Spring Break for us is 7 "business days"... add the weekends and you get a very very long time. I was home for it this year and well,.. I need a vacation from my vacation. Don't get me wrong..I love my daughter more than anything. But I need to not be in the same room as her for a bit.
We had my niece over and we watched a friends 3 year old as well. The zoo and the science museum were in order as it was nice the morning and rainy later. I think E and I fought most of the time. Its the whining and the statements of "I'm not whining!" that are driving me up the wall.
So one more day... and back to school. And back to work.
I am lacking in the motivation to move today. I have a list of stuff to do that really needs to get done... I don't want to move from my spot. Its cold and rainy. But I know I should get a move on it. Dishes need to be done, laundry put away, Easter Candy needs to be bought (thats going to be the hard one as I really need a piece right now), cans and bottles taken in, munchies to buy for next week, clean the kitchen, clean the bathroom, clean the remaining bits in the family room... in no particular order.
Yes, yes, yes,. I should have listened to my Mother and made sure this didn't happen in the first place. So I need to get off my butt (and the computer) and do something.
I'm fairly certain I will get flack for this.. Game of Thrones is TOTALLY a male soap opera. My darling husband just gave me the readers digest version of the premise... and its so a soap. I'm not saying its a bad thing at all! Blood, beheadings and period costumes on top of people who can act.. this is what a soap should be. The reason I say its a soap is for the simple fact.. the twins... eeewwwwwwww!!! If you haven't read the books yet or are just starting to watch the HBO series... I will not go into detail for the simple fact I can not remember and repeat what he told me. So the next time a guy gives me crap about watching "my stories".... I will throw this in his face and tell him to suck it.
As much as I complained/complain about my kid's attitude being that of a monster, she has shown me she really is a good kid.
The stoopid stomach bug had made its way into our house this month. Erin had it first then I got it. I happened to hit with it harder than her. I was hoping it was done... nope. Its not. Or its the steak I had yesterday (I don't remember the last time I had steak so my stomach may be just revolting against the yummy goodness of red meat).
Regardless of the cause, I am sitting here in pain. My child comes up to me and rubs my shoulder. With the most sincere look of concern she says "Mom, feel better". She kissed me and went off to Girl Scouts.
She offered to rub my shoulders whenever I want.
Now, if I could just channel that energy into her doing what I ask her to when I'm not ill.
There is something to be said about smells. Some bring back wonderful memories, others make you run screaming for the hills. This morning I was walked into, yes, it was like a solid wall of smell, of Sales. Strong coffee and heavy cologne.
I don't know why it reminded me of Sales guys but the smell turned my stomach. The poor kid (I say kid - he was close to my age, maybe younger and was trying really hard to look the part) just stood there not realizing what he was getting into. RUN MAN!!! RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!! Or at least go easy on the cologne.
I won!!!! Dancing Needle held a contest and I won!! So excited... new patterns from Sublime Stitching and a purple hoop. can't wait!!! I love to embroider.. it's one thing that I can do that doesn't really hurt my hand.