This was my cat this morning. He is now not my best friend anymore. Sad story.
Monthly Archives: January 2009
As Taylor Swift has said in her songs, “I’m not a princess, this ain’t a fairytale.” Yea, that sums up my life. Despite my wishes for these things, life is not all roses and champagne. (Too bad, right?)
I don’t know about you, but somedays I wonder why I am not living in a fairytale. But, then I realize I probably am and just don’t realize it. So, in no particular order, I am listing the reasons I love the Hubby because even though I whine and complain about life, he really is my prince:
· He draws me warm baths, with my favorite magazines and champagne on really hard days. I can’t explain why this soothes me, but it does. Someday I will have my own Jacuzzi bathtub
· He listens to me when I am crazy about cleaning the house. Because cleaning the house to me equals serenity. (And I can be really crazy about cleaning)
· He likes to cuddle in bed. Even though I put my cold feet on him.
· He makes me dinners. I would eat cereal day in and day out if he didn’t cook for me, which would get quite boring.
· His ability to be my rock when times get tough.
· His ability to make me laugh and smile.
· He will get up and get me a water…even if he is already in bed.
· His ability to love me even when I think I don’t deserve it.
There are probably a ton more reasons I could think of….but then his head will swell up and he will think he is the most AMAZING husband ever (and yea he probably is) but, if I told him that he would never let me live it down. So, shhhhh don’t tell him I said that.
So, we rented this really cool wii game called Bomberland. It is awesome, and I mean AWESOME. You can play up to 4 players, and you get to bomb things. I can’t explain how AWESOME it feels to bomb things….and eventually you can try and bomb each other, to kill each other. Now, I am not a violent or competitive person (at least I don’t think so—-just because I exclaim I WON, I WON…doesn’t mean anything, right?) but this game is so much fun! Nothing like bombing and destroying a few people, after a hard day’s work!
The other night me, Sar, and both Hubby’s were playing. Now, Sar is VERY competitive and wasn’t enjoying the fact that her Hubby kept dropping bombs everywhere and killing her….it was really quite amusing. I mean REALLY AMUSING cause she gets MAD!
Sar: ALAN! STOP trying to kill me!
(Insert Alan giggling like a little girl)
Hubby: Are you guys trying to gang up on me?
Sar: No, but Alan is trying to Bomb me all the time and I am just saying he SHOULD support me! (She then glares at him ferociously)
Alan (snickering as he bombs her): Sorry, your dead.
Isn’t it amazing how these games bring us closer together and magically wipe away all of our problems, temporarily of course? 🙂
So, as the economy and layoffs are getting worse and worse, I keep holding on to the fact that I can bypass this, somehow. However, now we are finding out that the place where I work will be experiencing a mandatory two week break without pay for everyone that works here. Now, I am starting to freak out. I know I am fortunate in the fact that I will still have a job, but it is just hard to keep perspective right now. I like to think I am usually a glass half full type of person….but in the meantime, the voices in my head (yea, I can’t help it) are making me freak out even more.
So, guess we shall see what happens. I think I just can’t believe that the last three years we barely survived grad school and now we are back to being in the grad school mentality. Guess it is time to start re-evaluating needs versus wants. Ugh. I hate being pessimistic. I just want to hide under my covers and not come out til everything is better. I think that might be my next plan…..well, guess I can do that on my mandatory days off now…..
A few weeks ago I was staring at Hubby, as he was playing on the computer, watching a basketball game.
Me: What do you want to do? Do you want to play some Wii? Do you want to watch your game?
Me: Ok, you watch your game, I will go poo.
Hubby: You say that like it is an alternative thing to do, like reading a magazine. Just something you can do at any moment to entertain yourself.
Me: Yea, that is how it is for me. Lucky you.
Ok, so I have another confession: I dislike babies.
I don’t understand them and I don’t like them. I recently found my long, lost twin sister in blog land, (ok she isn’t my real twin sister, but it seems like IF I met her, she and I would hit it off immediately) her recent blog: baby talk (conversations with my mother). sums up my feelings on this topic EXACTLY.
It isn’t that I HATE them, it is just that I don’t understand them and everyone’s obsession with it being “my turn.” NO PEOPLE. I do not want to spawn offspring. I know they will be of the devil. I was a demon child, and I know that if I were to have a child, mine would be a thousand times as horrid as I was. No.thank.you. I don’t mind kids once they are 5-6 years old because at least then they can tell you what they want, and they go to school, but babies, all they do is eat, sleep and poop and quite frankly that is my sole ambition in life, so the competion in itself would kill me.
And who needs that kind of competition anyways? Not me.