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Weekend randoms
We went to dinner Friday night to celebrate our anniversary. It was at a mansion built by the founder of Exxon that is a B&B and 5 star French restaurant. Really fancy pants. The owners son was there eating with friends and acting like a real pompous ass. On the way to the bathroom, we saw an interview with him in a magazine where it listed his "turn on/turn offs". A turn off was styrofoam. When we got our leftovers, they were in styrofoam. Also, when we got back to the restaurant, there was a new couple at the table next to us. When I walked up to get our leftovers, she said to the waiter "ARE THOSE PEOPLE SEATING THEMSELVES?" I looked at her while picking up my food at an obviously just eaten at table and she said "I'm sorry I'm judging you". WTF? Who would think someone would seat themselves at this type of place and who the hell is so interested in what others are doing anyway.
Our sink backed up yesterday. When the plumber came out he went to run the water, which as always was low flow. I said "oh, that has always had low pressure, I hate it" He uncrewed the damn filter on the tip of the faucet and said "oh, it's just clogged". Now I have amazing pressure. I have lived here for years taking 10 mintutes to fill a damn pot. How did I not know there was a faucet filter?
Re: Weekend randoms
Wait, did she actually tell you she was judging you? That's so bizarre.
My random for the day is I started back at work today. It was really hard to leave the kiddo, but now that it's done I'm actually kind of enjoying time in the adult world. I do miss getting to cuddle and talk with him throughout the day though.
I hate people that just assume things (though I'll admit, I'm also in that boat from time to time).
I have a random for you. One of the classes I'm taking this semester is an online based intro. to technology course. The semester ends this week and our last assignment was to post our opinions regarding certain social networking questions as well as read and respond to a certain number of our classmates opinions. This woman in my class posted no less than 4 times about how social networking is the devil and how she's a SAHM and therefore, the bomb diggity when it comes to parents. After reading her last post (which said that when both parents work, they only do it so they can 'keep up with the Jones' and have fancy stuff), I was just annoyed and pissed. I felt much better when I responded and told her to get off her high horse. I thought this shiit only happened on the bump.
"Once I got a bath bomb that, once exploded, filled the tub with confetti. Little sharp metallic pieces of confetti. The product description said nothing about confetti. Oh look, there's a tiny, sharp metallic blue star stabbing me in the labia. HOW RELAXING. " - NoisyPenguin
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
i said it with my eyes. it's like the opposite of smizing.
We spent the weekend up at our cabin with my H's two work partners and their families. Both wives are SAH over-parenters and have high-maintenance kids. I left feeling really great about my work/life balance. I don't know if I lucked out or it has to do with being in daycare but my kid is soooo sweet and easygoing. I realize he's only 8 months old and that can change, but I'm a very proud mom this fine Monday morning.
I had dinner with Fallin and Tasty on Saturday....be jealous!
And then afterward, I had drama with the friend who I was staying with since when I called on my way back to her place at 11:30, she had only just gotten to the party she was going to FIVE MINUTES AGO. Forget that she had said she was going at 8:30, what 30-something year old person starts their evening at 11 p.m.???
"As of page 2 this might be the most boring argument ever. It's making me long for Rape Day." - Mouse
she sounds like she doesn't have much experience going to restaurants.
i'm beginning to discover that my baby is viewed by strangers as a very pretty boy, in the absence of pink clothing. our awkward run ins with craggly old waitresses claiming to want to run away with her are getting a little troubling.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
I've had the Cheesy Blasters song stuck in my head all weekend.
First you take a hot dog
Stuff it with some jack cheese
Wrap it in a pizza....
You've got Cheesy Blasters!
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
After watching Ace of Cakes last week, Zane has decided to make one. He is currently still debating what kind of pizza to use.
Yeah that's right my name's Yauch!
We went to the Orioles game in Baltimore, and I was the hottest I've ever been in my life. Sweat was dripping down my back...it was nasty. And, I also learned that drinking copious amounts of beer in the blazing sun is not a good idea. My H walked me back to the hotel after the game, and he and our friends went out for more. I just couldn't do it.
like a manly woman or a chick with a ***? i need to understand
She kept saying she wasn't, but I got an irritated martyr vibe anyway. Dude, I would rather sit in a bar sipping a beer and people watch or talk to the bartender than be subjected to an uncomfortable guilt trip. I really can take care of myself just fine.
"As of page 2 this might be the most boring argument ever. It's making me long for Rape Day." - Mouse
My weekend was okay. House hunting on Saturday - we saw our dream house (post below) which may be snatched from us. Miles is seriously about a minute from crawling. It's funny watching him try to will his limbs to move.
We went to a family gathering yesterday and SIL and BIL were there telling us about their friends who have a kid about 6 months old. They sound like weird ap'ers - they don't 'believe' in strollers (I was unaware that strollers were mythical, but w/e), they co-sleep, and they apparently wake up every hour at night to make sure the kid is still breathing (??). They tried to tell SIL and BIL that this is all normal behavior and they would understand when they had kids. Of course, SIL and BIL said that we don't do any of that stuff, so they said that we are the weird parents. Ummm, okay?
Yeah that's right my name's Yauch!
I got my eyebrows waxed.
Got all excited to have whole house DVR installed on Sunday and then the DirecTV doofus didn't have the right equipment with him to do the job. Then I felt sad for him because he had his girlfriend with him, she told Mike he only has one day off a week and lives 2 hours away from Cincinnati so riding along with him on Sundays is the only way they can spend time together. That or they were casing the joint.
Today I took the kids to the pool since it wasn't 95% humidity. So I'm carrying Maggie and the pool bag, pushing Owen in the stroller, and fumbling around trying to get the doors to the community center open. There's 6 doors at the entrance of this place, plenty of choices, but some lady walked right through the door I was lamely trying to get the stroller through, so I had to back out and go to another door. Wierdo. Hello, I wasn't holding it for you.
And I began the guestroom to nursery transition. I did, however, get some nice color this weekend.
For less then ten cents a day, you can feed a hungry child.
We cut Andy's hair. It was because of the peer pressure on this board. I hope you are happy that all of his cute curls are gone.
Joke about the peer pressure. The kid was constantly a sweaty mess and was starting to form dreads. We didn't really feel like taking him back to get a $30 haircut, so we just chased him around the house with clippers. I can't decide if he looks like a hipster, or a lesbian.