified I asked her if he knew where she was, she said she didn't think so. I asked her how she got into my house. Apparently I had left the back door to the garage unlocked and she just walked right in. I went to lock it, it had snowed and there were her footprints leading up to my door. I came back inside begging her to leave, but she insisted she stay. I told her to call the cops and tell them what happened. I gave her my cell phone, grabbed Duke and ran into my bedroom and locked the door.

Then John came to bed and I woke up completely panicked because I thought it was real. I needed to know the doors were locked; I needed to know Duke was sound asleep...I was freaking out. This woman scared the bejeezus outta' me.

Second dream and the worst one:

I was standing outside of some building late at night (a hotel...an apartment building...?) and noticed that a man was following me in his car. I got a look at his face, I thought he was stalking me. Later me and 3 other friends (no idea who they were) all went to a mutual friend's house to hang out. The doorbell rang, we all went to answer it, me lagging behind on the staircase. When my friend opened the door, he was standing in front of it. I hurried and crouched down so he wouldn't see me. He walked over to the top of the staircase and I thought for sure he had. When he walked away I ran downstairs into some room to hide. Next thing I know I'm crouching behind some table and one of my friends walks in and is arguing with him. She sees me and tries to get him to follow her out of the room somehow knowing that he was the man that was stalking me. Maybe I had told her? He walked over to the table, continue talking to her, but I thought he still hadn't noticed me. Until he said something to me very casually, something like, "Hi Piper, nice to see you again". I jumped up and squirted contact solution into his eyes (smart Piper, reeeaal smart) and tried to run out the door. He grabbed hold of me. I told him I knew he was stalking me, he corrected me by telling me someone had hired him not to stalk me but to kill me. He started telling me how sorry he was that he had to do it...he had his hands on my waist...he started telling me I was beautiful....I pushed him away and couldn't believe he was trying to hit on me. I kneed him in the groin, tried to run away, but he knocked me down and then... started to rape me. My friend's mother had come downstairs and tried to stop him, she grabbed a drinking glass and hit it against his head, all while I'm screaming for my life. He took a piece of glass out of his scalp and made her carve the word "Bitch" into her face with it. My other friends were just standing there, too scared to do anything because of what he made the mom do.

Next thing I know I'm waking up in my bed safe & sound but completely terrified and out of breath.

I've had some pretty crazy dreams before, but none as detailed and gory as that last one. I left out some details but that was the gist of it. Dream interpreters out there, what the hell do these mean??

Dirty Humor

I have to share this with you because I literally laughed for a good five minutes. This laugh was so loud that it scared Duke

Ah come on now! It's a dog! 

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Dear Readers,

I LOVE that all of you read my blog, I really really do. I love getting on here and seeing my stats keep getting higher (it's an ego boost), and I love comments (who doesn't though, right?).  Unfortunately, I don't know who 98% of you are which makes me sad. So please, click the "follow" button so I can follow you as well.

Love,
Piper

"Alittle, Abunch, Acantaloupe, Aporckchop"

I may write like I talk when I blog (which aside from the internet is a huge writing no-no), but really I'm kind of a stickler when it comes to grammar and spelling. After all, I did consider being an English major for the fun of it. I know right, who does that?

Today I stumbled upon a page which I would like to give a gold star to. Maybe two gold stars, because it corrects the top 10 most common misspelled words, which just so happen to be the words that make me cringe when I see them used incorrectly haha.

Thank you writers of The Oatmeal for The Top 10 Words You Need To Stop Misspelling. 

I know you're curious to see if you misspell the words that are on here. It's okay; I won't tell if you take what my husband would call a "sneaky peaky". So go ahead, check it out and edumacate yourselves ;) or simply, to take pride in the fact that you're "definitely [not] an A-hole".