Funny things.

Jeff always puts on the disney channel for Belle. The funny thing is that almost always, even though we have 2 tvs, 2 recievers, he almost always sits and watches with her. Today he put on “Thats so Raven” and I put her in bed a few minutes later. I come back in and sit down and am reading a book becuase those shows annoy the snot out of me. He comes in and I assume that he’ll want to watch football, so I pick up the remote and change the channel and out of Jeffs mouth comes an odd sound of protest. I laugh at him and change it back and go back to my book. The show ends and he comes and gets the remote and starts flippen channels to find a more manly show. “I thought you were watching it, you see, I didn’t want to change it if you were enjoying it.” he says sheepishly. “Um, I was reading my book,” I say.

mistitled

I was thinking about it and I was considering changing my blog name. I mean, when I started blogging the name fit perfectly, but I get a lot more sleep now. The offspring sleeps all through the night.
Of course, if I was gettin it more often, that would fit the title too.
HMMM. It bears considering.
I have to run to the store because we are out of diaper rash ointment.
So much for Bruce Parry.
Sigh.

Just before bedtime. It is important to note that Jeff is wearing shorts, but you can’t see them.

Thoughts on an evening well spent.

I was supposed to get off work at 4:30 today. Then I would have had time to finish the projects I had been working on. Instead, I didn’t get home until 6. When I did get home, we moved the old fridge out of the kitchen and the new one in. Just Jeff and I. Cause we are frickin crazy. Keep in mind this involved moving the fridge up a short flight of stairs and the old one (full of Ice) down the same stairs. Up went okay, down was terrible, because Jeff slipped in some water and nearly had the fridge on top of him. I moved and it slid all the way down the stairs, which was really okay with both of us. We had been avoiding that particular job for about 3 months and the newer fridge had a lovely growth of mold in it. So I spent an hour cleaning that and I still need to wash the old one out. That will only take a couple of minutes, cause I like to keep my fridge clean.

So in one sense the evening was a complete waste. I got nothing I was planning to do done.

On the other hand, we accomplished a major undertaking. Whets that you say? Do it now? Are you insane? Do you realize how much a refrigerator weighs? ALOT!

I’m tired!

I will take a hot soaky bath, I think and then climb in bed and lay there for a while whilst random thoughts parade through my head. Some of them might even be worth writing down. I’ve been doing that lately. I quite enjoy it now.

I’ve slacked off working out. I think maybe I’ll set the alarm and go in the morning. I really miss it. Its been nice seeing so much of Jeff, though. He goes back to school next week and kind of disappears. Not that he can help it, he’s got to go.

Going Tribal was one of my favorite shows on the discovery channel. I was disappointed cause there were only 6 episodes in this season and I don’t know if there will be another. The host/traveler is named Bruce Parry and he is British and skinny and HOT!. Not my type usually, but ooh baby.

ANYWAY.

I lost my train of thought thinking about Bruce’s ass. Really cute in spite of the tattoo.

I want a tattoo. I just don’t know what or where or anything.

Bruce just ate a bug. That’s pretty nasty. I guess you have to be polite. Shudder

I think I will hang up the keyboard for the night and watch Bruce Parry go tribal.

My husband has a nice hairy chest. I like that. I approve.

Anyway, Night.

Things I am afraid of

Tornados
The Chupacabra monster of South America.
Tornados
People who want to hurt me or my family
Tornados
Tornados
Tornados

One of my least favorite household jobs.

The woes of the housewife

I spent all morning playing with laundry. Most of it was already clean and folded. My problem is finishing the job. Same with dishes. I’ll wash them, but I hate putting them away. I had 7 baskets of cloth like items all waiting to be put away this morning, and I did it.!!!
Yeah for me.
I hate putting away the laundry, scrubbing the shower and emptying the dishwasher. Those are my least favorite chores. I’m sure there are more, but those are the ones that spring immediately to mind.

Can’t understand why, but I am just tired tonight. Got some cute new clothes, well, handmedowns, but new to me. I’m excited.

I had some neat things I wanted to talk about but bed is just calling.

See yah all tomorrow.

I think my husbands jealous

“Anyone been on to admire your feet?”He asked me tonight.
“Not that anyone has left a comment for me to know, Why?”
“Thats good.”
I just wonder why it matters if my feet get looked at.
Should it matter?

Pet Peeves

People who pass other people even though they are already speeding.

When my husband gets the offspring a sippy cup of milk, he doesn’t put a matching lid on. Don’t know why but I hate this.

People who’s pet peeves are the toothpaste being squeezed in the middle by their significant others.

Or the whole toilet paper thing. People write in to those advise columns. And then the people who answer them print answers, do they say “Get over it. If this is the only thing wrong with your relationship you should count yourself lucky!”

NO! they take sides on what is the most stupid thing in the world.

Stupid Commercials.

People who refer to disabled people as “Retarded”.

People who butt their heads into others business and make assumptions. Once upon a time I took a client shopping and she rode in one of those motorized carts. A woman said “You don’t get to ride in those just because you are fat and lazy. Those are for people who need them.” (I think she was mad we were in line before her, she only had 3 items, we had a cartful.)

My client looked her straight in the face and said ” When the cancer stops eating my spine and I can walk again, I will.”

The rude woman left the store without buying anything. I hope she felt terrible. I also hope she never said anything like that again. That was the last time I ever took that client shopping; she had to go into a long term care facility because the cancer spread and she died not too long after that.

Why does this happen first thing in the morning?

My offspring loves Dora the Explorer. Fine and Dandy. I approve of the show that started teaching my kid Spanish before I even considered it. Well this morning they were having a backyardigans marathon which is fine with me. I like all the shows on Nick Jr.. ANYWAY. During the one commercial break they have they have the most obnoxious commercial for a Kids Jams Worship CD. Pop Christianity. AND I can’t get the stupid 1o second blurb of song out of my head. If I wander around singing religious songs they are the Latin ones I sang in high school. Nothing bothers me like watered down Christianity. YUK. Religion should be taken strong like a shot of whiskey or not at all. Which is why I don’t drink. Not that that made any sense at all.
So until I get around to playing some music I will wander around singing “SHOUT to the Lord of the Earth and Sky!
What am I shouting? “Oh Lord please smite from the earth all those who sing this pop song that is stuck in my head that I only know 7 words to… And please smite the recording studio too. Also the mean person who hit my cat when I was 8 and I saw it and they didn’t even stop.”
Music. Must have music….PAIN!

Alison Krauss. Nice. Better. Was thinking Stained, but Alison more likely to not make late sleepers pissed when awoken.