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Vacation day #4: Anxious to get it all done

Day 4. Has it really been 4 days already? OK, time is flying too fast now. I’m beginning to worry that the house isn’t showing four days of work. For four days, things are not looking as good as I had hoped they would at this point. I’m still fucken dealing with laundry for christ sake and I still have two bathrooms to clean and three bedrooms. They are all just as bad.

Laundry pretty much came to a standstill after I picked Jada up from daycare yesterday so all I’ve been doing aside from everything else has been putting away all the folded laundry. “Everything else” has been feeding Maya twice, Jada once and then giving her a snack, changing both their clothes and Maya’s diaper twice, and brushing teeth. I must have spent a good hour total feeding Maya. Goddamn that girl has been HUNgry today! Now I’m sitting next to two new loads of clean stuff. Oh! and that carboard box of clothes too. I keep forgetting about that one. I have a load in the dryer. That’s it. I still need to wash all my bedding but that’s not such a big deal. I think I should really make a plan now tho. A bath/room a day or something like that and squeeze in whatever else I can do between “everything else”.

At some point I also need to send out xmas cards, photos to my mother in law (I feel so horrible I haven’t done that yet), and order one more gift online. I gotta do that last one NOW! or it won’t get here in time!

So much for plans. I was going to take the kids to the park every day, walk around the mall, etc, etc.. I just couldn’t do all that with this house, and my stress level, the way it’s been. I keep thinking that if I was a sahm (stay at home mom) I would be a way happier person and so would everybody else. I could keep the house clean, spend more time with the kids, have more patience to spend time with the kids, plan weekend outings, and hence have a bigger libido. LOL!

I wonder if my husband would agree to a smaller income for all that.

Online shopping

How long does it take an internet surfing feind like myself to do her christmas shopping? From work? Just around 5 hours. Ok, it was busy at work.

Zero holiday traffic. Zero holiday mall crowds. Zero holiday checkout lines. Zero stress.

Ok, so there was a little bit of stress as I clicked on submit because there was a big three digit grand total on the upper right of my screen staring me down but at least I know how much money I spent with one glance.

Zero waiting to find out what the credit card damage is when the bills come in next month. Zero having to add up the different bills to get a grand total.

I love Amazon.

Giving Thanks

I’m thankful for soap. Because it saves me from daily nasal assault and that final dive into an antisocial lifestyle.

I’m thankful for my bed. Thank you, 6 year old mattress, for putting up with my drool and farts night after night.

I’m thankful for my anus. Because when there’s nothing funny on comedy central it still provides comedy releif. I think my farts are hilarious. Ask my husband.

I’m thankful for my car windows, for taking the edge off that dreaded reggaeton music blasting from the car next to me at a red light.

I’m thankful for the forida turnpike. Because when I get on it at the Republic of Miami, it takes me back the United States just one hour later.. where people do follow the rules of the road.

I’m thankful for my home. Because I can make it whatever the fuck I want - dog hair, vomit and all.

I’m thankful for my father in law, because with each visit he brings a new minced meat pie to remind me how much I hate the stuff.

I’m thankful for my crotch, because it produces and incesent burning itch I find much joy in scratching.

I’m thankful for webrings, because they take me to sites run by crunchy christian women who remind me how much I’m not them.

I’m thankful for my right hand, because when my husband isn’t around during those rare horny moments it steps up to the plate.

I’m thankful for cranberry sauce. Because without it I wouldn’t be able to down that dried out turkey breast.

And lastly, I’m thankful for Thanksgiving Day. Because it’s there to remind me that it’s the little things in life that make a difference.

What a concept

How does that saying go again? Don’t put the cart before the horse? Makes total sense, right? I mean, you can still ride a horse without a cart, but you can’t travel around in a cart without something to pull it. How genius. And all this time I had it wrong.

I’ve bought the $2000 treadmill without having started an exercise routine.

I’ve bought the uber expensive camera without having learned how to use any digital camera.

I’ve built the 3rd and 4th computer without having put the first two to good use.

I’ve bought the uber expensive pda to help me with a plan I still haven’t created.

I’ve bought theory lesson books #2,3,4,5,6 without having read through the first one.

And every time I do this I say to myself “next time, I’ll just wait until I complete x and y, before I buy z”.

So now, as much as I want that new camera, dammit, I decided this time I better learn how to use the first two I have. Sigh… But I still really want that damned camera. It’s just so darned cute!

Shit, it’s hard to say no to myself. :(
As an aside, here’s a riddle. How low does the temperature have to go before this former new yorker floridian turns on her heater?
46°F! yeah baby!

(well, the thermostat only said 70°F so maybe I am still a wuss)

A nice change of pace

For a family living in south florida, we sure spend an aweful lot of time indoors in a closed house breathing stale air. If I had to guess how many days we actually stepped foot in our yard since moving in four years ago for purposes other than walking our dog after the fence blew down I’d have say maybe 20 times.

But today, since the weather has been cool, we shut off the A/C and openned up our windows & doors and let the kids out to play. After getting a caramel machiatto I got my laptop and sat in our patio with them. It’s so nice out here but it’s hard to read under such bright conditions when you’re not used to it. My eyes are tired! But I’m not complaining. Not really. It’s rare that I sit out here like this. This might have been the 10th time. Yep, I think that’s a good guess.

Maya has been in her exersaucer gazing at different objects and babbling and Jada has been all over the yard picking little flowers, dried sticks, playing with dirt, and picking green oranges off the trees. I had to ask her to stop after about the 12th orange, tho. Our yard is a good size but it rarely gets used. After hurricane Wilma it hadn’t been very pretty anymore but I want to get it back into shape and make it more child friendly too. We need a swing, a slide and some flowering plants again. Our old bouganvellias were so pretty too But my favorite was that Plumeria tree. Too bad they’re all gone now. I’m glad I took all those pictures of them, though. I still like looking at those old photos.

Here’s a few of them (damn hurricanes!)

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Nine Weird Things About Me

I saw this over at JustTug and thought it would be fun to try to list these about myself. I just didn’t realize how long it would take me. Believe it or not, this took me about a week, on and off, to complete.

  1. When I was a kid I would try to get yes/no (a or b, this or that) type answers from god about what was in store for me in the far off future by asking him to control certain events in the very immediate future. If things happened one way then the answer was ‘a’, if not then ‘b’. At some point in my early teens, this behaviour became so obsessive that I decided to put a stop to it forever. To this day, these thoughts still creep into my mind every once in a while, but I have stuck with my decision and never played into those thoughts again. Funny how I can keep an old promise to myself but incapable of making a new one. ..at least not yet. OK, I won’t ramble on for the rest of them. I promise. ;)
  2. I routinely play out horrible tragedies in my head. What if’s and how I might cope with them.
  3. It takes a lot of effort for me to return a phone call. Just because I’m lazy that way.
  4. I lost my virginity at 25 even though I was never trying to “save myself” for anybody.
  5. I’m constantly thinking about death.
  6. I’m very afraid of cockroaches. Almost phobic.
  7. It usually takes me a very long time to get used to a new person enough to be myself around them and have a stress free conversation. I’ve gotten better with this since having my kids.
  8. I identify more with men then with women and used to feel physically uncomfortable while having to hold conversation with a woman. Thankfully, I’ve learned to deal with it far better in my 30’s but I still feel the anxiety startup almost every time.
  9. I love to watch Irish Clog Dancing and Bollywood music videos.

My god I sound so negative, phobic, neurotic.. I tried hard to come up with funny wierdnesses but I guess I don’t have many of those (except for the clog dancing).