I have stuff I should be doing. I should be finding the pants I'm going to wear tomorrow--at least the shirt is picked out. I may be a slacker, but I generally try to lay out the next days outfits before I go to bed. And I did remember to take Valerian--maybe an hour later than I meant to, but I did it. I usually forgo sleep aids when it's just me and H, but I drank 64 ozs. of Diet Dr. Pepper today--hey, it kept the migraine under control--and I needed something to counteract it.
H and I finally got our first chiropractic adjustments after the accident. You may wonder why it took so long? Well, Dr. Chapman was moving offices during this whole ordeal and the x-ray machine wasn't hooked up. Today was the first day it was up and running. You may wonder why I didn't just see someone else. Visit www.nucca.org and it might answer your question. It's the best form of chiropractic and there's only 3 doctors in Utah that practice it. The other one I've gone to is on maternity leave.
H and I were quite out--my x-rays show C1 went one way and C2 went another and there's a weird kink in my neck that shouldn't be there. I actually feel a lot better now that I'm back in. Hopefully H will regain her sweet self now that she's in again.
Anyway, I have lots of housework to do, Christmas stuff to do, newspaper stuff to do, and I really don't want to do any of it. What I want to do is watch CSI on the DVR, but I don't have any episodes on it and H is still awake.
I guess I'd better go finish getting ready for tomorrow. We have a follow-up visit to the chiropractor, H has preschool, and I have too much to do to continue wasting time. Seriously. I'm going. I'm getting up right now. For reals.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
The Laptops Are Multiplying...
The other day I realized laptops were taking over my house. There was one on the dining room table--mine. There was one on a tv tray in front of the couch--Brent's. And then was another one on Brent's lap--my brother Mike's. It seriously looked as if we lived in a Dell showroom.
Brent fixed Mike's laptop--note to Mike be more careful with your laptop--it has all your invoices and wedding pictures, not to mention pictures of my nephew--so it's no longer hosed. And Brent left to go to Denver, leaving me with two laptops. And then Mike got back from Roosevelt and picked up his laptop, leaving me with just one. Figures it would be the slowest one...
Brent fixed Mike's laptop--note to Mike be more careful with your laptop--it has all your invoices and wedding pictures, not to mention pictures of my nephew--so it's no longer hosed. And Brent left to go to Denver, leaving me with two laptops. And then Mike got back from Roosevelt and picked up his laptop, leaving me with just one. Figures it would be the slowest one...
Friday, December 5, 2008
O Happy Day!
I found my Guns N Roses Greatest Hits CD! It's been missing for over a year! It was in the Lindsay's Mega Happy Fun Disc IV case under Mega Happy Fun Disc 6. Now I can get the house cleaned. Nothing says a clean house like GNR.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Slacking
You know, it's amazing how one day of slacking off on the housework turns your house into a crap shack. The counters are covered, the table is covered with Christmas stuff, the mail, Strawberry Shortcake pals, car insurance paperwork, and my laptop, since my desktop decided to die on Sunday. At least we were able to salvage the few things I needed that were on the C: drive--all my photos were safely on the E: drive and somewhat backed up on our external harddrive, other than the last few months because apparently the stupid media computer that I have always secretly hated died.
At any rate, it has complicated matters somewhat, because now half of the dining room table is taken up with laptops, and I only have one monitor and I've gotten quite accustomed to two. Could I squeeze any more forms of to in that sentence? Two, to, too--I'm out.
At any rate, I've been slacking because I just frankly don't feel like loading the dishwasher, washing clothes, or picking up after myself. I'm not excited for Christmas--I'm just down.
So, I'm off to sit in my recliner, reading the new David Baldacci, and waiting for Spring to come.
At any rate, it has complicated matters somewhat, because now half of the dining room table is taken up with laptops, and I only have one monitor and I've gotten quite accustomed to two. Could I squeeze any more forms of to in that sentence? Two, to, too--I'm out.
At any rate, I've been slacking because I just frankly don't feel like loading the dishwasher, washing clothes, or picking up after myself. I'm not excited for Christmas--I'm just down.
So, I'm off to sit in my recliner, reading the new David Baldacci, and waiting for Spring to come.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thankful For???
So I survived Thanksgiving. The feast itself was great. Tender, juicy turkey, Nate's mashed potatoes (even though Dad made them), the gravy was excellent, and Chandra made orange rolls and I had two! And no one but me knew that there was Splenda in the chocolate banana cream pie.
It was after we got home things started to fall apart. First I found H coloring on my bedspread with a marker. Yes, she had a piece of paper between the marker and the bedspread, but with a 3-year-old that's really no help. She had pushed it through the paper and got gray ink on my bedspread. My bedspread that my mother made. My bedspread that I had to go with my mother to 37,000 fabric stores--okay, probably 5--to get the fabric for. This bedspread cannot be replaced and I'm not sure if you can fix a quilt once it's quilted. I was furious. Fortunately, Brent was home, cooler heads prevailed, H survived to get into mischief another day and Brent got the ink out of the bedspread. Thank you very much, Tide to Go.
Then we find out that there are only 3 episodes left of Stargate Atlantis and then it's the series finale. What? Three episodes and that's it? Why is this the first I'm hearing about this? What am I going to DVR on Friday nights? And ABC Family just started Season One over on their Gilmore Girls reruns. I guess they don't have rights to air the final season yet. Why did I just watch 6 seasons of reruns if we're not going to see the final season? Not that it was that good, but still. Oh well, with Gilmore Girls starting over that frees up 5 hours of my week and 5 hours on my DVR. Perhaps now I'll finish my lifelong goal of watching every episode of the X-files in order. Or not.
It was after we got home things started to fall apart. First I found H coloring on my bedspread with a marker. Yes, she had a piece of paper between the marker and the bedspread, but with a 3-year-old that's really no help. She had pushed it through the paper and got gray ink on my bedspread. My bedspread that my mother made. My bedspread that I had to go with my mother to 37,000 fabric stores--okay, probably 5--to get the fabric for. This bedspread cannot be replaced and I'm not sure if you can fix a quilt once it's quilted. I was furious. Fortunately, Brent was home, cooler heads prevailed, H survived to get into mischief another day and Brent got the ink out of the bedspread. Thank you very much, Tide to Go.
Then we find out that there are only 3 episodes left of Stargate Atlantis and then it's the series finale. What? Three episodes and that's it? Why is this the first I'm hearing about this? What am I going to DVR on Friday nights? And ABC Family just started Season One over on their Gilmore Girls reruns. I guess they don't have rights to air the final season yet. Why did I just watch 6 seasons of reruns if we're not going to see the final season? Not that it was that good, but still. Oh well, with Gilmore Girls starting over that frees up 5 hours of my week and 5 hours on my DVR. Perhaps now I'll finish my lifelong goal of watching every episode of the X-files in order. Or not.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Black & White
It came to my attention that all of my dress clothes are black and white, with the exception of one navy blue skirt. Everything else, black, white, white, black, black and white, or gray--a sweater. I wonder how that happened...oh right, I kept buying black and white because that's all I liked. When will brown go away? I hate brown. It does seem that navy blue has come back for a bit--I'd better stock up.
Why am I thinking about my clothes? It's because I spent half of the afternoon folding laundry, throwing away most of the dish rags--what can I say, some of them I got at my bridal shower, and they pretty much stink--filling up a size 5 diaper box of H's clothes to give to DI, along with some of Brent's pants. Brent pretty much only wears black pants, with the occasional blue jeans on Saturday, so he doesn't need 5 pairs of blue jeans. One, possibly two is fine.
And how on earth do three people have enough socks to overfill a laundry basket? One of us is three-years-old? I suppose I'd better just DI the socks H has outgrown. That little girl--always growing out of her clothes. And as much as it pains me to donate hardly worn Gymboree clothes, room must be made in her closet. And her closet needs an overhaul, because Brent is always complaining that he can't find clothes for her. Hmm...usually an outfit is laying on her changing table, and her pajamas are always in a stack. I guess they need to be labeled pajamas.
Brent is right, though, her closet does need redoing. Since she's starting to dress herself, and express interest in potty training, methinks her clothes and training pants need to be where she can reach them. So, the toys in bins are coming out--maybe I can finally get rid of that stupid Leappad--and clothes bins are going in. I'll put some stickers on them, with pictures of what goes where. In theory, that should help Brent out. In reality, he'll continue to dress her in things that are too small, too big, still have the tag on, and don't really match. Or let her wear her princess dress.
Why am I thinking about my clothes? It's because I spent half of the afternoon folding laundry, throwing away most of the dish rags--what can I say, some of them I got at my bridal shower, and they pretty much stink--filling up a size 5 diaper box of H's clothes to give to DI, along with some of Brent's pants. Brent pretty much only wears black pants, with the occasional blue jeans on Saturday, so he doesn't need 5 pairs of blue jeans. One, possibly two is fine.
And how on earth do three people have enough socks to overfill a laundry basket? One of us is three-years-old? I suppose I'd better just DI the socks H has outgrown. That little girl--always growing out of her clothes. And as much as it pains me to donate hardly worn Gymboree clothes, room must be made in her closet. And her closet needs an overhaul, because Brent is always complaining that he can't find clothes for her. Hmm...usually an outfit is laying on her changing table, and her pajamas are always in a stack. I guess they need to be labeled pajamas.
Brent is right, though, her closet does need redoing. Since she's starting to dress herself, and express interest in potty training, methinks her clothes and training pants need to be where she can reach them. So, the toys in bins are coming out--maybe I can finally get rid of that stupid Leappad--and clothes bins are going in. I'll put some stickers on them, with pictures of what goes where. In theory, that should help Brent out. In reality, he'll continue to dress her in things that are too small, too big, still have the tag on, and don't really match. Or let her wear her princess dress.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
The Fun Continues
I had just such a fun week last week. On Monday H and I went to music class, then Bajio--mmmm....Bajio--and then I went to the dermatologist and had 3 moles removed. Super fun, especially since one of them requires a special ointment twice a day, which is so fun because it's on the back of my neck and I can't really reach it and Brent was in Florida all week. Not the warm part though, hee hee hee.
On Tuesday I took H to preschool, at lunch at Fat Jacks, ran 6 diaper boxes full of clothes, and one ergonomic keyboard that works fine it's just beige and my new one is black to DI, and then went to the chiropractor where it took 2 hours and we still haven't been adjusted. The good news is that H is only out by 1/2". I am seriously messed up, which is almost funny considering the chiropractor told me in March that he's seen people who were hit by a truck that were in better condition than I was. Ah, emotional trauma. So, we're still waiting for x-rays to be analyzed and I had darn well better get in during the next few days because my shoulder and neck and back really hurt and it makes it hard to sleep!
On Wednesday H went to her grandma's house and I went to the regular doctor for all kinds of fun tests, including diabetes and cholesterol and such. Then we worked on cleaning the house up and unpacking.
Thursday, H went to preschool, and then we went shopping with my dad. We had lunch at Bajio again--H loves rice and beans. We also went by the cemetery because H has decided her grammy is coming back, and it's so hard to explain death to a 3-year-old. I'm glad she remembers her grammy. I'm glad she loves her grammy. But it breaks my heart that my mom is gone and H will grow up with out her. This led me into the crying jag that was Friday. I just can't believe my mom is gone. Seriously.
On Saturday, we went to Outback, and the server messed up everyone's bill. And they so didn't give me a rare steak--more like completely dead. Okay, probably medium, but I said rare, dang it! On the plus side, I got to hold one of my new nephews. And we went to Barnes and Nobles and I got a new calender for 2009--Wonders of the World, since you can't get a Far Side Wall Calender anymore. And we watched Stargate SG-1 Continuum. I will miss Ba'al. Brent and I are plotting out mean things to say about SG-1 over the holidays, even though we did enjoy it immensely when it was on. But we, as the only ones on Brent's side who have cable, have moved on to Stargate Atlantis, and we're at least one season ahead of everyone since they have to wait for it to come to DVD. Hee hee hee...I love Dish. And I love the DVR. And I love that we have 3 hours of Atlantis on the DVR.
On Tuesday I took H to preschool, at lunch at Fat Jacks, ran 6 diaper boxes full of clothes, and one ergonomic keyboard that works fine it's just beige and my new one is black to DI, and then went to the chiropractor where it took 2 hours and we still haven't been adjusted. The good news is that H is only out by 1/2". I am seriously messed up, which is almost funny considering the chiropractor told me in March that he's seen people who were hit by a truck that were in better condition than I was. Ah, emotional trauma. So, we're still waiting for x-rays to be analyzed and I had darn well better get in during the next few days because my shoulder and neck and back really hurt and it makes it hard to sleep!
On Wednesday H went to her grandma's house and I went to the regular doctor for all kinds of fun tests, including diabetes and cholesterol and such. Then we worked on cleaning the house up and unpacking.
Thursday, H went to preschool, and then we went shopping with my dad. We had lunch at Bajio again--H loves rice and beans. We also went by the cemetery because H has decided her grammy is coming back, and it's so hard to explain death to a 3-year-old. I'm glad she remembers her grammy. I'm glad she loves her grammy. But it breaks my heart that my mom is gone and H will grow up with out her. This led me into the crying jag that was Friday. I just can't believe my mom is gone. Seriously.
On Saturday, we went to Outback, and the server messed up everyone's bill. And they so didn't give me a rare steak--more like completely dead. Okay, probably medium, but I said rare, dang it! On the plus side, I got to hold one of my new nephews. And we went to Barnes and Nobles and I got a new calender for 2009--Wonders of the World, since you can't get a Far Side Wall Calender anymore. And we watched Stargate SG-1 Continuum. I will miss Ba'al. Brent and I are plotting out mean things to say about SG-1 over the holidays, even though we did enjoy it immensely when it was on. But we, as the only ones on Brent's side who have cable, have moved on to Stargate Atlantis, and we're at least one season ahead of everyone since they have to wait for it to come to DVD. Hee hee hee...I love Dish. And I love the DVR. And I love that we have 3 hours of Atlantis on the DVR.
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