Miscellaney and Stuff

Such a creative title, lol. I've been laughing at myself and the random wonderings (or should that be wanderings?) of my mind lately. Thought I'd give you all a chance to laugh at/with me.

Apparently the sun is only allowed to shine for one day during Nashville springtime before the spring rainstorms hit. This bears out with the 10-day forecast. I may have to keep track just for the sake of amusement. Yeah, I don't get out much.

Whilst searching the volleyball tournament venue for a beverage that was not carbonated and was not water and did not contain copious amounts of sugar, I discovered I am in LOVE with SOBE Lifewater 0. Which, of course, means that it will probably give me cancer or have some other horrible side effect. Don't tell me. I don't want to know. I found some locally on sale (10/$10) at Publix. Bliss.

Why is it that smart girls are attracted to really stupid bad boys? I thought Diva might break the trend. Apparently not. I know from personal experience that one does grow out of it. But, I think Perfectionist Child's take on boys (they are all inherently flawed and mostly just good for making fun of) is much easier to deal with in the short term. Meanwhile, there is much drama over stupid bad boys at our house.

Pondering what DH is going to have to do to make it up to me: I have to give up Moonlight Stitching in May for his annual firm dinner (which neither of us really enjoy, but feel obligated to attend). I think I deserve something really wonderful. Feel free to offer excellent suggestions to stimulate my creativity.

I hate growing out my bangs. I can't remember why I thought this would be a good idea. What was I thinking?!?! They are now about an inch short of my chin. Too short to tuck behind the ear. Too long to look decent just hanging there. Pinning the bangs back makes me look like I am trying to be too young. Have a hair appointment on Tuesday, which cannot come soon enough. I hope Jan's creative juices are flowing. Otherwise, I may just tell her to cut it all off! I really hate it when I can't make my hair look decent no matter how hard I try.

My daffodils are really pretty this year. I love daffodils in that rainbows, butterflies, and puppy dogs sort of way. If the sun shines again (rumor is that it will appear again on Saturday), I may just take some photos.

Are teenagers too stupid to realize that the parent need only log on to the online account to see all the texting history (dates, time, to/from)? Yes, female children in my house, I do mean you. I know EXACTLY who you are texting and when. Do not attempt to out fox a former auditor.

After being gone much of the past two weeks, I have a HUUUUUGE to-do list. I was really productive Monday and Tuesday. Then my motivation decided to go on vacation. I *need* it to come back, but can't say I really want it to. I'd be a much happier person if I could just spend a couple of days stitching (guilt-free, of course). I've said this before, but I need a wife rather than being the wife all the time. If you know where my motivation went on vacation, will you tell me so I can join it?

My MIL is "not speaking" to me because I don't call her anymore. Not sure whether to laugh hysterically or throw a party. However, she is still baking cookies for DH regularly (as in whenever he runs out, she bakes more). How many 45 year old men still have their mommy bake them cookies? Cue more manic laughter.

Cheerleading is the most expensive sport ever invented. Just ask my bleeding checkbook. And that's all I have to say about that.

So, I'm in St. Louis with Diva. DH decides to do the grocery shopping. He normally does this chore, but I give him a written list. He has no list. He calls me (remember, I am in St. Louis) asking me to dictate a shopping list. Umm, how exactly am I supposed to know what you and Perfectionist Child have eaten (and thus we are out of/low on) the past week? Does he think my Super Wife powers include a real-time inventory of the refrigerator and pantry in my head? Damn, I'm more powerful than I thought I was!

That's all you get today. I'm done. Pretty sure it's time to stitch. After all, I'm Super Wife! Wonder if that means dinner will cook itself...