Monday, March 26, 2007

To My Future Therapist & the Internets in General

I'm a crier.

When I'm extremely emotional I cry. I do not cry to manipulate people. I do not cry to garner sympathy. I cry because I can't help it.

In fact, I so often wish as tears start streaming down my face that they would just fucking stop because really, it's annoying. And embarrassing. And when I'm really pissed off? I DO. NOT. WANT. TO. CRY. in front of the person who pissed me off. And when I'm trying to be brave. I do not want people to see me cry.

The flip side of this is I can't cry on demand. If I get pulled over for speeding, CAN. NOT. CRY. I can't do it just to get my own way. Doesn't work. And honestly? I'm really not a manipulator. It's just not who I am.

Now you all know my secret. So, please ignore all the crying.

Friday, March 23, 2007

New Label

You may have noticed my new label: Fuckory

I'm guessing at the spelling here. Fuckory? Fuckery? Who knows? I'm going with the former.

I must thank Amy Winehouse for the word though. I just discovered it yesterday. The day before? God, was that only yesterday? Time is moving so incredibly slow around here. You'd think I'd be getting more done.

Anyway, I love, love, love the word as it describes my life so perfectly at the moment. So thank you Amy Winehouse. I love my new word. Even if I don't love what it describes.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007


Have you ever noticed how hott roofers are? And I do mean hott with 2 t's. Seriously. I've always gone for the smart guys. The funny, smart guys. But suddenly I'm realizing how insanely attractive a man who physically labors is. Men who can fix my leaking roof. Hott!

God! How did I not realize this before?

Obviously I'm an idiot.

In other news, DST is kicking my ass. And now with the weather acting all manic depressive I seem to be fighting yet another sinus thing. I do not like the fighting of sinus things. On the one hand, the children had the day off of school last week, Tuesday to be exact, because of the extreme, bitter -25 with windchill cold. Yesterday, also a Tuesday, it was 60 degrees. This turn of events makes me very happy even while causing my sinuses to plot my death. Unfortunately, as I mentioned the Mother Nature is feeling very unstable and while she is currently feeling manic in a mere 2 days time she is expected to plunge back into her depression.

I'm hoping the roofers manage to finish the job before the depressed mother returns as I like the stripping of clothing that the sudden heat wave has inspired. That and I have great hopes that none of them plunge to their deaths when the cold, ice and winds return. Also, a finished roof would make me greatly happy. Look! A roof that doesn't leak! Is it even possible?