Winding Down.
Today has been a long day. It started early with Drew and has been mostly good, with moments bordering on great, and other moments that were definitely not good. The lowlight was Drew waking up from his nap screaming and inconsolable...it seriously gave me pause as to whether or not I could handle having more kids. But then the rest of the afternoon was swell, including Seaves laughing her ass off in the car on the way back from Babies R Us because apparently Drew and I have the exact same dance moves. We were singing a Joe Wise song and rocking out. I was driving and Drew was strapped in his car seat, both fairly limiting situations for breaking it down. But Claire said we were identical and she couldn't stop laughing.
Empire Strikes Back is currently on and I have some problems with the Hoth scene. As an Eagle Scout with the Wilderness Survival merit badge, I question Luke's mad dash back out into a blizzard after severely injuring the cave bear that was going to eat him. Just finish the job, stay safe in the cave and be cool. No...dude runs right out into the blizzard. WTF? Then the tauntauns freeze to death, which makes it seem like they are a less hearty beast than we humans, since neither Luke nor Han froze to death. And tauntauns were supposed to be indigenous to Hoth. WTF? It's still my favorite Star Wars movie for many reasons. But those jumped out at me this evening.
I did a boatload of laundry today--including the folding and putting away part. That is usually my downfall. I have no problem with carrying it downstairs, sorting it, moving it from washer to dryer, hanging the non-dryer stuff, and then moving it back up to the living room. But then...my momentum fades. So I'm proud of myself for completing the cycle. And it's a good thing, too, because we hadn't done laundry in like 10 days, so there was a boatload of it. I already said "boatload." There was a lot.
I am eating semi-sweet chocolate chips out of the bag. I just finished a little port and realized that port is a springboard drug for me that leads to an uncontrollable desire for confectioner's sugar. mmm...sugar...mmm
I haven't spoken to any members of my family in some time. My Mom is in Korea so I should really check in on my Dad. Sometimes he doesn't do as well on his own. I haven't spoken with many of my friends in some time, either. I think it is because I am a bad friend. It is also because I am practically paralyzed with stress right now. I have so much to do for my class that it's hard to even know where to start or get motivated to do it. A little reading is in order, and a whole lotta research...big paper due at the end of the month, and it's already the middle of the month. I am not excited.
This turned into a long post so if you made it all the way to here, have yourself a handful of chocolate chips and say hi in the comments.
Empire Strikes Back is currently on and I have some problems with the Hoth scene. As an Eagle Scout with the Wilderness Survival merit badge, I question Luke's mad dash back out into a blizzard after severely injuring the cave bear that was going to eat him. Just finish the job, stay safe in the cave and be cool. No...dude runs right out into the blizzard. WTF? Then the tauntauns freeze to death, which makes it seem like they are a less hearty beast than we humans, since neither Luke nor Han froze to death. And tauntauns were supposed to be indigenous to Hoth. WTF? It's still my favorite Star Wars movie for many reasons. But those jumped out at me this evening.
I did a boatload of laundry today--including the folding and putting away part. That is usually my downfall. I have no problem with carrying it downstairs, sorting it, moving it from washer to dryer, hanging the non-dryer stuff, and then moving it back up to the living room. But then...my momentum fades. So I'm proud of myself for completing the cycle. And it's a good thing, too, because we hadn't done laundry in like 10 days, so there was a boatload of it. I already said "boatload." There was a lot.
I am eating semi-sweet chocolate chips out of the bag. I just finished a little port and realized that port is a springboard drug for me that leads to an uncontrollable desire for confectioner's sugar. mmm...sugar...mmm
I haven't spoken to any members of my family in some time. My Mom is in Korea so I should really check in on my Dad. Sometimes he doesn't do as well on his own. I haven't spoken with many of my friends in some time, either. I think it is because I am a bad friend. It is also because I am practically paralyzed with stress right now. I have so much to do for my class that it's hard to even know where to start or get motivated to do it. A little reading is in order, and a whole lotta research...big paper due at the end of the month, and it's already the middle of the month. I am not excited.
This turned into a long post so if you made it all the way to here, have yourself a handful of chocolate chips and say hi in the comments.