September 27, 2004

• From a comment on my last blog. 

  
  

  Rich sometimes just doesnt get it.  Last night I explained something three times and ended up saying: No, that's not right, I've explained it you're not hearing, I'm not explaining again!

  
  

  Rob wishes all women to know that men speak French, and Women English. 

  
  

  Its my job when we watch chick flicks to explain why a scene is funny...or sad....or why a woman would do that.   And after I explain he says.  "Okay, if you say so."   And I'm thinking why did I bother with that explanation?   French I tell ya!

  
  

  Or maybe its Mandarin Chinese....or some forgotten language spoken in Papua New Guinea.    *snicker*  

  
  

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  8 more days and all restrictions will be off of this never-ending pregnancy.   And hopefully I will regain my sense of humour.  I'm rapidly loosing it.

  
  

  Yesterday was a good day.  But today I'm just barely coping.  And if my boys cause one more fight......I told Zeria I was gonna tie 'em to a door and start throwing pillows at them.   She thought that was immensely hysterical.   Fortunately they have both been reasonably good for all of 30 minutes.   

  
  

  30 minutes is a long time when you've been spatting with whoever is near you since you got up.

  
  

  Our well is incredibly low today.  I've had to restart the washing machine 6x in order to get it to finish the rinse cycle.   Of course if the kids would quit playing with the hose it would help. 

  
  

  Do you sense the recurring theme?   I swear their ornrey.  I keep trying to come up with some short-errand to do just to get us all out of the house for a bit.  So far haven't invented anything yet.

  
  

  Its quite beautiful today, and actually hot.   We have all the doors and windows open which is amazing for almost the last day in September.    Not going to be many more days like this.  I want to go garden, or weed, or go for a long hike, or play at the beach.

  
  

  I'm gonna shut up now.   One more week, and one more day.  And then I can do it.

  
  

  Or deliver this little bit of munchkin inside me. 

  • 5:22 pm
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