Snow!!! Shoo! Go away! We don't want you anymore!

Damn snow. *snarl*

Fuuuuuck.

C has the chicken pox. Grarr. Kept me up all night of course. SO was kind enough to let me sleep in (read: I pushed him out of bed and told him "get up with the kids I was up with C all night" and then growled until he did so).

K hasn't shown any signs of it yet. Let's hope.

On the bright side, at least she doesn't have head lice again. Fucking school. Hate other people. Hate hate hate.

My job has been nuts and stressful as all get out, mostly because it involves customs, and you can imagine how fun it's been trying to get things across the border recently. Yeah. Fucking politics.

Also, I was re-introduced to an amusing toy by W.

Actually, I chose "supervillain."

Dark Force (Dark-Force, Darkforce, Force Dark, Force-Dark, Forcedark)
Power(s): Hold breath indefinitely, Precognition, Unaided outer space travel
Source of powers: Mutant mutant
Weapon: Trick Pencil
Transportation: Stone Kayak

http://home.hiwaay.net/~lkseitz/comics/herogen/

Went over to muh girl S's house last night about 9pm just to yap a while. RV showed up with tickets to JS & T's buck and doe. Still amazed JS is getting married. Also discovered that RBi is getting married. Holy jebus fuck. Never expected it from that guy.

Drove RV home afterward, been a while since we'd talked so we yapped the whole way there. I think I worried him a little with some of the stuff I told him (no it is none of your business) but he'll bounce back. Always does.

Came home smelling of cigarettes which of course bothered SO. But he takes it in stride. He told me about this friend of ours PT split up with his wife JT. Apparently she was having one of them there internet affairs? Yeah. So she kicked him out. Talk about fucked up, man. They have two kids together and he barely sees them now meanwhile this separation isnt' even his fault. Fuuuuck.

I only have a few more weeks. Then I can have coffee again. No wait I can't. Damn.

I need to re-dye my hair already. Fucking roots.

I haven't been sleeping well lately. Nothing new, but bothersome, because I feel exhausted all the time now.

Words come so difficultly lately.

I'm finding I have to explain myself more than usual, because of this. I say only somewhat what I mean and then have to back-track to explain what I'm really trying to say.

Call me miss crazy-go-nuts.

Holy crap, it's Wednesday! Time is slipping through my fingers.

C got her hair cut yesterday and let me tell ya, she looks mahhhvelous. SO buzzed K's hair too but left a bit of bangs and he looks so cute. :) I love my kids.

Time to go make C's lunch before I go to work.

I have a lot to say about the visit with my cousin this weekend, but I am finding that my mind has turned to putty due to craptastic workday.

It was a good visit. Wine and laughter and making fudge at almost midnight. The Iron Chef and reading futures. My kids crawling all over her and I feeling like the worst mom in the world. My own mother calling every frickin' hour on the hour to see if I needed help "entertaining". Said in tones like "awww isn't that sweet, little G is entertaining!" I'm twenty-fucking-six. Give me a break. Had to cave and allow her to send over pillows and blankets so she could feel like she had contributed to the visit and made it all better or somesuch.. She ends up sneaking some cake over despite my protests.

Cake is still on counter untouched. So there! We talked about so many things and it was like stumbling over words trying to get it all out. Years of stories to unfold. We still weren't finished by the time the visit was over.

I sent her home with FABULOUS PRIZES and she gave me something nice too :) The kids were spoiled with toys of course. They cried when LP left.

The thing with visits is, I always feel so up when they are here, and then completely exhausted when they leave. But happy. It is sad that our family has lost touch through time. It is nice that we children are picking the torch back up, dusting it off, and starting again.

I think that's all I have to report. Oh! No it isn't!

I got a CD in the mail from Wa! So yay! Thanks Wa! It was perfect timing, my day had been really sucky till then.

So.

I have been planning a surprise party for SO for his birthday. His birthday falls on good friday this year. I had totally planned this based on the fact that he would be at work and I'd have some time to gather stuff/people together.

Now I realize that Good Friday is a frickin' paid holiday for him! *cry*

What do I do What do I do WhatdoIdo???

Fuuuuck.

This totally puts a cog in my works. Fuckety fuck fuck. And I already sent invites and things out. Damnit.

I don't want to have to break down and tell him but what can I do? :/

My heart feels so heavy. Like it is slowly cracking.

You are the fox.


Saint Exupery's 'The Little Prince' Quiz.
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This was a good weekend. I cleaned like mad all Saturday with the windows wide open and my "old sad bastard music" as some like to call it serenading the neighborhood. I felt alive and wonderful.

Then I went over to my parents' and visited with my vavo, I literally hadn't seen her in years and she just loved visiting with my kids. She was pretty happy to see me too. My two aunts came with her and my one aunt brought her new boyfriend. He was really nice.

Came home, fuddled around a bit and then went to bed at a semi-decent hour. Woke up early with the kidlets and after making them breakfast (they are really into eggo waffles right now) and then made some chocolate chip muffins, mmmm! SO got up and did his thing for a while, then declared that we should all go out and enjoy the sun and good weather. So we got our act together and walked around, the weather was wonderful! God I miss good weather. I'm hoping it sticks.

Sat in Tim Horton's and drank some hot chocolate and just pandered about a while. Then we came home and I took a short nap that was interrupted by a little dinosaur named K insisting I be a dinosaur too. Then I made some pasta, we had some lunch, yadda yadda. Took a *real* nap in the afternoon only to be woken up by my daughter asking if we could still go to the movies.

We went and saw Jungle Book 2, and I actually didn't mind it. I was really rather skeptical, since Disney sequels tend to be on the squidgy side. It was little K's first time in the theatre, and they were both pretty good. We had the place to ourselves which was nice. Ten minutes before the movie ended, though, K thought we were done because we'd run out of popcorn! Little imp.

Went to pizza place, bought some, came home, watched another Disney movie on television, and put the kids to bed. Now I relax a little.

S just called and told me JD had her baby. A little boy, 9 lbs 3 oz. They named him Logan Paul. Yes, Logan as in Wolverine. MR (JD's husband)is crazy about that character.

Now the man is playing EQ and I need to find a way to amuse myself because I am wide awake. Hmmm.

This morning I told qous a story. I bet you are hella jealous.

qs: so... do you want to tell me a story? ^_^
g: hehee
g: what would you like the story to be about?
qs: hmm...
qs: robots and mars and potatoes and mexico!
g: oh ho!
g: ok then!
qs: hehehe
g: once upon a time, there was a robot named blippety
g: he was a happy sort of robot, who had a potato farm in texas
g: what does this have to do with mexico, you ask?
g: well!
g: blippety the robot was in love with a caterpillar
g: by the name of frank
g: now frank, he was mexican
g: and their visits were few and far between
g: so blippety concocted a plan:
g: the potato farm was a front
g: he used the juice from the potatos to make
g: rocket fuel!
qs: woah!
g: he was a very clever robot.
qs: i didn't realize you could do that.
g: neither did i!
g: so!
g: blippety was one day happily harvesting his potatoes
g: it was a good crop that year
g: meanwhile, frank the caterpillar started to feel sleepy
g: he crawled under the hot mexican sun
g: to try and find a place to nap.
g: he hid under some leaves
g: but the sun was too hot
g: "i know!" he said
g: "i will wrap myself up in a little cocoon. that will keep me hid from the sun"
g: so he started to do so
g: and all the while, blippety was harvesting and getting his rocket fuel ready
g: blippety was going to move to mars with frank!
g: where they could be together forever!
qs: yaay!
g: when blippety was done with his plans, he went to go rescue frank from his mexican prison
g: BUT COULD NOT FIND HIM ANYWHERE!
g: "Frank!" he called
g: to no avail
g: blippety got very, very sad.
qs: aww
g: all the while, frank was soundly sleeping in his coccoon
g: not knowing, that he was... changing!
g: blippety hunted high and low
g: and just as he was about to give up
g: he heard a rustling
g: and a bustling
g: under some leaves
g: slowly, his robot joints creaked as he crouched low to see what was going on
g: and low and behold, this beeyouuutiful moth emerged!
qs: yow!
g: "hello there," blippety called, "have you seen my friend frank?"
g: and frank blinked a little, and thought maybe blippety had gone crazy
g: "It's me, blippety, it's me!"
g: blippety's robot eyes flashed in amazement
g: but...
g: but...
qs: uh-oh
g: "but you're not a caterpillar?"
g: frank looked confused.
g: of COURSE i am. i was just hiding in this coccoon away from the sun, see... and...
g: just then frank noticed his reflection in blippety's shiny metal chest
g: frank gasped in shock!
g: it was true!
g: he had changed!
g: frank cried and flew away.
g: "COME BACK!" blippety protested
g: and started to give chase
g: frank hid behind some trees.
g: blippety searched high and low
g: wasting almost all his rocket fuel in the process!
g: finally, he heard some sniffling
g: and some snuffling
g: behind the trees
g: "ohhh, frank, are you ok?"
g: frank cried into blippety's shoulder
qs: ohh...
g: "frank, just because you are changed, doesn't mean i don't still love you! come live with me on mars!"
g: frank looked up at blippety with his little moth eyes
g: in disbelief
g: "really?"
g: *sniffle*
g: "yes."
g: and blippety cradled frank in his robot hand, and flew them both to mars!
g: and they lived happily ever after.
g: THE END.
qs: HOOORAY!!!
g: :-)
qs: yay! thank you!
g: that was a silly story
g: you're welcome :-)
qs: hehe
qs: well, i'd imagine it would be, what with potatoes and mexico and robots and mars

feeling unravelled.

wanted to explain how i am and found that in the end, i couldn't, not without feeling completely stupid and crazy.

and then realizing that at least i know the reasons. and that is something, non?

<p> messssssnesssssss

<g> hey perdedorface

<p> TELL ME A SLEEPYTIME STORY

<g> ok

<g> uhm

<g> hehe

<g> once upon a time

<g> there was a bear

<p> a polar bear?

<g> named... uh.... beary mc bearington

<g> yes a polar bear

<g> and this polar bear loved to go skating

<g> but he could not afford new skates

<g> and his own pair was worn through

<g> because polar bears, as you know, are pretty fierce on their belongings.

<g> so beary mcbearington went to the store.

<g> the store was run by his arch nemesis

<g> flappy. the penguin.

<g> (my sleepytime stories are guaranteed to knock you out with boredom)

<g> so beary mcbearington went to flappy's

<g> and walked in but oh no!

<p> teeeheee

<g> it was mating season!

<g> and as you know, penguins only mate once a year

<g> so flappy was awful mad

<p> whoa, porno!

<g> i'm sorry, i cannot help it.

<g> would you rather i have flappy playing checkers?

<g> :P

<p> nah, penguin sex is mildly soothing

<g> hehee

<g> they mate for life you k now.

<g> or so the books say

<g> but the books lie, says i

<g> because supposedly, so do swans. but there's this one don juan swan in our city

<g> that totally mates with everyone.

<g> anyway, i'm digressing.

<g> where was i?

<p> BACK TO PENGUIN SEX

<g> ah yes.

<g> so flappy was tappin his old lady

<g> and kaboom down goes his door

<g> beary mcbearington stood abashed

<g> and then started laughing his ass off

<g> and who wouldn't? flappy was wearing a ridiculous costume

<g> it's not every day you see a penguin wearing a polar bear suit.

<g> his lady had this thing about fur, see.

<g> so flappy got all pissed off and started throwing things at beary mc bearington

<g> (while still banging away)

<g> and beary kept laughing, hoping flappy would throw a new pair of ice skates at him

<g> and he did!

<g> so beary was happy

<g> and left flappy's

<g> (bored yet?)

<g> so then he went down to the ice skating area

<g> and tried on his skates

<g> but OH NO! they were too small

<g> just then, an eskimo skated on by

<g> and behold! the eskimo's feet were the same size as beary's!

<g> so you know what he did?

<p> he licked him!

<g> hehee

<g> yes

<g> he licked the eskimo to death!

<g> then he stole all his drugs

<g> so beary was high as a kite and skating along Danger Pond

<g> when suddenly...

<g> the ice cracked!

<g> oh no!

<g> beary fell in!

<p> ooooo

<g> now. bears can swim. this is true.

<g> but drugs are not waterproof!

<g> beary was a sad little bear.

<g> in frustration, he went back to flappy's

<g> where flappy was still there. in costume. smoking a sardine cigar.

<g> beary TORE FLAPPY INTO LITTLE BITS

<g> and scattered his remains all over the store!

<g> and then he was happy again.

<g> the end.

<p> yeah!

<g> that was the stupidest story ever.

<g> thank you for sitting through it.

<p> hehe, no problem. but now I go sleepy.

<g> yes

<g> night night mister

<p> thank thank you mucho mucho for the story lady

<g> hehe

<g> any time friend

* p tosses rubber ninjas and disappears into cloud of ninjasmoke

<g> hehee

I slept in today. SHoulda rolled over and went back to bed.

My throat hurts. Has a big lumpy hurty feeling in it. Hurts to swallow.

C-O, I maintain, the answer re: the costume is no.

Consensus: my hair caused havoc at work.

Forklift driver almost drove into a machine.

Cause fits of giggles amongst Human Resources team.

Was told twice that I looked like crap.

Was told a zillion more times that I looked better with this hair.

Was told once to "Shine on".

Was told once that I was "very brave".

Was told by a co-worker that they believe I am passive-aggressive, and that even though I have a calm exterior, my inner self is CHAOS. And that the new hair symbolizes this.

Craned necks and double-takes.

Amusing. But none of these are the reason why I did it.