Some days I want to put an odometer on my tortoise.

Next Friday is my last day here. This is my last week of all-day daycare. I have declared it to be "I Can't Possibly Get Fired" week. So far we've burned things, let the kids decide what we do most of the day, and greased the slip'n'slide. Tuesday was Pirate Day. As long as the kids don't get hurt in lawsuit-happy ways, anything goes.

Lets hope 2010 is at least somewhat less of a parade of suck. From my pointless knee surgery, to the near-constant illness, to the various veterinary emergencies, car problems, being forced to move, assorted injuries, and missing our long-awaited Disneyworld trip. Things haven't gone right for a long time.

Hello, I'd like to stop being sick now. Or feel better? Maybe a little better ( Read more... )

Very anti-abortion. I am so against killing the unborn that I believe birth control should be over the counter, social services for single moms should be excellent, and premarital sex shouldn't be excessively stigmatized. I want to get rid of every reason a healthy woman could ever have  to get rid of a healthy baby ( Read more... )

Every night at precisely 11:00 my allergies go completely crazy. The benadryl doesn't kick in for another 6 or 7 hours, right before I get up for work. It also leaves me somewhat/completely stoned for the next 8+ hours ( Read more... )

I painted a squid at daycare this week.

A year ago I noticed I was starting to get some belly fat, which was weird for me. So I started working out, walking more at work, being more active in general. I gained weight.

I started taking very long walks in the evenings and trying to do at least a mile on my lunch break. I started doing situps and pushups and lifting weights every day. I ( Read more... )

I'm running another music exchange. I find maybe  twelve interested parties. Each person makes a cd of music they want to share. They burn 12 copies and mail them to me. I then mail each participant a package containing 12 new cds ( Read more... )

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