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Wednesday, October 15, 2008
I am such an old lady.
Mr. Mine is gone on a business trip for six nights. This means I am on solo duty for child dressing/feeding/delivering to daycare, working 8 hours and then reversing the daycare, dressing, etc. Tiring, yes, but now it is 8:30 and they both are asleep and the house is clean and.....I want to go to bed. I can't go to bed at 8:30!!!! What the heck?!?! But it is so quiet and peaceful and dark outside. I WANT to sleep. My bed is calling to me softly....just climb in and rest your eyes...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Monday, October 13, 2008
Tagged! 6 Random things about me.
Mandy over at First you make a Roux tagged her readers with this one...It sounded fun and like I could do it in under 5 minutes. Mr. Mine is gone on business and this is Night One of SIX nights away...and it was already a humdinger of a night. Anyhoo....
1. I like to eat Bob's Big Boy Seasoning Salt PLAIN, with sips of Coke. I AM WIERD, I KNOW. I also do this in secret and only MAYBE three times a year. Mr. Mine has no idea I do that.
2. I took ballet, tap and jazz for 6 years when I was a child. I was never the best one in the class, but I liked it - I liked the performances twice a year the most. In 8th grade I had reached the point (and I was in pointe shoes - the holy grail of ballet school) where you go big or go home - dance class every night a week, sometimes twice a night, etc. I tried out for cheerleading in high school and made the squad. My ballet school turned their nose up at cheerleading and said basically, "us or them". I chose cheerleading. The random thing about all this is that it wasn't until my LAST six months of dance class that "something clicked" - All of a sudden I TRULY enjoyed moving my body through the poses and the dances. It was such a moment of clarity. I wonder why on earth it took so long for me to feel that way - did the other girls feel like that from the start?
3. I was a baby cheetah stalker. I volunteered at the San Diego Wild Animal Park when I was in college. There was a baby cheetah in the animal nursery that had been abandoned by her mother. Her name was Jamoke. I swear, I checked in on that cheetah WEEKLY and I must have 200 digital pictures of her. God, I wanted to pet her.
4. I drove a '68 Mustang in high school. It was my mom's old car and a BEATER by the time I had it. But, MAN, did I love gunning around town in that thing! My little brother inherited it 10 years after I had been driving it and promptly drove it into someone's front porch.
5. I was a medical oddity for about 10 minutes. My eye doctor found some strange speck deep in my eyeball and ran all kinds of tests on it and showed all his buddies. It turns out it was nothing, but it was fun having all the doctors nerd out over it.
6. When I have driven myself somewhere once, I can ALMOST always find my way back to and from it perfectly. But if you asked me to TELL YOU how to get there - there is NO WAY I can do it. I have lived at my house for 4 years and I STILL can't seem to give people the proper directions. And my house is literally three turns and a couple stoplights from a major interstate.
There....that was fun, thanks Mandy!
1. I like to eat Bob's Big Boy Seasoning Salt PLAIN, with sips of Coke. I AM WIERD, I KNOW. I also do this in secret and only MAYBE three times a year. Mr. Mine has no idea I do that.
2. I took ballet, tap and jazz for 6 years when I was a child. I was never the best one in the class, but I liked it - I liked the performances twice a year the most. In 8th grade I had reached the point (and I was in pointe shoes - the holy grail of ballet school) where you go big or go home - dance class every night a week, sometimes twice a night, etc. I tried out for cheerleading in high school and made the squad. My ballet school turned their nose up at cheerleading and said basically, "us or them". I chose cheerleading. The random thing about all this is that it wasn't until my LAST six months of dance class that "something clicked" - All of a sudden I TRULY enjoyed moving my body through the poses and the dances. It was such a moment of clarity. I wonder why on earth it took so long for me to feel that way - did the other girls feel like that from the start?
3. I was a baby cheetah stalker. I volunteered at the San Diego Wild Animal Park when I was in college. There was a baby cheetah in the animal nursery that had been abandoned by her mother. Her name was Jamoke. I swear, I checked in on that cheetah WEEKLY and I must have 200 digital pictures of her. God, I wanted to pet her.
4. I drove a '68 Mustang in high school. It was my mom's old car and a BEATER by the time I had it. But, MAN, did I love gunning around town in that thing! My little brother inherited it 10 years after I had been driving it and promptly drove it into someone's front porch.
5. I was a medical oddity for about 10 minutes. My eye doctor found some strange speck deep in my eyeball and ran all kinds of tests on it and showed all his buddies. It turns out it was nothing, but it was fun having all the doctors nerd out over it.
6. When I have driven myself somewhere once, I can ALMOST always find my way back to and from it perfectly. But if you asked me to TELL YOU how to get there - there is NO WAY I can do it. I have lived at my house for 4 years and I STILL can't seem to give people the proper directions. And my house is literally three turns and a couple stoplights from a major interstate.
There....that was fun, thanks Mandy!
Friday, October 3, 2008
My husband is 850 miles away and I couldn't be happier.
Mr. Mine has left for the weekend...4 nights to be exact. He has gone to San Luis Obispo, CA to meet up with 15 of his college friends to send one of them off into the land of wedded bliss with one last weekend of debauchery. I am not looking forward to entertaining the 23 month old all rainy weekend long, but I am glad he went. They all have such a good time together.
I am also equally glad I didn't have to go. I love Mr. Mine with all my heart, but DAMN does he get on my nerves when he has had a few cocktails and I have not. We get along FABULOUSLY if both of us are having a few, but if I am sober and he is extra tipsy, ohhhh LORD is he annoying. I, OF COURSE, am NEVER annoying when I have had a few....(hey, this is MY blog, right?) So, my dear Mr. Mine, have a grand old time without your cranky old lady hanging around harshing your mellow. And you better believe I will be planning a weekend away for me and my girlfriends in the very near future!
I am also equally glad I didn't have to go. I love Mr. Mine with all my heart, but DAMN does he get on my nerves when he has had a few cocktails and I have not. We get along FABULOUSLY if both of us are having a few, but if I am sober and he is extra tipsy, ohhhh LORD is he annoying. I, OF COURSE, am NEVER annoying when I have had a few....(hey, this is MY blog, right?) So, my dear Mr. Mine, have a grand old time without your cranky old lady hanging around harshing your mellow. And you better believe I will be planning a weekend away for me and my girlfriends in the very near future!
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Obnoxious
First off, I am feeling much better in the b**bie area. Thank god.
The ad starts of with two little girls (maybe 5 and 8 years old?) getting up the courage to give their dad a bottle of hair dye. They finally do and tell him "It's time" and "he would be a really good catch for someone". ICK!!!! The next scene is the dad on a date with an attractive woman and he takes a photo of them smiling at the restaurant with his camera phone. The final scene is the two girls sitting on a chair together checking their (?!) cell phone and smiling and giggling and congratulating themselves on giving him the hair dye when they see the photo of ol' dad about to get lucky. And the slogan "Stay in the Game" - BARF!!!!
I get more annoyed each time I see that commercial.
Now - my topic for today is that horrible ad from Just for Men hair dye featuring a father, his two daughters and his hot date. Has anyone else seen this ad? We watch a lot of football around here, which means I am already sick of viagra, cialis, and all the rest of those ads. But the one I truly hate is the Just for Men one.
The ad starts of with two little girls (maybe 5 and 8 years old?) getting up the courage to give their dad a bottle of hair dye. They finally do and tell him "It's time" and "he would be a really good catch for someone". ICK!!!! The next scene is the dad on a date with an attractive woman and he takes a photo of them smiling at the restaurant with his camera phone. The final scene is the two girls sitting on a chair together checking their (?!) cell phone and smiling and giggling and congratulating themselves on giving him the hair dye when they see the photo of ol' dad about to get lucky. And the slogan "Stay in the Game" - BARF!!!!
Okay - this ad is wrong in SO MANY WAYS!!! Who took the girls to buy the hair dye? The lady he is on the date with? Did they order it online? Where is their Mom? If she is supposed to be dead and that is why it "is time", because they need a new Mommy, ugh. Or do they think that dad is sad and needs some action? Because he was just sitting around reading a newspaper? (Horrors!) And he takes a photo of himself on a date and sends it to them? GROSS!!! And are they home alone waiting for cell phone updates on his date?!?!
I get more annoyed each time I see that commercial.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Yeeeeeeouch!!!
It is not fun times around here. I am nursing Baby E three times a day/night and I have a mondo clog in a duct on my right side. I have had clogs before, but nothing like this! It feels like a softball. So, I am currently focused on returning to our regularly scheduled b**bie program. Major Pain, people. I would be worried that it is mastitis because there was some blood in what I pumped this afternoon (Yikes! and T.M.I., sorry....), but I have no fever and feel fine other than the throbbing going on. Any tips for me out there?
Monday, September 15, 2008
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