I think I just slept 12 hours, more or less.
Category: Life in Cheesecake City
yanno…
and all apologies to my nail tech, I think I’m going to be relieved once I’m no longer getting manicures. My nail tech has taken a job out in the business world (and good for her!!!) and is working only Saturdays at the salon through the end of the year. Today was my first Saturday…
oh, HI THERE…
I haven’t forgotten about you, dear little blog. I’ve just been busy. We didn’t get home until 7 or so on Sunday and then I had so much stuff to do. Laundry, mostly. Then Monday, work (fun fun), traffic (lately my commute has taken an extra 15 minutes, so I don’t get home before dark)…
Big Things!
One of my closest friends is pregnant. She’s the first of my closest group of friends to go through this (other than D at work, who has two teenagers). HOORAY!!! I am so happy for her and her husband. No, I’m not going to name who it is. If you’re reading this and you’re a…
Pondering…
Is Target the poor man’s Pottery Barn? Seriously. I’m not a Target snob – like every other red blooded woman in America, I tithe at Target weekly (went yesterday about 9:30, in fact). But, Target, lay off the stupid furniture. I’m just not going to your store for a “vintage” sideboard. Whatever you do, please…
Angela, Come Home!!
Yuck, mopped the kitchen floor for the first time in a week or two today. (Thank you, puppies, for tracking new mud in within a few hours). So, how are you supposed to keep your mop hair free? I typically vacuum my kitchen floor (Dyson changed my life, y’all) before mopping and I still end…
Of COURSE I’m feeling better…
I called for a PT appointment. And then went home. At 12:30 yesterday. And rested – well, played on the laptop and watched TV and -coup of all coups – got Gene to pick up dinner. And it was even someplace where he couldn’t just go thrugh the drive thru. (My math suggests that 100…
oooooowwwwwwww
Okay, I guess I was wrong when I said that the back ache peaked the other day. Ooooowwww. My old boss gave me a project that involved some physical activity (lifting less than 5 lbs, etc). Midway through my back was sooo stiff. Ouch. I guess I should either go back to PT or to…
Love This…
The boy and I are watching The Incredibles on Starz. I just love that line, “They keep coming up with new ways to celebrate mediocrity”, about the kid’s 4th grade graduation. I know that I’m just a curmudgeon, but I really hate stuff like graduations from grade school. I mean, preschool graduation? Congrats! Your mom…
So, just so you know…
Just ’cause I yakked (in public, oh, geez), it doesn’t mean anything. And the baby stuff looking? That’s 100% normal.