@hamncheezr 6 1/2 inches. Which is pretty good,...
BOTH kids were asleep by 11pm last night!
Which meant that watching True Blood could TOTALLY happen. But we watched Twins instead. No where near as awesome, albeit much less bloody.
It feels weird that tomorrow I’ll be going to have my eyes checked while my Mom comes to the town I live in to get divorced. Why does that feel weird to me? Like maybe I think I shouldn’t be doing something as normal as getting glasses while she does something as monumental as get divorced? But… what else would I be doing? #silly. I’m getting more hours next month at...
Fish sticks & tater tots for lunch. I may just be in the running for Mom of the Year.
You Might Be on the Edge When...
You hear youself yell to the 5yr old, “I’ll go put up dishes in a minute! Get off my back about it and watch your cartoons!” I told Tony yesterday I was feeling particularly overwhelmed and panic-y. He said, “It’s just cause you looooooovvvvvve me.” Stupid guy.
I am now armed with HBO. Come ON June!!
I just ate a piece of pepperoni off my couch. In my defense I know it had just been dropped there off pizza by my 2yro. That doesn’t help?
I’m almost done with my sock. My tattoo is starting to heal; I know this because it’s beginning to peel and itch like crazy. I am tired of blowing my nose. I seem to be missing a husband and a roomie this morning. Scooby Doo Mystery Inc is a stupid cartoon but my 5 yr old loves it anyway. I hope Mom got my DS games back from Boyd. The Kaboom color-changing clean-all foam...
I hit my head hard on the concrete wall in the closet upstiars, enough 2 rattle my teeth & make them ache. Then Tony shattered the window.
I turned the heel on my Bronte’s sock. I’m going to buy my brother a DVD player this afternoon and then go to my Mom’s and have cake. I still don’t feel good.
I have the sudden need for neon/lime green sock yarn. I feel it is imperitive to my survival as a sock knitter. Or, as a person in the very least. Really.
Driving thru a bit of rural East Tennessee on Tuesday, my sister Diantha (newly 16) was in the car with me. We pasted a sign that said ‘Friendsville.” Me: Welcome to Friendsville! Diantha, in a voice that implies complete disinterest in everything, entirely: Population: 9.
Thank God for vodka. And condoms.
I have the plague. Again. Gah. As if all my allergies acting up the last 2 weeks wasn’t bad enough (let’s just ignore the fact that that came on right after a 3 week bought with a cold/flu), now I’m sick again. Can I just go to sleep and sleep til spring is over? I hate spring. Spring can go to hell. Nasty pollen. Grass. UGH!. I finally finished my Vinnland socks, which...
I'm Getting a New Tattoo?
My Mom just called and said her master told her she’s not ready to do the one on my wrist yet but to have me pick something for her to do either on the back of my shoulder or on my outter thigh, maybe. Only problem is… I’m not a random tattoo person. All my tats have purpose and or meaning. The ones I have planned, I have planned for a reason. I’ll be having one on...
The Goal for today:
Grocery shop. Check. Return library books. Check. Hit butcher’s shop. Check. Home Depot. Check. Watch Harry Potter marathon. Knit socks.
I hate Kesha. I hate that I know who Kesha is. It makes me want to stab myself in the eye.
Best .gif EVER
And no, I don’t just watch vampire shows for sex. Jeez, I’m not a pervert.
And on a side note about Being Human… I’m still going through TrueBlood withdrawl which I could fix by watching Season 1 & 2 on DVD except I can’t seem to get my kids to sleep while I’ve enough energy to be awake to watch it. So I’m watching Being Human which is interesting but not close and BOO. Not even nearly enough Mitchell almost-nakedness and definitely...
Random thoughts for today
I think the locals got their Irish on early today because every driver I encountered on the 10mile round trip to Walmart drove like a complete wanker. More so than usual anyway. I haven’t brushed my hair today, and I may not. Also, I’ve decided that wearing my Metallica Tshirt to keep childcare at church tonight is a go. It’s got green on it. See? Green. Right there. ...
I want this shirt. But I want this shirt more But… I won’t really buy either of them. Sighs.
Watching espm 1 of BeingHuman onDemand cause I had a dream bout the vampy dude last night without ever having watched it. :-)
I don’t like little birdies. I don’t like flowers, except for the select and purposeful few I have growing in my front yard. I don’t like chickies or bunnies or plastic grass or pastels of any kind, anywhere, ever, or candies or fluffy dresses and little plaid bowties. Summation: I am in a bad mood and Easter can kiss my ass.
Terribly, terribly “blah” tonight. Almost painfully so. Don’t know what’s wrong. Feel numb. Neither happy, nor sad, nor angry, not interested. Just sitting here staring into space.
I believe I’ve reached my daily tolerance for Dora the Explorer
Boy am I stupid.
I just realized my kids’ perscriptions for Singulair from last summer BOTH said refillable 3x by 4/11 on the bottle and I stupidly, for some reason can’t read didn’t realize it. So now I have to pack my kids off to the Walmart pharmacy and stand there in my worn out, holey shoes covered in drywall mud and beg them to let me refill all 3 as a 90 script like the low-life...
Watching “The Boy in the Time Capsule” rerun of Bones with Pam from TrueBlood in it.
I have a bad headache and for the last 2hrs I’ve had a tick in my left eye which is usually the forebearer to 4-day migraine doom. Strange though, it’s usually my right eye.