I’m feeling sappy as 2008 come to an end. My girls have grown so much :sniff: I have learned so many new things this year. Mostly, about myself and my kids. My circle of trust is very small. I need to work on that.
I have been reviewing milestones in my head. For some reason I can only think of a few. I am not sure if it’s because there are too many to remember or really only a few remarkable things for us this year. I’m hoping for the former.
I say that because I couldn’t even remember whether is was former or latter to use/ Seriously, I have to think of the Latter-Day Saints to clarify which is which. I rely heavily on mnemonics. And I’m becoming more ADD by the moment. Typing “mnemonics” made me think of that Keanu Reeves movie Johnny Mnemonic so I had to pull it up on IMDb. Then I was like “I haven’t seen Speed in a really long time. I watched that movie at least 40 times in high school.”
Just when I should be waxing poetic about Bear’s emerging speech, or about this year’s historic election, I have Keanu Reeves on my brain. And Speed. I have been wondering if I should ask my doctor for some speed, er, ritalin when I go in for my check-up. There are more people in my family on amphetamines in my family than not. I am the black sheep for not .
I am always complaining to myself about how I can’t focus. I have unfinished projects everywhere. As I sit here in the kitchen, I can see PTA posters I haven’t finished filling in so I can post them at school I see Fluffy’s December reading log I stopped writing on weeks ago. Yet, all I can think about is getting another cup of coffee.
My sister gave me a Senseo coffee pot that she isn’t using. I was all like “yeah! no more reheating cups of coffee all day! I can make a fresh cup each time I desire one.” I went to make the first cup and it dribbled down the machine and all over the counter. I was all “WTF? Am I being punked? Because I llok like sh*t and I don’t have a bra on. I would look terrible on camera.” She forgot to include the spout thing in the paper sack she threw all of the parts into. Sweet. I called her to ask about this piece and she had no idea waht I was talking about. I had to speak slowly. The. Part. That. Gets. The. Coffee. Into. The. Cup.
So, I’m trying to finish this post, I get up to find my coffee cup. It’s not where I left it. Bear is pushing the buttons on her Fisher-Price Wonder Pets Portable Playsets
My coffee cup isn’t in the living room, Mike has stolen it. He had the audacity to wash it and put it away. as if I were done. Pshaw. Never take the mama’s coffee cup. When she is done, it will appear in the sink for you to wash.
Wow, I am all about the quotation marks today. Now I need to shower and get out the door. Bear has therapy at 1 and I need to get to the bank before they close early.
Happy New Year!
