Again. What's wrong with me?
House is flying along- they started putting up drywall yesterday. Siding's up, garage, basement, and porch stoop have been poured. (still no steps UP to the stoop, so it's a tall step, but it is there.)
Boo turned 2 yesterday. Her party will be Saturday. My dad flies into town (state) around 1pm tomorrow, my mother in law at 5ish. Dad leaves Tuesday (my birthday, and the day I go back to work after taking a couple vacation days), mother in law leaves... oh wait, that's right. My darling wonderful husband doesn't bother to decide ahead of time when his mother leaves. He waits until day 6 and then starts picking flights, leaving me in the agony of suspense THE WHOLE FLIPPIN WEEK and wonders why I never take more than 2 days off work. hmmm... let us think why I might do that...
Remember, we work for airline. We fly standby. Truthfully, the closer to departure time, the better idea if we can get on the flight. We only have to list ourselves (or parents, friends, whatever) 4 hours out. Company claims they want us to do it 24 hours before departure, but that's mostly for figuring out meals for first class.
I just had a 30 minute interruption talking to my hubby about a union issue in LAX. For a guy that used to work here, transferred there, and doesn't trust any of the union stewards there. So he asks my opinion alot. Gotta love it.
blah. I gotta wind down. And I'm out of my cheap good Australian wine, all I've got in the house are 2 Cahors wines (town in France where my aunt lives) and I'm not sure I'm ready to open either of them yet. Maybe it's a beer night. sigh. Dumb 5 hour rainstorm! Keeping me from doing as many errands as I intended! (didn't want to have girls in too many parking lots- they're awful fond of puddles and I'm not awful fond of getting splashed then having wet legs & shoes on me...
30 April 2009
18 April 2009
Bwah ha ha ha!!
That is exactly the text I sent a buddy from work Thursday, just after my darling Grady Sizemore hit a grand slam (the first in the new Yankee Stadium) against his Yanks. By the time I hit send, another home run. 9 run inning. Gotta love it. (Coworker told me to enjoy it, as it would probably be the highlight of my season.)
Friday the Tribe lost 6-5, but that's ok- it was close. It was a very close game.
Today... oh beautiful day. 22-4. TWENTYTWO to FOUR. Tribe had a FOURTEEN run inning. Ties team record. Set new Yanks record for most runs & hits allowed in an inning. (Coworker sent me a text about 5th inning "what? no world series cheers from the Indians fans?" to which I replied "I was being polite and waiting until the whuppin was over")
I'm just kinda ticked I didn't get to see the 14 run inning happen. Girls and I were at a friends house for her little girl's 3rd birthday. Glorious day here, mid-70s, clear sky, not humid. This was only half the party (the cake and run around be stupid half). Friday we will meet up at the snooty mall and go to Build-a-Bear. All the children are quite excited.
Boo's birthday party is 2 weeks from today. Nothing has been done except mailing invitations (and clearing use of Grammy's house with Grammy). Still need to figure out where to get a 'purple cow' birthday cake and buy farm or cow themed plates or something.
The more pressing issue tonight is Sissy's refusal to calm down. She power-napped in the car on the way home, and has been a hellion since 3 minutes after we got in the house. She has been sent to sit in her room twice (once by me, once by daddy). At the moment she is telling her sister to FREEZE while they eat dinner. They have almost finished, which means my smidgen of peace is nearly at an end.
The husband? He flippin ducked out to the grocery store, the wuss! He stayed home from the birthday to unearth the back bedroom for his mom's visit (for a week, for Boo's birthday). But somewhere around 3:30 he took a nap, because his mom called me at 4 (2nd time ever, I think) to check on what size clothing she should be buying the girls and he wasn't answering.
Friday the Tribe lost 6-5, but that's ok- it was close. It was a very close game.
Today... oh beautiful day. 22-4. TWENTYTWO to FOUR. Tribe had a FOURTEEN run inning. Ties team record. Set new Yanks record for most runs & hits allowed in an inning. (Coworker sent me a text about 5th inning "what? no world series cheers from the Indians fans?" to which I replied "I was being polite and waiting until the whuppin was over")
I'm just kinda ticked I didn't get to see the 14 run inning happen. Girls and I were at a friends house for her little girl's 3rd birthday. Glorious day here, mid-70s, clear sky, not humid. This was only half the party (the cake and run around be stupid half). Friday we will meet up at the snooty mall and go to Build-a-Bear. All the children are quite excited.
Boo's birthday party is 2 weeks from today. Nothing has been done except mailing invitations (and clearing use of Grammy's house with Grammy). Still need to figure out where to get a 'purple cow' birthday cake and buy farm or cow themed plates or something.
The more pressing issue tonight is Sissy's refusal to calm down. She power-napped in the car on the way home, and has been a hellion since 3 minutes after we got in the house. She has been sent to sit in her room twice (once by me, once by daddy). At the moment she is telling her sister to FREEZE while they eat dinner. They have almost finished, which means my smidgen of peace is nearly at an end.
The husband? He flippin ducked out to the grocery store, the wuss! He stayed home from the birthday to unearth the back bedroom for his mom's visit (for a week, for Boo's birthday). But somewhere around 3:30 he took a nap, because his mom called me at 4 (2nd time ever, I think) to check on what size clothing she should be buying the girls and he wasn't answering.
10 April 2009
fire!
No, not really. Just a Kindle.
Father the techno-geek has had a Kindle for what seems like ages. When the Kindle 2 came out, naturally he had to upgrade. Nobody at his work was serious about acquiring his old one from him, so he shipped it to me. He even left it on his account, so I just choose "shop in Kindle store" from the menu, decide which of my (heavy on the paranormal/vampires/erotica) books I'm willing to have show up on his computer screen, and get me something to read.
So far, I've gotten 2 books. Both are horror/paranormal anthologies, both cost under $1.50 from the Kindle store. I'm such a wuss.
Although, once I charge this sucker overnight, I fully intend to buy Body Movers 4. (Stephanie Bond)(no paranormal/vampire stuff)(just almost always set in Atlanta, and sex scenes tend to start on the floor in this series.)(it's the couch in another series)
I apologize for jibberish. I realized the time and practically chugged my glass of wine.
In the morning (oh shit, I gotta get up in about 6 hours... oops...) we meet with the electrician and then the 'pre-wire' people. (pre-wire installs phone/cable outlets)
Last week's Brinks and closet meetings went well. The closet was better than expected, since after the Brinks meeting we were standing in what will be our bedroom realizing there simply is NO SPACE for my long dresser. (this sucks as I really like what used to be grandma's dresser that grandpa installed lights on.) So the closet people design and then build (from 1" particle board in a shop onsite) drawers and adjustable shelves and hang racks. It'll be cool. The lady asked each of us how much stuff we fold, hang, how many pairs of shoes we have, they MEASURED our shoes to see how much space they take up, she asked how many long items I hang... it was detailed. All told, I wind up with 3 9" drawers, 3 7" drawers, 2 chunks of shelves, 3 chunks of half-height racks, and 18" of long hang rack. My side of the closet is 96" long. (his is 84" or so due to an air vent running up the wall in the back.)
Dresser? We don' need no steenkin dresser!
Well, hubby promised me we can stuff it in 'bonus' room for visiting parents to use if they're staying a long time which actually has me really worried cause his momma already stays a week at a stretch.... (my dad tends to come up for 2-3 days, every other month. His momma comes up for a week, twice a year on girls' birthdays.) He's also promised I can put grandma's old kitchen table up there as my craft table (currently I got nothing to sew on, so my sewing machine lives at my mom's house and I just use it there whenever possible). That room is gonna get crowded fast. Good thing it's like THE BIGGEST ROOM IN THE HOUSE! Not really, but close. It's bigger than the master bedroom, it just doesn't have a 7' long closet and attached bathroom. Playroom is bigger, and great room too I think but that's it. It is (by far) the largest bedroom.
Crud. Typing skills have gone from buzzed to garbage. Plus that wake-up time edges ever closer, especially with having to backspace and fix spelling errors like every third word.
goodnight anyone.
Father the techno-geek has had a Kindle for what seems like ages. When the Kindle 2 came out, naturally he had to upgrade. Nobody at his work was serious about acquiring his old one from him, so he shipped it to me. He even left it on his account, so I just choose "shop in Kindle store" from the menu, decide which of my (heavy on the paranormal/vampires/erotica) books I'm willing to have show up on his computer screen, and get me something to read.
So far, I've gotten 2 books. Both are horror/paranormal anthologies, both cost under $1.50 from the Kindle store. I'm such a wuss.
Although, once I charge this sucker overnight, I fully intend to buy Body Movers 4. (Stephanie Bond)(no paranormal/vampire stuff)(just almost always set in Atlanta, and sex scenes tend to start on the floor in this series.)(it's the couch in another series)
I apologize for jibberish. I realized the time and practically chugged my glass of wine.
In the morning (oh shit, I gotta get up in about 6 hours... oops...) we meet with the electrician and then the 'pre-wire' people. (pre-wire installs phone/cable outlets)
Last week's Brinks and closet meetings went well. The closet was better than expected, since after the Brinks meeting we were standing in what will be our bedroom realizing there simply is NO SPACE for my long dresser. (this sucks as I really like what used to be grandma's dresser that grandpa installed lights on.) So the closet people design and then build (from 1" particle board in a shop onsite) drawers and adjustable shelves and hang racks. It'll be cool. The lady asked each of us how much stuff we fold, hang, how many pairs of shoes we have, they MEASURED our shoes to see how much space they take up, she asked how many long items I hang... it was detailed. All told, I wind up with 3 9" drawers, 3 7" drawers, 2 chunks of shelves, 3 chunks of half-height racks, and 18" of long hang rack. My side of the closet is 96" long. (his is 84" or so due to an air vent running up the wall in the back.)
Dresser? We don' need no steenkin dresser!
Well, hubby promised me we can stuff it in 'bonus' room for visiting parents to use if they're staying a long time which actually has me really worried cause his momma already stays a week at a stretch.... (my dad tends to come up for 2-3 days, every other month. His momma comes up for a week, twice a year on girls' birthdays.) He's also promised I can put grandma's old kitchen table up there as my craft table (currently I got nothing to sew on, so my sewing machine lives at my mom's house and I just use it there whenever possible). That room is gonna get crowded fast. Good thing it's like THE BIGGEST ROOM IN THE HOUSE! Not really, but close. It's bigger than the master bedroom, it just doesn't have a 7' long closet and attached bathroom. Playroom is bigger, and great room too I think but that's it. It is (by far) the largest bedroom.
Crud. Typing skills have gone from buzzed to garbage. Plus that wake-up time edges ever closer, especially with having to backspace and fix spelling errors like every third word.
goodnight anyone.
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