I am Weenus.
female extraordinaire
doting mother
loving wife
Steelers fan
hard worker
irate citizen
raging liberal
But enough about m
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We got our Christmas tree today. Went smaller than usual to fit the different arrangement of the furniture since last Christmas. The oldest child, Mr. Independent, helped and then bolted to go to the girlfriend's house. The middle child, Girl-with-phone-in-ear, didn't do a thing....just yakked on the phone with the boyfriend (go figure). The littlest one, Sunfish, ended up napping through the decorating part after an exhausting day chasing the dog and jumping from couch to chair to couch (Words of advice...if you buy a giant trampoline and encourage the little ones to spend time on it to release pent up energy...when the weather changes and they cannot go outside as often...they look for an indoor substitute.). When she woke up, she was enthralled with the end result.
Why is it that I get the hairy eyeball whenever I ask Girl-with-phone-in-ear to do the same chores that she's been doing for the last 7 years? The chores haven't changed. They haven't gotten harder. Well, on second thought, to her they did get harder. Up until about 2 months ago, she was Girl-who-never-spoke-on-phone. Then the Football Player asked her out and a change in name was necessary. Now it is much more difficult...it's harder to clear the table, put the left-overs away, and load the dishwasher with the phone in one hand. I bet if I bought her a headset for the downstairs phone I'd be the bestest mom ever. But don't fret...I'm not that nice a mom. I secretly gain pleasure from watching the teenagers in an annoyed state.
Big Ben is the man!! I am so enjoying the Steelers games this year. It's been too long that I've lived without the excitement that I got watching the Steelers as a kid. O'Donnell was a joke. Slash gave me hope, but then he fizzled. Maddox never captured my attention. Ben has been a joy to watch. Too bad he's a God freak.
God freaks freak me out. Especially the celebrities and athletes. I am so tired watching a great sporting event, where individuals work hard and bust their gut to win and earn their incredibly insane and unjust salaries only to have to listen to someone thank god for giving them the strength and the talent. Why are people so quick to give away the credit for their own hard work? I just don't get it.
Things I hate today:
having to set the alarm clock for 5:30am
dog shit in the back yard
pine pitch under my fingernails
a freezer void of ice cream
Things I love today:
a zillion little multi-colored lights on a christmas tree
balancing the checking account
Sunfish's eyes of wonder
starting my blog