August 18, 2009 by Marj Hatzell
Bugaboo said “Cookie” yesterday, clear as a bell. He goes back to school in twelve days (not that I’m counting).
I have been sleeping through the night!
My husband and I have had plenty of time to spend together chatting lately, which is super-nice.
Shadow’s latest blood work came back and she’s stable (for now) and not worsening.
My sister gets married in October and I’m happy that she’s so happy.
Veggie Day rocks.
I get to spend time talking to adults and WOMEN this week.
Bugaboo’s meltdowns have increased. Bug Boy ain’t getting much of my attention as a result.
I don’t think we are getting the dog I thought we were getting (long story).
Shadow is still in kidney and liver failure and may only have a few months to live. If we’re lucky.
I’m still really, really tired and feel like the walking dead.
I vacuumed four times yesterday because Bugaboo is on a rampage.
The husband asked me what I did all day (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!).
I canceled my haircut, even though it has been since April, despite the fact that I desperately wanted it cut but am trying to save money this week.
I have a rotten cold, a whopping headache and I need about twelve hours of sleep plus a three hour nap PER DAY in order to kick it.
Bugaboo’s meltdowns come complete with biting, kicking, pinching and hitting. I have bite marks ON MY ANKLES and THE GIRLS haven’t fared so well…the are kinda in the direct line of fire.
I’m not happy about the dog thing. I know the right situation will present itself and I need to be patients. I just worked myself all up in a tizzy.
The husband’s company is thinking of canning his whole department and sending it to India, despite the fact that they majorly EFFED UP a humongoid project that cost them millions.Because it is still, apparently, cheaper.
I need a job. I want a job. I Can’t Haz Job. So I need to find something to do at home, ’cause that’s all I’m gonna be able to do. Which means I will never, ever leave this house again…