Gyp

What I thought I bought:

The bestest happy treats ever.
What I actually bought
:
Just plain! I was SOOO flippin disappointed! Why on earth put them in the same color bags?!?!
*and no, this was not to blow my get healthy plans. This was to fill my awesome advent calendar. So, yes, it's just my kids that will be eating them. But I really wanted to snitch some leftovers and now I can't!

ranting

Just typing at 300 words a minute, which means 12 billion mistakes, to relieve my stress and frustration that my Hubby updated our browser AGAIN and now it's completely different, and I can't find anything, and everything is moved around and stressing me out and I really don't want to bother learning a new system, but he insists that every single update is better, so we have to update as soon as it's announced.

I know there are real problems in the world. But the fact that I just spent TWICE as long to check my bank account because I can't find the tabs anymore is seriously BUGGING ME!!

AND my baby threw up tonight.

AND I've got a headache from having my pupils dilated all day long.

AND I got almost no sleep last night.

AND my alarm clock didn't' go off today.

AND . . . Ok, I'll shut up now. Complaining won't make it better!

Laree and the no good rotten very bad day

Some days disappearing to Australia really does sound rather nice.

To start off, 'Lil woke up twice screaming last night. To be fair, the first time she'd managed to soak clear through everything, but changing everything in the middle of the night doesn't make waking up in the morning any easier. And then she woke up for real at 6:30, which my body did not agree with. (apparently, it didn't agree with my alarm either. My alarm failed to go off at 5:51, so I didn't get to exercise today too).

Then I had a boy who could not cope with ANY trial today. There were 3 episodes of running away sobbing just before breakfast was over.

And it snowed today, which made everyone cranky.

And my Valspar paint sample - which I've been trying to get on Facebook for weeks now - finally came. And instead of the pretty soft green I thought I clicked on, I got neon grass green. Which after attempting to mix with other paint colors at my house, the best I was able to come up with was a dingy forest green.

So a trip to the store was in order. And while I got a better sample color mixed, I had a crazy hard time finding almost everything else on my list.

And then I forgot to go to the two other stores I've needed to go to for a week.

When we got home, everyone was starving. And my house looks like a giant picked it up, spun it around twelve times, and then tossed it back down.

But I finally got everyone settled and attempted to sample paint my kitchen. The color I love; the paint not so much. So I'm going to have to try to get a different brand of paint tinted to just the right color to match (yuck!)

And my baby has learned to sob whenever she can't get her own way, so my head has been pounding all day.

And then I tried to hang up my new shelf - which I somehow made yesterday at Happy Mom's house (in between helping her clean, cook 1495 things, and play with all the company she had). This super cool shelf . . . I measured wrong. And it's 1/4 and inch too big to fit on my wall.

So I finally FINALLY got a minute to myself to check emails. And kohls is having this great sale and I find this awesome bedding that I love to try for my new bed. (yup, I got a new bed. It's awesome, but I haven't blogged about it 'cause it looks really stupid with my deader-than-dead bedspread on it. And I tried to get a new one online, but when it came it looked really REALLY stupid, so I had to send it back and I haven't been able to find anything better until today that didn't cost an arm and a leg).

And instead of telling you everything I tried to do in the next 90 minutes, lets just say kohls didn't have it at their store, their charge cards are stupid, and since my house is 45 years old, I'm pretty sure my city and zip code are right, no matter what their data base says, and no I don't want to take a phone survey about it!

And I forgot AGAIN to go to those two stores I've needed to for a week.

And the bread I was making for dinner rose too long so it's going to taste funny.

And I seriously SERIOUSLY wish it was just bedtime right now so this no good rotten very bad day could just be done!!!!

2.5 hours and counting. Anyone know a good movie about Australia?

It's my blog and I'll whine if I want to

Can we talk for a minute? Oh wait. This is where I get to talk about what ever I want to. So I think I will. Whine that is.

What am I whining about you ask? Not much. Just general injustice.

You see, I'm learning that for weight loss, I do best if I can run. Not having a treadmill, I run outside. And having young children, this means I can only run the days that Hubby is actually home. And being he's a pilot, that amounts to 3 mornings a week. Except lately he's had overtime, so I'm down to 2 days a week when I can run. Not exactly conducive to my goal of 3 miles 4 times a week (seriously, do you know people that run that much? Every one that I've ever known is skinny. I think if you run that much the fat just falls off instead of sticking everywhere!)

ANYWAY. I've also learned that I do best when I can run with a jacket on. There is something about being able to whip that jacket off half way through when I hit my wall that gives me such a huge burst of energy.

For the last week we have had the most GORGEOUS weather. Highs in the mid 70's, lows around 52, no humidity. The. Perfect. Exercise. Weather. My beef with this? Hubby has been working the entire time. Absolutely no chance for me to actually love running again.

Finally this morning I had my chance. And wouldn't you know it - 72 and humid. It's SOOOO much harder to keep going.

And to make things even worse, my running shoes have DIED. I recently learned that you should replace running shoes every 3 months. Hah! I've had my pair for over 3 YEARS now. I tried buying some insoles to help. I obviously got the wrong kind. I couldn't even make it a mile before my foot was in so much pain I had to start walking instead.

And Buddy has woken up 3 mornings in a row at 5:45 with a nightmare. Just early enough that I can't ever get back to sleep. Which really doesn't work with my whole "I have to take my basal temp every single morning" thing, since you're supposed to take it when you're only half awake and before you've moved out of bed.

And yes, I'm well aware of the fact that some people have real problems. But this is my place to say whatever I want. And if you don't like it, just stop reading.

And yes, I really, REALLY think I need a visit from Aunt Flo!!!