found my online downfall
Snowglobes for purchase
online. Now I don't have to go anywhere, be disappointed when no one brings me one back from their travels, or wait patiently for someone to remember when they are gone.

I can get them all online.

Swell-igant (sorry Cynthia Rowley and Ilene Roseswig...)

Oh and had the "little" talk with the new neighbor boys. 20 and 18. Seriously that is how old they are. What the hell. Anyways told them that noise is to be kept minimal since I do live downstairs and have been through hell and will not again. They seemed to understand what I was saying and said that they will be good neighbors, promised me even. I said don't break your promise. Well see. But seriously they are yuuuuuuuuuung. Babies. I told my friend who lives in the same complex there isn't anything better than a kegger of 12 year olds. But now I know that they aren't 21, I will bust their asses if I catch them drinkin' up there... I am going to be the bitchy older sister that they didn't know they wanted or needed!

But I will bake for them too, because I can't eat a whole cake but loooooove makin them.

That being said... I still wish the cat lady got her financing together and was able to buy it. But oh well. I give these boys a year then they will sell it. It sounds like that is what thier dad does, buys foreclosures, fixes them and turns them. Fine by me if they are little hellions.

Not putting the cart before the horse though and panic-ing just yet.... I am going snowglobe shoppin'!