It didn’t hurt that much. It wasn’t “just a pinch”, but not quite a scope up your ass kind of pain. Writing every day helped me realize I need to write more to enable myself to write myself write more, if that makes sense.
And since M. Kennedy says since I only have one child I can buy a new pair of shoes. They will hopefully go with whatever I wear to Mark’s Christmas party.
The Psychiatrist appointment today went well in the way I wanted it to. It was a two hour appointment and essentially he confirmed that my current and long term (since ‘98) psychiatrist is on the write track diagnostically. Since my psychiatrist has gotten better about her waiting times, think I will stick with her. I like her and I feel comfortable. So there. It turns out I was anxious before going to see Different Psychiatrist because I barfed early this morning. Ahhh I love the smell of anxiety in the morning. It has been a long and tiring day.
So, with that, I end NaBloPoMo. Thank you M. Kennedy, thank you so much.
xo

ok, I am hitting the wall with NaBloPoMo tonight. I feel like I have so much to do before my in-laws and BioMom get here for Christmas. I am overwhelmed. I did go out tonight and do some things, but my head almost froze off. I think I left an ear at Linens N’ Things (new curtains for the guest room). OH! and the carpet cleaning guys are coming tomorrow. I am a loser. You should see the state of the living room where we put all the crap from the TV room. Charlotte did a nice job of making herself feel at home.
Housekeeping.
1) the outfits I ordered and posted photos of a few posts ago are from Nieman Marcus. They were on wicked sale and they ship to Canada! weee!
2) my new Camera lens is a Nikon 1.4, 50mm. I bought it because of the Armstrongs take such nice photos with their new lens (it is a Canon, but I was told it would create similar magic). So far, I am impressed baby. Jon can probably explain why it works nice. It is fast, that much I know. More pics forthcoming.
3) I don’t like sushi

Mark has taken Charlotte to bed and I can finally stop listening to “the wheels on the bus” etc, and change the ‘Pod to some more adult fare. It is like how I initially thought Dora was cute, now I think she is a poorly supervised deformed child screech monkey. The kids music is starting to make me mental as well.
It is mofo cold here. You probably know that if you read any of my fellow bloggers from this particular part of the tundra. -10F or -33F with the wind chill. We didn’t leave the house today despite having things to go do. With the festive season and whatnot we have shit to buy and rooms to prepare for visitors. Tomorrow we are having the rugs cleaned in the tv room (the only room with actually wall to wall except the basement) and the sectional couch. The whole TV/play room has suffered under toddler tyranny. I know we have to move crap out of that room so they can clean the rugs, but I am unsure what all we have to move. Ugh. I should go start that now. Right? It will really cut into my tv watching/worrying about Christmas time. I have mentioned my in-laws are coming for 2 weeks? I am hoping my mother-in-law has some magic British thing she can work on Charlotte toilet train her in 2 weeks.
p.s. is it in poor taste to ask people to either give us money for charlotte’s RESP (university fund) or give money to a charity in lieu of gifts? she needs no toys.
Also! I am impressed at how many peeps are reading the Archie gang. Wow, I had know idea. Keep on reading!

who the hell is buying Archie comics? i have not seen one cross the checkout conveyor belt since i was 13 and bought my own Betty and Veronica super digest. Aren’t today’s teenagers busy buying TOOL cds or Angst Monthly?

i have a huge zit. i think it might be capable of speech and long division.
i got a new lens for the camera.



i am not sure i know what i am doing yet, but i will keep practicing and read the manual. now, i need whole wheat tortilla chips.

the song i have been singing in my head using NaBloPoMo is Wango Tango by the Nuge’. Ozzy, sheesh. It is like I am drunk, but only when I try and think.
We were supposed to go to my moms for dinner tonight and I TOTALLY forgot. Mark had gone to get take out sammiches and Charlotte and I are watching fucking Blues Clues and I am wearing pajama pants (flannel pants are needed when it is -19 celsius). I was at least wearing a bra, but yesterday’s ponytail. My mom called. I felt awful. My brother and my nieces were there. Ham was there. Ugh. Mark is the voice of reason, so we pile into the car and let Charlotte stay up late. It was fun.
My niece play dress up a lot when they are at my Mom’s. My mom is like 5 2 and weighs barely over a 100 pounds (i am adopted remember). anyhow, tonight they were dressing up and we were supposed to guess what they were. highlighted characters were “a shepherds wife” ( a naughty shepherd I asked since she was wearing only a shawl?). my older niece reminded the younger one to COVER HER BOOBIES. the younger niece also stole my mom’s bathing suit and wore it, but stuffed the boob areas with toilet paper. then she posed moving each “boob” around while modelling the swimsuit. my older niece wore my mom’s wedding dress and my old hot pink pumps circa 1980something . we were also treated to a dance number. all in all a great evening.
and there was cherry pie, did i mention that?

so the babysitter was here today and i spent an hour of it accidentally asleep on the bed. i was petting Cleo and she was so cute and zzzzzzzzzzzz i did get another painting estimate and go to the grocery store. wow. i am a model of productivity.
i did spend a lot of today looking at stupid rugs for Charlotte’s room. the hardwood is cold and well, hard, so i want a larger area rug in her room. then i got generally distracted by looking at ever rug at rugsdirect.com. don’t go there! you will waste hours and then not feel like posting because your eyes will be all rusty and you will be cranky because the more you look the less you know what to pick. you don’t know if bamboo might someday work in the dining room or should Charlotte have a cotton or wool rug or what shade of green would work in the living room? and dude, it has snowed like 10 feet or something here in the last two days and the roads are awful and i feel trapped at home.

all work and no play makes jen a dull girl.

i am finding myself singing a song i call NaBloPoMo to the tune of Crazy Train. The song does not have any other lyrics except NaBloPoMo. A musician, I am not.
Back to the doctor today, I have fluid in my ears. And not anything you could drink or get altered off of. More medicine. Virus from hell.
Mark is playing D&D tonight with his nerdly friends. Janet came over for some damned fine spaghetti sauce I made with the rest of a bottle of shiraz that I didn’t want to drink. She brought pumpkin pie with a pecan crust. I feel ill, i made her take the rest home. Charlotte is still bouncing up and down in her crib, upset about not having the right book, toy, music, ambience, or her own car.
Tomorrow I have my babysitter coming for a few hours and I totally cannot decide what to do. I have errands to do, or phone calls to make, or a bunch of emails to return, or i could nap. Any suggestions? I also need to make my Master Christmas list, check what I have already bought and start the hamster going on the wheel to think of stuff to get certain people. Like dudes. Men are way too hard to buy for. Unless I was buying 40 inch plasma tvs, sports cars, or new golf clubs.
For tonight, I am going to watch my stories on tv.
Pants = on, for company’s sake.

i just got an estimate to have our bedroom painted (as it is currently old lady hint-o-pink). we are also painting Charlotte’s Big Girl Room and the main bathroom, which is a light pissy yellow. New paint makes me happy. I thought maybe I could do it, but I think I would pay more in babysitters and therapy, so we called in professionals. We also wanted things to look purty fer when the in laws come for two weeks at Christmas and my BioMom comes for a week. Two weeks. Seriously. They aren’t coming from Deutschland, they are coming from Hamilton. i am sure it will be busy and lovely and i should just shut up.
i had some other equally mundane news, but i cannot remember it. oh! i ordered a dress for the christmas party.

i ordered two since they were on sale. one is bound to look ok. i hope. just imagine that these models are double their size and that is what i will look like. with different hair. and jewelry. and face. you get it.
that is all i have in me tonight. i am going over to M. Kennedy’s for a ham sandwich.