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March 2008

Loadsicle

I have done nothing this weekend but go to the movies.  No cleaning, no dishes, no grocery shopping, nothing.  I have been a complete and total piece of shit.  I am mad at myself.

Today I am going to do all the laundry that has piled up, do a little tidying, and maybe read Skinny Bitch again, because I am very unmotivated in that department lately.  But the diet works.  I can't believe I lost 11 lbs eating the vegan way.  But of course since Easter, with all of the candy around, I have put back on a few.

I just told Hubz that he is going grocery shopping today.  He asked why.  I said, "Look at me, I am wearing capri pants and a bun, I'm not going anywhere!"  He said, "Let me write that down."  LOL!

It will be a productive day around the house.  I may nap, but not for long.  I don't want to waste today, like I have wasted the other days of this weekend. 

I've got to get out of this funk.

Trying To Become Un-Bored

We are going to see Horton Hears A Who today at the theater.  That should be fun!  (Yes I know I Twittered that already)

Maybe I will start going tanning again.  That is fun.

I have two books coming from Booksfree that I can't wait to read.  One is about conversations (which I need some help with), and the other one is about Mommy being happy.  Looking forward to that.

Hubz and I have a date night in April, so that is something to look forward to.

I am having a sleepover at my Mom's in April too, we are going to make a pitcher of Long Island Iced Tea and make dinner, and that WILL be fun.

I am hopefully going out to dinner then a bar with some friends.  That will also be fun.

So lots to look forward to. 

Sigh.

Bored

I am just so bored, with life in general.  I need to find some new interests.

I love taking pictures so I thought let's find a photography class to take.   Does anyone have one near me, no, of course not.

Do I feel like knitting?  Not really.

Taking more yoga classes?  Not if I have to smell stinky feet on a weeknight.

I just don't know what to do.

I am frustrated.

The Disappearing Tooth

One of Ben's front baby teeth is going back up into the gum, and his adult tooth is coming through in front of it.  So strange.

I honestly thought he either lost his baby tooth and didn't tell me, or he broke it somehow, but once he let me take a closer look, no, there are two teeth there!

Of course I tried to google it, but nothing.

What do you think??

Happy Easter

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Have a blessed holiday!

Storytelling

Yesterday, I met with a long lost boyfriend from high school, Jon, for coffee at Starbucks.  I must admit I was freaking out a bit, I haven't seen him in 12 years or so, making sure that I looked okay, blah, blah, blah.  I was even shaking as I was placing my coffee order, I could hardly get out the words a large sugar-free-vanilla-soy-latte.  I must admit I am an expensive date.

We had a great time, we were together about an hour and a half.  Talking, having coffee.  And what I realized from this is that I can't tell a story to save my life.  And that sucks.

He is a wonderful story teller.  He talked about his family, high school times, work, and whatever else came up.  Then there is me, flustered, trying to get a story out about my family, and sounded like a moron.  Or so I thought anyway.  But all in all we had a wonderful time.  It was great to see him again!  I wasn't nervous by the end.

I should have stuck with the whole Toastmasters thing.  That was the whole reason I went there in the first place.  I honestly don't remember if I was EVER good at storytelling.  I must have been in high school.  Maybe it's the meds.  Beats me.  I can blog til the cows come home, but the actual TELLING of the story, no dice.

Maybe he can teach me...

My Desk

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This is my desk at work.

What a mess.

I think I may clean it up today.

This is my home away from home.


Sammy Push Ups

My SIL has a dog named Winnie.  She is a beautiful dog.  My SIL likes to bring her over to play with Sammy.  So on Ben's birthday, Winnie was over, so guess what Sammy was trying to do.

Yes, hump her, poor Winnie.  They are both fixed, but I guess Sammy still has that drive that boy dogs have. 

One time Sammy was humping NEXT TO Winnie in our kitchen.  Benny sees this and laughing hysterically says, "Look Mom!  Sammy is doing push ups!"  Well I just lost it.

It was hysterical, and Ben still says almost every day, "Remember Sammy doing the push ups?  That was so funny!" then he will get on the floor and do the doggie push ups.  Now THAT is a video waiting to happen.

Anxiety

It's kind of crazy when you wake up feeling a bit anxious.  What a horrible way to wake up.  Not too bad, but just enough for me not to go to yoga today.  I just didn't feel like being in a crowd.

I am feeling better by now, but how strange.  I hate to miss yoga.  I missed it last week due to the time change, I missed it this week, and of course because of Easter they won't be having it next week.  So three weeks in a row.  I wonder if they will forget my name.

I love yoga, don't get me wrong.  Just wasn't up to it today.  That kind of stinks especially since it was already paid for. 

I suck.

Conferences

I always dread going to conferences with the kids' teachers.  Not sure why, they always seem to go well.  Probably the social aspect of it, and the talking about MY kids.  Luckily now Hubz always comes with me and he always has a lot to say.

Maddy's teacher just loves her but is concerned about her paying attention and her math.  These are things that she has had issues with since Kindergarten.  So they are nothing new to us.  We did up her medicine so we were surprised about the paying attention part.  But all in all she is doing well.

Benny's teacher is in love with him.  Thinks he is the best thing since sliced bread.  He is also doing well in class, better than Maddy is even.  He has all A's and a few B's sprinkled in there.  I am surprised with his issues and all.  But he needs to stop telling other kids they are bad and are going to the Principal, because in a few years that could get him beat up.  That is one thing about the Asperger's, the social skills are lacking.  He will learn. 

So all in all it went well.  I am pleased.

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