The streetlights in front of our house (and in the whole back section of our neighborhood) came on for the first time Friday night. They came on Saturday night at dusk, but around midnight they were off. In fact, all the streetlights in the whole place went off. They've stayed off since.
Hubby reported our power blinked 3 times Sunday while I was at work. I staggered downstairs a few minutes late this morning, calculating quite how long I could nurse my cup of coffee before leaving the house, and stared blankly at the coffeemaker blinking "12:00" at me. No coffee. That's not good.
I quickly set the clock(s) in the kitchen and hit Brew Now, but it's not the same. I feel rushed. I like to savor the morning coffee.
And to just top off this morning, my boss is gone. Starting his new position in Dallas.
Blah.
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18 January 2010
01 January 2010
20010
Sorry, that was the subject on a mass email at work and it made me laugh.
It continues to snow, and be kinda cold. That's not much fun. I suspect there is ice under the snow on the streets, which means when I give in and take the dog out it will require much effort to not fall down. This will be a slightly different type of not fall down effort than last night, which was caused by one big glass of wine. Wine made from Concord grapes. I'll not be buying it again. My brain had a hard time with tasting grape juice & getting sloshed at the same time. Kinda like I used to be with all yogurt (now I can eat the whipped ones or the mix-stuff-in ones). There's sweet taste but a something underneath that just isn't right.
My father (who eventually made it home to his place in Texas late Monday night)(yea, only 4 days after he left France) texted at 12:42 talking about how he'd been playing Wii at his friend's place. Glad someone was having fun. I drank, and I read more of Under the Dome (that there new Stephen King book). Yee haw. Such an exciting life I lead. And I am so just rambling right now, aren't I? I should stop. Munchkin (with her hair cut!!! It's a little past her shoulders now) has claimed my recliner again, but has not turned on the massaging stuff yet. Oh, she's drawing patterns in the plush with her toes.
sigh. Happy New Year to all.
It continues to snow, and be kinda cold. That's not much fun. I suspect there is ice under the snow on the streets, which means when I give in and take the dog out it will require much effort to not fall down. This will be a slightly different type of not fall down effort than last night, which was caused by one big glass of wine. Wine made from Concord grapes. I'll not be buying it again. My brain had a hard time with tasting grape juice & getting sloshed at the same time. Kinda like I used to be with all yogurt (now I can eat the whipped ones or the mix-stuff-in ones). There's sweet taste but a something underneath that just isn't right.
My father (who eventually made it home to his place in Texas late Monday night)(yea, only 4 days after he left France) texted at 12:42 talking about how he'd been playing Wii at his friend's place. Glad someone was having fun. I drank, and I read more of Under the Dome (that there new Stephen King book). Yee haw. Such an exciting life I lead. And I am so just rambling right now, aren't I? I should stop. Munchkin (with her hair cut!!! It's a little past her shoulders now) has claimed my recliner again, but has not turned on the massaging stuff yet. Oh, she's drawing patterns in the plush with her toes.
sigh. Happy New Year to all.
12 December 2009
time to go now
It is 5:54am Central Time. We are up and moving. (well, 3 of us. We haven't gotten Boo up yet.)
We are checked in for our flight, hubby is about to get in the shower, Munchkin & I are dressed. I guess I should go raid the coffee (for me) and chocolate milk (for her).
This here new computer turned out very nice. We successfully networked them together yesterday, so all of MIL's pictures are now moved over. She didn't lose anything! YAY!
Hubby snapped at his baby sister yesterday, actually he didn't really snap she just took it as snapping and went out to the garage (where we smoke down here) to call middle sister "He says I'm gonna have parental controls on the new computer and he's an administrator and blah blah"
She never said anything to his face, but shortly after she left she called MIL to gripe some more.
For the record, baby sis is 2 or 3 years OLDER than I am. Plus she spent a couple evenings "Oh, I won't need to use mom's computer. We have 2 over here." (at her boyfriends place, where she pretty much lives, much to MIL's relief.)
yeah. Drama. Huzzah for going home!!
Actually, when hubby noticed Munchkin was waking up and went to give her a hug, she asked "is it time to go back to Ohio now?" he told her yes, and she said "Oh good."
We are checked in for our flight, hubby is about to get in the shower, Munchkin & I are dressed. I guess I should go raid the coffee (for me) and chocolate milk (for her).
This here new computer turned out very nice. We successfully networked them together yesterday, so all of MIL's pictures are now moved over. She didn't lose anything! YAY!
Hubby snapped at his baby sister yesterday, actually he didn't really snap she just took it as snapping and went out to the garage (where we smoke down here) to call middle sister "He says I'm gonna have parental controls on the new computer and he's an administrator and blah blah"
She never said anything to his face, but shortly after she left she called MIL to gripe some more.
For the record, baby sis is 2 or 3 years OLDER than I am. Plus she spent a couple evenings "Oh, I won't need to use mom's computer. We have 2 over here." (at her boyfriends place, where she pretty much lives, much to MIL's relief.)
yeah. Drama. Huzzah for going home!!
Actually, when hubby noticed Munchkin was waking up and went to give her a hug, she asked "is it time to go back to Ohio now?" he told her yes, and she said "Oh good."
04 December 2009
I am doubting...
I was just browsing some things on Amazon. My recent history now shows 2 versions of Into the Woods (London cast & Original Broadway cast), plus some "Legends of Broadway" Bernadette Peters album. The 'picks' based on what others with my recent history have bought?
4 count em 4 fantasy/erotica novels.
Yes, I know they are fantasy/erotica novels because I already have 3 of them on my Kindle. As the Kindle is still tied into father's credit card (thanks again Dad!) my weird-ass literature choices show up in HIS history. I feel bad about that sometimes. For a while. Then I buy another MaryJanice Davidson book and laugh until I forget. (Seriously. Her stuff cracks me up. The Queen Betsy series, the Fred the mermaid stuff, even Hello Gorgeous is funny.)
We fly to Texas stupidly early Sunday morning. Let's see, scheduled departure is..... 35hours and 6 minutes from now. I think. It's 21:34 Friday night, we leave at 06:40 Sunday morning.
Personally, I think the hubby's on crack thinking we'll get us AND the girls up and to the airport that early. He's trying to bribe me by pointing out we'll get to Mesquite around 9:30am so we can stop for breakfast at Denny's. I love Denny's. There are no more Denny's anywhere around central Ohio. They all left. It makes me very sad. Also making me sad, my dumbass put the rental car reservation in my own name, meaning I'll have to drive. I hate driving in Texas. I can do it, I just really really don't like it. (I will not ever try to drive in NYC. That I flat out refuse. Or LA. Dallas & Seattle were bad enough.)
OK, time for a different holiday beer (Shiner "Cheer" is awesome!!! Buy it if you see it!)(tonight I'll try the one from Columbus Brewing Co) and then crash. Trying to shift bedtime earlier in preparation for Sunday. ugh.
4 count em 4 fantasy/erotica novels.
Yes, I know they are fantasy/erotica novels because I already have 3 of them on my Kindle. As the Kindle is still tied into father's credit card (thanks again Dad!) my weird-ass literature choices show up in HIS history. I feel bad about that sometimes. For a while. Then I buy another MaryJanice Davidson book and laugh until I forget. (Seriously. Her stuff cracks me up. The Queen Betsy series, the Fred the mermaid stuff, even Hello Gorgeous is funny.)
We fly to Texas stupidly early Sunday morning. Let's see, scheduled departure is..... 35hours and 6 minutes from now. I think. It's 21:34 Friday night, we leave at 06:40 Sunday morning.
Personally, I think the hubby's on crack thinking we'll get us AND the girls up and to the airport that early. He's trying to bribe me by pointing out we'll get to Mesquite around 9:30am so we can stop for breakfast at Denny's. I love Denny's. There are no more Denny's anywhere around central Ohio. They all left. It makes me very sad. Also making me sad, my dumbass put the rental car reservation in my own name, meaning I'll have to drive. I hate driving in Texas. I can do it, I just really really don't like it. (I will not ever try to drive in NYC. That I flat out refuse. Or LA. Dallas & Seattle were bad enough.)
OK, time for a different holiday beer (Shiner "Cheer" is awesome!!! Buy it if you see it!)(tonight I'll try the one from Columbus Brewing Co) and then crash. Trying to shift bedtime earlier in preparation for Sunday. ugh.
09 October 2009
in which I have no money...
Gah. I am broke for the next two weeks. Payday was today, and while I have not quite $600 coming into my account, I have bills due totaling $500 (and that's just the ones I remember!) due before the next payday. Sadly, I also very much want some new winter boots (waterproof, easy on/off, for use at work and when walking the dog). We did a family outing to the shoe store yesterday so I could look for some, and I did find some shoes that would suit my purposes but they did not have them in my size. We did not leave emptyhanded (or footed, actually, as the girls both left the store wearing the new boots they each got. Our bag contained the shoes they had worn into the store and 2 sets of Hello Kitty socks for Boo).
Today is a miserable dreary day. I can hear airplanes flying overhead but cannot see them at all. We are only 5 miles from the end of the runway, so normally we get an excellent view of all aircraft whether they are going in for landing or heading out. (We both work for an airline, and somehow both still enjoy the magic thousands of pounds of thrust can work to send a metal tube hurtling through the sky.)
Yesterday I managed to get the girls' clothing through the washer and dryer, but simply dumped it all out of the dryer into a basket. I hate folding their clothes. It's numbing and awkward and takes forever. I don't mind doing the grownup clothes at all, and got all of our jeans washed (put away while the girls ate breakfast). It would be wise of me to wash the towels too, but the motivation just isn't there.
Late last night when walking the dog I noticed flickering light in the house next to us (which is not completed, scheduled for the lovely couple and their infant son to move in by the end of next month). I stood outside in the drizzle for a while watching, decided it was indeed firelight I was seeing, and debated going through the mud to see why there was fire and was it contained. I went back inside, washed the dishes, fed the pets, and decided I really needed to check on the flames. So I put on my ultra-muddy tennis shoes (muddy from checking out 3rd house down's terrible furnace location last weekend) and clambered through the mud up to the front window. I discovered a gas-fed space heater type device sitting smack in the middle of the living room. Having satisfied myself that their house (and ours) would not burn down during the night, I slid back down the mudpile to my grass and noticed my feet felt like they had 5 extra pounds each. So then I spent 10 minutes (in the rain, by now) trying to scrape most of the mud off.
Yeah. I had a fun evening. I kept thinking there was something else I had meant to get done before going to bed and thought of it as I pulled back the blanket to climb in- I meant to change the sheets to a flannel set. Darling husband helped with that this morning while I emptied the dishwasher.
I need to go do something fun. All this dutiful housewife stuff is smothering me.
Today is a miserable dreary day. I can hear airplanes flying overhead but cannot see them at all. We are only 5 miles from the end of the runway, so normally we get an excellent view of all aircraft whether they are going in for landing or heading out. (We both work for an airline, and somehow both still enjoy the magic thousands of pounds of thrust can work to send a metal tube hurtling through the sky.)
Yesterday I managed to get the girls' clothing through the washer and dryer, but simply dumped it all out of the dryer into a basket. I hate folding their clothes. It's numbing and awkward and takes forever. I don't mind doing the grownup clothes at all, and got all of our jeans washed (put away while the girls ate breakfast). It would be wise of me to wash the towels too, but the motivation just isn't there.
Late last night when walking the dog I noticed flickering light in the house next to us (which is not completed, scheduled for the lovely couple and their infant son to move in by the end of next month). I stood outside in the drizzle for a while watching, decided it was indeed firelight I was seeing, and debated going through the mud to see why there was fire and was it contained. I went back inside, washed the dishes, fed the pets, and decided I really needed to check on the flames. So I put on my ultra-muddy tennis shoes (muddy from checking out 3rd house down's terrible furnace location last weekend) and clambered through the mud up to the front window. I discovered a gas-fed space heater type device sitting smack in the middle of the living room. Having satisfied myself that their house (and ours) would not burn down during the night, I slid back down the mudpile to my grass and noticed my feet felt like they had 5 extra pounds each. So then I spent 10 minutes (in the rain, by now) trying to scrape most of the mud off.
Yeah. I had a fun evening. I kept thinking there was something else I had meant to get done before going to bed and thought of it as I pulled back the blanket to climb in- I meant to change the sheets to a flannel set. Darling husband helped with that this morning while I emptied the dishwasher.
I need to go do something fun. All this dutiful housewife stuff is smothering me.
20 September 2009
and the fun never stops
Today while I was at work, Grammy and my Aunt borrowed my children to take them to a family reunion. Grammy picked them up about 11am, and I'm told they arrived home about 20 minutes before I did (shortly after 6pm).
Obviously, nobody's had a nap.
So girls are running around terrorizing each other and the cat dumb enough to not be hiding, hubby is cranky from cleaning all day (but the bathrooms look great!), and I'm cranky from an oh-so-fun day at work with weather rolling in messing with my sinuses.
I've had 2 good spots in my day, first was my high-school boyfriend answering an email I sent him about bizarre programming on one of our music channels on the tv, he appreciated what had struck me as odd and informed me he and wife are expecting a child in January.
This is an earth-shattering event, given his previously stated view on having children.
The other fun thing was my father texting me to ask if it was safe to give Munchkin a Hello Kitty shirt. (Would the girls fight since Boo is the one who loves Hello Kitty?) I told him they'd just get confused. Hubby & I can both picture Munchkin opening that gift and saying "Look Boo, you got a shirt!"
A plus for the week has been hubby started hanging pictures on the walls in our home, makes it feel more real to me. (He is way too much a perfectionist for me to drill any holes in the walls. I hung the tp holders cause he was too tired of stuff to do it, but he commandeered the towel bars from me when I started them.)
The downer (kinda) for the week is now I'm only 6 days away from the visit of the inlaws. They'll stay a week. My dad's coming up Wednesday and leaving Monday, he'll be staying with his brother as our spare room (and most likely my fabulous recliner in the den, given how my f-i-l sleeps at his own house) is claimed. I took Sunday off work, for the birthday party. I do not intend to take any other days off. (Is it bad to escape to work when family visits? I do it every time....)
Obviously, nobody's had a nap.
So girls are running around terrorizing each other and the cat dumb enough to not be hiding, hubby is cranky from cleaning all day (but the bathrooms look great!), and I'm cranky from an oh-so-fun day at work with weather rolling in messing with my sinuses.
I've had 2 good spots in my day, first was my high-school boyfriend answering an email I sent him about bizarre programming on one of our music channels on the tv, he appreciated what had struck me as odd and informed me he and wife are expecting a child in January.
This is an earth-shattering event, given his previously stated view on having children.
The other fun thing was my father texting me to ask if it was safe to give Munchkin a Hello Kitty shirt. (Would the girls fight since Boo is the one who loves Hello Kitty?) I told him they'd just get confused. Hubby & I can both picture Munchkin opening that gift and saying "Look Boo, you got a shirt!"
A plus for the week has been hubby started hanging pictures on the walls in our home, makes it feel more real to me. (He is way too much a perfectionist for me to drill any holes in the walls. I hung the tp holders cause he was too tired of stuff to do it, but he commandeered the towel bars from me when I started them.)
The downer (kinda) for the week is now I'm only 6 days away from the visit of the inlaws. They'll stay a week. My dad's coming up Wednesday and leaving Monday, he'll be staying with his brother as our spare room (and most likely my fabulous recliner in the den, given how my f-i-l sleeps at his own house) is claimed. I took Sunday off work, for the birthday party. I do not intend to take any other days off. (Is it bad to escape to work when family visits? I do it every time....)
27 February 2009
I've been slacking
As usual. We have a hole! We have stacks of cinder blocks! Soon (sooner if it would quit raining!) we might have a basement!
I'm sort of looking forward to this week at work. Sunday I'm pulling a double (which I have not yet informed the husband about... dreading that), but Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday I'm in a training class. The major highlight to this is sleeping in by at least an hour each day.
But before that fun starts, tomorrow we attend a birthday party for my friends middle child. He will be 5. I know Sissy's fast approaching 4, and Boo's even closer to 2, but I can't believe he will be 5. Where has the time gone? When he was born, hubby had just moved up to Ohio the month before, my friend still worked with me and made the job so much more entertaining... now we have sporadic phone calls. More during the spring, as 3 of the combined 5 children have birthdays close together. (Our youngests are 355 days apart, so we have to coordinate the parties carefully.)
I didn't get much done yesterday. Perhaps my body is trying to pick up whatever garbage has already attacked the girls and hubby. I just felt 'off'. I'm better today, to hubby's surprise I got out of bed and immediately put a load of laundry in the washer. I have a 2nd in now. I also got a teeny bit creative and put dried blueberries in the 'add water and shake' bottle of pancake mix so the girls had blueberry waffles for breakfast, which they enjoyed.
I'm also somewhat more pleasant because I finally figured out how to get different ringers on my phone without buying them from the carrier. It's not a pretty process- I use wavepad to edit a song down to manageable size, put that on hubby's microSD card, and send the file to myself as an attachment on a text message. I'm not going to complain too much, as it is TOTALLY FREE, but it is a bit of a pain to go through all that.
20 February 2009
truth in advertising
I was 2 behind this car coming home yesterday. They were going depressingly slow on a section of road that is lots of fun when you go fast (hills, turns, it'd be like a roller coaster if it was a longer stretch of road). When we got through one stoplight and the car in front of me turned so I could see this one, I laughed.
13 February 2009
blurgh
I had a rough day.
Dunno what happened. The whole first part of the day (up to naptime) I just couldn't cope with my children. Sissy ate great all day, just like she's been doing for the past several days, but had continuous potty problems. Boo just wouldn't eat. She kept tossing food onto the floor or over to Sissy and kept messing with the placemats. I didn't start feeling like myself until they were supposedly napping and I was downstairs putting laundry in and jogging. Just before lunch, I was so stressed I seriously debated calling my mother to rescue me.
Got an update on the house last night, our saleslady emailed to say she had noticed there was no hole on our lot (gee, really?) and had asked the construction dude about it. They (the two of them on behalf of the company) apologize for the delay but blame the backlog on the funky winter we've had. They also really really hope we'll dig today (Friday). Hubby and I aren't so worried now, with the new stimulus plan nearly passed. That takes away the July 1 cutoff for the homebuyer credit, which was our deadline.
My new cell phones have arrived at and then departed the facility in a nearby suburb, so I'm rather curious as to where they are headed now. I thought the next step in the tracking would be 'on vehicle for delivery'. They are in town, so they better be here tomorrow. I spent a good chunk of the morning (while trying to feel normal so I could cope with my kids) browsing eBay for cases, and found one I really liked. Bought it, paid for it, and the seller contacted me that as she (he?) was packing it, noticed it broken. Last one she (he?) had in stock. Refund or choose another? I went refund, and was somewhat glad I had also bought a 2 pack of silicone cases in addition to the one hard case. Bummer though, it was a pretty case. White with some blue butterflies- almost like a china pattern. Very much the simple but elegant style I tend to favor in all my accessories.
I did good tonight after hubby left for work- not only did I get my lazy arse back downstairs to get the laundry out of the dryer and switch over what was in the washer, I put the dry stuff away and washed the sinkfull of dishes. Yay me.
Dunno what happened. The whole first part of the day (up to naptime) I just couldn't cope with my children. Sissy ate great all day, just like she's been doing for the past several days, but had continuous potty problems. Boo just wouldn't eat. She kept tossing food onto the floor or over to Sissy and kept messing with the placemats. I didn't start feeling like myself until they were supposedly napping and I was downstairs putting laundry in and jogging. Just before lunch, I was so stressed I seriously debated calling my mother to rescue me.
Got an update on the house last night, our saleslady emailed to say she had noticed there was no hole on our lot (gee, really?) and had asked the construction dude about it. They (the two of them on behalf of the company) apologize for the delay but blame the backlog on the funky winter we've had. They also really really hope we'll dig today (Friday). Hubby and I aren't so worried now, with the new stimulus plan nearly passed. That takes away the July 1 cutoff for the homebuyer credit, which was our deadline.
My new cell phones have arrived at and then departed the facility in a nearby suburb, so I'm rather curious as to where they are headed now. I thought the next step in the tracking would be 'on vehicle for delivery'. They are in town, so they better be here tomorrow. I spent a good chunk of the morning (while trying to feel normal so I could cope with my kids) browsing eBay for cases, and found one I really liked. Bought it, paid for it, and the seller contacted me that as she (he?) was packing it, noticed it broken. Last one she (he?) had in stock. Refund or choose another? I went refund, and was somewhat glad I had also bought a 2 pack of silicone cases in addition to the one hard case. Bummer though, it was a pretty case. White with some blue butterflies- almost like a china pattern. Very much the simple but elegant style I tend to favor in all my accessories.
I did good tonight after hubby left for work- not only did I get my lazy arse back downstairs to get the laundry out of the dryer and switch over what was in the washer, I put the dry stuff away and washed the sinkfull of dishes. Yay me.
31 January 2009
oh happy day
Here I am, getting home at 1am. I can't type for shit right now, which is kind of fun but also very annoying as I am picky about spelling and grammar. Thank you, mother the english major.
We had girls' (Mommy's) night out, and it was FUN. 7 ladies, all but 1 is actually a mother. We started at a bar near my mother's house, which I drive past at least twice a week and was only in once 10 years ago when I needed a pay phone because my truck broke down in the intersection. That was a nice place. Had a guy doing live music that we decided was country-flavored rock, but it was OK. Cheap food and beer. That was great. I had 3 draft Killian's and a "Santa Fe Chicken Sub" with fries instead of chips for $16.50. Can't beat that. Then we went to some strange place in another suburb (4 of the 7 were close to home then, and 2 hubbys joined us) where there was VERY loud music and a wider selection on tap but higher prices. I had a Bass draft ($6!!!!!!!!) and 2 bottles of MGD ($2.50 each, decent price)(and wonderful Bean bought one of them for me, I owe her but she wouldn't take my 5 as I was leaving) and embarrassed myself attempting to dance to a couple songs. My ears are still ringing. The radio wouldn't cooperate on the way home (meaning: no songs I wanted to sing along to) so I fumbled for a CD once I hit the part of the freeway that actually had lights. Made it home in one piece, everyone is asleep (yay!), and found an email from our saleslady that it's time to schedule our builder conference!!! YAY!!! WE GET A HOUSE!!!
OK, time to pee and sleep.
We had girls' (Mommy's) night out, and it was FUN. 7 ladies, all but 1 is actually a mother. We started at a bar near my mother's house, which I drive past at least twice a week and was only in once 10 years ago when I needed a pay phone because my truck broke down in the intersection. That was a nice place. Had a guy doing live music that we decided was country-flavored rock, but it was OK. Cheap food and beer. That was great. I had 3 draft Killian's and a "Santa Fe Chicken Sub" with fries instead of chips for $16.50. Can't beat that. Then we went to some strange place in another suburb (4 of the 7 were close to home then, and 2 hubbys joined us) where there was VERY loud music and a wider selection on tap but higher prices. I had a Bass draft ($6!!!!!!!!) and 2 bottles of MGD ($2.50 each, decent price)(and wonderful Bean bought one of them for me, I owe her but she wouldn't take my 5 as I was leaving) and embarrassed myself attempting to dance to a couple songs. My ears are still ringing. The radio wouldn't cooperate on the way home (meaning: no songs I wanted to sing along to) so I fumbled for a CD once I hit the part of the freeway that actually had lights. Made it home in one piece, everyone is asleep (yay!), and found an email from our saleslady that it's time to schedule our builder conference!!! YAY!!! WE GET A HOUSE!!!
OK, time to pee and sleep.
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