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Are the freakin' bane of my existence... I think I may be allergic to the tattoo dye that the artist used last night, but I cannot even call and ask what brand they use because they are closed on Sundays... Yeah... Even though I am not using an ointment to which I am allergic, and even though I have taken ibuprofen and iced my ankle, the swelling and itching is continuing to worsen... I have a damn cankle! I started to get really suspicious that I might be developing an allergy to bacitracin too, since the symptoms were very similar to when I react to sulfate-based ointments, but it turns out that it may very well be the ink of the tattoo itself -- i.e. something I cannot change no matter how much this drives me crazy! I am going to take some Benadryl as soon as I get home, and I pray that will be enough to make a difference... Gah!!!!!!! At least my tattoo is wicked cute, right?!? Later days...
Slip... This morning, we were having our traditional weekend breakfast of chocolate chip pancakes... Boogie pointed to a chocolate chip and asked, "What's that?" Well, I meant to reply, "That's a chocolate chip, you doof!" But what I said was, "That's a chocolate chip, you douche!" OMG! Clark and I were laughing so hard I thought one of us might pass out or pee our pants... Yeah... As Clark said, this will surely earn me the "mother of the year" award... Geesh! Later days...
I love NYSERDA... Who are they? New York State Energy Research and Development Authority... In other words, the people who will be giving Clark and me a rebate check once we have gotten the siding and windows installed... Yuppers, this is definitely a cool thing... Not only will we be saving money on our heating costs and have a much prettier house, but we will be getting part of that money back (10%, I think) because we were willing to let NYSERDA come and test how energy efficient (or, rather, inefficient) our house is before the home improvements... Their big thing is that they want to make sure people's homes are safe from CO (carbon monoxide) leaks, and I am happy to report that our readings were all very good... Now, it's just a matter of how much heat is escaping in the winter time... It's scary to feel the drafts when they set up the test, but a healthy wake-up call as to what we need to focus on if we don't want to lose grocery money for heating oil this winter... After the windows and siding get done, they will come and "test us out" to make sure that we improved our home's efficiency... Although there are some really crazy insulation issues with the attic, I am sure that the windows and siding will make a big difference... I'm guessing that we may end up using the rebate money to work on insulating the dormers and the attic, but maybe we will just do something fun with that money... Who knows?!? All I know right now is that the inspector is almost done checking things outside, and I am starving so I cannot wait for him to be done... I am gonna head into work early so I can eat lunch there and then take a little nap before my shift starts... Gotta love the staff kitchen having a comfy couch! Summer reading starts today, and it is all feeling a little too surreal to me... I am sure that being in the midst of the karaoke craziness will be enough of a "pinch" to prove it's all real, though... You know? Later days...
I just mentioned that Boogie's 3-year-old picture is not hanging up yet, and Clark dutifully reminded me that we have yet to hang our family portrait from last fall as well... What the hell happens to the time?!? Later days...
Really?!? I never would have thought that I would rate high on a "Donna Reed" kind of scale... Who knew?
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Later days...
So, apparently, Clark thinks that I am crazy... He heard me typing and asked what I was doing... When I told him I was shopping for "lipo in a box" -- because I only have a month until Sulcata's wedding and I know I won't be able to slim down now if I haven't been able to in the last 3 months -- he was all like, "Why are you doing that?!?" And I was like, "Because I only have a month until the wedding, so I need time for this to ship." And then, after he asked (basically the same thing) a couple more times, I realized what Clark meant... He thought I was going to extremes and ordering some sort of crazy diet pills... I was all like, "No! It's a slimming suit to make me seem thinner -- I am not crazy enough to actually take diet pills!" So yes, my friends... This is what Prozac has brought me to...
I try not to be "that parent," but it's getting a little tough lately... Boogie is just so darn smart! Tonight, he was showing Clark how he can pick up random letters (from his alphabet puzzle), identify the letter, and give an example of a word that starts with that letter -- all before placing that letter in the correct part of the puzzle... Sure, lots of the examples of words he gave came from the pictures that were under the letters on the puzzle board, but I still think that's rather impressive for a 3-year-old... Working in daycare and as a substitute teacher for a local district, I have heard stories about kids who "failed" their kindergarten entrance exams for not knowing a sufficient percentage of their letters when they were presented out of order or for not being coordinated enough to play catch... I'm not positive, but I'm guessing Boogie will have little/no problem with that part, especially! I suppose he could always get shy with those people there watching him, but I am not exactly worried about it... I mean, the kid hits the ball more often than he misses, let alone being able to just play catch... And, sure he has 2 more years to work on all of these skills -- but he is already a freakin' genius! Teeheehee... I know... "Humble" mama is showing her true colors... Whatever... I can't help it that my kid is so awesome! Later days...
Part of me wants to go upstairs and bring Boogie into the bathroom as he is so strongly suggesting right now [read: crying]... Part of me knows that he has already gone pee 3 times in the last 1/2 hour and that he is really just stalling... Let alone the fact that I just about broke my toe when I went up the last time, since my walk through the dark living room caused me to kick a marshmallow shooter that Boogie had left out on the floor... I can see that my foot is only a little scratched, but it feels like my toenail is split... Good times... So, Clark is upstairs now -- he caved and went upstairs even though he is the one that always tells me not to cave -- and Boogie just sounds so pathetic... I really wish I hadn't let him stay up past his bedtime, but I was being lazy because it's Friday night... Grrr... Maybe I should try to get somewhere I can't hear him too well... [Bloody unlikely, I know]... Later days...
On my e-mail... On my Flickr... On my blog... And on my Google Reader... Just came across this hilarious strip from Penny Arcade: http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2008/6/4/dont-delay/... Priceless! Later days...
