We're going to Universal Studios tomorrow for the long weekend. I've got to finish some work stuff before we can go so I'm pulling one of those horrid all nighters. I'm getting closer to being able to go to bed, I hope. I just had to take a quick breather to refresh my mind a bit. If I had any sense at all, I would have put the computer down and not blogged. But apparently, I don't.
Worse than that, I don't even have anything exciting to say.
Its a tough week for my team. We're making a push to release some products before the long weekend. Everyone is mentally on vacation, but we're hanging in there and getting it done. To help with moral, I stopped this morning and picked up two dozen Krispy Kreme donuts. They were "Hot Fresh Now. " Yum. They are a Southern tradition and if you've ever been involved in a high school sport or club, you've sold a few dozen or so at a big intersection to raise money for something. We've been talking about having some for weeks now. After yesterday, donuts were definitely in order. My team was appreciative and we had a pleasant morning, temporarily forgetting the nightmare before us. The funny thing is that people came out of the woodwork when they found out that we had Krispy Kreme. I had no idea that I had that many friends in the office. These donuts are literally people magnets. They were coming from every department to see who had the Krispy Kreme donuts. We were glad to share because we certainly aren't stingy and we were feeling a bit sluggish after the initial feast. I'm partial to Dunkin Donuts myself so I must admit that I was a bit surprised by the overwhelming reactions to these hot donuts. Who knew the power these things possessed? I bet these people would have washed my car or babysat my kids to get one of these donuts. I'm thinking if we want to change the World, we just need to mass produce Krispy Kreme donuts. I believe they really are a starting point to World peace.
This will be the name of the parenting book that I am going to write. If I wasn't so darn busy being SuperMom, I'd explain. Luckily, it is pretty much self-explanatory. I think I'll include a DVD with video clips that show examples of exactly how to ensure that your child expects dessert after every meal. Better yet, I'll give seminars with my baby on my hip holding the remote control because he's already decided that it belongs to him. I'd love to elaborate further but I have to go make muffins so that I can bribe my child to get out of bed in the morning ;-).
Is this possible or do you just lose all together?
Ben is on the move and with that everything on the floor goes in his mouth. We're telling Sam on a daily basis that he's got to be more diligent about picking his stuff up off the floor. He listens sporadically these days so I can't depend on him. The area rug in the family room has a lot of color and pattern. The only way to ensure that it is safe for Ben is to vacuum because this baby could find a needle in a haystack blindfolded with one hand tied behind his back. So every night after dinner, I vacuum. And if its small and left on the floor, it gets sucked up. I hate doing this but its lose a toy or risk Ben putting it in his mouth. Sad thing is that I've sucked up at least a dozen Legos at this point and Sam hasn't even noticed. So does doing the best for Ben overrule the toy sacrifice? Will I even get an honorable mention this year? Um, doubtful. I'm sure there's some clause about getting on your hands and knees with a flashlight to save the Legos.
Holy Cow Batman! I can't believe that I forgot to write about this movie. What a weird movie. And I couldn't break away. It was like watching a train wreck. I was morbidly interested and sickened at the same time. It was awesome and awful at the same time. I was sympathetic to Bree, but then confused by everyone's reaction to her. Those really close to her didn't notice she was really a man and others who should have loved her unconditionally were sickened by her. It was sad and odd at the same time. If you haven't seen it, you should.
increase my bust.
Not really, but I have that mantra going through my head. I must, I must, I must blog before bed. Not a whole lot to say, but I can at least say that I did blog today.
Let's see...
1. Got up and even though I've shopped like a lunatic for two weeks now, I did the I've got nothing to wear dance.
2. Got kids dressed, greeted the sitter at the door, and rode off to work in silence. Ahhh, my only me time is my ride to work. And I generally do it without the radio. Not on purpose, but the sad thing is that I don't miss the radio. I'm so into my own thoughts and the quiet that I generally don't notice that the radio isn't on. Pitiful, I know.
3. Worked. Crappy day. Won't go there because I don't want to relive it.
4. Came home, played on the floor with my boys, made a library run, fed the baby, shared a frozen pizza with Sam, got everyone clean and tucked in bed, picked up the house, cruised the Net for too long, and then started to blog.
5. After blogging, going to bed.
Doesn't sound like much, but trust me it was more than enough for one day.
Being totally committed to getting this thing going again, I've just come in from my four hour yard sale. I'm hot, but my pocket is full of cash.
Never Again. Never, never, never again. All together now - NEVER AGAIN.
All in all it was successful and I unloaded a bunch of crap, but two things happened to infuriate me....
1. Can you hold that lawn mower for me? I need to run to the bank and get some cash. I'll be back in 20 minutes. - Never came back and three other people asked about the lawn mower so it was a totally lost sale. If you say you're coming back, then damnit come back. I was being very kind to hold said lawn mower for you. Hell, I don't even know you, but I was being kind so be kind in return.
2. Will you take $2 for this curtain rod? - Um, no. I want the price that's on it or I would have put $2 for it. I put $5 because that's way beyond fair. I paid over $40 for it and if don't want to pay $5 then it won't be yours. But don't offer $2 and then act like I'm not being fair when I say no. I'm committed to $5 and if no one wants to pay me $5 then I'll put it back in my basement. Good Dog, you could have offered $4 and I probably would have said yes, but don't insult me with $2. It just don't work that way.
Trying to get this thing going again...
1. My kids - (WOW. I still can't believe that word is plural. Every time I say it out loud, I freak just a little bit inside even though its been almost eight months. The "s" sound on the end of that word sounds so grown up. Like when did I grow up?!?!) They are both the neatest, coolest little dudes I know. They are funny, sweet, incredibly handsome, and growing up WAY too fast.
2. My husband - Ed is my fav-o-rite husband. Well he is my only husband, but I'm sure if I had multiple husbands, he'd be numero uno. He's just the right amount of supportive, considerate, generous, and asshole all at the same time. Most of the time, he knows just what I need even if it isn't what I want. He thinks that I should have all the clothes and shoes that I want and he doesn't think that Ann Taylor is too expensive. That alone makes him the World's Best Husband. I realize that I'm a spoiled brat and he does too, but he really doesn't seem to mind. Everyday, he makes life totally interesting even if it is in some body function disgusting humor kind of way.
3. My house - This is my third house. Each was brand new and we picked out all the goodies, but this one truly has my heart. I loved that last two, but with each I kept dreaming of the next one. I can honestly say that I'm not even looking at new homes. I L.O.V.E. this house. Its mine for keeps.
4. Baby Einstein - When a girl needs a shower or five minutes to blog, this stuff does the trick. I swear its like Baby Crack and all he has to do is hear the first note and he whips his head in the direction of the TV so fast its scary. If in ten years they discover that these DVDs cause kids to become serial killers, this boy is in trouble because he's getting a daily dose. Its horrible I know, but he's in the attached at the hip stage and a girl's gotta shower, ya know?
5. Netflix - Who knew that having movies delivered to your home could be so much fun? I kept holding on to that Blockbuster card and was way too chicken to make the switch, but once the movies started showing up at my mailbox, I was a believer. Netflix is tons of fun and none of the work.
6. Diet Dr. Pepper - I swear this stuff tastes just like real Dr. Pepper. I don't even realize that I'm drinking a Diet drink and God knows that I HATE Diet drinks. I'm only allowing myself one a day because I'm still nursing, but when the breastfeeding ends I'm going to drown myself in it.
7. Coach - Anyone whose ever owned one knows exactly why this one makes my list. I feel stylish and they last even when you're dragging around two kids. And when people see me on the street, they think I've got it together. They have no idea that the bottom of my handbag is filled with old Cheerios.
8. Wireless Networks - I'm all about working, but from the comfort of my couch thankyouverymuch.
9. TiVo - Love is being able to watch the Sopranos or What Not To Wear on my own schedule. Need I say more?
10. My Blackberry - Hated, hated, hated the idea of getting one. I was NEVER going to be one of those tied to email kind of people. But when "that thing" was finally thrust upon me, I was truly transformed. Never has a gadget changed my life as much as this little jewel. I always feel like I know what the heck is going on. I'm organized, connected, efficient, and reachable wherever I am. What I thought would tie me down, gave me freedom like I didn't know was possible.
Just saw a teen at the gas station with a ring of hickies around his neck. All the way around his neck. Gag:
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