Random Thoughts Tuesday

Our dog, Max (a boxer), has been kicked out of the bedroom. My husband moved Max's bed to the loft area right outside our room because of his snoring.  The irony in this is that my husband snores just as much as the dog.  LOL.  Before Max was kicked out of the room, I couldn't really tell the difference because they sounded just alike.  On nights when I stay up later than my husband I often find myself feeling thankful that I'm a heavy sleeper.  If I wasn't, between the 2 of them, I don't know if I'd ever get a wink of sleep.

Monday seems to have been "How many things can I do to piss off Mommy" day.  I'm hoping to God that today is not a sequel to yesterday because I really don't think I could handle it.  Let's see...My little booger was found putting washcloths in the toilet, wringing them out on the bathroom floor, and then using them to clean the walls.  Blech!  The sad part is, I'm not sure what was dirtier, the toilet water, or the walls.  I also found her taking drinks from my water and spitting it back into the cup, um, thanks Meadow.  In retrospect, it is probably my fault for not paying her as much attention as normal. The issues with my work and the attorneys seemed to consume most of my time. Oh, and then there's this evil thing called The Internet.

For years, my husband's goal in life has been to get us near the ocean. We are both huge water lovers and have lived on, or really close to, inland lakes pretty much all of our lives (being in MI, that's not too hard).  The past couple years, he's joked that our next move will be to Florida.  That time may have come sooner than either of us thought.  Really, we assumed it would be when we were older and we would have a summer home in Northern MI and a winter home in FL.  Lately though, hubby is talking about making this move early in 2010.  I've mentioned before that his work has been doing layoffs and he fears that he'll be on the next list once the current project he's  doing is completed since he doesn't see what else they could have him do.  The possibility of moving down there in the next 6-9 months is both exciting and terrifying to me.  More on this another day.

Since I was showing Max some love, I felt that Jinx deserved some attention also.  You know, not wanting anyone to feel excluded, the good Mom that I am. LOL.  This is Jinx, our Long Haired Chihuahua and Pomeranian mix.  We got him back when mixed breeds were considered mutts instead of being expensive and given the title "hybrid".  I guess these days, he'd be a Pom-a-Chi or something like that.  Either way you go about it, he's a pain in the ass, and has the biggest attitude I've ever seen on a little dog...but we love him.

*Admission of something weird*  It used to be that the sight of a National Enquirer or some other crap magazine/paper with stories like "so and so predicts the world will end in 20xx" would throw me directly into a panic attack with repercussions that would last for days.  I've still not come to terms yet with just why this is so, but I've noticed lately that the dates that were included in all of the predictions are creeping up on us at warp speed.  What's your take on it?  At least, I think I want to know. LOL.  Personally, I'd just like life to go on spinning happily forever...and world peace.  LOL.  Luckily, thanks to something I like to refer to as Life on Prozac, this no longer sends me over the  edge.  I just hope it's not true.

I've been in a funk.  I need to snap out of it. Everything in my life is suffering from it.  Laundry is piling up, dishes aren't getting done, the kitchen floor is a mess, most days, I'm not even getting dressed until like 4:00 p.m. unless I have to for some reason, and my husband is getting annoyed at my lack of participation in the household chores (this annoyance has been going on for years).  I'm trying to lose weight, so obviously, this isn't helping with that either.  The couch might have a permanent imprint from my ass...I don't know for sure.  I've been too lazy to check.  I've even been too lazy to do my crafting, which I love.  So I must. get. off. my. butt.  Maybe I need to start a Meme day for checking in on my activities/weight loss for the week.  Wait...I saw one on someone's blog somewhere.  The button had a picture of an elephant's badonkabonk on it.  Anyone know what I'm talking about?  Must find this, stat.

I recently did one of those "Facebook Experiments" that people post. You know, asking people to post a memory of you or something like that. The one was asking people to sum you up in just one word and post it.  I was actually surprised by the responses.  Out of them like 3 used the word "Gentle".  I read that and wasn't sure if it was a positive or a negative.  I'm still not sure...but I'm just going to take it as a compliment and go ahead and feel good about the fact that people see me as "gentle."

To read more random thoughts, visit UnMom and all of the links below her post today.  Enjoy!

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