Well it's been longer than usual between posts for me. You all probably thought that after my last entry that I had gone a driven off a cliff or something. Nope, still here. Things are improving but I can tell I'm not back to my normal happy place just yet because of my over-reaction to a large OJ spill this morning. Why is it that I can be so polite and patient when a friend spills a bunch of white punch on my carpet last night? But spill OJ on the tablecloth at my breakfast table and your head could end up on the chopping block!
Adding to my issues as of late could also be the fact that the poop has once again been stirred. The poop being the issue of my being too candid on my blog and it causing all kinds of hoopla a month or so ago. I have learned something from this (I hope) and will not go into more details here on the blog, but let's just say the pain goes on. This time for another party, not me. But pain none-the-less. It hurts. And I started it. (sorta).
But on to other things- The real thing I started off thinking about for today has to do with an oil change at Jiffy Lube. Whenever I think of Jiffy Lube now I remember the movie Juno. Where she writes her intentions on the back of a Jiffy Lube receipt and in the end the adoptive mother frames it and hangs it in the nursery. "If you're in I'm in" Great movie. Some scenes I could have done without but seriously funny script there.
Yet once again I digress. What is it with that? I spend most of my blogging time digressing. No wonder my husband says my entries get too long... It's like I have ADD or something, I can't stick with just one idea. Maybe this post should just be all about the act of digressing. I do it with housework too. I go downstairs to say, I don't know, pick up the forks and things from the baby shower I threw last night and then I end up in the laundry room to throw something away in the big trash can. Before you know it I am switching over a forgotten load of laundry, then the phone rings, and I can't find the phone because I was too distracted to hang it up the last time. Then after the phone conversation is over I see the mailman. While going to get the mail, I weed a few weeds then I come inside and see the birds are all out of bird seed. Yikes- gotta feed them. Then I'm also hungry. So I gofor an Oreo with milk. Next Baby Girl has soiled herself, and it's time for a nap so I read to her and rock her. Then I'm off to read blogs and comment and sit down and write something. However, there are still more things to pick up from the shower downstairs. The first task I had planned on doing is only one step into being done. And now all I want to do is take a nap! (This is reality writing I am not making this stuff up). It's like I am living in one of those books by Laura Joffe Numeroff. Those Mouse Cookie books. Does this happen to others as well? Perhaps I should borrow some of my son's meds. I hear they suppress the appetite- bonus! Nah- that didn't turn out so well for Lynnette Scavo.
Maybe I'll try and blog about Jiffy Lube tomorrow.