Something from Flyrchld's Mindsay Blog
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: Watch This movie!
http://www.sharedvoice.org/unamerican/

Birthday Parties and Stuff
Mood:  celebratory
Now Playing: Happy Birthday To You
I'm feeling so terribly neglectful of this blog. Mindsay is really very addicting. It's just so much darn fun I can hardly stand it!

Any way, I'm in the midst of birthday party prep as my beautiful little girl is turning 3 on Friday and she wants to have a Princess party. My parents are coming in from out of town and the cake I'm making is pretty complicated. I complicated it myself, but I'm still going to complain about it. It's my blog and I'll whine if I want to. My daughter is now into all things princess, no I didn't encourage her. She got there on her own. She must always be wearing a dress and fancy shoes as she calls them. She doesn't want me to put her hair up either. She likes wearing it down, having, as she puts it, "princess hair".

My husband asked her what she wants for her birthday and she told him that she wants a cake with candles and lots of presents. Makes sense to me. I want lots of presents too.

I need some Ginko Biloba
Mood:  special
Now Playing: The Other Side
For about the past 3-4 days, I couldn't remember Sadaam Hussein's name. I just kept calling him the guy in Iraq. Jeez. I think having kids affects your memory. I'm still really good at remembering things that nobody else probably cares to remember, but now at work, if I don't write something down, forget. I do, forget it. Awful really.

I'll get up and walk into another room, and I can't remember why I got up and walked in there. So I have to walk back into the other room and sometimes that doesn't help. I think it's because I have kids now and I'm remembering more important stuff. Like to check on the kids often, to keep them out of the fish tank. Or to keep them out of my make-up. Oh, the joys of parenthood.

Being peed on, pooped on, sneezed on, coughed on, and puked on. It's lovely really. Especially the formula pukes, those are great. Although my daughter using up a brand new tube of hair gel because she thought it was lotion is pretty high up on the list. What a mess. She stuck to everything.

Weekend
Mood:  party time!
Now Playing: Hella Good - No Doubt
Not much to say today, I'm really bored and extremely busy at work. Just doesn't seem right for a Friday. Everybody have a good weekend.

Annie, I hope your E-bay venture works out well and you make big bucks!

I'm off to buy a Red Hot Chili Peppers CD.

Finally
Mood:  bright
Now Playing: It's about damn time!
My husband has been hogging the computer all dang night. E-bay is evil. I'm telling you. It's tempting and it will suck you in, with promises of great deals and stuff that you can't find anywhere else. But it's lies, all lies! Lies I tell you! It's like having a Wal-Mart inside your home.

I admit, when I first started e-baying, it was quite a rush and I was getting so much stuff that my mailman actually complained about all the packages he was delivering. I have since kicked the e-bay addiction and seldom log on. My husband however it seems spends the majority of his time looking for stuff he'll never buy. The problem in this is that he e-bays and I blog. We only have one computer. We're like kids fighting over who gets to watch what on the TV.

But finally, he has stepped away and I seized control of the computer and am sincerely tempted to change the e-bay password. Hahahahaha! The computer will be mine, all mine! Nothing can stop me now. I'll blog until I need glasses.

Oh, wait . . . I already need glasses. Hmmmmmmm. Perhaps I'll just blog till I can't blog no more.

Goodnight. Tomorrow is Friday eve! Yipeeee!!!!!

The Possessed Toilet
Mood:  sharp
Now Playing: Iris - I'm so tired of this song
The toilet here at my place of employment is a bit problematic to say the very least. It rocks from side to side and some times it decides to quit working mid-flush. It's latest trick is that you have to turn the faucet on at the sink for the water to fill up in the toilet tank. Kind of nifty to watch really and if you leave it running too long, the toilet starts to flush it's self.

Many a time I've had to stand over the tank and play plumber, since everyone else is grossed out by putting their hand in the tank, not the bowl. Yuck! I've made psuedo-parts out of paper clips. I'm so McGyver like it's scary. Give me a toothpick and some black tape and I can fix just about anything.

Oops, forgot I left the water running. Poor toilet is probably flushing it's self into oblivion.

Read Me
Mood:  bright
Now Playing: I don't know, why don't you hum something
Parenting at it's finest. I'm blogging and my husband is playing on the PS2 and our daughter is petting the fish. It's probably best for the fish if it stays in the water. I really feel for the small defenseless animals. My daughter is one of those children that pokes her fingers in cages, grabs unsuspecting fish and pulls dogs tails, and no matter what you tell her or what you do, she will do it again. She's not trying to be mean, but she really doesn't understand the concept.

I'm really dreading my turn at pardon the interruption. Yikes!! I'm way at the bottom of the list and I'm already freakin' out.

I'm getting out my magnifying glass and funny lookin' hat
Mood:  mischievious
Now Playing: Pink Panther theme
This could just be me and the result of having too much time on my hands. But, I find it extremely suspicious that Pepito, Rance, and Gus Openshaw all quit blogging around the same time. Pepito is possibly on set, Rance is for the most part retired, and Gus, well nobody knows for sure.

I'm not going to go on an endless internet search for the truth, cause I really don't have that much time on my hands and I don't know that I really want to know the truth. And I think I'm turning this into a bizarre, rambling post. Cause once again I can't sleep and all I have to keep me entertained is reading my own blog and bad tv.

Did everybody have a good weekend?

Fly, I finally saw Open Range with Kevin Costner and Robert Duvall. ZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ! Maybe I need to catch it from the beginning. Kevin looked a little ragged didn't he?

I'm bored and rambling, so I'll quit torturing you now.

Foreshadowing
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: Ludacris
Yesterday was not a good day for me. First I wound up having to take the truck to get smogged because the dealership we bought it from didn't do it, on my lunch hour no less. Then I had to back our suburban in to this teeny tiny work bay to get the smog test done. Terrifying, I assure you.

After that I had to leave work early so I could take the dog in to get her shots so she could go to obedience class last night. That was a challenge, with two kids and one very excited to be takin' a road trip dog.

When we made it home from that little adventure I had to drive to downtown San Diego to pick up some lights for our garage. Which would have been fine if it was daylight, but due to the delay from the vet's office visit, it was now full dark outside when we headed off for parts unknown. I had directions, but they were shitty. I drove around for about 30 minutes and finally found the place. But to load the lights in the back I had to move the carseats up and then fold the back seat down.

I got home around 9pm, not cool for a school night. I laid down on the couch with my son and when I woke up around midnight I realized I had broken a nail. On my middle finger, how appropriate.

I overslept this morning and then when I bent down to tie my son's shoes, the underwire in my last good bra broke.

My point in all this bitching is that I hope all this isn't a taste of what my weekend is going to be like.

Have a good weekend everybody and hopefully I will too.

Is it happy hour yet?
Mood:  party time!
Now Playing: Margaritaville
Have you ever had one of those days that starts out ok and by 9am is totally in the crapper?

I just love how my husband calls in sick to work and then calls me and tells me that they want him to come in any way, so can I go get the truck smogged, have the tires on the car changed and whatever else he can think of. HELLO!!!!! I'm at work! Just when am I expected to do this when I get off at 4:30 and have to pick up the kids by no later than 5:30? Yep, I'm supposed to give up my lunch hour.

So, now that I'm done complaining. It's Friday eve! Wohoo!!!! I'm gonna have me some margaritas tomorrow night! Maybe I'll even order a pizza and rent a movie. Aw yeeeeahh! I'm goin' all out. You best believe if anybody knows how to have a party, it's not me. Nope, sorry it's not. Who am I kidding, by 10pm I can barely keep my eyes open. Usually I fall asleep with the kids and then when I wake up, cause at some point I usually do, I go and sneak the ice cream so I don't have to share! Now that's a good time. Peace and quiet and a scoop of Cherry Garcia.

By far the best thought of all time was chocolate covered fruit. You get the best of both worlds. Fruit is good for you and hey, chocolate has milk in it right? Ice creams got milk or cream or whatever in it too right? So there you have it, a very nutritional snack. And if some extra chocolate syrup and cool whip (lord, I love me some cool whip) manages to just appear on top of the ice cream, they who would want that to go to waste?

Another extremely righetous thought, desserts that are really meant for two or more people, but you eat them all by yourself! YES!!!!!!!!! Cheesecake at Outback Steakhouse. Or Bailey's Irish Whiskey cheesecake at Dalton's Roadhouse. Oooooohhhhhhhh, I need to stop! I'm gonna hurt myself. Or go bustin' through the door of some fine establishment and start demanding cheesecake like some sort of crazed lunatic.

Let me know when the tequila cheesecake arrives.