Friday, January 27, 2012
See that?
Today I had to move the "big puffy stained milk crusted wow we really were in our twenties" chairs away from the book shelves because my little spider monkey had started using them as a starting point for her journey to the top. Moved the rug, moved her toys, moved her bean bag chairs, turned on gabba, covered her up, gave her some bobpcoorn ( popcorn), she was happy. Five minutes later she was standing on the popcorn container screaming "Ta da!! Dank you, dank you!!".
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Man I love starbucks
And I know I'm not supposed to.
They're not local
Their coffee is too strong
It costs too much
You can't recycle the cups
And I just don't care!!!
I drive a prius and use cloth diapers, something's not right here. It's so bad that I managed to get my grubby hands on an out of region trenta cup and begged my sweet baristas to refill it. Thirty one ounces, that's bigger that your bladder. Mmmmmmmm...need more...
They're not local
Their coffee is too strong
It costs too much
You can't recycle the cups
And I just don't care!!!
I drive a prius and use cloth diapers, something's not right here. It's so bad that I managed to get my grubby hands on an out of region trenta cup and begged my sweet baristas to refill it. Thirty one ounces, that's bigger that your bladder. Mmmmmmmm...need more...
Downton Abbey
Have you watched this show??? If not you should, now,
http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/masterpiece/downtonabbey/
You have time to catch up!!!
http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/masterpiece/downtonabbey/
You have time to catch up!!!
The bar........... Over it
. Gone for four years, only to be....... Gone again for the bar???? What are you going to do today? Study. And tonight? Study. What will you dream about? Studying. What will you wake up to? Studying. I could do this all day, and he does this all day. But it leaves plenty of time for other more fun things than watching your husband study............
Soooooo..........
Law schools done!!! Yeh I know, great job sticking to the blog, real good job. So it's seventeen months later, the drive is over, and yes that picture is how many miles my boy put on the road to be a jd. Crazy. Every. Day. I would never suggest anyone attempting it. Childbirth? Easy. Heart disease? Easy. Small stroke? Easy. Bakery ownership? Easy. Worrying for four years straight that your husband may die on the highway and your life will cease to exist as you know it? Hardest thing I've ever done. I am so grateful that it is over, and along the same line of thinking, very grateful and sympathetic to anyone who faces this a day to day reality. Thank you firemen. Thank you police officers. Thank you servicemen. Thank you truck drivers, window washers and anyone else who risks their lives to make ours better. Thank you to their spouses for helping them to be brave.
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