First, if anyone can tell me how to get yahoo messenger off my windows XP, I would love you for life. Just please don't tell me add/remove programs. Been there, done that and have the frustration to prove it.

Second, I discovered that boiling noodles after one Smirnoff Ice is a bad idea. Furthermore...making lasagna after said *one* drink is now considered taboo in my household. Ok, it wasn't the worst lasagna I ever made but it wasn't my best either. Which reminds me...why is lasagna one of those ever-so-yummy meals or would-not-feed-to-the-dog meals?

PDQ informed me today that life as an almost 11 year old is the worst thing possible to ever happen in her entire career of living *insert dramatic eye roll*. She know wants to be 12. What's so great about being 12, I have not a clue. But it is her new found goal in life. Turn 12 and apparently the entire world changes and new opportunities open up. The world suddenly becomes an exciting place to live and cosmic forces fall into line. As her mother, I felt it was my duty to inform said young squirt that will forever be at least 4 inches shorter then me that she is still only 10 and it is impossible to skip an entire year to hit be one-two. I'm still unsure if she appreciated my sense of obligation. When she starts speaking to me again, I'll ask and let you all know the answer. I'm pretty positive by 6am tomorrow she will be back to pestering me. Until then...let's c.e.l.e.b.r.a.t.e the silence!

RB decided she no long wants to be a princess. That's right, she's giving up her crown. *Bow heads for moment of silence* She is gonna be....wait for it....it's coming....a QUEEN! Again, motherly duty kicks in and informs said child who will eventually be at least 2 inches taller then me that I, her wonderful mother...has queen title. She gave me a crown and a kiss. Can you tell which was my favorite today? Ooh...and she napped too! She got double brownie points.

Yes, yes...I am fully aware that mothers...well, parents in general should never play favorites with their children. But in my defense...I never claimed to be the almighty great mother up for the parent of the year award. If I were up for the award, I would do stuff like *shudder* play candy land or chutes and ladders with them. I don't, I'm not and instead of college funds...I am saving for future therapy. They can pay for their own college...I'll just make sure all the far out wacky things I subject them to are on my dime.

The man was home for the afternoon. He watched a bit of NASCAR then took RB out for bike rides and walks. I say bonding...he says making sure she falls asleep at a decent hour. She was pleased as punch and enjoyed every minute of it. They even went to the store together. That's a level of excitement rarely experienced! She went to bed with a smile on her face and that put a smile on our faces. The added benefit was that instead of pulling my arm for something, she was pulling his.

Overtired, under-worked and too much free time. I should nap more often. Make up for some sleepless couch nights.

I discovered something last night while laying on the couch after a few futile attempts of quieting the freight train that took up residence in place of my husband and decided to give it a whirl tonight. It seems that my blogging ability in the morning is trumped by a need to get my coffee fix and pry my eyes open with toothpicks. Throughout the day, my mind is normally going in a million and one directions with nothing much making sense. Then, at night I lay in bed(or on the couch) and think of all these great things I could be blogging about. Sssoo...here I sit at the computer instead of sleeping.

We went out to a family dinner with the in-laws tonight, which wasn't all that bad. The food was good since it was one of my favorite restuarants. The only problem I have with the place is that it's also a bar. Normally, that does not bother me except this is a smaller place and they allow smoking in the bar itself. There is a wide archway separating the bar from the restaurant side. I have yet to go to this place and not leave with a headache. I would normally blame it on having one too many drinks, but since I don't drink that often anymore and we were there as a family... I have to admit it was the smoke. I would love my state to go non-smoking in public places. A few of our restaurants have already placed that rule into effect on their own. And this comes from a smoker. Go figure. Anyway...the dinner was ok but we were all tired. Miss RB fell asleep on my lap and PDQ was struggling to hold it all together.

Hopefully tonight I will be able to sleep in my own bed and this headache will not become a full blown migraine attack. Those are the worst and something I have suffered ever since I was a little kid. Normally I have a few warning signs but the migraines have been known to pop up from just a simple headache. Here's to luck. If luck decides to not hold out, I'll be hitting the tylenol again as well as the icy hot on the neck.

And hey! I think this blogging thing at night might actually work. My brain is empty. Oh..hush!

Cranky, miserable and not getting enough sleep.

Yup...that's sums it up.

I need some serious vacation with lot's of laughs and maybe a drink or too. I was just discussing this with some friends and it's been decided we are all moving into R's house...at the very least, a cheap hotel close to the pubs. Good times.

On a lighter note..I finally figured out what "par-boiled" means. For those of you not in the know...it's partially boiled. For those of you in the know...hush!

I caught a bunch of season premiers this week and was pleasantly surprised with all of them. I also managed to remember to watch two shows that I think, had their premiers last week but luckily, I was able to jump right in without missing too much.

The show House seems to be taking a nice spin this season. That's one I think I missed the premier and I also missed last seasons closer (youtube maybe?). Interesting turn of events going on there that I will not divulge cause I have no clue who reads this and who hasn't watched it yet. But let's just say that it's gonna be a good season.

NCIS or is that NCSI? Anyway...opener was good but it's my love/hate show. I'm always torn on watching it. I'm similar with House, but nearly as much as I am with this show. They either get the good guy or they don't and rarely do they offer a nice spin. But plug away watching it, I will. The acting is good, so what the hell.

CSI is one I absolutely adore. They always manage to come up with good spins on their shows and occasionally stump me until the following week. The premier was awsome to watch and left me hanging to the very end.

Ghost Whisperer is my all time favorite show EVER. As some may remember, I was disappointed because I kept missing the year before closer and it was one I desperately wanted to see. For the life of me, I cannot remember if I saw last years closer but I certainly caught this years opener. And WOW. What great spins they are coming up with and I cannot wait for next weeks show. (the show after GW wasn't that bad, it has potential, I'll hang in for a few weeks and see how it goes. It's called Moonlighting I think)

The only problem I have with shows like GW, is that I have one heck of an over-active imagination. I love to have they daylights scared out of me, but I don't cope well at night sometimes after the fact. Now some might pashaw me on the GW scary idea. But hey....certain Buffy episodes used to freak me out. It doesn't take much! So I should be in a constant of "jumpies" on Friday nights into Saturday mornings. Good times.

Recent real life conversation:

PDQ: Mom, what car did we have when I was born?

Me: A four door chevy nova, puke green that I had to use a pillow to sit on so I could see over the steering wheel

PDQ: *moment of silence then a laugh that lasted a good five minutes*

Me: *frowns*

PDQ: Your short!

Me: Hush Mighty Midget lest I remind you that you can't reach the sink without a step stool!

Runs in blog left

Screeches

Runs back out blog right


(forgot what I was gonna blog about...when I find it, I'll be back!)

If I could run away to just one place anywhere in the world it would be a place where there were lot's of people to sit and watch that would disappear when I have had too much watching.

All the different seasons that I could enjoy at any given moment if I walked just a little bit in one direction.

I would have all the books I could ever possibly read and warm blankets with a fire place to snuggle in front of

I would have candles and low lighting with only a few select TV shows with popcorn that has extra butter and soda that tasted decent.

I could take walks in the snow and never get cold and yet not be so warm that a scarf and knit hat with mittens were too much.

I would be able to swim all day and never get burned or need sunscreen because the rays were just right and not harmful.

I would be able to wrap myself up in a cozy sweater and run through leaves of many different colors.

I would be able to smile at a person and receive a smile back instead of a frown.

Everyone would be nice and pleasant not mean or nasty.

Money would not be an issue because it would not exist.

Respect would be automatic regardless of what you looked like, who you knew or what you believed.

Utopia. It doesn't exist, at least not on earth.

RB is sick, but starting to get better.

PDQ is just plain miserable.

German translators suck. Tried to ask my friend C if she had a good lunch and it came out "have a good noon." I was told my english was better then my translations. Go figure?

I'm awake because of coffee.

I have coolers all over my kitchen from PDQ and the man due to their race adventure yesterday (which is why PDQ is miserable).

I have to do bills today and I hate doing the bills. They keep wanting all my money!

Laundry is almost finished but I need to pick up the living room again.

I forgot to run the dishwasher last night.

Stopping on a good note since this is nothing but one big complaining whine-fest...it's supposed to be nice today!