Well, I've decided I don't like the show Alias. I tried to watch it twice and twice I found myself doing anything but watching it. Sorry Sydney, I'm just not into the whole spy thing.
I went to the mall this weekend with my man. We were looking for jeans for him. I am very happy to report that I was able to walk by the Bath & Body Works Store without purchasing a thing. (not that I didn't think about it, because I totally have COUPONS) My man recognized the SHEEP as we walked by.
I ran a couple errands today. Because the weather was mild, I had my windows and sunroof open. It was awesome! Until I got into my driveway and found that the motor CRAPPED out on the passenger side. It sounded like glass grinding. Now it will slide down and won't go up. I need this like a hole in the head PEOPLE.
There was no cleaning here at casa-de-mig's. Unlike me I KNOW. I seem to be suffering from a gigantic case of PITY ME. I cut myself some slack this weekend, focusing on laundry and baby care only.
This will come back to BITE ME, I'm sure.
The week ahead? Looks busy. LaLaLaLaLaLaLa.
Saturday I was busy doing adult stuff. Volunteer work (outside and it was cold I tell you, VERY COLD). I also went to a Parent Meeting. It involved informing parents about the minefield of sexual innuendos that teenagers are bombarded with and why chastity should be a high priority expressed by parents to their children. I saw some nasty pictures of STDS. Did you know that there are over TWENTY FIVE different STD's now? You can have one and not know it AND it would appear that condom use does nothing to prevent passing it on because it is the genital contact that does it.
Shocking isn't it? It was also pointed out that Women, by nature, bond during the act of sex. While Men, by nature, are visual bonders. (ok, that probably isn't a word, but you get it). So Men, that porn is warping your brain into thinking all you want is a barbie doll. And Women, there is no such thing as a one night stand.
I sat there somewhat dumbfounded. I left with a packet of additional information to look through, resources and such for more information. Wow is all I can say.
Why is it that when you don't need something in your house you come across it easily and frequently BUT when you really WANT it because it will serve some useful purpose, you cannot for the LIFE OF YOU find it.
I'm looking for my mother's wedding album. It was my grandmothers and there are some pictures I want to pass along to a cousin on my dad's side and I cannot for the life of me REMEMBER where it is.
I did not cook dinner tonight. Everyone had to fend for themselves.
I finally picked up a couple of memory cards, on sale. I have not one but TWO digital pictures frames, that have sat in various locations on my bedroom floor for an entire year, that need to be utilized. As. Christmas. Gifts.
The baby is cutting MOLARS. She is drooling everywhere and telling me that her mouth hurts. Tylenol is not cutting it. Freeze pops work but are messy. Poor thing.
I'm off now to watch Curb your Enthusiasm.