Bored

All that studying, every thing for three months. All the practice tests and working problems and dreaming about the questions. All those relaxing baths where logic formulas run through my head every time I close my eyes.

All in preparation for the big test.

Now the test is over. I won't know my results for another week or two. I've already read an entire book and started a second.

I am bored out of my mind with a feeling that there is something I'm supposed to be doing. It's making me nutz!

Crunch time

I have neglected this blog since I started studying for the LSAT. I'm sure my three readers have notices. I'm apologizing to you now.

Studying is hard work. Way hard work. Especially when you've put it off like I have. I will be spending the entire weekend studying. I probably won't even get dressed. I may forget to eat. My face will be stuck in a practice test all weekend. Pray for me.

Hrumpf.

Did I mention that Mr. Right has a new job? Yea. He does and he has to go for 9 weeks of training. Normally, I would be all over this. Seriously! The house to myself? Bliss. The daughters and I could walk around naked. We can sleep in (because he is totally the morning sunshine in our home) and we can eat the foods we love like mac and cheese with hot dogs or a big fat chef salad (eaten directly out of the big fat bowl) and ohhh, cheese and crackers and a side of fruit. Eaten on the patio while we watch chick flicks.

Who wouldn't be totally psyched for that?

Me. Ya know why? Because for nine weeks it is going to be my job to remember which day to take out the garbage and which day is for the recycle can; clean and change the pool pump. Every Day. Yes, every day because our subdivision is still under construction and there is dirt and dust E.V.E.R.Y.W.H.E.R.E.

My job to take the daughters to grandma's house sitter AND pick them up. Every day. My job to clean the bathrooms and mop the floors (I know, some of you don't have husbands who clean. I'm lucky and I'll shut up now.)

I need to hire a husband to come and take care of a few things. Any takers? I'll pay in hot dogs and Root Beer.

scores and study and bears, oh my!

I took a practice LSAT last Saturday. I got my score today. While my score has gone up, it hasn't gone WAY up. And while I should be happy that it went up four points, I cannot help but be disappointed that it didn't go up fourteen points. Especially after all the studying I have done.

I am now at the rock bottom acceptance score and could, theoretically, be accepted to law school (if they were digging the very bottom of the barrel).

That'll inspire confidence in a person. Kinda like barely outrunning a three legged bear.

Eating Right

I am starving. It is only one o'clock and my body thinks it is dinner time. I didn't eat breakfast this morning and that is part of the problem. I am not a breakfast kind of gal, but lately, since the doc said that to speed up my metabolism, I should eat several times a day including a decent breakfast, I have been doing just that. I notice that I'm not so hungry during the day and not so sluggish either. I am also not starving by dinner time.

At first, the thought of eating MORE seemed weird to me. However, I’ve been doing it for a couple months now and it seems to be okay. I haven’t gained weight, so that is a plus.

what?

I miss TV. I mean real TV. The shows that I used to watch. 24. The Closer. Saving Grace. Life.

When do they come back on? Where do I go to find out? I am not so much of a TV geek that I actually know what channel these shows appear on. I could do internet searching but that takes work.

I simply want my TiVo filled with shows I want to watch. I want it alllllllllll, and I want it nowwwwwwww.

Hmm

I wish I had something witty or funny to post but I'm just boring today. I worked most of the weekend and I feel burnt out.  And it's only monday.  Bah.  

I think I'll go have a swim with the kids before it gets too late.   Then I might watch a movie.  All by myself.  

Boring is subjective.

Game Playing

I like to play Texas Hold Em. I used to play at Yahoo but the game leaves something to be desired. Mr. Right ran across a site called Pure Play. We signed in (using just an email) and have been playing for a while. I like it because it is faster paced than Yahoo and the people can chat if they want too.

I never play for real money because if I'm wasting dollars, it will be on frou frou coffee. I can see the results of that money whenever I try on new jeans.

I need a mini vacation

The long holiday left me wishing for a few more days off. In a row.

I didn't do much over the Memorial Day holiday. It was my anniversary so Mr. Right and I spent the day together and ran some errands. Later we went to dinner and saw the movie Leaving Sarah Marshall. I have not laughed that hard in a very long time. Not a great movie, but a good one and it was good to get out for a little while.

Pooped

Every Friday, I am so tired around 8:30 p.m. However, if I do not seize that opportunity, if I do not get to bed within that little window of time, I will be up for many, many more hours. Right now, I'm watching Barry Manilow on PBS. Mr. Right has passed out on the couch. The dogs are all sleeping. The kids are in Mexico enjoying the beach and ocean breeze and having the first of their three vacations this summer before school starts.

Here I sit. Not sleeping. Instead, I'm blogging and jammin out with Barry.

bullies

I'm sitting here watching King of the Hill and Hank is being harassed by a little brat neighbor kid. I want to spank the kid, and its a cartoon!

I've met kids like this in real life. The ones where their parents think everything their kid does no wrong. Where the kid is manipulative and snotty and has zero respect for any adult. Sometimes I think those kids need a good talking too about rules and limits and how normal people act.

Then I stop and realize that sometimes, it is the parents who need a good talking too.

Vacation

My kids are leaving tonight for a week long vacation in sunny Mexico with their grandparents. I am mildly jealous. However, I plan to use the next five days recharging my own batteries.

Mr. Right wants to go away for the weekend. I want to stay home, sleep in, play with the dogs, veg out in front of the TV and do a whole big fat lotta nuthin.

I'll let you know how that works out for me.

Cranky Much?

I've been cranky all day. I have a severe case of spring fever and would rather be anywhere than where I am right now.

I am tired and it is getting hot outside which makes me want to be out in our pool.

My allergies are still acting up and I sneezed at least 13 times today.

I am hungry and have no food in my office.

I never had a chance to turn on my music because I was so busy today.

fluff

Sometimes when I read the news, I cannot help but get sucked into the so called "fluff" sections. You know, the recipes and Hollywood gossip and such. Anymore, I am too cynical to even take my self seriously. I am tired of hearing about the war. I want our soldiers to come home just like the next guy, BUT, I do not want to create a situation where the US is at risk; I want the democrats to stop the bickering and get on with it; I am DYING to know who McCain will choose as his running mate; mostly though, I don't want to work all day, come home and cook and clean, then sit down and read any news that isn't fluff. My brain is tired.

Friday ya ya ya

TGIF doesn't even come close. I have had the week from hell. Work was hell. Kids were hell. Traffic was hell. I was driving home last night, my gas light came on. I don't live close to a gas station. I couldn't be late for work today so I was trying to get up and at em bright and early. That really only works if it is just me that has to get up and at em. The kids never cooperate. The dogs don't cooperate. Traffic NEVER cooperates.

I'm feeling whiney.

Pondering...

Do you ever wonder if there are really psychics in the world, people who can actually predict the future, why don't those people win the lottery?

I'm watching my TiVo'd episodes of Medium and it made me wonder. Ya know what I like most about this show? They aren't a "pretty family" in the same pretty way the Huxtibles were pretty or the Desperate Housewives are pretty with pretty husbands and pretty kids and nary an extra pound to be seen.

If you're happy and you know it

Thank the grocery store for selling 12 packs of Coke for $2.00 and your face will really show it. If you're happy and you know it, say hoo-rah!

If I had an addiction, it would be Coca-Cola Classic. It is my drink of choice and I usually have at least one per day. However, lately, a 12 pack is selling for $4.70 each. Who can afford that? I've resorted to buying 2 liter bottles but then it's all flat by the time you get to the end and I cannot really take a 2 liter to work with me and sip that all day.

Imagine my surprise tonight when I saw that the local grocery store had 12 packs on sale, 5 for 10 dollars. Holy Crappoly!

I'm a very happy girl right now.

What a downer

I was at lunch with my boss and we're having a good time B.S.ing about life and what comes with it. I'm thinking about work and what I need to get done when I get back to the office. My phone rings and it is Ms. Sarcastic. I said hello and she said “did you pay the bill” and I’m like, what bill? She said “the dogs are out of water and the hose won’t work and there is no water in the fridge” so I asked where her dad was. He’s outside she said.

So then I called the water company to find out what the problem is. They said “you’re water is on as of today” and I asked what happened earlier and they said it was shut off. Apparently, Mr. Right called and paid the bill so they turned it back on via computer. Lucky me.

I don’t even remember getting a bill. And I certainly don’t recall getting any kind of notice that I was behind. How embarrassing.

Ya Think?

This is my second favorite phrase right after one that I won't type here. It rhymes with truck and I say it A LOT. A whole lot more than I should. I say it at work mostly. I try to watch my mouth around the daughters because they pick up on the small things. Once, when Ms. Brainiac was about 2, she got a fake makeup set. She was trying to put makeup on her uncle and he kept telling her that boys don't wear makeup. She finally got fed up and said "You're a bitch Uncle!" and stormed off. I followed her up to her room and explained that we don't say words like that. I thought that would be the end of it. Until she looked at me and said "what can I say them?"

I knew I was in big trouble then.

Commercials

I watch commercials. I admit it. Sometimes, they are better than what I'm watching. I love the new commercial on Discovery about loving our world.

When I was pregnant with my now 9 year old, there were these LDS religion commercials that showed a family and talked of the importance of family. There was on, I cannot remember exactly what it was, but it came on and I started to cry. Then I had to call my husband and tell him I loved him.

Sometimes, the commercials are what get to ya.