Today we decided to celebrate Labor Day by doing actual manual labor. Yes. Today we painted the trim in the bathroom. Nothing like leaving things to the last minute, Husband! But since this is his normal pattern of behavior, I wasn't surprised that he put off painting until the day before he returns to Afghanistan. I did not do as much painting as I anticipated I would have to, mostly because I woke up at 5am with a full-blown migraine and I discovered that migraine medicine and paint fumes are not a good combination and it made me very sick. So I took a nap upstairs away from the paint while Husband and Child 1 diligently finished the trim. I know you are thinking that it was very convenient to have a migraine, but that would only be because you have never had anything close to one. If you have ever had a migraine, you know that there is nothing convenient about gremlins setting off firecrackers behind your right eyebrow, because that is what it feels like every time you move. And then there is the nausea to deal with. It's like the worst kind of morning sickness where you can barely move, only shorter and there is no baby at the end.
I did manage to live through the family picture taking and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be but then I haven't seen the pictures yet. I wore the blue shirt that makes me look slimmer and my new black jeans that are a size smaller than I used to wear. But it was hot and sticky and I was sweating so I'm sure my hair will look fabulous because sweaty is such a good look and maybe the photographer can photo shop a burka onto me.
We played our favorite game of Scribblish again where the Starship Enterprise turns into fried eggs. This time I turned a soccer ball into cheese and crackers. I think the problem isn't that I'm terrible at drawing, it's that I'm terrible at drawing under pressure. So it's clearly not my fault that I stink at this game. But it does make for lots of giggles. Child 3 announced during the game that she was over Afghanistan. I mean, she said, it's just Dad's job. It's what he does. Then later in the evening, she came and sat in my lap and cried and said maybe she wasn't over it after all. It's breaking my heart to see them so sad and there is nothing I can do to comfort them. Except draw badly, so I think I'll keep doing that.
This woman in Oregon is having a worse day than me. She was busted for driving in the HOV lane with a teddy bear. For those of you who aren't aware, HOV lanes are only for drivers of High Occupancy Vehicles, meaning that you need to have at least one passenger. And as much as I'm sure she loved her teddy and however real he may have been to her, a teddy bear is not a person.
So thank you, clueless girl in Oregon, for reminding me again that honesty can save you a $260 ticket and for reminding me to be grateful that I have never underestimated the intelligence of state troopers.
I did manage to live through the family picture taking and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be but then I haven't seen the pictures yet. I wore the blue shirt that makes me look slimmer and my new black jeans that are a size smaller than I used to wear. But it was hot and sticky and I was sweating so I'm sure my hair will look fabulous because sweaty is such a good look and maybe the photographer can photo shop a burka onto me.
We played our favorite game of Scribblish again where the Starship Enterprise turns into fried eggs. This time I turned a soccer ball into cheese and crackers. I think the problem isn't that I'm terrible at drawing, it's that I'm terrible at drawing under pressure. So it's clearly not my fault that I stink at this game. But it does make for lots of giggles. Child 3 announced during the game that she was over Afghanistan. I mean, she said, it's just Dad's job. It's what he does. Then later in the evening, she came and sat in my lap and cried and said maybe she wasn't over it after all. It's breaking my heart to see them so sad and there is nothing I can do to comfort them. Except draw badly, so I think I'll keep doing that.
This woman in Oregon is having a worse day than me. She was busted for driving in the HOV lane with a teddy bear. For those of you who aren't aware, HOV lanes are only for drivers of High Occupancy Vehicles, meaning that you need to have at least one passenger. And as much as I'm sure she loved her teddy and however real he may have been to her, a teddy bear is not a person.
So thank you, clueless girl in Oregon, for reminding me again that honesty can save you a $260 ticket and for reminding me to be grateful that I have never underestimated the intelligence of state troopers.
Buzz: Rosie, I never should have left you forty years ago. I can still see you standing on the platform as the train started to roll by. Remember, Rose? You were walking alongside, tears rolling down your cheeks. When the train picked up a little speed, you started to run. Suddenly you were out of sight. It was very painful for me.
ReplyDeleteRose: For me too. I ran face first into the crossing-signal.
Guido, is that you? It must be because this comment makes no sense but does make me laugh. :-)
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