a year of status updates

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First off, I’d like to thank Husband who wrote me a little program that listed all my FB status updates so as to save me from Cut and Paste Hell.

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Second, I’d like to point out Husband’s annoying habit of following up every nice thing he does for me with, “You owe me.”

Dear Husband:

I gave birth to your son.  WITHOUT DRUGS.

I don’t owe you shit.

~A

PS.  That doesn’t mean I’m not greatful.  Or that you won’t be getting a blow job tonight.

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Third:  The Status of 2009

January
-is all, “Merry New Year!”
-is enjoying a quiet Saturday with her boys
-forgot her purse
-is enjoying a glass of red wine
-is enjoying the silence
-wonders where all the drool comes from
-needs to get out more
-is going to miss all the stitching and bitching
-is getting things done while she can
-is happy Husband is home early
-put a bit too much onion in the casserole. Wheew.
-is all toasty
-is feelin’ it
-and Gabe are rockin’ round the clock
-is dreaming of soup. Specifically, pumkin coconut curry soup
-needs to learn how to spell ‘pumpkin’
-is back from Gabe’s first dr’s appt. 80th percentile. Whatever that means.
-longs for a hot bath and a glass (read: bottle) of red wine
-is knitting at The Shop
-is stuck at home with no car seat
-thinks the new car is adorable
-will soon be invaded
-is sad to be driving her mom to the bus depot. Bye Gramma!
-has an empty house
-is off for the evening. Whatever shall she do with her free time?
-is so tired she could puke
-thanks the Lord for a husband that lets her bolt
-‘s husband gave her the day off.

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February
-thinks boys are silly
-roots for the underdog
-now translates “being shit on” literally.
-has Behbeh at work with her all day.
-‘s store is out of TP
-is happy to have met Payton
-is at home with Behbeh. Shocker
-‘s house is so quiet
-is celebrating Valentine’s Day tonight.
-is taking Gabe shopping
-is babysitting.
-thinks The Godfather totally qualifies as a Valentine’s Day movie
-wonders if Gabe is ready for solids
-has forfeited the Mother-of-the-Year-Award
-is in Sudbury
-is not sick. **sniff**
-wonders why a brass band is parked in her skull
-feels human again
-‘s pump broke
-is trying to rid the world of crap yarn
-is amused by aerosol bathroom spray. Who do they think they’re kidding?
-actually got some sleep last night.

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March
-is up late tonight.
-loves her some quinoa
-had a great day
-is up late again. Stupid. Stupid.
-is not looking forward to tomorrow morning. EARLY.
-is a single parent this week
-is glad Guy is back today
-is terrified: Her son is mobile.
-is cleaning her pigsty…uh…house.
-doesn’t much care what Facebook looks like
-loves her some sunshine.
-is 31. Holy crap.
-had a very nice birthday. Thanks for asking.
-cooked up a storm today with Paula and three kids under 2. Go us!
-is all about the sunshine. Too bad it’s FREEZING.
-went for a walk anyhow.
-is putting Behbeh to bed.
-is undecided.
-just got back from a lovely (if windy) walk.
-doesn’t get Twitter.
-is happy to be seeing Tiff and Kayla.
-realized too late how muddy it was outside. Squish.
-‘s mouth is on fire.
-has blisters. Ouch.
-bought a chandelier.
-‘s new hair cut is so not forgiving in the morning.
-loves her Aunt Pam.
-is going outside. B-E-A-Utiful.

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April
-is all by her lonesome.
-has Gabe at the store all day. This should be interesting.
-would rather not work tomorrow.
-wonders what the heck is up with all this SNOW?!
-thought Twilight was just ‘meh’.
-is already in her PJ’s.
-is eating the breakfast Husband prepared.
-had a near-perfect day.
-is thoroughly disgusted.
-is letting Gabe feed himself. Bad idea.
-wants Behbeh to sleep already.
-‘s poor, poor husband has a Man Cold.
-is wearing flip flops. Take THAT snow!
-is making her sick husband a cold-buster hot drink. Now she just has to get him to drink it…
-is SO freaking happy for them!
-is enjoying the visit with her mom.
-is sad her mom is going home tomorrow.
-Is it wrong to mock your own child?
-‘s son loves tofu. Take that Daddy.
-is going to see Ann and Eamon tomorrow.
-is going to see Ann and Eamon today.
-is in Sudbury for a wedding.
-on the road again.
-is home.
-‘s broccoli wasn’t such a big hit.
-wants the sun back.
-is finshing off the dark chocolate Tiffani left.
-is going through photos.
-‘s husband is late. Again.

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May
-threw her back out. Ow.
-is finally up and around and leaving for Sudbury.
-made perogies today. Thanks Aunt Pam!
-is feeding Gabe melon for lunch. Hopefully it’ll go over better than the broccoli.
-is dead tired.
-is home again, home again. Jiggidy jig.
-made it home in 4 hours. Whoops.
-is amusing herself with her first iPod. She’s a bit behind The Times.
-says, “Happy Mother’s Day to all my fellow Breeders.”
-is mildly embarrassed to admit loving Dancing with the Stars.
-thinks Pumpkin Coconut Curry soup is just about the yummiest thing in existence.
-just got back from a very nice (very windy) walk.
-is having some ‘under no obligation’ pictures taken of Gabe today.
-‘s son is not afraid of the vacuum – odd considering the frequency at which I clean.
-picked up a cool, vintage movie poster for her brother for Christmas. Thank goodness for yard sales!
-is thinking, “Mmm. Homemade korma.”
-cannot convince her son that 20 minutes is NOT A NAP.
-thinks fresh herbs make all the difference.
-finds herself – quite suddenly – at work this evening.
-is happy to be in for the evening.
-is singing the opening song to ‘Oklahoma’.
-probably shouldn’t have left the sliding door open. Hello houseflies!
-is teaching a class tonight.
-is talking to herself, apparently.
-thinks Gabe is teething.
-screwed up Gabe’s nap time. Crap.
-loves her some hummus.
-is going to Ottawa next week.
-will give you one chance to guess what makes spectacular finger paint. Fabulous.
-bought herself a cute little swimsuit for her Ottawa trip.
-loves the wind.
-had a nice – albeit chilly – time at the picnic.

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June
-just set up her first baby gate. Sigh.
-loves her Taw.
-Three teeth in five days. Poor muffin.
-is in her Ottawa hotel room. Swim time soon!
-had a great day with Angie, Simon and Olivia. Gabe loved his first swim in a pool.
-‘s Muffin did NOT have a good night. Yawn.
-is home.
-‘s kid just stood for the first time. Holy crap.
-‘s kid slept until 7 this morning. Halle-frickin-lujah.
-thinks all plans (including play dates, doctor appts and meal times) should be tentative. As in 1pm~ish.
-just made her husband the ugliest birthday cake imaginable. Stupid bundt pan.
-wonders what part of, “I’m REALLY not interested” they don’t understand.
-leaves tomorrow for Pittsburgh.
-is running around like a mad woman.
-is staying in a rather sketchy motel. Ick.
-‘s baby is crawling. Sniff.
-was stuck in her hotel room all day. Stupid rain. Thank goodness for the pool.
-wonders what there is to do in Erie.
-might be home early. It’s pouring in Erie. Boo.
-is home.
-is at work. Come visit!
-wishes Husband a Happy 1st Father’s Day!
-hasn’t decided if she’s going up for The Reunion yet.
-had a great time at the splash pad. Gabe…not so much.
-thinks it’s strange how 24* in the winter is so nice and toasty, but in the summer is SO HOT.
-thinks it’s sad that a one-year relationship is considered “long-term”.
-‘s son had some Supremely Spicy Hummus today…and liked it.
-just heard the King of Pop (and other things best not remembered at this time) is dead. Wow.
-and Gabe are going to see Auntie Tiff, Nathan and Kenzie today.
-had a great time with Tiff, Nathan and Kenzie but did NOT enjoy the 2 hour drive home. Yelch.
-Goonies never say ‘die’.
-very much enjoyed the Aboriginal Celebration.
-learned the hard way that jalapenos and habaneros are not interchangeable.
-actually enjoyed the 5 hour power outage.
-is going up to Sudbury early.
-GO TO SLEEP ALREADY
-gave in and borrowed Twilight (the book) from a friend.

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July
-‘s heart aches. She loves and misses her Taw.
-is weary.
-Thanks everyone for their words of support. Her grandfather was the kindest and best of men.
-It’s harder to be sad with the sun shining so bright.
-is sad to see her mom go.
-likes everything to be in It’s Place, she just doesn’t like to be the one to put it there.
-plans to live forever. So far so good.
-is swimming with Amy and Asia this afternoon.
-raincheque on the swimming. Bummer.
-is halfway through Book IV.
-read somewhere that babies need sleep.
-lost everything she wrote in university. SO. UPSET.
-went to town, riding on a pony.
-is making Ginger Potato Cauliflower Toss. Mmm coconut milk.
-is a single parent again this week.
-should have known that “just add water” does not a tasty meal make.
-is holding her breath. Please go back to sleep. Please go back to sleep.
-regrets having shown Gabe how to ‘play’ the heat register.
-‘s Husband is coming home today. Well, technically TOMORROW, but no more sleeps!
-very much enjoyed her ‘day off’.
-‘s son seems to think she’s trying to feed him poison.
-is not using her powers for good, she’s using them for AWESOME.
-is looking to hire someone to put in an interlocking patio. Recommendations anyone?
-now knows that passport photos and babies don’t mix.
-is shocked that it’s raining again. Okay, not really.
-‘s husband says he would choose her carrot cake over sex any day. Should she be insulted?
-(et al) is going to the petting zoo.
-(et al) had fun at the petting zoo.
-is heading Up North today.

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August
-is having a great long weekend Up North.
-is taking the baby blueberry picking. Hopefullly the bears have something better to do this morning.
-is feeling both bitter and sweet.
-has to get Gabe’s passport photo retaken. Grr.
-is planning a John Hughes marathon.
-had a very nice – if a little nippley – walk this morning.
-is introducing her son to the joys of watermelon.
-+ korma + madar paneer = Oh. My. Yum.
-hates that her migraine got in the way of Guy’s last Summer Holiday Weekend. What a waste.
-loves her new barrister’s bookcase, but wishes it fit where she’d planned.
-quiche sera sera.
-I don’t suppose there’s any stopping him now. *sigh*
-barely survived.
-Welcome, Tooth # 7.
-just swam home from the market. Yelch.
-refuses to think about why there are whole kidney beans in her washing machine.
-loves when people comment anonymously. LOVES. IT.
-is cookin’ in her skivvies. Not just barefooted, my friends.
-Eleven months. Holy crap.
-is going to the beach!
-is going to the beach…right after Gabe’s nap.
-got stood up. Anyone interested in beaching it this afternoon, we’ll be at Alcona Beach in Innisfil.
-got screwed. And not in the good way.
-‘s Husband is out late tonight. Naturally, this means a scary movie or two.
-wishes Gabe would go to sleep already. She has places to be!
-had a great walk with Paula, Abby and Payton. Thanks chickies!
-is not pregnant. Halle-frickin-lujah.
-is about to head Up North for the Antique Sale (1309 Cote Blvd, Hanmer, ON…just in case you were wondering).
-is baking cookies.
-thinks, “If it weren’t for visitors, the house would never be tidy.”
-crappity crappity crap.
-Squee!
-has the Kookaburra Song stuck in her head. Make. It. Stop.
-can’t believe her cat’s food costs $88/bag. Hmm. Maybe it’ll make him crap gold nuggets.
-‘s husband just SAW A TORNADO. Holy crap. Get home safe.
-wonders – If a green sky means tornado weather, what does a pink sky mean? So creepy.
-is off to The Store for a short visit with Aunty Lisa.
-gets annoyed with people who use the “God told me to do it” excuse, just so they don’t have to explain themselves.
-finds a screaming baby comes in very handy when door-to-door salesmen come to call. “This is really not a good time.”
-is going to the Carrot Festival. Maybe, if she’s EXTREMELY lucky, she’ll get to meet Gwilly.
-just found out what ‘Gwilly’ means nowadays.
-just got back from Carrotfest. We had a gwilly good time. Okay, groan.
-very much likes her haircut. Thanks Ashley!
-welcomes tooth #8.
-That’s right; it starts with an earthquake, birds, snakes, an aeroplane –
-turns out you CAN buy my love. http://tinyurl.com/krkfgh
-just vacuumed the playroom. Apparently, she needs to do this more often.
-‘s son is sobbing in his sleep. Poor muffin!
-moussaka moussaka moussaka!
-moussaka, moussaka, moussaka!
-is embarrassed to admit she’s actually liking the Mitford series.
-is playing “Mommy builds a tower so Behbeh can knock it over again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again…”
-doesn’t understand the phrase, “no fault” when it was CLEARLY the other woman’s mistake.
-denies all responsibility.
-is in the secret; in the quiet place.
-Doesn’t have internet at work today. Pfft.
-is achy. Time for a long, hot soak.
-makes a mean fauxbotie.
-‘s kid love to play with his hair. Particularly if his hands have something goopy on them.
-Oh my goodness, go to sleep already.
-feels relieved and oh, so righteous.

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September
-and on the 7th day, the Lord chillaxed.
-thinks he must *know* we have to be somewhere at 5pm.
-has signed up for yet another social networking site she doesn’t understand. Brizzly. Someone explain.
-Holy fruit flies, Batman!
-sees korma and paneer in her immediate future.
-is going to look at interlocking stone today.
-should have been in bed hours ago. Damn you, Four Weddings and a Funeral. You know I am powerless to resist you.
-knows the true meaning of Labour Day. Work.
-is sneezing. A lot. Apprently, she needs to clean her basement more than…never.
-is sneezing. Constantly. Apparently, she needs to clean her basement more often than…never.
-‘s computer will no longer upload pictures from her camera. Pfft.
-is listening to Canadian geese fly south. Traitors.
-is going to the chiropractor. So stiff.
-would ‘sleep when the baby sleeeps’ if a) The Baby ever slept and b) people would stop calling her.
-had a great time over at Shannon’s.
-sthufferin’ sthuccotash.
-needs to get the shawl done today. Knit. Knit. Knit.
-has finished the knitting. Now to block.
-has one sad, sad boy on her hands.
-“Ditto.”
-says, “Happy birthday, Behbeh.”
-is disappointed that all three birthday presents she bought for Gabe were crap.
-is working tonight. Feel free to come and stitch and/or bitch.
-knows it’s time to shave when her son licks her leg just to feel the texture on his tongue.
-doesn’t understand how a baby can need two 3-hour naps one day and NO NAPS the next.
-‘s mom is arriving in 1 hour. Yay!
-made a few too many adzuki beans.
-is goin’ to the zoo, zoo, zoo.
-‘s kid just likes to hear himself whinge.
-welcomes back The Morning Nap. Hallelujah.
-misses her mommy.
-is on her way to Quebec. Too bad her parlez-ing is so utterly wretched.
-‘s son thinks sticking his fingers down his throat until he vomits is hysterical. Mommy not so much.
-thanks Husband for the breakfast but…chocolate banana french toast? Hrm.
-wishes the rain would go away so she could leave her hotel room.
-‘s son is a biter (as well as a vomitter).
-went for a (very short) walk. Montreal est tres froid!

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October
-just experienced her son’s first thow-himself-on-the-ground tantrum. Aren’t we a year early?
-is going to the hotel spa for an hour massage. Envy her.
-Mmm. Vietnamese food.
-is amused that this hotel charges the same amount for “The Ugly Truth” as “Throbbing Threesomes 2009”.
-‘s son laughs hysterically whenever she tries to speak french.
-is happily installed in Quebec City.
-is exhausted after tramping through Qubec City with a fiesty one-year old.
-Now knows that getting caught in the rain isn’t as romantic as you’d think.
-‘s son is in the closet. Heh.
-Practice philanthropy and increase your vocabulary all in one easy click. http://www.freerice.com
-found an amazing restaurant. Apple/brie/carmalized onion burger.
-wanted yam fries, darn it.
-misses home.
-is heading home tomorrow. Hopefully it takes only one day.
-is home to a house smelling of cat pee.
-First steps!!
-finally got Gabe to eat broccoli without hiding it in something. Secret: sauteing in orange juice.
-is content.
-finally found her slippers. The same one’s she wore on her wedding day.
-baked a huge batch of beans.
-realizes that in admitting her dislike of the Maple Baked Bean, she may be up for immediate expulsion fom Canada. She’ll take that chance.
-doesn’t know what Nirvana smells like, but knows this isn’t it.
-just received the Make Your Own Baby Food book she ordered EIGHT MONTHS AGO.
-just finished the most hilarious pair of knit pants for Gabe.
-‘s son has his first hickey.
-is enjoying the quiet.
-The soap dispenser at work just attacked me. I am now at The Store, in my underwear, desparately praying the crotch of my jeans will dry before I have to open the doors at 10am.
-‘s pants are finally dry.
-‘s church smells like Doritos. Nacho cheese. Blech.
-wonders how she missed the TWO HUGE MOLARS that have suddenly appeared in Behbeh’s mouth.
-Look at me with the Etsy shop.
-Pretty pretty yarn
-now has her own Etsy shop.
-is finshing off some sewing that’s been sitting around for months.
-‘s kid likes Blackstrap Molasses – straight up.
-just made strawberry jello with agar and real berries. Not too bad, if she does say so herself.
-‘s kid slept until NINE O’CLOCK. This is the GREATEST DAY OF HER LIFE.
-knew it was too good to be true.
-is not calling to chat. She actually NEEDS to talk to you.
-to medicate or not to medicate. The Question.
-slept well.
-is anticipating the lovely, lovely burn that comes from Indian Food. Mmm.
-‘s got new shoes.
-is experimenting. Can one make bean curds (tofu) out of anything other than soy? Mung beans, for instance?
-is pretty happy with her First Life, thanks.
-is elbow-deep in alpaca roving. Life is good.
-is singing “Lunch Lady Land”. Sloppy Joes. Slop-sloppa Joes.
-has stopped singing and started eating Sloppy Joes. Slop-sloppa Joes.
-is feeling a little bummed…and used, quite frankly.
-hopes to get a nap. Fingers crossed.
-Newborn Baby Booties
-has bruises from last night’s massage.
-really wishes she knew what this insomnia was all about.
-thinks it’s food poisoning, but has quarantined herself, regardless.

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November
-is eating for the first time in awhile. Fingers crossed.
-beans, garlic, onions, black olives, curry, fresh cilantro. Mmm.
-is photographing a few more items for Etsy.
-Just in time for winter.
-a little sanity before bed.
-“Laguna”
-is making muffins. Lots and lots of muffins.
-muffins as far as the eye can see.
-thinks comparing H1N1 to Catrina is ridiculous.
-just held up a piece of muffin to Gabe’s mouth, to which he said “Om nom nom nom” without actually taking a bite. I am, apparently, fooling no one.
-is thrumming. This is not as dirty as it sounds.
-cannot remove the smell of baby poop from her left hand.
-was unaccountably disgusted by the presence of her husband’s hair in the Green Bin.
-is muttering to herself. It is not snowing. It is not snowing. It is not snowing.
-and Gabe had a nice time at “Auntie Nan’s” this morning.
-broke down and bought an umbrella stroller.
-just gave Gabe his first haircut. No mullets allowed!
-‘s husband is installing their new kitchen faucet. Fingers crossed.
-loves that her husband reverts back en francais when he swears.
-loves her new faucet. Shiny!
-just gave Gabe some Oil of Oregano. This did not go over well.
-is at the store, earnin’ her keep.
-is enjoying African sweet potato and peanut stew.
-has snot on one shoulder, blueberry smoothie on the other, couscous down her right side and almond butter over her belly button. Dead sexy, no?
-should think before she types.
-and her soar throat are moaning piteously.
-wishes SpellCheck was better at picking up all her homophonic errors.
-is taking her mug of Sick-Kicker and going to bed.
-Loved and were loved.
-Pictures on the beaches of Normandy, at The Juno Centre and in the Canadian War Cemetary in France, 2007.
-is skipping Knit Night in favour of soup, a hot bath and bed.
-is eating leftover carrot/apple soup.
-is choking on a mug of red wine and garlic. Mmm. Home remedies.
-is so thankful that her dishwasher overflowed. How else would her floor (and basement ceiling) get cleaned?
-is contemplating felted oven mits.
-thinks that pictures can be deceiving.
-is tired just watching her kid play. MANIAC.
-is headed Up North for the week and can’t wait to see everyone!
-Thinks she is going to take gabe to the parade tonight.
-thinks that a Santa Claus Parade without marching bands isn’t really a Santa Claus Parade.
-is singing the Pippi Longstocking song. “What shall we do today? What shall we do today? What shall we do today? What shall we doooooooooooooooo?”
-is going to see her Nan today.
-is staying in.
-had an amazing time with Gwen and Clark. Thanks, Val!
-is disappointed that Guy didn’t come up today. Poor little bunny.
-wants to know why her body hates her so much.
-had a great time Up North. Thanks, Family!
-is looking forward to Christmas Knitting.
-needs a dog to clean up the floor.
-wonders why three nodes is better than one.
-thinks it amusing that her cat meows in his sleep every time she coughs.
-Heh.
-‘s Husband is coming home early. Yay!
-seasoned her first cast iron skillet.
-is doing her Christmas baking tomorrow. White Chocolate-Cranberry Bars. Espresso Brownies. Lemon Squares. Choco Cherry Cookies. Ginger Sparklers. Yum.
-Mmm. Toasty.
-is ready to BAKE!
-Christmas baking. Check!
-is looking forward to her quiet night in.
-is totally making Black Bean Brownies tomorrow. Thanks Val!
-Let it rain! Let it rain! Let it rain!
-is waiting for her Black Bean Brownies to bake.
-Black Bean Brownie success.

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December
-Picture with Santa? Fail.
-Dishwasher? Fail.
-keeps checking to see if Gabe’s breathing as he’s STILL SLEEPING at 10am.
-says, “Why yes, CAS-worker-performing-our-annual-foster-parent-evaluation. My house IS always this tidy.”
-Worship fully. Spend less. Give more. Love all.
-would like to thank her husband for waking up her sick child.
-Dishwasher? Strike 3 – You’re out!
-is waiting patiently for Jaylyn to arrive. Two babies for the weekend!
-is finished her Christmas shopping (what little of it there was). If only she could say the same about her Christmas knitting.
-Welcome, friend.
-is making Sweet Potato and Black Bean Enchiladas. So yummy.
-‘s son loves baby Jaylynn. Too bad!
-just got her hair cut. Thanks Ashley! You did a great job with what I gave you to work with. Stupid half-grown-out bangs.
-Hand-knit Christmas ornament
-is feeling fairly productive today.
-is making a zillion muffins in preparation for tomorrow’s invasion.
-Mmm. Toasty.
-is looking forward to her visit with Tiff, Na and Kenzie. Oh, and Nancy. And the alpaca.
-is imagining.
-is so happy her Nan finally got her own space.
-cannot believe it costs TWELVE DOLLARS to mail a pair of mittens to Saskatchewan. Thieving Canada Post.
-is knitting ’til her fingers bleed.
-went back to the post office to mail her mittens only to find out that today it was $13 to ship them. Wha?!
-thinks this whole discipline-thing sucks. If she wasn’t so terrified of having one of those thank-goodness-they’re-not-mine children, she’d give the whole thing up right now.
-‘s right eye is trying escape her skull.
-learned that spilling a glass of water on your electronics is never a good thing.
-just got a huge bag of PEELED garlic cloves for $1.50 and is super excited. So sad, the things that get her going.
-turned back on account of the freezing rain. She doesn’t do weather.
-is off to see The Wizard.
-‘s hair looks great. Thanks, Ash!
-It is the night with the Christmas trees and pie.
-20 words in 3 months. No problem!
-got to sleep in this AM. Thank goodness for husbands who are able to work from home.
-is making dinner for the potluck.
-is pretty jazzed about the wooden toys she bought at Global Village. Christmas for $2. Beat that! (for those who actually celebrate…CHLOE)
-three pairs of slippers and a stocking to go.
-nauseates you with a nauseous super-naus.
-is, as of today, the child of divorced parents.
-Bailey’s – the other reason for the season.
-just made the world’s biggest pot of chili. Mmm.
-still considers Good Mother one of her favourite songs.
-You seem like a decent fellow. I hate to kill you.
-is frantically cleaning the house so Nancy will be none the wiser.
-would liked to have been missed a little. Tiny traitor.
-had a great night out. Thanks, Tiff!
-Nothin’ but Behbeh. Sad.
-is heading Up North. Yay!
-still hasn’t left yet. Grr.
-is finally at her Mom’s. Let the festivities begin!
-is almost done her Christmas knitting. Hallelujah!
-must be fertile. She’s having crazy-pregnant dreams.
-just got carded. Best moment of my life.
-thanks her Aunt Pam for all her hard work and an amazing dinner.
-freezing rain, turning to snow doesn’t make for good travelling weather.
-to shop or not to shop. The Boxing Week Question.
-hopes the weather is good enough for everyone to come for dinner. So. Much. Food.
-just had someone ‘unfollow’ her on Twitter, but the fact that she can’t figure out who probably means it needed to be done.

-is going home tomorrow instead.
-knows all about the ‘sweet sorrow’.
-is always amused when her husband lays out his wardrobe choices for her.
-is being unfaithful again.
-‘s last decade included parental divorce, acts of terrorism, natural disasters and the death of two beloved family members. It also involved university graduation, her wedding, 9 years of marriage, two apartments, two houses, one cat, four birds, one son, good health, lots of sex and multitudes of friends and family members. She fared pretty well, she thinks.
-Merry New Year!
-thinks old acquaintances should be forgot. Wait. That doesn’t sound right.

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About Angela

My name is Angela. I am a 28 year old psych and criminology graduate, but I'd rather not diagnose you. I am a cuddle-slut. I can recite the entire script of The Princess Bride, (including accents) and believe that the meaning of life is contained within. Polyanna, Snap.com commercials, and Oprah 'reunion shows' make me cry. I can whistle and hum at the same time, but I cannot touch my toes. I am an expert in both listening and talking. I look good in orange. I am a writer. I kick ass in Gin, Hearts, and Cribbage but I don't understand Canasta or Bridge. I can be heard singing Broadway numbers from my shower, and have dressed up as a viking princess, (complete with aluminum foil breast plate) The Phantom of the Opera, and a Ghostbuster for Hallowe'en. I have a bird named Bean. I have a brother named Adam. They are not related. I like vanilla body lotion, peanut butter, saunas, Jim Carrey, broccoli, pets, TheOnion.com, Muppets, Kevin Smith, Corelle dishes, dry erase white-boards, Barenaked Ladies, Philosophy, the letter J, Harry Potter, picture frames, swimming, quilting, Michael Moore, genealogy, Raggedy Anne, tacky 50's tchotchke, 'Idiot's Complete Guide To' books, tweezers, feather pillows, polar dips, aquariums, Martin Luther King Jr., and Dr. Pepper. I don't like meat, gossips, cooked carrots, American Idol, mosquitoes, sweating, politics, public washrooms, tardiness, tuition, hunting, pat answers, pick up lines, brown bananas, cliches, pine scented air freshener, Kevin Costner, bacon, candied apples, pro-wrestling, humidity, and hypocrisy. Books I've read recently The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, The Dark Tower, When Nietzsche Wept, What's So Amazing About Grace?, Catcher in the Rye, Not Wanted On the Voyage, The Red Tent, The Little Prince, The Way the Crow Flies, Slaughterhouse-Five, The Poisonwood Bible, The Fall, The Knot of Vipers, Calculating God, The Chrysalids, Sick Puppy, Nineteen Eighty-Four, Franny and Zooey, The Brothers Karamazov, and jPod. I am slightly neurotic. No I'm not. Yes I am.

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