Wednesday, May 28, 2014

My Moment of Zen

You know that scene in the movie The Sixth Sense when the mom leaves the kitchen for a second and comes back and all the cabinets are open. I went to the gym for a half hour and came back to this.

No, my children do not see dead people.

I'm pretty certain that dead people do not come into my home to open all the kitchen cabinets. But apparently they do drink all the milk, use all the coffee creamer, eat all the waffles and leave the empty containers in the fridge.

The dead can be so inconsiderate.


Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Damn you, Siri

I got a late start leaving the office Monday evening. As I was getting on the highway, I notice that the gas light came on in the car. Hmm ... I had an internal debate going on in my head. Do I go straight home and change for the gym or do I stop and put gas in the car first? I opted to put gas in the car before going home. So I stopped at my favorite QT.

I expected a text from the Hubs asking where I was and he didn't disappoint. My phone alerted me to his text when I got back in the car. As I was pulling onto the road I decided to enlist Siri's assistance, as opposed to texting and driving.

Me: Siri, text the Hubs.

Siri: Yes, Mistress, what would you like to say.

The Hubs hijacked my phone the other day and now he's got Siri addressing me as "Mistress" for everything.

Me: The gas light came on in the Soul so I stopped for gas before going home.

Siri: My Soul has gas and I stopped before going home.

Me: Are you kidding me?! Cancel. I stopped to put gas in the Soul before going home.

Siri: The Soul is going home for gas.

Me: CANCEL. I stopped to put gas in the car before going home.

Siri: I stopped my gas in the car going home.

Me: OH, THAT IS IT!!! CANCEL. I swear, Siri, if you weren't a disembodied voice, I'd so kick your ass right now.

I hate her.


Friday, May 16, 2014

My Moment of Zen

Nothing is more refreshing than an icey, cold shower in the morning. Thanks boys!

Revenge is a dish best served cold.

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

The Workout Didn't Work Out

I had every intention of working out yesterday morning, honest. I'm actually feeling much better. I've got a voice now, even if it is Jessica Rabbit's. My morning started off the way it usually does, made coffee, prepared breakfast and lunches, got dressed and let Shorty out.

I had just given the boys their first wake up call and went to blow my nose. As soon as I had done so my right ear popped and the room suddenly started to tilt. My mind knew that the room wasn't tilting but my body needed some convincing. So I immediately grabbed for a wall to steady myself.

It was the most strange and disconcerting feeling EVER. It was kind of like the Casa de Magnetica at Six Flags. Luckily I was in the guest/boy's bathroom at the time, because I promptly threw up. Funny how that happens when your equilibrium is all jacked-up.

My right ear ached and I was so incredibly queasy. Nope, the workout was not an option, nor was going into work. I had drove Kohai to school since it was raining and barely made it through that ordeal, there was no way I could make it to work. So I stayed home with a heating pad, my favorite blanket and covered in pugs. I was only thinking of the lives I would save, including my own, by staying off the roads.

This morning, however, was a different story. Completely different. I was feeling great and could actually breathe through both nostrils, which is always a plus in my book. I was shrugging into my fleece jacket as I told the Hubs I was heading out. I could hear his admonishment to take it easy as I walked out the door.

It was a little chilly with all the rain we had last night so I zipped my jacket up. I was running a tad late and as I walked to the glass door of the gym, I could see that the warm up had started.

I hurriedly walked closer to the door and started to take my jacket off. Have you ever had that feeling like you've forgotten something and you just couldn't figure out what? I had that feeling. It became stronger as I took my jacket off and I felt the chill in the air.

I looked down and realized what it was I had forgotten, my bra. Yes, I forgot to put on my sports bra! How could I have forgotten that?! I couldn't workout with out my bra. I obviously needed it for support, but I also needed it to cover up the fact that I could have cut glass with my nipples! Did I mention it was a little chilly out?

I put my jacket back on and headed to the car. There wasn't any time to go home and get my bra and be back for any semblance of a workout. With a sigh I started the car and decided to fill it up and get some tea at the nearest QT.

I didn't realize how thrown I was by the whole forgetting-to-put-a-bra-on-thing until I began to walk out the door without paying for my tea. I think they would have forgave me since I do give them a lot of business. It was only a $1.19.

I pull into the driveway and make my way to the door. I could see the look of concern on the Hubs face as he looked out of the bedroom window as I walked up. As soon as I opened the door I was greeted with a concerned husband and wound-up pugs.

I told him I was fine and the reason why I was home early was that I had forgotten something very essential to my workout. He looked puzzled so I unzipped my jacket to show him. Ah, the Hubs immediately  understood what it was I had forgotten. Dejectedly I told him I'd make the evening workout and started to head toward the shower.

As he left for work he gave me a kiss on the forehead, one of those looks that Desi would give Lucy after one of her adorable hair-brained schemes had gone awry, and said "You're so cute." I smiled as he walked out the door and then I thought, with or without a bra?

Note to self: don't leave home without it.