August 25, 2009 10:20 am
Yes, it’s true… I haven’t posted since last week’s RTT. I’m not feeling very writey lately so bear with me while I get my bloggy mojo back. Blogging is like a window to my soul, you can tell if I’m busy or stressed or angry or whatever based on my posting schedule and the amount of fucking (I mean bow-tying) curse words in each post. This week I’m feeling cloudy with a chance of rain.
Graham has recently developed a British accent. I’m not sure where this came from but it’s hilarious to hear him say “Mummy, what are you doing?” and “Dah-dee, where are you?”. I’m thinking of teaching him a German accent next.
I’m strangely fascinated with the new show “The Fresh Beat Band” on Nick. I hate them but I can’t not watch when their commercials come on.
Our dogs have an Arnold Swarchenegger chew toy which Graham has recently adopted as his own. Last night, I got to watch as Arnold intentionally dove off of the top of a chair, dresser and crib while Graham narrated, “Oh no, Arnold Swarchenegger, be careful! Arnold Swarchenegger fell down!” Don’t most kids his age play with blocks and trucks or something?
We had to wash the couch cushions twice and shampoo the carpets twice this weekend since Graham got some kind of stomach thing and puked his guts out all over both. Several times. I can’t get the smell of puke out of my nose hairs.
In related news, the puking was followed up by Graham peeing out of his butt. He hides when he poops so yesterday, I found him sitting in his room with a 40lb diaper and shit on his fingers. I’m hoping he didn’t leave shit anywhere else for us to find but so far we’re clear.
I hate ferns. I know that sounds strange but I do. So when we hired a landscape contractor a couple of years back, he assured me that these ferns would be a good filler and low maintenance. The fucking things are evil and I spent a few hours on Sunday attacking the giant ferns that took over my yard. I woke up on Monday with a stiff neck, sore back and congestion. The fucking ferns won.
In two weeks, I’m meeting up with two of my favorite bloggers. I’ll divulge more later but woot woot! This is the first time I’ve met a real live blogger in person and I’m half expecting to end up in someone’s trunk, chopped in tiny little pieces. You know, cause big pieces would seem lazy on their part.
Go see Keely for some real random.
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