This weekend, I was a really bad UU. Instead of going to church to partake in the Flower Communion and Child Dedication, we went to the movies to see Thor. Honestly, I was children-ed out. After the mess that was the baby shower, it was best for all involved that I stay home.
Groceries were bought, clothes washed, relaxing was done. It was a pretty good weekend.
This week is just insanely busy, but I need to find time to undo the damage of six loads of laundry. I need to grow up and put my clothes away!
Also check out the Spousal Equivalent's blog! He's got that one, and many others. My man loves to review movies. And trust me... he watches an eclectic mix of movies!
Monday, May 9, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Mother's Day
This weekend has been brought to us by the letters P. M. D. D. (Gotta love getting to the end of the pill pack).
Yesterday was my best friend's baby shower. Yes, a baby shower.
Now, let me explain: Babies and little kids freak me out. I went to my friend's daughter's first birthday last summer. Cue the panic attack! There were kids everywhere. I sucked it up, and had cake before making a less than graceful exit. I had a similar attack before the shower. In the middle of Wal Mart.
So now it's mother's day. All over the country are waking up to breakfast in bed, flowers, and candy. They all feel special. That's something I'll never feel. I'll never feel special.
And it only hurts on days like these.
Yesterday was my best friend's baby shower. Yes, a baby shower.
Now, let me explain: Babies and little kids freak me out. I went to my friend's daughter's first birthday last summer. Cue the panic attack! There were kids everywhere. I sucked it up, and had cake before making a less than graceful exit. I had a similar attack before the shower. In the middle of Wal Mart.
So now it's mother's day. All over the country are waking up to breakfast in bed, flowers, and candy. They all feel special. That's something I'll never feel. I'll never feel special.
And it only hurts on days like these.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Craigslist
I browse Craigslist periodically to look for new places to rent. Not that we can move, pet fees are prohibitive.
But I found an ad today. I've seen it before. Actually, I've seen it quite a few times before.
Why does it catch my eye? it's got a YARD!!!
The problem.... it's a trailer in a trailer park. It's got a yard.. a yard that's on top of everyone else's.
But I found an ad today. I've seen it before. Actually, I've seen it quite a few times before.
Why does it catch my eye? it's got a YARD!!!
The problem.... it's a trailer in a trailer park. It's got a yard.. a yard that's on top of everyone else's.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
An Interesting Turn of Events
Today is my Weight Watchers Meeting. Last week I didn't lose anything. Who knows about this week.
But I have had an interesting side effect. My bras are all too big. Like, they ride up on me because the band around my chest is too big. I'm currently wearing a bra that was always incredibly small on me. So either my chest lost weight... or all of my bras stretched...
The importance of the weight loss also hit home today. If my blood pressure doesn't go down (and losing weight will help with that).... I lose my birth control.
*sigh* Back to the diet....
But I have had an interesting side effect. My bras are all too big. Like, they ride up on me because the band around my chest is too big. I'm currently wearing a bra that was always incredibly small on me. So either my chest lost weight... or all of my bras stretched...
The importance of the weight loss also hit home today. If my blood pressure doesn't go down (and losing weight will help with that).... I lose my birth control.
*sigh* Back to the diet....
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Pain.. part deux...
I wrote before that I'd been having an earache, but was reluctant to spend money on a doctor.
I sat down and through about it. When was it hurting? Well, not on weekends, or in the morning. Maybe it was the TMJ problems.
Turns out that's what it was.
My TMJ is odd, much like the rest of me. I don't grind my teeth, not even in my sleep. In fact, when I'm clenching my jaw, my teeth don't touch (much to the amazement of many dentists). It's hard to believe, since grinding one's teeth is a key symptom. But I don't. According to all that sleep in the same room, I spend most nights with my mouth open and snoring.
So I went to the chiropractor. She got my head back on straight. I'm to make sure I recline on the couch for a few hours, with my head supported. So my neck can relax.
Best. Prescription. Ever.
And my ear has stopped hurting.
I sat down and through about it. When was it hurting? Well, not on weekends, or in the morning. Maybe it was the TMJ problems.
Turns out that's what it was.
My TMJ is odd, much like the rest of me. I don't grind my teeth, not even in my sleep. In fact, when I'm clenching my jaw, my teeth don't touch (much to the amazement of many dentists). It's hard to believe, since grinding one's teeth is a key symptom. But I don't. According to all that sleep in the same room, I spend most nights with my mouth open and snoring.
So I went to the chiropractor. She got my head back on straight. I'm to make sure I recline on the couch for a few hours, with my head supported. So my neck can relax.
Best. Prescription. Ever.
And my ear has stopped hurting.
Often quoted misquotes
The following quote made its way around Facebook and twitter yesterday:
Now we all know that the above quotes (especially the first one) are a very hearts and flowers idealized view of the world. The world we live in today is dark, scary and full of mistrust and conspiracy. The words of Dr. King and the anonymous quotesmith hint at the world that many people would rather live in. A safer, less scary world.
Many people were left conflicted by the death of Osama Bin Laden. The death was necessary. But many believe, myself included, that the celebration wasn't necessary. Be relieved and grateful (and a little happy) that it's over. Mourn those you have lost. And move on. The partying in the streets seems a bit much to me.
It turned out not to be attributed to martin Luther King Jr., as it was reported to be. The correct quote from Dr. King is this one:
I just saw a Facebook update from a friend that I believe addresses these quotes. The person stated that according to the Facebook/Twitter/Blog-o-sphere if we asked nicely, Bin Laden would have stopped being a terrorist. It's an interesting reaction to both the events of Sunday night, and the reactions from everyone.
Now we all know that the above quotes (especially the first one) are a very hearts and flowers idealized view of the world. The world we live in today is dark, scary and full of mistrust and conspiracy. The words of Dr. King and the anonymous quotesmith hint at the world that many people would rather live in. A safer, less scary world.
Many people were left conflicted by the death of Osama Bin Laden. The death was necessary. But many believe, myself included, that the celebration wasn't necessary. Be relieved and grateful (and a little happy) that it's over. Mourn those you have lost. And move on. The partying in the streets seems a bit much to me.
Monday, May 2, 2011
the world changed while I was asleep.
Let me set the scene. I went to bed around 10. The Spousal Equivalent was in the living room, working on something. The puppy was asleep at my feet.
The boy runs in, causing the dog to bark. and she barks loudly. I squeal, and hit the ceiling.
"Osama Bin laden is dead!"
I had to think for a moment as to WHO that was. (Actually, at that point I had issues telling you the day or where I was. I got startled out of deep sleep!). At first I thought he was talking about the president... his name starts with an O... No... not him. It was a few minutes before I realized who he was talking about it. My response.
"Well, that's good for him..."
Thinking about it this morning, I'm worried about retaliation. Again that dark could of "will it get worse, or will it get better" will ascend.
Here's hoping that it'll get better.
And thank you Mr. President for reminding us that we're not at war with a religion. Just some assholes that happen to practice that religion. People are too quick to forget that.
The boy runs in, causing the dog to bark. and she barks loudly. I squeal, and hit the ceiling.
"Osama Bin laden is dead!"
I had to think for a moment as to WHO that was. (Actually, at that point I had issues telling you the day or where I was. I got startled out of deep sleep!). At first I thought he was talking about the president... his name starts with an O... No... not him. It was a few minutes before I realized who he was talking about it. My response.
"Well, that's good for him..."
Thinking about it this morning, I'm worried about retaliation. Again that dark could of "will it get worse, or will it get better" will ascend.
Here's hoping that it'll get better.
And thank you Mr. President for reminding us that we're not at war with a religion. Just some assholes that happen to practice that religion. People are too quick to forget that.
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