Saturday I was extremely bored and frustrated about our football game, so I decided to go to the mall. Herbergers was having a huge sale, and I found a few purses that I really wanted, but I just ended up buying a pair of MukLuks that I've had my eye on for awhile:
I'm not happy to report there has been basically no progress on the house. The drywall was finished, and we were told that once the heater got going and warmed up the house, the tape and texture guys could come in and get started on the walls. Jacob talked to our builder on Tuesday, and he promised us that the guys would be there on Thursday, and that he'd offered to pay them double to work through the weekend. When I drove by three times on Thursday and never saw workers, I had Jacob call our builder. Surprise, surprise, he never called Jacob back. Friday came along and again there was no one at the house, so I called the builder. SURPRISE FREAKING SURPRISE he hasn't called me back. If I go by tomorrow and there's no one there, I'm pulling out all the stops in my voicemail. I'll probably do some sort of rhetorical question that passive-aggressively asks why he won't ever return the phone call of a female customer. I might even break out the tears. I mean, seriously, this guy has NEVER returned my phone calls. Not even one. That's so annoying, I can't even begin to tell you. I'm not sure yet how I'm going to play it, but now that everything is resolved with Samsung, I need someone to call and be rude to everyday, and I'm totally fine with that being our builder. It's probably more advantageous if I go the "being nice" route to get our builder to work, but I'm not good at faking being friendly. Maybe, much like Liz Lemon, I just need to summon my inner Julia Roberts to charm my way into getting some work done.
Tuesday night is Bunco, and I need to figure out what I'm going to bring as a snack. I've been trying different baked goods lately, and what I'm learning is that I don't have great baking abilities. I tried making some homemade Thin Mints, and they were so terrible, it almost makes me never want Thin Mints again. But not quite. Thankfully Jacob is a sweet guy (with obviously low standards), and he's been eating the cookies so I didn't have to throw them out. Tonight I made cinnamon & sugar pretzel bites because when I passed the pretzel stand at the mall yesterday I was so hungry I almost said "Give me everything I can get for $200." Instead I used this recipe to make my own, and they were pretty good. The problem is that they were SO sugary, and I made the glaze (of course), and the whole thing was just a little too much. Don't get me wrong, I'd make them again, but I can only have like 4 bites before I start to worry about if I'll puke when I stand up afterwards.
This morning Jacob and I went back to the LCMS Lutheran Church here in town. I'm not really sure what we're going to do about our church in town. Jacob seems to really like this Lutheran church, but I don't know if I'm sold on it yet. The Pastor seems nice enough, but he has a very unique way of speaking--he sounds VERY similar to the Rabbi from Seinfeld: