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Today Was a BLAH Day.

I won’t even get started about money, because it’s too complicated and messy and generally fucked up, and I’m done with it for tonight.

Went to a mandatory child care class. Parents of divorcing children have to take the class, the state requires it. Chris paid my $35 fee. The part that resonates with me was the pictures the kids drew. Most of them had the half sad/half happy faces. One side frowning and crying, one side smiling. The mixed feelings. The counselor said that kids get like that when they see their parents fight a lot. Thankfully, Chris and I don’t fight, or play pain games, or any of that unhealthy stuff. But the class was good and informative. I always, always worry about how this will affect Aidan. I got a book full of tips on how to make this as painless as possible for him. ♥

They were going through the stages that children go through, emotional. Chris writes down on his booklet:

The Celine Dion Stage
– May marry old men;
– May move to Las Vegaas;
– May become narcissistic and say things like “I am the greatest singer in teh world!”;
– May sing songs in movies about sinking boats (I added this one).

It’s cool we still get along and have fun together.

I’m just looking forward to Thursday at 4pm. Start of a four-day weekend for me. A nice, long, relaxing weekend. Can’t wait.

My DVD player misbehaved, but I got a new cable and now it’s working fine again. YAY. Time to take a Tylenol PM, sit in my glider, and zone the crap out.

And again, I’d like to thank GOD for my friends. I’d be a wreck without them.

Anyway, I’m going to try not to post on days when I feel whiny. ‘Cause I’m not going to lie, I’m looking for people to say “hey, it’ll be okay,” even though I don’t really believe it will. And that’s just pathetic.

See ya.

P.S. To W – I’m glad you enjoyed being… crushed. πŸ˜‰

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Good Things

I’m hanging out at cheebychumba‘s, watching The Office with him, his brother, his roommate, and his roommate’s girlfriend. I drove over in my pajamas, and post-shower, so when I go home tonight, I’ll go straight to bed. Well, I’ll be ABLE to. Who knows if I ACTUALLY will!

Anyway, helenatural does these… what I call positivity posts, and I figure it’s time for me to do one. It’s been a while. So here goes.

Positiveness

1. Getting a huge pat on the back for the Pre-K TE Style Guide I put together at work;
2. Good conversation with good people;
3. Finding a Burger King located fewer than five minutes from my apartment!!
4. Brownies fresh from the oven;
5. Newsies;
6. Free Cheryl & Co. cookies every month at work from a vendor. (Can’t wait for Snickerdoodle month!)
7. When boys call other boys “bitch”;
8. Tomorrow being FRIDAY;
9. Sudden, unexpected instances of being saved;
10. ♥

So, a few weeks ago, I was at work, talking to Tamera. Just about random stuff. She mentioned this planetarium she got from The Discovery Channel Store. You can set it to any part of the world, and it’ll project the stars onto your ceiling. She said it’s the coolest thing ever. That evening, I got home from work and opened a letter from meimeigui. In it was two gift cards; one of them $30 to The Discovery Channel Store. The planetarium? $29.99. Guess what I’m gonna use my gift card for when I go to that store this Sunday? πŸ™‚

All right, gonna head out. I’ve gotta go home and go to bed. Or at least pretend I’m going there. ‘Til next time!

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Normal Life is Underway

Just about everyone’s back at work. The traffic is back to being thicker on the highways. It’s noisier at work than it had been the past couple of weeks. The holiday decorations have come down. My place is almost back to normal. And by that, I mean the main rooms are actually clean. I walk in after work like WHOA, it seems awfully bare in here…oh yeah, it’s clean. HA. Clean and smelling of incense. Mmm, Nag Champa.

I wasn’t going to do my “read 100 new books,” thing this year, but seeing as it’s January 3rd and I’ve already read two and I’m halfway through a third, I don’t think it will be a challenge to do again. This time, I won’t lose track of them. I have them in a Word document! πŸ˜€

Work. Oi. PDFs and PDFs and PDFs. Lots of handwriting. Lots of kids out there, going to be learning the ZB way of manuscript and cursive. It’s good stuff. Simple strokes, easy moves. Oooh, today, my project manager gave me Wikki Stix. They’re basically yarn covered with wax. FUN! I can’t wait to show them to Aidan! And, I might be allowed to test some of the new ZB Pre-K handwriting stuff on Aidan. She said it’s for four-year olds–guess who just turned four! So exciting. My job’s turning out to be way cool.

It’s amazing what a clean dwelling can do for the soul. I feel uncharacteristically cheerful. I keep looking around and smiling. Let’s see how long this will last.

‘Til next time! πŸ™‚

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I’m One High-Falutin’ Son of a Gun

Got to work this morning. Everyone was kind of punch drunk, with the holidays being so close and all. Heather gave Jay some Head On, so of course, I had to keep saying “Head on. Apply directly to the forehead. Apply directly to the forehead. Apply directly to the forehead.” HAHA. Then he let us try it. It made my head tingle and I felt relaxed all over. Both Heather and Jay attest to its effectiveness. Good stuff.

I skipped the lunch outing, but the office was SO quiet because just about every one else left, so I took a very nice nap. πŸ™‚

Next week, I get to develop another style guide! This one will be for the Teacher Edition of the Pre-K Handwriting program.

Stopped by Target to get cat litter, and then came home to find a notice on my door for two packages from UPS! I went to my mailbox and saw another package slip! I RAN to the rental office, and found out that I had FOUR packages waiting for me! Elizabeth had to give me a bag so I could carry everything. I got a package from Ivy with:

Newsies soundtrack;
– Pitcher and glasses;
– Pink slipper boots (they are so unbelievably cute!!);
Eats, Shoots & Leaves;
– Nag Champa (!!!)
– stuff for Aidan πŸ™‚

From Andy, I got a Mickey Mouse toaster (!!), and some footie pajamas (I am so putting them on after I take out the trash), and I got more Mikasa stuff from Rosa!

Overwhelmed? Oh yes. Feeling VERY loved? Absolute-freakin’-lutely!!!!!! πŸ™‚

Chris is on his way over with Aidan. I’m going to let him open his stocking and play with the things Ivy got him tonight. We’ll probably watch Mickey’s Christmas Carol a million times. Tomorrow, we’ll head up to my mom’s for the weekend, and I’ll come back home Sunday. Spending some of the day with a few Davis folks on Christmas, and recovering all day Tuesday !!!!

Before I go, I have to clean out my car. My mother told me to do so. :O

I have no plans to go out anymore today–it’s rainy, people are driving like bad bananas with greasy black peels, and I want to relax for the drive up tomorrow, and before the weekend. Can’t wait ’til Aidan gets here! πŸ™‚

‘Til later!

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Iffa Siffa Ih Ih Ih

MY CAR is costing me more than Aidan costs me.

My front two breaks (*) were SCREWED royally. Of course, the car is five years old and I can blame that, but instead, I AM GOING TO BLAME THE FUCKING SLOW ASS COLUMBUS DRIVERS WHO HIT THEIR BRAKES FOR NO REASON OVER AND OVER JUST BECAUSE THEY’RE IDIOTS.

* – was nice enough to remind me that it’s BRAKES not breaks. HAHA.

Okay, that done. I also needed to get three belts replaced. Loads of other stuff that I opted not to do tonight. We won’t discuss the cost, because a very dear friend of mine picked up the tab on it, cheerfully, and I don’t know how I will ever thank him enough.

Got GREAT mail today! Four packages (CDs, banana lube- don’t ask, a journal, and pretty Mikasa stuff), cards, and a letter with two giftcards! Again, my friends are way beyond amazing. WAY beyond it. Just waiting on the package from swankivy, who says that today, she got the one I sent her! YAY!!!!! But still… just wow. πŸ™‚

I’m exhausted. I was at the shop for about four and a half hours. No nap for me, and no rest for me until Tuesday. Early bedtime, tonight. How much you wanna bet I won’t fall asleep until 1am, again?

‘Til next time.

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