1)I got a pedicure last week and ended up getting an ingrown toe nail and an infection from it. Doing clinicals yesterday with it sucked. For a little tiny toe infection, it is a lot of freaking pain. Now I'm sitting in a warm foot soak. Hopefully it helps.
2) I tried to get some shopping done today, but EVERYWHERE was packed. I guess it was because it is the first weekend after school started but good Jesus it was terrible!
3) I really really just want to be a nurse already. All this school stuff is wearing me out.
1) We aren't watching a movie. We're watching Dinosaurs. I'm kinda upset
2) I love ring pops and candy. I have two large suckers from the shower yesterday.
3) I got some horrible motion sickness yesterday. When I went to bed and laid down, I felt sick to my stomach. I had to take some homeopathic medicine and NyQuil. I finally slept.
My cat is obsessed with paper. If there's a magazine or papers on the couch, she lays on them. If we leave newspaper on the floor, she burrows into them. I can't figure out why, but she will rub herself all over any available paper. She also go into H's "mancave" and scatter any papers in her reach all over the room. It's hysterical.
1. I made MH go get me a frosty because I saw a DIY recipe on pinterest. He didn't want too, but then I not-so-subtley reminded him that if not for me, he wouldn't have a new battery in his car. Because he doesn't know how to change them.
2. My classes are so stupid this semester. I feel like I should just be able to phone it in or something. I mean, fuck. I am done, and so over being in school.
3. I told Alissa that I had class until 8:45pm tomorrow night and wouldn't see her (it's her 8th birthday tomorrow). She said "it's ok mom, I already got my presents."
1) I miss my Gram. last week marked four years since she passed and it still hurts. This may be silly, but I pray to her to look after me and my girls and I think she does. I just feel it.
2) C starts school tomorrow and I have no idea what she should wear. I have her lunch all packed and I can't believe that she is already going to school. :-(
I haven't felt good all day. Stoopid headache and stomach ache.
I made Cream of Asparagus soup and hot ham n cheese sandwichs for dinner for H and I. I wasn't sure it woud sit well in my stomach, but so far, things have calmed down quite a bit.
I don't want to go to work tomorrow. There's not alot to do around the office, noone wants to cross-train me for fear of losing their job. This means I'll likely be laid off by the end of the month.
I went to the doctor yesterday for a sore neck/shoulder muscle and she gave me muscle relaxers. I've been a zombie all weekend. My neck doesn't feel much better but I took a 2 hour nap yesterday and then slept 12 hours last night. I'm trying to force myself to stay up till 9.
Boo about the toe infection! THat sucks, especially doing clinicals. I hope it clears up soon.
My random (do not laugh): I'm going to needlepoint some coasters. SHUT UP. We have new end tables that we love, and the only coasters we have are soapstone. Which would be fine, if Elizabeth wasn't obsessed with slamming them down over and over onto the tables. I want them to be absorbent but not hard/damaging to the table. So I'm going to make some like these:
but with brown, cream, dark red, and maize as the colors.
My H gets SO pissed off and worked up when the Seahawks lose (like they did today). I've known him for 5 years now and I still don't get it. It's a game, not life and death. They still get paid a ton of money even if they lose. Sure you can be disappointed but he was so upset he did an angry yell thing and left our friend's apartment before I had my shoes on and was waiting with the car running when I got there a minute later. He was silent in the car on the way home and is only being passively his normal self because I told him before the game that we still had stuff to do tonight and I needed him to suck it up no matter how they did.
I was a hosebeast to H all day. We are entering into the " I am resentful of you just because" era of baby parenthood. Which means it is time for me to start thinking about my exit strategy with nursing. The same thing happened with Jack and I became much happier when I weaned. First step get Leo the little stinker to take a bottle at home. He is a pro at daycare so I just need to get tough at home. Otherwise mom might need to take a little visit to the looney bin lol.
Post by pittsmcgee on Sept 9, 2012 21:03:13 GMT -5
1. I have been cooking ALL DAY. I'm exhausted. 2. My dinner was delicious, I'm a keeper. 3. I want to get laid AT NIGHT for once tonight, but sadly I don't think it's in the cards. I'm over the morning, dragon breath quickies
I was napping in the living room when I woke up choking/unable to breathe. Instead of being concerned H was in hysterics because, according to him, the cause of this was the dog letting out a series of particular foul farts right next to my head.
I am more excited that I should be that the Halloween oreos are in stores.
I'm feeling tired and grumpy but I just can't make myself go to bed. H says I'm like a toddler at bedtime, just refusing to go and then getting all overtired. I really should just get off the couch and go to sleep, I think I'm in for another rough night with croup.
H and I have been taking turns with the baby in the middle of the night this week. She usually sleeps all night but the coughing wakes her up several times. She has decided though that I'm the only person who can put her back to sleep, especially at 4am. This secretly thrills and exhausts me.
I'm kind of excited about fall. And I think I'm looking forward to going back to work in Nov. I need something more stimulating to do during the day, and I think C is ready for more programming. She's going to do so well in daycare.
1. I have been cooking ALL DAY. I'm exhausted. 2. My dinner was delicious, I'm a keeper. 3. I want to get laid AT NIGHT for once tonight, but sadly I don't think it's in the cards. I'm over the morning, dragon breath quickies
I much prefer night sex, too. H likes morning sex. Ugh noooo bad breath and sunlight are not sexy.
My cat is obsessed with paper. If there's a magazine or papers on the couch, she lays on them. If we leave newspaper on the floor, she burrows into them. I can't figure out why, but she will rub herself all over any available paper. She also go into H's "mancave" and scatter any papers in her reach all over the room. It's hysterical.
Cats are so weird. My cat tried to fit his 20 lb ass into a small MC D's bag the other night. He literally kept trying then gave up then he finally just plopped down on it. He also loves my purse and shoes.
I returned the pretty dress I bought on a whim last month that was too long. And then I bought a whole new outfit for less than what the dress cost. Including Born boots that fit over my massive man calves! I can't wait for cooler weather so I can wear it and some of the other new fall clothes I've bought.
I finally lost another 1.5 pounds after a month-long plateau. 46 total now!
Damn you to whoever talked about the cinnastack pancakes at ihop yesterday. And thank you. They were delish. I split an order with my mom.
Three of my best girlfriends and I are planning a dinner out and sleepover for a few weekends from now. I know we are too old for a slumber party but we like to get our drink on when we are together and I could use some girl time.
It smells like fall and Halloween outside, I love it.
1. I have been cooking ALL DAY. I'm exhausted. 2. My dinner was delicious, I'm a keeper. 3. I want to get laid AT NIGHT for once tonight, but sadly I don't think it's in the cards. I'm over the morning, dragon breath quickies
I much prefer night sex, too. H likes morning sex. Ugh noooo bad breath and sunlight are not sexy.
I mean, I want to take my time and actually give him a beej and stuff. But I'm sure we will just go to sleep. As usual
Post by snatchparade on Sept 9, 2012 21:28:43 GMT -5
I went out with some girlfriends to watch the football game today and had a couple too many IPAs. I came home and passed out. I think I'm hungover at 9pm.
When I woke up from said nap I saw the waffles post and started craving waffles. I don't have a waffle maker so I had to settle for pancakes. Not the same.
I'm watching Married to Jonas now and Kevin wears weird tank tops in every scene.
I told H about my plan and he was like "oh, cool!" And I was like "really?"
But i bought the stuff anyways, so I'm going to give it a go. My grandma made Christmas ones waaaaay back when that I absolutely love. They're totally tacky and gooofy, but they are near and dear to my heart, so if anyone hates on my needlepoint coasters, all I can say is YOU DON"T KNOW ME!
My cat is obsessed with paper. If there's a magazine or papers on the couch, she lays on them. If we leave newspaper on the floor, she burrows into them. I can't figure out why, but she will rub herself all over any available paper. She also go into H's "mancave" and scatter any papers in her reach all over the room. It's hysterical.
My cats love boxes. We went to Costco today and came home with some large cardboard boxes. They have selected on as a bed. It is adorable, although annoying as I will now feel bad about taking their new bed away from them and will have a cardboard box on the floor of my living room for weeks now.
ETA: DH's soccer team won their first game today and he is in a jubilant mood. This means I will probably get some good nooky tonight.
Post by mkesweetie on Sept 9, 2012 21:37:28 GMT -5
My cat loves pens. Leave a pen anywhere, and it's a sure thing she's going to find it and attack it.
srgw - I have no advice about your H, but I would not be putting up with that shit. Like, seriously. Time for a big talk. Storming out w/o you and waiting in the car? Hell-to-the-no. His ass would be sleeping on the couch until he gained some perspective and apologized. Like he meant it.
I keep seeing this commercial for a Galaxy phone where you "automatically get all your friends photos as soon as they take them!" and all I can think is that that sounds like a very big accident just waiting to happen.
I went to a French cooking class with some girlfriends last night. I brought extras home for H, including chocolate mousse. He didn't eat the mousse last night and today he's OOT...I just ate it all. You snooze, you lose, H!
I am having a bit of trouble with my high school boys. They've started to do this fake hit on me thing during meetings and even though I do what I can to discourage it, it continues. It just makes shit worse with my supervisor. I may need to have a heart to heart with them.
I just folded 3 laundry baskets full of clothes. I hate laundry so damn much. I need a laundry fairy.
I'm kind of wondering what my problem is. When I put Sofia to bed, I usually come down stairs to my H's ass parked in front of the computer, dishes still in the sink, etc. when he puts her to bed ( like tonight) I clean up the kitchen, make his lunch, wash the floor on my god damn hands and knees, feed the dogs, start a load of laundry, and fold laundry. Why can't I just be a lazy ass like him? I just feel guilty if he's struggling with getting her to bed and I'm sitting here gbcning or whatever. He doesn't have this guilt problem. Jerkface.
I want cooler weather, dammit. I'm sick of it being in the 80s and somewhat humid. I love wearing sweaters and boots. Autumn is my favorite season and I really do miss out on it living in So Cal.