June 2012
Things done on a Saturday
Massage and mani-pedi paid for with gift certificates, so, free!
Waited for landscaper to show up.
Sat down with The Mister to talk about vacations and travel for the next year.
Made dinner reservations under the name of Mormon. Our last name begins with Mor, our friends’ last name ends with man. Who says you have to be a celebrity to have a fancy name mash-up?
Waited for the landscaper...
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Huh?
Either my fingers are playing reblog tricks on me or Tumblr is repeating my posts… I’ve had to delete at least 4 posts that showed up as repeats in the last day or so.
Has anyone else experienced this?
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Ouch
My retina became detached 3 years ago in September. The actual detachment was painless although the treatment was extremely painful and scary. The real pain reaches back to February 2003 whenI had a cerebral hemorrhage that put me in the ICU for almost four weeks. I was extremely lucky to walk out of there with minimal long range effects.
Some blood had pooled on my right optic nerve and the...
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And then you imagine a Face Time 5:00AM play-date...
Trixie, the dog: I just saw a squirrel in my front yard!
Jayne, the cat: Was he dead?
T: I'll have you know I had nothing to do with the mysterious squirrel deaths.
J: Well, the evidence is there. Two dead squirrels on your property; your obvious distain of fluffy-tailed rodents.
Gypsy, another cat: Yeah, you even look guilty. All we need to do is find the weapon.
J: Hey! This is my face time play-date. Besides, you're looking at the "weapon," it's her mouth.
T: I don't like this play-date very much.
J: Fine. Hey! I have an idea. It's 5:06 in the morning, let's wake up our people!
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I'd like to thank my boss for sending a...
He asked us to tell him what our hours are (we can choose 9-6, 8-5, 8:30-5:30). It’s because I came in a little after 9 and left at 5 yesterday.
I am an adult and if I leave a little early or come in a little late, I will make up the work.
Last night was spent mulling and stewing over this one.
Ugh
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Missives from camp
We got a quick email from The Boy and we also saw some shots of him posted on the camp website. He likes his bunk because his friend Zach brought really good music on his iPod.
We haven’t heard from The Girl, nor have we seen any pix of her. Our only assumption is that she has gone deep under cover and can only be contacted through her code name “Me Gusta Nachos.”
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What should I do?
I have the afternoon to myself and NO responsibilities.
• Adult beverages and TiVo catchup?
• Abe Lincoln Vampire Slayer?
• Shopping and cooking something great?
• Shopping and eating my feelings?
• Nap?
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True Story
Brain: Hey! Hey! *poke poke* Let's get up and watch some bad TV.
Me: Remember how tired you were all day today? Let's go back to sleep.
Stomach: Remember how you didn't eat breakfast or lunch and then you ate all the snacks 12 hours ago? That was fun. I'm hungry.
Me: Not that again. We have to remember to eat a decent breakfast so we don't get all shaky with hunger again.
Stomach: So let's have breakfast now!
Me: It's three freaking thirty in the GD morning. We are NOT having breakfast now.
Brain: Hey! Hey! *poke poke* I'm done sleeping now.
Me: No, please. Let's go back to bed. We have a busy day tomorrow.
Bladder: I am full now. Please get up and empty me.
Me: [small voice] oh, all right
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We are four bulbs short of a six pack
We had a short power outage from the storm, no more than 3 minutes. The Mister heads out to the breezeway and asks if we have any fridge light bulbs because it’s blown.
Then The Boy goes into his room and asks if we have any more daytime heat bulbs for the Spikes’ tank because that has blown.
Next, I notice that the dining room light won’t turn on. The fancy halogen had blown...
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Fivers
1. I was in a big meeting with lots of mucky-mucks and my pen somehow slipped down my cleavage and landed in my lap. I then had to fish it out from underneath my blouse. Mad pen ninja skills, yo.
2. My friend and neighbor offered to take my kids to an end of the year pool party along with her kids so that my kids didn’t have to wait until I got out of work to drive them. Mad mothering...
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Watching a PBS show about Oscar Hammerstein
I’ve finally figured out how to alienate my kids.
BRB, gotta make room on the shelf for my Mother of the Year Award.
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Mini work rant (TL DR)
Boss had assigned a project to the Trouble Maker over two weeks ago. I knew about this because he asked me to confirm whether a file was good or not before passing it to her (he doesn’t have a Mac or the software to look at the file). At the time I told him I would take the project on since I could knock it out in an afternoon. He said that I had too much on my plate and that she should be...