It's official. I cannot launch a kite. Sweety met Sylvie and I at the park the other day and was helping us get the kite flown. He soon realized that I didn't know what I was doing and capitalized on this by having me run all over the park with the kite trailing behind me. At first I was so intent on running my hardest that I didn't see him snorting with laughter. Then I saw that some of the people at the park were watching me. Then I gave up. We'll take Sylvie to the beach on some windy day and give it another go.
The other night one of my coworkers commented on some Easter eggs that were in my vehicle. I drive a Honda Pilot with tinted windows - not some low to the ground car that can be seen into easily. And he's not the tallest person. Which means he was peeping in my car. This did prompt me to clean it out. I figured if someone might look in there I didn't want them to see the squalor.
The trip to the Science Center yesterday went well. We went and ate barbeque before we went. (Sweety has found one bbq place that I think is good down here and one Mexican food restaurant that's tasty. These places help keep my tatebuds in check til I can go to Texas and eat some REAL food.) Then we came home for cake and ice cream. Sylvie had fun helping me make the cake. Her mom sent her a big box of clothes. Some things don't fit and we'll have to exchange them this weekend. Some of the stuff can't be worn to school (sandals and spaghetti strap tops) This morning on our trip to wallyworld she wore a pink short sleeved t-shirt with arm socks and her new pink cowboy had with pink crystals all around the brim. She looked kind of like a miniature stripper. By the time we got back to the car she was ready to ditch the hat and arm socks though. Good.
I got both of the dogs washed yesterday! I just couldn't stand it anymore. Stinky dog was starting to look like Pigpen from the Charlie Brown gang. They got flea soap and baby shampooed. Now they smell like flowers. And Oy got to put on a new shirt. Red and white paisley print. Sweety said that I dress the dog to fill a void in my life. Whatever. I just think it's hilarious to see tiny dogs in clothes.
Well, this is the third post I've tried to do in 2 days. I wonder if blogger is going to suck it into some black hole.
3/31/05
3/29/05
Summer's Coming (my FAVORITE season. not)
How do I know that summer is on it's way? I saw my first love bugs the other day. Nasty little fornicating, exhibitionist things. I understand that they've gotta reproduce, but can't they at least try to stay out of my hair? I mean that literally. There are some areas that after you drive your car through them it looks like there's a black living carpet covering the front of your vehicle. Yech.
I made an internal bet with myself yesterday. The love bugs are just one sign of summer. Another is the sudden rash of kids/infants getting baked in cars. I figure we'll hear about at least 2 of those in the next 6 weeks. Has anyone ever wondered, maybe the people that leave their kids in cars didn't want them? I say this because if someone gets mad and abuses their kid on purpose they go to jail but if they accidentally forget they are toting their kid around and leave them in the car they don't get in trouble. Just a thought. I personally think these people should be strung up by their toes. I fell asleep in the car yesterday and in about 5 minutes was burning up. I can't imagine what horribleness that would be for a kid in a carseat.
Once it starts getting hotter I will have to stock up on sodas in my lair. Cause the neighbors won't be seeing me til at least October. I'm like a groundhog. On October 1 if I sense a nice hurricane season in the works I will go back inside til Christmas.
The boys are at their mom's and I told Sylvie(5) that we'd go to the beach today. Forgetting that her being on Spring Break also means lot of college kids are too. So the place'll probably be packed. She's been coughing so I don't even know if we'll go. Here's she comes now...
That went well. I told her little hacking self that she was too sick for the beach and encountered no resistance. Good. We will go to the park later for a little while to fly her kite. That's the main thing she wanted to do at the beach.
Last night Sweety had the big "sex talk" with BB(10). All about condoms and pregnancy and diseases. I didn't know that the talk comes so early. I wish I could've been a fly on the wall to see Sweety's face when the talk was happening. He sounded a little shell-shocked when I spoke with him on the phone. But apparently all the physical symptoms of puberty are upon him and he has questions. He's 10 freaking years old and he has hair down there and under his arms and he told Sweety that "it just gets hard whenever it feels like it" (yeah, it was too much info for me too when Sweety told me). I think the hormones in the foods that kids eat now are making them grow up faster.
I better go help Sylvie tidy up the toy room before she breaks a leg or we lose the dog in there.
I made an internal bet with myself yesterday. The love bugs are just one sign of summer. Another is the sudden rash of kids/infants getting baked in cars. I figure we'll hear about at least 2 of those in the next 6 weeks. Has anyone ever wondered, maybe the people that leave their kids in cars didn't want them? I say this because if someone gets mad and abuses their kid on purpose they go to jail but if they accidentally forget they are toting their kid around and leave them in the car they don't get in trouble. Just a thought. I personally think these people should be strung up by their toes. I fell asleep in the car yesterday and in about 5 minutes was burning up. I can't imagine what horribleness that would be for a kid in a carseat.
Once it starts getting hotter I will have to stock up on sodas in my lair. Cause the neighbors won't be seeing me til at least October. I'm like a groundhog. On October 1 if I sense a nice hurricane season in the works I will go back inside til Christmas.
The boys are at their mom's and I told Sylvie(5) that we'd go to the beach today. Forgetting that her being on Spring Break also means lot of college kids are too. So the place'll probably be packed. She's been coughing so I don't even know if we'll go. Here's she comes now...
That went well. I told her little hacking self that she was too sick for the beach and encountered no resistance. Good. We will go to the park later for a little while to fly her kite. That's the main thing she wanted to do at the beach.
Last night Sweety had the big "sex talk" with BB(10). All about condoms and pregnancy and diseases. I didn't know that the talk comes so early. I wish I could've been a fly on the wall to see Sweety's face when the talk was happening. He sounded a little shell-shocked when I spoke with him on the phone. But apparently all the physical symptoms of puberty are upon him and he has questions. He's 10 freaking years old and he has hair down there and under his arms and he told Sweety that "it just gets hard whenever it feels like it" (yeah, it was too much info for me too when Sweety told me). I think the hormones in the foods that kids eat now are making them grow up faster.
I better go help Sylvie tidy up the toy room before she breaks a leg or we lose the dog in there.
3/27/05
Happy Easter
It's not yet 9 a.m. and we pretty much have the Easter festivities wrapped up. The kids were up before the sun rose. Everyone seems pleased with their basket stuff.
Yesterday I took the kids to the park for a big egg hunt that the city puts on. Sweety hurt his back so he stayed at home and I tried to keep everyone out of his hair.
I think I saw LBn(8) have some type of sugar overdose related episode. We're in the car on our way to eat pizza after the egg hunt and all of a sudden he throws back his head and does some sort of howler monkey imitation that lasts about 90 seconds. It came out of nowhere. That's when I remembered that he hadn't had breakfast and I'd just let him eat 4 pounds of sugar. I wish I had a picture of the face he made. He cracked us all up.
BB(10) has been really moody for the last couple of days. Not really moody I guess, but keeping to himself and just being pretty quiet. Sweety hasn't picked out of him what's up yet. I think puberty is fixing to slap us all in the face.
We found out the truth about how Oy's leg got hurt. Apparently she was in the babysitter's lap and Sylvie(5) decided to snatch her up. And in the process she got dropped on the coffee table. She's okay now. And Sylvie knows if she picks her up again that I will hobble her.
Here comes stinky dog. Looking for some love. I think I heard her try and say my name. I went to the grocery store for breakfast stuff this morning but forgot to get dog food. So I'll make my 5th trip to the store in 2 days in a little while. I need to start making a list before I go. Good thing the store's only a couple of blocks away.
We stayed up way too late last night. We've gotta start going to bed earlier. I took my tongue ring out for a little while last night so I could give a really ferocious blow job. Sweety is still thanking me this morning.
I must go and feed my new addiction. I've discovered Bejeweled 2 on AOL games.
Yesterday I took the kids to the park for a big egg hunt that the city puts on. Sweety hurt his back so he stayed at home and I tried to keep everyone out of his hair.
I think I saw LBn(8) have some type of sugar overdose related episode. We're in the car on our way to eat pizza after the egg hunt and all of a sudden he throws back his head and does some sort of howler monkey imitation that lasts about 90 seconds. It came out of nowhere. That's when I remembered that he hadn't had breakfast and I'd just let him eat 4 pounds of sugar. I wish I had a picture of the face he made. He cracked us all up.
BB(10) has been really moody for the last couple of days. Not really moody I guess, but keeping to himself and just being pretty quiet. Sweety hasn't picked out of him what's up yet. I think puberty is fixing to slap us all in the face.
We found out the truth about how Oy's leg got hurt. Apparently she was in the babysitter's lap and Sylvie(5) decided to snatch her up. And in the process she got dropped on the coffee table. She's okay now. And Sylvie knows if she picks her up again that I will hobble her.
Here comes stinky dog. Looking for some love. I think I heard her try and say my name. I went to the grocery store for breakfast stuff this morning but forgot to get dog food. So I'll make my 5th trip to the store in 2 days in a little while. I need to start making a list before I go. Good thing the store's only a couple of blocks away.
We stayed up way too late last night. We've gotta start going to bed earlier. I took my tongue ring out for a little while last night so I could give a really ferocious blow job. Sweety is still thanking me this morning.
I must go and feed my new addiction. I've discovered Bejeweled 2 on AOL games.
Opinions Are Appreciated
I have a question - Is it okay for spouses to fart in front of one another?
I have always thought no. Sweety thinks otherwise. He can't believe that I wasn't exposed to such before him. I think it's gross. I'll toss your salad and pet your prostate but please don't remind me that your ass is used for other things.
Maybe I am being unreasonable. I don't know. Maybe the people I've been comfortable with before didn't have such a level of comfort with me that Sweety has. Maybe Sweety has a gastrointestinal disorder that needs to be checked. Maybe I will schedule a colonoscopy for him.
Maybe I'll start eating lots of beans and we'll have contests on Saturday nights.
I have always thought no. Sweety thinks otherwise. He can't believe that I wasn't exposed to such before him. I think it's gross. I'll toss your salad and pet your prostate but please don't remind me that your ass is used for other things.
Maybe I am being unreasonable. I don't know. Maybe the people I've been comfortable with before didn't have such a level of comfort with me that Sweety has. Maybe Sweety has a gastrointestinal disorder that needs to be checked. Maybe I will schedule a colonoscopy for him.
Maybe I'll start eating lots of beans and we'll have contests on Saturday nights.
3/25/05
Is There a Doctor in the House?
Oy's foot is damaged. We don't know exactly what happened. The sitter was here last night and she told Sweety that she fell and had been limping ever since. Sweety didn't know where she fell from. Or if he knows he didn't tell me. I don't think it's broken. Maybe it's sprained. She's walking better on it now than when I first got home. I can touch it and she doesn't cry. If she's still limping Monday we'll go to the vet.
I feel bad. I scrambled an egg and hand fed it to her. I hope I'm not creating a little tyrant. Have I mentioned my disdain for eggs? The smell of cooking eggs makes me gag and I cannot eat breakfast eggs. Hopefully by making the sacrifice and cooking and touching an egg for the dog the good karma will help heal her paw.
The kids are out of school today for the start of their spring break. The boys are at their mom's so it's just me and Sylvie today. We spent about an hour coloring and drawing this huge picture. She got up before me and drew a castle scene on a piece of posterboard and we've colored it up. It was fun.
I am such a horrible manager of money. I forgot that a couple of things were drafting automatically from my checking account and I overdrew on it. Had to ask Sweety for money. I may just start giving him my paychecks and he can give me a cash allowance. The way we have it now is we keep separate checking accounts and I give him a certain amount of money each month and he makes the payments on things. When we married he paid off about a billion dollars of debt for me. I think I should have him paid back in approximately 3 years. He's told me not to worry about it (the what's yours is mine thing) but since he paid off stuff from before I knew him I will pay him back. I'd feel guilty about quitting my job knowing that he paid off the loan that I had to get to bail my exhusband out of jail when we were married.
I wish I could find a big sack of drug money somewhere.
I feel bad. I scrambled an egg and hand fed it to her. I hope I'm not creating a little tyrant. Have I mentioned my disdain for eggs? The smell of cooking eggs makes me gag and I cannot eat breakfast eggs. Hopefully by making the sacrifice and cooking and touching an egg for the dog the good karma will help heal her paw.
The kids are out of school today for the start of their spring break. The boys are at their mom's so it's just me and Sylvie today. We spent about an hour coloring and drawing this huge picture. She got up before me and drew a castle scene on a piece of posterboard and we've colored it up. It was fun.
I am such a horrible manager of money. I forgot that a couple of things were drafting automatically from my checking account and I overdrew on it. Had to ask Sweety for money. I may just start giving him my paychecks and he can give me a cash allowance. The way we have it now is we keep separate checking accounts and I give him a certain amount of money each month and he makes the payments on things. When we married he paid off about a billion dollars of debt for me. I think I should have him paid back in approximately 3 years. He's told me not to worry about it (the what's yours is mine thing) but since he paid off stuff from before I knew him I will pay him back. I'd feel guilty about quitting my job knowing that he paid off the loan that I had to get to bail my exhusband out of jail when we were married.
I wish I could find a big sack of drug money somewhere.
3/24/05
Whew. I Think I'll Make it Now
Had myself some dinner and some wine and a xanax. I feel calm now. Thank goodness. When I get aggravated I feel like there are bees in my stomach. I decided it was okay to have the wine because of my odd schedule this is really like dinnertime for me instead of breakfast :)
Sylvie's 6th birthday is on the 31st and I think we've finally hammered out what we'll do to celebrate. At first she wanted to go to Chuck E Cheese. Which is somewhere I'd rather pull my fingernails out than go to. I think the place is the 6th circle of hell. So then she decided she'd rather go to the Orlando Science Center and this is A OK with me. I'd rather tote 6 kids there than to Chuck E Cheese. And it's educational. And best of all it will be free. One of the perks to my job is I can get a family pass for free. Yay. Free is good. Especially since I'm so broke right now that I've taken my fake nails off instead of getting them done.
Sweety said he can tell when my fundage is running short because my hands look like little monkey hands. Without the nails they look naked. I have rather small hands and feet to be so tall. I'm almost 5'9" and my shoes are sevens and my ring finger is a 5. BB's(10) hands are bigger than mine. LB's(8) are the same size. Those two are gonna be bears!
My stinky dog has forsaken me. She's snoozing on Sylvie's bed and doesn't want to join me. Geez, I actually feel rejected.
Now that my beacon of loathing is smoldering rather than burning I should be able to go to sleep.
Sylvie's 6th birthday is on the 31st and I think we've finally hammered out what we'll do to celebrate. At first she wanted to go to Chuck E Cheese. Which is somewhere I'd rather pull my fingernails out than go to. I think the place is the 6th circle of hell. So then she decided she'd rather go to the Orlando Science Center and this is A OK with me. I'd rather tote 6 kids there than to Chuck E Cheese. And it's educational. And best of all it will be free. One of the perks to my job is I can get a family pass for free. Yay. Free is good. Especially since I'm so broke right now that I've taken my fake nails off instead of getting them done.
Sweety said he can tell when my fundage is running short because my hands look like little monkey hands. Without the nails they look naked. I have rather small hands and feet to be so tall. I'm almost 5'9" and my shoes are sevens and my ring finger is a 5. BB's(10) hands are bigger than mine. LB's(8) are the same size. Those two are gonna be bears!
My stinky dog has forsaken me. She's snoozing on Sylvie's bed and doesn't want to join me. Geez, I actually feel rejected.
Now that my beacon of loathing is smoldering rather than burning I should be able to go to sleep.
I Am Truly Not a Burning Beacon of Loathing
If I tell myself this enough it will become true.
But today my despise for the exwife is hotter than it's been in awhile. I don't like to think about her but sometimes I do.
Afterwhile, I'm going to go focus my mental powers some more on her baby's head getting stuck on its way out. Maybe it will have teeth and will chew it's way out. I probably used up my one mental seed of hatred when the brain tumor landed on her husband and not her. Rats.
I am certainly feeling immature today.
I am truly not a burning beacon of loathing. I'm nice dammit. NICE I say!
If you want to have a glass of wine at 8:30 a.m. does this signal a problem?
But today my despise for the exwife is hotter than it's been in awhile. I don't like to think about her but sometimes I do.
Afterwhile, I'm going to go focus my mental powers some more on her baby's head getting stuck on its way out. Maybe it will have teeth and will chew it's way out. I probably used up my one mental seed of hatred when the brain tumor landed on her husband and not her. Rats.
I am certainly feeling immature today.
I am truly not a burning beacon of loathing. I'm nice dammit. NICE I say!
If you want to have a glass of wine at 8:30 a.m. does this signal a problem?
3/23/05
Where's My Sugar Rush?
I do not know why I'm so freaking groggy this morning. I feel like someone has spun me around a few times and I can't get my equilibrium right. I'm not feeling like cleaning either. I just had a breakfast of Coke and chocolates. Waiting for the sugar high to kick in so I can run around cleaning like a demented maid til it wears off.
I took the sprogs to school again today. Sweety was gonna do it but it was raining and they'd have to be dropped off through parent drop off instead of him walking them to their door. He feels guilty about just kicking them off at the curb but I don't. So I got the job. Because nobody came out of my uterus it doesn't cramp if I let them out in front of the school instead of escorting everyone up.
Maybe it's the weather that's making me feel so oogey. It's raining and I think there's some kind of tornado watch or something.
Geez. I see stinky dog on my Korean blanket again. I'm just gonna leave her alone and wash it later today. Sweety's sister came over with her fiance last night and I've been trying to get them to take stinky dog but it's not working. They have a bassett hound too and I think he'd probably terrorize Tasha. Maybe when he dies of old age they'll be able to take her. When we went over there for Thanksgiving dinner their dog spent the entire time raping or chasing Tasha. I didn't know what was going on and when I realized it I felt absolutelyfuckingterrible. No dog deserves such violation. And on Thanksgiving no less.
LB(8) has been asking me for the last week to come and eat lunch with him. I think I've had lunch at the school at least every other week for about the last 6 weeks. I feel bad telling him no but I'm just not feeling like going up there. I wish his mom would do some of these things with him. I think she's eaten with him once and he was thrilled. I just don't think you should have any more kids if you can't pay sufficient attention to the ones that you already have. I think that's one of the reasons I don't really want any. I know the boys need all the attention that they can get and if we had a baby I'm afraid they'd feel pushed to the side like they are at their mom's. After she was pregnant with her last kid they asked me the entire time when was I going to have a baby. Finally one day (when I was going on a field trip with LB who was about 6) LB asked me for about the bazillionth time and I said "Do you know where I'd be right now if me and your Dad had a baby? I'd be at home with it instead of on this trip with you. You like having me here, right?" And the subject was dropped forever. I guess their mother had told them that god gives you babies and they decided that's why I didn't have one. I told them that I and the wonders of science, not god, decided if a sibling would land. Lucky for them my biological clock is broken.
I'd always thought I'd have kids of my own and Sweety said he didn't want me to feel like I'm missing out on something. I don't. After living with kids for over half the week it's rather nice to be alone sometimes. I guess if he didn't already have kids we would and I'd never know the difference. But I'm okay with life as it is.
I still feel like crap. I think I'm gonna curl up with stinky dog on the blanket for a tiny nap. Then I'll get up and clean. And wash the blanket and the dog.
Have I mentioned how much I loathe washing that damn dog? Argh.
I took the sprogs to school again today. Sweety was gonna do it but it was raining and they'd have to be dropped off through parent drop off instead of him walking them to their door. He feels guilty about just kicking them off at the curb but I don't. So I got the job. Because nobody came out of my uterus it doesn't cramp if I let them out in front of the school instead of escorting everyone up.
Maybe it's the weather that's making me feel so oogey. It's raining and I think there's some kind of tornado watch or something.
Geez. I see stinky dog on my Korean blanket again. I'm just gonna leave her alone and wash it later today. Sweety's sister came over with her fiance last night and I've been trying to get them to take stinky dog but it's not working. They have a bassett hound too and I think he'd probably terrorize Tasha. Maybe when he dies of old age they'll be able to take her. When we went over there for Thanksgiving dinner their dog spent the entire time raping or chasing Tasha. I didn't know what was going on and when I realized it I felt absolutelyfuckingterrible. No dog deserves such violation. And on Thanksgiving no less.
LB(8) has been asking me for the last week to come and eat lunch with him. I think I've had lunch at the school at least every other week for about the last 6 weeks. I feel bad telling him no but I'm just not feeling like going up there. I wish his mom would do some of these things with him. I think she's eaten with him once and he was thrilled. I just don't think you should have any more kids if you can't pay sufficient attention to the ones that you already have. I think that's one of the reasons I don't really want any. I know the boys need all the attention that they can get and if we had a baby I'm afraid they'd feel pushed to the side like they are at their mom's. After she was pregnant with her last kid they asked me the entire time when was I going to have a baby. Finally one day (when I was going on a field trip with LB who was about 6) LB asked me for about the bazillionth time and I said "Do you know where I'd be right now if me and your Dad had a baby? I'd be at home with it instead of on this trip with you. You like having me here, right?" And the subject was dropped forever. I guess their mother had told them that god gives you babies and they decided that's why I didn't have one. I told them that I and the wonders of science, not god, decided if a sibling would land. Lucky for them my biological clock is broken.
I'd always thought I'd have kids of my own and Sweety said he didn't want me to feel like I'm missing out on something. I don't. After living with kids for over half the week it's rather nice to be alone sometimes. I guess if he didn't already have kids we would and I'd never know the difference. But I'm okay with life as it is.
I still feel like crap. I think I'm gonna curl up with stinky dog on the blanket for a tiny nap. Then I'll get up and clean. And wash the blanket and the dog.
Have I mentioned how much I loathe washing that damn dog? Argh.
3/22/05
Delirious
I don't know why I'm still awake. I've kinda passed the falling asleep phase and am goofy as hell.
Had to drop the sprogs off at school this morning and decided to go to wallyworld and then target to get easter stuff. Realized after seeing myself in my car window outside of target that I'd forgotten to brush my hair. Sheesh. I was in a hurry getting the kids ready and overlooked that. Their hair looked good though. I did brush my teeth. I think.
Got all the stuff for Easter egg hunting except for candy to go in the eggs that they will actually hunt. Everyone gets a big prize egg with assorted goodies inside. And a bunny for everyone's basket - green camouflaged print for the boys and pink camo for Sylvie. A little redneckish, but they will like them. And isn't that why this is all being done? To please the little ones? Also got Sweety a big box of chocolates that were on sale. I'm gonna hide them somewhere in the house for him to find later. And got Easter stuff to mail to my niece and nephew's in TX.
And a new sleep mask for myself. I will probably try it out during a nap later. And a partridge in a pear tree.
I can't believe I spent so much on things that fit inside of 3 large plastic eggs.
Had to drop the sprogs off at school this morning and decided to go to wallyworld and then target to get easter stuff. Realized after seeing myself in my car window outside of target that I'd forgotten to brush my hair. Sheesh. I was in a hurry getting the kids ready and overlooked that. Their hair looked good though. I did brush my teeth. I think.
Got all the stuff for Easter egg hunting except for candy to go in the eggs that they will actually hunt. Everyone gets a big prize egg with assorted goodies inside. And a bunny for everyone's basket - green camouflaged print for the boys and pink camo for Sylvie. A little redneckish, but they will like them. And isn't that why this is all being done? To please the little ones? Also got Sweety a big box of chocolates that were on sale. I'm gonna hide them somewhere in the house for him to find later. And got Easter stuff to mail to my niece and nephew's in TX.
And a new sleep mask for myself. I will probably try it out during a nap later. And a partridge in a pear tree.
I can't believe I spent so much on things that fit inside of 3 large plastic eggs.
3/21/05
What a Lovely Weekend
After dropping Sylvie off at the sitter's we went out to eat. And I tried something new. Grouper. I loved it. I'd never eaten fish in a restaurant before unless it was fast food. And we had dessert, chocolate mint crepe. Freaking yummy. Then we went to see Ring 2. It was okay - popcorn for the brain. Then we came home and watched How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days and had some kick ass sex. Didn't attack on the counter tops. It was too cold. Sweety let me sleep in on Sunday when he went to get Sylvie. He is great. Life is good.
Speaking of kick ass sex...
I can't believe that I never liked receiving oral sex til I met Sweety. He is gooood! I was married before for 5 years and whenever that was going on I was always ticking off my to do list for the next day or picking at a hangnail. I just thought it was something rather boring. Thank you Sweety for a new perspective on this wonderful sport.
I was going to sign up for overtime this Wednesday but just can't bring myself to do it. I like what tiny bit of alone time that I have too much. Maybe next month I will to give me some extra money before Sweety's birthday. I still don't know what the hell to get him. I know he wants a fish tank but stinky dog's teeth need to be cleaned. I don't know who will win. Probably the dog. He's a watch whore but I don't know of any new watches that are out that he'd like. Maybe I'll get lucky and he'll point one out between now and then. Must get him to the mall so I can watch him window shop.
It amazes me how people can let their workstations look like deranged cookie elves have been living at them. I had to clean off the pod I was sitting at last night cause it was so yucky. I even cleaned the coffee rings off the desk next to me so I wouldn't have to look at them. And picked all the unidentifiable crunchies off the floor so I wouldn't be stepping in them all night. People are gross.
My bed is lonely. I better go keep it company before it runs away from home.
Speaking of kick ass sex...
I can't believe that I never liked receiving oral sex til I met Sweety. He is gooood! I was married before for 5 years and whenever that was going on I was always ticking off my to do list for the next day or picking at a hangnail. I just thought it was something rather boring. Thank you Sweety for a new perspective on this wonderful sport.
I was going to sign up for overtime this Wednesday but just can't bring myself to do it. I like what tiny bit of alone time that I have too much. Maybe next month I will to give me some extra money before Sweety's birthday. I still don't know what the hell to get him. I know he wants a fish tank but stinky dog's teeth need to be cleaned. I don't know who will win. Probably the dog. He's a watch whore but I don't know of any new watches that are out that he'd like. Maybe I'll get lucky and he'll point one out between now and then. Must get him to the mall so I can watch him window shop.
It amazes me how people can let their workstations look like deranged cookie elves have been living at them. I had to clean off the pod I was sitting at last night cause it was so yucky. I even cleaned the coffee rings off the desk next to me so I wouldn't have to look at them. And picked all the unidentifiable crunchies off the floor so I wouldn't be stepping in them all night. People are gross.
My bed is lonely. I better go keep it company before it runs away from home.
3/19/05
I Feel Great!
How nice this is. With my earplugs in I was able to snooze right through the dog pooping all in her cage this morning. Wonderful. Sweety and Sylvie(5) dealt with it. I went and worked out after getting up and Sweety took Sylvie out to run errands with him. The boys are at their mom's this weekend. Life right now is good. And quiet :)
Sylvie's teacher complimented me on the chef's hat. I'm glad my efforts were noticed.
I read something in Woman's Day about how if you take something like Metamucil daily it will help you lose weight. I've been trying it with the Slim-Fast. Due to the laxative that is bloating my belly, I am not as hungry as usual.
When I went in for my annual exam the other day I found out that I've gained 24 freaking pounds since last year. Granted when I went in last year it was after a few months of eating diet pills and I was weak and skinny and seeing spots all the time. The Dr. asked me if the change in numbers bothered me. I told him I was working on it and then told him about the liposuction I had around Christmas and that I've been exercising. He thinks some of the weight gain is muscle and told me I looked great. Good. That made me feel a little better. When I stand still I'm okay with how I look. I'm just trying to firm everything up.
As a side effect of getting my hoo-ha checked I decided to throw away all my old favorite underwear. As I was busy trying to hide my panties under my clothes before the Dr. came in I realized that they were quite ratty. Then I realized I'd owned them for at least 6 years. They are some of my favorites though. They don't even make them anymore so they can't be replaced - that's why I've resisted trashing them. Instead of sticking them back in my drawer after laundry day I escorted them outside for a proper burial. May they rest in peace.
I found some that I really liked at Victoria's Secret a couple of years ago and bought all that I could but they aren't available anymore either. Maybe when they wear out I'll just stop wearing them. I hate buying underwear and then not being able to wear them cause they're uncomfortable.
Luckily Sylvie isn't exhibiting any signs of illness so it looks like Sweety and I will get to have our date tonight. I can't wait. I've missed being ALONE with him. I'm going to try and talk him into going to see The Ring 2. The first one freaked me out. I couldn't sleep for 2 days without seeing that girl lurching out of the t.v.
I better go pretty myself up.
Sylvie's teacher complimented me on the chef's hat. I'm glad my efforts were noticed.
I read something in Woman's Day about how if you take something like Metamucil daily it will help you lose weight. I've been trying it with the Slim-Fast. Due to the laxative that is bloating my belly, I am not as hungry as usual.
When I went in for my annual exam the other day I found out that I've gained 24 freaking pounds since last year. Granted when I went in last year it was after a few months of eating diet pills and I was weak and skinny and seeing spots all the time. The Dr. asked me if the change in numbers bothered me. I told him I was working on it and then told him about the liposuction I had around Christmas and that I've been exercising. He thinks some of the weight gain is muscle and told me I looked great. Good. That made me feel a little better. When I stand still I'm okay with how I look. I'm just trying to firm everything up.
As a side effect of getting my hoo-ha checked I decided to throw away all my old favorite underwear. As I was busy trying to hide my panties under my clothes before the Dr. came in I realized that they were quite ratty. Then I realized I'd owned them for at least 6 years. They are some of my favorites though. They don't even make them anymore so they can't be replaced - that's why I've resisted trashing them. Instead of sticking them back in my drawer after laundry day I escorted them outside for a proper burial. May they rest in peace.
I found some that I really liked at Victoria's Secret a couple of years ago and bought all that I could but they aren't available anymore either. Maybe when they wear out I'll just stop wearing them. I hate buying underwear and then not being able to wear them cause they're uncomfortable.
Luckily Sylvie isn't exhibiting any signs of illness so it looks like Sweety and I will get to have our date tonight. I can't wait. I've missed being ALONE with him. I'm going to try and talk him into going to see The Ring 2. The first one freaked me out. I couldn't sleep for 2 days without seeing that girl lurching out of the t.v.
I better go pretty myself up.
3/18/05
Master Costume Maker
Today was "dress up like what you wanna be when you grow up" day for kindergarteners. Sylvie wants to be a chef. I managed to find an apron at wallyworld this a.m. on my way home from work and made her chef's hat out of posterboard. The most important part for her was the big puffy part on top so I crisscrossed a couple of strips of posterboard on top of the hat for that. She loved it. I'm glad she's only 5 and couldn't see how odd my little paper hat turned out.
It looks like I may not work Saturday night and Sweety is going to be home. Yay! We may go eat steak. Haven't done that in awhile. I think I need some protein.
Sweety stuck one of his dirty shirts in the crate with Oy last night and she slept all night long. Or was at least peaceful enough to not cry wanting out. Right now she's trying to dig stinky dog's eyes out in a bid to get her to play. I think the novelty of having a playmate has worn thin for stinky dog. She's pretty much ignoring Oy now.
The exwife gave Sylvie a scooter that had belonged to her stepdaughters. I think since their dad died their mom doesn't want them to have anything to do with her. I'd just as soon she hadn't sent it over. She spent such a good amount of time being a total cunt to me that I really don't want anything from her. But I will do the right thing and thank her the next time I see her. If I play my cards right that might not be for another 7 years (when BB(10) graduates).
I managed to not completely blow day one of my diet. Hopefully day two will fare as well. I love slimfast and tuna kits. Enjoyed in fine restaurants everywhere...
The steak and mushrooms will be so tasty this weekend.
And no kiddo on Saturday night. Maybe we will have sex on our new countertops.
Great. I just found one teensy dog turd on my floor. It looks like she may have squeezed it out with spite. Maybe she was mad cause I'm not amusing her. Guess I'll go give my dogs some love before they implode.
It looks like I may not work Saturday night and Sweety is going to be home. Yay! We may go eat steak. Haven't done that in awhile. I think I need some protein.
Sweety stuck one of his dirty shirts in the crate with Oy last night and she slept all night long. Or was at least peaceful enough to not cry wanting out. Right now she's trying to dig stinky dog's eyes out in a bid to get her to play. I think the novelty of having a playmate has worn thin for stinky dog. She's pretty much ignoring Oy now.
The exwife gave Sylvie a scooter that had belonged to her stepdaughters. I think since their dad died their mom doesn't want them to have anything to do with her. I'd just as soon she hadn't sent it over. She spent such a good amount of time being a total cunt to me that I really don't want anything from her. But I will do the right thing and thank her the next time I see her. If I play my cards right that might not be for another 7 years (when BB(10) graduates).
I managed to not completely blow day one of my diet. Hopefully day two will fare as well. I love slimfast and tuna kits. Enjoyed in fine restaurants everywhere...
The steak and mushrooms will be so tasty this weekend.
And no kiddo on Saturday night. Maybe we will have sex on our new countertops.
Great. I just found one teensy dog turd on my floor. It looks like she may have squeezed it out with spite. Maybe she was mad cause I'm not amusing her. Guess I'll go give my dogs some love before they implode.
3/17/05
This Site Slays Me
RatherGood Other Songs: Northern cracks me up. I sing that song to myself the way they've done it. Love it. There's just something about singing cats smoking cigarettes that just does it for me.
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
In honor of the holiday I decided to postpone the double workout and start the Slim-Fast diet instead. Had my first can a minute ago. It didn't make me puke. That must be a good sign.
I'm going to get around later and clean the house. Last week when the babysitter was here she mopped the kitchen floor and folded our laundry. I figured the floor must've been pretty out there for a 14 year old to mop. She said she was just bored. So I'm gonna make sure everything's nice and tidy before she gets here tonight. Even washed stinky dog Tasha yesterday so she is tolerable.
When I get to work today I'm going to see if I can work on Saturday to make up the time that I called out on Monday. I really hate to do it but I want it to at least look like I care. Maybe they will say no. That would be a sign. A sign for me to sit up and surf the net til my eyes bleed on Saturday night! Sweety is going to be out of town and Sylvie(5) is spending the night with her sitter. She has a grown up sitter (not the kid next door) that has a son her age and they like to have sleepovers. I thought that Sweety was going to be home when we arranged it but found out later he won't be. So it'll be just me and the dogs. Or me at work.
It's nice and rainy here - I already have my work clothes laid out (the ones i was gonna wear monday before i called in sick) - Oy's crate is ready for her in the tub - We have some prime sleeptime going on here.
I'm going to get around later and clean the house. Last week when the babysitter was here she mopped the kitchen floor and folded our laundry. I figured the floor must've been pretty out there for a 14 year old to mop. She said she was just bored. So I'm gonna make sure everything's nice and tidy before she gets here tonight. Even washed stinky dog Tasha yesterday so she is tolerable.
When I get to work today I'm going to see if I can work on Saturday to make up the time that I called out on Monday. I really hate to do it but I want it to at least look like I care. Maybe they will say no. That would be a sign. A sign for me to sit up and surf the net til my eyes bleed on Saturday night! Sweety is going to be out of town and Sylvie(5) is spending the night with her sitter. She has a grown up sitter (not the kid next door) that has a son her age and they like to have sleepovers. I thought that Sweety was going to be home when we arranged it but found out later he won't be. So it'll be just me and the dogs. Or me at work.
It's nice and rainy here - I already have my work clothes laid out (the ones i was gonna wear monday before i called in sick) - Oy's crate is ready for her in the tub - We have some prime sleeptime going on here.
3/16/05
Unmotivated
I just am not feeling the urge to do ANYTHING. I didn't go work out this a.m. I'm going to go do a double workout tomorrow to make up for it. Really. Slept til it was time to go meet Mary and her mom for lunch. I still have the same sinus headache that's been haunting me for 2 days now but it seems to be dying away.
Sylvie(5) is busy playing with the Playstation. She's finally figured out how to run it. I'm gonna let her do that for awhile and then we'll practice blending words til she runs away from the kitchen table. She's getting better with the reading but I know if we don't keep practicing that she may not keep up. Her handwriting and sentence skills still aren't great but we can only do so much. Part of the getting out of kindergarten test is being able to draw a picture and write 2 sentences about it. Her teacher let me know that they always ask the kids the same question "What do you like to do with your friends?" (as in 'hint hint' practice the same thing at home) So we are working on "We like to swim. It is fun." They were the 2 shortest sentences I could come up with.
Oy ran herself silly and has crashed in my lap. She was busy today. She managed to squeeze behind the icebox and drag out every bit of trash and dustbunnies that were back there.
Sylvie likes to riverdance. She saw it on t.v. one day and has spent hours perfecting her routine. She said she showed it to her class today and tomorrow she will get to show them again and the whole class will try it. I don't think she's fibbing but I'm not sure. She likes to tell whoppers every now and then but they are usually more far fetched than this so I'm inclined to believe it's true. She's a ham. She has all these weird little voices and sketches that she likes to do. Gee, I don't know where she gets it.
Sweety has pointed out to me that I walk differently when I'm thinking of having sex later. Apparently I tread very carefully and my toes kinda spread out and I twiddle my fingers. All the while following him from a distance of about 8 inches wherever he goes. I'd never noticed before but I guess he's right. I may have to work on some new moves to fake him out.
I better get my slug self out of this chair and go do some laundry. Looking forward into getting into bed when the sheets are right out of the dryer. Ahhh.... I feel the urge to go rub my own tummy now.
Sylvie(5) is busy playing with the Playstation. She's finally figured out how to run it. I'm gonna let her do that for awhile and then we'll practice blending words til she runs away from the kitchen table. She's getting better with the reading but I know if we don't keep practicing that she may not keep up. Her handwriting and sentence skills still aren't great but we can only do so much. Part of the getting out of kindergarten test is being able to draw a picture and write 2 sentences about it. Her teacher let me know that they always ask the kids the same question "What do you like to do with your friends?" (as in 'hint hint' practice the same thing at home) So we are working on "We like to swim. It is fun." They were the 2 shortest sentences I could come up with.
Oy ran herself silly and has crashed in my lap. She was busy today. She managed to squeeze behind the icebox and drag out every bit of trash and dustbunnies that were back there.
Sylvie likes to riverdance. She saw it on t.v. one day and has spent hours perfecting her routine. She said she showed it to her class today and tomorrow she will get to show them again and the whole class will try it. I don't think she's fibbing but I'm not sure. She likes to tell whoppers every now and then but they are usually more far fetched than this so I'm inclined to believe it's true. She's a ham. She has all these weird little voices and sketches that she likes to do. Gee, I don't know where she gets it.
Sweety has pointed out to me that I walk differently when I'm thinking of having sex later. Apparently I tread very carefully and my toes kinda spread out and I twiddle my fingers. All the while following him from a distance of about 8 inches wherever he goes. I'd never noticed before but I guess he's right. I may have to work on some new moves to fake him out.
I better get my slug self out of this chair and go do some laundry. Looking forward into getting into bed when the sheets are right out of the dryer. Ahhh.... I feel the urge to go rub my own tummy now.
Justice is Rolling
Scott Peterson Sentenced to Die. Good. Maybe someone will stab him to death before he gets executed. Save the taxpayers some money.
3/15/05
I Guess All Puppies Are Destroyers
It took about 90 seconds for Oy to unravel the corner of the living room carpet. I thought she was munching on a treat. How wrong I was. I've fluffed it up a bit so maybe nobody will notice. Then she was trying to eat my shoe. I can stick her inside of it and she's trying to drag it away. I've never had a puppy before. This is turning into a learning experience. I may get a baby playpen thingy to stick her in so I don't have to keep my eyes on her EVERY single second.
I did go and work out. (patting self on back) I hate actually going to the place but once I'm there it's okay. I started to sign up for this micro dermabrasion show they were having but changed my mind. I actually had written my name on the sign up sheet but started hearing voices in my head "where are you goooooing? why can't we go with you? aren't you gonna tell us a storyyyyyyy?" And decided not to go rather than make those whiny children voices a reality.
I'm going to try and go to bed early enough to get lucky tonight. Or early enough to do something nice for Sweety. I think he has been feeling neglected. And he's so nice that the very least I could do is produce a blowjob. I've been having some wildly sexually charged dreams so I guess I need a release too.
Stinky dog Tasha has to get a bath tonight. Woo hoo. She is such a pain in the ass to bathe. I wish there was a doggy psychiatrist around here. Or one of those people that say they can really communicate with dogs. Maybe I could find out why she's so terrified of men and the tub. And tell her to get over it.
My alone-time is drawing to a close. In 27 minutes the sprogs will be out of school. Let the games begin!!!
I did go and work out. (patting self on back) I hate actually going to the place but once I'm there it's okay. I started to sign up for this micro dermabrasion show they were having but changed my mind. I actually had written my name on the sign up sheet but started hearing voices in my head "where are you goooooing? why can't we go with you? aren't you gonna tell us a storyyyyyyy?" And decided not to go rather than make those whiny children voices a reality.
I'm going to try and go to bed early enough to get lucky tonight. Or early enough to do something nice for Sweety. I think he has been feeling neglected. And he's so nice that the very least I could do is produce a blowjob. I've been having some wildly sexually charged dreams so I guess I need a release too.
Stinky dog Tasha has to get a bath tonight. Woo hoo. She is such a pain in the ass to bathe. I wish there was a doggy psychiatrist around here. Or one of those people that say they can really communicate with dogs. Maybe I could find out why she's so terrified of men and the tub. And tell her to get over it.
My alone-time is drawing to a close. In 27 minutes the sprogs will be out of school. Let the games begin!!!
I Love School Days
The kids were out of school yesterday and I thought I was gonna lose my mind. I guess the boys are at an age now where they must try to kill each other all the time. Between telling them to knock it off and Sylvie's repeated requests to do something with her and them tattling on each other over every tiny thing...Geez.
Sylvie(5) is pushing everyone's buttons right now. I was trying to fix her hair this morning and told her to stop touching something. She gives me a look in the mirror and then leans over to give it one more touch. So I smacked her hand. Now I feel bad. I can tell her til I'm blue in the face not to do something but it goes in one ear and out the other. She doesn't do this with Sweety. I think she does it with me because I'm the "mom figure" right now and with her mom she does whatever she wants. My sister thinks yelling between mother and child is an okay form of communication.
I think Sylvie is getting whatever illness me and Sweety had. I hope I am mistaken. It scares me when she gets sick.
Parenting is a hard job.
My little dog is asleep, recharging, in my lap. I woke to the sound of her crunching on dog food kibbles so I know she is eating. She woke up at 2 a.m. crying to get out of her cage. I put her in the bed with us but she wanted to play not sleep. I ended up putting her in the tub with her crate and a pee pad. Sweety pointed out the soft spot that is on her skull. You can feel her pulse in it. Maybe I should tape a penny over it for protection.
Think I'll go crank up the heating pad. My back is twinging. Hopefully, the exercise today will make it feel better. Or disable me for life.
Sylvie(5) is pushing everyone's buttons right now. I was trying to fix her hair this morning and told her to stop touching something. She gives me a look in the mirror and then leans over to give it one more touch. So I smacked her hand. Now I feel bad. I can tell her til I'm blue in the face not to do something but it goes in one ear and out the other. She doesn't do this with Sweety. I think she does it with me because I'm the "mom figure" right now and with her mom she does whatever she wants. My sister thinks yelling between mother and child is an okay form of communication.
I think Sylvie is getting whatever illness me and Sweety had. I hope I am mistaken. It scares me when she gets sick.
Parenting is a hard job.
My little dog is asleep, recharging, in my lap. I woke to the sound of her crunching on dog food kibbles so I know she is eating. She woke up at 2 a.m. crying to get out of her cage. I put her in the bed with us but she wanted to play not sleep. I ended up putting her in the tub with her crate and a pee pad. Sweety pointed out the soft spot that is on her skull. You can feel her pulse in it. Maybe I should tape a penny over it for protection.
Think I'll go crank up the heating pad. My back is twinging. Hopefully, the exercise today will make it feel better. Or disable me for life.
3/14/05
When Will the Sickness Just GO?!
Didn't go to work tonight. Hope I don't get fired. I've had the flu/cold/ebola stuff now for the second time and my back was also killing me today. I am turning into my mother. I remember when I was a kid and she'd lay in bed with a heating pad on and I always thought she was faking it so we'd just leave her alone. Well guess what I bought today? My very own heating pad. And it helps. After eating 3 Aleve and laying on it for 4 hours I can now sit upright. Yay!
BB(10) and I went and got Oy Lenore on Saturday. He got to bond with her first. I'm glad he likes her. She sits on his shoulder all the time. She is so cute. And so energetic. With tiny needlelike teeth that she likes to use to try and bite your lips off with.
She's only had 2 accidents in the house. One was a poop that was so toxic that I just threw the rug away that she'd contaminated. Made my eyes sting. I think it helps that we have one housebroken dog because she just does whatever stinky dog does. Tasha has even been playing tag with her. I guess she's excited to have a new pal too.
Sweety cooked his cajun beans and rice and scallops on Saturday night and our friends came over. They brought this kick ass dessert with them. It was like pecan pie but without the gooey stuff in the middle. Just crust and pecans. Luckily, I am the only pecan lover in the house.
I hear Sweety emerging from the shower. Must go look productive by the dishwasher.
BB(10) and I went and got Oy Lenore on Saturday. He got to bond with her first. I'm glad he likes her. She sits on his shoulder all the time. She is so cute. And so energetic. With tiny needlelike teeth that she likes to use to try and bite your lips off with.
She's only had 2 accidents in the house. One was a poop that was so toxic that I just threw the rug away that she'd contaminated. Made my eyes sting. I think it helps that we have one housebroken dog because she just does whatever stinky dog does. Tasha has even been playing tag with her. I guess she's excited to have a new pal too.
Sweety cooked his cajun beans and rice and scallops on Saturday night and our friends came over. They brought this kick ass dessert with them. It was like pecan pie but without the gooey stuff in the middle. Just crust and pecans. Luckily, I am the only pecan lover in the house.
I hear Sweety emerging from the shower. Must go look productive by the dishwasher.
3/11/05
Building Oy's Wardrobe
Due to my delirious sleep deprived state I just bought dog clothes on Ebay. Sweety will shit if he sees these in the mailbox. Note to self: make sure to check the mail early for the next couple of weeks. Got her a little pink hoodie and a bathrobe. These are necessities. I'd hate for her to be cold.
I'm gonna go take a nap and put this damn credit card up.
I'm gonna go take a nap and put this damn credit card up.
Spending Habits
I shouldn't go online to buy things when I'm tired. My Grandma's birthday is tomorrow so after I sent her flowers I sent my friend in TX, Elaine, something for St. Patrick's Day. I've never celebrated that day. But they were offering a discount for the second order so I HAD to do it. She will be pleased. I miss her so.
Maybe I Will Fill My Sinuses With Concrete
I think I'm getting sick again. This cannot happen. Think maybe it's my allergies. I got some allergy medicine so hopefully this will go away. I'm out of sick time already. I've been blowing something out of my head that looks like bloody Tic-Tacs. What sucks is the drainage or whatever makes my throat sore and after spending 10 hours on the phone I want to die.
I also bought some Polaroid film so I can send a picture of my new dog to my friend in Texas. I have a digital camera but I'm not too proficient with it yet. I downloaded that damn Hello program to try and post pictures here and still haven't figured out how to move the photos to my blog. Oh well.
When eating breakfast with Sylvie(5) today at the school I discovered that breakfast on Fridays is free for the kids. Woo hoo! I didn't realize that. It's nice that the one day that she wants to go eat there in the morning it's free. I still have to pay $1 for 2 pieces of butter drenched cinnamon toast. But they are good. She got to wear her shiny boots that I got her last week again today. She was excited. She's been planning on wearing them all week. There's a little cut-out on the side so you can see her leg. I got her some knee high color striped socks to wear so they show. She told me last week the first thing she did when she got to class was yank up her pants leg to show off her socks. Everyone at her table thought they were cool. That's what I'm here for. To help make my kindergartener popular.
I told my Mom that she'd get to meet her grand-dog when we come down for vacation. And I explained the name to her. Oy is from the dog that was in the Stephen King Dark Tower Series and Lenore is what I've always wanted to name a girl. Since I've decided I'm pretty sure I'm not going to reproduce I think it would be okay to give the name to my pet now. I never before wanted to name an animal Lenore cause what if I had a girl someday and she's looking through my photo album and sees some cat or dog that I had named Lenore. "Yeah honey, I named you after my dog."
Sweety wrote me the neatest love letter last night. He's good at that. I think I'm going to put all the letters and cards we've exchanged in a scrapbook or something. With my procrastination skills being what they are I should have it done by our 50th wedding anniversary.
I also bought some Polaroid film so I can send a picture of my new dog to my friend in Texas. I have a digital camera but I'm not too proficient with it yet. I downloaded that damn Hello program to try and post pictures here and still haven't figured out how to move the photos to my blog. Oh well.
When eating breakfast with Sylvie(5) today at the school I discovered that breakfast on Fridays is free for the kids. Woo hoo! I didn't realize that. It's nice that the one day that she wants to go eat there in the morning it's free. I still have to pay $1 for 2 pieces of butter drenched cinnamon toast. But they are good. She got to wear her shiny boots that I got her last week again today. She was excited. She's been planning on wearing them all week. There's a little cut-out on the side so you can see her leg. I got her some knee high color striped socks to wear so they show. She told me last week the first thing she did when she got to class was yank up her pants leg to show off her socks. Everyone at her table thought they were cool. That's what I'm here for. To help make my kindergartener popular.
I told my Mom that she'd get to meet her grand-dog when we come down for vacation. And I explained the name to her. Oy is from the dog that was in the Stephen King Dark Tower Series and Lenore is what I've always wanted to name a girl. Since I've decided I'm pretty sure I'm not going to reproduce I think it would be okay to give the name to my pet now. I never before wanted to name an animal Lenore cause what if I had a girl someday and she's looking through my photo album and sees some cat or dog that I had named Lenore. "Yeah honey, I named you after my dog."
Sweety wrote me the neatest love letter last night. He's good at that. I think I'm going to put all the letters and cards we've exchanged in a scrapbook or something. With my procrastination skills being what they are I should have it done by our 50th wedding anniversary.
3/9/05
Where Is My Tiny Cheese Grater?
Cause I need it for my eye to help relieve some of the pressure.
I was so excited last night that I couldn't sleep. Sweety swears that I was humming my happy song in my sleep. When I was getting ready this morning he said it felt like I was fixing to go to the hospital and pick a kid out. Then he pointed out the dog is costing more than it did for his children to be born. I changed the subject.
I drive 2 hours across the Ocala National Forest (carefully looking out for bears crossing the road) and then out into the middle of nowhere only to find that the dog isn't ready. I spoke to the breeder last night and she was supposed to take her to the vet at 7 a.m. to get her health certificate and she overslept. Her and her family were getting over or suffering from the flu. I know shit happens cause I almost forgot I had to get the kids from school a couple of weeks ago when I was sick. So, she's going to meet me halfway on Saturday morning. It worked out okay like this I guess. It'll give me the chance to get puppy supplies before she lands.
By the way, this dog was sooooo freaking cute. She's 10 weeks old and weighs just over a pound. She was all over me. I'm glad we haven't installed new carpet yet. Maybe we'll wait til the house training thing is over for that.
Gonna go love on stinky dog and take a nap.
I was so excited last night that I couldn't sleep. Sweety swears that I was humming my happy song in my sleep. When I was getting ready this morning he said it felt like I was fixing to go to the hospital and pick a kid out. Then he pointed out the dog is costing more than it did for his children to be born. I changed the subject.
I drive 2 hours across the Ocala National Forest (carefully looking out for bears crossing the road) and then out into the middle of nowhere only to find that the dog isn't ready. I spoke to the breeder last night and she was supposed to take her to the vet at 7 a.m. to get her health certificate and she overslept. Her and her family were getting over or suffering from the flu. I know shit happens cause I almost forgot I had to get the kids from school a couple of weeks ago when I was sick. So, she's going to meet me halfway on Saturday morning. It worked out okay like this I guess. It'll give me the chance to get puppy supplies before she lands.
By the way, this dog was sooooo freaking cute. She's 10 weeks old and weighs just over a pound. She was all over me. I'm glad we haven't installed new carpet yet. Maybe we'll wait til the house training thing is over for that.
Gonna go love on stinky dog and take a nap.
3/8/05
Really Getting a Dog!
Getting a Dog! Woo Hooooo! Hey, hey! (insert Sweety's interesting booty dance here)
She is a short haired, chocolate female and will weigh around 4 lbs. I'm going to meet her tomorrow and if all goes well will be bringing her home. She is my early birthday present from Sweety. I can't wait.
I'm going to try and think of an adequate way to express my thanks to Sweety. Maybe we will celebrate Wednesday in a hanging from the ceiling fan kinda way.
I hope Tasha likes her new sister. I've been trying to pay her lots of attention and will continue that so maybe she won't get too jealous. When we had our other dog she didn't seem to mind too much. Stinky dog is kind of like having a large, hairy pet rock. She's usually asleep 99% of the time. The only time she gets excited is when I come home and then the acrobatic show she puts on to welcome me wears her out so she goes back to sleep pretty quickly.
I think I'll go tidy up so Oy Lenore will get to see her new home without getting lost in any rubble that's laying around.
She is a short haired, chocolate female and will weigh around 4 lbs. I'm going to meet her tomorrow and if all goes well will be bringing her home. She is my early birthday present from Sweety. I can't wait.
I'm going to try and think of an adequate way to express my thanks to Sweety. Maybe we will celebrate Wednesday in a hanging from the ceiling fan kinda way.
I hope Tasha likes her new sister. I've been trying to pay her lots of attention and will continue that so maybe she won't get too jealous. When we had our other dog she didn't seem to mind too much. Stinky dog is kind of like having a large, hairy pet rock. She's usually asleep 99% of the time. The only time she gets excited is when I come home and then the acrobatic show she puts on to welcome me wears her out so she goes back to sleep pretty quickly.
I think I'll go tidy up so Oy Lenore will get to see her new home without getting lost in any rubble that's laying around.
3/7/05
Wow. That was a Bad Trip.
A thank you to the last commenter. I never thought of it that way. Sweety said he likes reading what I write. He started reading to make sure I wasn't out trolling for men but decided it was amusing for him. I've told him I don't care if he reads as long as he doesn't pick fun at me when he's done.
And as for the mildly abusive sex Saturday - he loved it, I loved it, all is good :)
And we managed to clean the blue suitcase out. He was trying to shred some of the sex toy wrappers and ended up jamming the paper shredder. We tossed out all the stuff we don't use or didn't really like to begin with. Looks like a trip to the toy megastore will be happening soon. I love that place. It's 3 stories tall. I'm like a kid in a candystore in there. Sweety gets a kick out of just following me around there.
Left work early last night so I could come home and apologize for being so pissy the day before. For once, Sweety didn't grouch that I came home early. He was glad. Him and Sylvie were still at the bowling alley when I got here so I had time to clean the house. It is so much easier to clean without 5 year old help. Sylvie is turning out to be a pretty good vacumner/duster though. Too bad she's not gonna be here next summer. She'd probably be ready to mow the lawn by then.
I brought up the suggestion to my sister that Sylvie could come back here and stay with us after the summer is over and we'd ship her back to visit her on all school holidays. She said she thinks she'll keep her. Hopefully she will have a job and a place to freaking live by the time school gets out. She still doesn't have a regular (day) job. I wish she would get a job that she could do during the day while Sylvie's in school so the kid could have a normal schedule. Sweety has offered to adopt her. He spends more time with her than I do. She helped him pick out the big screen t.v. She is so proud.
I saw the boys when I was leaving the school this morning. I didn't tell them about the t.v. Was afraid they would end up coming home "sick" to check it out. BB(10) is going to get fitted for braces today. He's very excited. He likes the idea of any type of extra ornamentation on his body. He has accepted the fact that I will be unable to produce a lanyard for him. I may get him an i.d. bracelet. He's been begging for one for the entire time I've known him. And he's getting big enough so that he takes care of his things now. Maybe it will be a gift from the Easter Bunny.
I got Sylvie this little necklace this weekend and instead of giving it to her I hung it up on the back porch door and let her find it. She thinks fairies left it for her.
Stinky dog was kind enough to regurgitate all of her food last night. I fed her when I got in and about 90 seconds later it was a nice chunky mess on the freshly vacuumed carpet. I thought about giving her some rolaids but she seems okay today.
I've blathered long enough. Perky girl should be gone from the gym by now. It will be safe for me to go there.
And as for the mildly abusive sex Saturday - he loved it, I loved it, all is good :)
And we managed to clean the blue suitcase out. He was trying to shred some of the sex toy wrappers and ended up jamming the paper shredder. We tossed out all the stuff we don't use or didn't really like to begin with. Looks like a trip to the toy megastore will be happening soon. I love that place. It's 3 stories tall. I'm like a kid in a candystore in there. Sweety gets a kick out of just following me around there.
Left work early last night so I could come home and apologize for being so pissy the day before. For once, Sweety didn't grouch that I came home early. He was glad. Him and Sylvie were still at the bowling alley when I got here so I had time to clean the house. It is so much easier to clean without 5 year old help. Sylvie is turning out to be a pretty good vacumner/duster though. Too bad she's not gonna be here next summer. She'd probably be ready to mow the lawn by then.
I brought up the suggestion to my sister that Sylvie could come back here and stay with us after the summer is over and we'd ship her back to visit her on all school holidays. She said she thinks she'll keep her. Hopefully she will have a job and a place to freaking live by the time school gets out. She still doesn't have a regular (day) job. I wish she would get a job that she could do during the day while Sylvie's in school so the kid could have a normal schedule. Sweety has offered to adopt her. He spends more time with her than I do. She helped him pick out the big screen t.v. She is so proud.
I saw the boys when I was leaving the school this morning. I didn't tell them about the t.v. Was afraid they would end up coming home "sick" to check it out. BB(10) is going to get fitted for braces today. He's very excited. He likes the idea of any type of extra ornamentation on his body. He has accepted the fact that I will be unable to produce a lanyard for him. I may get him an i.d. bracelet. He's been begging for one for the entire time I've known him. And he's getting big enough so that he takes care of his things now. Maybe it will be a gift from the Easter Bunny.
I got Sylvie this little necklace this weekend and instead of giving it to her I hung it up on the back porch door and let her find it. She thinks fairies left it for her.
Stinky dog was kind enough to regurgitate all of her food last night. I fed her when I got in and about 90 seconds later it was a nice chunky mess on the freshly vacuumed carpet. I thought about giving her some rolaids but she seems okay today.
I've blathered long enough. Perky girl should be gone from the gym by now. It will be safe for me to go there.
3/6/05
Fuckikty Fuck Fuck Fuck
I am so annoyed. Sweety likes reading my blog. He said that he wouldn't. It it embarassing to me for him to read my freshly minted thoughts. I'm trying to decide if I will change it or not. I asked him to read it a month behind and he said he'd do that. We'll see. Dork.
Would he rather I have real live friends or just blather on here? I don't think he's do well if I were to announce I were going to dinner with a buddy. That sort of thing hasn't come up, but I don't think he'd like it. Dork.
I think I'm going to tie him up and make him cry. And make him PROMISE to stay away from here.
I'm going to go open up the blue suitcase now.
Would he rather I have real live friends or just blather on here? I don't think he's do well if I were to announce I were going to dinner with a buddy. That sort of thing hasn't come up, but I don't think he'd like it. Dork.
I think I'm going to tie him up and make him cry. And make him PROMISE to stay away from here.
I'm going to go open up the blue suitcase now.
3/5/05
Ungrateful Stinky Dog
I just realized that while we were gone today that instead of sleeping in her bed she pawed part of my wonderful Korean blanket onto the floor and laid on the edge of it. Now it is infested with stinky dog hair. Thanks pooch. I'd just washed it too. I think I shall go put her in the deep freeze now. Argh.
Maybe I'll go buy her a small Korean blanket. They are so soft. I can see why she'd want to lay on it.
Maybe I'll go buy her a small Korean blanket. They are so soft. I can see why she'd want to lay on it.
I Think I'm a Suburbanite
What happened to me?
Four little years ago... (fuzz to hazy images) I went out on the weekends. My house was always tidy. I could leave a beer can out overnight. I ran around the house naked all the time. I drove a KICK ASS truck. Ahhh. How I miss my black chevy with the custom chrome wheels. The back end was lowered 2 inches over the back wheels so when you looked at it, it was even. Tinted windows. Single cab. Bench seat so I could sleep in it if necessary. All of the chevrolet emblems were removed. Just black and slick and chrome. It was the first major purchase that I made in my own name after my divorce. Sometimes I'll put in a tape and pretend that I'm driving it when it's dark. How sad is that?
Now I have a suv that seats 8 (honda pilot - we traded in my truck on my 27th birthday. i cried. no wait. i sobbed. but it was the right thing to do at the time.) I have to immediately throw away any empty alcohol containers cause someone might get up early and see them. Actually, I bury them in the bottom of the recycle bin. I have a stinky dog that I got for my stepson but it is terrified of him and looooooooves me. And today (drumroll please) we got a big screen t.v. A fucking 50 inch hdtv dlp. Whatever that is. It's like looking at a car crash. When I walk by it I'm drawn to it like a moth to a lightbulb. Sweety will probably find me dead, with my face pressed against and melted to it someday. Drawn in by it's evil powers. I've always thought big screen t.v.'s were kind of ostentatious. I mean, how much do you really need to watch? But Sweety does love it. I've only heard 3 words out of him this evening. And I don't have to squint to see anything. We went outside to the neighbors backyard and we could see it clearly thru the window. He even took a break from his viewing to mop the kitchen floor. He is such a keeper.
I guess life is good. This must be what it is like to get older. I can't believe that I'm gonna be 29. And then 30. Oh fuck. I miss being young and cute.
I think I'll go have some wine and do the reverse cowgirl later.
Four little years ago... (fuzz to hazy images) I went out on the weekends. My house was always tidy. I could leave a beer can out overnight. I ran around the house naked all the time. I drove a KICK ASS truck. Ahhh. How I miss my black chevy with the custom chrome wheels. The back end was lowered 2 inches over the back wheels so when you looked at it, it was even. Tinted windows. Single cab. Bench seat so I could sleep in it if necessary. All of the chevrolet emblems were removed. Just black and slick and chrome. It was the first major purchase that I made in my own name after my divorce. Sometimes I'll put in a tape and pretend that I'm driving it when it's dark. How sad is that?
Now I have a suv that seats 8 (honda pilot - we traded in my truck on my 27th birthday. i cried. no wait. i sobbed. but it was the right thing to do at the time.) I have to immediately throw away any empty alcohol containers cause someone might get up early and see them. Actually, I bury them in the bottom of the recycle bin. I have a stinky dog that I got for my stepson but it is terrified of him and looooooooves me. And today (drumroll please) we got a big screen t.v. A fucking 50 inch hdtv dlp. Whatever that is. It's like looking at a car crash. When I walk by it I'm drawn to it like a moth to a lightbulb. Sweety will probably find me dead, with my face pressed against and melted to it someday. Drawn in by it's evil powers. I've always thought big screen t.v.'s were kind of ostentatious. I mean, how much do you really need to watch? But Sweety does love it. I've only heard 3 words out of him this evening. And I don't have to squint to see anything. We went outside to the neighbors backyard and we could see it clearly thru the window. He even took a break from his viewing to mop the kitchen floor. He is such a keeper.
I guess life is good. This must be what it is like to get older. I can't believe that I'm gonna be 29. And then 30. Oh fuck. I miss being young and cute.
I think I'll go have some wine and do the reverse cowgirl later.
3/3/05
No More Asparagus for Me
Or if I do have some I'll have to go pee outside later. Apparently I am one of those people who after they eat asparagus, will have urine that smells like alligator piss for at least 2 days. I thought maybe I was sick and dying but was greatly relieved to find on the internet that this could be the culprit. It's only happened after the last 2 times I ate large quantities of the stuff. Usually we are not a family to comment on bathroom habits but last night Sweety was in there about 15 minutes after me and he was like 'what the hell happened in here?' I told him and he said it was something that would make a train take a dirt road. Rats. I love asparagus. I'm thinking of taking some of the pee and sprinkling it around outside to see if it will keep the neighbors cats away from my house so they'll stop terrorizing my cat and peeing in my garage.
I just realized last night that the boys are here for Easter. I had misread the calendar a couple of weeks ago and had thought they wouldn't be. I'm glad. I like playing the Easter Bunny. Last year I went and hid eggs while they were asleep and then wrote them a not from the EB. I wrote it backwards so they had to hold it up to a mirror to read it. Too bad that BB(10) now knows the truth about all seasonal characters so he'll know it's really me this year. He better not blow my cover to the little ones. The year before that my sister was over here and she distracted them while I put their baskets outside. Later BB swore that he saw the EB out of the corner of his eye. I think this is my favorite part about having kids. Getting to do fun stuff. I'm thankful that they were housebroken when I met them. I met them at good ages (4 and 7).
I can't believe that it's already time to go back to work. My "weekend" just flew by. I did not get one thing done that I'd planned on. My house is not too messy now though. Got it picked up last night and I'll bathe stinky dog today so she doesn't offend the babysitter tonight.
Sweety wants to hold of on getting a chihuahua til after our vacation in June. He wanted to know what I'd do with her. Well helllooooo! She'll fly with us. We're just going to my mom's. He thinks it's weird to take an animal places with you. I don't. The only reason stinky dog isn't going is because she's too big to carry on and during that time of year the airline won't ship dogs as checked baggage. If he knew how many places I took Chi Chi with me when she was here, he'd die. I still take Tasha out with me if I'm going somewhere and I won't have to get out of the car. I think she appreciates not being left cooped up at home alone. She can now recognize the smell of a fast food drive in. I'll roll down her window and that's the only time she wants to stick her head out of it. She's a good dog. I do love her in a grudging sort of way.
Think I'll go nap before starting my day. I can have a bowl of cereal for breakfast (or strawberry shortcake) and then lay back down for a nap while it digests. I don't know if this talent is a blessing or a curse.
I just realized last night that the boys are here for Easter. I had misread the calendar a couple of weeks ago and had thought they wouldn't be. I'm glad. I like playing the Easter Bunny. Last year I went and hid eggs while they were asleep and then wrote them a not from the EB. I wrote it backwards so they had to hold it up to a mirror to read it. Too bad that BB(10) now knows the truth about all seasonal characters so he'll know it's really me this year. He better not blow my cover to the little ones. The year before that my sister was over here and she distracted them while I put their baskets outside. Later BB swore that he saw the EB out of the corner of his eye. I think this is my favorite part about having kids. Getting to do fun stuff. I'm thankful that they were housebroken when I met them. I met them at good ages (4 and 7).
I can't believe that it's already time to go back to work. My "weekend" just flew by. I did not get one thing done that I'd planned on. My house is not too messy now though. Got it picked up last night and I'll bathe stinky dog today so she doesn't offend the babysitter tonight.
Sweety wants to hold of on getting a chihuahua til after our vacation in June. He wanted to know what I'd do with her. Well helllooooo! She'll fly with us. We're just going to my mom's. He thinks it's weird to take an animal places with you. I don't. The only reason stinky dog isn't going is because she's too big to carry on and during that time of year the airline won't ship dogs as checked baggage. If he knew how many places I took Chi Chi with me when she was here, he'd die. I still take Tasha out with me if I'm going somewhere and I won't have to get out of the car. I think she appreciates not being left cooped up at home alone. She can now recognize the smell of a fast food drive in. I'll roll down her window and that's the only time she wants to stick her head out of it. She's a good dog. I do love her in a grudging sort of way.
Think I'll go nap before starting my day. I can have a bowl of cereal for breakfast (or strawberry shortcake) and then lay back down for a nap while it digests. I don't know if this talent is a blessing or a curse.
3/1/05
Wasted Day
I don't think I got one thing accomplished today. The house looks like a fucking bomb blew up in it. I've got little arts and crafts bits strewn about the living room. But no lanyard. Maybe I'll get some sleep and give it another go tomorrow. Highly unlikely.
Didn't go exercise today. Today was the day the other half of our counter top in the kitchen was installed so I had to stay awake til they got here and went to sleep after that. The counters look nice. Now I have no excuse to not decorate the kitchen.
I'm not a good decorator. I've been here almost 4 years now and the only room I've really redone is the boys' bathroom. In the living room I've taken down all the old stuff that the EW had there but I haven't put anything new in its place. It's on my dusty to-do list. One of the problems is that we can't agree on how to decorate. In the living room right now the only stuff on the walls is this huge collage of pictures of the boys. I want to take them down and move them to a different wall an put up a big painting of Starry Night. With just a few of their pictures on the living room wall. I don't think there's anything wrong with wanting to have one room in the house that's not over taken with family photos. Maybe I am being unreasonable but I don't think so. But we can't even agree on a decorating scheme so I guess it doesn't matter.
Saw the EW at school today when I was picking up Sylvie. There was a meeting with BB's(10) teacher and she was there. I was glad to see her. My evil mind powers work better if I can look right at the person. She should be suffering from a severe headache right now. And her toddler should be shrieking in her ear as well.
I lost my temper tonight. Sylvie(5) kept shoving something in my face (while i was trying to figure out how to braid a damn lanyard) that she wanted me to do and after about the 7th time it sent me over the edge. I told her in a very over enunciated way that if she did it one more time that I would never EVER make anything for her. Why do I have to be dramatic to make a point? I'm glad that the boys are able to read the looks I give them. With one cut of my eyes they know that they are thisclose to having their heads pinched off and they will behave. I don't have Sylvie trained in that manner yet. One of the things I'm glad of is that the boys are pretty well behaved. We have always been able to go anywhere in public and not have to worry about them acting all crazy. It made stepmotherhood easier knowing that when I took them to the grocery store or wherever that they knew to mind me. If they hadn't been so good, I don't know if I would have been able to stay. We had our rough patches when I first moved here but we all seem to work well together now.
I promised the little ones that I would eat lunch with them tomorrow. This really is the last time for me til at least the last week of school. I derive no pleasure from listening to the clatter of 200 forks. It sounds like what feeding time at the zoo would be like if you gave a bunch of chimps silverware. LB(8) likes to eat outside alone with me and visit but Sylvie(5) enjoys the whole cafeteria experience. At least I only have to be inside for one lunch.
Now that I have the go ahead to dog shop I'm having a hard time. I feel bad that if I get a dog then BB won't get to get one over here. I think once I get mine settled in then I can talk Sweety into another one. I'm thinking of a shih tzu. I had one when I lived in TX and he would have been the perfect dog for BB. He was a rough little guy and loved to play catch. I told Sweety if I'd have know I was going to meet him and have a family I wouldn't have given him away. I gave him away about 6 months before I met Sweety cause I wasn't home enough and he was lonely.
Guess I'll go ignore my mess.
Didn't go exercise today. Today was the day the other half of our counter top in the kitchen was installed so I had to stay awake til they got here and went to sleep after that. The counters look nice. Now I have no excuse to not decorate the kitchen.
I'm not a good decorator. I've been here almost 4 years now and the only room I've really redone is the boys' bathroom. In the living room I've taken down all the old stuff that the EW had there but I haven't put anything new in its place. It's on my dusty to-do list. One of the problems is that we can't agree on how to decorate. In the living room right now the only stuff on the walls is this huge collage of pictures of the boys. I want to take them down and move them to a different wall an put up a big painting of Starry Night. With just a few of their pictures on the living room wall. I don't think there's anything wrong with wanting to have one room in the house that's not over taken with family photos. Maybe I am being unreasonable but I don't think so. But we can't even agree on a decorating scheme so I guess it doesn't matter.
Saw the EW at school today when I was picking up Sylvie. There was a meeting with BB's(10) teacher and she was there. I was glad to see her. My evil mind powers work better if I can look right at the person. She should be suffering from a severe headache right now. And her toddler should be shrieking in her ear as well.
I lost my temper tonight. Sylvie(5) kept shoving something in my face (while i was trying to figure out how to braid a damn lanyard) that she wanted me to do and after about the 7th time it sent me over the edge. I told her in a very over enunciated way that if she did it one more time that I would never EVER make anything for her. Why do I have to be dramatic to make a point? I'm glad that the boys are able to read the looks I give them. With one cut of my eyes they know that they are thisclose to having their heads pinched off and they will behave. I don't have Sylvie trained in that manner yet. One of the things I'm glad of is that the boys are pretty well behaved. We have always been able to go anywhere in public and not have to worry about them acting all crazy. It made stepmotherhood easier knowing that when I took them to the grocery store or wherever that they knew to mind me. If they hadn't been so good, I don't know if I would have been able to stay. We had our rough patches when I first moved here but we all seem to work well together now.
I promised the little ones that I would eat lunch with them tomorrow. This really is the last time for me til at least the last week of school. I derive no pleasure from listening to the clatter of 200 forks. It sounds like what feeding time at the zoo would be like if you gave a bunch of chimps silverware. LB(8) likes to eat outside alone with me and visit but Sylvie(5) enjoys the whole cafeteria experience. At least I only have to be inside for one lunch.
Now that I have the go ahead to dog shop I'm having a hard time. I feel bad that if I get a dog then BB won't get to get one over here. I think once I get mine settled in then I can talk Sweety into another one. I'm thinking of a shih tzu. I had one when I lived in TX and he would have been the perfect dog for BB. He was a rough little guy and loved to play catch. I told Sweety if I'd have know I was going to meet him and have a family I wouldn't have given him away. I gave him away about 6 months before I met Sweety cause I wasn't home enough and he was lonely.
Guess I'll go ignore my mess.
What Day is Today?
I got up this morning and didn't know what day it was. I was getting snacks ready for everyone and was trying to remember if I blew Sylvie's hair out after her shower last and I was freaking out because I could not remember. I was trying then to remember what nightgown she wore to bed and what secret I told her before she went to sleep. Then I felt like a total dork when I realized I couldn't remember because I was not here. My mind is fried.
This pretty much hit it on the head for me. Rarely do I take any kind of quiz where it's even close to being correct.
Most people tell me once they get to know me "Wow. I thought you were such a bitch when I first met you because you were so quiet." I love it when folks get to know you well enough to be honest. Whenever I get moved to a new group at work it takes me about 6 months to get brave enough to participate in conversation. I'm always afraid of looking stupid. Every time I've gotten to the point where I'm comfortable around some people they change the way our group is set up and put us with new people. That is probably why I've been here almost 4 years now and don't have any real girlfriends like I did in Texas. It took me 5 years to find those 3 friends. Sweety knows I gave up a lot to come here. I know I gave up a lot to come here.
I've been given the green light to start my search for my new dog. Sweety asked me if I wanted it now or for my birthday in August. Of course, I said now. I told him if I get it now maybe I'll have it potty trained by August. I can't wait. I'm going to pet it til it's bald.
I am a rubber of soft things, preferably ears. (sleeping penises are usually pretty soft too. but there's always that issue of accidentally waking it up and having to exert energy when I'm just trying to use it as a tool to get to sleep) I used to use that to help gauge if I wanted to date someone more than once. The softness of their ears and if they would let me pet them. Yeah, I was a cheap date.
I've got to try and really make a lanyard for BB(10) tonight. I'm so un-artsy/craftsy. I'm going to stop volunteering to make things. I suck at it.
And on the subject of volunteering: A heartfelt thank you to the hurricane and chaperoning gods. Due to the 3 hurricanes that creamed us this year there has been a huge decrease in the number of school field trips this year. I've only had to do one so far. With 3 kids in school, that is not very much at all. Usually by this time in the school year they've each had at least 5 or 6. Going on into my 4th year of chaperoning I realized that I'm burnt out on it. I needed the break. You can only handle busloads of screaming kids so much. And why does the snotty nosed kid in the classroom always latch on to me and want to hold my hand? I've had to suck up my fear/aggravation at having others in my space.
I shall go begin my new dog quest. Oy, here I come.
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This pretty much hit it on the head for me. Rarely do I take any kind of quiz where it's even close to being correct.
Most people tell me once they get to know me "Wow. I thought you were such a bitch when I first met you because you were so quiet." I love it when folks get to know you well enough to be honest. Whenever I get moved to a new group at work it takes me about 6 months to get brave enough to participate in conversation. I'm always afraid of looking stupid. Every time I've gotten to the point where I'm comfortable around some people they change the way our group is set up and put us with new people. That is probably why I've been here almost 4 years now and don't have any real girlfriends like I did in Texas. It took me 5 years to find those 3 friends. Sweety knows I gave up a lot to come here. I know I gave up a lot to come here.
I've been given the green light to start my search for my new dog. Sweety asked me if I wanted it now or for my birthday in August. Of course, I said now. I told him if I get it now maybe I'll have it potty trained by August. I can't wait. I'm going to pet it til it's bald.
I am a rubber of soft things, preferably ears. (sleeping penises are usually pretty soft too. but there's always that issue of accidentally waking it up and having to exert energy when I'm just trying to use it as a tool to get to sleep) I used to use that to help gauge if I wanted to date someone more than once. The softness of their ears and if they would let me pet them. Yeah, I was a cheap date.
I've got to try and really make a lanyard for BB(10) tonight. I'm so un-artsy/craftsy. I'm going to stop volunteering to make things. I suck at it.
And on the subject of volunteering: A heartfelt thank you to the hurricane and chaperoning gods. Due to the 3 hurricanes that creamed us this year there has been a huge decrease in the number of school field trips this year. I've only had to do one so far. With 3 kids in school, that is not very much at all. Usually by this time in the school year they've each had at least 5 or 6. Going on into my 4th year of chaperoning I realized that I'm burnt out on it. I needed the break. You can only handle busloads of screaming kids so much. And why does the snotty nosed kid in the classroom always latch on to me and want to hold my hand? I've had to suck up my fear/aggravation at having others in my space.
I shall go begin my new dog quest. Oy, here I come.
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