Leftovers...

Taking an idea from my blogtastic friend Amanda-- who's participating in the 365 Blog Dare... which I'm too lame to even attempt-- I figured I'd ramble randomly today on things that are bugging me, on my mind or just generally not enough for a full blog.  Well, maybe some of them are enough for a blog, I just don't feel like continuing on.

• My job... SERIOUSLY annoyed right now... I have to say, if you want to discontinue using my skills as the Siebel data entry lackey... that's fine (well, not financially), but the randomly turning on and turning off of my account access (along with expired passwords thrown in)... just seriously giving me a headache.  I'm beginning to wonder if I just go smile sweetly at the front office at St Mary's if they'll wave my February tuition.  It's not quite been that bad...but 12 business days of no access in January... and now, after being turned on again last week (access that is)... it's off again.  

• My husband... SERIOUSLY... love this guy... I mean, sure he's got his annoying habits (like not getting out another bag for the recyclables and stacking them randomly and booby-trapping everyone in the house who might want to use the laundry room, basically just me and the cats).  But the man puts up with my moods, habits and quirks like it's nothing.  On Sunday we (I) decided that chicken wings would be a nice meal option... Except after spending 45 minutes cutting off wing-tips and separating the drummy parts from the wingy parts... ECHH!  I was so grossed out... I just shoved them in the oven and walked away.  SUPER hero husband took over, flipped them, monitored them, made the wing sauce... while I sat on the couch hoping I'd be able to eat any of it.  I did.  He's a rock star, really.  Even if he did over cook the second batch a bit, according to him anyway... I just thought they were extra crunchy!   

  

• My daughter... oh, that girl is gonna drive me INSANE before she turns 7 (in April).  She's seriously beginning to revel in her Tasmanian Devil reputation... last night.  I lost it... I squealed... "I can't take it any more... Put your toys away... stop relocating them around the room... I just can't..."  And my sweet little son came running in the room.... "Momma, just please calm down... it's gonna be okay."  Taz (aka Sammie) suddenly, after 2 hours of pushing barbies around the room, managed to clean it up in the 10 minutes it took to get dinner finished and served.  I wanted to pull my hair out.  SOMEONE please tell me she'll outgrow this... even if you have to lie about it.

 

• My son... still a little hinky in the behavior department... mostly because I can never tell when he'll chill out and be able to look at the situation with humor and when he'll stomp, scream, and lose it.    Huh, given my last comment on my little princes... it's a real wonder where he gets that mood-swinging, volatility from... I just don't understand.

 

• My Mom...the phone rang at 7:10 am... i knew it was mumsy... because ... well, who else would call that early. This morning's call was to warn us about the impending storm (did you know there's a blizzard coming?!), to tell us to go get my Dad's truck (yes, tell us... strongly and repeatedly... not recommend), and to inquire whether we had stocked up on food.  Sigh... I know this is my future, but I do hope that I think my kids have some more brains in their heads than I've been given credit for... really, I do!

 

• My friends... 
• Sad... one friend is hurting... though there are claims that 'it's all good.' I'm not buying it at all.  It's not good, but go ahead and act like it is... I'm not fooled... you know where I keep my hugs.
• Miraculous... another friend, well acquaintance really, had the cops deliver her baby on Sunday in her bathroom... she's fine and the baby's doing well although 6 weeks early.  God protect them and keep them safe, please!!!
• Funny... my friends are hands down HILARIOUS... shout out to Brigette (her ring tone is "I like to move it, move it..." from Madagascar... because she and I are so much like those idiotic animals (and one of them is even named Alex!)).  BTW, did you know there's a blizzard coming... thank GOD she warned me.  My cheeks still hurt from laughing! I'm going to be sick next weekend and sore from the hijinx that will ensure... glad the BLIZZARD is this week and not next, I need me some Aunt BEEE!

• My God Son... yeah... little Daniel got his cast off today.  My poor sweet little boy.  Here's hoping the raffle gods pull his name out of the $2 raffle on Saturday... he needs a college fund!  

Alright... I dunno if anyone reads this, so lemme know... leave a comment.