Question for those of you using WordPress – does your site automatically ping and show as updated when you publish a post? Mine sure doesn’t. I’ve been having trouble with Pingomatic (am I the only one?). I want to ping, damn it. Ping! Ping! Ping!
Archive for January, 2006
No Ping For You!
Thursday, January 12th, 2006So Cool
Thursday, January 12th, 2006I am so tragically unhip. On the way into work today I was listening to some college radio (88.5, XPN for the locals) and heard two songs I really liked. I thought – wow, this must be some new group, I really like them! So the second song ends and the DJ comes on to say that we were just listening to some Violent Femmes. D’oh! Can you believe I’d never heard their music before this morning? Okay, that’s a lie. I just realized I have heard Blister in the Sun before. But that’s probably it.
Random Spew
Wednesday, January 11th, 2006I downloaded Yahoo! Messenger (with Voice! Ha!) today to chat with my friend – that’s going to lead to nothing but trouble considering how much we already email each other. But, anyway, I just noticed that it put four bookmarks in my regular favorites folder and then four of those same links in the links folder. WTH? Overkill much? Annoying.
It’s raining copiously here in the Philadelphia area and I’m getting to that age where I can predict the weather by my body. Massive headache comes on suddenly with slight dizziness? Front with rain should be here in a few hours. So in honor of the dreariness, I am already in my PJs, the makeup is off, the hair is up in a clippy, the coffee is brewing and I’m getting ready to settle in for a night of DVR viewing.
Last night I got caught up on The Bachelor. Man, is he hot or what? Love him. Tonight we’ll watch Fear Factor – speaking of hot, hello Joe Rogan!! (too bad he is so short). I am not even sure what else is saved on the DVR – maybe some Boston Legal and The Office?
I’m also planning on going to bed early, just like I’ve planned every other night this week. Maybe tonight is the night I can make it happen. The hard part is, once I get into bed, I start reading and right now I’m reading this kick-ass book, Dry by Augusten Burroughs. It’s sort of like A Million Little Pieces in that it’s about a guy getting sober, except it’s not poorly written and it’s more than likely actually true. What a concept for a memoir! Man, that whole AMLP thing pisses me off – I immediately thought the guy was the world’s biggest exagerrator when I read the book a few weeks ago. It’s nice to see I wasn’t wrong and that I wasn’t the only one who didn’t fall for his sack of lies. Jerk.
I also want to pack my food for tomorrow before I go to bed tonight. I did that last night and it made my morning so much easier today. It takes like 15 minutes to get all my shit together for my breakfast and lunch to take with me to work. I don’t mind doing it, it’s something I do to take care of myself and I am so totally worth it. But, it can be time-consuming and I suck at estimating how long it will take me to do things when I’m getting ready. Mostly because I’m a big procrastinator and also because I sit down on here every 15 minutes “just for a second”.
And that, folks, is my exciting life in a nutshell for Wednesday, January 11th! Contain yourselves.
Tough day
Tuesday, January 10th, 2006I’m in kind of a shitty mood.
Things bugging me:
- The kids made some comments this morning at the bus stop in a conversation with other parents that really rubbed me the wrong way and made me feel very much “less than” as a mom.
- People at work not knowing enough about their own jobs, but they are higher in the food chain than me so I get tasked with stuff that should be theirs. I would have no problem doing all this work if I had the title (and money to go with!) that they hold.
- Rob and I work at the same place and our arrangement usually works out very well: he goes in early and I go in a little later after the kids get off to school; he comes home early when they get home from school and I stay later. But some days things come up and he needs to stay late – which means I can either go home early (which some times I don’t mind doing) or we get to go get the kids and bring them back to the office. It’s nice that our workplace is so accomodating to both of us – I have no complaints there! I do have the complaint that both of us have so much responsibility at work and it can be so all-consuming that we get sucked up into it and the kids become a hassle at that point. That part sucks. And if I’m busy, I like being able to stay late and get my stuff done without worrying about the kids, but on days like today, I can’t do that and it annoys me.
- Connor is in a play on Thursday and he came home today and said he needs a referee shirt and whistle for it. Okay, first of all – how long has he known this and second of all – why do we have to pay for this? Oh – now I get the full story. The original plan was to paint a white t-shirt with black stripes, but Rob thought that was cheesy and suggested we buy the ref shirt. Whatever.
- I’m pre-menstrual. (You probably guessed this one already.)
I talked to the kids when they got home about their comments. Neither one of them knew what they said was hurtful and I realized that this has a lot more to do with changes I need to make and a lot less to do with any of their actions, really. Being a parent can be so unbelievably hard at times.
As I was typing this post, Rob asked for the doctor’s number because he is light-headed, feeling sick and has chest pains. Hopefully it is nothing – but he has been super stressed all day and he does not take care of himself and he’s got a family history of heart disease. ::Turning it over, turning it over, turning it over::
Update: Rob’s pains went away, but he has a call into the doctor to get checked out. We are thinking it was a panic attack – from stress!
My Very 1st Meme
Monday, January 9th, 2006Wow – thanks to Laura, I get to do my very 1st meme on my shiny, new blog. Aren’t I lucky? Even better – aren’t you lucky? Oh yes. Yes, you are.
Okay, here we go. Five weird things about me:
1 – Laura’s first one reminded me of something I do – but now I’m wondering if it’s not that weird at all? When I go to bed at night, I am always freezing and I crank the heat up. Then when I wake up in the middle of the night, I’m hot as hell and need the heat turned back down. But unless I have to pee, I usually don’t get up to do it. Two nights ago Rob slept on the couch and I asked why. He said it was 100 degrees in here and he couldn’t breathe. So I told him all of this and that when he comes to bed, he can turn the heat back down. He just shook his head and told me I was very complicated. I don’t think that’s complicated. Hot when I go to bed, not when I’m sleeping. Pretty simple if you ask me.
2 – I have this habit of always counting in my head, especially when I am nervous or uncomfortable. I can almost completely zone out and just be counting by 2′s, 3′s, 4′s, 5′s, etc. in my head while having a conversation with someone, if it’s a conversation I don’t want to be having. I remember being nervous when I was growing up and I would count all the steps I took whenever I walked. When I lived at my parents’ house, I could tell you how many steps it was from any one place to another in the house. When I got married, I stopped counting almost immediately and thought I was relieved of it – but it does come back from time to time.
3 – Maybe this is weird? Maybe not. But – I don’t think of hardy anything I do as “weird”. I’m having a hard time compiling this list. Is that weird? Heh.
4 – I can be very meticulate, almost compulsively so – like towels have to be folded into thirds, a garbage bag has to line the glass & plastics recycles can, the paper recycles can has to go behind the glass & plastics recycles can, the water and detergent has to be in the washer first before clothes are added, the dishes have to be put away in their “proper” places. Now, again, I don’t think any of these are weird, but I know more than a couple drive Rob nuts.
5 – Is it weird to love, love, love the smell of gasoline and skunks?
There you have it. My 1st Meme. I’m not tagging anyone, though – this was enough work!