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And my mood has not improved.
It's been up and down, and I haven't been a depressed bitch for a solid week, but things are still bleak.
No idea how we're gonna get outta this money trap....
I had resigned myself to doing some kind of day care during the day, but then it occurred to me Summer will be here soon.
Not judging by the crappy cold weather, mind you, but by the calendar.
(We got 2 inches of snow on Saturday, and it's been below 40 for a week!)
I'd just get into the swing of working someplace, and SJ and JM would finish school.
THEN WHAT??
I'd never be able to afford even discounted care for all three of them (JA alone was gonna be tough), so I think I'm stuck with nights.
I figure I gotta work at least 20 hours a week to make it worthwhile, so if I want my weekends free, that's gotta be 4 hours a night.
When is that gonna happen?
JN is rarely home before 6:00, so I'm thinking 7:00 would be the earliest I could commit to being somewhere regularly.
That means I'm getting home from work around 11:30 (at the earliest), my normal bedtime.
Home from work at 11:30 means I won't be in bed until 12:30 or so, which means a not-so-nice Mommy for JA the next day.
Even if JN could promise to be home so I could get somewhere by 6:00, I'm not home until 10:30 (at the earliest)....forget any time spent together.
He's been keeping a similar schedule this past week since things at work got restructured, but that should be done now.
As much as last week sucked, it was only temporary....
We'd be doing it every day, every week.
*sigh*
My head hurts.
See why I haven't been here?
Nothing to do but bitch and whine.
JN's talking about joining a band again, which would be great.
He'd enjoy it, time spent apart would be minimal (a couple times a week), and the money would be the same (or better) as what I'd pull in twice as many hours.
We need some kind of solution soon.
And to cap it all off, my MIL is coming this week! Yay.
The original plan was for my MIL & FIL to be here Friday lunch through Sunday morning (they wanna see SJ's final choir concert Friday night).
A short, sweet visit -- very painless.
Well, now my FIL can't come, which means two new wrinkles that suck:
- My MIL doesn't drive herself, so we gotta take her to and from the train, of which the nearest station is 1&1/2 hours south of us. ONE WAY. I thought JN was gonna pick her up, but he now says he can't, so I'm stuck doing it on Wednesday. Which means I gotta make arrangements for SJ and JM to go home from school with someone else, I lose a whole day I thought I had to prepare for her visit, and it's gonna be near impossible to make dinner, do the boys' homework and get them to bed at a reasonable time after we get back. GREAT!
- Which brings me to the next point....she's decided to extend her visit. Why stay for just a weekend when you can stay for 5 days?!? She's now arriving Wednesday afternoon, and leaving Sunday afternoon. Despite the obvious "oh great, my MIL will be here even longer!" thing, I'm wondering what the heck we're gonna do all day Thursday and Friday while the boys are in school and JN is at work. I normally get things done around here and mess around a little on the computer -- THAT ain't gonna happen. I've gotta play hostess. I'm lost on this one. (And the ultimate capper....we were thinking we might be able to get out for a night while she's here and get raunchy [which we *badly* need to do], but I'll be getting my period the day she arrives. Life is just dumping on us and laughing at this point.)
So all in all, I'm really looking forward to this, can you tell??
Her visit is well-timed too, with no money to speak of....should be loads of fun.
I do apologize -- I said I'd be in better spirits when I came back, and here I am, shitting all over you again.
But I wanted to let you know I'm alive (mostly), and probably won't have time to be here over the next week....I'm spending these next two days gutting the house to the best of my ability.
At least the Cubs took 2 of 3 from the Brewers this weekend -- that was SWEET.
And Easter yesterday was nice....we had a great egg-hunt here and a nice day at my mom's.
But WOW, is the rest of this week gonna suck.
Spring Break is ending today, and reality is crashing back in with a vengeance (that 6:15 alarm tomorrow morning is gonna be PAINFUL).
I will really try to have something better to talk about next time....
I really will.
Dammit.
Both teams lost, knocking us outta both pools.
So, the money I was hoping would help us out is not there.
Sucks.
I'd almost rather have never been in the running for either pool, instead of winning/in it up until the very end.
Feels like my heart got ripped out.
This is why I don't gamble regularly, and would never be able to....
Too little chance for payoff, too great of a chance of crushing defeat.
Fuck!
Partly because of this (and partly because we're just plain screwed financially in general), I may have to find work.
HOW and WHEN this is gonna happen, I have no idea.
If I do something at night, I won't be able to make dinner, JN and I would *never* spend time together anymore, and I'd always be getting to bed late (making me a bear the next day for poor JA).
If I just did weekends, I wouldn't make enough money to help our situation much at all.
I can't do anything during the day since JA is still home, other than work at a day care (where all my money would go to pay for JA's care and he may hate it), or bring a kid into our home (which I've never heard good things about -- parents abuse the hours, you can never take days off, their kids come sick, etc.)....
Every option is either impossible or sucks.
I have no idea what I'm gonna do, but I gotta look around this week and see what I can find.
And even IF (big if) I find something, I don't know if I'd even make enough to get us above water every month.
I could kill myself and everything around here could suffer, and we'd STILL be short every month.
This should be interesting.
What bothers me the most about it is I feel like I'm screwing JA over.
SJ and JM had me at home and not working when they were in preschool.
Why should JA get the short end of the deal?
Just because he's the youngest?
And he's the one that seems to need me home the most, since he's a little behind the other kids with his fine motor skills, writing his name, etc.
Everything about this sucks....kept me up last night worrying about it, and I had one wacky dream about it too.
I hope something presents itself as a reasonable solution soon.
'Cause I just don't see one.
Today was supposed to be a good day -- we're on Spring Break, I was down a pound on the scale this morning, and today is Cubbies' Opening Day!
The day I've waiting months for!!
And I am excited to see them kick it all off in an hour and a half....
But this has got me down, big time.
I find myself wondering if I'll even be able to watch games this year if I'm working....
My days are gonna be way fuller and I'm gonna be way more tired.
Is that enough bitching, pissing and moaning for ya?
HOW do working moms do it and deal with the guilt?
I have no clue.
Sorry....I'll try to be more sunshiney next time.
GO CUBBIES!!!!
At the urging of my loyal readers (make that "reader" -- thanks Kathie!), I've returned from the depths of the winter blahs.
Yes, today is officially the first day of spring, which is completely meaningless up here.
"First day of spring," my ass.
March 21st here simply means we're seeing Warm Weather's tailights, way off in the distance, for the first time since November....which IS nice.
But it sucks knowing the rest of the world (i.e., back home in IL) is actually catching up to Warm Weather and preparing to climb into the back seat for the duration.
Yes, woe is me, blah, blah, de-fucking-blah.
I get it, I'll stop whining now.
I'm getting back onto the healthy horse yet again in a (vain?) attempt to lose 77 pounds by June 1st of next year.
Possible? Yes.
Plausible? Hmmm....
I'm working on that one.
But I've eaten well for exactly 1&1/2 days in a row, and exercised for exactly....well, today.
WHOOPIE!!
It's a start.
My NCAA bracket got busted good in the second round, losing 3 of my Elite Eight teams.
(Damn you, Texas, Louisville and Wisconsin!!)
I'll still have my ass firmly planted in front of the TV this weekend....
The NCAA tournament is probably the best event in all of sports, and yes, I'm counting the Super Bowl.
(And no, I'm not just saying that because my Bears got their asses kicked.)
It holds more excitement, more twists and turns, more drama than anything known to man.
I love every single second of it.
Filling out a bracket only adds to it all.
JN's bracket is still alive, so maybe we can win some bucks after all.
But in order for that to happen, North Carolina's gotta win it all.
Which means I gotta pull for North Carolina?
Not sure if I can pull the trigger on that one yet.
Maybe I can get away with yelling, "GO, MONEY!" at the TV.
Hmmm....might not be quite the same.
It's so ridiculous that I have ANOTHER cold....I'm not even sure I was totally over the last one.
But it started yesterday -- sinus headache, congestion, a slight cough.
JA started with it a couple days ago, so I guess I'm not surprised, really.
But MAN, has it gotten old already.
I knew when we had a mild December and January, the other shoe would drop, and drop HARD.
February was brutally cold, and now that's finally done, we're getting hammered with snow.
Over the weekend, we got somewhere around 10 inches of snow, which was WET and HEAVY AS HELL to shovel.
Now that we've just recovered from that, here comes another storm, starting tonight....
At this point, they're predicting 6-10 inches for our area, but that's not even the best part.
Along with that snow will be lots of freezing rain and sleet -- temps are supposed to hover around 32 all day, resulting in snow changing to sleet, changing back again, etc....ALL DAMN DAY.
And just for kicks, we'll be getting high winds too.
Yes, I know I'm bitching.
And yes, I know this is friggin God's country, and this shit happens in winter.
And yes, I also know we've had generally mild winters the last few years.
Blah blah blah.
IT STILL SUCKS!!
My only hope is for schools to be closed tomorrow so I don't have to go out in it.
BUT, I'm thinking that won't happen, with my luck.
I'm SO looking forward to being out in it AND having to shovel all the crap as well, I just can't even tell you.
As far as the Oscars went, I think it was good, in general.
I did okay on my pools -- missed a few, but got a couple upsets.
I called Alan Arkin upsetting Eddie Murphy....but did ANYONE see Melissa Etheridge upsetting all 3 "Dreamgirls" songs??
That was fucking AWESOME!
There were a couple things that pissed me off though (are you surprised?)...
- STOP cutting people's speeches off so fast!! This is their moment, the one they've been dreaming of their whole lives -- they deserve a good 2 minutes, if they want it, even if their award isn't one of the "big" ones. They'll give the Best Actor winner all day, but they'll cut off the Editing guy at 30 seconds....pathetic and shameful. Either make it a show to truly celebrate everyone, their accomplishments and their movies, or make it a fast-paced show more palatable to the viewing audience -- you can't have it both ways. In my opinion, if we've sat through everything, we'll sit for a few more minutes tacked onto the show for people's speeches....don't start playing the music until AT LEAST 1:30 into it, please.
- Why the big push for foreign films this year? Don't they already have awards for those? If the Oscar people are worried about the show going too long, don't spend 10 minutes honoring a guy who doesn't even speak English (watching Clint Eastwood translate for him was painful). I hate to sound small-minded (but I will anyway), but this is an American show and an American institution....give the foreigners a nod (with their own category, which is plenty), and move on.
- Why start it so late in the day? If you know it's gonna be long (which it ALWAYS is), start it earlier....I can't even imagine how the people in the Eastern time zone deal with it. Move it up an hour, and everyone will be happier -- the people on the West Coast will cope and adjust.
That's not too much to ask, is it?
Let's hope this storm isn't as bad as they're predicting....false warnings are good with me.
Cry wolf all you want, weather prognosticators!
Sorry I haven't posted in a while (Kathie, you're too sweet to notice!), but February has always been the toughest month of the year for me.
Sick of winter, holidays are over, spring's not even remotely in sight, football's over, REALLY sick of winter, tired of the school routine, fuckin' FRIED on the cold, waiting for baseball....
Did I mention I get tired of winter?
February was always rough in Illinois, but up here, it's damn brutal.
In Illinois, the thaw comes in late March....here, you're lucky if the snow is gone by late April. You can't even plant flowers until Memorial Day, if you want them to make it.
The first year we lived here, I was ready to jump out a window as months rolled by, with no warm-up.
Now, I accept it, but it's never easy.
At least in March, I get the NCAA basketball tournament....and Spring Training starts up.
March holds some hope.
February is just one long, gray stretch of cold-ass shit.
And this year, it's been the coldest February in years, which has quadrupled the misery.
At least we're supposed to be seasonal this week, so that should help.
(I'm sorry, but when "seasonal" for up here seems warm, that's just WRONG.)
Just so....very....blah.
We were at my inlaws' over the weekend, which was nice.
God bless my MIL, she actually kept a Xmas tree up and played Xmas music for opening presents!
I hope I'm half the Grandma/MIL she is when I get there.
My FIL didn't drive me *too* nuts this time either, which was a bonus.
They'll be coming our way right after Easter, to see one of SJ's choir concerts.
It looks to be a short stay (only 2 days), which should make life a lot easier on everyone....my FIL isn't exactly the easiest houseguest in the world.
While there over the weekend, JN and I got out to see "Breach" -- major thumbs-up, if that's your kind of movie.
And I do have the Oscars this weekend -- my one ridiculous obsession JN patiently tolerates.
I'll be stocking up on the crapola to eat for Sunday....needless to say, my diet's suffering these days, but not as badly as years past.
I guess that's something to hang my hat on.
I'll try to be in here more regularly, and I'll really try to put on a happy face.
How long until Cubs' opening day??
According to my countdown clock (yes, I made an online clock to watch), it's 1 month, 9 days and 47 minutes....
*sigh*
Anyone that knows me knows I am anti-winter and anti-cold weather in general.
When JN and I got married, I told him I'd move anywhere with him, as long as he was happy with work....anywhere, that is, except for north of Chicago.
I believe the direct quote I said to him was, "Don't even ask me to, because I won't go."
So where did we go?
Central Wisconsin.
Once again, I need to learn never to say never.
The wind chill here today is -5, and we've had a mild winter so far....it's been much worse.
But I get SO FRIGGIN COLD.
It's like I never really get warm until late April rolls around.
Dammit.
Still looking for a sitter for Sunday -- it's entirely possible we won't be able to find one, which will make this whole drama easier.
But I'm sure we'll end up going, so I'm just getting used to the idea.
Still haven't gotten over the sting of JN calling me a drag, but as time goes by, I'll forget about it....
As usual.
JN has a hell day at work today, so I'll go easy on him.
We've been wearing Bears stuff every day this week, which has been fun -- I Tivo'ed all the Bears media day stuff yesterday and watched it last night.
SWEEET!!
I'm getting so torqued up about Sunday already, spending it at his friend's house and missing half the game may not be the end of the world.
Hopefully.
At least we're ordering some good Chicago food -- Chicago dogs from Portillo's and a stuffed cheese pizza from Giordano's.
(Insert Homer Simpson drooling sound here....)
It's costing an arm and a leg, but it will taste wickedly awesome.
Have you got some good plans for this weekend?
GO BEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just lots and lots of crapola to deal with the last few days, and I haven't even been able to get on the computer for anything. I hate feeling like I'm trying to get caught up!
Some loose ends to tie up....
We finally got our money stuff figured out (again) -- hopefully for the last time. It is an incredible load off, and I'm SO relieved....let's hope we're not standing with our backs against the wall again in 6 months. We won't be able to pull back as much as I'd like -- we just found out JN's high school reunion is this August, JN's dad's retirement dinner is in May (along with a retirement GIFT, of course), and my sister is planning a family vacation at the cabin this July.
If we're still ahead of the game next year at this time, I'll be fairly amazed.
The Super Bowl Party Dilemma is solved (I think). For some reason, JN just agreed to stay home -- no idea why. I wanna take him at face value and believe that he either a) agrees with my assessment of things; or b) gave in because going to his coworker's wasn't that important to him after all. But I find myself wondering if a) he's doing this to "prove a point" that he *does* give in to me on things (a point which he'll whip out later when it's convenient for his argument); or b) he's gonna make me feel guilty on Sunday (and therefore, miserable for getting my way -- in essence, "punishing" me for "winning"). Because of this internal tug-of-war, I find myself wondering if a) I've really got him figured out, finally; or b) if I'm just being a suspicious, paranoid bitch for even thinking such things.
The jury is still out there.
JN is climbing back on the "getting healthy" wagon with me again, which should make things easier for me in general. Along with that, he went out and bought a digital scale, which put me at 6 pounds less than the other one did! YES!!!
Whether it's accurate or not, I don't give a shit....I'm good with thinking I'm 6 pounds less than I thought I was.
We may be having another furniture conflict soon....and this one is of my own doing. (WHA??) In the past, we've kicked around the idea of getting a futon/sleeper sofa in the computer room and getting rid of the bed in here now (no one ever comes to stay with us anymore, and it takes up the whole room). Since we've got a little extra money right now, I started the process of looking/thinking about doing it, and got JN all fired up about it. The futons we've found are gonna range around $250-$300, and that's for a nice, new one. The problem is, they don't look that durable to me....if we're gonna spend the money, I want something the boys can jump on every day for years and it's still be able to be slept on. So I'm thinking the way to go now is to get a nice, used sleeper sofa -- in the midst of the Couch Crisis, I found one for about $250 that looked really nice and would probably hold up better over time. JN, of course, is completely opposed and wants a new futon.
Where will this one go? No clue.
Enough rambling....my Bears are in the frigging Super Bowl on Sunday!!
I'm jacked up already -- it's gonna be a long week.
Last night was fun with the girls, but not wild and crazy fun -- everyone seemed kinda blah.
But we saw "Dreamgirls," which was good, but LONG -- mind you, it was only a 2-hour movie, but it sure felt longer.
Afterwards we went to Applebees for some food and drink, which was nice.
I overdid it at the movie with just a small popcorn (HOLY popcorn, Batman!), so I was good at Applebees -- a grilled chicken sandwich off their light menu, with pineapple slices on the side and a great big margarita. YESSS!!
All in all, not exciting, but a nice way to spend the night.
I hit the big 3-7 today (officially at 2:33 pm), and I seriously, no bullshit whatsoever, feel exactly the same as I did when I turned 27.
How fucked up is that?
I keep getting older, but I feel the same....I hope my mind catches up to my body at some point.
I mean it's good to feel young and all, but that won't be a good thing once I need to be sent to the nursing home and I'm still telling everyone I can take care of myself.
I'm SO looking forward to a weekend of nothing -- I'll be catching up on sleep and eating too much crap.
It all starts today, as JN and the boys (they have a half day) are taking me to Red Lobster for lunch, and I'm already contemplating just HOW MUCH Chinese I'm gonna order tonight.
On a weird side not, I had an allergic reaction to something I ate last night.
Before I went to bed, I noticed I was really itchy and discovered red bumps on my arms, belly and back.
I figured the worst of it was over, so I went to bed.
I woke up around 4 this morning with a feeling like someone was squeezing my chest -- I couldn't take a deep breath at all.
I got up right away and took some Benadryl, which didn't kick in for almost half an hour.
I just laid there, trying not to get too freaked out and get back to sleep.
Needless to say, I'm really dragging today, and if it weren't for the boys' half day today, I'd be getting me a nap....oh well.
I can't figure out what it was -- the only thing that makes sense is the portabella mushrooms that were on the sandwich, but even that's weird, since I've had those a hundred times before.
I sure hope it wasn't....I do love me some mushrooms.
Well, here's hoping the next 37 years kick some tall ass! Hitting the Powerball this weekend would be a nice start....
GO BEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm going out for Girls' Night Out tonight, and I can't wait!
It feels good, going out like a normal person (you know, "sans" husband and children).
A group of us get together once a month or so, usually on a Thursday night, and we have a great time.
No, there won't be any clubbing....I've already explained I'm not NEARLY hip enough for that.
But we usually do dinner, and sometimes add on a movie or coffee afterwards if we REALLY wanna avoid going home.
Tonight, we're seeing "Dreamgirls" -- NOT my choice, but what the hell. It's a night out, and I have a free pass.
Then we'll have dinner/drinks after. I'm psyched!
Plus, it's really the only thing I'm doing for my birthday (which looms tomorrow), so I'm gonna milk that and hopefully get them to buy me some stuff.
*hehehehehe*
Tomorrow is The Big Day, and I'm looking forward to the weekend....we actually have NOTHING going on.
**SWEEEET!!**
The boys have a half-day of school, so we'll be probably go somewhere cheap for lunch....then it's an obscenely huge pile of Chinese food for dinner, a piece of birthday cake (if I can choke it down at that point), and hopefully capped off by getting laid.
I hope JN's "up" for that....I need my birthday piece of azz.
See, I TOLD you I'd have nothing but nice things to say today!
I guess things are kinda back to normal at this point -- we're getting back into the school routine -- but we've still got enough "extra" going on to screw things up. We hosted JN's staff party at our house Sat. night, and while everything leading up to it was HELL, the party was good. I know if I stayed on top of stuff better all the time, it wouldn't be as much of a last-minute nightmare for these things, but hey, I'm doing better than I was. Bite me. We've also got his company party this Thursday, and then we head outta town to see my dad this weekend. No rest for the wicked....things should calm down after that.
The couch saga has reached its conclusion, but not after a couple strange turns. The day after INSISTING we get a new couch NOW (and convincing me to do it despite my explanations of how SCREWED we are money-wise), JN suddenly decided we shouldn't get one. I'm literally walking out the door to go check out a couple, and he says forget it -- no explanation, just forget it. I pressed him as to why the sudden 180, and he just kept saying, "We can't afford it." (Very true, but keep in mind I said that same thing multiple times leading up to that, which he'd previously disagreed with/ignored.) No reason was ever given for the abrupt change in attitude -- he was even looking at me like *I* was crazy for repeatedly questioning why not. If I know anything about the man I've been with for almost 15 years now, it's that he doesn't change his mind like that about anything once it's made up -- unless either he had an outta-the-blue schizophrenic episode, or something happened that he didn't wanna tell me about (plus he seemed pissy at me too). WHATEVER -- if he's gonna play those games, there ain't nothing I can do about it but deal. So then I go out looking for couches anyway, and find a couple good ones at resale shops, and convince him to just go look at them....he goes, finds one he likes, and we buy the damn thing. So the good news is we have a new couch we both like a lot, we got the nasty broken one outta the basement (moved our old one down there for the boys), and spent only $250 total....the bad news is we can't get each other presents for birthdays or anniversaries this year, and I have the feeeling he's hiding something from me that pissed him off. As usual, it's gotta be good and bad for us -- can't be just good.
The scale stayed the same this morning as last week, which I guess is fine -- I was BAD the last couple days with all that party crap in the house. But still -- shit. Gotta do well this week, so I can maintain through the upcoming festivities.
Happy Monday! Yeah right.
Today was the boys' first day back at school, and WOW did that 6:30 alarm go off early! Yeah, I know, working people don't get any breaks, they have to wake up every day forever at the same time, working people rule and I drool -- I GET IT. Doesn't mean this morning was any easier....though I must admit I am *sorta* looking forward to getting back into a routine. (Just sorta.)
In the midst of our serious money issues, JN decided we need a new couch, and NOW. He claims our couch is the cause of his back problems, and he's not completely wrong there -- our couch is crap, and I know we need a new one at some point. But he also claims our bed is the cause of his back issues, and we sure can't afford to get both. As it is, he went out a couple days ago and bought a new phone system we couldn't afford -- but I told him if he took that back, and we made this couch each other's birthday presents AND anniversary presents, we'd make it happen. (We did win $325 in G's football pool, so that's why he says we "have the money" -- he doesn't get how badly we need that money for other crap.) What bothers me most about this whole thing is that we could get a whole houseful of new furniture, and he'd still have back problems....he's carrying around too much weight, and he isn't doing anything about it. He's been given lists of back exercises he can do NOW, even with the extra weight, and he hasn't even tried them. He won't exercise at all, and forget eating right....no matter what I keep in the house, he goes overboard elsewhere. It's hard for me to say anything -- until a couple months ago, I was the Queen of Going Overboard. And part of his issues are my fault, there's no doubt. I just wish he would make an effort, since his health problems are costing us so much money-wise (with his doctor appts. and his 4 daily meds) and making him so miserable. A little diet and exercise, and he wouldn't be needing new furniture!! Okay, enough ranting about JN -- just irks me to no end.
Anyway, I'm feeling good -- got on the scale today and was the same weight as 2 weeks ago, before I drove off Sane Road and headed straight for Crazy Ditch, balls out. ("I can have a little extra, it's the holidays!" -- GOOD GOD.) Just gotta get back on track, which I was able to do yesterday (and hopefully today). Holy shit, one of my New Year's goals (I REFUSE to call them the "R" word) has actually held up for a day! The other one about controlling our money is going down the crapper fast, but hey -- 50% ain't bad, right?
Well, 2007 has gotten off to the same kinda whimper that 2006 ended with....too much to get done around the house, WAY screwed money-wise, dreading going back-to-school (which should probably mean back-to-work for me as well). Does anyone else feel the same kinda letdown as I do after the new year? It probably stems back to placing way too much importance on "a new beginning" and "starting over." It's just another day -- the only difference is I'm gonna be writing the wrong month and year on my checks for a while.
I don't make "resolutions," per se, but I am recommitting myself this year to getting healthier (yes, the same thing I talk about every new year, but I've gotten a good start to it this year with SparkPeople....I'm down 15 pounds in the last 2 months, and 25 down from my heaviest, so I'm optimistic -- only 85 more pounds to go!). (YIKES.) My other goal this year is to get our money in better shape -- no, we won't get outta debt, and no, we're never gonna have a lot (if anything) in savings. But I just wanna get to the point where I don't go into every paycheck in a panic about how we're gonna pay for shit. Doing that for the last 15 years or so has gotten really old.
Some random thoughts:
What's the attraction to pro wrestling? Speaking as someone who CAN appreciate "Cops" and Jerry Springer, I still just don't get it.
Why are the Bears finishing the season so badly? I knew the offense was gonna be up and down -- that's to be expected with Rex trying to get it all figured out. But WHERE has the defense gone?? They started the year as the best ever, and now they can't stop the damn Lions or Buccaneers? COME ON. They're just pissing me off....they're looking like they'll be one-and-done in the playoffs, which is pathetic.
Am I the only female that likes sports? I know I'm not, but the way people talk and the way they market sports, it sure seems like it.
On a related note, am I not supposed to like sex as much JN, and if I do, does that mean there's something wrong with me? I think I like it more than he does, and again, the way people talk, I feel like a freak.
I swear I had more interesting things to say when I was thinking about this last night, but now they escape me....this probably won't be the last time! If I could get my brain screwed on straight, how much easier my life would be....
Happy New Tuesday!
