Filler

Tired - nothing to say - going to bed.

At least I still posted.

I'm half way through

OMGI'mhalfwaythroughNaBloPoMo.Ialsohadlike7glassesofteaatdinneranditwasn'tecaffeinated.Notagoodthingforsomeone

alreadywiredonSudafed.Sicknessnobetter.

ButI'mwiredenoughtocleanoutaclosetrightthissecond.

There is never enough padding.

I have a sensitive backside. What can I say - I'm a tough old bird, until it comes to my a**. I went bike riding Sunday, to the lake, then around the lake. I crapped out and decided that I couldn't make it up the big giant hill to come home. My husband was kind enough to come and pick me up and take me home - YEA HUSBAND! I'm pretty sure that I won't get that treatment a second time.

I've got a new back tire and today I went and got a big giant gel seat. It has been hell the past two days sitting on anything other than a pillow. Because my cheeks are still a little sensitive, I have a gel pad over the gel seat. I hope that will protect my precious trunk.

I'm going to start riding the lake a couple times a week in addition to my walking, so I can get the remainder of my baby weight off. I've gotten off 20 lbs so far. I'm looking forward to getting another 20 off.

Wish me luck.

To retaliate or not to retaliate

Remember Friday's blog: Bah Humbug. I think I can actually speak about the atrocities that occurred. I think, I'm not sure. We all know that I am not getting any younger. I wouldn't exactly call me ancient, but I'm no spring chicken. I still listen to "hip" music. New Music. I'm not like some my age who can't get out of their youth in the 80's. My true love is the Foo Fighters, and I'm trying to like Them Crooked Vulture. I love People in Planes, Muse, Flyleaf, Chevelle. I like me some music. I can still stay up late - yes, it might be because of the insomnia, but lets not go there.

Well, an agent in my office - you know the one I don't work in anymore - came up to me and told me she liked the grey streaks in my hair.

EXCUSE ME! GREY? STREAKS? WTF?

I nicely laughed and said they are there because I'm too cheap to color my hair. But I DO NOT have grey streaks. Yes, I have a few grey hairs. I have children for Christ's sake. Two, three if you include my husband, and I have earned these grey hairs. But seriously, who compliments another woman by saying how much they like their grey streaks? I should have slapped her or told her how much I liked the rolls around her ankles or maybe how much the age spots brought out the brown in her eyes.

The funny thing about this - she has a good 20 years on me. Does this mean I need to color my hair?

Bah Humbug

Day 6 is a blogging bust. A BUST. I'm going to give up and try tomorrow.

The things we do for our children

What in the holy hell did I get myself into today? My children share a room. Its all due to a mistake my husband and I made while house hunting, but that is a whole different story.

Anyway, my kids share a room. I am constantly changing that room because they are never happy. E has issues - he's like his momma - he worries about everything. Its too dark, something is going to come in the window, what if the cat is cold. H2 on the other hand is Mr. Hugs and Kisses, and really doesn't worry about anything (he gets that from The Husband). They have been bugging me for a month to move their room again. This time they wanted their beds together. So I started moving the bedroom today. 1st lets just talk the laundry involved in this. We all know Dijea doesn't like to do laundry. So this already threw the day in a tizzy. The new sheet, the new mattress pad the old sheets & blankets etc. I moved the dresser/desk & toy bin out so I could clean everything. I did the floors, baseboards, washed the curtains. I went to Home Depot got some zip ties and tied the twin beds together.

They loved it. 10 minutes after I turned off the lights they decided the bed was uncomfortable.

EXCUSE ME! ITS THE SAME STINKING BEDS, just tied together with plastic zip ties that cops tie up drunk people. How can they not be the same amount of comfortable that they were yesterday? I am still cleaning up the crap that didn't go back in their room and they are already wanting me to change it again.

It was a terrible no good very bad day, and I'm moving to Australia.

Day Two: NaBloPoMo

For those of you not paying attention it is NATIONAL BLOG POSTING MONTH. Today is day two and much like the number my day has been all about seconds. Its like everything looks like its going to be great and it turns out to be not quite great but almost great. For example: Today was an amazing day. Perfect weather. Sunny 75 degrees. I worked a little, always like to be productive and bring home a little cash. Came home, ate a rather boring lunch - I thought it was going to be okay, but it turned out to be really unappealing.

Then I went out to take pictures because I'm also participating in Project 365. The premise is you take a photo(s) a day, read a page in your camera manual and look at an image every day of the year and you improve your photography. See my incredible fabulous photos here. I ran out - around the lake - took the every popular picture of my favorite foot bridge - then popped into the car to the bath house and bam did I hit the mother load - perfect shot of downtown over the lake - a ton of geese and 7 pelicans. I also brought my BIG LENS. Its a 1000 mm mirror lens my dad got back in the 70's. It fits my Nikon and shazam is a 1500 mm lens on the digital. Guess what haze. Everything was a hazy and with the big lens I couldn't get all of downtown. Can you believe it? I only got 3 buildings. I also went got some pictures of the pelicans, but I had the polarizing filter on and it just didn't work out right. I'm hard pressed to find what I want out of today's shots.

So I picked up the kids, my adorable little things mocked me at every turn. Do you homework was answered with, but Mom its nice outside. Don't you want us to spend time outdoors. Soon it won't be nice enough for us to get out of your hair. 1) WHAT? I mean seriously they are 6 & 8 where do they get this stuff? 2) Out of my hair is not a bad thing. Anyway soccer practice was cold and I was wearing flip flops. I ended up grabbing a pizza for dinner which blows the diet and when I had to go to Target for double sided tape for the PTA program entry I grabbed a bottle of wine, because well, its just been that kind of day.

This month better turn around soon, because between the Halloween candy and the pizza I may be in fat camp by December.

National Blog Posting Month.

Hello peeps! Have you missed me? I've missed you. Guess what? I'm going to be here everyday - yes, I said it EVERYDAY! Why you asked. Everyone always asked I'm going to join in and participate in NaBloPoMo. National Blog Posting Month.

Woo Hoo! I have absolutely nothing in my head about what is going to be posted. Suggestions would be appreciated. Also I foresee at least one nospacebar post and probably a few cooking posts as I will probably have to take over the cooking duties in the house. UGH! I'm so uninspired in the kitchen these days. But my husband likes to cook full fat, I've got to get out of the full fat dinners.

Don't forget to give me a little comment love. I am always more fun with comments. I challenge you all to do the same and join me in National Blog Posting Month.