Back on the horse July 19 2010
Just agreed to a 5k or 10k trail run in Sept.
Best be dusting off my shoes.
YIKES!
Just agreed to a 5k or 10k trail run in Sept.
Best be dusting off my shoes.
YIKES!
Noah cut his toe on a laundry basket.
A LAUNDRY BASKET.
Seriously.

ouch right?
Here’s another look

Imagine the screaming, after I caught him. He was running around the livingroom panicking…while I OBLIVIOUSLY asked him what the heck happened.
I thought he has dropped a bottle of water in his foot.
Nope.
Not cool basket making people.
I sent an angry email.

They sent several pleasant ones back….they are sending for the basket so they can further investigate.

Holy hell sharp right?
ALL the little square holes are like that.
My kids have ALWAYS played in or under laundry hampers…imagine that toe is a 2 year olds. Or a 12 month old finger!
OUUUCH!
He’s SO over it.
Was fine for skiing this weekend.
I’m such a slacker.
Chris has been off these past couple of weeks. WAY TO THROW OFF MY SCHEDULE!
Good lord. As much as I dislike being home alone for weeks at a time (well not ALONE…just spouseless) we had kind of gotten ourselves into a good routine.
AND I had once again become the MOMMY to the boys.
Which is kind of huge. Since they had been favouring Chris since the summer of my discontent.
Let’s see…what else…what else…oh yeah, I think we’re going to adopt another quaker….they’re amusing and chatty. And this little dude needs a home…we’ll see what Willie thinks about it.
I’ve been inactive for a few weeks…xmas threw me off and my gym membership expired.
Now I am debating renewing it….or just buying something I can use at home cause I also need to buy a car in the spring. That’s right…I’m FINALLY getting my license back. And WHAT an ordeal that was…let me tell you (another time).
Noah has settled into his new school (we had to move him on account of asshole’s on staff).
That’s it really…nothing much else.
OH yeah, my period is a week late.
And I’ve only really been noticeably late 2 other times.
It’s odd though cause I had fullblownfrenchfryeatingchocolatecravinghusbandhatingPMS a week ago.
Who knows seems odd. Baby can’t REALLY be much of a possibility with the whole vasectomy and everything thing.
Right?
P.S.
AND I just noticed, that tomorrow is my little blog’s birthday.
6 years tomorrow.
shit.
Well I suspect that last year doesn’t really count.
BUT STILL!
6 years.
Noah is 7.
He made his internet debut pretty early I guess.
I got nothing.
Nothing new…really.
Chris works out of town, renovating hotels or something. He’s home mostly on the weekends but sometimes he will work through it and come home early the following weekend.
It’s HARD. I know…I know, I sound like sucky. But seriously. I was YOUNG when Chris and I began our life of living in sin, and we’ve been together for 16 years. I haven’t spent so much time at home alone with our children…EVER.
I mean it’s not like the summer of my discontent where I was kind of willing to sell them to anyone. But…it is…A LOT of work.
And you know what?
Teenagers suck.
A lot.
And they are ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS hungry.
And they think you’re stupid.
But you should cook for them ALL THE TIME.
And get them more juice.
And that you’re stupid
And you know what else?
Noah uses entirely too much toilet paper.
Which is how I learned to PLUNGE a toilet.
Seriously I’ve never had to before. And I didn’t really fix the problem…but it stopped the toilet from over flowing and dripping into my DINING ROOM.
ick.
It’s STILL slow to drain…there’s a new one in the garage but….we don’t always have the time on the weekend for him to do that.
down with indoor plumbing.
Anyone this Sophia Lauren is a LITTLE creepy looking now?
Oops…gotta run I can hear the hauntingly familiar growl of an empty teenaged boy’s stomach.
*shivers*