Entries from April 2007
Did you know that if your house is a mess, you can wake up in the morning and start cleaning up, and in about 3 hours your house will be clean?
Until today, neither did I.
My excuse when I was a SAHM was that “I’m spending TIME WITH MY CHILD” or, alternatively, “How am I supposed to clean with a toddler underfoot? Do you expect me to IGNORE MY PRESHUS BAAABBBEE just to scrub the baseboards?”. And now that I’m working, I’m all, ” I only see my preshus baaabbbee for 2 or 3 hours a day! You expect me to worry about making the bed???”
So, the house is (surface) clean, and the preshus baaabbbee is unneglected. Also the excuses=out the window. Shit. I really had a good thing going.
Categories: Life
I am the RIAA’s worst nightmare. Since Napster came out, I can count on one hand how many CDs I have purchased for myself. And most of those were those compilation albums like NOW! 3457, that seem like a good idea until you realize that you only like 3 songs.
My mom wanted Pink’s new album, so I when I was looking for it, I found this album. I realized this morning without even opening it how lame 90% of the songs are.
Will I never learn????
Categories: Life · Link Heavy · it'll rot your brain · radio
I read some of the comments on my last post, and I think some of you got the wrong impression. I was joking. (Not about the begging for sex part. But if you knew me, you’d know that I pretty much ask my husband to come home and do me daily. LOL)
My husband isn’t neglecting me AT ALL. He was in the middle of something at work, and I was basically whining that I couldn’t wait to see him.
The point of the post was more about how I’ve sunk so low that I’m even mentioning a whisper of an innuendo of my sex life on the internets. Especially because I think that people related to me by both blood and marriage read this site. Possibly. I don’t really want to know.
For the record: The Highlander=Sex Machine (get on the scene!!)
Categories: Marriage · The Highlander
I just called my husband and begged him to come home and “do” me. So it’s come to this. Not only am I having to ask for it (and even the promise of sexy time didn’t send him speeding home. I called him 2 hours ago!!) I’m also telling the internet. GOD.
Oh how the (not) mighty have fallen.
Categories: Marriage · The Highlander
Since none of our 14 cameras had any juice on Saturday morning before I left to go to Melissa’s, I have shamelessly lifted 2 pics of our trip to the zoo from her blog. Mostly because my hair looks pretty damn good. Kinda wish I’d brushed it though.

Here we are checking out the Cougars. Ducky told me that they were kitty cats that say ROAR.

And here’s Kevin and Ducky feeding the “sheepies”. She refused to feed them from her palm, because, “They lick, mommy”, so she got very bossy with them and fed them one pellet at a time, no pushing. That’s right Ducky. Don’t take any shit from sheep.
We had a great time. The zoo was much more zoo like than the one in my local park. I think they just fenced in whatever animals wandered in to the area. LOL
And the biggest hit was the “Farm” section. Kids don’t care about Wallabys. They want to see some moo-cows!
It was fun for me too, I got to walk with Ducky and Kevin, and he was good about holding my hand, and when we were waiting for the choo-choo, I got to hold Olivia, and I think Duck got a little jealous, so I got to hold them both! Later after we got off the train, Melissa went to get the stroller and I took the girls to the sidewalk, just to get out of the stroller gridlock, and the three of us admired a peacock that was just waddling around.
Spending the day with those cuties made me want more children B-A-D. I even called The Highlander on the ride home and cried about it. I don’t need another baby because I’M a baby!! I am trying so hard to be patient. I really really really really am. Believe me? Nah. Me neither.
I really should go perform my wifely duties now. (Get your mind out of the gutter!! I have to wash the dishes and take out the garbage
)
Adios muchacos!
Categories: Ducky-Duck · Friends · Good Times · Life · Motherhood · NJ
Wow. A whole lot of nothin’ going on here. Just 10 days ago I had 107 WHOLE visitors (it’s a lot for me. shutup.) and today (GMT, no less). ONE. Who are you? Please identify yourself. I will award you a bouquet of freshly sharpened pencils.
The Highlander got paid today!!! After 4 months of unemployment, it’s so nice to see an actual paycheck, not an unemployment check. Also we’re both paid weekly, which is so old skool. So, every Friday, snugly deposited in our account will be the same amount he was bringing home BIWEEKLY from his old job. AWESOME. Man, I hope no one asks me for a loan.
Although considering that only ONE person viewed my blog today, I’d say the chances are slim. Unless that person is a freaky internet cafe surfing broke ass person. In which case, just wait 10 minutes and $20 will come flying out of the printer. Honest. Go look.
Must go, lunchtime!!
Categories: Life · The Highlander
…cuz mama, mama, I”M COMING HOME.
Actually I do care about the sunshine. And we’ve been home for about an hour and a half.
Even though we had to pay for tonight, we didn’t care, and just chanced it and came home. We were so over that place it wasn’t even funny. There was no damage to our place at all. Most of the damage was at the back of the complex, near the river. Our building is right next to the road. When we left the waters had lapped to nearly 100 feet from our building. (We are approximately 1/4 th mile from the river bank)
Remind me to tell you later why we will not be taking Ducky on ANY trip that requires a hotel stay, like EVER again.
We know how lucky we were and just how much worse it could have been. I had a chance to pack. We had the financial means to be able to decide to stay in a hotel instead of sleeping on a cot at the Red Cross shelter. And we were gone less than 24 hours. The longest day of our lives, to be sure, but still really happy it’s over.
Thanks for the kind comments and emails. I love the internets.
Categories: Again with the song lyrics · refugee camp
I just called the police. We’re staying at the hotel another night. I’m glad we’re safe, but damn. This sucks.
And there’s no hot water until 3pm. But they did give us the refugee rate last night.
We’re heading to Target to get this child some goddamned crayons or something. And while I grabbed our wedding album and baby book, I neglected to grab our bathing suits. So I’ll be picking those up too.
Categories: refugee camp
As I’ve said before, we live “Down By The River”. Although it was a Chris Farley joke, I was also being quite literal. The flood waters are 300 feet from our apartment. We are being evacuated.
I am so fucking freaked right now. We are 95% packed, we just have to figure out where the fuck we are going. I hope we get a hotel room, and they don’t force us to go to the library. I am NOT sleeping on a cot in the library.
Hopefully, we’ll be home tomorrow.Keep us in your thoughts, and if you pray, your prayers. I’m sure we’ll be fine, BUT, still freaked out. Majorly.
Categories: refugee camp