I have posts that go nowhere, so why not make a weekly habit of it? "Friday's Stream of Consciousness." I'm sure it will be both educational and a nail bitter...
First; a little story: I kick butt today. This morning, I kept the house clean for our video tour woman to come over to photograph our home (for the MLS listing). This heroic feat was accomplished with little drama, no yelling, and zero stress. After she left, I started whipping up a zucchini bread to bring to a friend's house who is having us over for lunch. No problem. I'm such a calm, serene, organized domestic diva today. My husband called and I couldn't resist bragging about myself. "I'm so on top of things this morning. It's GREAT!" To which he said something supportive like "Well, we'll see what you're saying at 6 pm tonight." Have I mentioned how much I love him? I'm going to prove him wrong, even if it kills me...
I really love Play Do. Why do parents hate it so much? Squishing it is very soothing. And I like the smell too. And, I don't find it to be messy which is the chief parental complaint- Is it really that messy? Whatever, I dig it.
It amazes me that CB cannot buckle in her seat belt, open a ziplock bag, put on her own shoes, or dress herself, but she can manage to undo and remove her scoliosis brace in a flash. It's also amazing that my husband doesn't know where we keep anything in the house despite that fact that he too has lived here for 4 years...
I have this phantom itchy elbow that is driving me insane.
I literally have holes in every pair of socks I own right now. Plus, a hole in the toe of my cherished Uggs. Do I have some kind of freak dagger toes? Seriously, these things are the Ginzu knives of toe-ness. I think a pedicure is in order.
I'm annoyed that I for some reason can't upload my images into this post. What is going on? There goes my next thought which involed a picture of Tink on her laptop. I have no business operating a blog. I don't know diddly about computers.
By the way, it's 5:03 and I haven't yelled at my girls ONCE all day! Eye rolled, used sarcasm, and sent Pink into "Time Out" twice, but no yelling. This is monumental.
Back to work and a refill on coffee...
Friday, March 13, 2009
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3 comments:
lol, that's all i can say, you write like i think!!
Hilarious about the brace. Little Houdini (botched spelling).
Thanks, we were a little surprised...My trainer ahh, yes, he's no wear near as handsome as my husband, but can you imagine huffing and puffing around this guy...at first I was trying to be cute, then during the 5th workout I ripped one doing a sit up!!..I thought "who am I foolin' I'm 35 with a husband and 2 kids, I'm way over weight, sweating like I'm in hell..and I'm PAYING this man!! PLEASE.." So I unclenched my stomach muscles (as apparently my butt muscles gave out on me), put my hair up in a ponytail and got to work!
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