The Big Five

"Because I Couldn't Think of Ten Legit Things That Deserve My Aggravated Obsession" list:

1. I want the global financial markets to stop falling so that my friend will finally call me back. (And I don't care how superficial that sounds).

2. I am so frustrated by my search for a new job -why can't it all just come together already?

3. I want to do something incredible with my life, but no opportunities seem to be presenting themselves. I want to go out and look for them...but I think I'm afraid.

4. Finances. And all the worries that go with money or a lack-thereof. (Echoing M2 who had this at #6).

5. I hate being old enough to want all kinds of grown-up things, but too young to have the means to get them.

Leopard Print Shoe Society

Exclusively for Crazy Sisters

  There's nothing a proper lady loves more than a new pair of shoes, and this holds true times 4 when it comes to the Crazy Sisters. Thus, there was no way I could have gotten a better present for my birthday than the shoes M1 mentioned earlier this month. Enter the Leopard Print Shoe Society!

  I put them on and instantly decided that I never wanted to take them off ever again. They fit like a dream come true! Of course, in this same instant, I also decided that I could never wear them outside lest I ruin them. Therefore, if anyone ever wants to see me again, please come over. -And admire my shoes.

It's okay to call me a show-off. I am.

Top 10 List

This is my "Top Ten Things that are Bugging Me" list:

1. I get kind of resentful that I missed (what I think is) so much of my munchkin's first year because I was worried about everything going on in my marriage.

2. I get really resentful that I'm letting myself miss so much now because I let myself get caught up in being upset about how much I missed before.

3. I don't want to work anymore. But I think it's only because I feel like I'm missing out on the rest of my life.

4. I'm terrible at asking for help, even when I really need it. It tends to come out as either bossy or whiny, neither of which is good.

5. I can't seem to get enough sleep.

6. Finances. And all the worries that go with it.

7. I miss those old, good feelings. It's not that the new feelings are bad. They're just new. And different.

8. My biological clock started ticking and it is the strangest feeling I've ever had. I really thought I didn't want another child. Now, I'm not so sure. But aside from money, I worry about my mommy-abilitites. I mean, what if I don't do it better the second time around?

9. I feel like I want to go back to school, but I don't even know what for. I think I just want a career change.

10. I feel like I'm running out of time. Not in a silly way. Kind of like a doomsday way. I don't know why, but it's not sitting well. Maybe because my 30th birthday is fast approaching? Some other reason?

Twister

And I'm not referring to the weather pummeling the Midwest!

The past few weeks have been a big pain in the you-know-what. I'm feeling a little crabby today. For the past three nights, I've gone to bed really early. Well, really early for me. Anything before 11pm qualifies as early.

Anyway, I've been going to bed early because I finally decided to listen to my body, which was screaming, "Yo, nutjob! Your blood sugar is out of whack and you're working too hard during the day. Get some sleep!"

I listened, and I've been feeling better. You know, not quite so physically and mentally exhausted. But--and this is where the Twister part comes in--if I go to bed early, there are other things that end up being put off. Like dishes. And mopping. And cleaning the bathrooms. And laundry. You know, stuff like that. All the stuff gets put off and piled up so that when it finally comes time to do it, I don't want to. I want to hang out with my kid. Talk to my friends. They want some of my time, too. I feel like I'm in a never-ending game of Twister--trying to cross my left leg over my right arm, which is pinned beneath my left arm, which is balanced on my right leg so I can get to the orange circle. It's worse than the juggling act I put on everyday just to keep my head above water.

So tonight, I'm feeling a little p.o.'d because *someone* who swore that stuff would get done so I could get some rest, didn't quite follow through. I know, I know, I shouldn't complain, but I'm going to. I'll wash my mouth out with soap later. (Hey, wait a minute. Since I'm not SAYING anything bad, I'm actually TYPING, that must mean I have to wash my fingers with soap. Which I do a bazillion times a day already, so I'm in the clear!)

Back to complaining. Sisters, I just want enough time to feel human. Most days, I'm operating on autopilot, and I don't enjoy it. I miss the lazy hours hanging out with my family, puttering around, doing a little of this and a little of that.

The storms are now getting worse again, so I should wrap up before the power goes out. But I have one more quick complaint. The worry lines in my forehead are getting deeper, and the fine lines around my eyes are a little more noticeable. And I've got a big pimple on my chin. Isn't there a law somewhere that humans are NOT allowed to have wrinkles and pimples at the same time? I'm too old for one, too young for the other. I wonder if a sandblaster would work...

Amicable My A$$

But Venerable, Most Definitely...

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Venerable Lady Catherine the Amicable of Lower Bumhampton Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

I Outrank You

Are you surprised?

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Empress Margaret the Implacable of Leg over Wallop Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

Weebles wobble but they don't fall down!

Haha, that's what this reminds me of.....

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Grand Duchess Victoria the Undulant of Lesser Wobbleton Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

HEY! Who's Been Looking at My Butt?!

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Countess Martha the Charitable of Much Bottom Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

As if Spock in a Star Wars video wasn't enough, now there's this. Hmph.

Star Wars Music Video

Watch closely. And tell me how Spock ended up in the video!

Because I Love You...

...and it's the type of thing a crazy sister might do...

I bought shoes for you! I hope you like lepoard print!

Help, Help, My Eyes are Stuck!

I love my honey, but he is a man, after all...

I don’t know if it’s genetics, expectations or something else, but can someone please explain to me why a woman can go through her day, working a ton of hours (either as a stay-at-home mom or working outside the home), cooking and cleaning, falling into bed completely exhausted after everyone else and then getting up before everyone else and doing it all over again…but if a man does a few loads of laundry, it’s necessary to give high praise and act like he’s the freakin’ king of the universe?

*eye roll*

I’m unusually irritable today, so I won’t stay up on my soapbox for very long, but I’m cranky and annoyed by this. I typically don’t mind doing housework. Mostly, I feel like if I’m doing it, then it’s getting done and for the most part, getting done well. But during insane weeks, when I really, really need help, I get upset if I have to ask. If it’s obvious that I’m overwhelmed, wouldn’t it make sense to just do something, rather than wait for me to ask for help, or worse, see everything that needs to be done and ask me if I need help—when I’ve almost finished the darn task anyway? I mean, look in the sink! There are dirty dishes there! Is the floor in need of a good sweeping or mopping? Do it. Don’t ask. Say, “I’m going to do…” And don’t add in the stupid modifier or whatever at the end, like “I’m going to do the dishes...since you’re so busy.” That makes it sound kind of sarcastic. Like, “Oh, you’re busy, so I guess I have to do it.” *eye roll* And then I have to make doubly sure I express my never-ending gratitude so his feelings aren’t hurt that he worked so hard and didn’t get anything in return.

At the end of the day, I usually have about eight (consecutive) minutes to myself, which I spend in the shower. I would love to have a half hour or so to unwind. After I’m done folding laundry at 10:30 at night and stepping over the spouse who’s lying on the floor playing a video game so I can put the laundry away *eye roll*, I just want to close my eyes and go to sleep. But I can’t. I lay awake thinking about all the stuff I didn’t get done and all the stuff that has to get done the next day.

When I was about twelve years old, I remember a boy asking my friend why girls roll their eyes when they get mad. Without missing a beat, she replied, “We’re not really rolling our eyes. We’re doing one of two things. We’re either trying to look up into our brains to see if we can find a reason why you’re so dumb, or we’re raising our eyes to Heaven and praying for God to give you some sense.”

So true. *eye roll* So true.

We can levitate crap now!

However, it makes me sad that we can't levitate ourselves yet.

Check it out.

I Want a Different Answer...

You Are Navy Blue

You're a true adventurer. You constantly find yourself drawn to new experiences, people, and places. Sometimes you feel quite scattered and bored. If something exciting isn't going on, you feel a bit lost.

What Color Blue Are You?

Dang, right again.

You Are Royal Blue

People find you difficult to understand. In fact, you often find it hard to understand yourself. You think so much that sometimes you get lost in your own thoughts!

What Color Blue Are You?

I Love Surveys!

I think the only thing that's not completely accurate is the whole thing about taking a leap of faith. I used to be good at it--not so much anymore...

You Are Indigo

Of all the shades of blue, you are the most funky, unique, and independent. Expressing yourself and taking a leap of faith has always been easy for you.

What Color Blue Are You?

If you give a baby a crib, he will go a mile

It is amazing how when the baby was in the bassinet, he pretty much stayed in one snug spot. Now that he's a few weeks older and testing out the crib in the "Yellow Room," he's all over the place!