I have a slight headache. We have to drive 8 hours today, maybe. Yesterday my daughter had the flu, my son already had it. I got the flu shot with just this situation in mind.
Happy holidays, I’m outta here, I hope.
So, are we going to keep this thread active until the millennium ends over a year from now? 
I get my cable hook up for my puter today. Wooohoooo Merry Christmas to Me. 
A true friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out…there are Angels among us
Hubby has the flu. The cats are being very sympathetic (doing the lap warming thing and all that) but the dog doesn’t understand why he doesn’t feel like playing.
My cable TV went out this morning. No one can tell me why. The bill is paid. They’ve tried to reauthorize the signal to the box, but that’s not working either. It sucks. They said they’d send someone out, but the first available appointment is next week Thursday. This pisses me off. I really like the holiday shows. And the Grinch is on again today. Oh yeah–my VCR is broken too. Oh well. We’ve got PBS. And that’s about it. Sigh.
My cable is back on. Yay!
Now I notice the thread should have read last mundane week of the year and maybe the millennium.For the nitpickers.
I survived the Christmas trip. It was actually very much like my made up story in Onion style, of the two sisters having a shared christmas. Pretty flat mood over there, we had more christmas spirit before we left home.
You folks call that mundane, this is mundane!
My husband should be a nurse in a hospital. I haven’t been sleeping the normal 10p-7am time period that I’m use to and last night I went to be at 2am and woke to the sounds of him moving our night stands and one large and ugly dresser across the room.(BTW, the dresser and nightstands are for sale really cheap.Excellent condition, just hopelessly dated.The night stand went out with George Hamiliton. ) Hubby then proceeds to measure one wall repeatedly. He makes no noise (which is short of amazing) but the noise of the metal measuring tape being zipped back in and then stretched back out is a little annoying. He is extremely enthusiastic about moving our computer stuff from Baby X’s room to our master closet ( which will become, and I use this term loosely, our home office.) and our master closet clothing will be put in the new wall closet that he is building. It was my idea, but I didn’t know he was not union and would want to start working at some ungodly hour like 8am.And he has the nerve to be unflailingly cheerful.
In other mundania, My cheapness has saved a cousin of mine about $160. Shirley, you say, tell us more. Sit back and I shall!
They have two boys under 2 years of age. The twin stroller his wife bought (Graco’s top of the line) when fully loaded with two kids, is a pain in the ass to turn. She tried another friends stroller out (loaded with toddlers) and wants that one. ( Note to parents needing to buy a stroller. Put a child or a heavy item in the carriage when test driving it in the store to see how it handles with weight.You will thank me later for this.)
The stroller is a Peg Perego. To you non parents out there, just saying words like,
Peg Perego is the equivalent of saying
" Ferarri" or “Beachfront property in Tahiti”.
The Peg Perego stroller is, brace yourselves,
$369.(the graco is $149.00) Can you say sticker shock? I have only heard excellent things about this product. But $369 is whole lotta dough. So I did an internet web search and found a company that sells the exact model for $199 ( plus shipping) for a brand new twins stroller. I was so excited that I called my cousin at 11p and emailed him the info. (They are going to return the Graco stroller to Babies R Us (they purchased it elsewhere, but BRU takes back anything for instore credit which with two kids, they will use anyways.)
Thank you for validating my life by reading this posting.
One holiday down, one to go. Not that I don’t like them, I do. I am just not spending them with the person I was supposed to. So now they are mostly days to countdown until I get to be with him again. Afloat in a sea of waiting, I berate myself for wishing my life away. I have a job interview next week. My daughter sent me Part I of her novel to read. Work is pretty slow now that the two catalogs are finished. There is a bright point…the sun is out today.
I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!
Hmm for me…
I’m waiting for my cd to come through the mail. I hope the check got to CDNOW ok. They said they’d email when they got the check. Why oh why do people have to clog the post office this time of year? :)</sarcasm>
I’m also excited about the first because even though I have no where to go, I bought fireworks to set off around midnight or so in celebration of new years. I find it funny that my city is allowing it just this once.
In other mundane news, I find the weather we are having here lovely but odd. 70 degree F temps in winter in northern california. Not the usual.It should be rainy and cold. I miss the rain dammit!
Finally saw Toy Story 2 yesterday, and it was priceless. The animation was amazingly well done: the Wayne Knight character looked like he had real skin! The references to Jurassic Park and Empire Strikes Back were too obvious to mention, but I also caught refs to Star Trek First Contact (the wall of Buzz Lightyears in suspended animation), Saving Private Ryan (the object of a rescue mission not wanting to leave) and Commando (jumping off a plane’s landing gear as it’s taking off–almost shot-for-shot!). Does anyone know who did the voice of Zarg? I didn’t see it in the credits.
Also, I saw the trailer for Fantasia 2000. I’m there. The Beethoven’s Fifth sequence looked so beautiful, I cried.
I got new boots! Finally! For months, I’ve been looking for thin-soled, laceup boots to replace the pair I had for eight years, that fell apart beyond repair. I found these in an Italian import boutique on Melrose, and they fit perfectly. They’re real leather, too, so they should last a looooong time.
Remember, I’m pulling for you; we’re all in this together.
—Red Green
I tried to return a broken Pokemon game, 3 months old, trying to use their after Christmas rush to slip through. No chance. They would take it without a receipt, but not without a box and booklet.
I went back to the Doctor yesterday to ask WHY DOES MY EAR HURT and MY VOICE IS STILL RASPY. I thought, I must have another ear infection. NOPE. Just fluid in my ear from the joys of pregnancy and it’s causing drainage. This annoys me, because when I had my ear infection, my ear didn’t hurt, but my throat was on fire from the drainage. ARGH.
However, I’ve been told I could do phone sex with the huskiness of my voice.
I’ve taught my son how to make rude noises down a tube of toilet paper.
And for the big thrill of my life this week, I bought a couple of boxes of Xmas themed diapers at Babies R Us for half price. (Normally 12.98, marked down to 6.98.) I called all my friends who have no life with this news and they were really excited too.
Excuse me while I dive head first out my second story window.
I have Friday off for the New Year holiday, so I’m thinking of dragging my husband into Salem to look at military surplus rain coats and then into Woodburn to look for Corelle dishes so I can fill out my set a little better (I hear there is a Corelle or Corning store at the new Woodburn outlet mall). Hopefully I can find some that match my pattern. I may have to take a saucer or something in so I can be sure I remember what my pattern is.
I made a web page of pictures of my pets, if anyone wants to see cute little animal pictures. However, half the animals featured are dead now (though alive when photographed). Country living is hard on pets, unfortunately, and it’s harder still when your farmer parents say, “Animals belong outside or in the barn, not in the house!” Though if you look at the pictures you’ll see a few pets managed to sneak in from time to time. And, of course, all the current pets are allowed in my house.
“I hope life isn’t a big joke, because I don’t get it,” Jack Handy
I bought a CD with a large bill. I didn’t want to be stuck with anything but $20’s on 1.1. Of course, I could have gone to a bank for change. This was more fun.
Last day of work. I have some work all day fri, typing up an interview.I’m almost finished listening to a tape, and it fills up a whole notepad.I don’t know how to type!Maybe my wife will help some.
The world better not come to an end tomorrow because today I went to the mall and bought a few sweaters for my ski trip.
“dur dur d’etre bebe - it’s so tough to be a baby!”
This ‘song’ is stuck in my head. It was recorded in 1993 by an eight-year old French kid named Jordy, on an album called Pochette Surprise. The Internet barely acknowledges its existence and I can’t find a recording anywhere. I’m not really sure why I want it in the first place – novelty I guess.
In other mundane happenings, my house needs to be cleaned for our New Years Eve party – hey, any Chicagoans want to stop by? There will be lots of alcohol and some single people.
My fiance (the key-stealer) is still at work, so I am lonely. And I think I might be getting sick.
“Je m’appele Jordy - I’m five unt I’m small!”
Sucks to your assmar.
Went to a rather posh pottery place to day with my mom and we painted pottery for two hours. Neither of us knew what in the hell we were doing, but it was nice. She paid for the entire experience and lunch after wards.
Hubby and a friend are presently trying to get our Chrysler up and running in the garage. Its been overheating (3x’s in the last 6 months) and our friend is a whiz at mechanical stuff, diagnosed the problem and they are nearly complete. Had we taken it to a dealership we would have had over $1000 repair. So far, it’s cost about $200.
I don’t have a costume for the “Come as your favorite decade in the last 100 years” NYE party. Originally we were going to go as survivors of the Titantic ( Tuxedo for him and an old ballgown for me with an innertube or life jacket with the words HMS Titanic on it. But it’s impossible to find pool stuff in the winter.) So we are opting for plan b, Yuppies from the 90’s. Lame, huh.
Just cleaned my kids’ room, in preparation for the arrival of two more kids. No, I’m not pregnant. My stepson and his older sister are coming over for the weekend. We’re taking them with us to a New Year’s Eve party at my uncle’s house, where they can see how a normal family functions. Anyway, my kids have too many toys. I have to get rid of some. I know of some places around here that I can donate these toys to, so that’s what I’ll do. But it’s hard. Every time I pick up a toy, I have a flashback, and I can see the joy in my daughter’s face while she played with it. But if I don’t get rid of some of this stuff, soon there won’t be room for the kids.