it’s better to not say anything, right? Agreed!
Author: laineyd
zzzzz….
I am freaking ex-HAU-sted. I haven’t had a good night’s sleep since before Gene left on his trip last week. (How the hell did I manage to not sleep in while Gene was gone and I was out of work???) Our microwave died over the weekend. We were the dorks running into the electronics store…
Kids R Expensive…
Holy Moly. I’ve read about this “summer vacation = torture the parents” theory before on other Mommy blogs, how you can be in the middle of doing one fantastically awesome thing and the kid says “What fun thing are we doing next?” We had nearly 4 hours to kill at the museum before Harry Potter…
Can an atheist be a saint?
Oh yes I think so. And if not, I make one bomb-ass cruise director. I am simultaneously trying to kick my caffeine habit while keeping the boy entertained until his father returns on Thursday. So, no chocolate no soda (not even diet, SOB) but plus a boy who doesn’t seem thrilled to be here. I…
Looks like I picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue…
(Grr. I don’t sniff glue, people. It’s a QUOTE.) Anyway, so Gene is on his business trip and I’m home alone with the Boy. I’m trying to give up my preferred poisons of chocolate and caffeinated soda. I have a headache of epic proportions. The boy wants to go hooooome. Wantsta go home. I have…
oh for fuck’s sake
oh. for. fuck’s. sake.
Even though he doesn’t read the blog…
Happy Fifth Anniversary, babe! If an engaged person were to ever ask me for wedding advice, I would tell them: 1) Only buy ONE wedding dress. And buy it as close to your wedding day as possible. I suggest no more than 6 months ahead of time. (I had 3 dresses, 1 wedding. Oh well)….
oh, hellooo
Forgot all about the blog, I did… I have been very very busy. Mostly busy eating and paying co-pays to various members of the medical field (chiropractor, general practitioner, not 1 but 2 talk therapists). Gene is sick with pleurisy. Big fun, pleurisy. I talked him into seeing the doctor on Wednesday, so at least…
…and it’s not even dinner time yet…
I have eaten like a gigantic pig today. I think I read somewhere that if a person doesn’t eat a good breakfast, they are destined to eat crap all day long. It is too true. I had an english muffin for breakfast but since then, I’ve had a regular sized bag of M&Ms, 2 Peanut…
Everything Ends Eventually…
Why do they call them long weekends when they go by so quickly? Mom’s on her way home to Indianapolis. We had a wonderful time and I am SO glad she came. Yesterday we went to the mall for hoooours. (Personally, my mall tolerance is way lower if I’m alone, but together it was fun)….