Archive for January, 2006

Debbie Downer

Wednesday, January 18th, 2006

Whatever I feel like, eh? Well today I’m feeling sad, irritable, impatient, uncompassionate and just generally miserable. I don’t know what my deal is, but I do know I woke up in the middle of the night with a raging headache. We had some funky weather blow in and I am so sensitive to that – I always end up with headaches when fronts come through. Annoying. So I don’t know if my miserableness is related to the physical or if there is also some emotional funky stuff going on, too. Hopefully I’ll make the time at some point today to examine the feelings a little closer to find out.

One of the things I forget when I get like this is that I have a choice. I have a choice to be miserable or not. I can choose to NOT be miserable. It seems like that is so not true, but I know in my heart that it is. I can make a conscious choice to focus on the positive – write a gratitude list, get quiet and do a little prayer and meditation to ask God for help. I forget these things. I’m so glad that I’m writing this all out, though, so I can remember. If I would have stayed in my head with my grumpy self, I would have never remembered about having choices. Amazing stuff – I am feeling better already.

Oh, just to update you on Rob – remember he had chest pains and stuff last week? He went to the doctor yesterday and gave a bunch of blood so the doctor will run tests and then tomorrow he goes in for an EKG. The doctor seems concerned, so naturally I am, too. We’ll see what the test results say and go from there.

Okay – post some funny stuff in the comments. I need to laugh today!

Working (Wo)man

Tuesday, January 17th, 2006

Last night I worked until 7pm at the office, then I worked again from 9pm until 12:30 at home. Got up this morning and came right back to work. It’s now after 6pm and I’m still here, although, I’m getting ready to leave. Busy doesn’t begin to describe it. Good thing I know these extreme busy periods are followed by some semblance of a lull. Also a good thing – I’m in my own office finally, even if it’s still a shambles with wires hanging all around me and spackling showing on the unpainted walls. It’s still my own, private office. Tomorrow I get to play with furniture and decide how I want to set it up. Yay for being absolutely consumed by work! heh.

More actual content later.

Baby Got Back

Saturday, January 14th, 2006

I’ve got a thing for butts. Baby and little kid butts, that is. I just think they are so adorable, especially on my own children. They’re just so round and squeezable and pinchable and look so darn cute when they’re walking – I can’t help myself but to pat them when they go by me. It’s like my hand has no control of itself, it must feel the “baby bootie”. I know, it’s not technically a baby bootie when it belongs to an 11 or 9 year old, but these are my baby booties, damn it!

So Aric has been asking me for a few months now to “stop touching his butt”. Last week he actually said to me, “Can I talk to you in private in your room for a minute?”

He sat me down and said, “I really hate when you touch my butt. Will you please stop touching it? Please?”

Man, I felt like I’d been molesting him or something! I promised him I would keep my hands to myself where his butt was concerned from now on. I’ve done well – I haven’t touched it once. Not that it’s been easy. This afternoon I was walking up the stairs behind him and almost forgot about my vow, then caught myself. I told him I almost slipped and he said if I did he’d have to take today’s checkmark off the board. Checkmark?

I had noticed our dry erase board on the fridge had this… pattern of squares on it for a few days, but I hadn’t really paid attention to what it was. The kids are constantly writing stuff on there and I usually just blow right past it. Well, it turns out that Aric had made a chart – each square represented a day and on the days I didn’t touch his butt he has been checking them off! How adorable is that?

The worst part of that being so adorable? I immediately wanted to pat his little hiney for it. Sigh. Who told these kids they could grow up so damn fast?

The Piano Man

Saturday, January 14th, 2006

Yes! We just scored tickets to see Billy Joel on March 30th. Nice!! We saw him about 5 years ago when he was on tour with Elton John and he kicked ass. I hope he’s still doing so this year. We got tickets on the floor, which is where we were last time, too and really enjoyed the show. Can’t wait!!

Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?

Lucky 13

Friday, January 13th, 2006

Been pretty busy all day – not much time for posting, but I wanted to get a post in for Friday the 13th. That’s a lucky day for me since I was born on Friday the 13th. My mom delivered twins on that day, to boot! I think that is pretty darn cool. When I was younger, Friday the 13ths were much more exciting than they are now. There used to be a sort of electricity about the day… a buzz whereever you went, it’s Friday the 13th! Oooooh! Now it’s like, “Eh. Hey, it’s Friday, at least!”

Do you have lucky or favorite numbers? I am partial to 13, of course, but I also really like 6 and 2 and 26, but not 62. I also notice my birth date numbers a lot: 213. It seems that I look at the clock a lot of days and it’s exactly 2:13. A few weeks ago, while waiting for the train to go home, Rob and I saw a train numbered 213. I always get such a kick out of that. “213! 213! Look! It’s my birthday!” Rob thinks I’m kind of wacky. I don’t think he ever notices 904 or 94 or whatever the numbers should be for people born on September 4th. Hey, maybe I could have posted this on that 5 Weird Things About Me post. Oh well, too late.

Happy Friday the 13th! Hope it’s a good one.