School is finally open here today, and of course DD has developed an awful cold since yesterday morning I'm teleworking while the sitter is here, but I'm going to have to go out and run some errands this morning or something. I HAVE to get out of the house.
The Londoner's post this morning about the monkey shrine and feeding and petting monekeys has me all squicked out. I kept waiting for the monkeys to eat her face or something.
I don't wanna work. I just want to bang on the drum all day.
Haha, a local radio station always played this at 6:30 on Friday mornings when I was in middle/high school, so it was always the song I woke up to on Fridays. It makes me feel all "yay, weekend!" Except it's only Wednesday. Whomp whomp.
Snow day #3. Forrest is hanging out at my mom's today, which is probably a good thing for both of them.
One of the side effects I have from my anxiety medicine is that there's always a song playing in my head. Always. I thought it was going to drive me crazy at first, but I've gotten used to it. The only problem is that I have little/no control over what song it is. This morning it's "The Humpty Dance" by Digital Underground. YWIA.
I got a random fb msg yesterday from a woman who lives in my town. She knows someone I ride the train with and heard what happened this weekend. She lives on that street and their security cameras catch road traffic. She offered to look through for plate information. So very kind and thoughtful of her.
Post by ProfessorArtNerd on Mar 5, 2014 7:45:10 GMT -5
I keep forgetting that I still have to go to class at the university today. Only the community college is on spring break this week. Additionally,I keep forgetting that the university's spring break isn't til the week after next. I have a whole week of both schools next week, ohhhhhhh the humanity!
I left both my purse and Lucy's coat in my dad's car yesterday, and he works really far away, so that I can't go and get it. I sent her to school in a really heavy, faux-Northface fleece but I still feel like an asshole. And I can't go to Sam's club today, either. Shit!
Last Wednesday practice of the year for cheer. Thank. God. But in a crazy way, I can't wait for next year to start. Masochist.
Post by laceylaplante on Mar 5, 2014 7:48:06 GMT -5
I got on the scale and was pissed off this morning. I miss feeling good about myself. It will really only take about 8lbs for me to be satisfied again, but damn, I feel gross today.
The rescue bird is settling in nicely. He is over 25 years old, which is considered damn near ancient for a cockatiel, but he is in the other room happily chirping away!
I feel exhausted this morning. And not because I was being productive or working late last night but because I was binge watching Dallas on Netflix. I can't watch just one episode when they all end in a cliffhanger!
And even though it's only Weds morning, I've already clocked in 30 hours this week. My motivation level is quickly dropping. At least it's my Thursday!
I just ordered the catalog online. DS loves to look at legos online, this is perfect and will limit his screen time.
Thanks!
I should have warned you. Kevin insists that I read the descriptions of the sets to him (even if he doesn't know what it means)...."this set is five inches long, eight inches high and twelve inches deep and has 7 mini figures. Look out for the realistic drawbridge and rotating cannons in this highly detailed set. Who will win the epic battle of good versus evil in this epic Lego battle? Only you can decide!" Ooommmgggg. He will sit and look at it alone for a long time but he just loves if I read the descriptions. I have, however, found no better entertainment for him in restaurants than a Lego catalog.
This is a good warning, thank you! Max loves to watch these Youtube videos about some guy reviewing all of the sets. He told me that's what he wants to do when he grows up. LOL.
Also, he's taken to mixing sets and creating his own "scenes" which is great, but then I get to listen to him give a "review" of his homemade set that is a mix of a firetruck and a submarine for like 20 minutes. It's adorable though.
DH surprised me and bought me a new laptop yesterday. My other one crapped out in December and I haven't been able to use the Photoshop software I got for Christmas.
I should have warned you. Kevin insists that I read the descriptions of the sets to him (even if he doesn't know what it means)...."this set is five inches long, eight inches high and twelve inches deep and has 7 mini figures. Look out for the realistic drawbridge and rotating cannons in this highly detailed set. Who will win the epic battle of good versus evil in this epic Lego battle? Only you can decide!" Ooommmgggg. He will sit and look at it alone for a long time but he just loves if I read the descriptions. I have, however, found no better entertainment for him in restaurants than a Lego catalog.
This is a good warning, thank you! Max loves to watch these Youtube videos about some guy reviewing all of the sets. He told me that's what he wants to do when he grows up.
This is a good warning, thank you! Max loves to watch these Youtube videos about some guy reviewing all of the sets. He told me that's what he wants to do when he grows up.
A friend is in the hospital with congestive heart failure. The whole thing is crazy random.
Apparently he got a virus that started attacked his heart muscles, had what the doctors are calling a silent heart attack and is having a stint put in today.
My bff (his girlfriend) is beside herself.
H and I are going to bring them some take out dinner tonight since friend said the hospital food (of course) sucks balls.
I don't wanna work. I just want to bang on the drum all day.
Haha, a local radio station always played this at 6:30 on Friday mornings when I was in middle/high school, so it was always the song I woke up to on Fridays. It makes me feel all "yay, weekend!" Except it's only Wednesday. Whomp whomp.
I used to listen to a station that did that along with a Primal Scream. It was awesome.
My H is such a nasty mouth breather during the night and it's gotten worse the last few weeks. I end up sleeping on the couch because it's so loud. Annoyed.
ETA: This is my first Lent as a high church heathen and I'm really looking forward to it.
MIL called H last night just to tell him how 'disappointed' she was that we didn't come over this past weekend to cheer his sister up and give her support because she got her wisdom teeth out.
Uh?
We didn't even know she had her wisdom teeth out. We don't read minds. I don't understand this lady.
I have been up with M since 3. She started crying and when I checked on her, she was soaking wet like a fever had broken or something. She was fine before bed and seems fine now. What do I do? Send her to school or keep her home? Lol. I don't know! Gah.
My kid woke up at 2:50 am, and has yet to go back to sleep (it's 9:31 am). She drifts off, but then wakes up with gas pain, despite the ovol and gripe water.
I want to punch jillaroo or whatever the hell her name is in the throat.
I have been up with M since 3. She started crying and when I checked on her, she was soaking wet like a fever had broken or something. She was fine before bed and seems fine now. What do I do? Send her to school or keep her home? Lol. I don't know! Gah.
Coming from a mom who has also been up since 3 am, SCHOOL! lol
I don't wanna work. I just want to bang on the drum all day.
Haha, a local radio station always played this at 6:30 on Friday mornings when I was in middle/high school, so it was always the song I woke up to on Fridays. It makes me feel all "yay, weekend!" Except it's only Wednesday. Whomp whomp.
ME TOO lol flashback! I was in WI. Where were you?
The 'littles' are home sick together today and I also happen to have a chest cold and fever. I need to sleep this shit off and im a referee today instead.
I am upset about a psychiatric appt for Ev yesterday. Diagnosed ocd/anxiety/AND "inattentive" ADD. Does anyone know about this? I am certainly familiar with ocd and anxiety - apple didn't fall far. However, I always associated ADD with hyper activity. But she is so calm and well behaved. Spaced out and painnnnnfully slow to respond to things etc. Looking at setting up an iep for next year. sigh. I've been so focused on ian for the past year; I think I'm in shock. But I shouldn't be.