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...and they come back together

Did you know that Television Without Pity is doing Trading Spaces recaps now? I laughed my ass off at this one, the one where Hilde wanted to dye the carpet orange and the little annoying suburban Plano housewives (they were both named Angie, so who knows which one it was) were like "No. Just No". Oh god. Someone who feels the same way I do about Paige. Thank you, you have made my day. Although I still like Changing Rooms better. Yay for BBC America, and Handy Andy! And also of course Laurence, who is so enchantingly freakish.

Things are better. I had a decent day yesterday at work, as defined by not randomly bursting into tears throughout the day. We had to go meet with YMB and his teacher after school � since returning from vacation with the Dementors, he has really not been himself, and apparently yesterday he was particularly disruptive. Ms. H. actually called me in the middle of the day to ask me to talk to him and calm him down. Which of course didn't work, and I think I more experienced teacher would have removed him from the situation that was causing the problem � i.e., send him down to sit with the social worker or the principal until he felt able to return to class. This is what I suggested to Ms. H., and she agreed readily, but I don't think she would ever have thought of it. I know, she's a first year teacher, and to have YMB in your class your first year - well, let's just say somebody up there DOES NOT like her. The teachers we've requested for next year are both very experienced and run a tight classroom, while still giving the kids responsibility for their own actions. I hope next year is better.

Okay, stop getting ahead of myself. Good advice, Swwoop, I think I will try. And thank you for reassuring me that there are still days, great as Herself is, that you wants to shove her through a wall. Because that was certainly how I felt about YMB yesterday.

Someone put a porno picture in my guestbook! It was deleted immediately of course, but geez!

Lunch today: Diet Pepsi, Luna bar, Jello fruit cup. Blue is going grocery shopping today, and I hope he pays attention to the list, because we need everything. My disability check finally came Monday, thank god, so now we can pay off everyone we haven't been able to pay since I've had no paycheck for a month. And my performance evaluation went through, so my raise was on it too. I'm waiting for a check from the Company with my back pay, since the raise is effective on your anniversary date, no matter when the evaluation actually gets through, and that was in February. So that should be a decent chunk, although the raise was lower than I hoped. I only whizzed through as meeting expectations on everything, no exceeding them, which I know sounds hypocritical, since I'm doing this here at work (well, I am eating lunch too), but I thought I was going quite well and more quickly then expected on a lot of the cataloging things. Oh well. Maybe next year.

And my entire crosswinds website seems to have crashed, which I am very annoyed about, as I just started redoing it. That's one too many crashes for me; I'm taking my html and flouncing off somewhere else � although just where, I'm not sure yet. Any recommendations (must be cheap) ?

I'm back on two crutches today � I'd only been using one, but I think I've been using my foot too much, as my toes are all swollen again and I'm developing new bruises on my ankles. It's so hard to stay off it, though. I'm not used to enforced laziness. I'll be lazy all over the place when it's my choice, but suddenly I can't stand to just sit and read or watch tv. And my poor flower bed � I can't talk about it, it's too tragic. Ugh.

You know what I am liking? The Dinotopia miniseries on ABC. Started out taping it for YMB, and totally got into it. Of course I didn't get to see it last night, 'cause, you know, no TV for YMB basically means no tv for us either, which kind of sucks. But I did tape it. And you've got to approve of something that makes a kid say "I've got to get those books!" And, may I say, WHERE THE HELL IS BUFFY? Next week is the season finale (barring stupid sporting events, of course), and I have yet to see the "tragic, unexpected consequences" of the one that was supposed to be on like two weeks ago. They moved it to Sunday due to hockey, then to this Tuesday due to sports over the weekend, and then last night there was a FUCKING BASKETBALL GAME ON! Where, oh where is my Buffy?

We did get our new computer, finally, through my work discount, and aside from the HATED HATED HATED Windows XP set up, I'm loving it. Dude, it's a Dell, what do you expect! The one thing I do like about XP is that we can each have our own profile, so we can set YMB's up so that he can only play certain games, etc, and can't log onto the net. Which is cool. And I can finally, finally play Sims again, YAY! I am taking out my frustrations on them; one girl is getting the tragic clown until she goes insane or dies. And I'm not going to say what her name is, although certain people might probably guess that it has to do with a certain person who is a major suck-up somewhere not to be mentioned. And there was another one I let be a doctor, then got her fired and now she is living the life of a slacker Hee! Passive-aggression rules! I've also been really tempted to make a Trading Spaces house and stick Paige and Hilde in REALLY UGLY ROOMS.

And it's so FAST! On our old computer, it took like 20 minutes to load and then they all wandered around like they were in slo-mo. This is great!

Okay, I should go back to workyhood. I have to leave early as we are meeting at four to sign the papers on the refinancing of our house (Triple YAYHOOD on that one!) Cutting our payments, and a three-month grace period. We might actually manage to severely lower our debt this summer, with three months of no house payments and three month hardship deferments on all our student loans. YAYAYAY.

Things are better. And Blue has an appointment with a counselor. And he handled YMB's behavior yesterday quite well. The big punishment � aside from the no tv, no computer, no gameboy thing � is that Blue isn't taking him to see Star Wars on Thursday. Blue's going to go anyway (they have the tickets) and take a friend. Realistically, it's no big deal, since he's with the Dementors this weekend and they will take him for sure, especially when they hear how "mean" Dad's being. But it's the point, really � eventually he will grasp that his actions have consequences. One can hope, anyway.

I have a Veggie Tales song stuck in my head, for some inane reason � "We didn't have a lot of fun in the desert/We didn't have a lot of fun in the sand/But saddle up your cow/And go behind us now/Because we're goin' to the Promised Land." You know that, although I consider myself a spiritual person and I do believe in God (in a general way, meaning that I don't presume to understand what form he/she is or how much control he/she/it has over the universe), I'm not a big fan of organized religion. But damnit, I love these Jesus Freak talking vegetables. I don't mind the morals at all, because they aren't shoved down your throat like with so many of the Christian stuff you see for kids. And they're good morals. Don't lie, don't cheat, don't talk bad about people, that sort of thing. And anyway, Larry-Boy rules!

Okay, I think I'm rambled enough today. Am I back to good ol' me, or is it the Vicodin talking? Discuss amongst yourselves.

Hee!

Later:
I totally forgot to mention that we took la chienne Sophie to get clipped for summer this week. She now looks somewhat like an emaciated greyhound crossed with a dalmation -- short grey fur everywhere, with bits of white, and big and little black spots. I'll have to post before and after pictures here. There's already a before here, but that was when we just got her and she'd gotten so much worse. And she hated being brushed or bathed or anything, it was totally out of control with burrs and stuff. But now it is really too hilarious, and it looks like we were just being mean, but she had soooo much hair. And one big advantage, being that Sophie always sleeps with me when Blue works nights, is that I will no longer be waking up with furry whappy dog tail in my face and fuzzy dog hair in my mouth. But really, it's just too funny. And her head looks about 5 times too big for her body. Really, it's funny.

Or maybe that's the Vicodin talking.

12:27 p.m. - May 15, 2002

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