One of my other brothers is in town for the summer. He’s recently graduated with a BAS in mathematics and physics. I maintain that you have not truly enjoyed a sci-fi movie unless you’ve watched it with a physicist. Even the most serious moments turn funny as you listen to them rant about why this or that is completely unrealistic based on various laws of physics. Don’t bother trying to point out that the entire universe the movie takes place in is in a fantasy world. That only inspires a rant on what laws they’ve implied exist bases on earlier parts of the movie, and how they’re not only breaking established laws which govern the universe, but their own fantasy world laws as well. It really is quite entertaining. It’s educational too if you’re capable of following said rant.
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We’ve been without power two nights in a row. Despite the storm, the heat hasn’t abated much. It’s been miserable co-sleeping in this heat, even though the kids don’t climb in bed with us until the wee morning hours. This morning the power came back on, and with it, the AC. Squeaker quite perfectly expressed the group sentiment by crawling over to the AC vent, sitting on top of it, and happily clapping his hands.
So apparently that storm last night was a Derecho. My husband and father went outside to observe. I stayed inside fending off thoughts of tornadoes plowing through. Granted, we never get tornadoes here, but it was fairly obvious from the outset that this was no regular storm. Everything about it felt wrong to me. We had no touch downs in our area, though some places did. And turns out that derecho’s typically do spawn many tornadoes. This particular one did not. Also, most of these storms are confined to the midwest. I’d never heard of one before today. Heck of a storm.
Anonymous quote. But the picture is mine.
I’m going to clean up the house this week. No really, I am. Ok, I’m at least going to try.
My house is a wreck. At least it is to me. It might seem hazmat material or perfectly clean to you, depending on what your own personal messiness scale is. There’s no garbage on the floor. Except for some food near the highchair, and this diaper I just found that somehow got kicked under the playpen. Oh, and there’s that empty chip bag that was cracking Squeaker up earlier because it crinkles.
There are toys everywhere. They’re like tribbles. How did I end up with so many toys? And why won’t they stay in the play room? Not that anyone plays with these toys. I put the toys away. Then they end up all over the living room despite the fact that I never actually see the kids playing with them. But the kids play with everything else, which explains the rest of the mess. Well, most of it. Shoes are apparently toys. So are pots, pans, spoons, paper cups (the real ones are too high to reach), pillows, paper towels, DVD cases, remote controls, sponges, diapers, towels, cardboard tubes, boxes, clothes, you get the idea. If it’s not a toy, it gets played with and strewn about the house. If it is a toy, it just gets strewn about the house.
I don’t really straighten up very often. It seems like the house hits this plateau of messy, where if I wait a few days it’s not really going to look any worse. Conversely, if I do clean the house it will look as if I’ve done absolutely nothing within 24-48 hours.
So, back to cleaning up this week. I’ve decided to go room by room. Monday, livning room; Tuesday, kitchen; Wednesday, bedrooms; Thursday, bathrooms; Friday, rest, maybe. A thorough spring cleaning. Get rid of clothes that don’t fit, stuff that we don’t use much, maybe even start packing for out move this summer.
I’m just so tired of the clutter.
Wish me luck.
Oh dear. I’ve gotten mixed feedback on starting to potty train Mr. Bug. Several think I’ve started to early, and several others think I’ve started far too late. I figure 26 months is as good as any other time.
Today was day 1. Most of the day was spent mopping pee up off the floor. He did actually pee in the potty once, but that was accidental. He was sitting on the potty while playing, and just happened to need to go during the hour he used it as a chair. He promptly peed on the floor again 30 minutes later.
I don’t mind cleaning up the pee. What I do mind is my toddler thinking pee is something to play in. He pees on the floor, then sits in it and starts splashing as I grab for a nearby towel to clean it with. A couple times, by the time I reached him he had turned part way upside down and was rubbing his hair in it as though trying to mop it. My child is strange. We ended the day with a nice long bath.
My new years resolution is to do a better job at cultivating/maintaining friendships. I love and hate Facebook. It gives me a bit of a window into my friends lives, but encourages me to be passive about those friendships. You feel like you’re keeping up with what is going on in their life, but really, you only have a surface view, and your friendship becomes very superficial. And yes, I know none of this is new news. Ironically, my first step towards fixing this issue was to send messages to friends I hadn’t talked to in some time. I don’t know if this was the best way to go about renewing friendships or not, but it seemed like the easiest way to get a hold of everyone. Most of them live too far away to hang out with regularly anymore, so really, the options are Facebook message, or phone call. I’d love to get to the point where I’m talking with my friends on the phone regularly, but minutes cost money and Facebook is free. So I’ll do the best I can with what I’ve got. Hopefully much of this will be resolved if I get to move back to my hometown later this year. I much prefer personal interaction to phone or message communication. I felt really awkward sending messages to some of my old friends. I have no idea how this gesture will be received. But I don’t really know how to make it less awkward, so I hope we can all just push past it and reconnect. I’m just as shy and awkward in person, so at least the messages remain true to my character. And would it really be any less weird if I called you on the phone or showed up at your door instead of sending a message? If anything, I think it would be even more awkward. Here’s hoping I can actually follow through on this resolution. I think it is a worthy one.
P.S. If you happen to be reading this, know me, and I haven’t gotten a hold of you yet, it’s nothing personal. I’m just absent minded. Feel free to message me instead.