Another Monday, another installment of Not Me Monday (thanks again to my girl Cammie!). Let's see what I did NOT do this week.
I did NOT spend every minute of every lunch hour for the past 6 working days reading Twilight. I also did NOT neglect to go to the bank today or call the insurance company about a bogus bill, because of said reading.
I did NOT start getting all obsess-y and breathy teenager-like the further I read into Twilight.
I did NOT spend 95% of my day today at work trying to figure out why the GD printer would not print in color. And my boss did NOT give me $2 for figuring out the problem that's been driving him insane for 2 months.
I did NOT waste one pound of chicken and one pound of ground beef on a crockpot that burns things completely or leaves them raw on the inside and burnt on the outside.
I did NOT forget to measure my food or count points at all since, oh, about last Thursday. I also did NOT skip a meeting to take dear Lauren to a roller skating party.
Lastly, I did NOT spend $13 to strap on roller skates at said party, only to nearly bust my ass a hundred times. Because it has NOT been 15 years since I last roller skated.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Random Thoughts For Your Saturday Night.
-My house is so quiet, it's lovely. Jason is in bed sick (I'll be spending night #2 on the couch...no need for MORE germs, thankyouverymuch). Lauren and Christopher are sleeping soundly in their own beds. All I hear is the hum of the baby monitor next to me and the faint sound of the TV in the bedroom.
-Since my house is so quiet, I should probably be folding laundry, and washing more loads. Nope. I've got the first load sitting next to me for hours. Why does it always take me two effing days to do laundry? Jason gets it all done in one afternoon. Oh yeah, he does it without simultaneously taking care of children and burning dinner in the crockpot.
-Speaking of the GDMF crockpot. I want to go all Office Space on it's ass. I don't have a baseball bat, but I'm thinking one of Jason's fancy golf clubs will do. How am I the only person on earth to completely ruin not one but two dinners in less than a week? Dinner #1 - burnt to a crisp. Dinner #2 - not finished cooking in the time noted in the recipe. Kept cooking only to have it turn to soup in the middle and burnt black around the sides and bottom. I swear, the focking thing is BROKEN. And of course, where is the box? In some land fill somewhere. I never throw out boxes till after I've used the thing, but this time I did in the interest of de-cluttering. Mother focker.
-Took Lauren to a roller skating birthday party today. Promised her I'd skate, thinking adult skate rental was included like it was at the last party. Not so much. Focking $13 for FULL admission and skate rental. What a ripoff. And holy hell, skating? Not as easy as I remembered.
-Stupid weathermen. We were supposed to get a lovely, enough-to-make-a-snowman snowstorm today. The original forecast was 3-6", then 5-7". By this morning it was down to 1-3" turning to rain. If we even got 1", I'd be surprised. Poor Lauren will never get to build a snowman at the rate we're going.
-My house is a petri dish. It's a wonder Lauren and Christopher aren't sick (watch me as I furiously knock on wood). Jason has a nasty stomach bug/food poisoning, up puking since last night. I've got a nasty upper respiratory infection. It's a germ fest in my house.
-February 6th. I'm so excited for this weekend! All of my very best friends, plus a few more ;), will be in the same spot for a weekend of laughing, crying, and oh yes, drinking. I could not be more excited. More furious wood knocking as I hope with all my might that no one in my house is puking, and that there is no snow to be found that weekend.
Wow, I do like to talk, don't I?
-Since my house is so quiet, I should probably be folding laundry, and washing more loads. Nope. I've got the first load sitting next to me for hours. Why does it always take me two effing days to do laundry? Jason gets it all done in one afternoon. Oh yeah, he does it without simultaneously taking care of children and burning dinner in the crockpot.
-Speaking of the GDMF crockpot. I want to go all Office Space on it's ass. I don't have a baseball bat, but I'm thinking one of Jason's fancy golf clubs will do. How am I the only person on earth to completely ruin not one but two dinners in less than a week? Dinner #1 - burnt to a crisp. Dinner #2 - not finished cooking in the time noted in the recipe. Kept cooking only to have it turn to soup in the middle and burnt black around the sides and bottom. I swear, the focking thing is BROKEN. And of course, where is the box? In some land fill somewhere. I never throw out boxes till after I've used the thing, but this time I did in the interest of de-cluttering. Mother focker.
-Took Lauren to a roller skating birthday party today. Promised her I'd skate, thinking adult skate rental was included like it was at the last party. Not so much. Focking $13 for FULL admission and skate rental. What a ripoff. And holy hell, skating? Not as easy as I remembered.
-Stupid weathermen. We were supposed to get a lovely, enough-to-make-a-snowman snowstorm today. The original forecast was 3-6", then 5-7". By this morning it was down to 1-3" turning to rain. If we even got 1", I'd be surprised. Poor Lauren will never get to build a snowman at the rate we're going.
-My house is a petri dish. It's a wonder Lauren and Christopher aren't sick (watch me as I furiously knock on wood). Jason has a nasty stomach bug/food poisoning, up puking since last night. I've got a nasty upper respiratory infection. It's a germ fest in my house.
-February 6th. I'm so excited for this weekend! All of my very best friends, plus a few more ;), will be in the same spot for a weekend of laughing, crying, and oh yes, drinking. I could not be more excited. More furious wood knocking as I hope with all my might that no one in my house is puking, and that there is no snow to be found that weekend.
Wow, I do like to talk, don't I?
Monday, January 5, 2009
My First Day Back At Work.
Today was my first day back at work after 3 months of maternity leave. It was interesting to say the least. Where do I begin?
Christopher woke up at 4:30 for a bottle, but didn't really fall back asleep until almost 5:30 - you know, right when I have to get up. I managed to get myself up, showered, and hair done before 7am, when it was time to wake up both kids. I thought I was making good time.
Then 7am came. All hell broke loose and it was pure chaos from then until 8:15 when we had to be out the door. Poor Christopher was not a happy camper since he was woken up a good hour before he normally would have woken up. At first he was OK, but after about half an hour the screaming began, and I was trying to calm him down while trying to make sure Lauren's teeth were brushed, hair combed, etc. Crying baby = stress.
We managed to get out the door on time, thankfully. But of course, as soon as I pulled out of the driveway, I realized I'd forgotten to give Christopher his medication. Oops. Luckily I had time to come back home after dropping Lauren off. Once she was dropped off, I felt like I could relax, knowing that I had a good hour before I had to be at work. I gave Christopher his medication, and we made our way to daycare. Poor Christopher wasn't a happy boy. I'm glad I had time to sit with him, and I'm glad he was awake when we got there. I'd have felt bad if I left him in a new place without me, so he could wake up and be like "what the hell?" I was able to feed him, swaddle him and rock him to sleep before I left.
I got to work with plenty of time to spare (note to self - spend more time at daycare!). I got myself settled, which pretty much took all morning. They gave me a brand new computer, which would normally rock. But I focking HATE this thing. All the stuff I had saved on my old desktop - gone. I had to go track it all down and make new shortcuts. Stuff is still missing. Grr. It's a widescreen monitor and the resolution was too high or something - teeeeny tiny print I squinted at all day. It was after 3 before I finally figured out how to get it readable. And I HATE the newer version of MS Office running on this machine. Nothing is where it's supposed to be.
I called at noon to check on Christopher. He didn't nap much, which was to be expected since belly sleeping isn't allowed. He didn't eat all that much either, mainly because he fell asleep one ounce into his 2nd bottle. Overall I suppose it wasn't bad, and he doesn't seem mad at me for ditching him. He is the youngest in his class, there's only one other kid that's remotely close to him in age. All the others are walking one year olds!
Come home to find out that my very first foray into crockpot cooking was a complete bust. To quote Lauren, it smelled like skunk in here. I swear, I followed the directions exactly, but apparently the cooking time was off because the thing was Burnt. To. A. Crisp. 4 hours later and the house still reeks. And the stupid crockpot doesn't have a shutoff timer. Ick. Ellios pizza for one, please!
Let's hope the rest of the week goes better!
Christopher woke up at 4:30 for a bottle, but didn't really fall back asleep until almost 5:30 - you know, right when I have to get up. I managed to get myself up, showered, and hair done before 7am, when it was time to wake up both kids. I thought I was making good time.
Then 7am came. All hell broke loose and it was pure chaos from then until 8:15 when we had to be out the door. Poor Christopher was not a happy camper since he was woken up a good hour before he normally would have woken up. At first he was OK, but after about half an hour the screaming began, and I was trying to calm him down while trying to make sure Lauren's teeth were brushed, hair combed, etc. Crying baby = stress.
We managed to get out the door on time, thankfully. But of course, as soon as I pulled out of the driveway, I realized I'd forgotten to give Christopher his medication. Oops. Luckily I had time to come back home after dropping Lauren off. Once she was dropped off, I felt like I could relax, knowing that I had a good hour before I had to be at work. I gave Christopher his medication, and we made our way to daycare. Poor Christopher wasn't a happy boy. I'm glad I had time to sit with him, and I'm glad he was awake when we got there. I'd have felt bad if I left him in a new place without me, so he could wake up and be like "what the hell?" I was able to feed him, swaddle him and rock him to sleep before I left.
I got to work with plenty of time to spare (note to self - spend more time at daycare!). I got myself settled, which pretty much took all morning. They gave me a brand new computer, which would normally rock. But I focking HATE this thing. All the stuff I had saved on my old desktop - gone. I had to go track it all down and make new shortcuts. Stuff is still missing. Grr. It's a widescreen monitor and the resolution was too high or something - teeeeny tiny print I squinted at all day. It was after 3 before I finally figured out how to get it readable. And I HATE the newer version of MS Office running on this machine. Nothing is where it's supposed to be.
I called at noon to check on Christopher. He didn't nap much, which was to be expected since belly sleeping isn't allowed. He didn't eat all that much either, mainly because he fell asleep one ounce into his 2nd bottle. Overall I suppose it wasn't bad, and he doesn't seem mad at me for ditching him. He is the youngest in his class, there's only one other kid that's remotely close to him in age. All the others are walking one year olds!
Come home to find out that my very first foray into crockpot cooking was a complete bust. To quote Lauren, it smelled like skunk in here. I swear, I followed the directions exactly, but apparently the cooking time was off because the thing was Burnt. To. A. Crisp. 4 hours later and the house still reeks. And the stupid crockpot doesn't have a shutoff timer. Ick. Ellios pizza for one, please!
Let's hope the rest of the week goes better!
Not Me Monday...
Copying from Cammie again...I'm so original.
I did NOT join the Twilight cult. I did not sit by myself in the lunchroom at work today, peacefully reading what's turning out to be a pretty damn good book.
I did NOT bring two gallon sized Ziplock bags of Christmas cookies to work today, to get them out of my house.
I did NOT burn my first ever crockpot dinner. My house does NOT smell like a burnt, dead animal.
I did NOT spend my very first day back to work after 3 months of maternity leave bitching and moaning about my brand new computer.
I did NOT have a very unhealthy dinner of Ellios frozen pizza for dinner. I also did not allow my daughter to eat french toast sticks for dinner.
Nope, not me.
I did NOT join the Twilight cult. I did not sit by myself in the lunchroom at work today, peacefully reading what's turning out to be a pretty damn good book.
I did NOT bring two gallon sized Ziplock bags of Christmas cookies to work today, to get them out of my house.
I did NOT burn my first ever crockpot dinner. My house does NOT smell like a burnt, dead animal.
I did NOT spend my very first day back to work after 3 months of maternity leave bitching and moaning about my brand new computer.
I did NOT have a very unhealthy dinner of Ellios frozen pizza for dinner. I also did not allow my daughter to eat french toast sticks for dinner.
Nope, not me.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Happy New Year!
I'm stealing this from Cammie. I am not responsible for any typos. Blame the cherry vodka.
1. What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before? I changed a boy diaper. Many boy diapers, actually.
2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I don't remember if I made any last year. Probably to get pregnant, which I accomplished, and to lose weight, which I did not.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Do I count?
4. Did anyone close to you die? Not me personally. But my friend Andrea lost her husband suddenly and tragically. It has really affected me and made me appreciate what I have all the more. My uncle Walt also passed away after a very long life and a (thankfully) very short illness.
5. What countries did you visit? Uh, just this one.
6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008? Life insurance. Seriously, I really need to get on that.
7. What dates from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? Many! For starters, October 14, the birth of my sweet boy Christopher. My 7th wedding anniversary. Lauren's 5th birthday. Her first day of kindergarten.
8)What was your biggest achievement of the year? Christopher.
9. What was your biggest failure? Hmmm. Can't say I failed at anything.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury? Not really - just some scary times in the 2nd trimester of my pregnancy. Luckily everything turned out OK obviously.
11. What was the best thing you bought? It's not mine, but Jason's iPod touch kicks some ass.
12. Where did most of your money go? Mortgage payments.
13.did you get really, really, really excited about? Having another baby, and spending time with my bestest girlfriends.
14. What song will always remind you of 2008? Uptown Girl, Billy Joel. Yeah, it came out in like 1986, but it was the song Lauren danced to at her very first dance recital.
15. Compared to this time last year, are you:a) happier or sadder? Happier. thinner or fatter? sigh....fatter) richer or poorer? poorer
16. What do you wish you’d done more of? Fun stuff with Lauren. I suck at that.
17. What do you wish you’d done less of? Eating
18. How did you spend Christmas? Christmas Eve with just Jason, Lauren and Christopher. Christmas day with my parents.
19.Did you fall in love in 2008? Not with anyone new!
20. What was your favorite TV program? Grey's Anatomy
21.. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? I don't hate...do I dislike anyone now that I did not this time last year? Yes.
22.. What was the best book you read? Nineteen Minutes and The Pact.
23.. What did you want and get? Ugg boots (although they haven't arrived yet) and a new baby!
24. What did you want and not get? A Wii - although it's coming. I just have to find it.
25What was your favorite film of this year? Rent On Broadway - mainly because I didn't see much else worth remembering.
26.. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? I turned 31. I have no clue what I did, so it couldn't have been all that exciting.
27. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? Win the lottery?
28.What kept you sane? My friends
29. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? Adam Pascal...yum. Holy crap, I love him.
30. What political issue stirred you the most? The election in general.
31. Who did you miss? My best friends, who are scattered all over the country.
32. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008. Cherish what you have. You never know when it can all be taken away.
33. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year. "Forget Regret or life is yours to miss"
1. What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before? I changed a boy diaper. Many boy diapers, actually.
2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I don't remember if I made any last year. Probably to get pregnant, which I accomplished, and to lose weight, which I did not.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Do I count?
4. Did anyone close to you die? Not me personally. But my friend Andrea lost her husband suddenly and tragically. It has really affected me and made me appreciate what I have all the more. My uncle Walt also passed away after a very long life and a (thankfully) very short illness.
5. What countries did you visit? Uh, just this one.
6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008? Life insurance. Seriously, I really need to get on that.
7. What dates from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? Many! For starters, October 14, the birth of my sweet boy Christopher. My 7th wedding anniversary. Lauren's 5th birthday. Her first day of kindergarten.
8)What was your biggest achievement of the year? Christopher.
9. What was your biggest failure? Hmmm. Can't say I failed at anything.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury? Not really - just some scary times in the 2nd trimester of my pregnancy. Luckily everything turned out OK obviously.
11. What was the best thing you bought? It's not mine, but Jason's iPod touch kicks some ass.
12. Where did most of your money go? Mortgage payments.
13.did you get really, really, really excited about? Having another baby, and spending time with my bestest girlfriends.
14. What song will always remind you of 2008? Uptown Girl, Billy Joel. Yeah, it came out in like 1986, but it was the song Lauren danced to at her very first dance recital.
15. Compared to this time last year, are you:a) happier or sadder? Happier. thinner or fatter? sigh....fatter) richer or poorer? poorer
16. What do you wish you’d done more of? Fun stuff with Lauren. I suck at that.
17. What do you wish you’d done less of? Eating
18. How did you spend Christmas? Christmas Eve with just Jason, Lauren and Christopher. Christmas day with my parents.
19.Did you fall in love in 2008? Not with anyone new!
20. What was your favorite TV program? Grey's Anatomy
21.. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? I don't hate...do I dislike anyone now that I did not this time last year? Yes.
22.. What was the best book you read? Nineteen Minutes and The Pact.
23.. What did you want and get? Ugg boots (although they haven't arrived yet) and a new baby!
24. What did you want and not get? A Wii - although it's coming. I just have to find it.
25What was your favorite film of this year? Rent On Broadway - mainly because I didn't see much else worth remembering.
26.. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? I turned 31. I have no clue what I did, so it couldn't have been all that exciting.
27. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? Win the lottery?
28.What kept you sane? My friends
29. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? Adam Pascal...yum. Holy crap, I love him.
30. What political issue stirred you the most? The election in general.
31. Who did you miss? My best friends, who are scattered all over the country.
32. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008. Cherish what you have. You never know when it can all be taken away.
33. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year. "Forget Regret or life is yours to miss"
Friday, December 19, 2008
Allow me to tell you about my day.
Now, most (if not all) of the people who read this blog have already heard this story, but oh well. You can read it again, or not.
Now, my alarm clock is supposed to go off at 6:45am. I need that 15 minutes before 7am to wake up so that I can function when Lauren comes bounding in. Only, this morning it didn't go off so I woke up at 7:15! That left me with exactly one hour to get showered, dressed, and get both kids ready and out the door. Fock.
This morning, Lauren had been up earlier than usual and got herself dressed AND breakfast made. Such a big girl! I'd also heard her on the monitor, apparently VERY upset that I had left sweatpants out for her to wear today. Something about needing to wear a dress and look pretty today. Whatever kid, it's gym day. You get sweats and sneakers. Many arguments ensue about her need to wear a dress today. "Mrs. Allicino said!" - well, if I had a dollar for every time "Mrs. Allicino said", well, I'd have a lot of dollars. My kid is the girl who cried Mrs. Allicino.
I managed to get us out the door on time. I walked Lauren in to school today, which I normally don't do, because I wanted to bring some of my 12 pound bucket of candy to the office staff. What do I see but every. damn. kid. dressed up. Every last one of them, except Lauren. Fockity Fock. "See mom? I told you!" Yes, yes you did. I'd totally forgotten the note they'd sent home - they're reading the Polar Express today and it was "Formal Day". I'd have ruined her whole day if I hadn't walked in to witness that myself.
So off I ran to grab her a dress, tights and shoes. Ran in, grabbed it, grabbed the baby, and ran back out the door. The one thing I neglected to grab was my keys off the kitchen table. Fock again. Luckily, my dad was home and came to let me in. While I was waiting, I put Christopher in the stroller and walked the dress to school. Lauren's day - saved!
Then it was off to my job to pick up my kick ass Christmas bonus. They put me to work! After that, it was Weight Watchers (2.2 lbs down woohoo!!) and a doctor's appointment for Christopher.
Poor little Christopher. Today was a rough day for my little man. It was his 2 month checkup. He's growing like a little weed. 11 lbs, 11 oz (I should play that number!), 23 inches long. Such a happy boy, kicking his little feet on the table. The pediatrician diagnosed him with reflux, and prescribed Zantac, which I hear is a miracle drug. Let's hope it works.
Then came the hard part - the shots! Poor boy had 3 shots and one oral vaccination. After the first one, he only cried a little and I thought, "wow, tough little man!". Then the second one went in, and the third. I swear, the sound that came out of this poor little baby is not a sound I wish to hear again anytime soon. I felt so bad for causing my little guy pain. I was very nervous about these shots. That whole vaccination/Autism link is in the back of my mind. Anyway, I'd given him a pre-emptive dose of Tylenol before the shots. He's been sleeping all day now, and the poor boy is a crab and a half when he's awake. I hope he feels better tomorrow.
By the time I'd gotten out of the doctor's office, my car was covered with snow! I freaking love NY. On to the post office and Target to pick up Christopher's medication. Luckily I was in and out of Target quickly, because our weather was baaad. I can't believe how quickly the snow was building up.
By the time I got home, there was a message on my answering machine from the lovely pharmacist at Target. Apparently, when my pediatrician's office called in the prescription, they said it should be taken once daily, but it should be twice daily. I knew that, but appreciated the call anyway. She called me again a little while later to make sure I got her message. She also wanted to tell me that they over charged me by $1.11, and that they would be sending an intern to my house to give me the money. What the hell? I've never heard that in my life. Sure enough, a girl came with the dollar as well as a new label for the bottle with the correct instructions. Target rocks my world.
Now, my alarm clock is supposed to go off at 6:45am. I need that 15 minutes before 7am to wake up so that I can function when Lauren comes bounding in. Only, this morning it didn't go off so I woke up at 7:15! That left me with exactly one hour to get showered, dressed, and get both kids ready and out the door. Fock.
This morning, Lauren had been up earlier than usual and got herself dressed AND breakfast made. Such a big girl! I'd also heard her on the monitor, apparently VERY upset that I had left sweatpants out for her to wear today. Something about needing to wear a dress and look pretty today. Whatever kid, it's gym day. You get sweats and sneakers. Many arguments ensue about her need to wear a dress today. "Mrs. Allicino said!" - well, if I had a dollar for every time "Mrs. Allicino said", well, I'd have a lot of dollars. My kid is the girl who cried Mrs. Allicino.
I managed to get us out the door on time. I walked Lauren in to school today, which I normally don't do, because I wanted to bring some of my 12 pound bucket of candy to the office staff. What do I see but every. damn. kid. dressed up. Every last one of them, except Lauren. Fockity Fock. "See mom? I told you!" Yes, yes you did. I'd totally forgotten the note they'd sent home - they're reading the Polar Express today and it was "Formal Day". I'd have ruined her whole day if I hadn't walked in to witness that myself.
So off I ran to grab her a dress, tights and shoes. Ran in, grabbed it, grabbed the baby, and ran back out the door. The one thing I neglected to grab was my keys off the kitchen table. Fock again. Luckily, my dad was home and came to let me in. While I was waiting, I put Christopher in the stroller and walked the dress to school. Lauren's day - saved!
Then it was off to my job to pick up my kick ass Christmas bonus. They put me to work! After that, it was Weight Watchers (2.2 lbs down woohoo!!) and a doctor's appointment for Christopher.
Poor little Christopher. Today was a rough day for my little man. It was his 2 month checkup. He's growing like a little weed. 11 lbs, 11 oz (I should play that number!), 23 inches long. Such a happy boy, kicking his little feet on the table. The pediatrician diagnosed him with reflux, and prescribed Zantac, which I hear is a miracle drug. Let's hope it works.
Then came the hard part - the shots! Poor boy had 3 shots and one oral vaccination. After the first one, he only cried a little and I thought, "wow, tough little man!". Then the second one went in, and the third. I swear, the sound that came out of this poor little baby is not a sound I wish to hear again anytime soon. I felt so bad for causing my little guy pain. I was very nervous about these shots. That whole vaccination/Autism link is in the back of my mind. Anyway, I'd given him a pre-emptive dose of Tylenol before the shots. He's been sleeping all day now, and the poor boy is a crab and a half when he's awake. I hope he feels better tomorrow.
By the time I'd gotten out of the doctor's office, my car was covered with snow! I freaking love NY. On to the post office and Target to pick up Christopher's medication. Luckily I was in and out of Target quickly, because our weather was baaad. I can't believe how quickly the snow was building up.
By the time I got home, there was a message on my answering machine from the lovely pharmacist at Target. Apparently, when my pediatrician's office called in the prescription, they said it should be taken once daily, but it should be twice daily. I knew that, but appreciated the call anyway. She called me again a little while later to make sure I got her message. She also wanted to tell me that they over charged me by $1.11, and that they would be sending an intern to my house to give me the money. What the hell? I've never heard that in my life. Sure enough, a girl came with the dollar as well as a new label for the bottle with the correct instructions. Target rocks my world.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Thursday Random Thoughts (thanks Lauren!)
All right. I guess I've waited long enough to post on this thing. Good Lord, I suck at coming up with things to talk about! I'll steal an idea from my good friend Lauren and do some Thursday Random Thoughts. And then I'm going to bed because it's wicked late.
I am very much wondering WTF I did to my hand/finger. It hurts, and I can't quite figure out why. Such an odd spot, too. I hope my finger doesn't fall off or something. That would suck, it's where my wedding ring goes. I write with that hand too. So, please send me some "keep all your fingers" vibes.
I am so GD tired I'm not even sure why I'm still up. Christopher is FINALLY asleep. Lauren is long sleeping. So why am I here? I did get a lot accomplished today. I'm rocking a new hairdo. Had a nice lunch with my mommy. Bought my mother in law her Christmas gifts, since the original one I bought sucked donkey nuts. Made cheesy Christmas ornaments with Lauren after school. Wrapped presents for the inlaws (going out tomorrow!), wrapped presents for the bosses. Christmas cards (and a special surprise for my most favoritest bitches) done and ready to hit the mailbox.
I'm nervous for tomorrow. Poor little Christopher will have his very first shots. I have to remember to drug him with some baby Tylenol before we go. Poor little bugger will NOT have a nice day. I also get to go visit the job (gotta get that bonus check!) and - ick - get weighed. Wish me skinny, please!
I am SO effing psyched for my girls' weekend coming up. Most, if not all of my favorite bitches will be there. I'm not pregnant, so there will be much alcohol to be had. And, I can probably get my kick ass strawberry smoothie from the Cherry Hill Mall. Ahhhhhh.... And I still call Ryann's couch.
7 more days till Christmas, and I still have so much crap left to do! I have a pile of gifts here in the house to be wrapped. Yet another pile of gifts at my mom's. Still have to bake a crapload of cookies and construct a gingerbread house with Lauren. I'm also having the parents over for Christmas dinner, so I have to take care of that too. I swear, the week between Christmas and New Years, I'm going to sit on my ass and do nothing.
Except I can't! Lauren will be off from school from 12/24 to 1/4. WTF am I supposed to do with her during all that time? I am so not that fun mom that comes up with cool projects. I've got a few things planned, but I have a feeling that come January 5, I will be MORE than ready to go back to work!
I am very much wondering WTF I did to my hand/finger. It hurts, and I can't quite figure out why. Such an odd spot, too. I hope my finger doesn't fall off or something. That would suck, it's where my wedding ring goes. I write with that hand too. So, please send me some "keep all your fingers" vibes.
I am so GD tired I'm not even sure why I'm still up. Christopher is FINALLY asleep. Lauren is long sleeping. So why am I here? I did get a lot accomplished today. I'm rocking a new hairdo. Had a nice lunch with my mommy. Bought my mother in law her Christmas gifts, since the original one I bought sucked donkey nuts. Made cheesy Christmas ornaments with Lauren after school. Wrapped presents for the inlaws (going out tomorrow!), wrapped presents for the bosses. Christmas cards (and a special surprise for my most favoritest bitches) done and ready to hit the mailbox.
I'm nervous for tomorrow. Poor little Christopher will have his very first shots. I have to remember to drug him with some baby Tylenol before we go. Poor little bugger will NOT have a nice day. I also get to go visit the job (gotta get that bonus check!) and - ick - get weighed. Wish me skinny, please!
I am SO effing psyched for my girls' weekend coming up. Most, if not all of my favorite bitches will be there. I'm not pregnant, so there will be much alcohol to be had. And, I can probably get my kick ass strawberry smoothie from the Cherry Hill Mall. Ahhhhhh.... And I still call Ryann's couch.
7 more days till Christmas, and I still have so much crap left to do! I have a pile of gifts here in the house to be wrapped. Yet another pile of gifts at my mom's. Still have to bake a crapload of cookies and construct a gingerbread house with Lauren. I'm also having the parents over for Christmas dinner, so I have to take care of that too. I swear, the week between Christmas and New Years, I'm going to sit on my ass and do nothing.
Except I can't! Lauren will be off from school from 12/24 to 1/4. WTF am I supposed to do with her during all that time? I am so not that fun mom that comes up with cool projects. I've got a few things planned, but I have a feeling that come January 5, I will be MORE than ready to go back to work!
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