Five More Days Before I Get My Brain Back

Friday morning, the alarm went off, and I, in the muzziness of sleep, asked Brandus, “Is it Saturday?”

He said, (and he claims he laughed because he thought I was joking) “Yes, it’s Saturday.”

I sighed happily, and rolled back over to go back to sleep.

At which point he said, “Hey, can you take the boy today? I have a meeting.”

“Take him where?”

“To school!”

“YOU JUST TOLD ME IT WAS SATURDAY!”

That was bad enough. Having your Saturday stolen from you like that is a nasty shock.

But then this morning occurred.

I sat up and vaguely registered that the clock said 6:20am. I lay back down, and thought for a second. I distinctly remembered Voldemort and Brandus coming to wake me up the day before, which meant…

“BRANDUS! It’s 6:20!”

Quoth he, rather irritably, “So?”

“We’re going to be late for work!”

“It’s SUNDAY!”

I’m so confused. Why isn’t it winter break yet?

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You are the Everything

Wow, I really love Taylor Swift’s new song, Fifteen, don’t you?

I mean, all the lyrics really remind me of being in high school. And I can’t even imagine her poor friend, Abigail, who had a boy steal all of her life savings. I mean, I’d be pissed too if my best friend had been taken advantage of and bought him everything he wanted, and then he broke up with her when she went broke.

…What? Of course it’s talking about her life savings. The lyrics say quite clearly, “Abigail gave everything she had to a boy who changed his mind.” What else would she be talking about?

*scoff* Oh, please. Be serious. There’s no way she’s talking about sex. Come on. No one is dumb enough to believe that. I mean, “everything she had?” She can’t be talking about sex, because that would mean that without her virginity, Abigail is left with nothing. That a woman’s worth is only measured in her remaining a virgin, and that if a girl has sex, she is nothing.

And nobody believes crap like that anymore, right?

….Right?

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Do Not Medicate

So, there is nothing like getting home after work, after trying to call your husband several times, to find him completely zoned on the couch, and for him to tell you:

a) work sent him home at 10 or so. Maybe. He thinks. He’s not really sure.
b) he had to slap himself in the face repeatedly on the 15 minute drive home to keep from going completely comatose
c) he fell asleep on the couch instantly upon getting home, and the next thing he knows it’s 4:30 and he has to go get the kid. THE TIME IN BETWEEN IS COMPLETELY MISSING.
d) brandus might not be dealing too well with some of his parents’ health issues, but he is NEVER TAKING XANAX AGAIN HOLY CRAP.

When it was prescribed to me, the doc warned it might make me sleepy, and to take one on a weekend to see how i did. the first couple of days, I was a little woozy about 30 minutes after I took it, but I was otherwise completely ok. I dont even need it now the zoloft has kicked in, but I keep it in case I’m having a bad day and might need some help to not freak out when dealing with That One at my job.

Brandus looked up some of the common side effects:
changes in sexual desire; constipation; dizziness; drowsiness; dry mouth; increased saliva production; lightheadedness; tiredness; trouble concentrating; unsteadiness; weight changes

Wow. Out of the eleven most common side effects, Brandus got to experience the joy of SEVEN of them.

I don’t know why Im surprised. After all, we are talking about the man who, when I know he is talking cold or flu medicine, I cringe, and wrestle the phone away from him before he can call his best friend in second grade to apologize for that time he made fun of Mickey Mouse.

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Thanksgiving: Survived

We are staying home for Christmas/Solstice/Hannakah/whatevermas this year, so we went to see my fam over Thanksgiving instead. I only got 2 guilt trips about the decision, so hey, success! And this way, the Dark Lord got to hang out with his cousin, the Critter. There’s only four months difference between them, so getting them together was HILARIOUS.

They spent the entire time chasing each other around the house and occasionally tackling each other to the floor for no apparent reason. It was awesome.

In other news, my sisters and I are very very mature.

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Elsa?

My kid is currently sitting on the couch, fascinated by the movie showing.

Frankly, I’m amazed, as the animals in it aren’t animated, and there really isn’t any singing, but how can you resist Elsa from Born Free?

We used to watch this as kids, and I hadn’t realized how much I remembered until I put it in for him tonight. I’ve never seen Living Free, the sequel to Born Free, but seeing as the first thing the blurb talks about is ELSA DYING, I don’t think I want to.

I charge you to watch this, if you never seen it, and those of you who have, I know that you have, either mentally or physically, just broken out in song – “BOOORN FREEEE!”

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