Woe is me (whiny and self-indulgent)
- I opened the refrigerator, reached for the milk and did something to my back or my shoulders or my neck or something. This is what comes of being on the computer all of the time. I worked really really late on Monday and I haven’t taken the time to stop and stretch since then. Plus I’m still not sleeping well so I’m not really relaxing at night. Result: Sore, aching shoulders/neck and wrenching something merely by reaching for milk. I feel like I’m 80-thousand years old. Argh.
- We can’t get any channels on our television. Well, we can get very fuzzy channels but not ones you can, you know, watch. And Tivo doesn’t recognize them so we can’t use Tivo. I’m sure we’ll figure out a fix but we’re grouchy about it. Apparently we were worse cable addicts than we knew.
- I’m really busy and it’s not all happy-busy. A lot of it is just busy. I’m tired. My neck hurts. Too much busyness and not enough happy-busy!
- What is with gorgeous, smart, funny women who are living with/dating/married to rotten men? What is up with that? How can we put a stop to low self-esteem and low standards? People! How can we save our sisters??? <— said like Cree Summer playing Freddy on A Different World (I miss cable)
- I have another complaint that I’m not blogging (yet) but we could use a medium-sized miracle in the next few weeks and I’m tired of looking for one. Reality bites. I’m worn out from spinning my wheels and forcing myself to be cheerful about it.
- You people with your adorable free kittens! Stop flaunting the cuteness! We officially have decided NO KITTENS. Sad but true. Reasons are as follows: My sister and nephew are very allergic and having a kitten here will be a hardship to family visits; Peanut may not like kittens; kitten vet visits aren’t in our budget at the moment; litterboxes; kitty footprints on our kitchen counter skeeve me out. I like kittens so even though I believe this is a smart decision, I’m bummed out about it. Particularly the not-in-the-budget thing. I want to have enough money to be mildly irresponsible without feeling so dang guilty about it. Like, “Pizza tonight? Sure! Order two — they’re small!”
- It’s hot. And humid. Dang Ohio. Why’d we ever leave the Pacific Northwest? (grumble)
That’s enough. Whining didn’t seem to make me feel better so I’m going to try OD’ing on caffeine next. A temporary fix is better than no fix at all, right? Grouch.
LIke I said to Kristen: Only 6 more hours until dinner with me and Krissy! (Only I called you Dawny because that’s what we call you now). Life is stupid, let’s eat!
Abby, I had a friend who used to call me Dawny-cakes. You could call me that if you get bored.
Hey! We could all call each other cakes! It’ll be like a CLUB! And we can call ourselves the Cutie-Pie Cupcakes and get matching pink glitter laces and make each other lanyard friendship bracelets and then we can kick one of us out for getting all the boys and then learn our lesson and be friends again because friends are SO MUCH MORE IMPORTANT than boys and then we can have a glass of milk and CUPCAKES while the music swells and the picture fades to black and we’re laughing while drinking our wholesome milk and our adorable CUTIE PIE CUPCAKES and that will be the moral of our story! (I miss tv.)
And! And! And! We could put a slideshow of pictures of us together with that cuppy-cake song and we could play it and laugh at it while we’re eating our CUTIE PIE CUPCAKES!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=h8ln6vcUrMA
(I still have tv. I have no excuse.)
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Life is stupid, let’s eat!
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Abby, this sounds like something you can put on a tshirt! You three enjoy your time together! (is there going to be crispy french bread? because few other foods strike me as saying “we’re together! let’s eat!” as crispy french bread.) (and i /know/ i read at one point about your (Dawn’s) favourite comfort food.. can’t remember what you said, though?).
And Dawn, as always, these posts are just as interesting as your super-insightful posts.
` I realized when talking to a father who does aikido (martial arts) a few days ago, that man, I have so much freedom right now as a student and with student loans. This father also has tight budgets… and is WAY overworked, but he has no choice. I don’t know how you people do it.
Sorry about your back/neck (more things for me to look forward to in 10 years? :-S ). I hope things ease up for you soon. You’re wonderful and I love reading your blog and so you definitely deserve a nice GOOD MEAL in a few hours with friends! Have a good time, ‘kay?
Abby (sniff) that was so beautiful that I need to go lie down for a little while. (sniff)
David, your comment reads like a virtual hug — thank you! I needed that.
aw, dawn, my pleasure
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that cuppy-cake song is SO ADORABLE omg.
lol, and guess what food i’m craving right now… now if you’ll excuse me, i’m off to the kitchen!
Oh my, the cuppy-cake song, and the multiple versions and links. It is indeed a strange world out there.
Re: your lack of tv channels. You need an antenna. They are relatively cheap. Look in Radio Shack or something like that. You should be able to get a few channels with one.
BJ, we need a better antenna. We have one but it ain’t working. Very sad and pitiful. (Weirdly we get PBS perfectly down here in the basement but not so much upstairs.)
kitty footprints on our kitchen counter skeeve me out. Me too but they can be trained. I have my cat trained pretty darn well (sans the random agressiveness). Water bottles work well. And there are other training aids.
Great woman dating horrible men? Hmmm. Count me in for a past behavior I have only recently broken. I should blog about that sometime.
I hope dinner was fabulous!
it’s been a couple of days since this post so I trust you’re doing well today. I’m not sure how to help the smart, funny women but I smiled broadly when you referenced Cree Summer’s Freddie Brooks. I love that reruns of A Different World are now on BET I also think the first season DVD is available through Netflix for our cable-less sisters.