So Purple Cow accused me of being inconsistant in my blogging. I seriously have 15 posts written in my head that just never make it to the page. When I sit down at the computer, it sucks all the brain out of my head and with it my posts. Plus, I'm in a winter slump and the deepest thoughts I can manage are what clothes to wear each day. Normally, I don't do updates that often because I see a lot of you regularly and I figure the rest don't care about my day to day stuff. But there is a lot of stuff to talk about so you are getting a paragraph update :)
I picked up my van tonight from Tatman's. In case you don't know, it was parked at Christie parking lot a couple of weeks ago and a guy was pulling into the space in front of it and missed the break, hitting the gas instead. I had a couple of puncture holes in the front bumper but he busted his radiator. It still cost over $800 to get it fixed. We took it in yesterday and I have driving a Grand Prix for the last 2 days. Even though it was a "full size" car, it was tiny and little and I'm super glad to have my van back.
I some super b-day presents all ready for my upcoming celebration. I'm trying to decide if the Happy Bunny would be acceptable as a purse :)
Looseyfur commented the other day "well you guys don't have jobs so it is ok" I knew what she meant and it didn't bother me. However, I've been filling out some online surveys and then yesterday at Enterprise it happened too. The guy askd where I worked and I said "at home" because I dare anyone to tell me that a SAHM doesn't work and he said "what is the business name" I told him no name (although I should make one up and just use it from now on), I was a SAHM and he said "oh, so you don't work at all them" WTF? Seriously?
Apparently, I don't possess the ability to suspend disbelief enough for Lost. I can read all these wacky vampire books where vamps and witches and shapeshifters and demons are all real. I can watch Lost and buy smoke monsters, polar bears in the jungle, secret organizations doing experiments, etc etc etc. But time travel? No way, get real! LOL
It occured to me today (after busting Quigs' chops a little about not posting) that I hadn't logged into Blogger for 3 days. No wonder I didn't think anyone had updated. Duh!
This kid is all kinds of awesome! I wonder if he needs plain folk support for his cause? (I'll post a video of his interview if I can find it)
Finally a conversation with MT.
MT: yak yak yak, something about laser tag
Me: nods head
MT: yak yak something else about laser tag (I swear to God she talked about laser tag for over 10 minutes by this point in the conversation, I had moved on)
Me: nods again
MT: MOM, you need to respond to me when I talk to you!
Me:I did respond, I nodded
MT: Well I can't hear your brain rattle, now can I?
ROFL
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Before everyone thinks I'm an insensitive clod... I don't "work" either. :-)
I prefer to look at it as the kind of work we do has no wage that could possibly be associated to it. Kind of like it's a 24-hour gig... it's also priceless.
See, that's how I took your comment. From someone that has BTDT and knows what I'm saying. The dude at Enterprise acted like "oh, you aren't getting paid so you must do nothing but watch soaps and eat bon bons all day".
I've decided that I'm pissed enough about it that I'm going to make up my own company and tell people I'm a CEO :) just because I'm not raking in the big bucks doesn't mean that I'm not the CEO of this house
I've been slacking, too. I used to blog daily...but nothing has been blogworthy lately. Meh.
I didn't know you watch LOST. It is getting really hokey, but like a train wreck--I can't help but watch.
When are we going to find out what/who the smoke monster really is????
BTW, instead of SAHM, I prefer the term Domestic Engineer. I put in more hours than any Civil Engineer or Electrical Engineer out there: 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
Just wanted to say Hi and thanks for blogging!
love the rattling brain......
Did you give that Enterprise employee the nice response when he said that to you? I bet you didn't give him an earful like I would have. I hate it when people assume that, and I usually let them know....but that's the little bit of bitch in me that never sees the light of day and is scratching at my skin to get out and play!
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