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Happiness is realizing that Lush orders are in Canadian dollars meaning that the $54 I thought I spent was really $36.
Max's birthday is Sunday, of course our plans for a big party were dashed when we had to pull him out of school 2 weeks before I was going to have him invite everyone in his class. I could just invite people we know but he now says he doesn't want a party and all he wants to do is go to the aquarium. I'm not going to argue, it's his birthday.
I think I have developed some kind of ovulation sickness. TMI, much? Oh well. Every month about this time I get these massive headaches and I'm so dizzy I should not operate a moving vehicle. I guess I should do some research of some sort.
I only had one set of appointments this week and then I had the rest of the week off. I had a million things I was supposed to do (like get my stupid car fixed) and I didn't do any of them. Sometimes procrastination feels good. I had a very experienced (and busy) midwife call me to ask if I want to start attending her appointments and births and I had to say no because Max is home from school until June. It hurt. Plus, now I'm all worried and paranoid that she thinks I blew her off. Sigh.
Max just whapped himself in the mouth with his light saber. That's right, we bough him light sabers. It was clear he had some violent play in him, as evidenced by his making a gun with his hand, so we figured he needed some kind of outlet. Light sabers seemed make believe enough and he has a blast with them. I have to keep reminding myself that I played with guns and light sabers and I turned out OK... sigh.He calls them life sabers and he calls Lifesaver candies Life sabers as well.
Must eat...
Max's birthday is Sunday, of course our plans for a big party were dashed when we had to pull him out of school 2 weeks before I was going to have him invite everyone in his class. I could just invite people we know but he now says he doesn't want a party and all he wants to do is go to the aquarium. I'm not going to argue, it's his birthday.
I think I have developed some kind of ovulation sickness. TMI, much? Oh well. Every month about this time I get these massive headaches and I'm so dizzy I should not operate a moving vehicle. I guess I should do some research of some sort.
I only had one set of appointments this week and then I had the rest of the week off. I had a million things I was supposed to do (like get my stupid car fixed) and I didn't do any of them. Sometimes procrastination feels good. I had a very experienced (and busy) midwife call me to ask if I want to start attending her appointments and births and I had to say no because Max is home from school until June. It hurt. Plus, now I'm all worried and paranoid that she thinks I blew her off. Sigh.
Max just whapped himself in the mouth with his light saber. That's right, we bough him light sabers. It was clear he had some violent play in him, as evidenced by his making a gun with his hand, so we figured he needed some kind of outlet. Light sabers seemed make believe enough and he has a blast with them. I have to keep reminding myself that I played with guns and light sabers and I turned out OK... sigh.He calls them life sabers and he calls Lifesaver candies Life sabers as well.
Must eat...