Friday, June 05, 2009


Pic NOT MINE, but I wish it was.


I just paid the bills.

I finally downloaded my whole statement into Microsoft Money, and Microsoft Money was all hey, you are an English teacher, not an accountant, and you have the math and data entry skills of an infant, so here's a long list of all your mistakes. And I was all hey, shut up! Five hundred dollars that I didn't think I had. Math errors FTW! And Microsoft Money was all *sigh.*

Got to go to the grocery store. Need to. I know. I'm being colloquial.

Miss my laptop. Having phantom laptop pains like a I lost a limb.

School is out. I don't think I've ever been so glad to see summer. Yes, this was a growing year. Yes, things worked out. But don't think for a minute that I'm not looking back over my shoulder and giving most of this year the finger. Yeah, that finger.

Tomorrow is (are?) the monkey's first soccer games. Like, the first soccer games of LIFE. This is hugie. Also huge? The games both start at 8:00 AM. ::grumble::

Chick-Fil-A for lunch today. E and I had words this morning (wouldn't you love to know which ones!) and subsequently made up over chicken nuggets.

Today is Day #1 of Henry/Mommy Days 09. It's going well so far, I think. He's my biggest fan, so it's not hard to make the day a good one. Trains and baking this morning, maybe he'll shop with me this afternoon.

I'm thinking about buying that giant box of Otter Pops at Costco so my kids will like me more than everyone else they know, but I have no idea how I'm going to fit them all in my freezer. Otter Pops, that is, not kids.

Ms. M, the CC Playa is leaving our school? WHAT? ::sadface::

I haven't blogged about running in a while. I haven't gone running in a while. Hate away.

Do you think you can call Winco for me ahead of time and request NO WEIRDOS while I am there today? That would be just awesome of you. You're such a lamb.

I still don't feel like I'm 30. Today I feel like I'm about 16. It's the first day of summer and I am still in my grubby clothes at 2:30.

I want to go to the movies SO BAD.

My iPhone will not hold a charge, no matter how many sweet nothings I whisper in his ear. Speaking of unambiguous pronouns, I think my iPhone needs a name.


  1. Hey, while you're putting the weirdo request in, put one in for me, k? Thanks! I'll say it again...I. Hate. Winco. UGH!

  2. I have a love/hate relationship. Love the prices, hate the danger. I'm like the Indiana Jones of grocery shoppers though. I go right in and look danger straight in the face. It's worth it for a 46 cent box of Mac N Cheese.