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| Thursday, July 2nd, 2009 |
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So, Holden was asking what a stepdad is. Holden: So, is that like someone who isn't your real dad? Me: Yeah, like if me and daddy got divorced- which we won't because we love each other, don't worry- and I got married again, that guy would be your stepdad. And if daddy got married again, that lady would be your stepmom. Holden: Oh, okay. Me: And we wouldn't all be living together, you'd have two houses and two families. Holden: Yeah, because there's no way we would have room in here for four desks. |
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| Sunday, June 28th, 2009 |
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| I haven't checked lj in like, 3 days? Maybe four? Since whatever day it was when I got sick last week (I had this shitty cold + fever for a couple of days). I doubt I will ever catch up. If I missed something important, let me know! | ||||
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| Wednesday, June 17th, 2009 |
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No, I'm serious. I just went to walk from my desk to the bathroom, and there are two ways to enter my downstairs bathroom- either walking by the front door, or walking around the living room through the kitchen. Since it's almost midnight and the little boys next door are in bed, I walked past the front door since it's the shorter route, even though all I am wearing is a shirt and panties. There are floor-to-ceiling windows on either side of the front door, and JUST when I walked by the windows, the motion-sensor porch light outside flickered on- I looked out the window and there, smack-dab in the middle of my porch was a huge fucking raccoon. I am wearing skimpy black mesh panties right now. You can see EVERYTHING. Dude took a long look at my ass before running off. Craning his neck and everything. I hope he's not too traumatized. It is so fucking weird living in the woods of Maine. |
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| Monday, June 15th, 2009 |
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| My baby boy is eight years old today! :( I can't believe it. He's such an awesome little dude though and I am so lucky to have him in my life. I'm making him a Luigi cake today. He's obsessed with all of the old-school Mario Bros. games right now. He's got four days left of second grade. I can't believe I have a kid who is almost a third grader! | ||||
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| Sunday, June 14th, 2009 |
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| Going to try to go to bed. Wish me luck, because those debilitating hard headaches have been coming again in the middle of the night and waking me up. At least I haven't had any blood coming out of my ear like I did after the last really bad one about a month ago. Is it weird that a part of me wishes these ARE aneurysms? At least I'd have some fucking answers. | ||||
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and all we sing, it's from notebooks unbound pages falling out and all we do, it's from intentions so true- i wanted to be a dancer i don't need a stage. i move for you. there's been time to react, to pull back but you hold me close under your wing fly, my beautiful bird, i want you to sing |
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Ugh, I bought some crocs today. I can't believe I am one of THOSE PEOPLE. But, they were just flip flops, not the ones that look like fucking smurf houses, and I got them at Big Lots for five bucks. They just looked SO comfy, and they ARE! I don't care. They are also 'chocolate and khaki' (uh, dark brown and lighter brown) so not too obnoxious. At the next store I saw a woman with BRIGHT HOT PINK SMURF HOUSE ones on, so I felt a little better. Summer in Maine is a cruel fucking beast. I spent my first 22 years in San Diego and let me tell you, it can get hot- but it is NOTHING like Maine summer. Come halfway through July, you will seriously consider selling your children to lower the humidity. Maine summer is fucking GROSS. Vacation brochures make it look all like 'lobster and boats and fried clams, YAAAAY!' But the reality is that I am allergic to shellfish, so all Maine summer has to offer me is drooling over my husband's birthday lobster (July 8, he gets a lobster every year), and sweating and bug bites. Though I do love that fireworks are legal here, there's nothing like seeing your kid with a sparkler. And I saw my first lightning bug of the season last night. I love those little guys. |
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| Saturday, June 13th, 2009 |
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Marsha says: that sounds like some you would as for at a brothel Jennifer says: did you just turn into miss south carolina? Marsha says: ask for Jennifer says: ahh okay and such as Marsha says: children in china like iraq Jennifer says: but like, they don't have maps Marsha says: and we need to stop homo's getting married and girls killing babies Jennifer says: no, that was miss california Marsha says: oh right Jennifer says: get your stupid whores straight Marsha says: I work with so many of them everyday it get's hard! Jennifer says: like math! Marsha says: such as Jennifer says: and so forth |
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| Thursday, June 11th, 2009 |
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i wrestle my rings off and there's this red ring on my finger, i am so used to you and being yours- i love you enough to treat it as a bruise- something i wanted our love is... well. it's... well, i don't know how to say that i love you every day, and more and more all the plants are dying but I saw a spray of yellow flowers today Our yard can hold some bliss, our yard can hold some of this kissing you after making love, your face scratchy on mine your hands on my back, our laughs, our mockingbird songs caw and sprig of flowery spray, and love from flowery lips. I love, love, love your kiss. |
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Holden is outside in the yard singing "Crank Dat (Soulja Boy)" with his friends. I am trying to not crack up. Okay, I just lost it because the 8 year old with a speech impediment just did the "superman that HOOOOO" part. Thankfully I am pretty sure they don't know what that phrase means, considering I had to explain it to Josh just a couple weeks ago. EDIT: The neighbor kids' mom just put the smack down on them singing it. I am glad. I wanted to say something to the kids but I didn't want to have to explain to a group of 8-10 year olds why they can't sing about supermanning hoes. |
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| Wednesday, June 10th, 2009 |
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Josh's wallet was at the police station! Thanks to aimodestructo for the idea to check there. I don't know why we didn't think of it! I am totally going to make Josh start carrying a murse. He's against the idea but I will wear him down.
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| Tuesday, June 9th, 2009 |
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Josh lost his wallet. Again. He put it on top of his car when he went to get gas yesterday morning and forgot to grab it before he left. He checked at the gas station to see if it was turned in, but no dice. He feels fairly confident that it would have fallen off in that parking lot, but I was like "dude, my stepdad did the same thing and drove five or ten miles before it slid off, so who knows." Then again, the hood of Josh's car ('08 Chevy Aveo) is a lot smaller and... more slopey than the top of my stepdad's '86 Thunderbird was. I feel kind of like it's my fault because we had been arguing about stupid shit that morning and I think that's why he was distracted (seriously, who can take an argument about socks and make it last all day? Us, that's who.) I swear like half of our arguments involve laundry in some way. But hey, it's not the end of the world. Worst case scenario is that it's going to be a big pain in the ass to cancel our two debit cards (since they also can be used as credit) and to get Josh's license replaced, and our insurance cards and all that. Best case is that someone dumps it in our mailbox today or something, but I don't have enough faith in humanity to seriously hope for that. We've checked the bank acct and no weird charges have come up yet, but better safe than sorry. Also my throat is really sore and has been since last night. Going to go get some rest while Holden is at school. |
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| Wednesday, June 3rd, 2009 |
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| There is a huge flying brown beetle trying to get in my window right now. AHHHH I hate living in the woods in summer :( yes, I know it's still technically spring but FUCK THESE GUYS | ||||
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| Monday, June 1st, 2009 |
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My camera can suck it. I finally figured out today how to feel cute with my current hair (root volumizer spray + me + big barreled curling iron + bangs clipped to the side with my favorite butterfly barette + a lot of patience) AND I did my makeup cute today. It rained when we went grocery shopping, but I redid my hair and touched up my makeup just now to take a few pics, and the batteries fucking died in my camera. I have a zillion AA batteries, but NO AAAs, which is what my camera needs. Fuck. It's hard enough to take pictures with it, ever since I dropped it on the tile you have to hold the battery compartment REALLY HARD with your thumb while taking a picture and while uploading them. And I couldn't even do that! UGH MAD. I should be in bed anyway. G'night, all. |
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| Sunday, May 31st, 2009 |
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I think Seth Rogen is cute and all, but I think it's funny how his presence in a movie is like an aphrodisiac for blonde women. Knocked Up? BAM- I'm gonna be a good partner and dad. Zack and Miri Make a Porno- BAM- sex with me is awesome. I lived with you for ten years as buds, but one act of sex makes us in love. Actually... I really loved both of those movies. Josh and I just watched Zack and Miri tonight and my first thought was COME ONNNN, he must have at least TRIED to fuck her once in the last ten years! I can't imagine living with her prettiness for ten years and not drunkenly stumbling in there one night insisting on kissing her. I would have kissed the FUCK out of her in that bathroom, even if she ended up with him. I love making out in bathrooms. It's pretty sick. But I love it. |
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Jennifer says: HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU OLD FART Marsha says: ass Jennifer says: [insert cake emoticon here] Marsha says: thanks you should mail me a cake Jennifer says: I don't think I have a big enough envelope how do you feel about crepes Marsha says: meh Jennifer says: fuck you then |
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| I am a fucking dummy and a half and looked at the wrong Mercury retrograde calendar- I thought it wasn't over until June 14, but it's ended now (I am reading different sources that say either yesterday or today- I am feeling it more today because yesterday was a weird-ass day). Thank goodness. This was a rough one. | ||||
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| Thursday, May 28th, 2009 |
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Holden has been watching "Kung Fu Panda" for the last week. Which makes me think of Jack Black, which makes me think of Tenacious D, which makes me think of the D song "Fuck Her Gently." It has been in my head for the last week. When Holden turns on the movie and I start to chuckle, I can't tell him why. Did any of you guys see the movie "Once"? I LOVED IT and the music from it, but I HATED the ending, it makes me so sad to even think about it again. I had a dream with the song "Falling Slowly" in it last night so it's been very in my mind today. Interested in others' opinions of this movie. "Kung Fu Panda" is great for other reasons, got to sneak away for a little 'adult time' *wink wink*. Now off to watch dvr'd Jeopardy with Josh for the dork afterglow. |
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| Monday, May 25th, 2009 |
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Hey dudes, this was my long weekend: -working a lot because apparently I am not the only reader with the service having computer issues, we had like four other readers cancelling because of puter troubles. I think IE 8 is eating all of our computers from the inside out -sleeping -Josh doing dishes (I love my husband. I have let that shit pile UP.) He tackled it like a champ. Or like a dude who is just sick of looking at dirty dishes. also anxiouslobster started posting again and I told her it was like Christmas, she's the best thing to happen to my lj experience ever and it makes me sad when she disappears. YOU MAKE ME AFRAID TO LOVE, CAMIO!Man, no matter how much I sleep I keep needing more. The ambien hasn't helped like it usually does, it helps me FALL asleep but I still can't stay there so I wake up 4-5 times a night. Today I 'slept in' until 11 but it wasn't really that great because most of that time was spent awake thinking about stupid stuff! I always have dreams about finishing high school and like, not making it at the very end. I have been having these dreams for like TEN YEARS but the cool thing is that in this last dream I told myself "wtf? I graduated 12 years ago, I am 30 years old! I don't need to deal with this biology project!" Maybe that will make the dreams stop. |
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