Saturday, September 30, 2006
Give me something to break...
God, I hate PMS. I particularly hate suffering from PMS with 2 teenagers and an 8 year old in the house. I also hate having to go shopping with 1 of those teenagers and the 8 year old when I have PMS. I will probably enjoy the two boxes of chocolate I had to buy because I had PMS, although when in my right mind I will wish I hadn't.
I'm bummed because when I went to the cable company to drop off my old converter and pick up my new DVR converter they didn't have any and don't know when they will get them. I've already worked out the movies I plan on recording for the next three days. *sigh* I guess I'll have to watch them instead. I was SO looking forward to being able to pause a movie during the inevitable interuptions. I was also looking forward to being able to watch shows on between 9 and 9:30 again (which I haven't been able to do since I've started being strict about the 8 year olds 9pm bed time).
Ah, but an hour and a half with no children. HEAVEN.
I'm bummed because when I went to the cable company to drop off my old converter and pick up my new DVR converter they didn't have any and don't know when they will get them. I've already worked out the movies I plan on recording for the next three days. *sigh* I guess I'll have to watch them instead. I was SO looking forward to being able to pause a movie during the inevitable interuptions. I was also looking forward to being able to watch shows on between 9 and 9:30 again (which I haven't been able to do since I've started being strict about the 8 year olds 9pm bed time).
Ah, but an hour and a half with no children. HEAVEN.
Posted by Dede at 2:37 PM
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2 Comments:
GGRRR! I'm smashing right along with you, it least your annoying baby isn't 32....!
Just checking up on you sis - and since I lost your e-mail address I thought this would be easier - sorry to have missed you at J&J's nuptuals - it was a little strange and I could have used you to laugh at everyone with - Jenn (our Jenn) isn't quite as evil as you and I - plus she's still in the new bloom of motherhood - not at the lock them all in the attic stage yet!
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