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seldneiToday has been rocky. To wit: tired mother, tired kid, idiotic insurance plan,** and a dirty diaper.
But the bright spots:
1. plowing through the rest of my to-do list today.
2. I think I taught the Zweeble to say ... er ... well, a Bad Word. The Bad Word we all figured Scott would teach him.
Mommy (to herself): "What the [bad word], they couldn't have called me yesterday to let me know this? And what the [bad word]--the [longer version of bad word] brochure for the medicine had a whole [longer version of bad word] section on adult acne! [Totally different bad word]!"
Zweeble (whispers): "[bad word]."
(two minutes later)
Zweeble: (whispers): "[bad word]."
Yes, yes it is a bright spot. Because it sounded so cute when he said it.
3. After I changed a sleeping Zweeble without waking him up (hallelujah), Scott called to ask me about the Oxford comma. Just whether it really was just the comma before the "and" in a list. So I got to expound a little bit on the Oxford comma (which I like to use, myself), and ... then I felt entirely better.
I'm a weirdo. But we knew that.
**apparently my topical gel was denied because of my age. I am too old for them to cover it. I called the doctor to see if she can give me something else, the office was very nice, but it was really just the end of my rope. So I got mad. Called down a pox on the house of whoever made the age rule. A pox that can only be remedied with that particular medication.
I would seriously love the O. Henry Magic Wand o' Doom and Irony.
But the bright spots:
1. plowing through the rest of my to-do list today.
2. I think I taught the Zweeble to say ... er ... well, a Bad Word. The Bad Word we all figured Scott would teach him.
Mommy (to herself): "What the [bad word], they couldn't have called me yesterday to let me know this? And what the [bad word]--the [longer version of bad word] brochure for the medicine had a whole [longer version of bad word] section on adult acne! [Totally different bad word]!"
Zweeble (whispers): "[bad word]."
(two minutes later)
Zweeble: (whispers): "[bad word]."
Yes, yes it is a bright spot. Because it sounded so cute when he said it.
3. After I changed a sleeping Zweeble without waking him up (hallelujah), Scott called to ask me about the Oxford comma. Just whether it really was just the comma before the "and" in a list. So I got to expound a little bit on the Oxford comma (which I like to use, myself), and ... then I felt entirely better.
I'm a weirdo. But we knew that.
**apparently my topical gel was denied because of my age. I am too old for them to cover it. I called the doctor to see if she can give me something else, the office was very nice, but it was really just the end of my rope. So I got mad. Called down a pox on the house of whoever made the age rule. A pox that can only be remedied with that particular medication.
I would seriously love the O. Henry Magic Wand o' Doom and Irony.
