It's tradition to have donuts in the office on the Friday of the first week of classes. I was all excited and ate a light breakfast so I'd have donut room. There are no fucking donuts. I'm more upset than is probably reasonable.
I have a hard time being around my dad lately. He's a shell of the person he used to be and seeing him like this just makes me incredibly sad. I know being around me and the boys makes him happy, but I can't deal with it more often than not.
My H and I are going to a baseball game tonight and my mom and grandma are coming down to stay with our kids. It will be the first time anyone but us has put our toddler to bed since she was a baby. We wrote three pages of instructions. My grandma raised 6 kids.
Did that with baby 1. By baby 3 I was like you'll be fine, there is formula somewhere in the kitchen, my phone probably won't be on. See ya!
Bunmi Laditan actually has a pretty funny video about it.
My H and I got into an argument last night. He was being a dense ass about it which was pissing me off even more. He decided to take the dog out and I went to lay in bed because the argument became us talking in circles. He was outside for over 15 minutes and I really thought he was self reflecting on being an idiot. Newp. The dog ran away...
Confession: I was more upset about him not self reflecting in those 15 minutes like I thought he was, than my dog running away.
Oh, yeah, the dog came back and is safe, so that's good.
You know you can't dictate when someone self reflects?
I know Larry happened. Please do not try to convince me otherwise. Please don't talk to me about coffee. I don't drink it. I don't caffeine. When I state my opinion, that is me chiming in on a topic. This is not me saying you suck at life if you do or feel differently. If I want to say that, I will. If I want to speak on you, I will.
A different sort of Savage confession. I used to think Ben savage and Shia Lebeouff were the same person. For like an embarrassingly long time. Like I still thought thay when the first Transformers movie came out.
My H and I got into an argument last night. He was being a dense ass about it which was pissing me off even more. He decided to take the dog out and I went to lay in bed because the argument became us talking in circles. He was outside for over 15 minutes and I really thought he was self reflecting on being an idiot. Newp. The dog ran away...
Confession: I was more upset about him not self reflecting in those 15 minutes like I thought he was, than my dog running away.
Oh, yeah, the dog came back and is safe, so that's good.
You know you can't dictate when someone self reflects?
Yes. I didn't ask him to head on outside TO self reflect. But once he was gone for a hot minute I was like "well boom. He is out there thinking all of the things" and when he was actually out there sprinting after our dog (which is funny now) I was more disappointed about being "wrong" in what he was doing than my dog getting his rabbit chasing on.
This is probably pretty flammable. I had no food in the house, and I took my kids to the grocery store with me first thing this morning to get some staples. I didn't let them touch anything but as I mentioned in the drinking thread, I think we have rotavirus so it was a pretty dick move to bring them in public and around food especially. We don't have delivery groceries as an option or id have done that. I'm truly sorry.
As long as you didn't let them touch anything, you did what you had to do. Gotta eat. Plus, they've probably been contagious and infecting the world for the last day or so.
This is probably pretty flammable. I had no food in the house, and I took my kids to the grocery store with me first thing this morning to get some staples. I didn't let them touch anything but as I mentioned in the drinking thread, I think we have rotavirus so it was a pretty dick move to bring them in public and around food especially. We don't have delivery groceries as an option or id have done that. I'm truly sorry.
why didn't you go last night after kids were asleep or H was home?
I've been meaning to drop this one since @annperkins said she fell for Fred Savage after seeing him in The Grinder (because she's a baby).
When I was a tween (way before anyone used the word tween), I used the info in Tiger Beat or BOP or whatever to hang a picture of Fred Savage (in his Wonder Years heyday) at the right height so I could imagine what it would be like to stand to next to him . . . or kiss him.
I've been meaning to drop this one since @annperkins said she fell for Fred Savage after seeing him in The Grinder (because she's a baby).
When I was a tween (way before anyone used the word tween), I used the info in Tiger Beat or BOP or whatever to hang a picture of Fred Savage (in his Wonder Years heyday) at the right height so I could imagine what it would be like to stand to next to him . . . or kiss him.
Good news! He's coming to a Netflix near you in 2017.
I'm sorry chickie my dad was sick when I had dd and he didn't tell me. He visited like twice in 4 months and I was livid. He is better now and our relationship is better (not great).
All that rambling is me saying I hope things get better.
Post by seadragon2013 on Aug 26, 2016 9:23:39 GMT -5
I've spent most of the past week planning my next nap. I'm operating in two hour chunks - do something productive or fun for a couple hours, nap, rinse and repeat.
I actually asked MH to work from home this morning so that I could sleep, instead of dealing with the termite inspector at 7:45am this morning. He kindly obliged and I slept right through the inspection.
I'm also legitimately pissed at my mom for not finding a new doctor for my dad. After months of different diagnoses and countless medications, they still don't know what's causing his symptoms. I've tried telling her to find someone else, but they keep thinking the next specialist will figure it all out.
I missed a call this morning and I think it might have been related to something they found on my echocardiogram yesterday. I don't want to call back or check my messages in case that's what it is.
They won't leave you a message with important info. I know the feeling but call/listen to the message. The waiting makes things worse in your mind.
Also, I'm not sure whats going on but I hope everything turns out to be fine!
I missed a call this morning and I think it might have been related to something they found on my echocardiogram yesterday. I don't want to call back or check my messages in case that's what it is.
I think that's understandable, tLex. Give yourself a little time and when you're ready, check your messages or call back. It'll give you control.
I hate listening to voicemail. I constantly have 5 or more in my inbox at work. If its that important just call me back! I don't want to listen to you!
DS's daycare is closed Monday and Tuesday for professional development days and first day of school is "Wednesday." I completely forgot about it until this week. DH is taking Monday off, but I can't really take Tuesday off because I need to schedule PTO far in advance at my work, plus I'm on maternity leave in 2 weeks. So I'm just going to work from home and keep DS with me. He can play independently and watch movies in his playroom but it makes me feel a little shitty since I know I won't be fully invested in the work day.
I think I've been playing the pain Olympics with my husband a little too much. I don't actually say anything out loud but I don't sympathize with him when he complains about being tired, etc...these days.
3rd tri discomfort and insomnia has hit and I just DGAF how he is sleeping
I completely spiraled on MBP from the true crime thread. One of the main red flags is a parent who brings child to the Dr for vague, hard to diagnose symptoms.
So today I brought my little one to the Dr for unexplained in and off fever with no other symptoms and the Dr couldn't find anything wrong and I spent the entire appointment wondering if he was red flagging me for MBP.
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