Tag: life

My Own Personal Weirdness

I bought way too much

I bought way too much stuff yesterday, but I’m happy with all of it and Nick’s not a bit upset by my purchases, so I guess it’s happy. I’m not happy though. I don’t know why. Ok, maybe I do know why and I just don’t want to point it out. Yeah.

The kid downstairs is crying like a maniac outside our window. I wonder if he accidentally stumbled upon the sign his parents semi-buried there (the one that says not to let your pets do their business on that patch of lawn–the only patch of lawn that my downstairs neighbors ever take their pet to). That would be ironic.

Hmm. Now my own child is crying. Oh joy.

Parenting, Saving Money

Chopper thingie

Dude, this chopper thingie really rocks. It’s one of those slidy things with a blade on one side (diagonally set) and the other side has a place for different shaped pieces to slide in, depending on what kind of cut you want. It took me 30 seconds to cut carrots, instead of the 5 solid minutes of work it would have taken me for horrible slices.

Alas, I did suffer one small problem: I sliced my thumb. Oh well.

All in the name of making inexpensive baby food.

Books

Library-Bleh.

Bleh.

I finished the book I was reading tonight so I could return it to the library tomorrow. While I liked this book better than the first in the series in several ways, it was much whinier than the first. Too much of the “Oh, I love you, but we can never be together” kind of crap. Oh well.

Of course, I was all proud of myself because I thought I’d finished all my books from the library…but I’d forgotten that I had one more to go. *sigh* There’s no way I’ll finish it by tomorrow. I’ll take it back next week or something.

Ahh…time for me to go to bed.

Around the House

Bleh.bleh bleh bleh.

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Bleh. bleh bleh bleh.

So not only am I feeling terrible, thinking of switching doctors, and having irrational moments of jealousy/envy…I also have an entire apartment to clean before the babysitter gets here in 3 hours. I don’t think I’ll make it.