Attention five readers! I don’t have enough to say for two blogs–or maybe even one–so from now on, everything happens at side of fries. At least until next year when I change my mind again. Sigh.
Dear Santa, I’m so wasted
Tomorrow the little one goes in for some tests to check her kidney reflux situation. She’ll be sedated for the one involving a catheter which is probably a good idea. The sedation will, apparently, cause her to have some amnesia about the event–a sort of toddler-drunkenness. The husband thought maybe we could take her to see Santa after in hopes of a better outcome than last year. He was kidding. I still think it’s funny.
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I’m surrounded …
..by piles of books and papers and things I should be doing but instead I’m catching up on the contents of my google reader and trying to out maneuver the next asshat who tries to steal a vintage fisher price little people ebay auction from me.
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i have a dream …
.. that one day I will not be in the midst of a wardrobe crisis.
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for two whole days …
… I have counted calories diligently and today I even managed a very good run on the elliptical. I am highly motivated by the amount of, shall we say, give in my muscles. Let me just say that bra shopping can be quiet a clarifying experience …
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dear daughter of mine,
You haven’t napped since October 28th. I give in. You can have a pony.
love, Mama
mama drama
I think this sums it up pretty good.
Scene: Little Isis falls asleep with his head on Dr. Isis’s chest in Dr. Isis’s bed watching episodes of Super Why, after Little Isis complains at dinner that he does not feel well.
Act I: Dr. Isis becomes vaguely aware of feeling warm and wet.
Act II: Little Isis mutters, pitifully, “Mommy, I “frowed off.’”
Act III: Dr. Isis wakes up to find herself covered in the former residents of Little Isis’s stomach – the bread, apples, cheese, and milk he had eaten for lunch.
End scene.
*My warm and wet story for the day: getting peed on while watching manta rays on the computer.
what a girl wants
All I want in the afternoon is SOME amount of time that is mine. A time with no chores and the audio input of my choosing. Not happening today.
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