Nuts

Ok, it's no big secret I love Harry Potter. But in no way, shape or form am I obsessed. I saw a video today on http://www.mugglenet.com about 2 girls completely crazy over it. One of them even had a "marriage certificate" to Daniel Radcliffe! In a way, it kinda reminds me of some of the nuttier Grobanites...

Speaking of...Tonight I shall be attending a birthday party (our second, dare I say, annual) for man.

I really am crazy aren't I? (Kathy emphatically nods her head. ;))

I have perverted friends. Works out well for me since I'm such a perv myself. Let me elaborate...

Jason and I went to the Olive Garden for dinner last night, as he was thanking me for my help setting up for his party last week. As we were eating the appetizer, (hot spinach and artichoke dip, YUM) the two women at the next table started making rather rude noises. I could see them, and he couldn't, so when he said, "please tell me there's a young child behind me" all I could do was laugh. Anyway, after dinner was over, we stood, and I had to fix my belly ring. He asked what I was doing, and I said, "I have to fix it. Sometimes it pokes up or catches on my belt." Smoothly, he replied, "Hmm...they should use that line in a Viagra commercial." I had to sit down, I was laughing so hard.

So, I'm looking forward to leftover Olive Garden food tonight. Yay!

In other news, it has been a while since I last reported any weird occurances with the kids. Yesterday, Robin decided to eat a piece of blue chalk. As she is always sticking things in her mouth, we had told her to knock it off a few times before we took it out of her hand. Well...her entire mouth was a deep rich blue color. Her tongue was covered in blue, her teeth, her lips...it was gross. As I was cleaning out her mouth, having her spit water repeatedly into the sink, I asked her, "Did it taste yummy Robin?" "No." came the reply. I couldn't help help it. I burst out laughing. I just can't understand why she would CONTINUE to eat something that didn't taste good!!

ERRRG!

Why do I bother calling home? All they do is bring me down or piss me off. Besides the fact that half the time lately, they aren't home, and the other half they practically hang up on me. My mother, today, seemed to realise that I was a upset about it, though she didn't seem to notice the cold tone of my voice that was apparent even to me. Then my father...."are you dating anyone? No, why not?" and "how is the car running? Get the oil changed lately?" seem to be the extent of his interests.

A few things to remember

1. Not peeing from 8:00 am to 5:00 pm is too long to go before peeing again.

2. Do not listen to the intro to Jet's Are You Going To Be My Girl? when you have to pee.

3. Driving 8 blocks behind a car burning oil, is 8 blocks too far.

4. Giving children doughnuts for breakfast, is not the smartest idea you will ever have.

5. Friends who have connections with possibly cute british men, and are trying to find an apartment in your complex for a british man to live in for six months, are good friends to have.

6. Though it may seem like a good idea at the time, trying to pass a drug test with a prosthetic penis will not work.

What the hell??

Today really was one of those "what the hell?" days.

1a. We had to make those stupid envelopes for the kids to put their valentines in today for the party on Monday. As we are cutting and gluing hearts etc, my boss suddenly says, "Richelle! You messed up!" I was surprised, and while thinking, "NOW what did I (supposedly) do?" I just said, "I did?" She replies that I forgot about us teaching the unit on the heart. WHAT THE HELL? HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WE WERE GOING TO DO THAT??

1b. Apparently, tomorrow after nap, I have to set up the decorations, ie paper on the tables for lunchtime, because I, unlike Dawn (my coworker) know how my boss likes it done. I so don't want to do it. Not because I'm lazy, but more along the lines of no matter how I do it, it will, inevitably, be the wrong way.

2. I cleaned out my temporary internet files today. Not only did I have to delete them one at a time for a an hour and half because if I did them all together, the internet would not respond and shut down. Anyway, once it did finally clear, I ran a ad-aware scan, and deleted a bunch of crap. HOWEVER...now that it's finished, everything in my internet history is gone, and I can't keep it in that little address dropbox. GAH!

Sleep, ice, and fudge

Odd combination yes? Well, it seems that even when extremely tired and underslept, will still wake up before 7 am and be unable to go back to sleep. So, what does one do with so much extra time? Why, she spends an hour and a half chipping away at a large, ever growing block of ice that mysteriously grew on the cooling coils in her refrigerator that was probably new in 1985. However, due to this lack of sleep, she does not think of turning off the fridge before she bangs away with an awl, and melts the ice with a hairdryer. Had she done this at the beginning, the whole thing probably would have been finished in half the time. Where does the fudge come in? Hungry, she goes to the grocery store, buys it out, and ends up making two kinds of fudge this afternoon...two kinds of fudge her cellulite ridden thighs most desperately beg her not to eat.