Sunday, January 18, 2009

Define Suck

Suck is a half-gallon of Nantucket Blue Eggshell Latex paint spilled on tan carpet. Suck is a Sunday wasted on my hands and knees (snort) with all manner of solvents, soaps, and the steam cleaner. Suck is a stain that won't go away and I still have two walls to paint.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Auntie Bee

I just found out my sister is having a baby boy! She's due in June and this baby will join big sister Alexis. Mazel tov, Megan!

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Emo Dump

A friend wrote recently to note that I seemed sad below the surface when we got together over the holidays. I tend to get sort of melancholy around the holidays. I always have, and I have no idea why. I suspect it may have something to do with anticipating the looming gloomy months of winter still to be borne after the fun of holiday is over; I've had pretty bad depressions every Jan-Mar since I can remember.
On another front, I'm not terribly happy with my physical condition right now. I've gained a LOT of weight the last half of the year, and although I can trace the REASON to poor eating habits and lack of physical activity, I can't pinpoint the CAUSE of same. There must be some emotional void I'm trying to fill, but nothing major has changed in my life recently so I'm at a loss to explain what it is. I just know I can't put the chocolate down! Arrrrgh!
Mike and I tend to follow a sine-wave type course in our marriage, and we're at a low right now. He takes most of December off work because he earns so much vacation time, and this year especially it's driven home some fundamental differences between us. Not that I didn't know this at the start of our relationship, but Mike's mainly a homebody. He'd be perfectly content to stay home for the entire month, play with Drew, watch TV, fiddle on the computer. Me, I saw the time off as an opportunity to go do fun stuff as a family, and it quickly became apparent that if that was going to happen, I was going to be responsible for the initiation, planning, execution, and management of any activity we did. NOT my idea of fun! Especially when I knew he'd rather not be doing whatever it was I planned for us to do.
Well. That's probably more than I've thought about the sadness situation in a long time! I'm relieved to be back on our normal schedule (Mike is back at work this week) and looking forward to planning some fun activities in the coming months to try to stave off the winter doldrums. I'm also going to focus on building my business and that will keep me busy, as well!
I'm aware of it, and taking steps to prevent it from worsening -- and trying to improve the situation, as well!

Tuesday, December 16, 2008


I feel marginally better about myself after watching this. No, actually, it gave me such a warm fuzzy feeling inside I think I peed myself a little bit:

Monday, December 15, 2008

Bit O' Honey

Right then, enough with the bitchy-bitchy, I just re-started blogging and so far it's all gloom and doom. I used to have a blog, by the same name, but after Drew was born I kind of felt devoid of creativity for about a year and I let it lapse.
I'm in a better mood. By sheer force of will. Oh, and reminding myself that I have a wonderful, loving husband, an adorable if precocious baby boy, a strong roof over my head, a steady stream of money coming in, and a bright future. I needed a kick in the mental butt. Butt head. Whatever.
I'm venturing into Seattle on Wednesday for a Thai massage. I'm pretty apprehensive, my friend Maggie recommended this practitioner, Ms. Lek, and said that her experience was phenomenal. She said she cried through about 90% of the experience, both from discomfort and from release. I could use a little release.

Sunday, December 14, 2008


I'm tired of doing nothing. My husband and/or child have been sick for a week and we've done little but sit around the house. Mike says "You can go do whatever you want -- I'll take care of Drew." But that's now how I want to spend Mike's time off. I'd like to spend it with my family, doing fun things and enjoying the holidays by taking advantage of all the festivals and special events that come this time of year. Unfortunately, my husband isn't of the same mind, and so we are at impasse. And I'm grumpy.
We're heading to my parents' house for Christmas, we'll leave Saturday and come home Thursday. Our big family Christmas party is Saturday evening, and I'm hosting a get-together for some high school friends at my parents' place on Sunday. I'm looking forward to it; something has to shake this holiday funk I'm in.

Monday, December 8, 2008


I got a flat tire yesterday. Completely my fault, too. I was trying to run errands and was getting thwarted (darn liquor store closed on Sunday) so I decided to go to Value Village instead since I had an hour or so to myself before I wanted to be home to watch hockey with Mike. So, I flipped a u-turn and went up on the curb in the process. Pop!
Luckily I was less than a mile from home, and pulled into a church parking lot (the one where we attend MOPS, incidentally). I am quite adept at changing tires, but didn't get the chance to do so since the spare was completely flat. Since Mike was stuck at home with a sleeping kiddo and neither of the friends I called answered their phones, I decided to hoof it down the street to the gas station. When I got there, surprise, the air machine was out of order! Back to the car, tossed the spare in the back, walked home. Grumpy and teary and cold, uphill the whole damn way.
At least I got a little exercise out of it, hey?