My oldest got his first zit. That makes it time to look for the latest acne treatment out there on the market. Is it Clearasil or is it Masingil? Or is it not ill at all? How am I to know if this is really the beginning of acne or if this is just a fellow who needs to wash his face more often? And is it wrong that I’m proud he got a zit?
Obviously yes, it is but just how wrong is it? Are we talking therapy for him later wrong or a mom’s annoying story level of wrong?
You know what I’m saying?
I have one daughter who grows like a weed. You’d think I’d given her hgh or something. They say that when you measure a kid at 2years old and double it, that’s how tall they’ll be when they grow up, so in her case we’re looking at 6’6″. I already knew I’d end up the shortest in the family but I really didn’t think it would be by a foot.
IT’S RAINING!!
I love the rain and even if I lived in Seattle I would love the rain. The dust mite commercial on the TV right now is kind of harshing my rain buzz but I suppose it will end soon and I can continue to watch the cure little rain drops hitting the pool.
Ah, contentment.
I don’t need to look for the best slimming pills when I have my sweat diet going on. I spend 4 hours in the sauna called my living room unpacking and I loose 2 pounds. At this rate I only need to put in a week of unpacking and I’ll reach my goal weight.
Two weeks and I’ll dwindle down to nothing.
Not that I’m bragging all you people out there who actually exercise to burn off weight.
I am dog tired. It might be the fact that I’ve been chugging caffeine all day and am finally crashing. Or it may be the fact that we’re keeping the house at 84 to save money. Top that little tidbit off with the fact that part of the house seems to not be connected to the A/C and I’ve been working in 90 degree heat and we may have the real reason behind my fatigue.
Resolve: I will get someone to come out and tell me why half the house won’t cool BEFORE winter comes and it becomes pointless.
We’ve moved… and all out mirrors are going back up….and I don’t get dressed in the dark anymore….and I’ve become a little bit hairline challenged. But I’ve got priorities so instead of getting some shampoo for thinning hair or looking into plugs for women, I’m still on the look out for a good pair of summer sandals. Ones that I won’t break my foot in (sling back) and ones that I don’t have to worry about nail polish for (closed toe). But it seems that the only closed toe, closed back sandals on the market are called tennis shoes and I already have a pair of those.
A bowl of Doritos, a home made chocolate chip cookie and a nice tall glass of skim milk (which makes this snack healthy). Yum yum. Of course I’ve only done this because I exercised this morning. And the skim milk in combination with the exercise make it so I think that I’m ok to eat the bad stuff. Only time (and tomorrow’s weigh in) will tell.
I’m definitely a person in search of a bargain. My cost cutting measures have reached the point where the only place left to make significant cuts is the food budget. I’ve got the cheapest car insurance, no cable bill, gone on the time-of-use plan for electricity, cut my gas bill in half and even switched to skim milk (cheaper than other milks at some stores). But how do I make significant cuts and still feed the kids who see a fruit and then hoover said fruit. It doesn’t matter how much fruit they eat, they want more. And fruit is expensive. I think we’re going to become “popvegan” (yes, I just made that up). That would be people who eat no meat or animal by products – just butter free popcorn. On special occasions I’ll let them add salt.
I HATE paying the bills. It gives me a burst of negative energy that makes it difficult for me to be civil. It’s not ME being a total meanie – it’s the bills that are MAKING me be a total meanie. With an ‘ie’ and not a ‘y’. I should know better than to try to come up with a budget on my daughter’s birthday. So I officially am putting this away (just as soon as I make one vital money transfer that will keep us afloat for an additional week). Oh how I long for the days when I could feel as if $10 in my account meant I was free an clear instead of living in this weird mire that makes me think $200 isn’t enough to cover the spending I’ve forgotten about.
I took my mom on an adventure! We went through the self checkout at the grocery story and she got to use the barcode scanner. I think this was a first for my pre-WWII mom having always seen but never used the device. And it was my first time to see how those checkouts handle actual cash. Mind you, I wasn’t the one with actual cash on me – it was my mother. Pretty hand if you find yourself in a jam and all you have on you is cash.
Yes I am joking around about the last part. Even I stoop to cash use every once in a while and I actually get a little trill about not using my card. I usually end up spending more, though.
It turns out you can’t let a jelly and cheese puff stain sit for 2 months and expect it to come out with just cold water on a wash cloth. I realize that I’m not that good at this whole washing clothes in standard ways thing (what do you mean by ‘separate your colors?)’, but I would have expected a bit more grease resistance on kid’s clothing. I have to give the manufacturers a pass since there is a time issue here that I didn’t pay any attention to. And to top it all off, I just dangled my participle.
Each year about this time I start worrying about sending the kids back to school. I feel like I’m abandoning them. I can see already that sending them off to college is going to be a huge problem – I can’t cut the apron strings.
Each year about this time I start thinking about how I can always home school them. I think about where we would have class and what school furniture I would get (chalk board or white erase; desks or just sit at the dining room table). And then I remember that I can’t teach someone to read. I can teach them to add or subtract and I could probably teach them comprehension but I don’t have the patience required to get them to sound out words.
Which means they’re going to school and I’ll just have to hide my tears that first week like I always do.
My daughter learned a valuable lesson the other day. She suddenly found out you can not cool off your head standing behind a fan. A hunk of her hair was ripped from her head when it got sucked in and wrapped around the fan blade. No blood and in her words, “I didn’t cry. I squeaked.” The bald spot is hard to find and hopefully it won’t be too noticeable when the hair grows back in. And although the fan appeared broken after catching her (the blade stopped rotating) removal of the hair proved to be the cure. They’re both now back in business.
I’ve heard of horse saddles and horse shoes and horse flies but until today I didn’t know what horse tack was. It sounds like something you do on a boat but apparently all the stuff I mentioned before IS the horse tack (not the horse flies). It’s all the nifty gadgets and toys you could ever possibly want for your horse and then some. Amanzing. Who knew?
I’m getting a spa treatment as I type – from my daughters. The older one is brushing my hair and directing the other one to get her hands soapy and then wiping them in my hair. If I play my cards right I may be able to work a back scratch out of them as well.
Wish me luck.
Sure it may be the fact that I had to go a couple days without a shower since we were moving and I couldn’t raise my foot over the side of the tub since I was so tired but my skin isn’t looking as nice as it did just a couple weeks ago. SO now on top of the anti aging cream and the weight loss pills I’m reading things like pronexin reviews to help beautify myself. Thank goodness my better half doesn’t notice all these things since the only thing I really follow through on is brushing my teeth.
I’ve been watching too much HGTV. I want to have more modern furniture and I’ve convinced myself that all I need to do is paint it all black. The bed will be black, the bureaus will be black and all the bookcases will be black. And all the walls will be yellow. I will paint the cabinetry blue and the front door will be red. I will paint, paint, paint until everything looks like it has been given a beutiful sheen (it will all be a gloss finish).
The clouds are in the sky, the dew point is up and the artificially created start to the monsoon has come and gone. I think it might rain some day soon. And it would really be a good thing. It’s that time of year when I can’t remember the last time it rained and I’m starting to forget what it even looks like. Of course the last time, 3 inches came down in 3 days and a nearby town got beached. They didn’t actually flood, they just became surrounded by water. The kids got a rain day.
My husband told me that if I hinted I wanted jewelry for 2 holidays or special occasions in a row and didn’t get any, it would be fine if I bought my own. Well that has come and past and now I’m looking (hoping the day will come when such a thing will once again become an affordable luxury). I don’t think I’ve got the guts to buy gold online but I also feel guilty when I go into a store knowing I won’t be buying anything so I’m at a bit of an impasse. For now, I liberally browse on line stores which have shops I could one day go into. Fun fun.
Freedom
Friday, July 9th, 2010Here’s an interesting definition of freedom:
“All people deserve very good life time and credit loans or short term loan would make it much better. Because freedom is based on money state.”
It seems to me that not having loans would put one in a better ‘money state’ and that not having loans would make a person free from debt. But I guess real freedom is about how long it takes you to be crushed to death by debt.
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