Monday, September 27, 2010

I'm a modern day ostrich...

I'm slammed.

I'm not sure how this came to be. All of a sudden, I turned around and my to do list was immense.

I hate it when that happens. Sneak attacks should only be executed by ninjas.

*I'm not posting a menu this week. I have a rough menu planned, but this week is full of potential curve balls. There might be a night where we have to settle for oatmeal.

But as a consolation prize, I'll be doing another installment of Simple Suppers. The response was so positive that I'm going to try to have at least one post a week highlighting a simple family meal.

*The Boy has been extremely moody the past few days. He's always a little moody. But this is a whole new level of moody. Is it the change in weather? Hormones? Rotation of the Earth? Whatever it is, I hope it mellows. The pendulum swing has grown tiresome.

If not, I'm fulfilling his dream of living in the wilderness. My apologies to the coyotes.

*The Mr. leaves for Japan this week.

I don't want him to go. I don't like it.

It's all work. But still.

Hopefully, we won't be struck down with another plague.

*I have yet to finish a homemade gift for The Mr. to bring to the annual gift exchange. Last year I made a set of these.

I'm not making anything all that difficult, but it is my first attempt at this particular project. That always adds to the crafting time.

I have until Wednesday morning. Wish me luck.

*The Girl has a family tree project due this week.


The irony is that seeing as how I'm her teacher, I'm the dumb-ass that assigned the project.

Idiot me.

It's not that hard. She will be the one doing most of the work. But I dread gathering all the photos. I'm hoping that I still have the pics we used for The Boy's family tree saved on my computer at work.

Hand-me-down projects save the day!

*I forgot my Mema's birthday.

Totally forgot it.

No call. No card. Nothing.

Oh, it gets worse. Her birthday was more than two weeks ago. Forgetting is bad enough, but forgetting for two weeks? Shameful.

I'm trying to think of something to make up for the fact that I'm a dog. Suggestions?


Bleeping chores.

I'm having a difficult time getting to everything on the weekend. Cleaning the bathroom, dusting, and folding mounds of laundry are the *last* things I want to do on my days off.

So...I still need to clean the bathroom, dust, and I still have mounds of laundry to fold and put away.

I should be tackling that list.

But instead, I'm taking a couple of Tylenol PM and going to bed.

Because I am a modern day ostrich.