Talk Like a Pirate Day!I wonder when this will become a national holiday!
1) I’m happy to say that my competition routine is coming along nicely. I was so worried my partner would drop out but he hasn’t and we’re kicking ass. It is a very hard routine with some moves that aren’t easy but we’re nailing them one by one. Granted, its harder on him than it is me but I’m the one they’ll be looking at mostly…. thanks to my nice dress!!!
2) I don’t know why my ‘pages’ to the right are all messed up. I didn’t change anything and the bullets are all wrong. The downside to using the horrible free version of Word Press. I guess they say the full version kicks blogger’s butt but honestly, the free version of blogger is far superior to this one.
3) I’m tired of the rain. It depresses me.
I got my Wonder Woman costume. Get this – its too big. I so have to get it altered which kinda sucks. I would do it myself if I could but I can’t. It needs to be hemmed and taken in so it fits my girls better. And I’ll need a great strapless pushup bra. But other than that its hot! And hot – literally – I’ll sweat a ton in it but I’ll look good and that’s all that matters.
Please??? If it isn’t family for the whole weekend…moving my stuff…thinking they are helping me clean… its raining out…pouring…and my daughter has to wait in the rain for the bus on the first day of school. It isn’t enough that I’m trying to fix up my house and make sure it looks nice but now I can’t even hang things up because I have 5 different opinions on where things should go. Oh – and don’t choose that color – that’s kinda bright don’t you think? Whatever. Is it your house? I don’t think so. But really – its the moving of my stuff. I had 3 brushes downstairs. I can’t find one. I can’t find a bottle of stuff because it was “empty” and someone threw it out and didn’t bother to tell me. I’m wondering the house looking for things I feel I’ll never find. And to top it all off…one of my contacts – brand new -its bothering me and I constantly feel like something is in my eye.
How’s that for a Monday-like morning of complaints???
Tuesday will be Petunia’s first day of school. I think about it and I tear up. I can’t help it. I worry about my girl. Will the other girls like her? Will she get picked on? Will she remember that if a boy pushes her, she is supposed to push back harder? Will she remember to not talk all day everyday and let someone else talk? The world of her peers is what gets me. I want her to have friends. Good friends. I don’t want her growing up lonely and getting to her senior year of high school and realizing that no one there matters or cares or is her friend. Oh how we, as parents, try to make up for our lives through our kids.
She is excited about school and that helps. She can’t wait to get on the bus and go off to her new adventure. Even now as I type, I want to cry. I’m scared for her. But happy too. Too many emotions. Us mothers have it rough.
Only 4 more years before my son is doing the same thing…. at least I’ll be experienced by then.
You can add to last week that I got sick Friday night, had to leave the club early, and go home and then proceeded to be up all night and continued to be sick all day on Saturday. How miserable is that? Being a mom and being sick do not go together very well…..
- My computer died. Hard drive failure. Everything was up to date (virus, spyware, updates, etc.).
- My husband’s computer died. Before he could use it to fix mine. Everything was up to date (see above). Doesn’t look good.
- My son was sick with the flu. Not horribly but enough to throw a wrench into trying to fix computers.
- Had to buy new computer because both of us work at home enough and who knows how long it will be before we can fix ours.
On a side note… this was in a memo I received: “Building Company is putting bilingual signs in the restroom telling people of items that should not be flushed.” Why do I find this slightly humorous? The bathrooms in this particular building get backed up – a LOT. By a variety of things. I guess they feel its the cleaning crew doing it since no one in the building speaks Spanish (except for those who are bi-lingual) primarily except the cleaning crew – a great bunch of women who are sweet and do an excellent job. So now I guess they are “almost” being blamed for the backups. We all know toilets get backed up by men…..
<a href=”http://blog.washingtonpost.com/celebritology/2006/08/tom_jerry_bad_influences_1.html”>TNT Wants to “scrub” old cartoons</a> to make them “better” for the future. Whatever. My daughter has just discovered Tom & Jerry along with the Smurfs, the Pink Panther, and a few others on the Boomerang Network. And she LOVES them. I don’t smoke and I watched all those. I’m fairly confident it isn’t a cat smoking that drives kids to do so. Idiots!
I was going to do my first salsa performance yesterday (Sunday). It didn’t happen. And what’s better is that it seems one friend is trying to hijack my other friend’s dance group and make his own group. I find that pretty under-handed myself. But then, I’m a very loyal person. I had a long, kinda bad weekend and am fairly down in the dumps about it all. My computer died at home and apparently its all my fault. After having a stressful week last week, this one isn’t starting out any better.
There is a new add for Victoria Secrets with Heidi Klum. I can’t tell one supermodel from the other since they all look gaunt, skinny, and bland, but during the add she says “They call me ‘The Body’”. So I tell my husband – “Wow, Elle is doing VS – strange!”. I don’t know if it is or not really, but, I don’t recall her doing one in the recent past. Anyway, I was wrong. As TvGasm reports (link), Elle is a bit peeved that Heidi called herself ‘The Body’ since that was her name back in the day. Time Magazine (link) ran a story on her and dubbed her that as well. So now Elle wants to sue VS and Heidi and honestly, I don’t blame her. It is quite arrogant of Heidi to come out and say that. If I knew Elle was dubbed ‘The Body’ than it has to be fairly common knowledge. So go Elle! I’m not a fan of Heidi anyway. She can disappear forever and no one would probably even notice.