I couldn't help myself and had to respond to one of H's conservative relatives about DOMA. Her whole argument was about how the courts are overruling the will of the people and I tried to point out that the will of the people cant strip a certain group of people of their rights. The rights of the individual supersede that of bigoted voters.
She didn't really respond, but a friend if hers (who is way more vocal) did with "You're wrong, but it will take a while for you to figure it out : )"
I still don't know how I'm going to handle two kids on my own. Tomorrow is the first day H is working and Henry isn't at daycare. My mom is coming, but won't get here until closer to lunchtime.
I have been running around like a mad woman for the last few weeks, I am hoping that things slow down soon. There is very little inventory for housing in our new city and I am envisioning me, H and our 2 dogs in my one bed temp housing. This will not end well for anyone.
My wedding rings are stuck. They've been feeling a bit snug recently, but I woke up at 4 this morning to go to the bathroom and realized they were tight to the point I'm uncomfortable and I can't get them off. I've been googling like mad looking for suggestions, but nothing has worked so far. I'm probably making it worse, so I think I'll lay off a bit. It's very weird, because none of the other rings I wear all the time fit any more snugly, they're all slipping off just fine (proof that my ring shrank, not that my finger got fat, right?). Amd of course, my husband was just talking this week about needing to get his ring re-sized because it's practically falling off.
I am wide awake and it's 4:45. I have a cold and I can't sleep and yesterday felt like the longest day ever. The only thing holding me together is that today G goes to daycare, and I just have to make it to 8:30 when I can drop her off and then sleep will me mine.
My wedding rings are stuck. They've been feeling a bit snug recently, but I woke up at 4 this morning to go to the bathroom and realized they were tight to the point I'm uncomfortable and I can't get them off. I've been googling like mad looking for suggestions, but nothing has worked so far. I'm probably making it worse, so I think I'll lay off a bit. It's very weird, because none of the other rings I wear all the time fit any more snugly, they're all slipping off just fine (proof that my ring shrank, not that my finger got fat, right?). Amd of course, my husband was just talking this week about needing to get his ring re-sized because it's practically falling off.
I am doing a play date at the pool today. I need to shave before this happens.
I want to be asleep. But dd woke me up. I put her in bed with me thinking maybe she would fall back asleep. Nope. Just cooed and pulled on my face. It was cute. But now im tired. It's my day off kid. Sleep.
We dropped SIL off at the aiport this morning and I'm so excited to go home to no houseguests this afternoon. I kind of feel like a bitch for feeling this way, because I like her, she was a huge help with the kids while she was here, etc., but having "extra" people around all the time and having the routine even slightly disrupted gives me a constant low-level anxiety that gets stressful after a week.
I'm pleasantly surprised that my FB feed has been completely devoid of complaints about the DOMA/Prop 8 rulings, and lots of support for Wendy Davis. Either I have all non-douchey friends, or I've successfully hidden the ones that are.
Today would have been my parents 49th anniversary (dad died last year).
My mom is throwing a bourbon slush pool party with a bunch of her women friends. She is 77. God love her. I know she misses dad but I'm glad she's going to get drunk with a bunch of old ladies instead of feeling sad.
I'm excited for my weekend! Tonight I pack. I was unsuccessful in my efforts to find a bathing suit that covers my jelly belly and doesn't look like a Mom Suit, so I guess I'm just going to bring the Mom Suit to the Cosmopolitan LOL. Oh well.
Today would have been my parents 49th anniversary (dad died last year).
My mom is throwing a bourbon slush pool party with a bunch of her women friends. She is 77. God love her. I know she misses dad but I'm glad she's going to get drunk with a bunch of old ladies instead of feeling sad.
Post by Jalapeñomel on Jun 27, 2013 7:27:49 GMT -5
Miranda and Stray Jones leave for Iowa today, and I'm a basket case. I wish I could be there when they pick them up for the airport, but I know it's much better that I am not. They don't need me adding to the stress. Safe travels pups!
We got a new water heater yesterday and apparently our apartment complex doesn't know what to do with the old one so it's chillin' in front of our apartment. We're so klassy.
DH worked late last night and sent me a text at 7:30 that said "Half way there". I assumed he meant half way home. He did not. Several hours and passive aggressive texts later, he waltzed in at 11:30 and I wouldn't even speak to him, I was fuming. He explained this morning that he mean "half done the job". I feel like a tool. Holy overreaction. Can I blame my impending period?
Okay did you guys get more emotional in mid to late 20s? In the past few years (starting probably ~23/24) I notice that freakin EVERYTHING makes me cry. Commercials, etc. I've never been pregnant, and it is not just around my period.
Example: Today I was flipping through the channels and started watching Baby Story on TLC. One of the pregnant woman's older daughters came to visit at the hospital before she gave birth. She said, "Mommy, can I snuggle with you?" and I started crying. WTF? Emotions are not always child related, just an example from today.
Uh, also, I'm side eying the hell out of my uterus right now because, damn, I should have started my period by now. I'm not really that late, but this needs to hurry up and get here
Okay did you guys get more emotional in mid to late 20s? In the past few years (starting probably ~23/24) I notice that freakin EVERYTHING makes me cry. Commercials, etc. I've never been pregnant, and it is not just around my period.
Example: Today I was flipping through the channels and started watching Baby Story on TLC. One of the pregnant woman's older daughters came to visit at the hospital before she gave birth. She said, "Mommy, can I snuggle with you?" and I started crying. WTF? Emotions are not always child related, just an example from today.
I've always been this way, but yes, it seems to get worse every year.
Today is Mud Day at daycare, the kids are supposed to wear crappy clothes and they play in mud I guess. For the babies, they use pudding. They're going to strip my baby down to a swimmy diaper and let him slosh around in pudding. WHY do I have to work at a stupid job, I want to take 1000 pictures of this.
Babies aren't supposed to eat stuff like pudding though, right? Eh, they do it every year so I guess it's fine but that thought crossed my mind for a second.
Okay did you guys get more emotional in mid to late 20s? In the past few years (starting probably ~23/24) I notice that freakin EVERYTHING makes me cry. Commercials, etc. I've never been pregnant, and it is not just around my period.
Example: Today I was flipping through the channels and started watching Baby Story on TLC. One of the pregnant woman's older daughters came to visit at the hospital before she gave birth. She said, "Mommy, can I snuggle with you?" and I started crying. WTF? Emotions are not always child related, just an example from today.
I've always been this way, but yes, it seems to get worse every year.
Okay, I'm glad it's not just me! I wasn't super emotional, but not emotionless. I totally cried during My Girl when I was younger, but never commercials or songs or w/e.
H and I have made a habit of going clothes shopping on Thursday nights (building our summer wardrobes) and I've come to really look forward to it every week.