TGIF
Still trying to figure out what's up with Baby S. Maybe she's got a little bug...but its not bad enough for me to take her to the Dr. Her appetite is ok, but she's still really out of sort. I can't wait till they start to talk, because then she can say "Mommy, my throat hurts", or "Mommy, my nose is stuffy". Until that day comes, I have to troubleshoot my 8-month old daughter's maladies.
DH has a weekend jam-packed with activity!! WHOO fuckin' HOO! He's doing his usual trip to see his mom tomorrow (UGH...this is why my babies get sick, because he's hanging out with his nieces and acting as a carrier for all kinds of good germs). Then he's bringing our oldest nephew J. to sleep over, which isn't really a problem -- the kid is going to glue himself to the Xbox and not move for twelve hours. THEN they're going back on Sunday to take MOM food shopping (makes ya wanna puke, don't it?) then DH is going out to his brother's house in L.I. to watch the superbowl. And I get an entire night of blessed aloneness. Sure, its going to be a pain in the ass putting the girls to bed by myself. But I'll manage.
When DH returns on Monday, all hungover and crying like a little bitch, then he gets to watch the girls while I go out and do my thing. I've got so many routine things to do -- post office, bank, etc. etc. I never get out of the fucking house! Speaking of, my FUCKING bank lost my money...I made an ATM deposit last Saturday (I'm forced to do ATM deposits because I never get out of the house during regular bank hours), and the deposit never showed up in my account. It was over $700, my last two unemployment checks (last as in NO MORE are coming). If they don't find this money I don't know what I'm going to do. God knows I won't be able to call the state and say "Hey, could ya send me two more checks??" HA HA HA. And stupid asshole me threw a shitfit last Sunday because my purse had so much garbage in it, and I threw out everything, including my deposit slips. I am SO fucked. Guess I learned my lesson -- NEVER TRUST THE ATM.
Now that you're all pitying me nicely, here's today's Friday Fiver:
Things that go THUMP in the night.
1. Have you ever tried meditation? Yes, but I don't have the appropriate attention span. I wind up going to sleep.
2. Do you pray? Sometimes.
3. Worst nightmare: Something happening to my children.
4. Do trolls live under your bed? No, my MIL lives about 25 minutes from my house
5. Make a wish: If I tell you, it won't come true.
DH has a weekend jam-packed with activity!! WHOO fuckin' HOO! He's doing his usual trip to see his mom tomorrow (UGH...this is why my babies get sick, because he's hanging out with his nieces and acting as a carrier for all kinds of good germs). Then he's bringing our oldest nephew J. to sleep over, which isn't really a problem -- the kid is going to glue himself to the Xbox and not move for twelve hours. THEN they're going back on Sunday to take MOM food shopping (makes ya wanna puke, don't it?) then DH is going out to his brother's house in L.I. to watch the superbowl. And I get an entire night of blessed aloneness. Sure, its going to be a pain in the ass putting the girls to bed by myself. But I'll manage.
When DH returns on Monday, all hungover and crying like a little bitch, then he gets to watch the girls while I go out and do my thing. I've got so many routine things to do -- post office, bank, etc. etc. I never get out of the fucking house! Speaking of, my FUCKING bank lost my money...I made an ATM deposit last Saturday (I'm forced to do ATM deposits because I never get out of the house during regular bank hours), and the deposit never showed up in my account. It was over $700, my last two unemployment checks (last as in NO MORE are coming). If they don't find this money I don't know what I'm going to do. God knows I won't be able to call the state and say "Hey, could ya send me two more checks??" HA HA HA. And stupid asshole me threw a shitfit last Sunday because my purse had so much garbage in it, and I threw out everything, including my deposit slips. I am SO fucked. Guess I learned my lesson -- NEVER TRUST THE ATM.
Now that you're all pitying me nicely, here's today's Friday Fiver:
Things that go THUMP in the night.
1. Have you ever tried meditation? Yes, but I don't have the appropriate attention span. I wind up going to sleep.
2. Do you pray? Sometimes.
3. Worst nightmare: Something happening to my children.
4. Do trolls live under your bed? No, my MIL lives about 25 minutes from my house
5. Make a wish: If I tell you, it won't come true.
3 Comments:
At 8:21 PM,
Mel said…
Thanks for visiting my site! I'm looking forward to reading your's! Off I go... :)
At 12:06 PM,
michelle said…
hi! popping in from michele's. nice place you've got here...
At 12:53 PM,
kimbofo said…
I hope Baby S is feeling better and you enjoyed your night of "blessed aloneness".
You have a very interesting site . . . I got here via Michele. But I've been struggling to post anything, because I don't have a blogger account and I could not do an anonymous comment. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that this comment will actually work!!
http://kimbofo.typepad.com
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