Fade in: Talking to a co-worker about non-work stuff when I hear my cell phone ring. Ooh it's 6:45 a.m. that can only be something to do with T.D. I must get that. I look at the screen as it blinks my husband's cell phone number. I answer and he says- I just did a bad thing. I immediately think again it's something with T.D. He lost control and smacked her (she was up at 3:30 and we're both on 4 or less hours of sleep) which is so bad but it was what popped into my head. He didn't sound like it was an accident so I figured he lost his cool or something and had a freak out Daddy Dearest moment. No. Instead this is what I hear.Husband: (who should be called for the sake of this story my second child) I just did a bad thing.Me: What?Husband: I was putting stuff in my car and you know how our … [Read more...]

That picture pretty much sizes it up. I should have known! I learned a lesson this weekend. Not giving up your precious time. Don't go back on what is important to you. I have just been told that all the work I did was for naught. They are changing things again. What a waste of time, and well not money. My money yes, because I lost the chance to go to the Nationals game. I can't even feel anger. I just feel done in. Sad and a bit frustrated. It's almost like a little voice (the voice of reason perhaps?) is saying in my head- I told you so. … [Read more...]

Oof, I am tired today. It was a long weekend in the sense that it exhausted me. Sitting here at my desk I feel as if I never left. Work has slowed to a trickle- for now. T.D. left us this weekend to go to her Nana's house. She left on Thursday morning and didn't return until Sunday afternoon. It was so strange. I kept feeling like I was forgetting something all weekend. At one point we went for ice cream and I turned to my Husband (who does NOT want to be known as Chocolate Puke Stain, C.P.S. or Hoss) and said- Oh No we left the baby at home! I felt weird driving by the daycare and not picking her up. Walking into her room and the crib being empty and the room being extraordinarily neat. The swing sat unused. By Sunday morning I was relishing laying in bed and reading the … [Read more...]

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Good Morning! It's time to view the latest from Ms. Paris Hilton! Watch as she attempts to dance and lip synch her way through her newest venture-singing Reggae. Aside from the fact that the video is an obvious rip-off of Chris Issak's 1991 'Wicked Game' video, it's yet another train wreck from the heiress and you get to see her underwear. I must admit that the one thing I do love about her (and it's the only thing) is girlfriend does not care that she has small boobs and she's willing to put them out there. She almost pops out of her suit half a dozen times as she vamps on the beach. The dancing is awful as is the song. I find it incredibly hard to believe that's her voice. It sounds like someone else I just can't place. I feel so bad for the crew. I know after viewing this in it's … [Read more...]

Feel privledged Ms. Lancaster! People are reading your book just because of little ol' me and my plug! People do what I say, they love me! I am a Golden God!I'm so kidding! I've just had way too much caffiene this morning. Husband (still need to find a clever nickname for him before I turn into Carol Brady) made the coffee wicked strong today. Damn! I'm wired like our crazy Boston. I feel like I could run all morning. I need to get more of that stuff.Can anyone out there think of a good name for the Husband? If not, the poor man is going to be called C.P.S. or something. Code for chocolate puke stain. I'm sure he'll love that. … [Read more...]

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Work blows right now. I asked someone if I could punch them in the face today. After that someone actually said I was sweet and quiet. WHAT? They were dead serious. Seriously. WHAT?! The guy said- are you kidding? She just asked me if she could punch me in the face! When was she ever sweet and quiet?! Love it. … [Read more...]

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Did anyone catch the Tom Cruise Cootie article on MSN's Slate today? If not, it's a must read.Check it out at: http://www.slate.com/id/2143174/?GT1=8295I laughed myself silly on some of it. Other parts are completely serious. Most of you know how much I despise this toothy, plastic box of rocks. It's beyond his Brooke Shields advice moment. I've always loathed him. Risky Business? Ick, I did not want to see his underpants. He's the same guy in every film. I'm not even going to get into it except the dude can run fast for a short guy. … [Read more...]

This is quite possibly the scariest thing I've ever seen. Also, a good depiction of how I was feeling during the worst of the PPD doldrums. Not good is it? … [Read more...]

Yesterday I worked later than usual so by the time I got home and finished dinner I was like a zombie. My husband (I really need to think of a good nickname for him because this "my husband" thing is starting to make me feel like some 50's house Frau who quotes everything the Mister of the Manor says) kept telling me to workout. Go to the gym, I'll watch T.D. Or take a walk with or without the dog. Whatever. You'll feel better. I pried my squishy post-baby bottom off the chair and decided he was probably right. I hate when that happens!I take my trusty Ipod and the dog and we are off. I start with a nice brisk walking pace and it's beautiful outside. It's not too hot or too bright. I meander the streets past my townhouse neighborhood and on into the single family homes in the hilly area. … [Read more...]

I feel so boring these past few days that I actually had a dream last night about picking up laundry off the floor. Yup. You just read that right. I mean come on! Who dreams that kind of stuff?! The worst of it is that it was stressful. I was stressing out in my dream. I would pick up one baby washcloth off the floor only to find a sweatsock and then another washcloth and then a towel. It never ended! I would go from room to room and the damn laundry was mulitplying like Easter rabbit babies! I finally threw up my hands and decided to move on to another task. That would be cleaning bottles. I know you are on the edge of your seat. I can barely contain myself as I type this. The excitement is just too much. I am riveting right? In my dream I found a whole cache of old nasty bottles … [Read more...]