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Twenty Five Thousand Dollars

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Oh how to spend today’s $25,600? I’ve debated and written and deleted several things. And we can’t forget the constant interruptions of The Progeny as I try to write. Today’s method of attention grabbing is to take a flying leap, landing across my chest (because they know landing on the laptop will land them In Trouble). But I ultimately decided that Holly needs a new car. She’s getting a Honda Civic Hybrid (MSRP $22,600), title/taxes/tags, and a tank or three of gasoline with the remainder.

Holly has family in Texas, Utah, Nevada, and Oklahoma, and friends across the US (and like me, does not LOVE to fly. We get on planes with a grudging cranky acceptance that it’s the best way to get from point A to point B at that particular time). Having a hybrid car will significantly ease the cost of taking said trips.

I’m participating in The Millionaire Mommy Next Door’s abundant life spending spree

I should probably set some goals for ’08, huh?

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It’s the end of January, I do believe I should speak to The Goals.

A carryover from ’07 – Get my GPA up. The F in management dinged me a good one. Lesson: If you’ve already been a manager, learning about management concepts is going to make you laugh your ass off and not take the class seriously. I know, I know – I should’ve dropped the class.

Travel This is the 2008 MUST DO. Not only have I promised Daniel a trip to the beach, I have to *gulp* get on a plane and blast my way to the West Coast, kids in tow. Holly is moving, and will be living close enough to My Brother The Golden Child to visit both. I can introduce myself to his nine- and five-year-old progeny, and perhaps guilt-trip him into bringing his family back East for a visit while Mamaw is still living and my Sainted Mama is still on the shiny side of lucidity.

(Yes, you read that correctly. My brother has children, and I’ve never met them. I’ve only met his wife once, and was quite rude. The first hubs and I were arguing at the time of her visit, and I was so pissed off at him that I snarled at EVERYone. Ask Holly – apparently I scare people when I snarl.)

Snowflake as much as I can. There’s really no reason for me to have any debt other than student loans, so every non-committed penny is going toward paying off my card and then to a new(er) vehicle. And then, most likely to the student loans.

Things in the back of my mind: Moving. Guiding Mom away from the Doublewide Paradise she seems hell-bent on creating. Rolling my own DVR (I need to be able to rip and store our DVD movies on a hard drive. Hard drives can’t get scratched by little boys.) Finish tweaking this theme (which involves sucking it up, going through my pic archives, and doing the effin’ edits.). Getting my Electronics Graveyard into one place, recycling what can be and probably either freecycle or ebay what can’t. Putting The Goals down because it’s just another “thing” to keep up with…

Goals that I’ve completely put down: improving my “social life”. Assembling this puzzle. (Yes, that post was written in 2006. Yes, it’s still in the box. Go me!)

The last Monday of 2007

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This year, more than any since I moved back to NC in 2003, was one of achieved balance for me and my family.

My daughter decided to stop homeschooling (and I miss having her around the house. Kinda). (Okay, I don’t miss the snarky teen attitude all day long.) She has set goals for herself, and realized that some “close” friends were getting in the way of those goals. I’m so incredibly proud of her independence (though it’s also a gigantic pain in my ass at times). She’s established herself socially, found her “look”, and has realized that yes it IS possible to be a brainy chick and rawk hardcore at the same time.

Daniel and Joseph are nothing BUT change in progress as they grow. I can’t think of any major (out of the ordinary) milestones at the moment.

I finally found my groove at school, went back to work part-time, and have almost completely conquered the panic attacks. My supah-secret message board celebrated its first year, I joined BlogHer and BlogHerAds, and attended ConvergeSouth 2007.

And now, in order to make this post COMPLETELY meme-ish, here are my favorite posts of 2007:

January: I tripped the rant fantastic about being slave to Daniel’s texture issues. I also oh-too-briefly declared the right to choice.

February: My fourth divorciversary came and went, and I whipped out the boobs again.

In March I Calculated the cost of sick kids, had another cheap date, and stumbled upon a good visual interpretation of how I feel during panic attacks.

My piano came home, I pondered the dichotomy of pro-life campaigns, ranting about gender equality and packaged curricula in April.

May found me pondering life’s mosaic, and a letter to Campbell’s Soup company.

I loved my WordPress plugins, taught my darling CaraMichele how to introduce her invisible friend Jesus, sneaked my birthday in on my friends, and shelved the kids when Holly came to visit in June. And I kissed June off with a day in the park with Esbee from Life In Forsyth.

Overstimulation almost ruined our Kernersville Fireworks Experience, but I recovered and immediately dashed across the state lines to put my laptop in Mamaw’s lap. I broke some rather surprising news and pondered on blogging and self-censorship.

Hey Em? You’re not gonna get this done by midnight.

August was sweltering and I spent most of my time inside defending against blog scrapers, writing a letter to the girls who saw Knocked Up , Being Nice, being frugal, fantasizing about a bathtub.

September was a light blogging month since I started the Fall Semester at school. Mom wrote things down, I found some things, and wrote letters.

I gave Holly blue balls when she came to visit me in October. Then I dumped our kids on my Dear Sainted Mother and spent two days hanging out with The Bloggers and lovin’ it. I ranted about the lack of promotion of Kernersville’s feature in Southern Living Magazine, took some pretty pictures of rain, waxing thoughtfully on why I blog.

Lessons in procrastination kicked off November. I said goodbye to my baby clothes, examined a fork, and was mean to my Sainted Mama. I also embraced The F.

Light blogging was the theme of December as I dropped the fork I examined, prayed to Our Lady of Perpetual Laundry, asked for your kindness, and showed the Christmas Tree being vigorously protected.

Happy new year, kiss someone you love, and stay safe in 2008.