Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Not Much To Say

Some days I have so much to say I can't remember it all. Other days I have nada. This is one of those days. Since I bitch all the time, one could say that I have bitcher's block.
A is currently off track. She goes to that blasted year-round school. There is only one month in the whole year that she and J are off school at the same time. This makes vacation planning quite challenging.

I took A and SJ to the gym today. On Wednesday there is a ten o' clock class called Silver Cycle. It's a cycle class that's less intense and aimed at seniors. There wasn't one senior there except maybe the instructor, but there were six other people. I've met the instructor of this class twice and AGAIN he asked if I'd done this class before. Yes, I only show up every two months but it's still a little aggravating that he never remembers who the hell I am.

I think if I were a size 6 with big eyes and a monstrous pair of tits he would sure as heck remember me.

After class, he called me young lady, which sounded patronizing. I haven't been young in ten years. I'm thirty-six damn it and crotchety to boot!

There was a lady at the gym with really tight spandex shorts on. They were stretched so far you could see her underwear underneath. I've thought of taking pictures of people in public for my blog - my own "what not to wear" postings.

But then I would have to submit photos of myself.
Tomorrow the kids go trick-or-treating at the senior apartments. I hope and pray that A doesn't say anything rude. "Gee mister, those are sure some long hairs growing out of your ears."
We are trying to downsize and get rid of some of our clutter. Last night I had to deal with my biggest addiction next to chocolate - cookbooks.

Yes, I have a cookbook and recipe addiction. I save more recipes than I can possibly ever cook.

I went through the books and had a hard time letting go. There are so many recipes and so little time. I think I'm down to three bookshelves now instead of four.

Of course, I'll be getting more for Christmas.

Perhaps throwing out my old size 14 clothes would be a more realistic goal. Nobody buys me clothes for Christmas. They know better.
Last night the puppy decided to whine ALL NIGHT LONG. My husband had let her sleep in our bed the night before and she liked it very much thank you.

For now, she sleeps gated in the front bathroom because she isn't housebroken. Around 5:30 I checked on her and she had crapped all over the place. I knew J would be getting up at 6:00 so I snuck back to bed. It's nice to let someone else clean up the poopy sometimes.
In conclusion, nothing exciting is going on here. But really it's usually only a matter of time before all heck breaks loose so I will enjoy this boredom while I can.


Blogger Bearette24 said...

Year-round school...what's up with that?


2:20 PM  
Blogger Carolyn said...

It's an attempt to alleviate crowding. They go three months and then are off a month. There are four different tracks. It sucks.

3:12 PM  
Blogger CheerleadingTechie said...

I loved year-round school. I went crazy after being off for one month... Guess the feel is mutual.. ?

11:00 PM  
Blogger OldHorsetailSnake said...

Send me an email just before you crack up, please. I don't want to miss anything.

7:37 AM  
Blogger Gina said...


12:02 PM  
Blogger Carolyn said...

I don't know how. I can't figure out how working parents deal with a lot of stuff. Society needs to be set up a little more working parent friendly IMHO.

1:09 PM  

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