Don’t get me wrong. Christmas was great. I love the snow, the cookies, lights, christmas tree –the whole shebang. Maybe I am just a glutton for punishment though. To be honest, I felt restless. I could have studied (barf) or gone “running” in the 2 feet of snow or done SOMETHING productive but instead I wandered around the house like a nomad, drinking exorbitant amounts of coffee. What is wrong with me? I was anxious for the break for weeks.
It doesn’t help that Addy was ridiculous. I am SOO glad she has supportive grandparents, but she gets so whiny that I think I am going to poke myself in the eye. Her new phrase when asked to go to the bathroom or something similiarly horrible is to yell, “WAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTT” while holding her hand out to me like I am a car that she is stopping. Seriously?! It is awful. Not to mention that I feel like I lose my child when I am around Nana (Andy’s mom). It’s not her fault (she is the best grandparent we could ever hope for), but it still breaks my heart a little that Addy won’t even talk to me when Nana’s around.
I started reading the book “It really IS your parents fault” and it messed with my brain. I know. I shouldn’t have been surprised. Sorry mom and dad but I guess I get to blame everything on you now. Too bad you don’t read my blog to even know that it is your fault. I guess that’s good for you. :) No, but really, the book isn’t saying it is your parents fault.
I did successfully complete two puzzles, read a book and half, watched mama mia, the dark knight (a mild disappointment) and the sisterhood of the traveling pants 2 — really amazing movie. I ate multiple cookies and, strangely enough, egg rolls– assisted with a bottle of jameson’s (greg would be proud) and many other activities no one should have to read about. Now we are back home and already wishing we were on vacation again. Are we never satisfied??
I recently discovered this blog – I know! I must not be a true blogger since I didn’t even know one of the most popular blogs. At any rate, I really like it. For those of you that don’t appreciate swearing or certain body parts being named then I will tell you to refrain. Or if you are LDS then you might not appreciate her. But if you do happen to read it despite these warnings, well I warned you. So it’s not really my fault is it.
Happy new year.
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It was so great to so you guys and I get so excited thinking we could be clos-er in a few months. I am sorry we didn’t hang out again…damn snow makes things complicated…or at least screws with my level of motivation for doing anything besides watching tv. Oh, and I love that you love dooce. She makes my day sometimes.
Dooce makes $40,000 a month blogging. What the crap?! That is a pretty nice salary.
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