February 10, 2011 5:21 pm
A friend and I went to see No Strings Attached the other night and we were the youngest people there by about 45 years. It kind of freaked me out since sex scenes are uncomfortable when you’re watching with the cast of Cocoon.
Angry bird is my new favorite pooping pastime. I used to play Solitaire (aka poopitaire) but now I’m an angry bird addict. If you have a Droid or iPhone, I dare you not to get addicted to that stupid fucking game.
As usual, things have been insane around here with the kids. Graham has been on anger inducing antibiotics since the week after Xmas and just couldn’t shake his sinus and double ear infection. We finally had to do the antibiotic shots this week. After the first day, the poor kid couldn’t walk and was even worse after the second day of shots. Luckily, he’s better now and is back to running and destroying.
I brought all off the kid’s used medicine dropper syringe thingies in for his teachers to use for art projects. The show and tell letter of the day was “S” and one horrified parent turned to me and asked if the syringes were G’s show and tell?!? I laughed and told her no but later told the teacher that it’s never too early to teach toddlers how to shoot up heroin.
I’m starting Nutrisystem next week. Ugh. Jamie has had some success with it so I decided to bite the bullet and give it a try. I was supposed to start this week but had leftover food from our Superbowl get together and needed to stuff it into my cake hole before dieting.
Speaking of cake hole, I overindulged on cake last weekend and have been hitting up the Lucky Charms this week and have had a serious bout of the “GREEN SHITS”. You’re welcome for that mental image.
I’ve volunteered a couple of times at the kid’s school for story time. Basically, I sit in the school library and wait for each class to come in and read them each a few books while they wiggle around and pick their noses and stuff. Holy shit guys, preschoolers are a tough crowd.
We had a couple of friends over for the Superbowl and at one point in the night, Elliot must have had enough. She grabbed her megaphone (real, voice altering LOUD ASSED megaphone the I don’t know why I ever purchased for the kids) and started yelling “EVERYBODY GO HOME!!! GOOOO HOMEEEE!!!”. It was a tad embarrassing and a tad hilarious at the same time.
Jamie and I had a rare date night last night. We really went out on the town… after dinner, we hit up Walmart and then McDonalds for dessert. We fucking rock.
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