I've been informed that I don't update my blog enough, so here we go. It's kinda funny that I started one of these things b/c my life really isn't interesting enough to record, but oh well, I guess it's a good place to blow off steam or whatever. Today was an interesting day b/c it was my first day off and although I tried to keep it really relaxed and easy, somehow it got filled. Funny how that happens. When I got home from work I tried desparately to sleep, however my efforts turned out to be in vain. Now, for an insomniac who has stayed up all night the previous two nights with about 3 hours sleep inbetween, this became increasingly aggravating. So, with a million thoughts of productive things I could be doing instead of lying in bed NOT sleeping, letting my temper reach the boiling point, I promptly got up and decided to go practice piano. AH, relaxation.....uh oh, NOW I'm tired, and have to go have a lesson and pick up Tom. Fabulous. Why does my body hate me??? Of course the answer to an overheated, sleep deprived system is always and forever, CAFFEINE!! My best friend. Timmy's Iced Cap to be specific. This helped somewhat, although in my humble opinion, they don't put near enough caffeine in those things. So with my iced cap in hand, and the Rent Soundtrack blasting, I'm on my way to pick up my husband from work, then to piano. Tom and I have a little bit of a war going on. I adore Rent, and Tom abhors it. However, I was driving, and I was first one in the car, so na na na na boo boo! (We're so mature). As I'm having my lesson, a thought pops into my head in somewhat staggered clarity...Birthday party.....Kelly O's.....5:30pm.....Friday. Crap! Why don't I write things down??? Oh, and just a little nugget of wisdom for all you wonderful people out there, if you don't have a birthday card to give to someone as your racing to their party, it is much better to give a card later then to just throw $10 i nchange on the table and say, here ya go, we didn't have time to get you a card. Yes, to those of you who are scoffing at such an act, my husband decided that this would be a good way to show someone that they are special. I mean seriously! Who does that?! Now, he understands that some people may actually take this as an incredible insult, and promised that it's not something he'd make a general practice of. He did explain that's what him and his best friend do, however, what men do in each other's company isn't always acceptable in public. :o) Poor guy, he is well intentioned though. :o) Anyway, it was a good time. Shout out to Stacey, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! After the party we raced over to youth to help out with that, however, of course, our fearless, and fabulously organized leaders had everything under control. So Sonya and I gabbed for an hour and a half, and I came home, cooked lasagna for my wonderful husband, and did laundry. At this moment I'm relaxing on the couch witha big glass of iced water, enjoying the incredible vocal stylings of Heather Clark. Now, I know this entry changed your lives, and your sitting there wondering how to comment on such a creative, riveting tour de force, but have no fear my friends, an entry such as this comes along quite often in my humble rantings of an evil genius.....:oP |
LOL!!! I'm going to invite Tom to every one of my birthdays from now in the hopes that he forgets to buy me a card and throws me $10 instead. ;)
I always find that the days where I have nothing planned end up being the busiest days. Hate it when that happens...sometimes. If I'm incredibly bored, then it's a good thing. But if I just need a break, then that's not so good.
Wasn't that game at youth last night awesome? Of course, if we would have had more kids and I had been a 'cop' instead of a 'jailer' then we wouldn't have gotten to have our gabfest. But it worked out pretty well! :)