My Day Book

I can't believe that I have failed to perform my usual Monday post. It's been quite a week here in toonville and this morning, as is my ritual, I was scanning the blogs and sites that I love to visit every day. Low and behold, there was my own. Crap. So, my little lovelies...here we go.

I am wearing faded blue jeans and a black cotton top. After all, it's after Labor Day and being the fashion conscious person that I am, it's time to at least wear the correct color.

I am NOT reading. Let's face it, I'm too tired. I am nursing the numerous mosquito bites on my arms. Apparently, they didn't get the memo that summer is supposed to be over. I have visions of them lined up on the porch rail, just waiting for me to come out to throw the trash. So, there they are, having a little meeting about who is going to land where...Lord, please hear me, I am sick of summer. I hear it's snowing in the Rockies. {sigh}

I am hearing my younger daughter get up and start her day. She is getting ready for work at a local BBQ joint and then will go to school. I'm so very proud of her. The older one is working hard and keeps me on my toes. Just this week, she invited her boyfriend to move in with us. He said yes. Amazing that I'm not bat-shit crazy.

I am learning that sleep has become a very precious thing to me. Guenther, the Schnauzer, has decided after 2 years of sleeping in his little bed, that he deserves the big bed right next to my head. I don't have the heart to tell him to get down. Husband fusses, but I've told him he doesn't get to decide. My dog, my side of the bed, my decision.

I hope the economy recovers soon. It's very scary out there and with two of mine working in auto dealerships, I can only hope that the banking/credit situation will turn around. We watched some of the presidential debate last night. Politics as usual. Politicians have gotten us in this mess and should all be fired. I believe early voting starts on Monday. I'll be there just to get this over with and then turn off the news.

In the kitchen the meat is thawing so I can start the marinade. Husband's cholesterol is higher than the high range. Therefore, I am now the food police and have reduced his red meat consumption, among various others. We actually had fish on Tuesday. Not a big fan, but it was really okay. For an hour, I walked around the house with a can of Oust. See, I was full of omega-3 AND got my exercise. It was a good night.

Around the house there is a little chaos going on. I need a vacation. By myself.

Out my window clouds are forming. We actually had some rain yesterday. On my way home from the medical center, I had to stop at Wal-Mart for the new Indiana Jones movie and when I was finished shopping, it was friggin pouring out. I grabbed an extra bag (3 umbrellas in the car) and stuck my head in the bag and ran like hell. I got absolutely soaked and in addition, looked like some crazy Wal-Mart ghost. I just hope they caught all this on the video surveillance and it really made someones day.

Plans for the week(end) will be making room for the boyfriend. Am I a great mom or what?

Day Book

I am wearing new jeans and a bright tangerine pullover. I actually went shopping for myself the other day and fell into the same old trap, but at least the jeans look nice and don't fall down everytime I stand up. I am always yanking on my pants. Sadly, still haven't made it for a trim. Maybe this week...probably not.

I am reading nothing dammit. Not even the cereal box. But wait, I don't eat cereal. I do enjoy a bowl of grits every now and then, but almost refuse to make it just for myself. Reminds me of a cruise we were on some time ago. The last day of the cruise, I found where they hid the grits. I was thrilled and then realized it was the last breakfast I would have there, and then made me sad. I made up for it and had, no joking internet, 3 bowls of grits.

I am hearing Mike Rowe on Dirty Jobs while trying to stay focused and get some work done. I can't tell you what a big fan I am. No seriously, can't.....God forbid Dan should read this and get all weird on me. I don't know what "it" is, but he has "it." When he changes his shirt on camera, I just about have a stroke.

I am learning to accept that I am over 50. I just find this to be so confusing as I really do not know where the time went. I was doing some planting this past weekend and it just about killed me. I took Saturday off and planted, shopped and ate dinner out. What a day!

I hope that the girls continue to like their jobs. I find it worries me silly when they are unhappy where they work or worry if they will keep their jobs with the economy in the tank. I hope this country can heal. At this point, I don't care who wins, but trust me, I'll be watching. They have a big job ahead of them and I hope they are up to the task.

In the kitchen nothing changes. I still have this love/hate relationship in there. I enjoy cooking, just wish I had a better place to do it. Hard to make a thoroughbred out of a donkey.

Around the house things are slowly getting done. I want very much to replace the carpet in the master bedroom. Dan forgets to take his boots off and trashes the off-white carpet, the dogs have their way, etc. I've tried several cleaning companies, but no one can get it clean really. Dan picked this carpet out several years ago. Every time I let him have his way, it turns out crappy. He likes to think he actually has taste and of course, he doesn't.

Out my window there is a slight breeze. We were expecting a great deal of rain yesterday and today...but alas, NOTHING. Isn't it amazing how the weatherman can always be wrong and YET, keep his job. So you say, 'well, sometimes weather changes and does something totally unexpected.' Fine, just get rid of the weatherman. What's the point? Really.

Plans for the week work..what else is there?