Saturday, March 29, 2008

I'm ok, really

I had a great night. Went out with friends to a fundraiser for a home for parapalegics. There was a fabulous band and a bar. Got to dance and make friends with the bartenders. So afar I'm gdoing ok. Well. I bought a couple of drink tyckets as did my friends but they are all olders than me and didn't use all theri tickets so kept handing them to me saying, "Go get a drink." But homsetly I'm fine. I'd liek to danc esome more!

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

I can never do housework again! (darn it all)

Shaughnessy was at day care, Clararose was happily playing in the living room so I thought I could dash upstairs and do something about the cesspool that is the bathroom. I kept calling down to Clara and each time she answered me with, "Mama" or "baby", or "Doe No" (Don't know). So she was fine.

Got the sink and counters all pretty, picked up the clothes from the floor, did the loo and figured I'd better go check on her.She was SPINNING in the living room...I mean like a top. So I called her and she stopped (with difficulty) to look at me.Chocolate everywhere and one in her hand.

Race into the kitchen to find any and all foil wrapped easter chocolates are GONE. Wrappers everywhere. Clararose still spinning in the living room, laughing her head off.Its a good thing I didn't buy them much and that we hid most of it in a high cupboard but still.

On the plus side, she slept for nearly 4 hours this afternoon...

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Standing in my closet I...

throw back my head and rail at the skies that I have NOTHING TO WEAR! Or something like that anyway. I can't actually see the sky from my closet. Why are all my clothes so old? Why are they all so teacherish looking. Oh right. The teaching thing 8 years ago. That might be it.

I actually have a date with himself this Sunday. No kids just us. So what do I wear to go see irish folks leaping about, not using their arms? I'd like to look nice. I have a very nice celtic design carved corset but somehow don't think that would be terrible appropriate.

But what about something on the same lines? I have no blanket orders right now so I have time. There are corset type tops aplenty in the shops...I could embroider one with some knotwork. Would that be too weird? Or I have trim, celtic dogs, in green and white...maybe? Maybe too odd.

I need Stacey and Clinton. They really need to come get me!

Monday, March 24, 2008

The Virgin Posts!

Sorry, that should be The virgin post, no s. I guess as this is my blog I can do what I want so I'm diving in and if that doesn't suit you...well I'll live with myself somehow.:)

Had a very long weekend, but a good one. Actually Saturday was fairly lazy but Sunday made up for it. It was good to see Granny again. And funnily enough she did not make any comments about seeing her great granddaughters for the last time. This could be worrisome. She always says that crap. Hopefully she sticks around to bug us about our weight and hair for many years to come. That is not the royal "we" or "us" by the way, she just picks on every female in the family.

The girls got far too much chocolate and I'm eating it. So much for Weight Watchers! Oh hell I'll be good next week. maybe. possibly. There's always hope.

Darling sister yelled at me (in a jokey way) when I said something about the high heels she *used* to wear. She is determined to get into them again. Her foot has healed (heeled? lol) in spite of it being broken for 3 months before she got a cast. However she is still under doc's orders of no high heels. And she likes the killer-I'd-break-something-important-trying-to-walk-in-those shoes.

I have 2 chocolates that I took away from Shaughnessy sitting on the computer desk. They are NOT calling to me. honest. for true. oh damn. no chocolate no chocolatenochocolatenochocolatenochocolatenochocolatenochocolate.

Must now think of something for said sister's birthday. Her 30th. She says she's not doing anything because all her friends are "getting married, having stag/ettes, going away, starting school" and her birthday "inconviences" them. So she's re-scheduling it for November.

EXCUSE ME? November is mine and it may be a crappy month but its still MINE MINE MINE! Ahem.

I'll visit her at least. In April. November is...not an option. (MINE!)

no chocolate no chocolate no chocolate...

Bellydance class tomorrow....cannot believe I have to be in a recital again. At my age!! Aren't recitals for cute little girls in tutus and skating dresses? Plus the darn thing is getting close and I know B thinks I can't do the routine. I can! But not when teacher is sitting there watching me dance all by my lonesome because the rest of my group didn't show for the practice. Gimme a break.

IS there any more? Tuesday tomorrow...bit early in the week to be calling MIL to come rescue me and the girls from the 4 walls of doom. Plus she's babysitting on Sunday so himself and I can go to a concert. Date night! Or afternoon! Either way Woot!