Speck commented in the previous post – You’re wearing a *dress* with a *slip* to a *bowling tourney*???? Looking back, I was obviously delirious while packing. I ended up wearing basically the same clothes two days in a row. Just changed out tee shirts. The dresses or slip never made it out of the bag.
I also broke a personal record by starting to drink beer at 9 a.m. on Saturday. By the time Sweety was finished bowling, I was ready to take a nap.
Saturday night, I went down from our hotel room to the car for aspirin and on my way back something in a puddle caught my eye. It looked like a baby sea turtle! I thought it would be a nice present for Sweety. We could bring it home! Or at least let it live in our sink for the night. But it was swimming really fast. Do sea turtles swim this fast? Especially babies? I poked it with a stick and realized that it was NOT a cute little sea turtle. It was a nasty, crunchy, scary, GIANT june bug. I hate june bugs. Hell to me would be a dark hallway full of june bugs the size of ping-pong balls. Gah.
I’ve kind of been hearing my biological clock tick (what a phrase) but one day of babysitting totally silenced it. Our friend’s kids (Boy 4, Girl 8) came over on Sunday night and slept over. They were up before 7 on Monday. I’d forgotten what it was like to hear my name eleventy billion times in a day or to be followed to the bathroom. They wore my ass out. I was in bed by 8:30 or so that night. Baby itch? Gone. For now.
It had been such a relaxing weekend that I forgot to throw happy pills in my purse before going to work yesterday. It’s official! Work freaks me out! I spent the first couple of hours a heart pounding, sweaty, twitching, wheezy-breathing mess. Then everything was just surreal. Have you ever had a day where things just seem to be more there than they really are? I won’t forget that shit tomorrow. I thought I was going to have a heart attack before I calmed down.
What did you do this weekend?
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I’ve always said that watching other small children is a great form of birth control. And watching “little” children doesn’t even begin to give you a hint of the “teen” years! Enjoy your day off – sounds like you (need) deserve this one. I had a great holiday weekend and now have to clean. TTFN
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Chickie said:
May 27th, 2009 at 4:00 pm
I’m totally feeling the teen years with BB and LB is close behind. It’s been a struggle to not pull my hair out at times.
Yeah, those little kids are like Energizer bunnies!
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May 27th, 2009 11:50 am
Other people’s kids freak me out.
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Chickie said:
May 27th, 2009 at 4:01 pm
I like it because they don’t know me too well so they’ll mind good. Like, I give them the evil eye and they immediately start behaving. It was like that with the boys for a few years. I miss that power. It’s harder to intimidate them now. :sigh:
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May 27th, 2009 1:05 pm
It’s different when they are your own. Sometimes better, sometimes worse but certain different. Children can be trying at times; but you’ve already been through it all with BB and LB.
P.S. I hope that you squashed the june bug.
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Chickie said:
May 30th, 2009 at 10:24 pm
I met LB & BB when they were 4 and 6 so I missed all the “baby stuff” with them. But I did get that part with my nephew and nieces. Sweety tells me it’s different with your own kids and that he feels bad that I might miss that. But I really like how things are with Sweety alone. Ah, I dunno.
Hell, no! The june bug was too big to kill! What if I tried to squash it and it lived and TURNED ON ME? I ran.
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May 30th, 2009 8:10 pm
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