I'd really like to know who my followers are.

But it won't show me. I am annoyed.

I have been looking at pictures today. Not heloping my mood. Or helping it either.

The whistle is in train car 3. There's no need to look in the other ones, Dora.

Seriously, Chris, stop spilling your milk.

Benny the bull has been sneezing for nearly a half hour. That would be heck.

Well, I get to go change a pullup now.

Be jealous.

life goes on

It really does.

Sometimes that's annoying.

Mrs. Palser killed Santa

I know my daughter is way old enough to know, but it's still sad for me that she knows now.

Overwhelmed

Thank Gosh for fireballs. If your brain overloads, just pop one in your mouth for a few minutes of peace.

Well mostly. It doesn't help with noisy kids or housework.

But I'd be a nutcase (shut up) without mine.

It took the kids and I 2.5 hours to clean up the floor and under the desk and furniture in the living room tonight. Total crap.

My kids are so loud today.

I have so much to get done.

I'm gonna need another fireball.

I've never been grounded.

..but my daughter is constantly! I can't figure out why she won't stop doing crap that results in it.

Perhaps we need to find a new punishment.

I'm also not having any luck with the potty training. I have one last idea, and then I am giving up and sending him to school in diapers. Maybe when he starts dating he'll step up and be a big boy?

I have done a lot of laundry lately. I am guessing close to a dozen loads in the last 3 days. I am still not even close to finding the bottom of my laundry area. That's the sad part. So very sad indeed.

Chris just found the dvd remote. I am excited!

That wasn't supposed to happen..

I need to shower.

Today will be a long day. Zac works a 12hr shift, and I think he gave Chris some crazy pills before he left.

Brenna saw her biodad last week. She's pretty excited about it. Me? not as much, but I think it will all be alright.

I have to watch Yo Gabba Gabba right now. They're going to make a hit song today, apparently.

I think I'll make pizza for lunch. brb.

OK. I hate waiting for stuff to cook when I am hungry.

What should I do today? My vote is for a nap, but I should really stop taking them. I have been contemplating cleaning the bathroom for about a week. I could do laundry. or dishes. or pick up the living room once again. it needs vacuumed in the biggest of ways.

There are baby flies in my house. I have no idea where they are coming from. I am probably attracting them because..

I need to shower.

My dog barks too much.

It's super annoying.

My meds are finally working, and I feel almost normal. except way tired. all the time.

A few more scars, and a short stay in the looney bin later..

Curious George is on next. That means for the next 20 minutes my house will be nice and quiet.

Brenna is at grama's.

Pizza for supper.

I have nothing interesting and/or witty to throw at ya today, so I'll shut it.

Laters.

Road Trip

I'm in a car, that's clearly not made to hold five large adults and a car seat, on my way to a bar.

I'm such a great rhymer?

I've been thinking about depressing things this hour. Thanks to Brenna's biodad. It's not really his fault, but he started it. It wouldn't be such a big deal, but I'm already in self-harm mode, and throwing on being sad is going to be a little tiresome. Fighting dumb urges takes a lot of dumb energy.

So anyway. According to my left arm, I should fight a little harder I guess.

I have not matched the socks. I am told by many that there is nothing wrong with that. So I'm in no hurry.

My daughter is crammed in the middle of the front seat wearing a Halloween mask.

My brother is wearing snow gloves. It's like 60 degrees.

My mom just said "If you're gonna lick it, lick it right."

And I shall leave you with that thought.

Enjoy.

Thursday. Could this be the day of matching socks?

I have 2 baskets of unmatched socks, and one more load to do. I am seriously considering leaving them unmatched, and letting everyone fend for themselves. But the OCD part of me is getting a little uneasy.

Oh. I see a spider. It must die. brb.

Alright, mission fairly accomplished. I also started more laundry. yes, more socks. I cleaned out the lint trap of the dryer. Feathers. Really?

Zac just left for work. I asked Chris what we were going to do all day. Apparently I will be catching a ball in a game he has cleverly entitled "Catch Ball".

I have one obligation today. It's to pay the car payment by 4pm. As close to 4pm as possible. The presssure is on.

I do enjoy snow

Until it's melty and there's water everywhere. Then it's really just a pain.

It's Saturday again. I deemed Saturdays laundry day, so I sort of feel obligated to get at least one load accomplished. I at least did the part of making myself a drink at noon though, so hypothetically the motivation would be there.

We are taking the girl child out for all she can eat shrimp. We promised we would 2.5 years ago. Better late than never, yes?

I am sitting in the car while Zac changes a tire, and my dad throw snowballs at my window.

The babyman is staying with grampa to go sledding. He told us he is going to teach grama how to ski. I'd like to watch that go down, but I'm opting to shovel down some pasta, and guzzle lobsteritas which I swear I only get for the tiny lobster necklaces.

I don't actually drink this much. So shut it.

I wasn't paying attention, but I just caught the end of Zac's story.. "and he almost lost 3 of his fingers". I sorta wish I had been paying attention cuz I love a good 'loss of limbs' tale.

And on that note, eveyone have a great weekend!

Crunchy

I ate a lot of crackers today. I can't be bothered to cook when I am the only one home.

And by "cook" I mean "microwave something".

So the crackers are gone now, and that's depressing. Or at least it would be if I wasn't on so much medication? tee hee.

The kids are home and asleep. One of them is even bathed. Zac's laundry is done. My night meds are taken. Fruit punch is made, and ready for my koolaid habit tomorrow.

Go me.

Saturday is laundry day. Apparently.

I get a lot more housework done when I start drinking at 1pm. Noted.

We decided to ditch the kids tonight, and work on our massive pile of alcohol we have left over from the pig roast.

And do laundry.