11/11/08

bwawk

I can't muster up the energy to give a crap about most anything today. And yet, I'm finding myself so beyond irritated at it all. The psoriasis? eczema? leprosy? that is plaguing my hands is really bad today, made worse by the fact that I'm incessantly washing my hands, paranoid of viruses and germs that could infiltrate my precious baby's pure immune system. Joel decided to pull apart our whole closet the other night and NOT finish the project, so now there are piles of old clothes strewn about and I can't bring myself to sift through any of it because 1)the thought of touching dry fabric with the condition of the skin on my hands makes me shudder and 2) going through all of the old clothes that will NEVER FIT ME AGAIN because of the gigantic state my boobs are in is a little hard to take. I took the bunny to the vet to get his nails clipped today, and the usual ordeal of almost scratching the techs' eyes out and getting eaten by the dogs in the waiting room got me all panicky. Now he's hiding, bitter and traumatized. The kitchen is a mess because we still haven't resolved the mouse situation, though they did eat every last bit of the D-CON. We haven't bothered putting the silverware back yet though just in case. The refrigerator has been FREEZING everything in there, not that there's much because when the hell do we ever go shopping? Out of money, out of food. It's really nice out but I think I'm going to get back into my pjs and do a totally half-assed job at being a mom today. Don't even get me started on Joel's new life ventures, I'll save that for another rant.

11/8/08

woopty doo

Its ma birthdaaayy!
the big two-three. How very useless. It's simply one year closer to a quarter of a century so who cares. I think we're doing dinner & a movie tonight which is awesome, it'll be really nice to get some time to ourselves. My mom called me this morning to wish my happy birthday and to tell me a collection agency called looking for me. Haha, thanks mom! Just keep reminding me about my financial problems. I think I owe various doctors more money than I made last year. I thank my sickly genes for that.
Anyhoo, its an overcast, damp, chill-you-to-your-bones type of November day and all it does is bring on flashbacks of all the childhood birthday parties that were ruined due to the weather. So I'm just gonna go about my business and try to forget that I'm just getting old.

11/6/08

it might be OCD

Unhealthy obsession #2: hunting down & mercilessly destroying Isaac's boogers and earwax build up. It annoys the crap out of him, but I simply can't help myself. It must be a mom thing.

We've started slowly introducing solids to the babe, to his delight:



It's bittersweet for me though, I have this fear that he will love it so much that he won't want me anymore. I didn't think I'd be so attached to nursing but I am. But he's a very hungry little man, showing all the signs of being ready and I can't deny him that. Parenting is a fine line between doing what you know is best for the child while still fulfilling your needs. Jenn told me that the hardest part about having kids is when they don't need you anymore. I think she's right.

Our power went out for a while last night. Transformers on our street are always blowing up, so its nothing new. It was kind of fun, we lit a bunch of candles and played in the dark & stuff. It was Isaac's first exposure to candles so he was ooooing and ahhhing at them. When the power came back it was a little disappointing. We turned everything off again. It was nice.

Meanwhile, we left out D-Con for the meeses last night and the buggers devoured every last bit. They had eaten the peanut butter off the traps and got away unscathed! But not this time, fools. I don't like killing animals. I used to have mice as pets. I have nothing against them except that they think it's acceptable to shite on and around my eating utensils. I live by the live and let live type philosophy, but geez. Go back to where you came from and leave me be, ya dig?

11/5/08

Tidy

Wow, crazy. GObama!



I booked Isaac for Sears portraits for Christmas. They better give me a good deal, bastards! I see a good package online but the lady at Sears said last time that the location a CCM doesn't honor those deals. I'll have to bust some skulls if they won't. I'm not paying $300+ for pictures.

We have mice in our kitchen! We keep finding droppings in our silverware drawer. *shudder* we set a bunch of traps, I haven't heard anything go off yet. I know you're there, suckers! I'm afraid to open the drawers.

Also, there are strange men in my bedroom replacing two of our windows. There are gaping holes disrupting my life. Its weird living somewhere where you have no control over what happens. They just come on in and start doing what they do. I can't wait to own a house.

11/3/08

Quite Autumn






Yesterday was beautiful. Joel is gone to New Hampshire til tomorrow night, he's taking classes for work. We miss him.