October 24 2006

October 24 2006,
originally uploaded by sarahmichelef.

Are we sure today's not Monday?

I had forgotten how much longer it takes to get out of the house when you have to put a toddler in a coat and hat and mittens. Also didn't even manage to go to the bathroom until 45 minutes after the alarm had gone off, and that was over TRex's protestations that really, she needed to put on her slippers 10 minutes before we left to go to daycare. I convinced her that her sneakers were a better option and explained how sometimes grownups and big kids who use the potty have to go to the bathoom RIGHT NOW and that this was one of those times.

And then, while unloading TRex and all her stuff from the car at daycare, I smacked my pineal eye on the corner of the car door. The picture is what it looked like after about an hour of on-and-off icing.

Can I have a do-over?

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I don't know why it took me so long to start reading Dooce, but it did.  And today she posted some of the funniest video I've ever seen (totally work safe, unless your work finds dogs with spaghetti on their heads offensive).

Oy-freaking-vey

Decided not to work out because my head has been unhappy all day (due to the bump).  Bending over hurts mightily.  Feh.

At 2:40 I look up and go "oh CRAP it's 2:40, I haven't showered, and I was planning to make pasta sauce tonight.  And I haven't gone to the store."

3 pm: done with shower.  Grab the things that I have to mail out of the linen closet.  Run downstairs to look up address for the package; GMail search doesn't work as quickly as I would like.  Make shopping list in the car. 
3:15 pm:  At Target.  Curse woman taking up entire envelope aisle contemplating her mailing needs.  Grab padded envelope.  Run to market aisle, discover that our normal fruit snacks are sold out; they have fruit string.  I contemplate for 2 seconds - and grab the fruit string.  TRex doesn't eat them all that often
3:30 pm:  At postoffice.  Address envelope, drop stuff in, use the machine to send it off to spanish_rhode.
3:45 pm:  Arrive at Wegman's.  Determine that I will not be making pasta sauce tonight.  Acquire fresh basil, garlic, mushrooms, and 10 pounds of rice.
4:15 pm:  home.  Put away groceries, rinse dishes in sink, take out very stinky garbage, generally tidy up.
4:30 pm:  Describe my afternoon on LJ.

Of course, the running around means that I didn't take M's shirts to the cleaner's or return the oodles of cans that need to go back.

Tonight is textile guild.  Hopefully it will be relaxing and I won't be forced to go all homicidal on the geeks-in-cloaks-in-chief.

WTF?

Anybody else having timestamp issues with LJ?  It's been all hinky on me for the past couple of weeks...