Anyone know what a domain name is?

I just got the option to make a domain name for my blog, but I thought it already had one.... Oh well.

So first off: Sorry for leaving the brunt of the blogging to Hubbykins. In my defense, I love reading/hearing his opinion on everything that happens, and a really effective way to get to hear that is if I ask him to be the one to blog about significant life events. Another reason is that I'm simply lazy, especially when I remember that it takes me a good 30-60 minutes to blog because I always include far more detail than anyone ever asked for.

I like this song, it makes me wanna dance with Hubby:


Now, second on the life events scale: Yes, my grandmother died two weeks ago, and we managed to make it to her funeral. It left all of us tired and possibly sick. Hubby and MJ especially have this rather terrible sounding cough, and I wish we could get them in to the doctor. I was going to take MJ today, but when I woke up, it was like I'd never slept, and I just couldn't get up. Turns out MJ felt the same way. It's 5 o clock and she's STILL laying in bed. I'm not complaining, I just hope she'll be able to sleep tonight. I may give her nyquil, cause I know she wakes up every time she coughs like that.

Yesterday we had two major events. The first event, was that I went to an interview, did a test run of massage, and 'failed the audition' as it were. I wasn't customer-ready, so they weren't prepared to hire me at this time. They did admit I have amazing technique, but my table massage is clumsy and needs some practice. I apparently give amazing pressure, so I can rest easy on that score at least. When listening to the voicemail (we were in a movie), MJ and Hubby wouldnt let me walk away to listen and they werent able to keep quiet enough for me to hear it, so I got really angry because I had to listen to my inadequacy twice. It wasn't quite fair of me to expect them to read my mind, and I didn't give them warning that I needed quiet, so it's my own fault.
My feelings on this: I feel mortified that I was found lacking, but very relieved that I wouldn't be working 3 extra days a week, as they wanted me to for a piddling 20 dollars an hour. Isn't it funny how 20 an hour to me is almost insulting, while to most people that would be an awesome amount? The fact of it is that I should be able to make 60 dollars an hour easily, if I just groomed my own clientele. But I'm terminally shy and unwilling to do that if I'm going to move (which we've been pretty adamant to do eventually), so I accept the far lower pay of 20-40 dollars an hour.

I like the dance moves. They're so funny and yet suitable for Lady Gaga:


The other major event we had yesterday was: FAMILY DAY!!! We haven't had one in a while, and since Hubby had the day off, and I had the day off, and MJ is on spring break, we (meaning me) decided to. We dropped the car off to get the oil changed and tires rotated (It cost nearly $100!! Is that expensive to anyone else???) and went to eat breakfast at the best pancake place in town. I like their oatmeal because it comes with brown sugar and raisins, and MJ liked their breakfast tacos, especially when she was able to substitute the egg with sausage (cause she's allergic to egg).
After that we walked to Half Price Books where we set MJ up with her work. I bought an interesting review book for what every 5th grader is expected to learn (and the 6th grade one for next year/summer) in Math, Language Arts and Reading. And her composition book in addition to that (we've decreased it to one full page a day instead of two). She does two pages of math (and complains non-stop too), and four pages of the L.A. and Reading (each). We figure this is a great way to cement the lessons she learns at school in her mind so she's ready and able to get better grades. She doesn't seem to be naturally book-smart, so we'll just have to help her put in the effort instead. She's been doing pretty well. While Hubby helped her with the math portion (it took her two hours because she didn't wanna do it and didn't put in a lot of effort), I read a book. Then I graded her LA and Reading when she finished those. She doesn't just have to do them, she has to get 70% or higher on each page in order to 'pass' it.
They called to let us know our car was done, so we walked back, and then stopped by the house to get the address of the spa I was interviewing at (meant to do it earlier but forgot). Then on the way, they called to ask if we could delay it til 2 instead of 1 30. I agreed, and we went to the library right next door to it to kill time. We tried to find The Magicians that was recommended, but they didn't have it. I've placed some holds for a large-print copy for me later, so maybe I'll read it next week or something.
It got close to 2, so I cut my nails, filed them, and walked over.
I asked to use the restroom to wash my hands, and she showed me the way, then gave me a tour and we talked about what the expectations for working there would be like. They have a LOT of interesting options, and I'm tempted to try them myself, especially the couples massage. Then she explained I would be working on a LMT employee for about 30 minutes, and when she got free, we got started.
The massage went well, I'm pretty satisfied with how much I was able to do that limited time, and I think I hit most major points that a therapist would need worked on. We talked a bit while I worked about the spa and expectations and realities of working for them. I do admit I felt a little out of practice and wished I'd taken Hubby up on his offer to let me work on him the night before. I just didn't imagine I was so out of practice.
When I finished the lady had me try on a shirt to see if it would 'work ready' for tomorrow, and it fit alright. I was excited to hear they had a therapist my size, because I feel that LMTs my size are rather rare, and so I feel at a disadvantage being so large. It was good to hear that they didn't discriminate against size, so I left in a good mood, though I was shaking I was so hungry.
So I found the family, demanded sustenance, and we went to a Burger Cafe we'd been eyeing but never had a reason to be near when dinner time cropped up. It was pretty good, but oily and a little disappointing. The menu was also hard to interpret and difficult to find something that appealed to all of us.
From there we went (early) to the movie Strange Magic. I swear, there was definitely more singing than speaking in that whole movie. It was HILARIOUS but weird. I liked all the new adaptations to current (and old school) music, but I'm getting a little tired of the villian and hero switching. As MJ said, you could see everything coming a mile away. I wish they'd had different voice actors for Bog and Ronald though. The voices just weren't sexy enough to appeal, and their singing was sometimes atrocious.
I checked my voicemail after the movie, got pissed off, and made Hubby mad because I was mad and snapped at him. On our way home, I apologized, and we decided to go to the arcade before we headed home. The first game we played was DDR (MJ and I) and I roundly beat her. I actually got a better score than I've had in years, and though my leg was trembling after, I was really happy. Then we (MJ and I) played Guitar Hero, where *I* was soundly beaten (had no idea what I was doing wrong, but it might have had something to do with it being on 'lefty' mode for me). Then we went to play upstairs but we should have gone to Air Hockey. Thinking back, it was really MJ and I dragging Hubby around doing what we wanted. We didn't even get to play Air Hockey, which is what Hubby always looks forward to when we go because when we went back to play it, there was a huge crowd and we couldn't even really get close. Well, anyway, MJ and I had fun, though MJ was ready to cry when I said we were out of tokens and had to leave. She was very dissatisfied with the number of tokens we'd collected (104) and at first didn't want any prizes, but I managed to cajole her into wanting a few things (like a duck caller and a fan with a moustache and some candy).
Then we went home, and I think we all ate our own things before going to bed.

I think that's it, and once again I've written a ridiculous amount. Sorry about that....

These are still some of my favorite songs: